Disclaimer: Obviously, I don't own any of the characters in here… : )

****A/N: this is the all new and revised first chapter, I put more stuff just to make it longer.

hope you like it. takes place in ginny's 5th year and harry's 6th, enjoy!

On Beauty and Love

PROLOGUE

Ginny Weasley dragged herself through the dark halls, every single part of her body screaming in pain as she silently cursed the only person who would make her suffer this much on detention.

"Stupid………..asshole……… Snape……….." she groaned weakly "……..…letting all of the slytherins go……….… leaving me with all the work…………" she then spotted a lavatory and went in with slumped shoulders.

When she got inside she made a run for the cubicle, and vomited. She carried the foul smell of the dungeons with her, and all the dirt on her body would have made her a fair camouflage on the its begrimed walls. When she finished regurgitating, she sighed, disgusted with herself. She lifted herself up and brought her body out of the cubicle.

She approached the sink and rested her weight against her hands that held on to the marble for support. She looked up at the mirror, and frowned at what it displayed.

Her hair that was usually so bright because of the flashy red hue, now looked stagnant, like the sunset that faded into the dark clouds of dusk… and her eyes, those chocolate-brown eyes that seemed to have an infinite supply of mirth, now only displayed dullness. Her face, which used to resemble porcelain that didn't have the slightest hint of flaw, is now full of it.

Dirt.

Filth.

Ugliness.

She felt loathsome.

Just then she heard the door quietly creak open. She snapped her head to where the sound came from and was startled to see nothing. She stared at the emptiness of the space and furrowed her brows. There was nothing there, and after convincing herself of it, she turned back to her reflection.

She gasped as she felt two arms slide around her waist.

"What the-?" She looked down to her waist and, again, saw nothing. Confusion drew upon her as she tried not to panic. Then it hit her, there was only one person who could, and would, do this to her.

"Harry" She said, a hint of relief in her voice.

A low chuckle was heard before Harry Potter's head and body emerged from his invisibility cloak. "Who else?" He said, resting his chin on her shoulder and wrapping his arms around her waist once again.

"Harry, don't come too near me," she warned, although not fully meaning it. She did want him near her. "I…I stink" she said truthfully.

"You do," Harry said teasingly "but I still can't keep my hands off you"

Ginny smiled as she looked back at the mirror, eyes fixed on the boy behind her. The boy, or rather, man who she loved, and in turn loved her back. It had been a year since Harry and she started a relationship more than friends. And a wonderful year that was. Every single moment of it was treasured, and it surprised Ginny that they had gone this far. What even amazed her more was that he never ceases to make her happy like no one else can. And up to now she loves him as much as on the very moment she saw him, the very first moment she realized that she loved him.

She lay her head back, letting it fall securely on Harry's left shoulder.

" I love you" she whispered softly, but meaning it with every part of her entirety.

"I love you too.." Harry whispered with equal affection. He looked down at her and saw that her eyes were closed. He smiled, admiring her most alluring features as she slept.

'Funny' he thought 'She's dirty, and she smells bad…. But she still looks as beautiful as I have ever seen her.

Maybe that's what love does… it takes away all the dirt, all the filth, all the blemishes…. until all that's left is beauty.

And that's all you are, Ginny…

Beauty.

And I can ask of nothing more from you.'

With that, he swept her off the floor and started carrying her back to the Gryffindor common room…

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Ginny woke up to the rays of sunlight piercing through the clouds, as if signaling a brand new day. She covered her eyes with both her hands, bringing the darkness back to her vision. She didn't want to do anything but lay in bed all day, and carelessly let time pass her by.

Her whole body was sore, and she tried recalling why.

Then she smiled.

Harry. He had probably brought her back to her room last night, after all the suffering she had gone through at detention.

Harry…

Suddenly she felt as if she wanted to get up, and embrace the new day that presented itself in front of her.

Harry… she thought as she lay in bed

You're the reason I get up every morning, The reason that I do what I do...

The reason that I live.

I used to think of everyday as just another problem to solve, a routine of events that mean

nothing…

Till I met you.

When you came into my life, the days became worthwhile, as if I was important and needed…

Loved.

Now, the days are not problems anymore

They are gifts…

And I'll cherish each one…

Because you are in them.

With that thought in mind, Ginny uncovered her eyes and let them marvel at the sunlight, a simple pleasure of the new day that she has been given .

****A/N: am I being too mushy here? ahahahaha…. anyway, on with the story!!!

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Harry stopped by the lake and watched its placid waters, hands in his pocket. It was so early in the morning, but he had always liked strolling along the school at this time, simply enjoying the calm atmosphere of the start of a fresh new day.

"Hey" a voice said from behind

Harry smiled. He needn't turn around to see who it was.

"Hey Gin" he replied

Ginny knew this was exactly where he would be. She approached Harry and stood alongside of him. He put his arm around her, as if it was a reflex.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, although completely knowing his answer.

"Nothing…" He had a faraway look in his eyes.

"You always come here, There must be a reason, so what is it?" Ginny persisted

"I just like it" He answered flatly

"That's it? You just like it?" She said, not content with the facile answer

"Yeah. I just like it. Whoever said there has to be reason for everything?" He asked, turning his head down to look at her.

"Well…"

"You love me don't you?" he asked out of the blue

"O-of course!" she answered, startled by his sudden inquiry

"Do you need a reason to love me?"

"No…" she said, her voice drifting off

"Well, that's just the way I feel about my morning walks…the way I feel about you."

Ginny was left with no words. He was right once again.

I don't need a reason to love you…

Because it's probably the easiest thing to do

Ginny could do nothing more but smile at the man beside her. He looked back at her with those emerald green eyes that had always caught her own.

She gently held his cheek and slowly brought him to her. She felt her heart race, and her surroundings were nothing more than a blur. Now only what existed was Harry. Everything seemed to have no meaning, and all she knew at that particular moment was that she loved him.

And that was enough.

Their lips met… and everything was right.

****A/N: this is the only prologue, but I still hope you liked it.

oh, and PLEASE review… I really, really, really want to hear from you, and know what you think about my story… I'd appreciate it a lot. Thanks!

And please wait for the next chappies as well… I have a plot, you know…. : )