Disclaimer: As always, everything you don't recognize is mine. But all else
belongs to the brilliant J.K. Rowling.
Harry Potter stood looking into the mirror in the hall. He frowned. His hair would ALWAYS stick up. It had always annoyed him, but for some reason now more than ever. He took his emerald eyes away from the mirror to look at the clock. It was four minutes until six. In four minutes his best friend, Ron Weasley would be traveling to number 4 Privet Drive to take Harry to the Burrow where he would spend his last week of summer before heading off to Hogwart's for his 7th and final year of school. Just the thought of leaving Hogwarts made him feel nervous. After that he would be thrown out into the harsh world having to protect himself from anything that came his way. The past years as Voldemort had grown stronger, Hogwarts had been his safe haven. Suddenly, there was a loud pop interrupting his reverie. Harry turned toward the fireplace where Ron now stood.
"Ron!" he greeted his best friend, walking over to shake his hand.
"Harry! Fighting with you hair again?"
"Again?"
"You know what I mean! Ready to go?"
"As always!" Harry looked around the empty Dursley house for the last time. The Dursley's were at Dudley's new school for orientation. He'd been expelled from Smelting's the previous year because he had been caught in a janitor's closet "talking" to a girl. How Dudley got a girl was beyond Harry, and Uncle Vernon claimed it was good for his son while Aunt Petunia had said he was "experimenting". But after this summer, Harry never had to put up with any of them again. As of this summer Harry had turned 17 and was now legal in the wizarding world, which meant he could decide for himself where he would be living next summer.
Harry and Ron dragged Harry's trunk to the fireplace. Ron threw in some floo powder, got in and yelled "THE BURROW" and he disappeared. Harry got in the fireplace, took one final look around the house and yelled "THE BURROW". He shot off, flying past fireplaces until he slowed and came to a stop where he fell into the Weasley's tiny kitchen. He had barely gotten up when Mrs. Weasley embraced him.
"Harry! You are FAR too thin! Those muggles do not feed you enough! Dinner will be ready in 20 minutes. Why don't you and Ron carry your stuff up to Ron's room and wash up?" she pushed Harry toward the stairs. He and Ron lugged his trunk up the first flight of stairs where they passed by Ginny's room. Just as they passed, Ginny walked out and Harry tried furiously to control his heart rate, which had just accelerated. Ginny had grown into a beautiful young woman. Her soft looking, wavy red hair now fell down her back and she had gotten a bit taller, and had…. filled out. She had also become much less shy and Harry highly doubted that after all these years she still had a crush on him. Too bad it was him that now had the crush on HER. He had since his 6th year when he had finally stopped looking at her as Ron's little sister and as Ginny Weasley. He had well concealed his feelings, in fear of embarrassment.
"Harry! It is so good to see you!" she said, touching his arm sending chills up his spine.
"You too Ginny, how was your summer?"
"Boring! But it'll be better soon! I'm going to dinner, see you down there!" and she hopped off. Harry mentally sighed and followed Ron up to his still orange room. Ginny was far out of his reach.
*
Ginny Weasley looked up the stairs, making sure Ron and Harry had gone up and she leaned against the wall and closed her eyes. If possible Harry had gotten even MORE gorgeous. His hair was still crazy, his eyes a brilliant green surrounded by wire rim glasses he'd gotten the year before, that made him look intellectual. He now had a muscular body thanks in large part to the quidditch training. She sighed. The past 7 years had been spent crushing over Harry. Sure, she had gone out with other guys but it would never work out because she always had and probably always would have a thing for Harry.
"Ginny! Come down here and help me set places for dinner!" her mum yelled. Ginny walked down the stairs and started helping her mum set the table. They were half way through when Harry and Ron, now accompanied by Hermione came down. Hermione had arrived earlier that day, and had been cooped up in her room writing a long letter to Viktor Krum, who she was now involved with and had been since the summer before 5th year. She and Viktor would visit each other over the summers, and during the year they would write letters to one another. Ginny was slightly against their relationship, since she had the sneaking suspicion Ron liked Hermione. But he was too thick to even realize it himself. Ginny suddenly jumped realizing that Harry was right next to her. He leaned towards her,
"Ginny, I need to talk to you later. When can you meet me?"
Startled she looked up at him. "What?"
"Is midnight in the tree house alright?"
She nodded vehemently. He smiled his amazing smile, winked, and walked outside. Ginny thought she was going to have a heart attack.
*
Harry threw his trunk on Ron's floor next to the extra bed.
"Hey, I'm going to go tell Hermione you're here." Ron said.
