WENT BACK AND EDITED NO PLOT CHANGES WERE MADE! I REPEAT: NO PLOT CHANGES WERE MADE!
A/N: ok I've wanted to type this story for a little while now. But I wasn't sure exactly how to start it. So here goes...
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, J.K.Rowling does.
Note: this story takes place a few years after the war, Harry is about 25 and Ginny would be about 24. This is a one shot kinda thing...
Ginny examined herself in the mirror. She was wearing a black dress, it was a halter and came to a bit above her knees. Her hair was down, and slightly curled. She had uncomfortable, strapyish black heels on, and her feet were killing her. All in all, she looked very nice.
Glaring at her reflection she muttered, "Damn Hermione, damn dress, damn shoes." she HATED her shoes. Turning sharply on her heel, she unbalanced her self and fell promptly to the floor. At that same time, there was a knock on her door.
"Coming." she said loudly, getting up and rubbing her bum, which was in a severe amount of pain after it's confrontation with the floor. Ginny opened the door to reveal her sister-in-law, Hermione. It was Hermione who had signed her up for the dance class she was about to go to, it was Hermione who had bought her the goddamn shoes, and it was Hermione's fault her bum was in a severe amount of pain do to it's confrontation with the floor.
"Are you all ready Gin?" she asked, smiling brightly. SHE didn't have to go to stupid dance lessons. Ginny replied by grabbing her little jean jacket and walking out her apartment door. "I suppose so then." Hermione said, turning off Ginny's lights and following the younger woman out.
Ginny wordlessly got into Hermione's car, and slammed her door. Hermione followed her, trying not to laugh at the child-like antics. Hermione started the car, and pulled away from the curb. They drove in silence for a few minutes before Hermione turned to her.
"You can't sit like that." she said, seeing as how Ginny was sitting, with her legs sprawled apart, and the dress rising up her legs. Ginny glared at Hermione and spread her legs some more.
"So where are these stupid dance lessons anyway." Ginny asked, looking out the car window at a very cute guy walking by.
"They are at my old dance studio, and it's a muggle place, so don't go and be all... wizardish." she said, keeping her eyes on the road.
"A MUGGLE place?" Ginny cried looking at Hermione in horror and disbelief. Her friend only nodded.
"And were here, so stop screaming your head off." She told Ginny pulling into an old parking lot in which an even older building was located. "Have fun Gin!" she called as Ginny got out of the car and slammed the door on her X-best friend, "Not best friend," she muttered to her self, "X-best friend."
Walking into the little dance studio, she looked around. There were about four other girls dressed up like her, and one in normal clothes, five guys dressed in button-up shirts and nice slacks were on the other side of the room, looking thoroughly miserable. Ginny saw familiar messy black hair, and practically ran over to Harry.
"Harry!" she said running up to him and giving him a hug. Harry smiled and hugged her back.
"What are you doing here?" they both asked at the same time. They smiled at each other, and replied, "Hermione." in unison. They stared at each other for a second as realization of what they're best friend had done to them sunk in.
"Alright, good evening and welcome to Dancing for Adults, I'm Eric Saterson, and this is Emmeline Yiknowsli. We will be your instructors for the nest five lessons. All of which are going to be held every Monday at 7:30." Every one turned to look at the man who had just announced himself and his partner. They seemed to be in their forties, both looked kind enough, but Ginny wasn't to sure. "Alright, I want every one with a partner, quickly now, we only have an hour and half." he said, motioning for everyone to hussle. Women walked quickly across the dance floor and towards their preferred dancing partners. Harry and ginny moved closer together.
"Good, now I want everyone to assume ballroom position. Now, that means, the gentlemen will place their right hand on the woman's side, right below her left arm." he demonstrated on Emmeline, "And the ladies will place their right hand on the man's shoulder. The other hand will join your partner's like so." he said, and he and Emmeline held their hands up, and placed them together(and yes this is the correct position, I took cotillion for two years, so I know a little bit.) Looking around to make sure everyone was standing correctly, Eric nodded.
Moving around the room, he adjusted couples, saying "Relax," or "She doesn't have a disease, move closer!" After a few minutes of criticizing, in which he pushed Ginny and Harry so close together, Ginny's body ended up being pressed most uncomfortably against his.
