When Ginny receives a letter begging for help from the infamous Harry Potter, she feels as though she must respond. But as time passes, she grows closer to someone that she's never met before.
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"Ian," I whisper. "PRIMROSE!" he shouts, and he wraps me up in his arms and I kiss him and he kisses me and I run a hand through his hair and his hands clasp around my waist, bringing us closer together, and our mouths work perfectly together.
She leans in, closer and closer, until our lips touch. It's warm and cozy and sweet and slow. I kiss her and kiss her and kiss her until I'm satisfied. Then we break away and she smiles.