"Alright". Ron left and Harry was left alone with his thoughts that of course traveled to Ginny. She was beautiful, funny and smart. And though Harry didn't have a lot of experience with girls, he knew that she was the one for him. During the summer of 5th year, Harry had dated a Ravenclaw named Lena Shamdock. They went out a couple times, and Harry had even had his first kiss, but it wasn't meant to be. Midway through the summer he broke it off with her for reasons he still wasn't sure of. After that, all his feelings were towards Ginny. Suddenly, it hit him. He needed to talk to her. He needed to find out how she felt, and if she didn't feel the same way, no matter how bad it hurt, it would help him move on and get over her. And if she DID feel the same…he didn't even want to think of how that would be. He decided he would ask her to meet him tonight…midnight was a good time…and the tree house! The perfect place. The Weasley's tree hosue was small and cozy and PERFECT for a talk like this. It was decided. He would ask her tonight.
*
Ginny tossed and turned in her bed. She had gone to bed early hoping to grab some sleep before meeting Harry at midnight, but she couldn't sleep. She was far too excited. What would he want to talk about? She couldn't help but wonder. She looked at her clock. It read 11:57. She decided to go down. She walked down the stairs and quietly out the door. She crossed the lawn and climbed up into the tree house and found to her surprise that Harry was already there.
"Hey"
"Hey"
"Gin, thanks for meeting me" he said giving her a sweet smile.
"Of course!" she answered praying she didn't sound too excited. "What did you want to talk about?"
"Well…I…urgh! Okay we're older now, we're more mature and I felt I just needed to spit it out and tell you but…I…I think…well you know how….well…"
"Harry! Please just tell me!" she yelped.
"I like you"
Ginny just sat there as a wave of shock fell over her. He must've read her expression entirely differently.
"I'm so sorry! You must not feel the same way, but I just had to know so, I'll just leave now, I'm so sorry really I…."
She silenced him leaning over and kissing him hard on the lips.
A/N: And that would be chapter number 1 of my new story. I truly despise the other story. I REALLY do. It had no plot. I have a total plan for this story and I REALLY hope that you like it. It's going to get VERY good. Alert to all h/g fans, I promise that you will LOVE this. But watch the PG- 13 rating because I have a feeling at some point it may jump to R…but we'll see. I'm not that bad a writer soo…Yeah! PLEASE REVIEW!! Thanks!
Harry Potter stood looking into the mirror in the hall. He frowned. His hair would ALWAYS stick up. It had always annoyed him, but for some reason now more than ever. He took his emerald eyes away from the mirror to look at the clock. It was four minutes until six. In four minutes his best friend, Ron Weasley would be traveling to number 4 Privet Drive to take Harry to the Burrow where he would spend his last week of summer before heading off to Hogwart's for his 7th and final year of school. Just the thought of leaving Hogwarts made him feel nervous. After that he would be thrown out into the harsh world having to protect himself from anything that came his way. The past years as Voldemort had grown stronger, Hogwarts had been his safe haven. Suddenly, there was a loud pop interrupting his reverie. Harry turned toward the fireplace where Ron now stood.
"Ron!" he greeted his best friend, walking over to shake his hand.
"Harry! Fighting with you hair again?"
"Again?"
"You know what I mean! Ready to go?"
"As always!" Harry looked around the empty Dursley house for the last time. The Dursley's were at Dudley's new school for orientation. He'd been expelled from Smelting's the previous year because he had been caught in a janitor's closet "talking" to a girl. How Dudley got a girl was beyond Harry, and Uncle Vernon claimed it was good for his son while Aunt Petunia had said he was "experimenting". But after this summer, Harry never had to put up with any of them again. As of this summer Harry had turned 17 and was now legal in the wizarding world, which meant he could decide for himself where he would be living next summer.
Harry and Ron dragged Harry's trunk to the fireplace. Ron threw in some floo powder, got in and yelled "THE BURROW" and he disappeared. Harry got in the fireplace, took one final look around the house and yelled "THE BURROW". He shot off, flying past fireplaces until he slowed and came to a stop where he fell into the Weasley's tiny kitchen. He had barely gotten up when Mrs. Weasley embraced him.
"Harry! You are FAR too thin! Those muggles do not feed you enough! Dinner will be ready in 20 minutes. Why don't you and Ron carry your stuff up to Ron's room and wash up?" she pushed Harry toward the stairs. He and Ron lugged his trunk up the first flight of stairs where they passed by Ginny's room. Just as they passed, Ginny walked out and Harry tried furiously to control his heart rate, which had just accelerated. Ginny had grown into a beautiful young woman. Her soft looking, wavy red hair now fell down her back and she had gotten a bit taller, and had…. filled out. She had also become much less shy and Harry highly doubted that after all these years she still had a crush on him. Too bad it was him that now had the crush on HER. He had since his 6th year when he had finally stopped looking at her as Ron's little sister and as Ginny Weasley. He had well concealed his feelings, in fear of embarrassment.
