It was late, Ginny knew she should be asleep, but she just couldn't seem to be able to switch her mind off. All kinds of thoughts kept tumbling around in her mind and after lying in bed awake for over two hours she gave up. Slipping on a pair of slippers to protect her feet from the cold floor she padded out of her room and headed downstairs to the kitchen hoping that some food would help put her to sleep. Nothing settled her better than a full stomach.
The house was silent as she moved along and she hoped it would stay that way. The evening had been awkward enough after everyone had left. Her mother had given her a lecture when she had told her she was staying the night, even though it was far from the first time. For god's sake Sirius had given her her own room. Swallowing she pushed down the rising anger knowing it wasn't conductive to settling her mind. Things had been just as bad later when it was just Sirius her and Lily. It seemed Harry had disappeared somewhere and the adults didn't seem to care.
Ginny could tell that Lily hadn't wanted her there, she had wanted time alone with her friend, but on the other hand Sirius seemed to really appreciate her being there as a bit of a break. She had excused herself to bed after an hour of mind numbing small talk, and they had both retired not long later.
When she reached the kitchen she didn't bother flipping the light on. The large window over the sink was letting in enough moon light to eliminate the whole room, plus she could probably traverse the Black house in the pitch black blind folded. Crossing the room she headed to the fridge deciding there had to be something in there she wanted.
Harry had lain on the bed for some time thinking about everything that had taken place in the last few hours. Everyone he had been introduced to seemed like they truly had missed his mother. He had never thought about the toll his mothers disappearance would have had on people she left behind, mostly because she never talked about friends or family.
After he was sure he had all the names and faces catalogued properly in his mind he had snagged a pair of comfy track pants from his duffle and gone for a shower. The hot water had done wonders for his aching body, his muscles having been completely tense the whole time his mother had been in that room with everyone. As he closed his eyes and turned his face up to the hot stream of water though, a pair of amber eyes flashed through his mind. His eyes snapped open quickly and he banished the thought to the back of his mind.
Soon he was back in bed trying hard to get some sleep, but he couldn't close his eyes every time he did he saw her eyes. Every time he closed them his imagination got worse and worse. First it was just her stare he saw, and then her full lips, and then her fiery red hair. Eventually the full image of the woman stood behind his eye lids her laughter spilling through his mind.
With a groan he flung himself from the bed, not bothering to pull on any other clothing, and headed downstairs thinking he might as well do something useful while he was awake. He planned to learn the layout of the house, every exit and weak spot the place had. He had just made it through the kitchen doorway when he pulled to a stop shock rocking through his body.
Stood in front of him, rummaging through the fridge for a midnight snack was the girl. His eyes easily picked out the fact that she was wearing nothing but a light silk tank top and a pair of black shorts. He could easily see the curve of her hip and the stretch of her shapely legs. Her hair was tied back in a plate that she had swept over one shoulder so he could see the line of her neck and shoulders. She leant down reaching for something deep at the back and he got a wonderful view of her bum.
"Ah hem," he said clearing his throat.
There was a bang and a muffled curse as Ginny hit her head on the top shelf and she emerged from the depth of the fridge, a jar of mayonnaise in her hand.
She turned with a glare ready to yell, but it died on her lips as she saw who it was. Stood leaning back against the doorframe was a very bare-chested Harry. He had his arms folded across said chest, but she could still see the strong muscles of his abdomen. She felt a blush rising up her neck and she saw a smirk slip across his lips.
"Oh hi," she said her voice a little shaky.
She turned and using her foot kicked the door of the fridge shut as she walked across to put the mayonnaise on the kitchen table next to the other fixings she had already gathered together.
Harry watched her every move his mouth suddenly growing very dry. They sway of her hips was so inviting he had to ball his hands at his side.
"I wondered who was up this late," Harry lied as he moved into the room, he had had no idea she was there otherwise he might have avoided the kitchen all together.
Ginny laughed sitting down behind the table at the same time Harry pulled out a chair next to her.
