This is just going to be some random drabbles about Harry and Ginny. I have never published anything before. I hope you like them.
Stolen
He sees her dancing her first dance as Mrs. Potter and she looks so in love that he has to look away.
He smiles and laughs at the right times, but cannot help but think that this day has been stolen from him.
It should be his day with her, though they had been through for years, but taking one look at her how could you not love her?
Finally getting ready to leave he couldn't help but wonder that Harry was probably allowed to help her through doors, because her heart had always and will always belong to him.