Je n'ai pas les copyrights pour Harry Potter! Anyways, on to the story.
Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep, this air is blessed, you share with me.
The scent of summer was sweet and strong as he and Ginny walked on the edge of the forest that ran behind the Burrow.
This night is wild, so calm and dull, these hearts they race from self control.
It was just after dinner, and they were free. Free from castle walls, Professor Snape...and for just over two years, free from the threat of Voldemort. Yes, he was considered a hero. He knew that as plainly as the scar on his forehead. He knew that as much as he knew he loved Ginny more than he had ever loved anyone. His heart beat faster in tense anticipation.
Your legs are smooth as they graze mine, we're doing fine, we're doing nothing at all.
She wore a sleeveless green summer dress, her left hand loosely enclosed in his right as they ambled onwards. Her smooth red hair swished lightly around her shoulders as she spoke animatedly to him. Ginny was so real, so genuine, unlike Cho, or the girls that wanted him because he was The Famous Harry Potter and for nothing else. Just being with her made him feel so alive, so refreshed. She was so more than just his best friend's little sister.
My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me. So won't you kill me? So I die happy.
No, there was nothing like loving and being loved. Ginny smiled and reached up to briefly press her lips to his as they approached their favourite spot by a small pond.
My heart is yours to fill or burst. To break or bury, or wear as jewelry, whichever you prefer.
It was now or never. He spoke.
"Ginny, will you marry me?"
I'm currently in a songfic phase. Lyrics belong to Dashboard Confessional. I only did the first verse and the chorus because the rest of the song didn't fit. I'm also a sucker for cute love songs. Sequel?