Chapter Two
Wide brown eyes met shocked green ones for the first time in four years. Harry and Ginny started at each other for at least twenty seconds before George came over and broke the awkward silence.
"Harry, old pal! How've ya been? I see you've met my little sister, Ginny, here?" George said. Ginny glared hard at her brother.
"It's ummm..good to see you again..Ginny," Harry said quietly, giving her a small smile.
"You too," she replied. Suddenly, a loud explosion came from somewhere near the back of the shop, and Fred came stumbling out of a door, scorch marks covering his face.
"Uh, Fred?" he said, "You might wanna get back here. Pronto." George rolled his eyes.
"I'll see you guys later," he said, winking at Harry, and walking toward the back of the shop.
"So, umm.," Harry tried to break the awkward silence, "What have you been.up to lately?"
"Not much," Ginny replied, "*You've* obviously been doing well. Ron tells me your playing Quidditch!"
"Uh, yeah," Harry said, looking embarrassed. He never did like drawing attention to himself. They chatted for a few minutes until they heard another loud bang.
"Looks like they'll be in there for a while," Ginny smiled.
"Yeah," Harry said, "You, er, wanna grab some dinner or.something?"
"Yeah," said Ginny, "Yeah, that'd be great." He offered his arm to her and she took it with a slight laugh.
They walked down the street several block, and had a nice dinner and a small diner. They talked about everything, catching up on the past few years.
"Here, let me walk you home," Harry offered when they were done with they're meal.
"Thanks, Harry, but I can handle - "
"No, I'd love to," Harry interjected.
"Alright," Ginny said.
"Well, here we are, " Ginny said nervously when they reached her small house.
"Yep, here we are," Harry said. He was rocking slightly on his feet, arms swaying. Ginny looked around nervously, her eyes scanning her yard. She suddenly felt Harry's hand come up and softly touch her cheek, bringing her face back to look at him. Ginny gasped as she felt warm tingles on her face. She could feel him leaning closer and closer until their lips softly touched. She slipped her arms around his neck as his found their way around her waist. The kiss quickly deepened and Ginny found herself fumbling for the doorknob behind her. They stumbled inside, shutting the door quickly behind them.
Ginny suddenly felt the bed behind her knees. Unbeknownst to her, she had slowly been leading herself and Harry back into her bedroom.
His hands were wondering soflty over her body, and all conscious thought seemed to fade away.
Wide brown eyes met shocked green ones for the first time in four years. Harry and Ginny started at each other for at least twenty seconds before George came over and broke the awkward silence.
"Harry, old pal! How've ya been? I see you've met my little sister, Ginny, here?" George said. Ginny glared hard at her brother.
"It's ummm..good to see you again..Ginny," Harry said quietly, giving her a small smile.
"You too," she replied. Suddenly, a loud explosion came from somewhere near the back of the shop, and Fred came stumbling out of a door, scorch marks covering his face.
"Uh, Fred?" he said, "You might wanna get back here. Pronto." George rolled his eyes.
"I'll see you guys later," he said, winking at Harry, and walking toward the back of the shop.
"So, umm.," Harry tried to break the awkward silence, "What have you been.up to lately?"
"Not much," Ginny replied, "*You've* obviously been doing well. Ron tells me your playing Quidditch!"
"Uh, yeah," Harry said, looking embarrassed. He never did like drawing attention to himself. They chatted for a few minutes until they heard another loud bang.
"Looks like they'll be in there for a while," Ginny smiled.
"Yeah," Harry said, "You, er, wanna grab some dinner or.something?"
"Yeah," said Ginny, "Yeah, that'd be great." He offered his arm to her and she took it with a slight laugh.
They walked down the street several block, and had a nice dinner and a small diner. They talked about everything, catching up on the past few years.
"Here, let me walk you home," Harry offered when they were done with they're meal.
"Thanks, Harry, but I can handle - "
"No, I'd love to," Harry interjected.
"Alright," Ginny said.
"Well, here we are, " Ginny said nervously when they reached her small house.
"Yep, here we are," Harry said. He was rocking slightly on his feet, arms swaying. Ginny looked around nervously, her eyes scanning her yard. She suddenly felt Harry's hand come up and softly touch her cheek, bringing her face back to look at him. Ginny gasped as she felt warm tingles on her face. She could feel him leaning closer and closer until their lips softly touched. She slipped her arms around his neck as his found their way around her waist. The kiss quickly deepened and Ginny found herself fumbling for the doorknob behind her. They stumbled inside, shutting the door quickly behind them.
Ginny suddenly felt the bed behind her knees. Unbeknownst to her, she had slowly been leading herself and Harry back into her bedroom.
His hands were wondering soflty over her body, and all conscious thought seemed to fade away.