Quidditch season had been over for several weeks at which point Ginny had found herself spending a lot of time at Harry's flat alone, at least when she wasn't visiting family and friends. She'd even had Luna over the week before, surprising Harry when he found two girls sleeping in his bed. Ginny had never seen her boyfriend so embarrassed when he tried to climb into bed in the dark. Harry, being the understanding bloke that he was, decided to sleep on the sofa, rather than disturb Luna's sleep.

He had some big cases with Magical Law Enforcement that he was wrapping up and soon he would have some of that promised free time. While staying alone at Harry's flat, Ginny found she had an enormous amount of energy. She found the longer she stayed there the more she wanted to add things to the place. Of course, she always asked Harry before bringing things in. She didn't want to be presumptuous. She didn't really live there after all. But on the other hand she didn't really live at the Burrow anymore either.

There was… one thing she had added to the house that she hadn't asked Harry about. If only because… it was a surprise. In theory, anyhow. She had decided to purchase that fascinating toy she had seen in the Eros catalogue all those weeks before.

It had been hidden inside the back of the drawer in Harry's chest of drawers that Harry let her use for the last week. She kept thinking about pulling it out. She could attach it to herself and have a private test run. Oh, but it wasn't for her was it? It'd be harder to justify getting it just so she could have a wank. But it was ridiculous. She didn't even know if Harry… liked that sort of thing.

She'd continued to hint around about him and Neville but finally dropped it, worrying she was taking things too far. Oh, blast, why couldn't she just ask him?

And this is where her mind was when Harry came to bed on a warm July night. He'd flopped into bed naked after a shower, seeming exhausted and muttering something about magical artifacts before passing out. He looked so damn cute with his black hair even messier than usual and his beautiful arse slightly uncovered by the sheets, illuminated by lamplight while she read a book.

Ginny tried not to watch as he slept but every time he moved it drew her attention, especially as the sheet slipped from his bottom entirely. She very softly chuckled in admiration, but tried to focus on her book. The words of the book started to bleed together, her thoughts being drawn elsewhere. Thoughts of her and Harry and many carnal possibilities.

Ginny set the book aside and slid her hand inside her knickers. Her and Harry had an open masturbation policy. It was fine to masturbate in bed while the other was sleeping. Of course, in reality Harry didn't really masturbate in bed and he seemed to masturbate a lot less than she did in general. She always felt like she had all this pent up energy. Masturbation was one way to let it out.

It also might help her push out the thoughts that were filling her mind at that moment. But as she stroked her clit with a smile on her face she couldn't help picturing herself on top of Harry, filling his arse with the toy, making him moan and beg for more.

She'd been doing research and reading wizard erotica. She wanted to know some things about blokes who took it up the arse. She learned the spot in Harry's arse that he might like to have stimulated. She wondered if he would be into that.

Ginny was wasting no time in bringing herself to climax, one hand clutching her shirt and the other stroking her clit with determination as her eyes were close and her head tilted back. She was so very close when she felt Harry stir, knocking her right off her broom, so to speak.

"Oh, Harry," Ginny said, startled as her boyfriend rolled over.

"Hey, Gin. Oh. Uh.. Don't mind me," Harry said, starting to roll back over to give her privacy.

"No, it's fine. I don't mind if you watch. I mean… you don't have to," Ginny said.

Harry rubbed at his eyes but didn't move. Ginny got back to what she was doing. She liked it when Harry watched her, though secretly she was hoping he might feel inspired to join in.

Ginny touched herself, making sure to glance over at Harry. His eyes were fixed on her face. She could see his body shifting and she bit her lip, hoping to turn him on with her lust. Finally, he pulled the sheet back and wrapped a hand around his fully erect shaft. Harry was thick but his long fingers could manage to get around it better than hers could. Harry let out soft grunts of pleasure as he stroked himself. Ginny smiled broadly, as they watched each other pleasure themselves.

"What are you thinking about?" Harry asked.

"You," Ginny replied honestly.

"What about me?" Harry asked, clearly wanting some wanking fodder.

Ginny hesitated. If she shared her fantasies and he didn't approve, they might be ruined. She could keep them in private forever if she wanted and they would always be sexy.

