Go for it, tiger!

Face red with embarassment, Harry nodded and stiffly walked up the stairs, trying his best to ignore Lavander's giggling. As he reached the sixth years' landing, Harry could hear the shower running.

Biting his lip nervously, Harry slipped into the shower-room, glancing around before spotting the one shower stall in use... with Ginny's clothes drapped over the door.

She was taking a very hot shower, because the glass door was steamed up (not that it let you see any details otherwise). Harry was just able to make out Ginny's tan form through the fog, and suddenly, he couldn't restrain himself!

Unzipping his pants, Harry furiously stroked his throbbing erection, transfixed by the blurry sight of Ginny's naked body...

He could just imagine it... Hot jets of water streaming down Ginny's perfect, tan skin... two soft hands massaging soap across her perky breasts... Seeing her leaning against the wall as Harry sensually thrusted into her tightnes...

Ginny had started humming a nameless tune to herself as Harry sped closer towards a huge release - it wasn't even two minutes later than Harry unloaded a huge amount of cum on to the floor.

Unfortunately, while relieving himself, Harry unintentionally moaned out loud - an Ginny abruptly stopped humming.

"Lavander," Ginny questioned, the shower still on. "Is that you? Just make sure no boys come up here, okay?"

Harry breathed a sigh of relief as she resumed her shower, giving him a moment to clean himself off.

But he was still really horny.

And Ginny was still naked, in that shower.