Chapter 1 - The Burrow
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Ginny's POV
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I awoke with a start, realising he was arriving today.
I jumped out of bed and dressed in the nicest, yet casual, clothes I owned, even adding some lip-gloss to my look.
I looked at my reflection in the mirror and smiled, thinking about what I was going to say to him when he arrived.
I broke out of my reverie seconds later as I heard our downstairs level becoming its usual rowdy self. I looked at myself once more, ran my fingers through my hair and darted out the door.
Running down the steps two at a time, I was rushing so fast that on the last couple of steps I stumbled and went flying forward, only to be caught by him.
By Harry. Harry Potter.
I gazed up into his gorgeous, emerald green eyes and stared, ogling at their beauty.
Too late, I realised I'd been looking for too long. I stepped out of his arms and flushed a deep red.
"I'm so sorry," I muttered, looking down at my feet. "I missed the last step. Thanks for catching me." As I spoke, I blushed further. This is not how I wanted to meet him.
"That's okay. I'm just glad you're not hurt," he said softly. I looked up at him again and smiled.
"Harry! Good to see you again!" Ron yelled as he, too, ran down the stairs– except he didn't trip over and fall into Harry's arms.
"Good to see you too, Ron." greeted Harry as they hugged, slapping each other on the back.
"Harry," I said, remembering suddenly. "Come have some breakfast. I bet you must be starving! Mum's made us scrambled eggs on toast."
"Breakfast would be great, thanks," Harry replied.
I walked towards the kitchen, Harry and Ron following close behind.
"Harry, dear! It's so good to see you!" Mum gasped in delight.
"You too, Mrs. Weasley," Harry grinned.
I sat down at the bench and Harry sat next to me.
"So how have your holidays been?" he asked.
"They've been okay," I replied, pleased to be in conversation with him. "Nothing interesting has happened lately. What about you?"
"Well, I was at the Dursley's. You can imagine how happy I was there," he laughed. "I'm so happy I'm here now. It's nice to be around you guys again. It was such a relief to be leaving."
"Well, I'm glad you're here," I said. "It's always more fun with you around. "
I could feel my cheeks burning with embarrassment again. This was definitely not how I wanted this morning to go. Harry just laughed, making me feel slightly less flustered.
Soon after, Mum, Ron and the rest my family gathered in the dining room with all the food. Everything was placed onto the table and we all chatted as we ate.
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The next morning Hermione arrived, and we headed off to Diagon Alley to buy our new school supplies.
After we all finished purchasing our books, quills, parchment and whatever else was on our lists, we headed over to Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, George and Fred's joke shop, and wandered around inside.
I found myself looking at the love potions and thinking of Harry, until I felt a tap on my shoulder.
Thinking it was Harry, I whipped around as fast as I could. However, I was not met by Harry's face, but Dean's. My boyfriend. The boy I should be thinking about, but the boy I'm not.
He embraced me with a hug and placed his lips on mine – I couldn't help but hope that Harry wasn't watching.
Dean pulled back and grinned. "Why are you looking at love potions when you already know I love you?"
I smiled, because that's what I'm supposed to do and gave a light chuckle, even if I wished it were Harry saying that to me.