AN: Hi! Ok first off this is my first ever fan fic, so special thanks are in order to my wonderful beta, Danielleanne, who helped me get over my stage fright and post this. Please read and review, cause I'm still learning and any helpful comments are appreciated. Hope you like the story.
Disclaimer: I dont own any of the Harry Potter characters, they belong to the amazing J.K. Rowling. I just take them out and have some fun. Please don't sue me, I only have 16 and really its not worth it.
A girl with flaming red tresses slumped in the chair with her eyes closed as she fell asleep. The book fell, as if in slow motion, from her lap to the floor. As it collided with the floor, a deafening thud sliced through the silent air causing the girl to jolt awake from her dreams. With a weary sigh she bent to retrieve the book, before checking the person lying next to her. His eyelids remained lightly closed, as they had been for the past year. It appeared to her that at any second his eyes would snap open and he would spring out of the bed. Shallow breaths barely caused the stark white sheets to move, and if she wasn't looking hard enough she would have missed the soft rise and fall of his chest. A constant beeping sound brought her thoughts back into herself, causing her to wonder how she had been able to block it out in the first place. But then a year of hearing it every day made it become part of the background noise that made up her life. With a slight frown on her face she settled back into the chair, opening the book to a new page.
At the sound of the floo activating Ginny Weasely broke into a smile which could have split her face in half. She raced from the lounge to the kitchen just in time to see a toned figure with a mop of dark black untamable curls step from the fireplace. Even as Ginny's eyes soaked in him standing there, she couldn't believe it.
Only 6 months before Harry Potter had defeated Lord Voldemort in an amazing display of strategy and magic on the grounds of Hogwarts School of Witch craft and Wizardry. Ginny had never felt despair so strong when Hagrid had carried the limp body of Harry into the Great Hall. As she was looking in shock at Harry, Neville had jumped forward, pulled Godric Gryffindor's sword from the Sorting Hat and killed that horrible snake Nagini. Not two seconds later Harry had jumped from Hagrid's arms, very much alive and ready to face Voldemort. It still surprised her how confidently Harry had taunted Voldemort, and how easily the reign of terror had ended. After Harry was assured that everyone was safe and being taken care of by the healers, who had only just arrived, he had made a beeline for Ginny and scooped her up in his arms. Harry had spun her around for a few seconds before pulling her down into a kiss filled with passion and desire. "We won Gin!" was all he was able to breathe out before she crashed her lips into his for another kiss.
She was broken out of her memories as a pair of tanned arms wound their way round her waist. "What you thinking 'bout Gin?" Harry asked close to her ear, causing her to giggle. She slapped his chest playfully and sent him a smile which she knew made his knees go weak."Oh, just about how amazing my boyfriend is." Her comment was met with a blinding smile and Harry vanquished his arms from around her waist to grab one of her hands.
"Anyone I know?" She just laughed and linked by the hands they moved outside to the carport. A few weeks after Voldemort's defeat Ginny had (with the help of Hermione) convinced her parents to allow her to go for her muggle driver's licence, which she had passed the first try. Harry and Ron had got her a little red Volkswagon beetle (though how a car could be a beetle she didn't know) as a present for passing the test. She was quite good at driving now and even drove her mum to the local grocer when she wanted to used muggle food in her recipes. Harry had been given his license for saving the Wizarding World and was better at driving than Ginny, but he still preferred to travel by magic.
When they reached the car Harry jumped into the driver's seat, causing Ginny to raise a questioning eyebrow. "Do you know how to get to the party?" He asked as she slid into the passenger seat, a satisfied smile on his face. He knew she had no idea where they were going, only that he had asked her to 'dress nice'. With a huff Ginny put on her seat belt and waited for Harry to pull out.
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