Chapter Five: Operation Snidget
Ginny made her way through the crowded corridors of the dungeons to the Pansy's room, about a half hour early for her scheduled appointment.
She knocked swiftly on the solid mahogany door.
Ginny heard soft moans and zestful whimpers coming from inside.
Okay, I'll just come back a little later then. Ginny thought as an amused smirk, suspiciously like the signature smirk of the Slytherins, made its appearance on her pretty face.
Ginny turned her back and started her walk back to the Gryffindor Common Room.
"Blimey! Who the hell is it?" asked seemingly angry voice.
Ginny came to a sudden halt and could tell the voice was Pansy's. She shuddered to think about what sort of activities were occuring on the other side of the door.
"It's Ginny!"
"Oh! Come on in. (gasp for air) It's open!"
Ginny hesitantly pushed open the heavy door and crept inside Pansy's lavish suite.
"You know you two should really have used a Silenceing Charm," Ginny said vivaciously as she pranced around the corner to Pansy's bedroom, under the impression that they were now decent.
To Ginny's utter surprise, Blaise was at the edge of the bed shagging Pansy senseless.
Millie was spread-eagle on Pansy's bed with Pansy between her legs, pleasureing her deeply.
"Merlin!" Ginny shrieked as she covered her eyes.
Ginny heard the last yelps of pleasure, followed by an amorous sighs, and took a wild guess that Millie had just reached her climax.
Ginny couldn't resist the sinful temptation to open her eyes.
Pansy turned to face Ginny.
She had the glistening evidence, visible in the soft candle light, of Millie's pleasure on her mouth.
"Hey Gin," Pansy moaned as Blaise rammed his hard weapon into Pansy with growing furiousity.
Pansy and Blaise orgasmed almost simultaneously.
Blaise slowly pulled out of Pansy and rolled over to her side.
Ginny saw for herself that the rumors about Blaise's sizeable member were very true.
After a few moments of silence, Blaise got up to fetch his wand to clean everyone up.
"Wow look at you! I love what you've done to your hair," Blaise said in a voice that made Ginny wonder if he did swing both ways.
"Well now, did the hot little Gryffindor enjoy the show?"
Ginny looked at him cockeyed and replied coolly while eyeing him up, "Why yes, I definitely enjoyed the show Blaise! And I see Draco isn't the only sex god that Slytherin has to offer!"
"You better believe it! Can I offer you a piece of my sex cake? I do rather fancy virgins, they are so easy to please, unlike this tough bitch over here," Blaise said, pointing to Pansy and beginning to put his uniform back on.
"Ginny doesn't want any of your rotten sex cake! She fancys Draco's sex cake!" Pansy giggled as she followed Blaise's lead and proceeded to get dressed.
"I'm not surprised, the bloke always gets to de-flower all the virgins, well remember my offer Gin, I won't disappoint you. I'll be going now Pans, I want to go to the Hospital Wing to see if I can have a talk with the bud-nipper," Blaise said as he winked at Ginny.
"Not so fast! We need your help for Ginny's next lesson!" Pansy yelled.
"What sort of lesson?" Blaise said sounding suddenly very interested.
"Just a quick lesson in seduceingâ€" "
"Oh! This should be jolly-good fun! But, what do I get out of it?" Blaise asked giving the signature Slytherin sneer.
"You'll see."
Ginny suddenly became uncomfortable.
Millie walked over to Pansy and said "I have to be going, I have advanced potions and I can't be late again or Snape might accually kick me out this time!"
"Ok, see you later sexy," Pansy said giving Millie a light kiss.
"Thanks Blaise, I really enjoyed it," Millie whispered in his ear, giving him a hug on her way out.
Ginny wasn't used to this abundant display of affection.
"Ok Blaise, I want you to sit over on the couch until we need you."
"I do love it when you give me orders," Blaise replied suggestively.
"Now Ginny, watch me operate!"
She grabbed a text book off her desk and held it close to her breast.
Pansy instantly had the practiced look of lust in her eyes.
Ginny sat down on a small bench and watched Pansy intently, almost as if she was mentally taking notes.
Pansy swaggered across the room and stopped right in front of Blaise.
She then conviently let the book "slip" out of her hands and land on the ground in front of Blaise.
"Opps!"
Pansy then turned her back to Blaise and casually bent over, the view up Pansy's skirt made a wide grin appear on Blaise's face.
Ginny continued to watch as Pansy tossed the book across the room and moved quickly to straddle Blaise.
She put her arms around him neck and stared deeply into his hazel eyes.
Pansy moved her mouth up to Blaise's ear and began to whisper something naughty.
