It had been a week since the surprise engagments of Harry and Ginny, and Ron and Hermione. They had not yet gotten a chance to tell the Weasley family about what had happened that night, and didn't realy plan to any time soon. Soon after everything had been sorted out with Ron and Hermione, George had spoken to Harry, saying if he ever caught Harry with another girl he would curse off Harrys...welll...You know xD
Nothing truely exciting had happened during that week, the four couldn't believe that they were soon to be married.
'Harry...' Someone whispered out of the dark making Harry jump slightly.
'Ginny?' He asked cautiously.
Ginny pulled off Harry's invisibilty cloak and walked over to Harry. 'Ron kicked me out.' she whispered, sitting down on the end of Harry's bed.
'Oh..' Said Harry, his smirk covered up by the darkness around him.
'Yeeah, so I got kicked out of MY own room, so he can...' She shuddered, while Harry silently chuckled.
Ginny walked over and opened the window, alowing a cool breeze to enter the room, and her to be bathed in the moonlight. Harry checked the clock and realised how late it really was. 'Gin, go to sleep, it's almost three!' Harry silently got of his bed, to allow Ginny to lay down.
'I will go to bed if you come with me' She smirked.
Harry knew she was joking around, but he desided to play along for some fun. 'Fine then...' He smirked and sat down close to Ginny, and started to play around with her bra strap.
'Oh you are one evil boy, Potter, but i wont let you win!' She kissed Harry softly.
Harry returned the kiss, and licked her lips to ask for entrance. She allowed his tounge to enter her mouth. Harry massaged his tounge againts her, holding her close to his body. The couple kissed pationately for several minutes before breaking apart. 'Best you got, Potter?' Ginny laughed slightly.
'I got better...' Harry smirked, and continued the kiss. Harry started to fiddle the straps tying Ginny's shirt on. Ginny wouldn't give up, she knew Harry would crack soon enough, if she just kept playing along. Ginny took off Harry's top, and continued to let Harry fiddle with her top, however not assisting him to slightest bit. After a slight moment, Harry had managed to undo the top, and it fell down a little to reveal the top of her bra. He kissed her once more. Ginny started to fiddle with the belt buckle on his pants, just as a loud screach filled the room...
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Ron sat on Hermione's bed, kissing her pationately. Screwed up on the floor was Hermione's top and Ron's shirt. Ron was fiddling with Hermione's lacy bra strap, trying to undo it without breaking apart from the kiss. Hermione broke away from the kiss and mvoed back slightly. She smiled at the trouble Ron was having with her bra.
Ron kissed her neck, leaving a mark, but before he could do anymore, a loud screach filled the room...
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Ginny jumped up, and threw the invisibility cloak over her, and slowly snuck out of the room, and downstairs. Harry put his shirt back on, and smirked as he listened to Mrs Weasley go off her nut, and how lucky he was that he wasn't the one caught.
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'How dare you do that here, and with your sister in the same room!' Mrs Weasley pointed to a small mass of pillows which she had mistaken for her daughter. Hermione had never been redder, and no-one had ever seen Mrs Weasley this angry before. She looked like a dragon, who could breathe fire at any moment, burning the couple into a crisp. 'Be glad I don't cut your manhood of, younge man! If i ever catch you even looking at Hermione the wrong way again most likely I will!' 'GET OUT! NOW!'
Ron grabbed his shirt and ran out of the roon looking scared for his life. He ran into his room and locked the door. He glared at Harry, who rolled around on his bed, laughing so hard he was crying. ron grabbed the closest thing in his reach, and threw it hard towards him.
'Careful, Ron, don't wanna loose your manhood' Harry laughed harder.
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Ginny snuck back into her room, just as her mother was leaving, after a talk with Hermione. Ginny took the cloak off, and laughed at the look on Hermione's face. 'Have fun?' She smirked
'Your mother ... well i told her Ron had a surprise to tell her tomorrow. She gave me a huge talk about motherhood, I think she thinks i'm pregnate or something.' She gave a nervace laugh.
Ginny smiled. 'If you were pregnate, what would you name it?'
'Boy or girl?'
'Both...'
'I'm not so sure...' Hermione rolled onto her side so she was facing Ginny. 'What about you?'
'Well, I know it would meen alot to Harry if we used James or Sirius, and i always loved the name Lily, Lily Potter...' Ginny smiled to herself.
'Yeah... I think Harry would like that. I do like the name rose though, maybe...I'm not so sure..' Hermione let her mind wander, thinking about baby names.
'When do you plan on having a baby then?'
'Hmm... maybe around twenty...sooner or later...I'm not so sure...' Ginny said softly. She checked her clock and realised that she had to be awake in an hour or two, and really didn't see the point of going to sleep. She turned the light on, and sat up on her bed. She waved her mugs and two cups of hot chocolate apeared. 'What shall we talk about?' Ginny smiled, waving her wand so one of the hot chocolate zoomed over to Hermione.
And so the two girls stayed up all night talking about whatever though came to mind, and yet the guys were... well being guys.
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'Who do ya think will win quuiditch this year?' Ron fiddled with a peice of loose string on his sheet.
'No idea, I heard that Krum was expected to take his team to victory this year. Though Ireland are still in the running aswell, Maybe it will be those two teams facing off again?'
'Woah that woould be bloody brilliant!' Ron lay down and lost himself with quidditch thought, while Harry's mind wandered over to Ginny, and started to think of his wedding day.
He imagined himself in his dress robes of black, and Ginny wearing a white gorgeous gown, that complimented her every curve. He pictured the croud watching the couple say that they loved eachother, and wanted to be with eachother as long as they lived. He then started to imagin where he would live with her, in a lovely small cottage by the ocean. He pictured Ginny taking a walk down the beach, with a small bump under he dress, that small bump which would soon enough be Harry's son or daughter. His thoughs soon turned into his dreams, as he fell into a peacfull sleep, only to be desterb an hour later...
