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I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. ALL CHARACTERS AND LOCATIONS BELONG TO THEIR RESPECTIVE OWNERS. I AM NOT MAKING ANY MONEY OFF OF THIS.

After climbing into bed, Ginny tried desperately to fall asleep. No matter how hard she tried, sleep evaded her. After a couple of hours of tossing and turning, she threw off the covers in frustration. She was just about to get up when she heard Hermione silently walking toward the bathroom. Ginny knew Hermione would take one trip per night to the bathroom, so she didn't pay much attention to it. When Hermione passed her bed, however, Ginny caught the smell of something sweet. Even though she was only twelve, she knew exactly what the smell was: Hermione was aroused.

The smell of Hermione's arousal set off Ginny's own arousal. She quickly got out of bed to find Hermione, but the other girl had made it to the bathroom. Ginny tried turning the knob, but found it locked. She pressed her highly sensitive ear up to the door, but couldn't hear anything. She returned to her bed, slightly disappointed. The thought of Hermione touching herself sent a shiver down her spine. She felt a dampening between her legs. She quickly closed the curtains around her bed and put up a Silencing Charm. She quickly stripped out of her pajamas and tossed them aside. She looked down and studied her body. Her breasts were developing nicely. She guessed that they would be at least a 36C, if not slightly larger.

She used a paw to rub one of her developing breasts. She shivered slightly at the touch. She began experimenting with different ways of touching her breasts. The last thing she did was use a claw to gently scratch her erect nipple. Pleasure shot through her body and she moaned, glad she put up a Silencing Charm. She did that repeatedly, her back starting to arch in pure pleasure. She took one paw off her breasts and moved down to her aching pussy. She rubbed her slit up and down, purring as she did so. She separated her fingers and spread her lips. Her other paw abandoned its post on her breast and moved down to join its counterpart. Slowly, she stuck a finger into the opening of her wet pussy. She moaned at the contact, stopping just long enough to savor the moment before penetration. With a quick movement, her finger was inside her tight pussy. She cried out in pleasure, her back arching as much as it could.

She began moving her finger in and out of her pussy at a steady pace, using her other paw to play with her nipples. She pinched and tweaked them as hard as she could. At that moment, she realized she loved the pain she was inflicting on her nipples. Harder and harder she pinched, her fingers furiously moving in and out of her pussy. She felt the impending climax approaching and stopped her ministrations.

She got onto her knees, bending down. She put one paw underneath her, searching for her pleasure spot. Once she found it, she stuck two fingers inside, and kept them there. With her other paw, she spanked herself, hard. She cried out in pleasure, feeling absolutely no pain. She kept spanking herself, harder each time, while moving her fingers in and out of her dripping cunt. As she felt her climax approaching again, she stopped spanking herself. Using the unoccupied paw, she soaked two fingers in the juices that were available. She quickly stuck both fingers into her tiny, tight asshole. She gave the loudest moan she'd ever given, and felt her pussy clench her fingers. She fingered her ass during the course of her orgasm, making it last longer than any previous orgasm. Her paw was soaked with cum, and most of it began dripping on the bed sheets.

At long last, her orgasm ended. She slumped forward, breathing hard. She turned over on her back, trying to control her breathing. After about five minutes, her breathing returned to normal and she was able to sit up. She grabbed her wand from under her mattress and began cleaning up. Instead of using magic to clean her paw, she began to lick it clean. After finishing, she decided she liked the taste of her juices just a little less than Hermione's. She undid the Silencing Charm and redressed. After making sure all of the evidence was gone, her head hit the pillow and she fell asleep instantly.

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When Hermione awoke, she looked over at Ginny's bed. The privacy curtains were closed. Hermione didn't remember Ginny closing them before they retired the night before. She decided to forget about it, since it really wasn't any of her business. She got out of bed and threw on her dressing gown. She quietly made her way to the bathroom for a shower.

Ginny woke up to the feeling of complete satisfaction. The events of the previous night was still fresh in her mind. She heard the shower running, so she knew Hermione was awake. Pulling the curtains aside, Ginny went to her trunk in search of her dressing gown. She found it at the bottom and quickly put it on before Hermione got out. She checked her class schedule for the day. Not bad, she thought.

After another fifteen minutes, Hermione exited the bathroom, feeling refreshed. She saw that Ginny was awake. "Good morning, Ginny. Sleep well?"

"It took a while, but after that, yeah," Ginny replied. She grabbed her clothes for the day and headed into the bathroom, hoping Hermione hadn't taken all of the hot water. She undressed and began to climb into the shower when she caught her appearance in the mirror. On her chest were two identical red marks. She gasped when she saw this. She hadn't realized how hard she was playing with her breasts last night. The area around her nipples were an angry red, with small scratch marks over her nipples. She gently touched her left breast, and whimpered silently in pain. I have to be more careful next time. I could really hurt myself and that's an injury I don't want to explain to anyone. She stepped into the shower and let the water run over her.

Hermione had decided to meet Harry and Ron in the Gryffindor Common Room and head down to breakfast together. She wrote a sentence-long note for Ginny explaining what she had done. After putting the note on Ginny's bed, she made her way to meet her friends. Harry and Ron were standing by the fireplace waiting for her.

"Good morning, Harry. Good morning, Ron," greeted Hermione.

"Good morning, Hermione. Sleep well," asked Harry.

"Not right away. I just have to get used to the beds again." The trio exited the common room and made their way down to the Great Hall. About halfway there, they were joined by a fellow third year, Neville Longbottom. He greeted them with a warm smile and accompanied them the rest of the way. When they reached the Gryffindor table, they were surprised to see a small, blond-haired girl sitting in their usual spot.

"That's Luna Lovegood, of Ravenclaw," whispered Ron. "I wonder what she's doing at the Gryffindor table." When the four students sat down, Luna took no notice of them. She was reading a magazine rather intently, her lips silently moving with each word she read.

Ginny had finally made her way to the Great Hall. She made her way to the table in search of her friends and brother. "Luna? What are you doing at the Gryffindor table," asked Ginny.

Luna finally looked up from her magazine and saw her only friend standing behind her. "Hello, Ginny. The other Ravenclaws were saying some pretty nasty things about me, so I decided to sit with someone who likes me." Ginny looked at Luna, feeling slightly uncomfortable with what she had said. Ginny shrugged her shoulders and noticed Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Neville staring at Luna.

"Harry, Hermione, Neville, this is Luna Lovegood, a second year from Ravenclaw. Her and her father live a few miles from The Burrow." The three students said hi, and started eating there breakfast. Soon after, they were approached by Professor McGonagall.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Miss Weasley, Miss Granger, you are to meet Professor Dumbledore at the entrance to his office after your last lesson today. It's very important, so do try to be there on time." She looked at them sternly and walked up to the staff table. The four students looked at each other with a knowing look. It would seem that professor Dumbledore had discovered something about their condition.

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