A/N:
Heya! This is my first HarryxGinny FanFic! Yay! I hope you all like
it! Oh, for the parts where it's Ginny's P.O.V., I changed it to
where it made sense, such as the 'he's' are 'she's' and
stuff. Song: Teenage Dirtbag by Wheatus Disclaimer:
No ownership over song or characters! Thanks!
Harry sighed as he looked over at the red-headed girl in front of her. The War was over. While he was fighting Voldemort, he had only had one thing on his mind: Her. Ginevra Weasly.
Her
name is Noel
I have a dream about her
She rings my bell
I
got gym class in half an hourHe
jumped as he felt a hand on his shoulder, "Wha?! Oh. Ron. Just
you."
His best friend pursed his lips, huffing, "Well. That's nice. Thanks alot Mate." He sighed and said, "Come on Mate, Potions."
Oh
how she rocks
In Keds and tube socks
But she doesn't know who I
am
And she doesn't give a damn about meHarry
nodded, but stayed a few feet behinde Ron and Hermione as they held
hands and laughed. He was glad for his friends, finally being
together. He knew it was what they'd wanted, and he was happy that
they were.
He had to keep down a roar of anger as Ginny walked past him, her latest boy-toy's arm wrapped around her waist.
Right now, Harry wanted nothing more than to be up in the Common Room, listening to his Weird Sisters album.
Cause
I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby
Yeah I'm just a teenage dirtbag
baby
Listen to Iron Maiden baby with me
Ginny looked back at Harry, feeling a familiar clutching in her stomache. Her boyfriend, John, had been droning on about...something. Only when he laughed did she take her eyes off of Harry's form. "I'm sorry... My mind was elsewhere, what did you say?"
He raised his blonde eyebrow, "I said, 'I wonder why Potter's been staring at you all week.'"
Ginny was purely shocked. What? He's beenstaring at her? But...he dumped her! Why... "Oh, no reason I'm sure..."
She watched Hermione turn to talk to Harry, and felt instantly jealous.
His
girlfriend's a dick
And she brings a gun to school
And she'd
sI'mply kick
My ass if she knew the truthShe
tried to spend as much time as she could eith Hermione to see if she
felt anything for Harry. But, she came up with nothing. Hermione was
head-over-heels for Ron.
But, what got Ginny was, how could you spend that much time with someone as wonderful as Harry and not love them? Ginny decieded that Hermione was a great actress.
She
lives on my block
And she drives an Iroc
But she doesn't know
who I am
And she doesn't give a damn about me
Ginny spent the whole afternoon convinsing herself that Hermione didn't fancy Harry. That she herself was the only female in all of Hogwarts who did. Either that, or, they were all just as convinced as she used to be that Hermione and him were and item.
Hermione walked over to her, "Hey Ginny! We're all going to Hogsmeade later on, wanna come?"
Ginny nodded, "Sure. But...first...I gotta...do something."
"John?"
"Yeah."
Ginny left Hermione to do something that'd become quite a hobby of her's...break up with her boyfriend.
Cause
I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby
Yeah I'm just a teenage dirtbag
baby
Listen to Iron Maiden baby with meHarry
ran a hand through his hair, sighing again. I'm
a bloody idiot. There's no way she loves me...Then
why
was she staring at you?I'm
The Boy Who Lived, lately, who hasn't
been staring at me...Fine!
Go ahead and sulk, meanwhile, she's being swept off her feet by her
boyfriend DuJour!
Yeeah
dirtbag, no she doesn't know what she's missin
Yeeah dirtbag, no
she doesn't know what she's missinGinny
groaned, wanting to get it through Johns head that it was
through.
"John, listen. I truly am--"
"It's about Potter isn't it?"
Ginny flushed, "N-No."
"Yes it is!" he yelled, "I've seen the way you two look at each other! You're in love with another bloke!"
Ginny felt her hart stop. She didn't just fancy Harry. "You're right."
He opened his mouth to yell again, but shut it abruptly, "I...what?"
She smiled widely, looking somewhat mad. "You're right. I'm in love with Harry Potter."
Man
I feel like mold
It's prom night and I am lonely
Low and
behold
She's walking over to me
Later
on that day in Hosmeade, Harry was talking to Ron about school,
Quiddtich and Hermione, when Ginny walked into the room.
Harry instantly fell silent as his throat dried up, like everytime he laid eyes on the gorgeous being infront of him. Girl wasn't enough. Neither was woman. The only word close enough was Goddess, though that didn't even signify it well enough.
His heart burst when Ginny smiled at him and started twoard him, her eyes never leaving his.
Harry also stood up, leaving Ron curious at the behavior of his best mate.
This
must be fake
My lip starts to shake
How does she know who I
am
And why does she give a damn about me
He walked forward three steps until he and Ginny were right up against each other.
"Hi." he whispered.
She smiled. "Hey."
"So..."
She sighed, her cheeks poofing out, "I broke up with John."
'I've
got two tickets to Iron Maiden baby
Come with me Friday, don't say
maybe
I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby like
you...'"Wh...Why?"
Ginny almost laughed, but controlled it. "Because Potter. I'm complete over the bloody moon in love with you."
Yeeah
dirtbag, no she doesn't know what she's missin
Yeeah dirtbag, no
she doesn't know what she's missinHarry
smiled. "Ginny..."
"What?"
He kissed her nose. "I'm abso-" left cheek, "bleeding-lutley," right cheek, "head over heels," right eyelid, "down on my knees," left eyelid. He paused, looking deep into her eyes. "In love with you."
She smiled as she presed her lips to his. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, and deepened the kiss. He'd never felt happier.
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Ginny melted into the kiss and smiled even wider as Harry's tongue entered her mouth. Sighing happily, she wrapped her arms around his neck, loving how she could feel evry inch of his body, and the warmth that it radiated.
She must be in heaven.
No...
Heaven couldn't be better.
