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Harry loved Ginny for so many reasons that he lost count the minute he realized that he loved her. It's been quite some time since that night at the forest where he let himself admit that he was in love with Ginny Weasley. It was really early in the morning and Harry had to go to work. He knew that Ginny is the kind of person who would starve to death or go bankrupt but won't cook food, let alone breakfast. Her words, not his "So you want to wake up at 10 and cook for me rather than sleeping in for an extra one hour? Yeah, sure."
Harry decided to cook some breakfast and lunch for her before going to work, so even though he had to report at 10, he woke up at 6 to get everything done before Ginny wakes up. Harry took a shower and changed into his uniform before starting to cook. Oddly enough, Harry saw a very asleep Ginny trying to find him.
"In the kitchen, love.", he called out when she walked into the sofa set.
"Hey.", she whispered half asleep as she walked behind him and wrapped her arms around his frame. "Good morning.", she mumbled.
"Morning, love.", he replied. "It's good to see that you're comfortable in my shirt."
Ginny just nodded and made her way to his front. She buried her head into his chest and sighed. "I love the smell of your aftershave."
"Do you?", he asked.
She nodded again, "And this uniform? You know this is doing so many horrible things to me."
"I prefer the word wonderful.", he replied before turning off the gas. "How about we talk about this new discovery in the bedroom?"
Suddenly Ginny wasn't sleepy anymore and she was kissing him as her life depended on it. Harry took no time in taking off her, or to be more specific, his pyjama shirt that she was wearing. It was good to know that it was all she had on. He realized that Ginny had already removed his tie, so he tried to remove his robes before Ginny stopped.
"Don't remove them or I will kill you.", she said before starting kissing him again. "I want to fuck you in your uniform, Auror Potter.", she said between kisses.
"I love your kinks.", he said sarcastically before pulling away to tease her.
"Thanks to my kinks, we have a functional relationship.", she said before making her way towards his lap. "I mean, imagine coming home to the exact same sex with nothing new.", she whispered. "We both know you love your toys, Auror Potter."
"I love my wife more.", he whispered back.
"Of course, Auror Potter."
Right then and there, Harry lost control over all his senses and made sure he served all her kinks perfectly.