"I don't know. You might not like what I have in mind," Ginny said.

"Try me," Harry said, stroking himself with such vigor that she realise she could probably tell him she wanted to polyjuice into Draco Malfoy and suck him off at that moment and he might well say yes.

"Well… I was… wondering what sort of things you might be into," Ginny said.

"I might be into a lot of things," Harry commented.

"Yes but… specifically. There are things that… anatomically we can't naturally do together. If you catch my drift," Ginny said, trying to speak clearly through her ever straining voice.

"Oh. Is… that why you keep asking about me and Neville?" Harry asked.

"Perhaps," Ginny said, feeling herself getting close.

"I never told you because I thought you might be weird about it," Harry said.

"Of course not. It turns me on," Ginny said.

"We mostly just snogged. But we sucked each other off. In a friendly sort of way," Harry said.

"Friendly? I think Luna and I know a thing or two about that," Ginny said, thoughts of Harry and Neville now swirling through her mind.

So they hadn't fucked each other in the arse. Interesting, Ginny thought.

"I'm guessing it wasn't sucking me off you had in mind," Harry said, perhaps being more perceptive than she thought.

"Not as such. I was thinking… Merlin, I'm so close… I was wondering if you ever thought about what it might be like it to… take it up the bum," Ginny said, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

"Oh," Harry said, sounding more surprised than she expected.

"It's OK if you're not into it… I just… you did ask," Ginny said.

Ginny stroked her clit with great focus. She was very close now.

"Yeah… I've wondered. I've… touched myself there but… I can't really reach well. But like you said… you don't have the anatomy."

"Mmmhmm. Oh. Umm… Oh, Merlin, I'm coming," Ginny moaned, her toes curling as the hot pleasure hit her, overwhelmed by Harry's admission.

Ginny moaned, looking over at Harry who was still stroking himself.

"Sorry. I couldn't hold anymore," Ginny said, pulling her hand from her knickers and rolling over to face Harry.

"No worries," Harry said.

"So Harry… would you like it if I played with your arse?" Ginny suggested.

She didn't want to bring up the toy yet. She needed to find out if he was even into having his arse played with first. She supposed if he wasn't into it, she could always use the toy with Luna…

"Oh. Now?" Harry asked.

"If you'd like," Ginny said with a smile.

"I suppose I'm awake," Harry said.

"All right. Come stand around on my side of the bed," Ginny requested.

Harry slid out of the bed, striding around the bed while his erection bobbed amusingly. In just a moment Harry was in front of her… with his arse facing her.

Ginny chuckled and said, "No, Harry. Turn around."

"You could've said something. Now I feel like a real arse," Harry said, grinning down at her before turning around.

Ginny smiled at his shapely bum then pulled the lubricating potion out of her night stand putting a generous amount on the fingers of both hands. With her left hand she reached around to grip his cock, slicking it up really well.

"Oh!" Harry said in surprise as her hand twisted up and down his shaft, lightly squeezing at the head.

She then moved her index finger to his arse hole, lightly massaging the outside. She didn't want the experience to feel completely foreign and besides she knew she liked her clit stimulated when she got penetrated, though she knew the anatomy was different.

"Careful Ginny. Might wanna slow your hand down. I might… oh," Harry urged, as Ginny's hand slid to the base of his cock and squeezed, just in case.

"That was close," Harry said, breathing hard as Ginny slowly continued to stroke him.

Meanwhile she gently began to slid her finger in his arse.

"Oh. That's… different," Harry said.

Ginny moved slow, searching for that bump inside of him that she had read would feel so nice. It was a reach for her short finger but she found it.

"Ooo," Harry called out.

"Does that feel nice?" Ginny asked, as she slid her finger in and out, curving down to hit the spot.

"Um… yeah. It does, I think. Sort of odd but… I like it!" Harry said.

Ginny grinned and stroked his cock and fingered his arse in unison as best she could.

"Mmm.. That's brilliant actually," Harry said then moaned.

"Would you like another finger?" Ginny asked.

"Oh. OK. Be gentle, I suppose," Harry requested.

"Of course," Ginny said, adding her middle finger to the equation, giving her slightly better reach.

"Blimey, that's great. Really great. It's like… Mmm. Feels like… I could come… so much," Harry said.