"Harry! It is so good to see you!" she said, touching his arm sending chills up his spine.
"You too Ginny, how was your summer?"
"Boring! But it'll be better soon! I'm going to dinner, see you down there!" and she hopped off. Harry mentally sighed and followed Ron up to his still orange room. Ginny was far out of his reach.
*
Ginny Weasley looked up the stairs, making sure Ron and Harry had gone up and she leaned against the wall and closed her eyes. If possible Harry had gotten even MORE gorgeous. His hair was still crazy, his eyes a brilliant green surrounded by wire rim glasses he'd gotten the year before, that made him look intellectual. He now had a muscular body thanks in large part to the quidditch training. She sighed. The past 7 years had been spent crushing over Harry. Sure, she had gone out with other guys but it would never work out because she always had and probably always would have a thing for Harry.
"Ginny! Come down here and help me set places for dinner!" her mum yelled. Ginny walked down the stairs and started helping her mum set the table. They were half way through when Harry and Ron, now accompanied by Hermione came down. Hermione had arrived earlier that day, and had been cooped up in her room writing a long letter to Viktor Krum, who she was now involved with and had been since the summer before 5th year. She and Viktor would visit each other over the summers, and during the year they would write letters to one another. Ginny was slightly against their relationship, since she had the sneaking suspicion Ron liked Hermione. But he was too thick to even realize it himself. Ginny suddenly jumped realizing that Harry was right next to her. He leaned towards her,
"Ginny, I need to talk to you later. When can you meet me?"
Startled she looked up at him. "What?"
"Is midnight in the tree house alright?"
She nodded vehemently. He smiled his amazing smile, winked, and walked outside. Ginny thought she was going to have a heart attack.
*
Harry threw his trunk on Ron's floor next to the extra bed.
"Hey, I'm going to go tell Hermione you're here." Ron said.
"Alright". Ron left and Harry was left alone with his thoughts that of course traveled to Ginny. She was beautiful, funny and smart. And though Harry didn't have a lot of experience with girls, he knew that she was the one for him. During the summer of 5th year, Harry had dated a Ravenclaw named Lena Shamdock. They went out a couple times, and Harry had even had his first kiss, but it wasn't meant to be. Midway through the summer he broke it off with her for reasons he still wasn't sure of. After that, all his feelings were towards Ginny. Suddenly, it hit him. He needed to talk to her. He needed to find out how she felt, and if she didn't feel the same way, no matter how bad it hurt, it would help him move on and get over her. And if she DID feel the same…he didn't even want to think of how that would be. He decided he would ask her to meet him tonight…midnight was a good time…and the tree house! The perfect place. The Weasley's tree hosue was small and cozy and PERFECT for a talk like this. It was decided. He would ask her tonight.
*
Ginny tossed and turned in her bed. She had gone to bed early hoping to grab some sleep before meeting Harry at midnight, but she couldn't sleep. She was far too excited. What would he want to talk about? She couldn't help but wonder. She looked at her clock. It read 11:57. She decided to go down. She walked down the stairs and quietly out the door. She crossed the lawn and climbed up into the tree house and found to her surprise that Harry was already there.
"Hey"
"Hey"
"Gin, thanks for meeting me" he said giving her a sweet smile.
"Of course!" she answered praying she didn't sound too excited. "What did you want to talk about?"
"Well…I…urgh! Okay we're older now, we're more mature and I felt I just needed to spit it out and tell you but…I…I think…well you know how….well…"
"Harry! Please just tell me!" she yelped.
"I like you"
Ginny just sat there as a wave of shock fell over her. He must've read her expression entirely differently.
"I'm so sorry! You must not feel the same way, but I just had to know so, I'll just leave now, I'm so sorry really I…."
She silenced him leaning over and kissing him hard on the lips.
A/N: And that would be chapter number 1 of my new story. I truly despise the other story. I REALLY do. It had no plot. I have a total plan for this story and I REALLY hope that you like it. It's going to get VERY good. Alert to all h/g fans, I promise that you will LOVE this. But watch the PG- 13 rating because I have a feeling at some point it may jump to R…but we'll see. I'm not that bad a writer soo…Yeah! PLEASE REVIEW!! Thanks!