Harry Potter x Ginny Potter x Rita skeeter

Summary: Rita bad-mouthed Ginny's husband, Harry, one too many times, she went after Rita with a devious plan and quieted the reporter's slanderous claims forever.

"Can you believe what she wrote about you now?" Ginny exclaimed, holding the Daily Prophet. Rita Skeeter has written yet another article about Harry's inability to satisfy his wife. The article included a picture of Ginny smiling while conversing with another man after a Quidditch victory over the Kenmare Kestrels.

"It's fine Gin" Harry replied calmly, trying to hide his frustration. "We both know that Rita's articles are nothing but lies and gossip."

"That's not the point!" Ginny snapped, her face turning red with anger "She's spreading these disgusting rumors about you tarnishing our reputation! We can't just let her get away with it."

"My mom reads these articles. Remember when she called me crying because she thought you cheated on me?" Ginny said angrily.

Harry put his arms around her hugging her from behind and whispered, "I know it's frustrating, but getting revenge on Rita Skeeter won't solve anything. We need to take the high road and show everyone that her words hold no weight."

"You're too good for the wizarding world, Harry," Ginny said admiringly. "You always prioritize what's right and never stoop to the level of someone like Rita Skeeter."

Harry smiled and kissed her on the cheek before saying, "Let's distract you with something fun and relaxing."

Ginny nodded, her anger slowly dissipating as looked into Harry's eyes. "You're right," she said, taking a deep breath. "Let's focus on something positive instead."

But Ginny couldn't let it go this time. She reached her breaking point with Rita's constant attacks on her marriage and reputation. Determined to put an end to the slanderous claims once and for all, Ginny hatched a plan.

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"Ginny were are we going?" Harry asked, confused by his wifes sudden determination.

Ginny glanced back at him with achievous smile and said, "I have a surprise for you, Harry. Just trust me." They walked briskly through muggle Londen.

"What are you up to?" Ginny ignored Harry's question, mind focused on the plan she had concocted. She led him to a small, inconspicuous building tucked away in an alleyway.

Turning to face him, she smiled deviously. "Why do you think I'm up to something?" she asked, her eyes twinkling mischievously.

Harry looked at Ginny, his curiosity piqued. "Because you have that mischievous look in your eyes," he replied with a smirk. "Normally I don't mind because those eyes tell me something naughty it about to happen." he replied.

Ginny chuckled at Harry's response, her smirk widening. "Well, you're not wrong about something naughty happening," she said teasingly. "But this time, it's for a good cause."

"I wouldn't call this alleyway the most glamorous spot, but trust me, it's perfect for what we're about to do," Ginny said, opening the door to show a small, dimly lit room. Ginny waved her wand and conjured a door. She led Harry to the door and opened it, revealing another pitch-black room.

"Gin?"

"Trust me, Harry," Ginny said, her voice filled with excitement. "Step inside."

Harry hesitated for a moment, unsure of what awaited him in the darkness. But he trusted Ginny implicitly and took a deep breath before stepping into the room. As soon as he crossed the threshold, a soft glow illuminated the space, revealing a tied down Rita Skeeter.

Ginny stood beside Harry, a triumphant smile on her face as she watched his shocked expression. Rita Skeeter squirmed and tried to free herself from the restraints, but it was no use.

"Ginny, what have you done?" Harry exclaimed, his voice filled with a mix of shock and concern. He looked at Rita Skeeter, who was clearly struggling against her restraints. "Is this...is this really necessary?"

Ginny's smile faded slightly as she looked at Harry, understanding his concern. "I know it may seem extreme, Harry," she began, her voice filled with determination. "But Rita Skeeter has caused so much harm with her false stories and manipulation of the truth. She needs to be held accountable for her actions."

"This is not the way to hold someone accountable," Harry replied, his tone firm "We can't just take matters into our hands like this."

Ginny walked over to Rita Skeeter and looked down at her with a steely gaze.I understand your hesitation, Harry," she said, her voice unwavering. "But sometimes, justice requires unconventional methods."

