A/N: Hello everyone! I'd just like to thank you for your wonderful reviews ( all though that dosent mean they have to stop...) Anyway this chapter is longer just like I promised! So Enjoy!
Ginny started at the dark ceiling above her four-poster bed, twirling her hair absent-mindedly around her index finger as it slowly reddened, everybody had gone to sleep, except for her. A strange mix of emotions swirled around her head, of course she was happy, she had just had her very first kiss. Ginny put her finger on her lips, lightly tracing the spot where he kissed, remembering it. But at the same time, she hadn't the faintest clue who he might be, and she knew she just had to find out...somehow. But then a little voice in her head said something that she hadn't thought of for the whole evening, "Harry"
No it wouldn't be him
Why not? Tell me why not!
Well, just...because!
Ginny lay thinking until she finally dozed off, and she dreamt that she was back at the ball, dancing with that guy in the Quidditch robes...
~*~
Harry held her in his arms not wanting to let go, wanting the night to stay forever. Many shades of gold were dancing in her hair and no one else mattered, but the girl. Then sadly, the song ended and Harry and the girl walked to the table where they had met. He sat down, held her hand and looked at her, amazed that someone like this was at Hogwarts and he had never noticed.
" Who are you?" asked Harry, the girl took a deep breath, twirled her hair subconsciously around her finger and took a deep breath
"I'm-" but the girl was cut off by someone yelling his name over and over. Then the girl dissolved into blackness.
" Harry, Harry, Quidditch Practice"
" Wha-?" he asked thickly. Harry opened his eyes to see two Fred's shaking him awake, no that wasn't right, why were there two? Oh yea George or whatever his name was. No, G'way" he said diving under his blankets longing to go back to that girl. But it was useless, Fred took Harry's arms and George his legs and they hoisted him out of bed and on to his feet. " No" protested Harry groggily, but Fred said, " Practice!" seeing that this had absolutely no effect on Harry, he mouthed a word to George who nodded.
George rummaged around in his pocket and pulled out a small brown candy wrapped in bright colored foil, he gave it to Harry, telling him to eat it; as he popped into his mouth and felt a very odd sensation.
He felt as if he had just swallowed all the sugar in England and then some, he was suddenly awake, very very awake; in fact he wasn't sure he had ever been this awake.
" What was that? Huh? What was it??" asked Harry extremely quickly.
"Expresilliumas Beans, We've been waiting for someone to test them on, its like coffee, but basically just the part that keeps you awake" said Fred proudly
. " Caffeine?"" asked Harry brightly, " Caffeine is in Muggle coffee, Aunt Vernon always drinks a lot in the mornings, Aunt Petunia too, don't know if its in wizard coffee, might be, I dunno, but that's what keeps you awake and not asleep, yup so did someone mention Quidditch?"He finished equally fast.
Fred and George exchanged nervous looks.
~*~
Sunlight streamed in through the windows, rays playing across her face. Ginny stretched and opened her eyes, she had just had the best dream ever. Or had it been real? She yawned and pulled the covers off and walked to the mirror, he hair still had some golden highlights.
It was real, I kissed-someone!
But we don't know who it is!
Maybe it was Harry?
Oh of course it was him!
You really think so?
Hmm...No! Weasly get it through your head, Harry Potter has never given you a second thought! If it was him, I'd eat my broomstick!
Oh speaking of broomsticks, its Quidditch practice, I think I'll go out and watch!
You're obsessed!
So Ginny Weasly got dressed and headed down to the Quidditch Pitch for her favorite past time, Harry-Watching.
~*~
Harry zoomed happily around the pitch, circling the goal posts until he was slightly dizzy. Angelina flew up beside him, "Oy, Harry what's going on with you today? Your well--hyper."
" Hyper? Whadja mean hyper? Its just a beautiful day and I love Quidditch! Don't you? Well of course you do your on the team! Well I guess you could be on the team and not like it, but that would seem odd don't ya think?" chattered Harry rapidly.
