Harry Potter was sitting crossed legs on his bed. He had been there for a while as he just wanted to be alone and think. Harry was grateful that the Weasley's had all gone on a walk around the grounds, he wasn't in the mood for all the hustle and bustle. Hermione Granger had stayed there with him but she was down in the living room, studying for when they returned to Hogwarts school for Witchraft and Wizardry. He lay down on his surprisingly cosy camp bed and stared up at the ceiling, he sighed as he thought about the girl he loved. All the time he was with her never ending presence and there was no way he could escaspe her beautiful face.
Harry's feelings had grown over the summer and he could no longer ignore the fact that he was in love with Ginny Weasley. At first, he was under the impression that he had been just protective over her, like a brother. But many things pointed the conclusion away from that. Like the fact he had began having dreams about her; and they weren't just any dreams, they werent having a romantic stroll in the park... it was full on sex. And that scared him. Harry didn't want another girlfriend, not after what happened with Cho Chang. Even her name sent shivers down his spine. But so did Ginny, although these werent the same shivers, these ones were good. Excitable even.
As his thoughts wondered, he jumped with a start. The bedroom door swung open and Hermione ran in, beaming at him. Quickly, she sat on the end of his bed, a thick book in her dainty hands. Harry frowned, a little confused.
"Whats up?" He asked, his voice was shaking slightly. Hermione's grin spread across her face.
"Well, this book is the-" Hermione scanned him up and down, "was I interrupting something? Im sorry." She added hastily. Harry sat up, he could literally feel his cheeks turning red. Harry hastily shook his head.
"No! No! Oh God no, just-" Harry thought of what to say, "so, whats that book?" Hermione nodded quickly and looked back at the book she was now turning awkwardly over in her hands.
"Oh its nothing important. Well, I find it exciting but you wont." She said.
"So, what is it?" Asked Harry.
"Its just one of the most interesting books I have ever read! It's amazing for studying and revising for tests, you can use it if you like." Hermione suggested, handing him the book. Harry nodded and took it off her, he didn't really want it but knew that it was polite to take it from her as she was so passionate when it came to studying and other school work.
"Thanks." Harry muttered and smiled weakley at her, his mind still lingering on Ginny. Hermione stood up when they heard the front door open and the sounds of cheery voices coming from the Weasley's. Harry felt a smile spread across his face when he heard the sound of Ginny laughing as Fred and George talked in amusing voices. Hermione left the room and Harry quickly followed. Ron was talking to Arthur, Fred and George were talking to Ginny and Molly was cleaning off her wellies.
"Hello! How was your walk?" Hermione asked as she rushed downstairs to greet the family. All gazes averted to her and Harry. He then realised how wrong this must look, them both coming down the stairs together, alone. Harry's green eyes immediatley turned to Ginny, who had sat down in an armchair. Her hair was slightly windswept and her cheeks were slightly red but then again he was used to this sight in his dreams. He was in such a trance that he didn't hear the conversations occuring around him.
"Mum, Dad. Katie and Pipsqueak are staying here until the end of the holidays, is that okay? Its only a week." Ginny wondered, standing up. Harry loved her voice, it made him want to run over there and kiss her on the lips. Molly looked at her daughter, puzzlement on her face.
"Pipsqueak? What's that?" Molly asked. Ginny rolled her eyes and everyone else sniggered.
"Mum! Pipsqueak's only a nickname! Its that Nigel Wespurt kid, he's been best friends with Katie since like forever." Ginny explained and laughed. She looked at Harry and smiled. Harry awkwardly smiled back and sat down on a long seat by the large window, looking out upon the cropfield. He couldn't wait to go back to Hogwarts, he missed; the common room, the dormitories, the classes, the Great Hall and the people in it. Later on that day, everyone was gathered around the television, watching Arthur's faveourite television programme. No one seemed to know what it was but it was definatley something to do with machinery. Ginny sprung out of her seat when there was a knock on the front door.
