Hey everybody, this is my first fan fic, so let me know what you think.
Disclaimer: All characters have been created by the wonderful J.K. Rowling and belong to her not me.
It was the summer before Ginny's sixth year. She was lying on her bed dreaming of a certain somebody. This certain somebody happened to be just up the stairs from her. Harry Potter had come over for the summer, just like he had for the past six summers. Every summer he would come over, and Ginny would just die. She loved him with all her heart. Every time she would see him her cheeks would get so red that she would run and hide. Her knees buckled, and she felt week when he was around. This was much more than just a silly crush, no this was much more serious. There was passion in her heart, and she longed to be able to hold him in her arms, to kiss his lips, and never ever let go. But could Harry ever feel the same?
Harry was in bed on the top floor of the Burrow. He couldn't sleep. He kept on thinking about Ginny. Every time he closed his eyes she was there. He desperately wished that when he opened them she would still be there. It had taken him four years to notice her, four long years. Harry loved her. He loved everything about her. The long flowing red hair, the beautiful brown eyes. He couldn't stop dreaming about her. Dreams of them getting married and living happily ever after. He had a burning desire to be with her. To hold her, love her, and never ever let go. But there was a problem. Harry didn't know what Ron would say. Would he be ok with him dating Ginny? He decided he didn't care what Ron thought, he knew that him and Ginny were meant to be together and nothing was going to stop him.
Ginny woke with a start. She rolled over and almost screamed. "Hey Ginny," Harry whispered. "Hey Harry." She didn't know what to do; the boy of her dreams was lying right next to her. She knew she was turning red, but she didn't care. Harry just lay there looking into her eyes. She couldn't move, all she could do was stare at the boy who took up all of her thoughts and dreams. That beautiful smile, those sparkling green eyes. She couldn't help but smile from ear to ear. And then the most wonderful thing happened. Harry slowly leaned in and kissed Ginny. Such a passionate kiss. She didn't want to stop, this was a dream come true. As they stopped kissing Harry looked at her and smiled. Then for the rest of the night they just laid there; Ginny in Harry's arms.
Harry just lay there all night, not able to sleep. His heart kept beating fast, and he still had butterflies in his stomach. He just kept looking at her, and thinking how could he have been so blind for so long. She was so beautiful. He had always cared for her before, but not this way. He finally knew what love was. As he caressed her hair, she slowly woke up. They laid there and looked in each others eyes. This truly was all he was waiting for.
Ginny was so happy. She didn't want to leave his arms. She felt protected, and loved, and she didn't want him to leave. Not for one minute. She cherished every second of his being there holding her close to him. She couldn't think of any other way she would have rather spent the night.
Harry couldn't move. As he lay there he dreamed of the day when he could see Ginny in a beautiful dress walking down the aisle. How she would look ravishing and take his breath away. Ron would hand him the ring, and he would gently slip it on her finger while whispering, "I love you Ginny."
Then Ginny would turn and get Harry's ring from Hermione and slowly put the ring on his hand while whispering, "I love you too Harry." Then they would forget about everybody there and passionately kiss. The world would stop and Harry and Ginny would just stare into each other's eyes. Then in a rush, Harry and Ginny both woke up.
Disclaimer: All characters have been created by the wonderful J.K. Rowling and belong to her not me.
It was the summer before Ginny's sixth year. She was lying on her bed dreaming of a certain somebody. This certain somebody happened to be just up the stairs from her. Harry Potter had come over for the summer, just like he had for the past six summers. Every summer he would come over, and Ginny would just die. She loved him with all her heart. Every time she would see him her cheeks would get so red that she would run and hide. Her knees buckled, and she felt week when he was around. This was much more than just a silly crush, no this was much more serious. There was passion in her heart, and she longed to be able to hold him in her arms, to kiss his lips, and never ever let go. But could Harry ever feel the same?
Harry was in bed on the top floor of the Burrow. He couldn't sleep. He kept on thinking about Ginny. Every time he closed his eyes she was there. He desperately wished that when he opened them she would still be there. It had taken him four years to notice her, four long years. Harry loved her. He loved everything about her. The long flowing red hair, the beautiful brown eyes. He couldn't stop dreaming about her. Dreams of them getting married and living happily ever after. He had a burning desire to be with her. To hold her, love her, and never ever let go. But there was a problem. Harry didn't know what Ron would say. Would he be ok with him dating Ginny? He decided he didn't care what Ron thought, he knew that him and Ginny were meant to be together and nothing was going to stop him.
Ginny woke with a start. She rolled over and almost screamed. "Hey Ginny," Harry whispered. "Hey Harry." She didn't know what to do; the boy of her dreams was lying right next to her. She knew she was turning red, but she didn't care. Harry just lay there looking into her eyes. She couldn't move, all she could do was stare at the boy who took up all of her thoughts and dreams. That beautiful smile, those sparkling green eyes. She couldn't help but smile from ear to ear. And then the most wonderful thing happened. Harry slowly leaned in and kissed Ginny. Such a passionate kiss. She didn't want to stop, this was a dream come true. As they stopped kissing Harry looked at her and smiled. Then for the rest of the night they just laid there; Ginny in Harry's arms.
Harry just lay there all night, not able to sleep. His heart kept beating fast, and he still had butterflies in his stomach. He just kept looking at her, and thinking how could he have been so blind for so long. She was so beautiful. He had always cared for her before, but not this way. He finally knew what love was. As he caressed her hair, she slowly woke up. They laid there and looked in each others eyes. This truly was all he was waiting for.
Ginny was so happy. She didn't want to leave his arms. She felt protected, and loved, and she didn't want him to leave. Not for one minute. She cherished every second of his being there holding her close to him. She couldn't think of any other way she would have rather spent the night.
Harry couldn't move. As he lay there he dreamed of the day when he could see Ginny in a beautiful dress walking down the aisle. How she would look ravishing and take his breath away. Ron would hand him the ring, and he would gently slip it on her finger while whispering, "I love you Ginny."
Then Ginny would turn and get Harry's ring from Hermione and slowly put the ring on his hand while whispering, "I love you too Harry." Then they would forget about everybody there and passionately kiss. The world would stop and Harry and Ginny would just stare into each other's eyes. Then in a rush, Harry and Ginny both woke up.