A/N: I just realised that I haven't thanked anybody that's reviewed this.
Thank you all! You're all beautiful! I love you guys! You don't know, but
you've all helped me through a wee bit of a tough time, so thanks loads!
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Ron paced the Gryffindor common room. Not for the first time that evening, he smoothed out his burgundy dress robes. (His mother had sworn that there was a difference between burgundy and maroon. Ron was having trouble believing her.) He checked his breath for the twentieth time in the past ten minutes.
"Ron, you're minty fresh, okay?!" Harry's exasperated voice came from behind him. "Ginny and I are going now, okay? Promise me you won't pull your hair out from combing it."
"Oh you think you're so funny don't you?"
"Well, now that we're on the subject."
Ron gestured to Ginny, who was waiting for Harry at the portrait hole. "Go on. Go off gallivanting with my baby sister. She's waiting for you."
Harry winked and walked out of the common room, hand in hand with Ginny, leaving Ron to wait by the stairs wondering if Hermione had drowned in Sleekeazy's Hair Potion.
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"You look beautiful." Harry was almost pleased to see Ginny blush at his compliment. It made her look even prettier. Her dress robes were of midnight blue and seemed to have been made to fit on her small, slim frame. Over the past year her hair had grown into ringlets that tonight were tied back elegantly. She moved with a grace and dignity that Harry had never seen her use before. Her dark eyes sparkled whenever she looked at him. Yes, she truly was beautiful.
Ginny realised after about three minutes that she should really repay Harry's compliment. "Y-you look really nice too Harry." She managed with a heartfelt smile. Her tiny comment didn't cover her admiration by a long shot. She had been hung up on how great he looked since he had come down the spiral staircase that evening. He had always been taller than her, but this year he had gained a different build. He wasn't as skinny as he had been. His shoulders had broadened, making his robes hang off him in a very becoming manner. But he still retained all of his wit and schoolboy charm. He still had everything that Ginny had loved about him from the very start.
Just before the pair entered the Great Hall, Harry stopped dead.
"Oh, I completely forgot!"
"What? Is everything okay? Is it anything important?" Ginny began to look around wildly, hoping that there was nothing serious wrong.
Harry was fumbling around in the pocket of his robes. "You bet it's important. Aha! Found it!"
He pulled out a tiny wreath of deep blue flowers. Ginny let out a small gasp. "Oh Harry! They're beautiful!"
Harry turned Ginny around and wound the flowers into her hair. "Hermione showed me your robes on the sly, and I found these flowers to match it. I thought you deserved a gift after all you've been through so far this year. I'm sorry it isn't anything more."
Ginny whirled around. "Oh Harry don't be silly! They're gorgeous! I love them. Oh, but I don't have anything for you." Ginny looked thoroughly ashamed of herself.
"Don't be like that Ginny! You should know I don't want anything back, being the perfect gentleman that I am."
Ginny giggled. "Haha, okay then, but here, this might help to pay you back a little."
Ginny put her arms around Harry's neck, pulled herself up on tiptoe and kissed him softly.
Harry smiled down at her. "No, this might help pay me back." He kissed her back, but differently. Ginny could feel herself going weak at the knees. But that didn't matter, Harry was holding her up. Harry would catch her if she fell; He would remedy all ills.
Ginny knew that this night was starting as it meant to continue.
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Ron paced the Gryffindor common room. Not for the first time that evening, he smoothed out his burgundy dress robes. (His mother had sworn that there was a difference between burgundy and maroon. Ron was having trouble believing her.) He checked his breath for the twentieth time in the past ten minutes.
"Ron, you're minty fresh, okay?!" Harry's exasperated voice came from behind him. "Ginny and I are going now, okay? Promise me you won't pull your hair out from combing it."
"Oh you think you're so funny don't you?"
"Well, now that we're on the subject."
Ron gestured to Ginny, who was waiting for Harry at the portrait hole. "Go on. Go off gallivanting with my baby sister. She's waiting for you."
Harry winked and walked out of the common room, hand in hand with Ginny, leaving Ron to wait by the stairs wondering if Hermione had drowned in Sleekeazy's Hair Potion.
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"You look beautiful." Harry was almost pleased to see Ginny blush at his compliment. It made her look even prettier. Her dress robes were of midnight blue and seemed to have been made to fit on her small, slim frame. Over the past year her hair had grown into ringlets that tonight were tied back elegantly. She moved with a grace and dignity that Harry had never seen her use before. Her dark eyes sparkled whenever she looked at him. Yes, she truly was beautiful.
Ginny realised after about three minutes that she should really repay Harry's compliment. "Y-you look really nice too Harry." She managed with a heartfelt smile. Her tiny comment didn't cover her admiration by a long shot. She had been hung up on how great he looked since he had come down the spiral staircase that evening. He had always been taller than her, but this year he had gained a different build. He wasn't as skinny as he had been. His shoulders had broadened, making his robes hang off him in a very becoming manner. But he still retained all of his wit and schoolboy charm. He still had everything that Ginny had loved about him from the very start.
Just before the pair entered the Great Hall, Harry stopped dead.
"Oh, I completely forgot!"
"What? Is everything okay? Is it anything important?" Ginny began to look around wildly, hoping that there was nothing serious wrong.
Harry was fumbling around in the pocket of his robes. "You bet it's important. Aha! Found it!"
He pulled out a tiny wreath of deep blue flowers. Ginny let out a small gasp. "Oh Harry! They're beautiful!"
Harry turned Ginny around and wound the flowers into her hair. "Hermione showed me your robes on the sly, and I found these flowers to match it. I thought you deserved a gift after all you've been through so far this year. I'm sorry it isn't anything more."
Ginny whirled around. "Oh Harry don't be silly! They're gorgeous! I love them. Oh, but I don't have anything for you." Ginny looked thoroughly ashamed of herself.
"Don't be like that Ginny! You should know I don't want anything back, being the perfect gentleman that I am."
Ginny giggled. "Haha, okay then, but here, this might help to pay you back a little."
Ginny put her arms around Harry's neck, pulled herself up on tiptoe and kissed him softly.
Harry smiled down at her. "No, this might help pay me back." He kissed her back, but differently. Ginny could feel herself going weak at the knees. But that didn't matter, Harry was holding her up. Harry would catch her if she fell; He would remedy all ills.
Ginny knew that this night was starting as it meant to continue.