Author's name: Heather

Email: feather@udatt.zzn.com

Spoilers: The usual four books of course.

Summary: After the Yule Ball Ginny stays at Hogwarts and spends a bit of quality photo time with Colin Creevey in the lead up to Christmas day.

Ships: H/G & a bit of G/CC

Disclaimer: Don't own a thing; J.K. Rowling is of course the wonderful woman who came up with the Harry Potter-verse.

Authors notes: Yes OK, I know… "What to you mean 'a bit of G/CC'?" As I've said before, this was meant to be a one off story, so you'll have to bear with me. The muse has been working overtime, and I thought this'd be cute too. Just class it as experimenting, nothing will come of it in the end. Enjoy and don't forget to review please, I'm begging you!

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December 22nd, 6pm

Staring into the mirror in front of her, Ginny smiled softly as she ran her fingers through her hair. Flaming, shiny, waist length red hair. She edged closed staring at her own eyes, she blinked a few times as she explored the deep blue of them. It was now the evening after the Yule Ball, Christmas was only two days away. She smiled at the thought. Although she wasn't going to see the family or Harry, she was staying at Hogwarts for the rest of the Christmas Holidays. But staying at Hogwarts was always good, after all nothing beat a Hogwarts Christmas dinner, and the decorating was always extra special.

Ginny walked away from the mirror and over to the window, peering outside, the grounds were empty. The majority of students had gone home that morning after the Yule Ball on the Hogwarts Express. She'd decided she wanted to stay this year. She sat down the window, running her fingers along the frame. It had been an amazing twenty-four hours.

Ginny Weasley was no longer a virgin.

Ginny Weasley was truly in love.

"Ginny—"

She cut the voice off with a scream and spun around, eyes wide. She placed her hand over her heart and took a few steady deep breaths, then took a moment or two to take in the person stood in front of her. Colin Creevey, Harry's ex-stalker. He was hovering at the door, one of his hands against the frame propping him up. His dark eyes were fixed upon her, staring intently, he blinked once and Ginny moved her gaze downward across the rest of his face. There was a very light sprinkling of freckles across his nose and a scar on his right cheekbone.

The scar was caused during the huge battle against Voldemort exactly a year ago, nearly everyone they knew had helped out, the forces of good against the forces of evil. Ginny had to admit it Colin had been very brave back then and she'd admired him for it, there had to be a first time for everything.

Her eyes drifted down to his mouth and he was smiling shyly at her. She continued to explore him with her eyes, taking in his broad shoulders, muscular chest, and smart dress.

"Colin," she replied eventually, and returned his smile. She moved slightly at her position by the window and smoothed out her dress.

Colin walked into the room and perched on the nearest bed to the door. "Did you have a good time last night? I never got chance to ask." He looked over at her a moment then downward as he played with the hem of his shirt.

"Yeah, I had a really good time, I'd missed seeing Harry… so it was nice." She nodded and bit her lip a little. That couldn't be the only reason he'd come up to her room, could it? "He's… well, I love him very much. Did you have a good time?"

"It was good… some moments were better than others," said Colin as he raised his gaze back to her. He smiled again as he ran a hand through his hair lightly.

"I agree," Ginny began, and was about to go on about Harry again when Colin intervened, getting up and walking back over to her.

"Like when you danced with me," he announced and sat down next to her. "I know it was only one dance, but, well… it was fun. My date, she was kind of boring… you're not, you're really interesting." Colin smiled at her.

No, no, no… Ginny thought and bit her lip, she'd had a feeling that was coming, and now she had to ruin everything for him. She took a deep breath and looked him in the eyes. "Colin, I like you, I really do," she paused and swallowed loudly. "And it's really sweet of you to say that, but I told you that I love Harry, so, so much. Nothing's going to change that."

"Oh." Colin's voice cracked and he averted his gaze, face saddening. "I didn't really think there was any… well I just wanted to tell you. Also I needed to ask you something."

"What?" she asked, raising her eyebrows and moving from her seat in the window.

"I wondered," he paused, and Ginny waited for him to finish, the silence went on longer than she thought it would. Then as she was about to turn back to him she found his hands resting on her shoulders, and rubbing the tops of her arms slowly. "I wanted to know if you'd pose for me?"

Ginny closed her eyes, trying to ignore his actions. "Pose for you?" she asked softly.

"Yeah, like a photo shoot."

This time she did turn around, jerking her body from his grasp. "After you told me that?"

"Yes." Colin nodded.

Glancing at her feet, Ginny tried to fight the temptation to say yes to him, but it was too great. She smiled widely. "OK then, I think I'd like to do that."

Colin smiled back at her and she noticed a light pink blush make its way across his cheeks.

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Christmas Eve, 8pm

Ginny raced across the grounds of Hogwarts and over to one of the castle walls, she rested her back against it, and splayed her arms above her head smiling brightly, she threw her head slightly and her hair fell over her shoulders. "How's this?" she asked.

Colin stopped walked and paused directly in front of her. "Perfect," he replied and raised his camera to his eyes.

Flash.

Spinning around Ginny pressed her front against the wall and looked over her shoulder, keeping her face serious. She licked her lips slightly and moved her mouth into a slight pout. Colin smiled at her.

Flash.

She slid down the wall and sat with her back against it, then tossing her hair over her shoulders she started twiddling it around her fingers. "Are you sure I look OK?"

"Ginny, you look beautiful." Colin stepped closer to her then bend down next to her and moved a strand of her long hair. "It was across your eyes," he said and backed up again. "And I want a close up of your face."

