Author's Note: Hey... what do you know, a cookie. Cookies are good eats, aren't they...?
I'm really sorry it's taken me so long to update this. If you follow my other stories you'll know that my computer crashed awhile ago, and I lost a great deal of writing... including the nearly-completed third chapter of this story, as well as the entire plan for its plotline. Since then I've gone through an awful lot of stuff that's prevented me from revisiting the story... but now, I'm essentially, and I hate to say it, starting from scratch... You never know, maybe it'll turn out better than it would've before.
Please review... I can't guarantee when the rest of this chapter'll be up, but I wanted to post this cookie so you'd all know I was still alive, and that this story won't fall by the wayside and into oblivion... coughAuguriesofInnocencecough... Heh, in typing this author's note it struck me how great it would be if someone would come up with an actual Unbreakable Cookie... well, at least one that wouldn't crumble so easily when you don't want it to. That'd be nice... mmm...
Harry Potter and the Unbreakable Vow
Potter47
Chapter Three
Cookie
"You know, I rather like this whole snogging business."
Harry put his mouth back to Ginny's for what felt like the thousandth time in ten minutes, and he wanted nothing more than another thousand... After a moment, though, she broke the kiss and moved her lips to his cheek, to his jaw, to his neck, and kissed him lightly there...
"Me too," she whispered, before coming back up for another kiss on the mouth.
They'd been sitting there by the lake for God-knew-how-long, and surely lunch would almost be over by now, they'd have to return to the school... but Harry most certainly did not want to.
Harry tightened his grip on Ginny's back, pulling her even closer to him (which was a bit ridiculous, as they were closer than close already) and kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss... they're lips touching and untouching and touching over and over and over and it was the most amazing feeling in the world...
Then, the repeated kissing stopped, and they simply stayed just the way they were, motionless as though by prior agreement, connected at the mouth in pure euphoria. After what felt like a year and a second at the same time, Harry opened his eyes, not breaking the kiss, and saw that Ginny's eyes were open as well.
As their gazes met, both sets of lips quirked up as one in a two-person smile that would leave every other smile Harry would ever have feeling more than a bit lacking.
Finally, after another euphoric eternity, they broke apart, still smiling just plain goofy smiles. Ginny settled down next to Harry then, rather than atop him, and he wrapped his arm round her shoulders. She tucked her head into his neck, and he rested his own on hers.
"You're amazing, Gin," said Harry, then, and there was something in his voice that made it abundantly clear he wasn't just speaking of her snogging skills.
"You're more amazing," she said. Something about her tone told Harry that her eyes were closed, but he wouldn't move for the life of him to see, that would just be foolish.
Harry closed his eyes as well and concentrated in the feel of her hair on his cheek... he tried his hardest to ignore the fact that they would have to return to the school sooner rather than later...
Then, after another silence—a perfect, comfy silence—words rushed forth from both their mouths as though a dam had burst in both at the very same moment:
"I think I love you."
A moment while the "you"s faded from their ears, and then both Harry and Ginny laughed a funny little laugh that neither had ever laughed before.
"We're crazy, it's only been a few days..." said Harry.
"I've heard crazier things," said Ginny.
Harry breathed in deep and smelt Ginny in the air, that sweet scent he remembered from the Burrow... he tightened his arm round her shoulder. Ginny took hold of his other hand and kissed each fingertip, one at a time, over and over while he thought of what to say next.
"I do love you," he said finally. "There's no thinking about it, you're the most amazing person in the whole wide world..."
"No I'm not," said Ginny. "You're much amazing-er."
There was some odd quality in their speech, as though they were in a dream...
Then:
"I love you too, Harry." She folded his fingers in her hand and began kissing his knuckles softly.
"I have this strange feeling that this isn't going to go away," said Harry softly, quickly, as though he were worried she wouldn't understand. "Like... like this is the sort of thing that lasts forever..."
Ginny looked up at him, then, her eyes open and brown and bright right near his face. "I think it could be," she said, smiling at him. "I really do..."
"It feels so..." began Harry, and Ginny finished with him: "right..."
They chuckled softly again, and their eyes seemed positively magnetised, gazes stuck to each other stronger than a Permanent Sticking Charm...
Harry leaned down and Ginny leaned up and they met in the middle and kissed once again, soft and light and short and yet somehow fervent and strong, and altogether amazing...
Then:
"I love you, Ginny... forever. I promise."
Ginny smiled the most beautiful smile in the world, and echoed the vow: "I love you too, Harry. No matter what... I promise."
No matter what...
No matter...
I promise...
