Harry woke up to a comforting smell of logs burning in the Common Room, and lay there with his eyes shut for a little while longer. He eventually opened them to see who was fixing the fire.

It was Ginny, but she obviously didn't know he was awake. She looked very determined while placing logs on the fire, muttering charms every now and then, making the fire larger. Harry was amused by her determinedness to the it, and he started to smile.

That is, before he remembered the giant lump under his left eye. Instinctively he let out a loud groan, causing Ginny to almost fall into the fire in shock.

"Goodness, you scared me!" Ginny said, holding her hand to her chest.

"Ah-yeah, sorry..." Began Harry, before Ginny interrupted him with questions about his cheek. She crossed the room and kneeled next to his face, inspecting and prodding at it.

She made a disapproving noise with her teeth.

"No better, I assume, from the noises you're making?" Harry said.

"No, and I suggest you go down to the infirmary before Madame Pomfrey finds out it's got any worse than it is now." Ginny slid her hand under his shoulders and pulled him up towards her. Their faces were close when they finally stood up. "Alright?" Ginny asked him hoarsely.

Harry nodded, but his head looked as if he thought it weighed ten pounds. Ginny put her arm around his neck and held it up for them, and they walked very awkwardly and slowly to the hospital wing.

Madame Pomfrey was, as expected, enraged.

"Why did you not see me before this? I could have healed this already! Now it's gotten much worse...you could be in here until tonight." She said to Harry, and then turned to Ginny and said, "You may go."

Ginny gave him an apologetic look, and left reluctantly. Harry was left with Madame Pomfrey and her brisk orders. He eventually fell back to sleep after she had put him on some medicine, for a few hours, mainly out of boredom.

When he woke up, Harry checked his watch. It was 6:00...he'd been asleep for 6 hours. Geez. Harry turned to his right and saw that there were some presents on his bed table. He smiled inwardly to himself. One little injury, and leave it up to Ron and Hermione to get him something. He really did love his friends.

And Ginny. Yes, but notice I said "friends" not "Ginny". She's in a category of her own.

Harry reached for his glasses, and noted that his head felt considerably lighter than it had earlier in the morning. He put the parcels on his lap, and looked at Ron's first. Yes, it was what Harry had guessed- Chocolate Frogs and some Every Flavor Beans. Since he was in a good enough mood to eat, he popped a licorice bean in his mouth and begin chewing away happily.

Harry spit it out a moment later, breathing heavily. Hot pepper. Yech.

He moved on to his next parcel, something round that looked like a sort of cloth. He guessed it was from Hermione, but this didn't look like her usual neat and perfect wrapping job. He shrugged and opened the card first.

Harry-

Ron told me.

Love,

Ginny

Harry furrowed his eyebrows. Ron told her...what could he have told her?

And then he remembered.

He fumbled with the package and ripped open the paper to see what he had expected.

One of Ginny's night gowns.

It was all Harry could do to not crack up laughing - mainly because of the lump on his cheek, but also because he didn't want to wake up other people in the infirmary. He held his hand over his mouth, and, once he regained himself, unfolded the nightgown.

It was a green that looked as if it had once been brighter, but had been worn so much that it had faded into this pastel hue. Harry ran a hand over it and felt how thin and soft it was, and fingered with the white lace around the neckline. To his surprise, Harry inspected the entire thing with fascination - the tag at the back that Ginny had written "G.W." on in childish letters, and everything else.

Harry smiled. It didn't hurt. He looked around for any sign of teachers, or anyone awake, and then checked his watch - it was 4:00.

Fumbling for his wand, Harry finally found it. He concentrated as much as he could and then shouted a spell he had used many times before -

"Accio, Ginny Weasley!"

He kept his wand up even after shouting the spell, as if it would help. Twenty seconds had passed. Thirty. Forty. Harry thought his old faithful spell had failed, and placed his wand on the table beside him, when someone came flying headfirst onto his lap.

Ginny's head landed smacked on his sheet covered stomach, and he could feel her giggling on it. She lifted her head up breathlessly and pushed his arm playfully. "What was that all about?! I thought Professor McGonagall was about to have a heart attack when she saw me flying through the hallway!"

Harry grinned at her. "I was just bored. I got your night gown."

