Ginny

Ginny gasped when she saw her crush with his pants down, cock out and cum shooting into the air.

Harry saw her and gasped, the subject of his wanking being there in person sending his mind spiralling. And what made it worse, was he was still shooting a load all over the place. Ginny just stood there and watched, as Harry tried to turn away and pull up his trousers.

However, them being around his ankles caused the teen to trip and lose his balance.

He fell to the ground with a grunt, as he shot one final wad into the air. And this time, it flew towards Ginny and the girl's gaze followed it. When it hit the floor between them, she looked back at him as he just lay there.

Harry was completely mortified, unable to look the girl in the eye. He expected Ginny to run out and tell everyone what he was doing, but she just stayed there.

As she did, Harry once again felt the great desire to look at her. And when he finally looked up, the sight of her drove his body nuts. It was like someone had cast a spell on him, which a small part of his brain remembered was an actual possibility. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop looking at her.

Finally, Ginny spoke up. "Were you thinking about me?" She asked, blushing as she stared at Harry's still hard dick. "You kept staring at me during dinner and left as soon as you could. Did you come to do that...because you were thinking about me?"

"I..." Harry couldn't get the words out. "Why are you here?"

"I don't know. I know I shouldn't have come, but I couldn't help myself. After all the times you stared at me during dinner, I had to come and see what was up with you." She started moving towards him. "So...were you thinking about me?"

Harry sighed, unable to deny it. "Yes. I don't know why, but something about you seemed different when I saw you. It's like...I couldn't take my eyes off you. The second I saw you, my body got hot."

Ginny nodded. "I felt the same way about you." Harry gulped at this. "I've always liked you, Harry. But tonight was different." She shuddered, "my body felt like it was on fire when I saw you. It still is. I can't help feeling like I wanna pounce on you."

Harry blushed at this. He knew Ginny liked him like that, but this was going a little too far. She was his best friend's sister. He shouldn't have any sexual feeling for her. But he did. He wanted to see her naked. To touch her. To make her feel good. But could he cross that line, knowing what it would likely lead to?