"I guess I didn't get to introduce myself before, I'm Ginny," she said holding out her hand to him.
"Harry," he said just as he took her hand.
Both of them gasped as they felt a shock wave of power tickle up their arms. Ginny pulled her arm back and rubbed her palm over her leg trying to chaise away the feeling. She laughed nervously and turned her attention to assembling the sandwich.
"Would you like me to turn the light on?" Harry asked and she turned to look at him, her amber eyes reflecting back the moonlight at him.
She pushed the top piece of bread in place not taking her eyes from harry and lifted the sandwich to her lips. He watched her take a bite and as she lowered the sandwich again there was a dribble of mayonnaise at the corner of her mouth he just wanted to reach out and capture.
"No I can see perfectly fine thanks," she finally replied.
Harry was a little surprised at that, he knew the moonlight was bright since the moon was just past being full but still anyone normal would want light to be able to see, especially when wielding a knife. He watched her closely as she moved, and he realised it was with a fluid grace most people didn't have. He narrowed his gaze and realised he hadn't been using all of his senses.
Closing his eyes he sat back in the chair and cleared his mind. Ginny watched Harry as he seemed to settle back into his chair, she thought that he must have been tired since he had had such an overwhelming day. Inside of his mind he fed everything to the flame in the void, freeing his mind from all that had cluttered it. As his mind settled his felt the beast deep within him rising, rushing forwards to lend him all of its senses. Once he was melded he opened his eyes again and looked at Ginny.
Suddenly there was a glow around her that hadn't been there before. Taking a deep breath he drew her scent deep into him and picked up the telltale scent that he should have never missed in the first place. He felt the growl rumble from his chest before he realised what was happening. Her eyes flashed up then the sandwich falling from her fingers as she gasped. But he didn't see fear there as would be expected, no he saw recognition.
Mentally he lowered the one shield around himself that he never let slip and her nostrils flared. Panic shot through her eyes and faster than a human could move she was up and out of her seat backing away from him. He rose slowly so as not to scare her even more, but he did circle around the table and walk towards her. She back peddled as he advanced, but soon her back collided with the bench and she had nowhere to go. Quicker than even she could follow he was in front of her, his body pressing along the length of hers.
Ginny shivered as the heat of his bare skin pressed against hers, there was barely anything separating their bodies, and her skin was blazing. She wanted to protest, wanted to push him away, but his body against hers brought a stillness to her own that she couldn't escape. She felt like a deer caught by a wild cat, the only thing that was moving was her heartrate. It picked up until it was a drum in her head she could barely hear past.
Leaning in Harry swept her plate aside and moved until his nose was a mere millimetre away from her skin. She felt him breathe in and shivered as tiny shocks of power slipped through her system. His head flashed up then so they were nose to nose and she was looking deep into his eyes. With a startled cry she realised they were no longer the bright clear green she had seen before, no now they were very much a pair of predator's eyes looking at her.
Leaning further in until his lips nearly touched hers Harry felt his body trembling as he found his voice, "shifter," he whispered before he closed the small gap between them.
Ginny's mind blazed, he was kissing her, he had barely said two civil words to her and he was kissing her. She wanted to be angry, but as her lips melded to hers she couldn't find it in her. She melted at his touch like no other had ever been able to do. She had kissed before, she'd done more before, but this this was like nothing she had experience. Before she could deepen it even further though he moved, and then was gone.
Her eyes snapped open to find that the room was completely empty, if it as for the pulled out chair and the scent of him still lingering in the room she would have thought it had all been some kind of dream. Pressing her fingertips against her lips where they were now tingling feeling slightly bruised, only then did she realise the word that he had whispered to her, shifter, she gasped her eyes widening as the knowledge spread through her body. He knew her secret, and it also seemed he shared it.
A/N went a slightly different way than i had originally planned, but I could get everything i wanted in to work so I've decided to change Harry and Ginny to fit instead. Hope you liked the chapter, i wanted to set the scene for some very strong tension that is going to come up. Let me know what you think I'd love some proper feedback.