Chapter 1- Realised Love
I am back once again to give you another short story. In this there are a load of short sonfic on how Ginny feels with her love of Harry Potter. I own nothing of Harry Potter as it all belong to the beautiful Joanna Kathleen Rowling. I am making no money from this at all. I do not own the songs, they are all by A Fine Frenzy. I am sorry for mistakes as my computer which I am working onj has no spellcheck or grammar check. Please review or send me a message with what you think of the story. Enjoy...
Italics= Song Lyrics
"We won!" yelled Ron. bounding into sight and brandishing a silver cup at Harry. "We won! Four hundred and fifty to a hundred and forty! We won!"
'One, Two, Three,
Counting out the signs we see,'
Harry looked around; there was Ginny running towards him; she had a hard, blazing look on her face as she threw her arms around him.
'The tall buildings fading in the distance,
only dots on a map,'
Without thinking, with out planning it...
' Four, Five, Six the two of us a perfect fit,
Your all mine, All mine,
Without worrying about the fact that fifty people were watching...
'And all I can say,
Is that you blow me away...'
Harry kissed her.
'Like and apple on a tree, hiding out behind the leaves, i was difficult to reach,
but you picked me,'
Harry looked over the top of Ginny's head to see Dean holding a shattered glass in his hand and Romeilda Vane looking as though she might throw something.
'Like a shell upon a beach, just another pretty peice, i was difficult to see,
but you picked me, yeah you picked me...'
But at that moment, neither of them cared what anyone else was thinking. They didn't even care that Hermione was holding back a very angry and red faced Ron somewhere in the crowd. All that mattered to them was each other.
'So softly, rain against the windows, and the
Strong coffee warming up my fingers in this fishermans house,'
Ginny had been waiting for this moment her hole enter life. Ever since she was the tender age of 10 when Ron was on his way for his first year of Hogwarts and Ginny had been told that the famouss Boy-Who-Lived was boreding the exact same train. She had dreamt of this moment ever since her father first told her storys of The-Boy-Who-live no matter how much her six older brothers had teased her for it. She was now living the dream she had been dreaming all those years. It was finally real.
'You got me to search the sand and climb and tree and,
brought me back down,'
Ginny had worked hard for almost her entre life to get to the moment she is living now. The singing valentine she had sent Harry in her first year, although it had embarrassed both of them no thanks to a certan Draco Malfoy, she had still felt hope he would have taken some notice. As she didn't feel it did, she backed down a little in her secong year by just keeping to the gossip. Her third year finally came and her and Colin Creevey had made a Harry Potter fan club when she was desperately worried for him due in the tri-wizard tornament.
'And all I can say,'
And then in her fourth year. When Harry had started Dumbledore Army to defy Umbridges regime while she tortured many children and became Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. Ginny had forced herself that year to get over her School-girl crush on the famous Harry Potter seeing as he had no interest in anyone else other than Cho Chang who had recently had to suffer the death of her long term boyfriend; Cedrick had been the one to choose the name for the group as Harry had pick her suggestion of 'Dumbledores Army' instead of Cho's choice of 'The Defence Assoication. This had Ginny taken back a little as she had blushed quite alot that year as Harry praised her for her work. They had both fought with Neville, Luna, Ron and Hermione in The Battle of The Department of Mysteries. Ginny and Harry had become quite close that year and thats when things started to change...
'Is you blow me away...'
And then here they were. In the middle of the Gryffindore Common Room at the party after Ginny had won the last game of the season by playing seeker as Harry was once again in detention with Professor Snape. Their lips locked together by an invisable bolt. Not caring that Ron was now screaming at them to let go of each other. Not caring that many people were wolf whistling or the fact there was a ton of giggle heading from the first and second years. No matter what was going on around them, neither were willing to let go of the other. They had both waited for this for as long as they could think of and now it was finally a reality.
'Like an Apple on a tree, Hiding out behind the leaves, I was difficult to reach,
But you picked me'
Everything that people say was ment to happen did; The fireworks going off in their minds, the distant cheers of those around them, everything becoming a dazing in the bliss of the moment. It was perfect. Ginny was finally feeling how Harrys strong lips felt against her soft rosey pink ones. The way his hands felt as they ran through her light, auben hair. She was happy. She had him.
'Like a sheel upon a beach, just another pretty piece, I was dufficult to see,
but you picked me,'
He had finally picked her.
'Yeah you picked me.'