Chapter 20
The peace and quiet of the next few days was a relief to everyone, after the frantic rushing the Ministry business had brought. The school was abuzz with stories of the attack, and those who had taken part were being hero worshipped by those who had not. The aftermath also gave Harry some comfort, as it had shown everyone to be capable, and had proved many of his decisions right. He was visibly less strained and more cheerful to all. It was three days after the attack when he went to ask Ginny to remove the strapping around his ribs. His knock was answered.
'Come in, oh it's you. Hi.' Harry smiled at her.
'I was wondering if you would do me the service of removing the bandages you so lovingly bestowed upon my ribs.' His voice teased her.
'Well I don't know about that, how do I know you've healed?' She replied, just as teasingly.
Harry did a quick flip, landing just inches in front of her. Ginny didn't bat an eyelid.
'Believe me now?'
'Almost.'
Ginny was about to elaborate when Harry lent forward and kissed her lightly on the lips. Ginny's eyes were wide, and she stared at Harry as he drew back.
'How about now?' He teased her. Ginny smiled cunningly.
'I think so.' She said slowly.
'Better make sure then.' Said Harry, grinning. He lent forwards and kissed her again, holding it a little longer this time. He pulled back and gave her a questioning look.
'Yes, now I believe you.' She smiled at him. 'Sit on the bed.'
Harry did so, and without being asked to removed his shirt and lay back, as Ginny moved over to the counter and selected a small vial, filled with a crystal blue liquid. As she approached the bed Harry sat up again, and swung his legs off the bed.
Ginny walked round the back, and gently felt for the end of the bandage. Once she had found it, she slowly moved her hands round Harry's side, rolling the bandage as she went. Ten minutes later, she rolled up the end of the bandage, and Harry gave a sigh.
'Much better. You have no idea how itchy those things are.'
He reached around his back in vain, trying to reach what was evidently an itchy spot. Seeing him in difficulty, Ginny gave him some help, gently scratching his back, as he slowly rolled over and lay down. His eyes were soon closed. They soon opened when Ginny gave him a light tickle. He rose.
'Thank you.'
'You're welcome.'
As Harry moved towards her, she stepped to meet him, and his eyes showed his surprise for a moment before he kissed her once again. Ginny's hands moved along his shoulder blades, as she fought to gain control of her emotions, meanwhile Harry was caressing her long hair, slowly increasing the pressure of his kisses. They were interrupted by a knock, and they separated as Jack walked in.
'I'm here for.' He stopped, his eyes taking in the situation, before he smiled. Ginny was blushing, and Harry was fighting not to go the same way. He spoke before Jack could.
'Good afternoon. You're her for..?'
'I'm her so Peace can check my cuts.' The boy answered, slightly at a loss for words. 'Why are you here?' His voice was cheeky.
'None of your business you little cheek.' Jack snorted. 'How are they anyway?'
'Healed I think.'
'You better let Peace make sure then.'
As Jack turned away to take off his t-shirt, Harry chanced a look at Ginny. As their eyes met, both had to hold back laughter. Harry smiled, watching as Ginny examined the cuts on Jacks torso, and finally pronounced them healed. As Jack left the room he spoke.
'Hawk? Just to warn you - you're due to start our lesson in five minutes.'
Jack grinned as he saw Harry's look of realisation. With a sigh of annoyance, Harry turned back to Ginny.
'He's right you know. If I don't go I'll be late.'
'So go.' Ginny replied, kissing him lightly. 'A few more minutes and my own lot will be in here.'
Harry grinned, and gave her one last look before hurrying out of the room to prepare for his lesson with Fire. Harry smiled to himself as he walked to the duelling room. Nothing could spoil his mood. He worked fire hard that day, not letting them stop until he was satisfied he could drive them no further. After a water break, he led them outside to the course.
'I've added a few inventions of my own. You'll find it much harder now. You will go five times, with one minute in between. As it's hot, you can do it without shirts. Go.'
Harry watched as they started, cursing whatever had given the idea to add to the course. Never the less, they managed well, and had soon finished. By that time, Harry had though up another new exercise. It was abseiling down the north tower, by the end of which an audience had gathered to see the last of them come down, sweating with a combination of exertion and fear.
That's it. Next chapter up soon. Hope you enjoyed this one. Thanks for any reviews. - Pose.