"Well, this is fun." she said sarcastically. Harry nodded and gulped, he was nervous and Ginny could tell.
"What's wrong Harry? Are you nervous?" she asked teasing him gently by scooting closer, which before had seemed impossible.
"No." Harry said, determination becoming visible on his face.
"Uh huh." Ginny said skeptically just as Eric turned on the music. A fast tune came out of the stereo, it reminded Ginny of a movie she had seen with Hermione once, and the people had done a dance called the Salsa(I have no idea how to do this, but I know it's fast, and may put Harry and Ginny in some uncomfortable positions.). Ginny gulped, that had been a very, interesting dance.
"Tonight, we will be learning the Salsa. Which is simple when you break it down. It's pretty much, rock-step together. The man will lead, pushing the lady back, and stepping forward himself. Everyone, get in position. I want the men to lead, stepping forward with their left foot. Alright, step, rock, back. Guys, your right foot stays still, all you do is rock on it. Ladies, you step back with your right, and rock with your left, then bring your right back to it's original spot. Together again. Left, rock left." he continued to chant, walking around the room, correcting everyone. Harry was staring over Ginny's shoulder, trying to concentrate, and work out on of the easiest dance steps ever created.
"Move closer, good." Eric said as he reached the two, "Look at your partner Mr. Potter, good, now go a little bit faster." he said watching their feet. Harry looked Ginny directly in the eye, and picked up his pace. "Alright, everyone, let's do two more basic forward steps, then move onto the side step." he said walking back up, and picking Emmeline up again. "Ok, now the side step is pretty much the same as the forward step. You just move your lead foot to the side, so if your left foot is your lead foot, you take a tiny step to the left, then rock with your right. And the same for your right. Ok, everyone watch and see if you can do this." he said with a smile, as he started to slowly, do the step he had just described. "Ok, now it's your turn," he told the group of young people, who sighed, and started to attempt to dance.
"Side, rock, step." Ginny said over and over again under her breath. Looking down at her feet, determined to get it right.
"Look up Ms. Weasley. Good, now quicker," Eric said and left the two to it.
"Alright, now let's try and put the two steps together, two forward steps, tow side steps, then start over. Listen to the music, find the beat, and pick it up when your ready." he said, turning the music a little louder. "Remember, the men are leading!" he said, shouting over the music. Harry waited a couple of seconds, listening to the music. Ginny listened to, and tried to pick out the beat. Just as she got it, Harry did to, because he stepped, and Ginny responded, stepping back. They did two forward steps, looking at each other's faces the whole time, then continued onto the side step. Ginny was so caught up in not messing up she didn't hear Eric walk by.
"Good job, Ms. Weasley, Mr. Potter. I'd like to show you two the back step now." he said, surprising them both. "Ms. Weasley, if you don't mind." he said offering her hand. Ginny parted from Harry's hold unwillingly. Picking her up(which is a term that I use for when they go into ballroom position), Eric began to go over the back step,(which is when they step with one foot, and turn slightly, so their shoulders are facing out, rock with the other, then step back) Ginny, was confused at first, then picked it up. Eric did it a few more times then handed her off to Harry again, who had been watching the whole time. "Alright, let's see what you two can do." he said and nodded, Harry found the beat of the music again and they started. Two forward steps, two side steps, two back steps. Then repeat it all over. Harry and Ginny completed it three times before Eric called to the whole group to stop.
"We only have thirty minutes left, so I'm going to quickly go over the back step, then show you how to make this dance even more exciting." he told every one, picking Emmeline back up, and demonstrating the back step. Harry and Ginny practiced some more, talking all the while.
"So, where did you learn to dance?" she asked him as he stepped forward again.
"I didn't, but I like this, its simple and easy." He told her smiling. Ginny smiled back.
"So Hermione cornered you too?" she asked him, taking a step to the right at the same time he did.
"Yea, she had signed me up already. She even got me all my clothes." he told her, as the repeated all the steps over.
"Same here." Ginny said as the music ended and Eric called for their attention again.
