A Life In Time
On a warm winter morning, Ginny was sitting in the common room. It was Valentine's Day and she was all alone. Her head ached in sorrow for the secret love that she could never share. How could she expect Harry to love someone with messy hair?
Sadly, she began to recite a poem she had composed. "Ah, my love is like a sad wand, on a summer's day. I wish my Harry would love me, in his own special way..."
"Do you?" Harry sat down beside Ginny and put his hand on Ginny's shoulder. "I think that could be arranged."
Ginny gasped. "But what about my messy hair?"
"I like it," Harry said smiling. "I think it's lovely."
They came together and their kiss was a like a rainbow on a rainy day.
"I love you," Ginny said quietly.
"I love you too," Harry replied and hugged her.
They bought an owl, moved in together, and lived happily ever after.