Ginny saw Blaise shiver slightly at Pansy's touch.
Pansy led a trail of kisses down Blaise's cheek until she reached his mouth.
She gave him a quick soft kiss and then pulled back a bit.
Blaise instantaneously pulled Pansy into a hot, menacing kiss.
Pansy began a slight rocking motion with her hips that seemed to fuel Blaise's fire.
After what seemed like an eternity to Ginny, Pansy once again broke the kiss to let Blaise kiss her neck.
Pansy let out a soft, kitten-like whimper when Blaise gave her a small love bite.
Blaise pulled Pansy's head toward him and whisper something in her ear that made her eyes even heavier with lust.
Pansy moved to get up off of Blaise but he moved his hands up her skirt to pull down her knickers.
Pansy swatted his hand away.
"Later," she said in a tone that even sent shiver up Ginny's spine.
Blaise had small beads of sweat on his forehead from the encounter and was panting.
"Your turn Gin," Pansy said in a flat, routine voice.
Ginny took a deep breath and moved to Pansy, "What did you say to Blaise that made him so hot and bothered?"
Pansy smiled deviously and whispered back, "I told him all the wicked things that I will do to him in bed."
Ginny took a moment to gather her thoughts, then moved in for the kill.
Ginny sauntered toward Blaise, mimicking the sway of Pansy's hips as she walked.
She didn't bother grabbing the book off the floor, instead she mounted Blaise, feeling uncharacteristicly confident in herself.
I am about to have my first kiss (with a guy) here goesâ€"
Just as Ginny leaned in to kiss Blaise, but abruptly stopped when there was a sharp knock on the door.
"Go away!" Pansy shouted.
"It is Hermione Granger!"
Ginny leaped off of Blaise instinctively.
Blaise let out a sigh of displeasure.
"We don't open doors for Gryffindors!" Pansy said viciously.
"Alohomora!" Hermione shouted.
The door swung open and Hermione walked in.
"Ginny! Dumbledore sent me, he wants to see you."
"I think it has something to do with Draco, he was sitting in Dumbledore's office when I was asked to find you."
"Little Ginny is in trouble with the big, bad, headmaster," Blaise chuckled.
Hermione looked at Blaise as if he was something retched stuck to the bottom of her shoe.
"Dumbledore probably wants to give you some sort of punishment. This could be your chance to get close to him Gin, if he punishes the two of you together!" Pansy said in a thoroughly excited voice.
"Well go on, you don't want to keep the poor old bastard waiting!" Blaise said amusingly as he leaned back into the leather couch and sipped a frothy, cold butterbeer.
"I guess I will see you both later," Ginny sighed as she left with Hermione.
"Bye Ginny." Pansy said sadly.
"Ta-ta, Weaselette!" Blaise shouted as the pair left.
"I really like what you've done with yourself Ginny. Your hair and your teeth, it all looks wonderful. You've even taken in your uniform I see, but you've become just like one of them."
"Thanks 'Mione. I have to tell you something," Ginny said quickly, completely ignoreing the last part of Hermione's sentance.
"I have a huge crush on Draco Malfoy," Ginny confided bluntly.
Hermione came to an abrupt stop and turned to face Ginny with squinted eyes.
"Is that why you are suddenly getting all cozy with the Slytherins? Are you useing them to get with Malfoy? Have you planned this from the start?"
"Hermione, they are helping me get with Draco. They all know that I fancy his arse. I'm not useing them. Get your facts straight!"
"They know? I thought we were best friends! Don't even try to say that you couldn't possibly find one second out of one day to tell me something like that!"
"How could you like him? He is a wretched little parasite, not to mention the bloody enemy!"
Hermione took a moment to gather her thoughts and then took a deep breath.
"Ginny, I have to tell you something."
Ginny looked at Hermione out of the corner of her bright green eyes.
"Parvati Patil told me that she overheard Pansy and Millie talking about how they are trying to destroy your reputation."
Ginny stared blankly at Hermione.
"You don't accually believe that do you?"
"I don't know, but it would make sense."
"Well I don't believe one bit of it. I think Parvati made that up just to get attention, she is like that you know," Ginny spat.
She began briskly walking toward their destination.
"I suppose," Hermione sighed as she started jogging to keep up with Ginny.
"All I know is, Draco Malfoy is going to be mine, and that's that."
"So you still didn't tell me why you like him? He thinks his shite doesn't stink, he is so bloody full of himself. It makes me sick!"
"I don't know why I like him exactlyâ€" I just do."
Ginny and Hermione came upon the entrance to Dumbledore's office, which was located behind a statue of a gargoyle on the second floor."
