" He ran one hand through his hair, though the other continued to keep its hold of her hand. He seemed worried that she would disappear if he didn't hold onto her. "I mean, I've been hit by so many spells, some that we don't even really know the effects of! Bloody hell, I've been hit by the Killing Curse twice! Who knows what that could have done? It's all my fault and I...I'm just worried we'll treat him different and make him believe he isn't good enough or something. When you were talking about schools he could go to and when or if we should tell the family, I just...I don't want him to feel like he's on the outside looking in, you know?"Ginny nodded. She did understand what he was talking about. "I love you, Harry. I'm not going to leave you."They stood in the middle of their bedroom, wrapped up in each others' arms and swaying slightly. Harry pressed a kiss to Ginny's temple and then she placed a chaste kiss on his shoulder. She followed up with an open-mouthed kiss in the hollow. She froze solid from the touch, with it feeling like an electric current was suddenly running down my arm. I had no idea what I was experiencing right now, but I could sense that she was experiencing it too.I focused on her plumb juicy ass for a few seconds, just staring at the shiny purple material that was taut in all the right places from its own weight, each cheek perfectly defined, before glancing up when she slowly looked over her shoulder to meet my gaze. Her face was flushed, her emerald eyes longing and passionate.I tried to remember why I’d stopped her, desperately trying to come up with a reason for why she didn’t have to leave. “I, umm, I have my phone,” I said hesitantly.She nodded slowly, but didn’t budge an inch. It was as if I was in complete control now, just from barely touching her wrist. My hand was an unbreakable shackle -- not just because I was strong, but because she chose it to be.Gently tugging on her wrist, I lowered my legs at the same time, and she.
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