"Hey!" Harry heard the two excited voices from the doorway, one was a girls voice and one sonded as though it came from a young boy with a strong lisp, it was definatley Katie Bell and Nigel Wespurt. Ginny once again entered the living room, this time joined with a girl, who looked the same age as him, and a short boy, who was older than his appearence suggested. Katie was quite a tall girl, her hair was brunette and had plenty of volume. Her make up was done to perfection and she wore a grey leather jacket with a red vest top underneath and baggy white trousers tucked into a pair of boots. Nigel (or Pipsqueak as everyone liked to call him due to his size and voice) had fluffy strawberry blonde hair and freckles, his eyes were green and his two front teeth were bigger than the rest. Him and Katie were the bestest friends out of everyone Harry knew and had known eachother the longest as well.
"Hiya everybody! Hows it going?" Katie asked in her enthusiastic voice and took a seat inbetween Ron and Hermione, who were sitting on the sofa. Pipsqueak immediatley ran to Harry and hugged him, Harry struggled out of his grip.
"No!" Harry said and scruffed Pipsqueak on the head. Pipsqueak looked up at Harry and laughed, he had seen Harry as his idol since he knew him and wanted to be just like him when he grew older. Fighting crime and scoring all the chicks (although Harry knew none of this was true- he had only had one girlfriend after all).
"So, were are we sleeping?" Pipsqueak wondered and sat on the soft rug.
"Well, Pipsqueak will be sharing with Harry and Ron. Katie, you can share with me and Hermione. If thats okay?" Ginny replied. Katie nodded.
"Yeah, cool," she smiled, "shall we unpack our things, we only brought like a back pack each." Ginny nodded and was followed upstairs by Katie and Nigel.
"Guys, isn't Mclaggen coming here aswell?" Said Harry when the three friends had dissapeared up the rickety stairs. Cormac Mclaggen had become one of their best friends near the end of fifth year and had agreed to stay with them too for the last week of the holidays.
"Yes. I believe he is." Hermione stated.
"He said he'll be here tommorow, he had to go to his parents anniversary dinner thing tonight." Ron explained as he stood up.
"Where are you going?" Asked Hermione as Ron and Harry turned towards the stairs, she too stood.
"Bed. Its getting late and we need to sort out Pip's bed." Said Ron and carried on up the stairs, Harry smiled at Hermione and followed his best friend to their bedroom, which Pipsqueak would of probably already taken over. The floor of the bedroom was already taken up by Pipsqueak's mattress and his pillows scattered here and there. Pipsqueak himself was stretching his sheet as far as it would go from corner to corner of the mattress. They spent atleast half an hour catching up with eachother until they were all called downstairs for the families favourite television show. The Weasly's tele was not in the best of conditions but they could still work out the picture reasonably well.
Harry took a seat inbetween Ron and Hermione, who were sitting on the small sofa. Molly and Arthr had an armchair each and Ginny, Katie and Pipsqueak were lying on the cosy rug in front of the television. Harry stared at Ginny's long red hair, which was draped beautifully down her smooth looking back. He reluctantly let his eyes wonder up and down her body, hopefully no one would notice (including Ginny). Although Harry hardly noticed he was doing it himself. Ginny was not wearing anything on her feet and her nails were painted a deep red, which made her look all the more attractive, which was not a good thing. Ginny talked to Katie while Harry continued to stare at her beautiful smile.
"Harry, pass me that drink would you?" Asked Ron, who was reaching for the small table in the corner of the room. Withot warning, Harry stood up and ran up the stairs. All eyes were on him. Ginny watched him go and shrugged. Eventually, everyones attention averted back to the crackling television screen, which was getting Pipsqueak rather fustrated.
"What's eating him?" Pipsqueak wondered as he chomped greedily on his buttered bread roll, which Molly had made for him. No one replied. The Weasley's were already too into the television. Night time slowley approached and all of the teenagers headed up to their sleeping areas. It was rather cosy in the boys bedroom, although very cramped. It was warm and welcoming and the boys were comfertable in their well made beds. Harry lay in his small bed and stared up at the ceiling, while Pipsqueak went on about something Harry was barely listening to.
"Which brings me to my original point... Daphne Greengrass is hot!" Pipsqueak concluded and turned out his blue night light. Harry heard Ron mumble something invloving the words 'shut up' and he lay on his side. Various images of Ginny filled his mind, her smiling, her laughing, even her frowning. Soon enought he was in a deep sleep, once again being haunted my the one he loved.
