Hinny after the war
written by Sophie L
Harry and Ginny are dating again after the Battle of Howarts! This book is written for HINNY fanfiction lovers...
Last Updated
05/31/21
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Repeating their Seventh Year
Chapter 1
Harry, Ginny, Hermione and Ron had all applied to go back to Hogwarts to complete their seventh year. Ron and Hermione were both still prefects, but Harry and Ginny were Head Boy and Girl. Headmistress McGonagall showed them to their common room and they rushed inside to have a look. There was an ever-going fire, with two Gryffindor coloured armchairs and a coffee table in front of it. Harry entered his room and gasped.
"Wow! Gin, you should really come in here and have a look 'cause my room is just-"
"-Splendid!" Ginny finished the sentence off for him. "Mine's the same, just with a smaller bed."
"I think I'm going to take a bath."
"Same here. Oh wow, look, our closets have everything! Ok, bye, Harry, love."
"Later," replied Harry.
Ginny got in the girls bath, and turned on the hot water, and the lemonade as well, because Harry loved it when she smelled like lemoade, he thought it would just make her more attractive. She admired the bath in awe for a minute, then leaned on the wall. Next moment she had fallen right through the wall and into Harry's bath. Ginny got up with a surprised face, shocked that Harry was looking at her undressed, and after a moment giggled. Harry swam closer to her, until he was so close that he hugged her close to his chest, and kissed her. She was sitting expecting this, but she had no choice but to sit on top of Harry's thighs and kiss him back.
For a second, something hit her: they were having sex. She had never had sex before, and it was a great feeling, especially to do it with her boyfriend. It felt as if they were made for each other; their bodies fit perfectly together, Harry's skin was so much more tender than she imagined it could be, and being so close to him just felt so good (she had no word to describe it because she had never been in a more pleasant situation).
Harry's hand slowly moved from her back to her boob, which was touching his chest. As they broke apart, Harry's palm was still placed upon Ginny's boob, and he massaged it with his soft but tough fingers. Ginny broke into a fit of giggling, and looked down at her naked boob with Harry's hand rubbing it. Then she leaned forward again and brought her lips to his, hands in his hair. They were truly made for each other.
"Wow! Gin, you should really come in here and have a look 'cause my room is just-"
"-Splendid!" Ginny finished the sentence off for him. "Mine's the same, just with a smaller bed."
"I think I'm going to take a bath."
"Same here. Oh wow, look, our closets have everything! Ok, bye, Harry, love."
"Later," replied Harry.
Ginny got in the girls bath, and turned on the hot water, and the lemonade as well, because Harry loved it when she smelled like lemoade, he thought it would just make her more attractive. She admired the bath in awe for a minute, then leaned on the wall. Next moment she had fallen right through the wall and into Harry's bath. Ginny got up with a surprised face, shocked that Harry was looking at her undressed, and after a moment giggled. Harry swam closer to her, until he was so close that he hugged her close to his chest, and kissed her. She was sitting expecting this, but she had no choice but to sit on top of Harry's thighs and kiss him back.
For a second, something hit her: they were having sex. She had never had sex before, and it was a great feeling, especially to do it with her boyfriend. It felt as if they were made for each other; their bodies fit perfectly together, Harry's skin was so much more tender than she imagined it could be, and being so close to him just felt so good (she had no word to describe it because she had never been in a more pleasant situation).
Harry's hand slowly moved from her back to her boob, which was touching his chest. As they broke apart, Harry's palm was still placed upon Ginny's boob, and he massaged it with his soft but tough fingers. Ginny broke into a fit of giggling, and looked down at her naked boob with Harry's hand rubbing it. Then she leaned forward again and brought her lips to his, hands in his hair. They were truly made for each other.