Ginny blushed. "Yes, well, I thought it only...er, fair that you get it. Since I have your, uh," She gulped. "Lucky boxers."

Harry blushed, too, and said, "Yeah, but I can't actually wear this, so it's still unfair."

"Oh, you can still wear it. I would die to see you in that thing." Ginny laughed.

Harry smiled and rolled his eyes, and realized Ginny was still standing. "Do you,-er- want to sit?" He scooted over to the right of the bed and patted the left.

Ginny took his offer and laid down next to Harry, and rested her head on his shoulder. There was an awkward silence, and Harry didn't know what to say. After a moment, though, Ginny piped up.

"So what did Ron and Hermione get you?" She asked him, rolling over more to see him properly.

"Well, Ron got me Chocolate Frogs and some Every Flavor beans, naturally. I still haven't checked to see what Hermione bought me...want to hand me the package on the table, right there?" He pointed to Ginny's left, and she turned to hand him the gift. It was round, and was wrapped in silver paper. Harry opened the card.

Harry,

I hope you feel better. Sneak out of the infirmary. You'll know what I mean.

Love,

Hermione

"What's it say?" Ginny asked him when she saw the confused look on Harry's face. He handed her the letter, and proceeded to unwrap his gift.

"It's my cloak! My invisibility cloak!" Harry said loudly. "Yes!"

"Ohhh yeah! Ron was telling me you had one of those," Ginny said, and noticed Harry was grinning at her mischievously. "What are you staring at me like that for?"

"You don't know how much fun this is. We're sneaking out! I don't have to stay here tonight. Quick - go peek around the curtain, see if Madame Pomfrey is anywhere near."

Ginny went, but returned and said, "Nope, she's not in here, for once. Down at dinner, I guess."

"Good," Said Harry. "Let's go."

Ginny helped him get his gifts together. Just as soon as Harry was about to throw the cloak over them both, Ginny stopped him.

"Wait," She said. "You have to wear this or I'm not leaving!" She was holding up her nightgown with one hand, and her other on her hip. There she goes again, with her hand on the hip thing. Yeah, but this time she's forcing us to wear her nightgown!

Harry stared at her. Ginny stared right back, and wasn't planning on moving. "But why do you want me to wear that?"

Ginny shrugged, and smiled. "Because it would be the funniest thing I've ever seen. And besides, I'm wearing your boxers."

"Right now?!" Harry gasped.

Ginny opened her robes to reveal that she was wearing her pajamas - Harry's boxers, and one of Ron's old Chudley Cannons shirts. That's the cutest thing I've ever seen.

Harry gave in. "Fine," he said. "But never again!" He pulled on the nightgown, which was up to his waist, over the pajamas Madame Pomfrey had given him to wear for the day. He stood in front of her. Ginny busted out in fits of laughter.

"I'm sorry...you just look so..." Ginny paused and clutched her stomach. "Undignified, or something."

Harry couldn't help it - he did feel as if all of his pride had been taken from him. "Can we just go back now, before she comes in here?"

So they finally set off for the Common Room, holding hands under the Invisibility Cloak.

When Harry and Ginny finally reached the portrait hole, it seemed as if neither of them wanted to let go of the other's hand, and neither of them wanted to move to take off the invisibility cloak. So they stood there for a minute, talking quietly.

"Well," Ginny whispered close to Harry. "I suppose we should get in there, now."

Harry nodded, and stretched out his hand, unlacing them from Ginny's fingers. He saw her wince. Not good. Do something!

Yes, Harry had to do something. She was sad now. And she had brought him her nightgown. And besides...he'd been wanting to do this...

"Ginny," He said, and grasped her by the shoulder, and turned her face towards his. He stared at her for a moment.

"What?" Ginny managed out, and then Harry leaned forward nervously, and kissed her.

And so they stood, eventually very close to each other, kissing for quite some time, and enjoying every moment of it. Even if Harry was wearing her nightgown, and Ginny was wearing his boxers.

(A/N -- Awww it's over!! I'm so sad. This story was tons of fun. Thanks to EVERYONE who reviews more than just once :) I love you ALL. There will be an epilogue added to this, so keep checking :) Peace, love, and H/G-

~Alayna)