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AN: My very first songfic, written to practice using ff.net.
Harry awoke on a couch in the common room and smiled sleepily at the girl in his arms.
*Something in the way she moves, attracts me like no other lover.*
How was it that Ginny won his heart when all those other women, even the dazzlingly gorgeous Cho Chang had failed?
*Something in the way she woos me.*
Harry gave a restless sigh as he thought of Ginny's passionate nature and quick wit-and how hard she'd fought to keep herself from falling in love with him again.
*I don't want to leave her now, you know I believe and how.*
Though everyone would be coming downstairs soon, he was reluctant to end her peaceful slumber, and to leave her side. It wasn't like they were naked or anything. Ron could go jump in a latrine if he was mad about his best friend and his sister falling asleep together after an intense chat-and-snog session.
*Somewhere in her smile she knows, that I don't need no other lover.*
He'd made so many mistakes this year in his various disastrous relationships, Harry was suprised Ginny had let him come within ten feet of her.
*Something in her style that show me, I don't want to leave her now, you know I believe and how.*
But Ginny was such an amazing, warm person beneath the icy shell she'd put up. Harry had it bad. He never wanted to let her go.
*You're asking me will my love grow-I don't know, I don't know.*
He didn't know if it was possible to love Ginny more than he did right then.
*You stick around now it may show, I don't know, I don't know.*
Of course, he hadn't made love to her yet...Harry blushed at this thought and brushed a strand of copper hair from Ginny's face.
*Something in the way she knows, and all I have to do is think of her.*
He sighed as he thought of the way Ginny seemed to understand his innermost thoughts, his deepest and truest desires.
*Something in the things she shows me-I don't want to leave her now, yu know I believe and how.*
She'd shown Harry what true love felt like, how to understand a person more than they understood themselves, and he would never give her up. Never.
AN: My very first songfic, written to practice using ff.net.
Harry awoke on a couch in the common room and smiled sleepily at the girl in his arms.
*Something in the way she moves, attracts me like no other lover.*
How was it that Ginny won his heart when all those other women, even the dazzlingly gorgeous Cho Chang had failed?
*Something in the way she woos me.*
Harry gave a restless sigh as he thought of Ginny's passionate nature and quick wit-and how hard she'd fought to keep herself from falling in love with him again.
*I don't want to leave her now, you know I believe and how.*
Though everyone would be coming downstairs soon, he was reluctant to end her peaceful slumber, and to leave her side. It wasn't like they were naked or anything. Ron could go jump in a latrine if he was mad about his best friend and his sister falling asleep together after an intense chat-and-snog session.
*Somewhere in her smile she knows, that I don't need no other lover.*
He'd made so many mistakes this year in his various disastrous relationships, Harry was suprised Ginny had let him come within ten feet of her.
*Something in her style that show me, I don't want to leave her now, you know I believe and how.*
But Ginny was such an amazing, warm person beneath the icy shell she'd put up. Harry had it bad. He never wanted to let her go.
*You're asking me will my love grow-I don't know, I don't know.*
He didn't know if it was possible to love Ginny more than he did right then.
*You stick around now it may show, I don't know, I don't know.*
Of course, he hadn't made love to her yet...Harry blushed at this thought and brushed a strand of copper hair from Ginny's face.
*Something in the way she knows, and all I have to do is think of her.*
He sighed as he thought of the way Ginny seemed to understand his innermost thoughts, his deepest and truest desires.
*Something in the things she shows me-I don't want to leave her now, yu know I believe and how.*
She'd shown Harry what true love felt like, how to understand a person more than they understood themselves, and he would never give her up. Never.