Ginny grabbed Rita's shoulders and looked at her husband with a fierce gaze. "Calling my Harry inadequate was the final straw," Ginny whispered to Rita, her mouth next to her ear. "If you only knew what it's like with someone like Harry," she added, a hint of malice in her voice. Harry watched Ginny with a mix of concern and confusion. had never seen her like this before, so determined and unyielding. He knew she was fiercely protective of him, but he couldn't help but worry about the consequences of their actions.

Ginny walked back to Harry, her hips swaying as she approached him. She placed a hand on his arm, her touch soft. "Gin-" Harry was interrupted by Ginny's finger on his lips as she looked deeply into his eyes. "Trust me Harry," she whispered. "I know what I'm doing."

Harry looked into Ginny's eyes, searching for any sign of doubt or hesitation. all he saw was unwavering determination and a fierce love for him. He took a deep breath and nodded, placing his trust in her.

Ginny smiled and kissed him heavily on the lips, a mix of passion and reass. "Thank you, Harry," she said softly. "I promise you won't regret this."

As Harry and Ginny stood there, locked in a passion, they could hear Rita Skeeter struggling against her restraints, her muffled protests filling the room. The tension in the air was palpable; they both knew that their actions would have far-reaching consequences. But in that moment, they were united in their resolve to bring justice to Rita Skeeter and put an end to her deceitful ways.

Ginny turned to Rita and whispered, "You may think you can manipulate the truth, but we're about to show you just how wrong you are." With a determined look on her face, She started to unbuckle Harry's belt. Harry looked at her shocked but reluctantly allowed her to continue.

holding up his jeans with one hand Ginny watched Rita's expression change from defiance to shock as she realized what was about to happen. Ginny smirked, knowing that this would be the ultimate act of revenge against Rita's lies and manipulation.

Dropping Harry's jeans, Ginny smirked as Rita's pupils dilated. Harry was still in his boxers, but there was a clear tent visible. Ginny's smirk grew wider as she saw the shock and realization in Rita's eyes. She knew this act of revenge would not only expose Rita's lies but also humiliate her. With a mischievous glint in her eye, Ginny slowly slid Harry's boxers down, revealing his arousal.

"Look at this, Miss Skeeter," Ginny said, her voice filled with triumph and defiance. "This is the truth you've been desperately trying to hide. The real Harry Potter, not the distorted version you've been promoting in your articles." Ginny's hand slowly moved over Harry's erection, almost flaunting it in a way that was both provocative and empowering. She could feel the tension in the room as Rita Skeeter's eyes darted between Harry's exposed state and Ginny's triumphant gaze.

"Does this seem insufficient to you, Rita?" Ginny asked. Rita shook her head. "Is this the man that you thought you could demean and weaken with your lies? Well, here he is, standing confidently."

Ginny slowly stroked Harry's erection, maintaining eye contact with Rita the entire time. She could see the shock and discomfort in Rita's face, knowing that her plan was working. Letting go of Harry's erection she made her way over to Rita trailing the hand she used to stroke Harry's cock against Rita's cheek. As Ginny trailed her hand against Rita's cheek, she felt the tension in the room thickening. The air was heavy with a mix of anticipation and discomfort. Rita's eyes widened as Ginny leaned in closer, her voice dripping with venom.

"Look at it, Rita," Ginny whispered. Rita's breath hitched as she reluctantly glanced at Harry's exposed state. truth that she had tried so hard to suppress was now staring her in the face, and Ginny reveled in the power it gave her.

"Stroke it babe." Ginny said, smirking at her husband At that moment, Harry's eyes widened in surprise. He had been a mere spectator in this act of revenge, but now was inviting him to participate. A mix of emotions over him - embarrassment, excitement, and a hint of hesitation. But as looked into Ginny's eyes he saw the determination and confidence that had always been him to her.

Harry took a deep breath, his gaze never leaving Ginny's eyes. He reached out and gently gras his own erection, mirroring the actions Ginny had taken moments before.

