Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley.
I wasn't quite sure what to do with the rating, but nobody can rightfully claim I'm being grafic with this!
"Ginny?"
"Mhm?"
"Are you still sleeping?"
"Mhmpf!" (How could I, you git, you just woke me)
"Ginny?"
"-!" (If you've got something to say, say it. If not, why do you still let sound escape your mouth? Git.)
"Ginny, you know I love you, don't you?"
"Hhh" (You told me that half an hour ago. Was it really necessary to wake me up to say it again?)
"And you love me too, right?"
"Hannnf!!" (Of course I do, but that won't stop me from strangling you if that's what it takes to make you shut up!)
"Oh."
"-" (Can I sleep now?)
"Ginny?"
"Grrrrrrrrr..."
"Will you marry me?"
"Hvrs...?...??..."
"Well?"
"Hrk... Psssj..§.! Hnlf..¤.?!" (I can't believe you! I'm stuttering in outrage! Spluttering with incredulity! One minute ago I was asleep and now you want an answer that defines the rest of my earthly existence?)
"Sorry. It was just one of those moments, you know? I was looking at you sleeping and I just... I just couldn't not say it. You know?"
"-...-...,?" (I... drat... it's...I'm...if, and, but... how is it that you can wake me up in the middle of the night, deliver an absolutely rubbish speak like that one, and STILL turn by bones and vocal organs into some fluid heat that even Einstein wouldn't know how to name?)
"-" (I can't breath, I feel like I'm walking on coals, I'm going to faint, mercy...?)
"Hgee!" (I'm most defenitely not going to cry! Really! No! I...)
"-" (I'm gone, finished, done for, ability to speech's gone, soon the rest will follow...)
"Hliiiiiiiir!" (I love you, love you, love you, love, love, love, love!!!)
"Hrumpf.??" (Ouch. REALLY??)
"Hnsk...hnsk..." (Alright, I am crying. What's a girl to do?)
"Mmmmmmmhhh" (You just made me the happiest bloke awake at the moment! I'm not actually crying, in case you're wondering. Just... Oh, who am I kidding, of course I'm crying. I love you very much. My ribs are beginning to get a tiny bit sore, though.)
"---?" (Oh. Well... In that case, Mr. Potter, surely, you'll want me to stop doing... this...?)
"Mmmfffhhhhh" (I... that's not what I... Merlin, Ginny... no, on second thought, we don't want to get Merlin involved in this... Hnargh... I love you!)
"Ahhh!" (-)
"Hhhh, Gin... " (-)
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I wrote this while listening to -of all things- Ein Deutsches Requiem by Johannes Brahms. Yeah, I know...
