.:Fireflies and Sunsets:.
And so it went. Every night after the house was asleep, Harry and Ginny would sneak out. At first Hermione was mad, telling Harry off when he came to the door, but about a week in, she just said "Hello" and went back to reading her book. Finally, on the last night before term started, Harry and Ginny took the initiative to come down with "stomach aches" and skip dinner to watch the sunset.
"Harry, it's so beautiful" said Ginny, who was laying in his arms, staring up the glorius sunset, the sky orange and pink, and hte crescent moon shone visibly over their head, a few stars dotted the sky.
"Yes it is."she looked up at him, fully expecting him to be looking at the magnificent sunset, but he was looking at her. She felt a slight redness creep over her cheeks, but she didn't care. He began to play with her hair, twisting it around his finger. She marveled at how she felt so natural, so right in his arms, more natural and right than breathing. Shew wondered what would happen if anyone found them, though she knew they wouldn't. She found this spot when she was 11, her first summer back from Hogwarts. It was hidden by a weeping willow, and it overlooked a small valley in which there were wildflowers and rabbits would play. Now it was bathed in wonderous shower of pink, orange and now purple and blue of dusk.
"Harry, I didn't tell you, but only you and I know of this spot. I found it when I was 11 and sinec then, I've come down here to relax, dream and think of..."
"What?"
"You." she sank deeper into the warmth of his arms and closed her eyes. She was awoken by a tap on her shoulder. She saw the sun was almost down.
"Fin, look" Harry pointed at the valley and she saw thousands of fireflies, lighting up at random.
"It's so..." she thought for a moment "magical" and with the blanket of Harry and the stars, she fell into a deep, easy slumber.

Harry watched her for near an hour, watched her breathe, smiled as she smiled and wrapped his arms more tightly around her when she shivered. He looked down on his watch and saw it was almost eleven. He knew at eactly 11:13 Ron would go to the bathroom, and he would be alarmed if Harry wasn't there. He picked her up and smiled as the put her around his shoulders. He made his way back up to the towering Burrow.
It wasn't hard to carry Ginny, she was skinny and petite, and he got to her and Hermione's room a few minutes later. He quietly kicked the door and Hermione answered, stepping aside to let him lay her on the bed. He pulled the quilt over her, and sat down, stroking her hair. She opened her eyes.
"Wha...Harry?"
"Shhh. Go back to sleep" He held a hand on her cheek and kissed her softly. After she closed her eyes once more, he stroked her red curls again, staring down lovingly at the red haired angel until he sensed someone watching him. He looked up and saw Hermione smiling.
"Do you want a kiss too Hermione?"
"No!"
"Oh, I forgot, it would be another certain Weasly who you would be snogging."
"Harry James Potter! I never... well, you cought me." he smiled, glad she finally admitted it.
"Do you know how romantic you are Mr. Potter?"
"What? All I did was carry her up!"
"I know you watched the sunset...the most romantic thing Ron has done for me was pick me some flowers from his Mum's garden. He's only kissed me twice!"
"It's ok Hermione..." Harry realized how funny it was that he was talking to his best friend about her kissing his other best friend.
"Could you, um, teach him?"
"Teach him what?" he asked, alarmed.
"How to be romantic. Not kissing, his kissing is fine, but, I don't know, some of the stuff you did with Ginny."
"Oh yeah, I'll say "Hey Ron, how about sneaking out at Midnight to snog Hermione like I did with Ginny." he'll really go for that!"
"I mean sunsets and stuff like that"
"Why don't you tell him?"
"I can't"
"Ok, ok. G'night Hermione." she ran over to him and hugged him.
"What was that for?"
"For making Ginny happy. Night Harry." He left and went to his room to find Ron awake.
"Where have you been? I saw you go into Hermione's room."
"To tell you the truth, I went downstairs to go get some fresh air and Ginny was out there, and we talked for a while and I was seeing that she got in ok."
"I saw you carrying her."
"You need sleep Ron."
"Why were you in there so long?"
"We kept on talking."
"Were you..."
"No, Ron. In any case, we couldn't have done anything with Hermione right there, could we?"
"Would you..."
"No Ron, go to sleep." Ron gave him a final suspicious look before laying down and falling asleep.
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A/N: Did you like it? Bit of romance. Yes, by the way, I have been nomitated for the understatement of the year award. I'll stop blabbering. Thanks to all for reading, there will be a new chapter next Wednesday.