"Ok, now let's work on some simple stuff that'll make this dance more interesting. First is going to be a simple turn. Now," he said looking at the group of young adults. "The man places his hand on the woman's waist. And raises his hand in the air, so that his partner's hand comes with it." he said, showing everyone the fore mentioned steps. "And then, the young man, pushes, slightly on her waist, and she spins on the foot opposite the way she is turning lifting the other foot up." he told everyone, as Emmeline demonstrated a quick, short spin. "Alright, now everyone try, go slow so you don't hurt each other." he told them, as he and Emmeline began to walk around the room.
Harry looked at Ginny, she nodded that she was ready, and he lowered one hand, raised the other, and pushed slightly on her waist. Causing goose bumps to rise at his soft touch, and her to spin perfectly. Ginny smiled as she faced him again.
"I didn't fall!" she cried happily. Harry just laughed at her reaction. "Let's do it again!" she told him, getting ready. Harry complied, spinning her three more times.
"Alright, now I want to see you do that in the dance, after your two back steps, I want you to spin her then, do a dip, and pick her up again, and start over."
"But we haven't learned a dip yet." Ginny said nervously, she didn't want Harry to drop her!
"I know, but I'm pretty sure Mr. Potter can manage." he said smiling. "Alright ready, and go!" he called to them, and Harry and Ginny began to dance. Two forward, two side, two back, spin and dip! She repeated in her mind all through the steps. Harry spun, moving his hand to her back, and then dipped her. She was breathing heavy, and so was Harry when they finally stopped. He was looking at her, his eyes never leaving his, until of course, everyone started clapping. Looking up(still in the 'dip' position) Ginny noticed that everyone had stopped dancing and was looking a them. She smiled slightly, then stood straight up. Causing Harry to stand as well.
"Well, everyone, that's it for tonight, I'll see you all next week." he told them all as the ten people left. Smiling as Harry helped Ginny shrug on her jacket, and ten vise versa.
"Well, that was a bit embarrassing." Ginny said.
"Yea, just a bit." Harry replied, smiling at her. Ginny smiled back. For a moment the two were caught up in starring at each other that they didn't hear Hermione the first time she honked the car horn.
"Hey! Ginny! Come On!" she called, honking the horn again. This time they both looked up. "Come on Harry, Ginny let's go." she said, talking to the two like they were three-year-olds. Harry and Ginny hurried to the car, it was COLD.
"So how was it?" Hermione asked as they both climbed into the back seats. Harry waiting politely, so he didn't have the chance to look up Ginny's dress as she climbed in the car.
"Good I suppose, we go to dance together." she told Hermione leaning forward, and turning the heater on full blast. Unfortunately, it took a little while to heat up, which meant that Ginny and Harry got hit with a full blast of freezing cold air.
"Ahhhh! Turn it off!"Ginny cried, trying to block the air vent as Harry did the same. Hermione immediately turned it down.
"My god Gin, you sounded like it was causing you pain." Hermione said, having no sympathy for the shivering Ginny.
"It was, I was in pain, agony." Ginny said, falling over and landing in Harry's lap, further dramatizing her situation by moaning as if she were in serious pain. Harry and Hermione rolled their eyes at how dramatic she was.
After a few seconds more, she opened one eye, to find Harry starring down at her, an amused smile playing his lips.
"Its not working is it?" she whispered. Harry shook his head, still smiling. Ginny sighed and sat up. Hermione glanced in the rearview mirror and noticed Ginny, sitting normally now, and Harry's eyes following her movements. Hermione's grin widened.
"So what did ya'll learn?" she asked, turning onto a little side street that led to her apartment.
"Ummm, some dance." Ginny said, looking out the window at all the people walking by.
"The Salsa." Harry said, turning to look at Hermione.
"And you two danced together?" Hermione asked, trying to conceal her smile.
"Uh huh." Ginny said, looking at Harry, "Harry's a really good dancer too."
"Really?" Hermione asked her. Ginny nodded.
"Yes, Ginny's just terrible. It was my amazing dancing skill that saved us." Harry mocked. Ginny smacked his arm. He cringed.
"I am NOT a bad dancer, I'm very good thank you very much." Ginny said glaring at Harry.
