Those Little Things
Hello! Again… um… yeah… Anyways, here is yet ANOTHER one shot/drabble for you all, I know I haven't actually done ANYTHING other than drabbles and poems, so I'm sorry, but I'm not good at them. Anyways ENJOY!
DISCLAIMER: I don't think I am JK, if I was I would probably not be sitting at this computer, lonely, no hot chocolate with marshmallows, or soft chocolate chip cookies to snack on, knowing that every letter I type will give me at least $10, ANYWAYS! On with the story…
There was always that thing about Ginny Weasley, something that made him happy, something familiar
It was the small things that Harry now took more notice of. Like the way she always folds the pages of books, never bookmarks them. Or the way her hair smelt like flowers. The way she sipped her butterbeer, and always licked her lips afterwards. Or even the way she dressed, she never wore pink, and green looked incredibly nice with her hair, he had told her that once (although seemed very embarrassed about it afterwards).
It was the little things he liked most about her. Harry thought he was falling for this girl.
Hey! So that was it, ummm, it's quite short, but I didn't really know what else to do with it! Anyways, bye for now
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