"Oh yeah? That sounds good," Ginny said, moving the hand on his cock to the head of it and sliding over it.

"Oh. Fuck. Oh, Merlin I think I'm-"

Ginny pulled her hand off, and he groaned.

"Shit. That was close," Harry laughed as Ginny put her hand back in place.

She loved to tease him and draw his pleasure out. She loved to make him almost beg to come and he seemed to enjoy it too. She did it three more times until he was whimpering, her fingers in his arse never faltering.

"Are you ready to come?" Ginny asked.

"Y-yeah," Harry stammered.

"Are you sure?" Ginny asked and snickered.

"Definitely. Oh but… are we just gonna do it here? I'll come all over the floor," Harry said, sounding nervous.

"You're a wizard, Harry," Ginny said, stroking the head again as Harry started to shake.

"Magic. Right," Harry replied.

Harry began to moan loud, his voice getting high pitched. Ginny stroked the head as fast as she could until his pelvis thrust and she felt his cock twitch hard in her hand.

"Fuck!" Harry moaned as his come shot out, splashing onto the floor, forcing Ginny to stifle a giggle.

She continued to stroke the head, getting some of his come on her hand but not minding. Eventually she knew well enough to move her hand and pull her fingers out of him, while he stood there, hunched over and breathing.

"So how was it?" Ginny asked.

Harry turned and smiled at her.

"If you liked that… there might be more where that came from," Ginny said and slid off the bed to clean up.

Once all the mess had been cleaned up Ginny went over to the dresser and pulled out the toy, setting it on the bed. Harry pulled his glasses back on with interest.

"So… I saw this in a catalogue a couple of months ago. I guess this is… kind of what started this whole mess," Ginny said, slowly opening the box.

Harry peered over into the box with curiosity on his face.

"What is it?" Harry said.

Ginny pulled it out with a smile. This toy… attaches to a person's body. In particular, someone who doesn't have a cock. I can put this between my legs and with a charm it… sort of… temporarily adjoins to my body, over my clitoris," Ginny said with excitement.

"So it's like… you'd have a cock?" Harry asked, seeming amazed.

"Sort of. Not exactly. It's still just a toy. I'd need to be a metamorphmagus if I really wanted the full experience, I suppose. But, essentially it gives something like having a cock. It should feel like it's really a part of me. If it works as advertised I'll… feel everything," Ginny said.

Harry licked his lips and smiled up at Ginny.

"How long have you had that?" Harry asked.

"A week or so," Ginny said.

"Ah. I was going to be cross if you had been keeping something as cool as that a secret for months," Harry said.

"So… you like it?" Ginny asked hopefully.

"I'd say," Harry said, his hand drifting to his cock, almost as if on instinct.

"All this time I was worried… it's become such a fantasy for me I thought you would say no and that would be the end of it," Ginny said.

"Even if it didn't turn me on, I'd still let you fuck me in the arse if it turned you on, Ginny," Harry said earnestly.

Ginny set the toy down and hopped onto the bed, pushing her mouth into his. The snogging lead to groping and the groping lead to shagging, Ginny riding him until they both climaxed again.

"I suppose we're too tired for the toy tonight," Ginny said.

"I have to be at the Ministry in three hours," Harry groaned.

"Maybe next week?" Ginny pleaded.

"This case is nearly wrapped up. I think it's high time I took a week off," Harry said, kissing her forehead.

"That would be lovely," Ginny said, feeling herself starting to drift off as she imagined all the things they could with a free week together.

The Monday of Harry's week off wasn't spent in the flat at all. Instead, they visited Ginny's family. They caught up with Ron and Hermione and Bill and Fleur and their one year old daughter, Victoire. They got home late and had to settle for snogs and cuddles.

On Tuesday it was off to visit Andromeda Tonks and Harry's godson Teddy who was now three years old. Then they had errands to run in Diagon Alley and they managed to get invited to a small gathering at Dean and Seamus's flat where they served fire whiskey all evening long.

Neville was there and Ginny tried to suppress certain thoughts about him and Harry. Neville was looking handsome, though she'd always thought he was a cute boy. Adulthood was serving him well.