"Yes, that's it. Look, it's beautiful, isn't it?" Ginny whispered, her voice filled with pleasure and satisfaction. She watched Harry as his hand moved up and down his shaft, becoming more confident with each stroke. Rita nodded and swallowed hard, unable to tear her eyes away from the scene unfolding. "I thought so too," Ginny continued, her voice dripping with satisfaction.

Ginny made her way back to Harry, stripping out of her top and bottom, leaving her in only a bra and knickers. Ginny stood before Harry, wearing just a bra and knickers that left little to the imagination. She looked into his eyes with desire and determination evident on her face. Slowly, she moved closer to him, pressing her body against his. Ginny kissed him passionately, her hands roaming over his chest and back. Harry responded eagerly, his hands exploring Ginny's curves as their tongues danced together.

Ginny slowly sank to her knees in front of him, maintaining eye contact as she did. The room fell silent, the tension thickening even more. With a mischievous smile, Ginny reached out and gently grasped Harry's erection, causing a shiver to run through his body. She began to stroke him slowly at first, teasingly tracing her fingers along his length. "Impressive right?" Ginny whispered, her voice filled with a mix of desire and confidence. She continued to stroke him, gradually increasing the pace and pressure. Rita felt herself getting wetter as she watched the scene unfold before her.

Ginny's lips grazed Harry's sensitive skin as she moved closer, her warm breath sending shivers down his spine. She kissed the tip of his erection, her soft lips slowly trailing a pattern of kisses all over his length. Harry groaned lowly as Ginny continued to explore with her lips and flicking tongue, teasing him with each kiss.

Rita squirmed in her seat, unable to resist the growing arousal that was building within her. The scene unfolding before her was undeniably erotic, and she found herself becoming more and more captivated by Ginny's skilled movements. She could feel a dampness forming between her legs as she watched Ginny continue to pleasure Harry with expert precision.

Ginny smiled at her husband and took him into her mouth, her lips closing around him as she moved her head back and forth. Harry moaned loudly, saying "Gin!" Rita couldn't help but feel a surge of jealousy mixed with desire as she watched Ginny expertly pleasure her husband.

Rita's mind raced with conflicting emotions as she watched Ginny skillfully pleasure Harry. The jealousy and desire intertwined within her, creating a whirlwind of sensations. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the scene unfolding before her. The intensity in the room grew thicker, each moan and gasp fueling Rita's own arousal. As Ginny continued to pleasure Harry with expert precision, Rita found herself unable to resist the growing temptation within her.

Rita's thoughts were consumed with the idea of joining, of experiencing the pleasure Ginny was providing to Harry. The desire within her grew stronger with each passing moment, and she could feel herself becoming wetter and more desperate for release. Her body ached with need as she watched Ginny expertly bring Harry to the brink of ecstasy.

Harry groaned loudly, his pleasure evident as Ginny's skilled mouth its magic on him. Rita couldn't help but feel a pang of longing mixed with envy. She wanted to be the one bringing Harry to such heights of pleasure, experiencing the taste and feel of him for herself. "There it is." Ginny smiled as Harry came into her mouth.

Harry lifted Ginny to her feet and smiled. Ginny turned towards Rita. On her way, Rita looked behind them and could see he was still as hard as before.

Ginny leaned forward in front of Rita and opened her mouth to display Harry's glistening release. The sight mesmerized and tantalized Rita, intensifying her desire. She could practically taste the lingering sweetness in the air, fueling her own cravings. Ginny closed her mouth and swallowed hard, a satisfied smile on her face.

"Tasty," Ginny said, her voice dripping with satisfaction.

Placing her hands on Rita's thighs, she looked over to Harry behind her and urged him closer. Harry's eyes widened with anticipation as he stepped forward, desire evident in his gaze. Rita's heart raced as she felt the heat of Ginny's hands on her thighs, sending shivers down her spine.

Wiggling her bottom teasingly at him, Ginny said "journalists need to find the truth, don't they?" Her voice was sultry and full of mischief as she continued to tease Harry. "Ask him to prove he's capable of satisfying me." Ginny removed Rita's gag and waited for her response.

"Prove it," Rita whispered, trembling. The words hung in the air, filled with anticipation and desire. Harry smirked and swiftly tore off Ginny's underwear, entering her immediately.

