Author's Note: This was Angel's Touch's idea. I just had the free time to write it. ;) Enjoy!





"HARRY! What are you two doing?"

"Ron! We were—er—"

"You know what? I don't even care. Just…just put your pants back on and get out of my bedroom!"

"All right, all right, we'll take it outside…geez."

"Honestly, he's such a party pooper. So…do want to finish what we'd started by the lake, or something?"

"Yeah, all right. I can't believe you talked me into this."

"Don't be such a pansy! You know you want to."

"Well…it would be nice. I mean, everyone else has, and…well, I'm glad it's with you."

"Aww, thanks. Okay, so…here we are."


"All right. So, I'll just—er—take of my clothes, and then you do it."

"I—wow, Ginny!"

"Thanks. All right, so, now you."

"…But…I'm a little…do you have to watch?"

"Oh, Merlin, Harry! Just take off the trousers and get over here, it won't hurt you!"

"Yeah, sure it won't. I've heard Ron and Hermione and I know it's going to burn like the devil."

"Your skin might be a little sensitive, but other than that you should be fine. Come on, Harry…for me?"

"You really want to do this? I mean…are you sure?"

"Yes. I'm sure. I want to do this and I want you to want to as well."

"Then I'll do it. For you."

"Good. Now take off the damned trousers! That's a boy. Okay, now come over here…So, the movements are like…this…"

"Aaah! Ginny!"

"Harry, shhhh! They'll hear you!"

"I can't help it! I mean—my God! This is so cold!"

"If you go faster it'll get warmer, I promise."

"If you're sure…"

"So, do you have it down?"

"Yeah…I…I think so—"

"Okay, so you try."


"Y-Yes! YES!"

"Now you're screaming!"

"I know—but you did it! You did it, Harry, that was perfect!"



"But you're right! The faster and harder I go, the warmer I get!"

"Come on, it's common knowledge."

"So—can we do it together now?"

"Are you sure you don't mind? There's still time to back out."

"I don't mind."

"Then let's do it…"

"Awww. Ron, isn't that cute? Ginny is growing up!"

"Ugh! 'Mione, we shouldn't be watching this!"

"Why not? Ginny's teaching Harry how to swim—what's wrong with that?"

"This is not one of Ginny's Let-Me-Frolic-With-You-On-Rainbows charity missions, Hermione. This is a Let's-Do-Something-That-Requires-Close-Physical-Contact-And-Very-Little-Clothing scheme! Scheme, I tell you!"

"Ron, don't be immature. Harry looks like he's quite good at swimming now. Let's go back inside."

"Yes, all right…erm…Hermione?"

"Yes, Ron?"

"You don't think he heard us doing…you-know-what, do you? I mean…he meant…something besides that, didn't he?"

"Of course he meant something else. You put a Silencing charm around the bedroom, didn't you?"


A/N: Pervs. I know what you all were thinking. Don't pretend you weren't.