The peace and quiet of the next few days was a relief to everyone, after the frantic rushing the Ministry business had brought. The school was abuzz with stories of the attack, and those who had taken part were being hero worshipped by those who had not. The aftermath also gave Harry some comfort, as it had shown everyone to be capable, and had proved many of his decisions right. He was visibly less strained and more cheerful to all. It was three days after the attack when he went to ask Ginny to remove the strapping around his ribs. His knock was answered.
'Come in, oh it's you. Hi.' Harry smiled at her.
'I was wondering if you would do me the service of removing the bandages you so lovingly bestowed upon my ribs.' His voice teased her.
'Well I don't know about that, how do I know you've healed?' She replied, just as teasingly.
Harry did a quick flip, landing just inches in front of her. Ginny didn't bat an eyelid.
'Believe me now?'
'Almost.'
Ginny was about to elaborate when Harry lent forward and kissed her lightly on the lips. Ginny's eyes were wide, and she stared at Harry as he drew back.
'How about now?' He teased her. Ginny smiled cunningly.
'I think so.' She said slowly.
'Better make sure then.' Said Harry, grinning. He lent forwards and kissed her again, holding it a little longer this time. He pulled back and gave her a questioning look.
'Yes, now I believe you.' She smiled at him. 'Sit on the bed.'
Harry did so, and without being asked to removed his shirt and lay back, as Ginny moved over to the counter and selected a small vial, filled with a crystal blue liquid. As she approached the bed Harry sat up again, and swung his legs off the bed.
Ginny walked round the back, and gently felt for the end of the bandage. Once she had found it, she slowly moved her hands round Harry's side, rolling the bandage as she went. Ten minutes later, she rolled up the end of the bandage, and Harry gave a sigh.
'Much better. You have no idea how itchy those things are.'
He reached around his back in vain, trying to reach what was evidently an itchy spot. Seeing him in difficulty, Ginny gave him some help, gently scratching his back, as he slowly rolled over and lay down. His eyes were soon closed. They soon opened when Ginny gave him a light tickle. He rose.
'Thank you.'
'You're welcome.'
As Harry moved towards her, she stepped to meet him, and his eyes showed his surprise for a moment before he kissed her once again. Ginny's hands moved along his shoulder blades, as she fought to gain control of her emotions, meanwhile Harry was caressing her long hair, slowly increasing the pressure of his kisses. They were interrupted by a knock, and they separated as Jack walked in.
'I'm here for.' He stopped, his eyes taking in the situation, before he smiled. Ginny was blushing, and Harry was fighting not to go the same way. He spoke before Jack could.
'Good afternoon. You're her for..?'
'I'm her so Peace can check my cuts.' The boy answered, slightly at a loss for words. 'Why are you here?' His voice was cheeky.
'None of your business you little cheek.' Jack snorted. 'How are they anyway?'
'Healed I think.'
'You better let Peace make sure then.'
As Jack turned away to take off his t-shirt, Harry chanced a look at Ginny. As their eyes met, both had to hold back laughter. Harry smiled, watching as Ginny examined the cuts on Jacks torso, and finally pronounced them healed. As Jack left the room he spoke.
'Hawk? Just to warn you - you're due to start our lesson in five minutes.'
Jack grinned as he saw Harry's look of realisation. With a sigh of annoyance, Harry turned back to Ginny.
'He's right you know. If I don't go I'll be late.'
'So go.' Ginny replied, kissing him lightly. 'A few more minutes and my own lot will be in here.'
Harry grinned, and gave her one last look before hurrying out of the room to prepare for his lesson with Fire. Harry smiled to himself as he walked to the duelling room. Nothing could spoil his mood. He worked fire hard that day, not letting them stop until he was satisfied he could drive them no further. After a water break, he led them outside to the course.
'I've added a few inventions of my own. You'll find it much harder now. You will go five times, with one minute in between. As it's hot, you can do it without shirts. Go.'
Harry watched as they started, cursing whatever had given the idea to add to the course. Never the less, they managed well, and had soon finished. By that time, Harry had though up another new exercise. It was abseiling down the north tower, by the end of which an audience had gathered to see the last of them come down, sweating with a combination of exertion and fear.
That's it. Next chapter up soon. Hope you enjoyed this one. Thanks for any reviews. - Pose.