But they can’t, Ginny is seeing Harry now. Hermione knew it was too late to hide, so she sank back onto the bed as Harry found his legs and moved forward into the room, an uncharacteristically teasing smirk blooming on his handsome face. Harry was allowing his hands to explore every inch of Ginny’s body as their tongues met, utilizing what he learned while watching the two girls together over the preceding several minutes, particularly from Hermione’s assault on Ginny. When Harry’s tongue dipped into Ginny’s core, he was nearly overcome by the musky scent of her desire, clearly not helping the state of his erection. But they can’t, Ginny is seeing Harry now. Ron heard Harry’s groan and looked up from Hermione’s curls long enough to realize he was lagging behind.