"Don't know what you'd want that for," she said and smiled again.

Flash.

"Give me one reason why I wouldn't want that?" he asked and laughed gently, as he walked over towards the Quidditch pitch with her.

"I'm not that beautiful, Colin," said Ginny, as she caught up with his fast paced stride.

They'd been doing the photo shoot thing an hour now. Colin had fetched her from her dormitory after dinner, telling her to bring a few changes of clothes. She'd had no idea he meant he'd wanted to do the photo shoot so soon, but she wasn't complaining, so far it had been a lot of fun. Firstly they'd gone to the Great Hall and Colin had taken about ten photos of her posing by the Christmas tree and sitting on the Gryffindor table. Secondly they'd gone to the Gryffindor common room and she'd posed by the fireplace and window.

"Oh, but you are," Colin said, and Ginny snapped out of her thoughts. "OK, Miss Weasley, over by the Gryffindor stands please."

Ginny grinned and walked across the pitch, she stood below one of the stands and looked over her shoulder. "So, how do you want me?" she asked, then realized what she'd said. She turned away again and felt her face flush. Oh my God, what did you just say to him? She asked herself, as the blush grew deeper.

"Umm," Colin's voice was quiet, "just, you know, stand there."

Slowly she turned back around and crossed her arms over her chest casually. "This all right?"

"That's fine," he replied.

Flash.

Ginny glanced at the floor. "What do you want me to do now then?" She raised her eyes and walked over to him. "Maybe by the Forbidden forest or the lake?"

"I think the forest, I mean if you don't mind going over there," he said and looked at her. "I mean it is dark and every—"

"I can deal with the dark, Colin." Ginny started walking in the direction of the forest. She swung her arms a little then turned around quickly. "You don't want me to change do you?"

"Oh, no… what you're wearing is fine." Colin grinned at her as they reached the edge of the forest, he paused and anxiousness crossed his face as a howl came from within the trees.

Ginny looked down at herself, she was wearing Muggle clothing, stone washed cut off jeans and a purple and blue flecked gypsy shirt. She had a chunky beige belt around her waist with a huge purple rose clipped onto it, then her feet she was wearing beige sandals, to match the belt, and her toenails (as well as her fingernails) were painted light lavender.

"So, over by the trees then…" said Colin. He knelt down on the grass and scratched his head a little as she got in position.

Walking over to the trees she leant up against one and looked over at him, smiling softly. She rested her head against the trunk.

Flash.

"Colin? Can I take a few of you?" Ginny asked and stepped away from the tree snatching the camera from his grip. He looked at her dumbstruck. "Go on, stand by the tree… back against it, then cross your arms."

Colin sighed then did as she asked, smiling a little.

"All right! Look… moody! I want a sexy moody look, Colin." Ginny grinned at him brightly, her face glowing with happiness. "Oh come on! You want to seduce the camera, that's you want to do…" she trailed off and raised an eyebrow. "OK and all I can see you want to do is shake the cameras hand."

He laughed and shook his head. "Sorry, but I'm not used to posing… I get other people to do that."

She smiled again. "I know, and now you're leaning… so, look serious," she said. "Ooh, I like it!"

Flash.

Ginny advanced on him, not blinking. "Hmmm, you look rather hot when you're being serious," she whispered seductively then giggled a little and flicked her hair from her face. "OK, get in some other position, let's turn this into a proper photo shoot."

Colin laughed then turned his back to her and climbed into the branches of the tree. "This better for you?"

"Couldn't be better."

Flash.

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Christmas Day, 12:13am

Ginny brushed her jeans off as she scrambled through the portrait hold and into the Gryffindor common room. "So, Colin," began Ginny, looking at him with a smile as the picture swung shut behind them, "this is where we say goodnight then."

He nodded and stepped closer, brushing her red hair from her face. "It is," he replied.

She bit her lip. "I can't do this," she said softly, falling into his intense stare for a few moments. She looked down again and stepped away from his reach.

"What?" Colin asked raising his eyebrows. "Say goodnight?"

"Yes, say goodnight!" She shook her head and sat down on the table next to her, she chewed on her lip glancing at him through her lashes. "Something's going to happen, I can feel it… and I can't let it happen, so…" She sighed heavily. "Just, go!"

"I can't."

Ginny sighed again and looked up at him properly. "Why not?"

"Because you're sitting under mistletoe, who am I to break a tradition…" Colin moved closer to her, his eyes drifting over her lips.

She shifted under his gaze, feeling slightly uncomfortable. "Well as it's a tradition," whispered Ginny, voice almost soundless. He stopped when he was stood directly in front of her and she looked up at him, moving her legs apart a little and putting her hands in the gap in-between them on the table. "I wouldn't want to break it either," she added, leaning forward.

Colin stooped down a little and kissed her lips softly, tracing his fingers across her shoulder as he did so. Ginny gave herself into the kiss and returned it just as softly, leaning in more as it became more passionate. She grabbed his shirt tightly with her hands and lay back on the table bringing him with her, tracing her foot up and down the back of his leg as she did so.

He pulled away from her suddenly, pushing himself from the table and darting near enough all the way across the room. "Mistletoe kiss Ginny, that's all it was supposed to be, you said so yourself!"

Ginny sat up, blinking a few times. "Oh God… Harry…"

Colin took a deep breath then started for the boys' dormitory stairs. "Merry Christmas, Ginny."