"I wasn't serious." he told her nervous, she hit hard!
"Good, now tell Hermione what a good dancer I am." Ginny told him, crossing her arms. Harry rolled his eyes, but complied.
"Hermione, Ginny is an excellent dancer." Harry said, smiling at Ginny, which caused her stomach to do flip-flops, which surprised Ginny, her stomach hadn't done that in years.
"Alright, you guys can come up, I think Ron wanted to talk to you Harry. Probably about Auror training." Hermione turned to the two in the back seat who were looking at each other, with such intensity, Hermione could almost feel it herself. "You-hoo. Guys, come on. Let's go." she told the two who shook themselves and got out of the car. This time Harry couldn't help but watch Ginny as she slid over the seat and out the car. Climbing out after her, he looked at Hermione, who had her eyebrows raised in his direction. Harry avoided her gaze for the next few minutes.
"Come on , let's got inside, it's to cold to stand out here." Hermione said, walking into the lobby, and then to the elevator.
Hermione and Ron had decided to live in a muggle building. Hermione claimed that it was easier to get around, since she didn't want to apparate while she was pregnant, and the fact that her family felt more comfortable in a muggle apartment helped as well. Being an auror, Ron had been able to get their tiny fire place hooked up to the floo network. Personally, Harry and Ginny just found it a little weird.
"I get to push the button!" Ginny cried, running as fast as she could in her dress and heels.
"Noooo, you pushed it last time, it's my turn!" Harry cried, easily catching up to her in his comfortable shoes. Grabbing her by the waist, just as she reached forward to push the button for the 6 floor. He faked and evil laugh.
"Mwha ha ha! I have won!" he said, leaning forward to push the button, which brought Ginny closer, giving her a chance to push the button.
"Never! You will not succeed!" Ginny cried, lunging forward, her hand brushing the button as she caused both her and Harry to fall to the floor.
"Owww, Harry get off. I think your crushing my rib cage!" Ginny said loudly, squirming under the pressure of Harry, not that she was complaining that he was laying on top of her or anything. Harry choose to ignore her cries as he began to tickle her mercilessly.
"You may have hindered my other plot. But I will get my revenge!" he told her, continuing to tickle her. Ginny was lying on the floor, laughing when the elevator finally came to a stop. The door opened and there stood Ron, who was trying not to laugh at the two.
"Hey Harry, what are you doing on top of my little sister?" Ron asked, looking at the two a little bit closer.
"She pushed the button, and it was MY turn." he said, hoping Ron would agree that that was completely unfair.
"Yes, and he tried to stop me, and I still won!" Ginny cried happily. Harry turned to look at her, a smile slowly creeping on to his face. Leaning closer, he got ready to tickle her again.
"No Harry! Please, no stop the tickling!" she said, her face turning from triumph, to fear.
When it appeared she could no longer breathe, Harry stopped. Looking at her with a triumphant grin, he leaned down in her ear and whispered, "Who won now?"
As Ginny felt his warm breath on her ear, she shivered. Harry smiled as he felt her shiver beneath him, and got up. Offering Ginny a hand, he helped her up. Ginny looked at it nervously, as if it too, would make her have some strange feeling that she hadn't had in years.
"What's wrong Gin? Nervous." he taunted.
"Not a chance Potter." and taking his hand, she stood up.
"Come on, I think Hermione just came up on the other lelivatare."(yes, Ron is suppossed to say that wrong, remember, he can't say anything right!) he told them walking towards the other elevator door.
Hermione was indeed standing in the other doorway, and when she saw Harry and Ginny, she glared. The two looked at each other nervously, and Ginny hid behind Harry.
"Did you two have fun, running through the lobby?" she asked them walking towards Harry, who took a step back, and almost tripped over Ginny. Harry gulped as she continued to stare. "I had to convince the manager, that you were terribly sorry, and that it wouldn't happen again. He threatened to throw us out!" Hermione yelled, advancing another step towards the two.
"Hermione you should really calm down, this stress isn't good for the baby." Harry stuttered nervously. Hermione continued to glare, and Harry gulped again. He heard a noise in the corner, and he turned to see his best mate, laughing at him.