Angelina looked at him worriedly, pretended to see the Quaffle and flew away.
~*~
Ginny traveled down the corridor, finally reaching her destination, a large portrait of a bowl of fruit. She reached out and tickled the pear, it let out a high-pitched giggle and it turned into a doorknob. When she opened the portrait she was greeted by house-elves in every direction.
" Mizz Wheezy!" cried Dobby
" Hullo dobby!" Ginny smiled at the house-elf's odd assorted clothes, he had a tie with little quacking ducks swimming happily over it and large plaid shorts, the outfit was finished off with a bright red tea cozy hat.
" What can Dobby get for Mizz Wheezy?"
" Oh umm.. How about some of your fabulous cookie dough?"
" Oh, mizz wheezy, Dobby's cookie dough isn't fabulous" he said blushing.
" Oh yes it is dobby!" said Ginny earnestly.
" Mizz Wheezy is too kind, besides its much better cooked, Dobby could do that, it wouldn't be too much trouble" insisted the elf.
" No really, the dough is just fine"
A few minutes after Dobby had given Ginny the cookie dough, she opened the heavy oak doors and headed out to the pitch.
~*~
Harry did a few laps around the stadium to cool down, a flash of red caught his eye, he stopped to see Ginny sitting in the stands eating something, what it was Harry didn't know and looking very cheerful.
" Hey Ginny what's up? Said Harry speedily as he flew in small circles around Ginny's head.
" Oh no!, Fred and George gave you their Expresilliumas Beans didn't they? Oh one time I though they were caramels and I ate like five, I didn't sleep for weeks" sympathized Ginny, " Although I did manage to get all the gnomes of the garden in under 3 minutes" she added as an afterthought, popping a piece of dough in her mouth
" Yea I think that's what they were, Anyways I got go change, see ya! Au revoir, Sayonara, Adios, Shalom!" and Harry plummeted down to the locker rooms.
It was all Ginny could to not to laugh.
* "You k
Ginny started at the dark ceiling above her four-poster bed, twirling her hair absent-mindedly around her index finger as it slowly reddened, everybody had gone to sleep, except for her. A strange mix of emotions swirled around her head, of course she was happy, she had just had her very first kiss. Ginny put her finger on her lips, lightly tracing the spot where he kissed, remembering it. But at the same time, she hadn't the faintest clue who he might be, and she knew she just had to find out...somehow. But then a little voice in her head said something that she hadn't thought of for the whole evening, "Harry"
No it wouldn't be him
Why not? Tell me why not!
Well, just...because!
Ginny lay thinking until she finally dozed off, and she dreamt that she was back at the ball, dancing with that guy in the Quidditch robes...
~*~
Harry held her in his arms not wanting to let go, wanting the night to stay forever. Many shades of gold were dancing in her hair and no one else mattered, but the girl. Then sadly, the song ended and Harry and the girl walked to the table where they had met. He sat down, held her hand and looked at her, amazed that someone like this was at Hogwarts and he had never noticed.
" Who are you?" asked Harry, the girl took a deep breath, twirled her hair subconsciously around her finger and took a deep breath
"I'm-" but the girl was cut off by someone yelling his name over and over. Then the girl dissolved into blackness.
" Harry, Harry, Quidditch Practice"
" Wha-?" he asked thickly. Harry opened his eyes to see two Fred's shaking him awake, no that wasn't right, why were there two? Oh yea George or whatever his name was. No, G'way" he said diving under his blankets longing to go back to that girl. But it was useless, Fred took Harry's arms and George his legs and they hoisted him out of bed and on to his feet. " No" protested Harry groggily, but Fred said, " Practice!" seeing that this had absolutely no effect on Harry, he mouthed a word to George who nodded.
