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"Gin! Ginny, wake up! Time for breakfast!"

"Go. Away." Ginny was not someone that you should wake up, and everyone knew it. She didn't know why this annoying voice was braving her wrath today.

"Come on Gin! You need to wake up!"

"Harry, get out of here," she mumbled angrily. She didn't care if she loved him or if she was being rude. She was up late last night talking to Hermione and wanted to sleep in. She looked over at Hermione's cot and wasn't surprised to see that it was empty and neatly made. Hermione always got up early.

"But Ginny, you have to get up!"

Ginny, who had had enough, quickly sat up and started shouting, "LET ME SLEEP HARRY! So help me, if I was of age I would take my wand and…" But then she saw the sly grin on his face, and it registered in her mind what day it was. "And do this!" She grabbed her wand so fast that he didn't have time to block it. She said the first spell that came to her – which lucky for Harry was only the jelly legs jinx – and in a quick flash of light he was grabbing her bed post in order to keep from collapsing on the floor. Ginny gave a shout of triumphant laughter and then shot Harry a superior look.

"Should have seen that coming…" Harry grumbled to himself, and then said to Ginny, "I would have blocked that if it wasn't your birthday."

"Sure, Potter, whatever you say." And then, because she was suddenly in a better mood, released him from the jinx and gave him a hug. She always loved seeing what Harry looked like in the morning; his hair was always a little messier than usual and it was the time of day when he was the most relaxed. Harry leaned in for a kiss, but she pulled away from him.

"Ew, gross, morning breath!" she exclaimed and then rushed out of the room towards the bathroom to brush her teeth. Harry chuckled and slowly followed her, leaning against the doorframe while he watched her. She ignored him while she furiously brushed every tooth and then spit the foam out of her mouth. She wiped her face on a towel and then walked towards him with a smile.

Harry made a face and said, "yeah, cause that's what I want to see right before I kiss you." He smiled gently at her to show he was joking and wrapped his arms around her waist. She rolled her eyes but gave him a smile of her own, standing on her tiptoes to wrap her arms around his neck. "Good morning," he said and kissed her slowly.

"Oh bloody…Can't I enter a room without finding a couple of teenagers tongue wrestling anymore?"

"Sorry, George," Harry said as he grabbed Ginny's hand and pulled her quickly from the room. They were both laughing as they walked down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"Happy Birthday!" A chorus of voiced greeted her as they walked through the door. She beamed at everyone that was sitting around the table. She found her place and helped herself to her favorite chocolate-chip pancakes that her mother had made for her, ignoring Ron's whining about waiting all day to eat.

"Do you want your presents now, or later?" Mrs. Weasley asked.

"Now!" she laughed. That was a silly question.

"Mine first!" said Hermione. "I hope you like it."

Ginny reached for the gift as George walked in still mumbling about affectionate teenagers. She ignored him and took the beautifully wrapped box from Hermione's hands. She was surprised by the weight of it; it was much too light to be a book.

"What, no novel this year?" Ginny asked her friend, who only answered by sticking out her tongue and motioning for her to unwrap the gift as she took the chair next to Ron's. Ginny, who had no patience for saving paper, tore off the wrapping and took the lid off the box. She reached in and lifted out a simple but cute black dress. It was strapless and short with a sweetheart neckline.

"Wow, Hermione, thank you! Muggle dresses look so much better than dress robes… but I'm pretty sure I don't have anywhere to wear it."

"I have a feeling you'll be needing it in the near future." Hermione said while giving Harry a wink.

Ginny caught on. "What? Where are we going?"

Harry let out a breath of exasperation and turned to glare at Hermione. "Nowhere," he told Ginny, "you'll find out soon."

Excited, Ginny turned to her other gifts. From Ron and George she received a big box of joke supplies and from her parents a smaller version of the watch Ron wore. She gave everyone a hug and then jokingly raised an eyebrow at Harry.

"Later," he laughed, "just be patient."

"Bill and Fleur will be over for lunch," Mr. Weasley said to Ginny. "We're celebrating your birthday then because – well, we just are." He was getting wide-eyed looks of warning from Molly and Harry and decided it was time for him to shut up.

The mystery was killing Ginny, but she didn't ask any more questions. She thanked her mother for the lovely breakfast and went upstairs to change. She came back downstairs ten minutes later and found the living room empty, but then heard a grunt followed by a shout of triumph coming from the garden. She went outside where Ron and Harry were de-gnoming the garden by seeing who could throw their garden gnomes farthest. Hermione, who was clever enough to use her wand for the task, used the banishing charm instead, which was more effective and came with less of a biting hazard. Ginny celebrated her age by joining Hermione and soon the chore was done. Mr. Weasley came out of the house and conjured two picnic tables followed by two white tablecloths to go on top. It was a warm, pretty summers day, and Ginny could only think of one thing that would make the day better. One look over at Harry and she could tell he was thinking the same thing.

"Quidditch match in five!" she yelled and ran to get her broom from the shed. Harry, Ron, and George quickly followed, Hermione more hesitant. They walked to the field that was just over the hill and mounted their brooms. Hermione settled herself on the ground and promised to keep score.

"The teams are even without me anyways," she said to them. They didn't argue and soon the game began, George and Ginny against Harry and Ron. The only ball they could use was the quaffle, so Ginny, being the only trained chaser, scored most of the points for her team. After two hours of ruthless playing, it was a close game, but Ginny and George won.

"If it wasn't your birthday I wouldn't have let you win," Harry said to Ginny with a wink.

"When are you going to stop using that excuse Potter?" Ginny retorted. "It's getting old."

He smiled at her and put his arm around her waist, kissing her temple and leading her towards the picnic tables in the garden. Lunch was delicious and the afternoon was spent lounging around the living room, all of them talking. At five-thirty, Harry told Ginny that she better go get ready, or they would be late.

"For WHAT?" she answered, bewildered.

"For your birthday present," He answered in a tone that clearly said 'what else?'.

Excited, she jumped up from the couch and ran to her room, followed closely by Hermione.

"Where is he taking me?" she asked Hermione for the hundredth time.

"Yeah, like I'm going to tell you!" Hermione retorted as she laughed, "He would kill me. Besides, you'll know in less than an hour. Just put on your dress, I can't wait to see what you look like!"

Ginny pulled off her jeans and t-shirt and slipped the silky dress over her head. It gently settled around her and fell into place perfectly. She turned around to look in the mirror and show Hermione.

Hermione sighed with contentment and said, "yes, it looks great on you, He's going to love it! Go on then, have a look!"

Ginny turned to look in the mirror, and she had to admit to herself that she looked pretty good. The dress hugged her tiny waist and then flared out until it was right above her knees. Then she realized that she didn't have any shoes to wear with it and turned to look at Hermione. "Um, Hermione?" She raised her bare foot to show that they were bare.

"Oh! Um, let me look…" She rummaged in her trunk for a moment and pulled out a pair of black pumps. "Here! These should fit. I just hope they're comfortable enough for…well, I hope they're comfortable."

Ginny slipped her feet into the shoes, and they fit pretty well. Thankfully, Ginny and Hermione wore the same size.

"Thanks Hermione, I better go downstairs." She hugged her friend and they walked out of the room. Harry was waiting for her in the kitchen, along with the rest of the family, and when she walked in his smile was brighter than the sparks from any wand.

"Ready to go?" he asked. She smiled and nodded, suddenly shy and fully aware that everyone was watching her. Harry took Ginny's hand and led her out the door. He put her hand at the crook of his elbow and looked down into her warm brown eyes. "Hold tight," he whispered. He turned, and they were gone.

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