Meanwhile

They had been having so much fun....sureptitiously groping while they watched the couple on the couch.
Then Draco had to go and ruin it.
He squirmed around to glare at the fireplace. “Go Away!” he snapped cheerfully at the trio, staring at them.

“But we were having such a nice time watching” complained Ginny, lifting her head from Oliver’s shoulder.

“Besides” explained Oliver, leaning his cheek against Hermione's’s hair “This is MY house………”

“Well then” said Severus, standing up, with Draco still clinging to him “Can you show us our room?”

"Up the stairs, first door on the left" laughed Oliver, not even pretending to get up.
They watched Severus and Draco practically race up the stairs, the groping becoming more open as the eager couple dissapeared into their room.

~*~*~*~

“I think I’m getting jipped here” complained Ginny as she massaged Oliver’s shoulders.

“Are not!” sighed Hermione contentedly, leaning back against Oliver, relaxing in the warmth of the fire as she rubbed one of his arms.

“But I AM!” Ginny replied. “I mean you’re getting rubbed - he’s getting rubbed but I am all alllloooooooooooone!” She flopped backwards on to a pile of pillows.

“That would have been more dramatic if you had more than a foot to flop” giggled Hermione.

“Yea - you could have least put some drama into it!” sniggered Oliver.

“Oh Really? Just how would YOU do it?” pouted the red-head, leaning up on one elbow.

“Oh...More like this...” said Hermione. Raising a wrist to her forehead she declaimed “Oh woe! Woe is me! The night is black and I have no rubbing!” and collapsed atop Ginny.

“Bravo!” cheered Oliver, clapping delightedly “My Turn!” he giggled, hurling himself forward onto them.

“Ow Ow!” howled Ginny.

"What?" asked Oliver "I don't weigh that much!"

"You bonked me!” complained Ginny, struggling out from under them.

“I did not! Where???” demanded Oliver.

“Right in the eye! I’m horribly wounded! My eye fell out! Now I’m blind!”

“C’mere You!” giggled Hermione taking the younger girl's face in her hands. She brushed her lips against Ginny's eyelid. “Better?”

“No. It was the other eye!”

Oliver leaned over Hermione’s shoulder and kissed the other eyelid.
“Better Now?”

“No - Actually it was my ear you hit…….BOTH ears in fact.” Ginny said quite seriously, her face a picture of innocence as she looked at them. “And I bruised my lips.”

“A LIKELY story…….” smirked Hermione “But I’m going to HAVE to believe you…….” she leaned forward, kissing her softly.
Ginny responded eagerly, her tongue licking at Hermione's lips, slipping between them sweetly. Oliver watched for a moment, then leaned farther forward, one arm around Hermione, pressing himself against her so he could reach Ginny’s neck. He flicked his tongue against an earlobe, causing her to squirm happily. Ginny pulled Oliver to one side and Hermione to the other.

“I’m still awfully hurt” she pouted, as they snuggled up against her curves.

Hermione bit her jaw softly “Well we’ll just have to……..”

“……make it up to you” finished Oliver, leaving a line of kisses along Ginny’s collarbone and pushing her back onto the pillows.