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... his. Harry moved his slightly damaged hands to her waist, loving the feel of her, surprising himself as he teasingly traced a finger under her shirt, feeling her bare skin. Ginny grinned at his quiet daringness, sitting straight in his lap to reward him. His arms wrapped around her and he felt her hips pulse against his gently, not pushing, locked in a rhythm of soothing kisses and caresses. ...

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