AN- Hey so this is my first Harry Potter FanFic and I would love to hear some feedback and ideas! Thanks!

Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters, they belong to the amazing J.K Rowling.

At the Burrow

'Ginny' Shouted Mrs Weasley. She tapped her foot impatiently waiting for a reply, when it didn't come she shouted again 'GINNY' still there was nothing. Luckily for her Harry walked into the kitchen. 'Oh Harry, be a dear and get Ginny for me?'

'Sure' He headed out of the room and up the stairs. He walked across the landing to Ginny's room, from which he could here blaring music from a band he did not recognise. 'Ginny?' he called. He knocked but presumed she couldn't hear him, so he opened the door. 'Ginny your mum… Oh' he looked up to see Ginny standing there in her underwear. But what grabbed his attention more was the heart tattoo on her left breast. There was something written inside the heart but he was not close enough to see what it said. He could feel himself blush. 'So-o sor-rry, you-r mu-um wa-ants-s you-u in the kit-tchen' and with that he stalked out and ran to the room he was sharing with Ron. Luckily for Harry it was empty- obviously Ron and Hermione were out, as usual. Ever since they had started dating he hardly saw either of them. At one point there was a chance of a 'Harry and Ginny' but after they had kissed and he had felt himself falling for her he stopped it, he ignored Ginny and she got the idea he didn't like her anymore so she left him alone. And now after what just happened their friendship was going to be even more strained. BANG! Ron and Hermione had just disapperated back from wherever they had been, Ron was smiling smugly and Hermione had a silly girly look on her face and frankly Harry did not want to know what they had just been doing.

'DINNER' Mrs Weasley called from downstairs.

'C'mon mate' Ron said to Harry, 'I'm starving' And with that he flung his arm around Hermione's waist and stalked out of the room. 'Git' thought Harry.

He walked downstairs and to his dismay Ginny was standing at the bottom of the stairs. Was she waiting for him? His heart lept. He carried walking down the stairs – had the staircase always been this long? He thought to himself as he seemed to have been walking forever but not made his way down very far. She smiled at him, her beautiful smile was wasted however as all he could see was her in her underwear. 'Stop it!' he thought furiously to himself. He forced a smile back and walked straight past her into the kitchen. She made an impatient noise and reluctantly followed. The dinner was marvellous as always expected from Mrs Weasley, though awkward as he could feel Ginny's stare on him the whole time. 'Ginny dear, go get the treacle tart you made' she said. Ginny tore her eyes away from Harry and stood up. 'I could use a hand with the bowls, Harry?' Reluctantly he stood up and knew this would be weird and there was going to be questions involved that he knew would make him look like an idiot. He followed Ginny into the kitchen in silence. She shut the door behind them and grabbed her wand and said 'empolente' which Harry recognised as the sound-proofing enchantment.

She turned to look at him, her eyes bore into his like daggers, he looked to see the expression on her face and to his surprise it was mischievous and smug – not angry and offended like he had expected and to be honest he didn't know which he preferred.

'Hi Harry' She said in a some what of a sexy voice, she stepped closer slowly. 'did you not like what you saw earlier?' she bit her lip and put on an innocent look. He didn't reply. 'well?' she asked edging closer still.

'Y-yes' he managed to splutter out. She let out a sexy giggle 'Good, but lets keep this our little secret. She pointed at her left breast. 'seriously, mum would kill me!' She looked at him again, a pleading look on her face.

'Su-ure' God why was he acting so stupid? She smiled at him and said in a completely different tone of voice than before 'Harry, I know it has been weird between us since we…' He knew she was referring to the kiss 'but I just wanted to ask if we could forget it happened because…' her voice trailed off, he didn't need to hear the end as he knew what she would have said.

'Ginny, I don't want to forget it, I don't regret it at all and I hope you don't either, I only backed off because I love you!' is what he should have said but all he did was nod. She frowned, picked up the tart and stalked out the door. Harry picked up the bowls and spoons and wondered why Mrs Weasley didn't magic them to the table and sulkily followed Ginny back into the dining room. She didn't look at him again that evening and after dinner just went straight up to her bedroom and played her music.

'Harry, come play wizard chess!'

'No, I'm tired see you tomorrow.' He slumped off the couch and walked upstairs. Ginny had turned her music down slightly as it was getting later and Harry could here the faint sound of her crying. 'Ahhh, crap' he said to himself and walked to Ginny's bedroom door. He knocked gently hoping she wouldn't hear, she apparently did as the crying stopped and the music was turned right down. 'Come in' she said groggily. He walked in and she turned away when she realized it was him. 'I take it back, Go away!' she wiped a tear from her cheek and his heart ached and he wanted to rush to her and hug her and comfort her but for some reason his legs didn't move. They couldn't, he felt as though a spell had been placed upon them. She stared at him desperately. 'Fine' she shouted and through the book she was holding at him. 'GET OUT!' for some reason now his legs decided to move he thought as he stumbled out of her room at top speed. 'Damn it Harry you idiot' he said to himself as the crying and the music grew louder. 'I have got to fix this…'