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So off we go!

Chapter 2- Embarrassing costumes and love letters

"What we're your parents like?" Ginny finally asked after a long pause as she thought of her first question. Harry wasn't quite sure what he was expecting, but this wasn't it.

"Huh?" Oh smooth, Harry's brain groaned. Geez, now you seem like some incompetent idiot.

But luckily, Ginny didn't mind. She seemed to be as surprised with her own words as Harry was. "Um, what were your parents like?"

An image of his parents looking over him while he was in his crib came to his mind, and Harry smiled.

"My mother was beautiful and kind."

"Hello Harry, how is my sweet little boy today?"

"I have her green eyes, but she also had red locks. Sort of like you. And she was smart-"

Lily took a stool and sat down next to the crib. Then she reached behind her and, with an "oof", dropped a dusty, worn-out, and very large book on to her lap. "Today Harry, we're going to learn about the Troll Revolution. Now lets here…"

"-Sort of like you Gin." Harry said with a modest grin, and Ginny blushed.

"My Dad of the other hand-"

"Lily, if you're going to teach Harry something, it should at least something interesting. Now listen here son-"

"-Well, he was exactly what my mother hated. He was arrogant, a jock, a ladies man, and a chauvinistic pig. But he of course, saw her as a challenge, which gave Lily another reason to say no when he asked her out yet again."

"Really?" Ginny laughed

"Oh yeah. And when James wasn't trying to use chivalry on Lil, he was pulling pranks with the other Marauders. They were best friends in Hogwarts, and their pranks can only be second to your brothers. There was my dad, and Lupin. Yeah my dad was friends with him, he was the Hermione of the group. And then there was Peter Pettigrew. He's the reason I don't have them anymore. Oh, and of course, there was Sirius-"

Harry stopped. His chest tightened, and he felt as thought someone had just pushed him in a lake of freezing water. Ginny, sensing the loss of words for pain, scooted closer, and once again took his hand. She gently squeezed and tried to give him a reassuring smile.

"Harry?"

"I'm fine." Harry muttered. "Anyway, this is Truth right? We're telling the truth. Sirius was dad's closest mate, and they were pretty much brothers. Most of the time during the summer, Sirius lived at James's house. He was also the best man at my parent's wedding, and when I was born, Sirius was named my godfather."

"Oh." Was all Ginny could say. "Now its your turn. You can ask my a question."

Harry wasn't really up to asking questions about Ginny's life, but if it kept the two of them talking, and Ginny's hand still entwined with his, then Harry would comply.

"What's your biggest fear?" Harry asked her, and she snapped her head to look at him questioningly.

"My biggest fear?"

"Yeah, what are you scared of most?" Harry clarified.

Ginny sighed, and let go of Harry's hand so she could wrap her arms around her body. She kept her gaze on the grass in front of her, not wanting to look at Harry.

"I'm afraid that I'll be left behind. When the war really begins, I'm scared that I'll be made to stay behind." She finally connected with Harry. "Just because I'm the youngest and the only girl in the family, doesn't mean I'm not tough. I want to fight."

"You're an amazing witch." Harry complimented with a smile. "You'll have your chance to fight."

Now it was his turn to take her hand, which of course he had no objection too. But now they sat in silence, holding hands as they eyed the dimly lit castle, and the glistening lake surrounding it.

"What's your most embarrassing moment?" Harry raised an eyebrow as he glanced back down at Gin, who was smiling mischievously at him.

"It was Dudley's eighth birthday party. And it was a costume party. Yes, you can just imagine the horror. Dudley decided that he wanted to be Superman, but he looked more like Little Porky Man in Tights. So half of my embarrassment was because I had to look at him all night zooming through the air, and ready to duck for cover if a seam looked too stretched. The other half came from my own costume. I was given Dudley's costume from when he was three and dressed up like Po from the Teletubies. I'll clarify what this meant since you had the blessing to be raised without the horror of kids' television. Basically I was a small, red, unisex Martian who rode around on a scooter. I was forced to ride around the party, with Dudley's old squeaky scooter passing out cake with one hand."

Ginny, who had tried so hard not to laugh, was so purple from holding it back, she could not do so any longer. She let out a fit of giggles, and collapsed on her back trying to breathe.

"Oh my gosh Harry!" She gasped AN: Ok, so I know that sounds very, very dirty and sat back to her upright position. "I wish I had been there. Boy, oh boy."

Harry was a little embarrassed she thought it was that funny. His face was turning pink, and he put his hands on his hips AN: Angry, embarrassed, and pink Harry: Swoon!.

"Really Gin, it's not that funny." He growled, glowing even more scarlet.

Why had he told Ginny?

Oh yeah, they were playing Truth.

Well…two could play at that game.

"Okay, okay, enough's enough- it's my turn."

Ginny coughed a last chuckle, and then she folded her knees so she sat pretzel style and placed her hands on her ankles.

"Okay Harry. Hit me."

At first Harry had thought she said kiss me, so for a moment there, Harry was weighing what he wanted to do more. But then Ginny repeated her words and Harry flushed- yet again.

"Right, right. Hmmm…" He thought…and he thought…and he thought…

A sudden image of a Minute Maid Pink Lemonade can hitting him mentally in the head popped up and Harry straightened up. "Ok…aha!"

Knowing his question, he grinned evilly at Gin as though warning her.

"What does Dean write to you in those love letters of his?" Harry was pretty proud of himself for thinking of this.

"What?" Ginny was stunned, and her faced clearly showed it. Eyes bulging out and ablaze, ears pink, and hands that looked like they'd fit perfectly around his neck… "How do you know about the love letters?"

"Ron of course. He was cursing for ten minutes straight about how he was going to chase Dean around the school with Hermione's curling iron. I mentioned something about a drag queen but of course he had no idea what I was talking about. Anyway, so spill."

Ginny stood up furiously, not bothering to mind Harry's foot which she "accidentally" stomped. Harry jumped up after her and bounded to catch up her as she marched hurriedly to the castle doors.

"Ah, come on Gin-I was just having a bit of fun! I told you about Po remember? Besides, its Truth right? Come on-" Harry reached her arm, gripped it and spun Ginny around, so her glaring eyes were piercing into his. "You can tell me Gin. We're friends right?" He whispered sadly.

"Fine." Ginny said hotly. "I don't remember all of them-" The look on Harry's face when she said 'all of them' gave her satisfaction. "Yes, Potter- all of them. But anyway, one I do remember distinctly was one that he wrote me during a Quidditch match against Slytherin. He said simply that he would snog me until Malfoy caught the snitch."

It only took Harry a second to know what this meant, and he was beginning to wonder why he thought the question was so bloody brilliant.

"Well Harry, I hope that made your manly ego shrink." Ginny said with a huff when they reached the castle's front doors. "Goodnight Harry.' She wrenched them open and was about to walk away when she turned back around at him, her face only inches away from his. "And if you saw any of that to Ron, I will come after you with my own curling iron. And this time, it won't be unplugged." And with that she stepped back into the shadows of the school and disappeared.

Harry stood in silence for a moment, as though petrified.

"Bloody hell."

'And it's only just begun.' His brain sighed.

AN: Sorry, another short one. They'll get longer once the school day starts.

I've been thinking about where this fits in the Harry Potter series, chronologically I mean. Probably the beginning of the Seventh one. Snape will still be there (don't worry though, we'll have fun with him (I swear, not dirty!)), and Ginny's going out with Dean, yadda yadda yadda. Mk, enough of me, review my story! Haha, so maybe having to do with me, but it's you telling me what you think. And also, if you have suggestions of questions to either of them, I'll try my best to fit them in!

Anyway, ta ta till next time!