A/n Here's a fluffy little epilogue I wrote before I start to pack for my trip. This is purely fluff dedicated to all of my reviewers. I hope you all enjoy!!
Epilogue
"Hey Ginny, would you like to meet me at midnight in the common room again for cracker-pickle sandwiches," Harry asked, kissing her on the forehead before he went off to class.
"Of course," she answered, as she met up to his lips in another quick kiss.
"Oh come on! No, snogging in front of me," Ron called out from behind him. Ron seemed surprisingly cool about Harry and Ginny right from the start. When Harry first told him about himself and Ginny, Ron got a little defensive, but Harry supposed a little bit of nudging from Hermione helped him to see that Harry and Ginny were a great couple.
"Sorry Ron," Harry said as Ginny parted the group to get to her next class. "I can't help it, I'm…"
"Just stop right there. I don't need to know."
"So, Ginny and I are never supposed to kiss?"
"I don't care, as long as it's not in front of me. That's gross!"
"You and Hermione snog in front of me!"
"But that's different. Ginny's my sister."
"Well, Hermione is like a sister to me," he answered, giving Hermione a small wink.
"Fine fine, just warn me next time okay?" Harry just smirked at him and went along to his next class.
Harry tiptoed down the stairs that night to find Ginny. He found her and a plate of cracker pickle sandwiches nestled in a loveseat by the fire. He also found somebody standing next to her. Upon further investigation, he saw Phillip, and some other girl talking to Ginny. Harry rushed over to see what was going on.
"Hi Harry," Ginny said as he took a seat next to her. "Phillip was just introducing me to Heather."
"Hello Heather," Harry said to a pretty young girl standing next to Phillip.
"Hi. Nice to meet you Harry," she said, extending a hand. Then she turned her gaze to Phillip. "I have to go back to my common room now. Thanks for introducing me to your friends," she said, smiling at him.
"It was no problem. See you tomorrow," Phillip said, leading her out of the common room by the hand. "I think I'll go to bed now," he said after Heather had left. "Behave you two."
"Don't worry, we will," Ginny smiled up at him.
"So, who's Heather," Harry asked once Phillip was out of earshot.
"She's a Ravenclaw fifth year. Phillip's quite taken with her."
"And from the look on her face, the feeling's mutual?"
"Oh yes. I noticed her doodling Phillip on one of her notebooks during lunch."
"And how did you happen to catch that?"
"Well, maybe I was spying a little…okay, a lot."
"Alright, come here spy girl," Harry taunted, grabbing her by the wrists and pulling her towards him."
"I don't think so," she said, and with a flick of the wrist, Harry no longer had her, but she was pulling him.
"Hey!"
"What's the matter Harry," she asked kissing him on the nose, "did I catch you?"
"Yeah, you did," he answered, leaning in for another kiss. The cracker pickle sandwiches lay forgotten on the floor.
A/n I still have a lot of ideas floating in my head, but it'll be awhile before I get anything else out. Until then, I hope everyone enjoys their summer.