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This story is a series of Harry/Ginny oneshots. One might be in their Hogwarts years, another might be 19 years later. One might be canon and one might not. Some will be really short, and some will be so long you can't wait for it to end. This "story" is really only going to keep me from going insane with all the plot bunnies (and let me tell you they are really fluffy. No seriousness here =]) hopping around my brain. Hope you enjoy and review!!

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Harry was consuming the food as if it were water. He kept shoveling it in until Hermione grabbed his hand and said, "Harry! Calm down. I know you just had Quidditch, but it's not like the food is going to disappear," He ripped his hand from her grasp, and continued eating at the same rate. Exasperatedly, she muttered, "I swear, you and Ron hang out way too much."

From next to her, Ron said something that sounded like, "Lay off, Hermione," which was only decipherable because Hermione was used to him speaking with his mouth full. She grimaced at the mixture of foods, and shut his jaw with her hand.

Just as she was shaking her head in disgust, she noticed Harry's mouth was wide open, not refilling with food as it had been for the past few minutes. She began, "Harry, that's disgusting. Shut-" but then noticed he was gaping at something at the entrance to the Great Hall.

She turned to see what it was, and found out it was someone he was staring at. A smile appeared on her face and she whispered to Harry, "Ginny hates it when her brothers chew with their mouth open, and even though you're Harry Potter, I still don't think she'll think very highly of it…"

His mouth immediately clamped shut and he cleared his throat, "I don't know what you're talking about…" He looked down at his plate, and moved the food around with his fork, trying to cover the blush that was creeping up his neck.

As she approached closer to where the three of them sat, Harry's mouth became fuller and fuller with food.

"Slow down there, champ," her voice rang in Harry's ears like a chorus of angels.

Harry attempted to say something, maybe a nice greeting, a "You have nice hair, Ginny," or "I'm in love with you, Ginny" but his open mouth made her scrunch up her face jokingly, "You and my brother are one and the same…" His heart sank, as did the color in his cheeks at those words. Her brother? Really?

"That's what I said!" Hermione remarked, which set off a conversation between the two girls.

Though the majority of Harry's meal was spent staring at his plate, continuous glances up at Ginny went on throughout it. He decided time would be better spent by eating even more so he grabbed for the tongs for the salad. Since he had only been staring at her face, he hadn't noticed that her hand was already holding the utensil he was reaching for. Much to his delight, and dismay, he took her hand in his unintentionally. Her eyes shot up to his, which were staring at where his flesh was touching her beautiful, silky skin. His eyes slowly traveled up her arm, and eventually, after taking a long trip over her lips, locked with hers.

They stayed like that for a moment, or a few moments, he wasn't really sure, but when he eventually realized what was going on, which had even taken Ron's attention away from his food, he released his hand, which made the tongs go flying. At a sad attempt to catch them, and redeem himself with his Seeker abilities, he hit the salad bowl, and ironically enough, tossed the salad on top of him.

The group around them erupted in laughter, and Seamus commented, "It matches your eyes perfectly, Harry! I can tell Ginny loves it!" He looked over at her, whose face was bright red, and gave a sheepish smile. His only thought as he looked at that smile, was whether or not his own smile made her feel like her whole world was also suddenly complete.

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