Wake Up Call
Spoilers- Deathly Hallows.
Disclaimer- everything belongs to J.K.R
Note- Tomorrow is my birthday, hence the fic-age.
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Harry Potter was deeply, and happily, in the middle of a dream. He was warm and his bed was soft. Harry sighed and snuggled into the covers.
"Harry."
Harry's nose twitched.
"Harry Potter."
Harry rolled over.
"Har-ry."
He pulled the blankets up over his head.
Harry jerked upright as a hard slap landed on his head.
"Oy, Potter!"
Harry flailed about for his wand. A strong hand wrapped around his wrist.
"You don't need your wand, Harry."
"Ginny?" Harry asked groggily.
"Were you expecting someone else?"
"Wha?"
Ginny rolled her eyes and bodily forced Harry onto his back. Ignoring his startled gasp, Ginny threw a leg over him and sat on his stomach. She leaned forward and kissed him gently.
"Good morning, Mr. Potter."
"Hmm," Harry agreed.
Ginny leaned down to kiss him again, and frowned when Harry stiffened.
"What?"
"Ginny!" Harry hissed. "We're at the Burrow! Your mother!"
"Is too busy trying to organize Percy's wedding to be bothered with us."
Harry relaxed, a smirk stealing over his features. He reached up to cup Ginny's hips. "Well then I owe you a good morning kiss."
Ginny leaned down again.
"Harry, Mum sent me up here to wake- Ahh!"
Ginny groaned and rested her head on Harry's chest. "Foiled again."
She smiled briefly as she listened to Ron flail about on the landing.
"Same time tomorrow?" Harry murmured
"You're on, Potter."
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