By the time the gathering was over Harry and Ginny were nearly too tired to apparate back to Harry's flat and they certainly weren't up for anything else.

On Wednesday they were free, not that they woke up and immediately set about their task. They still did their normal morning things like showering and having breakfast. Harry liked to read the papers though he promised to not do any work whatsoever all week.

Harry had finished with the paper when Ginny leaned over the dining room table and said, "Are you ready?"

Harry smiled and they walked to the bedroom, hand in hand. Ginny lead him to the dresser, allowing him to open it up and pull the object in question out. Harry, went over and opened up a drawer. He jumped when a chocolate frog jumped out at him, visibly startling him.

"Are you hoarding chocolate frogs?" Harry asked in bafflement.

Ginny laughed and said, "That's not my drawer."

"Oh," Harry said then chuckled as he slid that shut, looking embarrassed as he no doubt realised that was his own chocolate frog.

Harry reached into the proper drawer and found the box which he opened. He pulled the toy out, holding it up almost as if it were a crown that he was going to place on Ginny's head. But that wasn't the part of Ginny's body where it was going to be worn.

"You're eager," Ginny said, amused.

"You have no idea," Harry replied.

"Mmm. I can't wait to find out," Ginny said, taking the toy from Harry's hands and tossing it onto the bed.

Ginny wrapped an arm around Harry's neck and pulled him towards the bed, kissing him deeply as they fell back. Ginny's hand slid down to Harry's groin, cupping over his hardness through his pyjamas. Harry returned her gesture, curving his hand between her legs and rubbing.

"Oh, Harry," Ginny moaned, his fingers always knowing how to find her clit.

Harry kissed her neck, his mouth intoxicatingly soft and warm.

"OK! Clothes. Off. Now!" Ginny called out and Harry rolled over, yanking all of his clothing off while Ginny did the same.

Ginny grabbed the toy and hopped off the bed to grab her wand. She pressed the end of the toy against her clitoris then said the charm to form the toy to her body with glee.

"Oh!" Ginny said, shaking so hard she nearly jumped.

It suddenly felt like her clit was more swollen than it had ever been before… and then some. It felt good and she immediately had an urge to touch it. She was so very aware of it, like it commanded her attention. And yet it felt familiar. The parts were basically the same, after all.

Slowly, she watched as it changed its tone to match her pale skin tone and it even added her freckles. It didn't really look too much like a cock, but it was vaguely cock shaped and sized.

Ginny reached down to touch it. It didn't feel like touching her clit exactly but on the other hand there was more of it to touch. It certainly wasn't as hot or as heavy to hold as Harry's cock but it was appropriately soft and firm. It wouldn't bend when she put it inside of him.

Harry was lying back, his green eyes entranced by her slow motion over the length of the toy, his own hand on his cock mirroring her motion. Merlin, he was beautiful, Ginny thought.

"How big should I make it, Harry? It's going in your arse, after all. Maybe, you'd like it to be the same as yours?" Ginny asked with a playful grin.

Ginny wasn't sure what constituted, large, small or average when it came to penis sizes. She had never really cared. Harry's cock was thick enough to be a challenge without lube but otherwise seemed fine.

Harry looked at his own cock and grimaced. "No, I don't think so. I don't think my arse is ready for something that thick. Maybe something a good deal thinner… and maybe slightly longer."

Ginny nodded and touched her wand to the toy and said the second charm and imagined a cock both thinner and longer than Harry's.

"Good?" she asked.

"Yes. That's brilliant!" Harry added.

Ginny pulled out the lube and slicked up the toy, moaning as she slid her hands up and down the shift.

"Bloody hell. Oh. Damn," Ginny moaned, almost shocked by how good it felt.

Ginny climbed on the bed and on top of Harry, kissing him hard as she rubbed the toy against his cock, enjoying the pleasurable friction. It felt fantastic and there was so much of it!

Ginny sat up and grabbed the toy and rubbed the head of it against his shaft. Harry bent his head back and hung his mouth open as she rubbed the head against the head of his cock.

"So… shall we get to it?" Ginny asked.

"Yeah," Harry said and Ginny pulled up as harry got on his hands and knees, resting his head and arms on a pillow as he lifted his beautiful arse up, ready for her.