"Bye Gin, just watch out for those Slytherins, you can never trust 'em."
"By the way, the password is strawberry shortcake," Hermione whispered.
The secret door opened and Ginny walked inside.
Ginny stepped on the spiral wooden staircase that moved slowly upward toward Dumbledore's office.
Ginny had never accually been inside Dumbledore's office before. She stood awe-struck for a moment as her eyes gazed upon the large and beautiful circular room. Which was full of a number of curious silver instruments that stood on spindlelegged tables.
The plum-colored walls were covered with portraits of old headmasters and headmistresses, all of whom were snoozing in their frames.
There was also an enormous, claw-footed desk, and sitting on a shelf behind it was an old, shabby, tattered wizard's hatâ€" the Sorting Hat.
On a stunning golden perch behind the door, stood an old and decrepit-looking bird about the size of a swan.
Ginny remembered him from the Chamber... it was Fawkes!
Ginny walked slowly over toward the bird and pet it softly on it's scarlet head. Ginny smiled slightly as the gentle bird made a soft cooing sound.
"Ginevra."
Ginny spun around.
Professor Dumbledore, though very old, always gave an unmistakable impression of great energy.
He had several feet of long silver hair and beard. His blue eyes were bright and sparkling behind his half-moon spectacles. He also had an particularly long and crooked nose.
"Good afternoon Professor," Ginny greeted.
Fawkes made an annoying chirp sound and pecked Ginny lightly in the arm with his beak to direct her attention back to him.
Dumbledore let out a light chuckle.
"You will have to excuse him Ginevra, he doesn't normally get much attention."
"Oh I don't mind," Ginny said as she continued to stroke the magical bird.
"You wanted to see me Professor,"
"Why yes, I did."
Dumbledore sat down at his desk and glared over his spectacles at Ginny.
"Come have a seat," Dumbledore invited.
Ginny stuck out her arm and Fawkes gripped it with his talons, which made her wince slightly.
Fawkes rode on Ginny's arm over to the chair, which was across from Dumbledore.
Ginny sat down and the phoenix perched itself on the arm of the chair.
"Draco Malfoy was released from the hospital wing yesterday and he came to see me earlier."
"As I understand it, you punched him in the jaw."
"Yes, professor, that is correct. But the bloody prat deserved it!" Ginny added.
Dumbledore cleared his throat.
"Well, between you and me, he probably did deserve it," Dumbledore said with a warm smile.
"However, as headmaster, I cannot condone physical violence of any sort."
"I understand that sir," Ginny sighed.
"I have come to a verdict."
"You will both be punished equally."
"Does that sound fair to you Ginevra?" Dumbledore asked genuinely.
"Yes," Ginny replied.
"What do you think Fawkes? Is that fair punishment?" Dumbledore consulted with the bird.
Fawkes moved his head up and down.
"Wow! He certainly is a smart bird," Ginny commented.
"Fawkes is very special indeed."
"You will both assist Hagrid on a dangerous mission to Knockturn Alley. Operation Snidget, we will call it."
"What kind of "operation" exactly Professor?" Ginny asked, a little startled from the mention of the infamous Knockturn Alley.
"What makes it especially dangerous is that this mission can only be executed in the dark of night, as you know, the little shops in Knockturn Alley are only open at night."
"It was recently brought to my attention that there is a wounded snidget for sale at
Borgin and Burkes."
"The snidget is a protected species; there are now severe penalties for harming or even capturing one. Hagrid has volunteered to rescue this tiny bird, nurse it back to health, and eventually set it free."
"What role will Draco and I play in this task?" Ginny inquired.
"All three of you will take a Polyjuice Potion, which Professor Snape will conjure up, that will give each of you the appearance of a possible buyer."
"The bird will be purchased and brought back to Hogwarts."
"When are we going to do this?" Ginny asked.
"As soon as the potion is ready," Dumbledore said simply.
"Okay Professor. Is that all?"
"Yes, you can return to class now Miss Weasley. Professor Snape will pull you aside in class and let you know when the potion is ready."
"Okay, thank you for your time sir," Ginny said politely
Ginny stood up and kissed Fawkes on the head.
The bird cooed sadly and lifted it's foot up at Ginny, almost as if he was waving good bye.
"One more thing Ginevra, my senses are very keen to the thoughts and feelings of others."
"From the way Mr. Malfoy was speaking, it seems to me, that he was hopingthat I would punish the two of you together," Dumbledore said as he winked at Ginny over his spectacles and smiled.
Ginny privately concluded that Dumbledore had unearthly knowledge of all things and his opinion was always to be respected.
Ginny blushed slightly and said, "I really do hope so Professor."