Life is Whole

Potatoes

Ginny's P.O.V

I stood in front of the wardrobe, totally disgusted with what I saw. My mum then walked in after hearing me slam my wardrobe door shut for the seventh time.

'Ginny dear what's wrong?'

'I can't find anything to wear mum. There is a choice of jeans, jeans, or more bloody jeans!'

'Now Ginny there is no need to swear at me. Well I don't know anything about clothes I'm afraid.'

Ginny looked down at her mother's tweed skirt and purple turtle neck, and almost nodded in agreement.

'Oh by the way, that was Harry on the phone just now. He said he can come to dinner tonight and that he is going to pick up Hermione on the way! Now isn't that good news.'

I looked at her in disbelief. Harry, the keeper of the emeralds, was coming to dinner in two hours time and I was looking at wearing…well…..total rubbish really. Then I saw my new dress, and I smiled.

'If that's not a 'come snog my face off now' dress than I don't know what is!' I thought to myself.

I grabbed it, anticipating Harry's face.

Harry's P.O.V

I walked into the burrow kitchen along side 'Mione, and was instantly greeted by the smell of Mrs Weasley brilliant cooking. As I stood there I could almost feel the weight piling on. I spotted Ron sitting on the couch, went to sit next to him, but was beaten to it by an unusually hyperactive Hermione.

'Hey bab…Ron, how have you been.' Stuttered Hermione, bright red for some reason.

Fine ta…err….I've got a new…book…yeah book…up in my room. Want to come and see?'

'Err yeah ok, see you later Harry'.

I swear to this day, I had never seen anyone run up a set of stairs as quickly as they did that night.

I sat on the couch for a while, whilst the dinner was being placed onto the table, and watched the flames dancing in the grate. Then I could smell it, that beautiful floral smell, but I could not remember where from.

'Hey Harry, how have you been?'

I turned around, and was met by an angel with red hair. She had clear moon pale skin, and the longest eyelashes I had ever seen.

'Harry, what is with the look on your face? You look like you've seen a ghost or something. Oh look, dinners ready come on!'

She grabbed my hand and pulled me to the table, and I swear I nearly came there and then.

Ginny's P.O.V

He was just sitting there, those emerald green eyes staring at me, and I just started shaking.

'Hey Ginny, can you pass me the potatoes please?'

Now on the surface this seemed like a normal request, except they were closer to him than to me.

'Oh yeah sure, no problem.'

I leaned over him, and I could feel his breath on my neck. That was when I heard it, and I swear I felt my heart stop.

'Thanks gorgeous.'

I looked towards his face, and it was red as a beetroot but grinning like an idiot. That's when I did the unexpected. I ran out of the room, with out even looking back. I could feel all my tears coming; I could feel my chest constricting. He was running behind me, I could sense him I knew him so well. He grabbed my shoulders and spun me around to face him. He saw my leaking eyes, and for the first time ever he looked scared.

'Gin, Hun, what is wrong?'

'I just don't want to be hurt again.'

'By who?'

'Well…you.'

He looked at me with those eyes of his, and I swear I saw the boy who lived become the boy who cried.

'Gin, I love you, I only left you because I care for you so much I couldn't stand it if you got hurt. Voldermort is gone, I'm free, and I want to live my life with the girl I've loved since, well, since the day I saw her.'

'Who is that then…Cho?'

'Ginny, I'm surprised you need to ask.'

His lips met mine in an instant, and they were just like I had remembered. His tongue brushed my lips, and I granted entry, and I fell into a dream.