Ginny positioned herself behind him, feeling great anticipation now that the moment she had been lusting these last few months for had finally arrived. Ginny stopped for a moment though to admire his arse. She rubbed her hands up, down and around his cheeks with a sigh.

"Your arse is so lovely, Harry. I think I'm really going to enjoy fucking it," Ginny said.

Ginny moved the head of the toy above his arse and dragged it down the crack of his arse then rested it against his hole. Slowly, she slid it in, being as gentle and careful as she could be.

"Ah," Harry moaned.

Ginny was amazed at what it felt like to be inside Harry, even just a little bit. It was so tight warm. She could see how easy it would be to come like that.

Ginny reached halfway in then slowly pulled it back out again, repeating the process. She pushed in again, knowing how deep she needed to go to hit the spot. Harry reached between his legs, stroking himself.

Ginny held inside of him, overwhelmed by the sensation, worried that any movement could make her come.

"Merlin, Harry. If it feels even half as good when you're inside me I don't see how you don't come as soon as you're in," Ginny said.

Harry chuckled.

"You get used to it. It takes practise," Harry said.

Ginny slowly pulled out then let it glide back in, enjoying the way he moaned when she bumped into the spot. She clutched his arse as she glided in and out. It felt so good, so right. She felt sexually potent. She had underestimated the power of being inside her lover. She had always felt sexually powerful when she took him inside of her but she never knew it could be so great the other way around.

Ginny leaned forward to feel the muscles of his back. Harry was starting to push back against the toy as she thrust, his moans getting louder with each thrust.

"How does it feel?" Ginny asked.

"It felt tight at first but now… it feels good," Harry moaned.

"When you're inside of me it feels… like an empty space has been filled," Ginny said.

"Something like that. I think… it's the idea. You're fucking me. My girlfriend is fucking me. I don't know how else to describe it," Harry said, seeming as if he was genuinely trying.

"Don't worry your head, love," Ginny said, increasing the speed her thrusts a little.

Ginny closed her eyes, trying to focus on the moment. The way Harry kept pushing back against her was incredible. It made her want to fuck him so much harder. She wanted to really give it to him.

Almost as if he could hear her thoughts he reached back and grabbed her thigh, pulling her closer and saying: "It's okay, Ginny. You can fuck me harder. Push it deeper. I want you to."

Ginny bit her lip, beginning to thrust even faster. Harry moaned and she smiled with pride.

"Merlin, Ginny. Ugh. It feels so good!" Harry moaned.

Hearing Harry's pleasure was so exciting. She could feel all the familiar signs that she was getting closer to orgasm. That part all felt the same. She felt so sensitive down there she couldn't imagine how the orgasm was going to feel but she knew it was going to be big.

"Oh, Merlin, Harry!" Ginny whimpered before continuing, "I'm gonna come. I'm gonna come so fucking hard."

Ginny pounded his arse hard, clenching her teeth as she pushed herself to the moment.

"Oh, fuck. Fuck! Ahhh," Ginny moaned, feeling frozen for a moment as her body clenched, the pleasure almost uncomfortable in its intensity, feeling the toy spasming.

The strangest thing was that it felt almost like she was really ejaculating. For a split second she thought maybe something had come out of it but she pulled it out briefly, finding nothing. Amazing, she thought.

Ginny only needed a moment to recover. The toy's charm held and it certainly wasn't going flaccid. She quickly got back to work fucking Harry hard and while he stroked himself with urgency.

She continued to be amazed by the way he pushed back into her, seeming so eager to be fucked so well. She knew she'd be able to come again.

"Fucking you feels so good, Harry. So good," Ginny said.

"It feels… really good, Ginny. Don't stop. I feel like I'm going to explode," Harry begged.

Ginny slammed into Harry's arse hard, while he worked his cock with ferocity.

Harry pulled himself up Ginny nudged his hand away then began to stroke him hard while she continued to fuck him. This was clearly too much for Harry and he let out high moans as his arse tightened around the the toy. Hot fluid spilled out onto her hand as she fucked him hard, tipping herself over the edge with a deep moan, feeling that sensation like ejaculating again.

Moments later they were holding still and both breathing hard. Ginny felt overwhelmed by the experience she'd just had.

