Ginny's big eyes made her look like a frightened doe. She stared straight
into Harry.
"Must be hard.." she said, unconsciously biting her bottom lip. She was so adorable, Harry could barely contain himself. She reached up with her free hand and touched Harry's temple. "You look different, without your glasses," she spoke softly. Time seemed like it was moving in slow motion. Harry knew it was now or never. He leaned in closer to her, and she closed her eyes. The firelight upon her eyelashes cast shadows down her freckled cheeks. He could feel her soft breath coming from her slightly parted lips. Harry brushed his mouth against hers, and saw her raise her eyebrows. Closing his eyes, he leaned into the kiss, trying to be as gentle as possible; she was so shy, he didn't want to scare her away. But after she got over her shock, Harry didn't have to worry about it. His wondering if she still had her little crush on him was answered, with a big, nonverbal yes. It seemed like she had been waiting to kiss him her whole life.
Harry slid his arms around her little waist, and she leaned into the kiss as well. She was so warm. She ran her hands through his unruly, jet black hair, and pulled herself closer to him in earnest.
When they finally stopped, mostly because Harry was beyond dizzy, they stared at each other in shock.
"Harry..I....I..." Ginny seemed uncertain again, unlike she had been in the kiss. Harry had to push away his nervousness and be strong for her. If he said the wrong thing, he could end up pushing her away from him forever. Holding her like this, having her in such a compromising position, all her feelings exposed, he knew he had to confirm her trust in him.
"I should've done that a long time ago," Harry said, looking away. "I didn't know what I could have, I didn't realize how wonderful you are before, how beautiful, and funny, and amazing and perfect and.."he trailed off. He looked back at her to see a tentative smile filling up her pretty face.
"I like you Harry, I have for a long time," she said quietly. He grinned.
"I like you too Ginny," he replied.
With that innocent look on her face, she began humming "Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match" again.
"You're full of surprises!" Harry laughed. Ginny giggled, and Harry leaned in and kissed her firmly on the mouth.
"So are you!" she rebuked. They continued this for a few minutes, giggling, teasing, and kissing, until the laughter died down and Harry just held her against him, her head on his shoulder. He could feel her heart being against his.
It had taken a long time for this to happen, and Harry hoped this would last for a long time. It had just taken them opening up to each other, face to face.
*End*
"Must be hard.." she said, unconsciously biting her bottom lip. She was so adorable, Harry could barely contain himself. She reached up with her free hand and touched Harry's temple. "You look different, without your glasses," she spoke softly. Time seemed like it was moving in slow motion. Harry knew it was now or never. He leaned in closer to her, and she closed her eyes. The firelight upon her eyelashes cast shadows down her freckled cheeks. He could feel her soft breath coming from her slightly parted lips. Harry brushed his mouth against hers, and saw her raise her eyebrows. Closing his eyes, he leaned into the kiss, trying to be as gentle as possible; she was so shy, he didn't want to scare her away. But after she got over her shock, Harry didn't have to worry about it. His wondering if she still had her little crush on him was answered, with a big, nonverbal yes. It seemed like she had been waiting to kiss him her whole life.
Harry slid his arms around her little waist, and she leaned into the kiss as well. She was so warm. She ran her hands through his unruly, jet black hair, and pulled herself closer to him in earnest.
When they finally stopped, mostly because Harry was beyond dizzy, they stared at each other in shock.
"Harry..I....I..." Ginny seemed uncertain again, unlike she had been in the kiss. Harry had to push away his nervousness and be strong for her. If he said the wrong thing, he could end up pushing her away from him forever. Holding her like this, having her in such a compromising position, all her feelings exposed, he knew he had to confirm her trust in him.
"I should've done that a long time ago," Harry said, looking away. "I didn't know what I could have, I didn't realize how wonderful you are before, how beautiful, and funny, and amazing and perfect and.."he trailed off. He looked back at her to see a tentative smile filling up her pretty face.
"I like you Harry, I have for a long time," she said quietly. He grinned.
"I like you too Ginny," he replied.
With that innocent look on her face, she began humming "Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match" again.
"You're full of surprises!" Harry laughed. Ginny giggled, and Harry leaned in and kissed her firmly on the mouth.
"So are you!" she rebuked. They continued this for a few minutes, giggling, teasing, and kissing, until the laughter died down and Harry just held her against him, her head on his shoulder. He could feel her heart being against his.
It had taken a long time for this to happen, and Harry hoped this would last for a long time. It had just taken them opening up to each other, face to face.
*End*