Harry was sitting on the stairs of the burrow. He was watching the long, yellow cornstalks wave in the night breeze.
Soft footsteps padded up the stairs towards him. He turned and saw Ginny Weasley. His best friends sister. "hey" he said. Standing up. "hey" she said. Her face a little flushed. "merry Christmas" she said, taking a step towards him. A nervous expression on her face.
"Merry Christmas" he replied. Looking down, His face getting a little red at their close proximity. He knew she had a crush on him. And she knew he had a crush on her. But Ginny decided to make the first move.
Harry felt a hand gently turn his head Ginny's green eyes closed as she kissed him. The temperature seemed to rise in the stairway as he started to kiss her back. Their lips meeting, separating, and meeting again. Their tongues darting in between kisses.
"I love you Harry" Ginny whispered, her voice wavering.
"I love you too Ginny" he whispered into her ear.
"Well mate, welcome to the family" said Fred. "yea, come on down lovebirds." chimed in George Weasley.