"Wow," Harry said.

"Yes. Wow," Ginny replied with a chuckle.

"That was.. perfect," Harry said, sounding pleased.

"Oh, I'm sure we can find ways to make it more interesting. There are other positions we could try. Different sizes and shapes. Plus, I wouldn't mind finding out what it would feel like for you to suck it."

"Clean it and I'll show you right now," Harry said.

Ginny pulled out of him and grabbed her wand, pointing it at the toy and saying, "Scourgify!"

She examined the toy finding that it seemed exactly as it had when she had pulled it out of the box.

"Maybe… maybe I can show you what I did with Neville," he suggested as he leaned up and turned around.

Harry positioned himself between Ginny's legs, above the toy.

"After running into Neville and having a few drinks at a pub we went make to his hotel. We were up late just talking and reminiscing," Harry said and looked up at Ginny, smiling.

"I can't remember who made the first move. I was about to go back to my hotel room but then… We were snogging. Then our trousers came off. "

Harry looked at the toy with the same love and fondness he often looked at her. He gently gripped it and lightly glided his fingers up and down the upper side of it. It felt nice, Ginny thought.

"Neither of us really knew what we were doing. I had Neville's cock in my hand like this and he asked me if I would put my mouth on it. So I did," Harry said and he put his full lips around the head of the toy and sucked down.

Ginny moaned. Having the toy sucked felt better than she expected. There was something about the way he sucked with such love and passion that really turned her on. She could feel the familiar sensations of pleasure, rising again, though she definitely felt more sensitive than before.

"Mmm. If you did this to Neville so good then he's a very lucky bloke, indeed," Ginny said, realising he might be even better at this than she was.

Harry shot his green eyes up at her and grinned momentarily before focusing back on his task.

"Harry… I'm going to come again," Ginny said.

Harry's only reaction to that message was to suck harder. Harry's head bobbed with intensity and she could hold on no longer.

"Unh!" Ginny moaned as Harry's mouth sent her over the edge once more.

"Wow, I bet Neville bloody loved that," Ginny said, breathing hard and reeling from her orgasm moments later.

"He did. And then he returned the favour. He's pretty good," Harry said after pulling his mouth from the toy.

"Wish I could've seen that," Ginny replied honestly.

Harry laughed.

"I don't know how Neville would feel about that," Harry added.

"Maybe you should ask him," Ginny suggested, surprised by her own boldness

"Maybe I will," Harry said with a wide grin.

Ginny wondered if he ever thought about the sort of things she and Luna got up to but that was a topic for a different day perhaps.

Ginny sighed then grabbed her wand and undid the spell that attached the toy to her body. As amazing as it felt to have it on it was actually nice not to feel the hardness again. It was very distracting.

They slid into bed together, Ginny pushing her back into his chest, letting him spoon her.

"So, was that everything you hoped it would be?" Harry asked.

"In some of the stories I've read they call that topping. I guess I topped you," Ginny said and Harry kissed the back of her head.

"We've still got a lot of time before I go back to work next week," Harry said.

"I don't know if I have the energy to shag the entire time. But it might be nice just to… be here with you. That is until we get invited somewhere," Ginny said then turned her body around to face him.

She gazed into his green eyes with love.

"Ginny… I need to ask you something," Harry said.

"Go right ahead," Ginny replied, her heart pounding with sudden trepidation even though Harry was smiling.

"I think we've got a good thing going here. You seem comfortable here and the more of you that's in my flat… the more it feels like home to me. If it's home to me… maybe it should be home to you too," Harry said.

Ginny kissed Harry, her body fluttering with excitement.

"I would love to move in," Ginny said.

"And to be clear… this will be your flat as much as it's mine. You won't need to run everything by me… Just the big things. But I want this to be our home together," Harry said.

Ginny wrapped her arms around him and embraced him tightly.

"Mum will cry, you know," Ginny said.

"I'm sure Molly will understand," Harry said.

Ginny nodded and kissed him again.

"I want you to know how much I love you, Harry Potter," Ginny said then touched his scar and said, "The Boy Who Lived."

"I love you too, Ginny Weasley," Harry said and touched her forehead and added, "The Girl Who Topped."

They both laughed and kissed once more.