George rummaged around in his pocket and pulled out a small brown candy wrapped in bright colored foil, he gave it to Harry, telling him to eat it; as he popped into his mouth and felt a very odd sensation.
He felt as if he had just swallowed all the sugar in England and then some, he was suddenly awake, very very awake; in fact he wasn't sure he had ever been this awake.
" What was that? Huh? What was it??" asked Harry extremely quickly.
"Expresilliumas Beans, We've been waiting for someone to test them on, its like coffee, but basically just the part that keeps you awake" said Fred proudly
. " Caffeine?"" asked Harry brightly, " Caffeine is in Muggle coffee, Aunt Vernon always drinks a lot in the mornings, Aunt Petunia too, don't know if its in wizard coffee, might be, I dunno, but that's what keeps you awake and not asleep, yup so did someone mention Quidditch?"He finished equally fast.
Fred and George exchanged nervous looks.
~*~
Sunlight streamed in through the windows, rays playing across her face. Ginny stretched and opened her eyes, she had just had the best dream ever. Or had it been real? She yawned and pulled the covers off and walked to the mirror, he hair still had some golden highlights.
It was real, I kissed-someone!
But we don't know who it is!
Maybe it was Harry?
Oh of course it was him!
You really think so?
Hmm...No! Weasly get it through your head, Harry Potter has never given you a second thought! If it was him, I'd eat my broomstick!
Oh speaking of broomsticks, its Quidditch practice, I think I'll go out and watch!
You're obsessed!
So Ginny Weasly got dressed and headed down to the Quidditch Pitch for her favorite past time, Harry-Watching.
~*~
Harry zoomed happily around the pitch, circling the goal posts until he was slightly dizzy. Angelina flew up beside him, "Oy, Harry what's going on with you today? Your well--hyper."
" Hyper? Whadja mean hyper? Its just a beautiful day and I love Quidditch! Don't you? Well of course you do your on the team! Well I guess you could be on the team and not like it, but that would seem odd don't ya think?" chattered Harry rapidly.
Angelina looked at him worriedly, pretended to see the Quaffle and flew away.
~*~
Ginny traveled down the corridor, finally reaching her destination, a large portrait of a bowl of fruit. She reached out and tickled the pear, it let out a high-pitched giggle and it turned into a doorknob. When she opened the portrait she was greeted by house-elves in every direction.
" Mizz Wheezy!" cried Dobby
" Hullo dobby!" Ginny smiled at the house-elf's odd assorted clothes, he had a tie with little quacking ducks swimming happily over it and large plaid shorts, the outfit was finished off with a bright red tea cozy hat.
" What can Dobby get for Mizz Wheezy?"
" Oh umm.. How about some of your fabulous cookie dough?"
" Oh, mizz wheezy, Dobby's cookie dough isn't fabulous" he said blushing.
" Oh yes it is dobby!" said Ginny earnestly.
" Mizz Wheezy is too kind, besides its much better cooked, Dobby could do that, it wouldn't be too much trouble" insisted the elf.
" No really, the dough is just fine"
A few minutes after Dobby had given Ginny the cookie dough, she opened the heavy oak doors and headed out to the pitch.
~*~
Harry did a few laps around the stadium to cool down, a flash of red caught his eye, he stopped to see Ginny sitting in the stands eating something, what it was Harry didn't know and looking very cheerful.
" Hey Ginny what's up? Said Harry speedily as he flew in small circles around Ginny's head.
" Oh no!, Fred and George gave you their Expresilliumas Beans didn't they? Oh one time I though they were caramels and I ate like five, I didn't sleep for weeks" sympathized Ginny, " Although I did manage to get all the gnomes of the garden in under 3 minutes" she added as an afterthought, popping a piece of dough in her mouth
" Yea I think that's what they were, Anyways I got go change, see ya! Au revoir, Sayonara, Adios, Shalom!" and Harry plummeted down to the locker rooms.
It was all Ginny could to not to laugh.
* "You k