The warm feeling from my stomach has spread down there as well. It is hard work, yet they manage to pull us out. I think that the whole of Ginny’s family feels the same way. Her eyes are shut, as she enjoys the sensations. All of these actions spiralling outwards, moving faster and faster. Gryffindor Red we’ve always called it. Driven by fear and adrenaline, we crawl back, much further than we need to, until we are sure that we are clear. Maybe it’s warmer up here.”
Before she can stop me, my hands find their way under her shirt and quickly head up, covering both her breasts. A lazy start to Christmas morning is the usual thing. I’m making some cocoa for everyone, well, except Ron. He dives behind us, pushing us a little to the right. Little spikes of bliss are running up and down my body now and I know Hermione feels the same thing.