Rita observed Ginny's expression as Harry thrust into her, a combination of pleasure and delight evident on her face. The sight only intensified Rita's own longing, causing her to ache with desire for both of them. She could feel herself growing wetter and more desperate with each passing moment, yearning to be the one experiencing such intense pleasure. "Yes, that's it babe!" Ginny exclaimed. "Fuck me harder!" Harry obliged, his movements becoming more forceful and passionate.

"You want this don't you?" Ginny asked, her voice filled with a mix of teasing and genuine curiosity. Rita could only nod, her desire overwhelming any words she might have spoken. She watched as Ginny's body responded to Harry's every thrust. "You can't have it." Ginny whispered, her voice dripping with both power and desire. The words hit Rita like a punch to the gut, a mix of disappointment and arousal flooding through her. She had been so close to experiencing the pleasure she craved, only for it to be snatched away.

"You don't deserve it," Ginny said, her voice dominant. "You've been naughty, Rita. You need to be punished." Harry thrust hard in response to Ginny's words.

"Please don't" Rita almost whispered, her voice filled with a mix of fear and anticipation.

Ginny smirked as Harry fucked her harder, his movements more intense. "Oh, but you need to be taught a lesson," Ginny said, her voice dripping with authority. "Give it to me babe," she commanded, her voice filled with dominance and desire Harry obeyed, thrusting even harder into Ginny as Rita watched, a mixture of arousal and apprehension coursing through her veins.

Ginny moaned loudly as Harry continued pleasuring her. The sound filled the room, mixing with the sounds of their bodies colliding and their heavy breathing. "Only the best for my Harry," Ginny purred, her voice possessive. Rita's heart sank as she realized she would never have Harry for herself. She was just a bystander, an observer in their passionate encounter.

"Gin, I'm getting close," Harry paused. His voice strained as he tried to hold back his climax.

Ginny smirked, her eyes filled with mischief. "Do it, babe," she commanded, her voice full of dominance and desire. Harry couldn't resist any longer and gave in to his release. His body trembled as he reached his climax. Ginny's moans mixed with his own as they both experienced the peak of pleasure.

Rita came in the chair unable to hold back anymore drenching her clothes with her own release. The room was filled with the sounds of heavy and satisfied moans as the trio basked in the aftermath of their passionate encounter. Rita's body felt both spent and exhilarated, a mix of pleasure and guilt washing over her.

Ginny stood on her feet, holding a piece of Harry's sweet release. She threw it on the floor right in front of Rita and said, "This is all you're getting. You don't deserve any of it." Ginny's voice dripped with contempt. Rita's heart sank further as she watched the evidence of their pleasure being discarded before her. A wave of humiliation washed over her, knowing that she was nothing more than an object of desire for them.

Ginny waved her wand removing Rita's binds and grabbed her blonde hair roughly, pulling her to the floor. "Lick!" Ginny commanded, her voice filled with dominance and hint of sadistic pleasure. Rita's heart raced as she complied, her tongue timidly reaching out to taste the remnants of Harry's release. The room was filled with a mix of tension and arousal as Ginny watched with a wicked smile, reveling in her power over Rita.

"I assume you won't write any article portraying Harry negatively," Ginny said, satisfied.

Ginny's words hung in the, a clear demand for a warning. Rita nodded meekly, her mouth still filled with the taste of Harry's release.

"Good." Ginny leaned back, releasing her grip on Rita's hair. She looked down at the defeated journalist with a mix of superiority and satisfaction. "Get out!" Rita scrambled to her feet, her body trembling with a mix of fear, humiliation, and arousal. She quickly gathered her belongings and rushed towards the door.

Harry walked to Ginny, hugging her from behind. "Is it weird that I strangely enjoyed that?" Harry asked, his voice filled with confusion and desire. Ginny turned to face him, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.

"Acting so dominant and taking control like that?" she asked, her eyes sparkling mischievously.

Harry shrugged, a sheepish grin on his face. "I don't know, but it definitely added an unexpected thrill," he admitted.