"Some best mate you are!" he said, glaring at his friend. "You aren't even trying to help us out. I mean, your wife is yelling at us, and we didn't so anything wrong." he said, ignoring the look of rage on Hermione's face.
"Harold James Potter,"she began very quietly, which Harry suspected wasn't very good. "I suggest you stop talking right now. Before you say something else stupid." Hermione told him. Her voice increasing in volume.
"Um, Harry, I think it's time for us to go now. It was really wonderful to see you. Ron, Hermione." she said, grabbing Harry's arm, and turning on the spot, disapparating to her own home.
"Thank Merlin, we got out of there." Ginny said, plopping down onto her couch. "Did you see the look on her face?" she asked looking at Harry. Suddenly her face changed, and she grinned at him, which made him nervous. "That was one of the stupidest things I do believe you have ever said." she told him, leaning forward, and resting her elbows onto her knees. Harry was starring at her, lost for words as he realized how low cut her dress really was. Ginny seemed to guess his thoughts, because the next thing he said was, "I think I'll go change out of this. It's a bit uncomfortable." and with that she was brushing past him, leaving a trail of the most delicious smell in the world, behind her.
Harry sat down on her couch, rubbing his forehead as he thought. HE couldn't be falling in love with Ginny, he couldn't. He had done this already, they had ended their relationship. It hadn't worked, so why was he feeling like this. Life was easy when he didn't have to worry about liking his friends little sister. But that isn't all she is he thought, she's a healer-in-training. And she's pretty too. Wait, she's Ron's little sister, I can't think like that. He shook his head about to get up when Ginny walked back in, wearing what looked like one of her older brother's old t-shirts, and some shorts. Even in old clothes, she looks beautiful. He thought, then mentally shook himself, no thinking like that.
"So, are you going to hang around here all night, or are you going home anytime soon?" She asked, walking into the kitchen and waving her wand, producing two small cups of coffee.
"Well" he told her, looking a the mugs on the table. "I suppose I can stay for a little while." he said, pulling out a chair for both Ginny and himself, sitting down. Ginny smiled and sat down.
"So, what has been going on in the life of Mr. Harry Potter?" she asked, taking a sip of her coffee. Harry grimaced, 'you could just read the Prophet you know." he told her, taking a sip of his own coffee.
"I could, but why would I want to do that, when I could just get the real story live?" she asked him, warming her hands on her coffee mug.
"Well, I suppose that most of it has been spent at the Ministry, working with the other aurors to round up the last of the Death Eaters. And the dance lessons, with Eric." he made a face at the instructors name.
"Ah, yes, the dreaded lessons, which I must say, were quite fun today." she told him smiling.
"I suppose." he said as silence fell over the two. "Don't you think it's a little weird how Hermione signed us up for the same class, and didn't tell either one of us?" He asked, confusion evident on his face.
"Yea, I was thinking about that." Ginny said, frowning at the thought of her friend. "But I don't think now is a good time to bug her about it." she said, looking up after a few moments of silence. Harry nodded.
The two sat there in comfortable silence, until Ginny broke it with a rather large yawn.
"Oh, Gin, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kept you up this late. I should be going." he told her standing up.
"No, really it'sāā." she yawned again. "Fine." she continued.
"Ginny, your about to fall asleep on the table. I think I should go." he told her smiling and looking down. "Come on, it's time for bed." he said, helping her get up. Looking down, he picked her up and carried her to her room. "Good night Gin." he said leaning down and kissing her lightly on the top of her head.
"G'night Harry." she said, rolling over and going to sleep. Harry watched her sleep for a few more minutes, then apparated back to his own home.
Taking a shower, then climbing into his own bed. He went to sleep, his thoughts on Ginny.
A/N: First chapter, if I don't get any reviews, then I might not post anymore... so review guys! I hope you guys enjoyed it! 4,108 words! Yes!
Haley
Oh my gosh, there were so many mistakes in there! I can't believe it, I just edited it guys, no plot changes, so it wasn't anything to re-read, unless you're like me, and like for things to be grammatically correct! I even called Ginny Lily, once, which for some reason I have a problem with doing! I'm so sorry, and I will definitely try to keep a watch out for all the stupid mistakes I made.
