Ron and Ginny go one way

Ron didn't hesitate. He half-carried, half-dragged naked Ginny down a flight of stairs and toward the infamous third-floor corridor. "In here!" he grunted, shoving open a heavy wooden door to a disused classroom.

They stumbled inside, and Ron quickly barricaded the door with a fallen desk. Ginny collapsed against a wall, hugging herself, her body streaked with dust and tar. The room was filled with old, dusty wooden desks and chairs, all draped in white sheets.

"It's okay, Gin, you're safe now," Ron panted, trying to soothe her. He caught himself staring at her voluptuous, heaving breasts, and blushed, quickly looking away.

But they weren't safe yet. A high-pitched giggle came from the other side of the room. Pansy Parkinson and Millicent Bulstrode emerged from behind a large tapestry. "Did you really think you could hide from us, Weasley?" Pansy cooed, her eyes gleaming with malice. Harry entered quickly behind them, having followed the Syltherins.

“Oooo!” Squealed Ginny again, more embarrassment flushed her features and ass as more faces stared at her nakedness - her lips growing more moist as she looked down at her quivering mound and rolled her eyes back quietly.

"Confringo!" Millicent bellowed, aiming at Harry. He dodged, but the spell hit the floor beside Ron, exploding in a shower of dust and splintered wood. The **** of the blast sent Ron flying forward, directly into his sister.

"Colloshove!" Pansy screeched, casting a spell meant to push Ron away. But her aim was abysmal. The spell hit Ron in the back just as he collided with Ginny. It acted like a powerful magnet, fusing him to whatever he was touching. Which was Ginny.

Ron's hands, which had flown out to brace himself, were now magically glued to his sister's naked body. One hand was pressed firmly against the soft curve of her stomach, the other had slid down and was cupped directly over her mound, his fingers pressed against the sensitive, swollen lips of her sex. His mind went white. This couldn't be happening! His face mashed against her breast, cheek pressed into the soft flesh as his over hand was pressing her wet mound!