I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS OR THE WHOLE PLOT, THIS IS JUST A CONTINUATION OF THE LAST BOOK

I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS OR THE WHOLE PLOT, THIS IS JUST A CONTINUATION OF THE LAST BOOK.

The Week Afterwards

Chapter One

It was done. Voldemort was dead and so were many of their friends. Tonks, Lupin and much to Mrs. Weasley's dismay, her son, Fred.

The tears flowed freely down Mrs. Weasley's cheeks onto her homemade witch's robes as her son's body was pushed into the fire, to be eaten by the flames and never resemble human form again.

"Oh, Harry" Mrs. Weasley cried, when she spotted him in the crowd. Harry hadn't been brave enough to find Mrs. Weasley himself, so when he saw her, his insides knotted and refused to come undone.

She rushed over and wrapped her arms around him in a furious hug.

"Oh Harry, it's good to have you here in remembrance of Fred. He died for a good cause."

He couldn't stand it any longer, he had to say something.

"I'm so sorry Mrs. Weasley; I didn't want anyone to die. It is all my fault."

"Nonsense, Harry. It was all for a good cause"

She shuffled away to embrace other members of the family that had come to the funeral.

"Hey, hot stuff" a familiar voice said behind him. He turned around to see Ginny staring teary eyed at him.

"Ginny!" he exclaimed, hugging her tenderly and then giving her a light peck on the lips. She leant close to him and kissed him harder, as if in longing.

"Come with me, Harry" she whispered in his ear and then grabbed his hand and led him towards the castle. They entered the quiet hall with their foot steps echoing off the walls, but Ginny didn't seem concerned as she rushed him to the nearest broom cupboard. She flung open the door and pushed him inside and closed the door after herself.

She turned and flung herself at him.

"I want you, Harry" she whispered franticly, clawing at his shirt and trying to rip it from him

"Geez, Ginny, your brother just died, shouldn't this be the last thing on your mind" he said, trying to push her away.

"No, Harry. I want you, NOW. I realized how little time we have left and we haven't even had sex yet" she said.

"We don't need to rush into this, Ginny. Maybe, we should wait until you are feeling better." He said, as Ginny sunk to the ground.

He thought she had given up, until he felt fingers touching his cock from the outside of his jeans. He looked down and there was Ginny fondling his cock with her fingers on the outside. He groaned.

"See, I can make you happy, now." She said, as she stood up and flung her t-shirt off, revealing a sexy red lace bra. Harry couldn't help himself, he touched her breasts. Ginny undid her bra and let it fall to the ground. He leant down and sucked her erect nipple making her groan with pleasure.

"Oh, Harry." She said, in a very appealing voice. Harry felt his cock harden in his pants. Before, Harry realized what was going on, Ginny had sunk down and pulled his pants down, revealing his giant hardened cock. At first she kissed it then she licked it and then she put it full on in her mouth and sucked.

Harry felt the pleasure building up, he started moving his hips against her mouth as if fucking her mouth.

"Fuck Ginny, I think I'm coming" he groaned and then the hot mouth from around his cock was gone.

"Good, just where I want you." She said, dropping her pants and g-string. She sat down on one of the boxes and opened her legs to all her glory for Harry. Harry bent down and licked her, sucked her, not missing any of her juices.

"Fuck, Fuck, FUCK HARRY" she screamed. He stopped.

"Right, that's where I want you" he said with an evil smile, then he thrust into her. Over and over and over again he made her scream with pleasure. She was tight and wet and warm and he loved it. They both let out screams of pleasure while he thrust in and out and rubbed her at the same time. Then the orgasm came and he was the best feeling Ginny and Harry had ever had.

Afterwards, Ginny and Harry joined the party feeling better than they had before.