Originally posted as the second chapter of The Potters' Grimmauld Place, but I felt all these little stories deserved their own space so here we are! Please review and hope you enjoy!


Harry opened his apartment door to find a quidditch robe thrown on the floor. Several feet away was a boot with the second haphazardly tossed near by. Harry followed the trail of socks, gloves, pants, shirt…..bra and underwear into the bathroom.

He couldn't help but smile as he leaned against the doorframe to enjoy the view from where he stood.

Ginny, completely immersed in the hot, tub water but her head, opened a single eye to acknowledge his presence.

"Rough practice," he teased crossing his arms, still admiring the scene.

"Brutal," she said closing her eye again.

"I can make it better," he grinned, moving forward while attempting to take off his shoe then the other before slipping his sweater over his head.

"Don't even think about it," Ginny retorted not even opening an eye.

"But…." Harry sputtered.

"Touch me and your dead, Harry."