The offer

Harry was so into Luna that he almost forgot about Hermione and Ginny, lying on the same bed with them. Hermione was still not a classic beauty but epitomized the girl-next-door look. And as Harry had learned in the seventh year, those silly sweaters and pants she wore hid a killer body that was just curvy enough to make him hard in a nano-second. Her breasts looked tiny in comparison to her frame. Still, they were a respectable C-cup nearing a D. And Harry had learned that the adage about the silent girls being freaks in bed held with her… they had needed more healing potions for his scratched back that year than for anything else!
And Ginny had turned from a tom-boy into a young woman that oozed sex appeal. She still had some freckles on her face, but whereas it looked ridiculous on some, on her it just worked. She had inherited the Weasley build rather than the Prewett one, and was tall and thin, unlike her mother, with nicely proportioned breasts that just filled one of Harry’s hands, and long, muscular legs. Her Quidditch career meant she had strong legs and arms, and she could almost crush Harry with her legs when they wrapped around him whenever they had screwed.