AN: Fifth chapter already! It doesn't seem like that much, though. Probably because I enjoy doing this! Well, my friend Kit-Kat just went to Las Vegas for the three day weekend, so wish her luck and hope that she wins the big money! She'll just have to read this when she gets back, and maybe we can even have some mocha hot chocolate (YUM! Ghiradelli's, I suggest all of you try some), providing the weather is right. Thanks for reading! Disclaimer: My therapist says it's best to just let it all out, so.. I DON"T OWN THIS!!! IT BELONGS TO J.K. ROWLING! THERE! NOW YOU KNOW! (Disclaimers are so painful!)

Fancy a Swim? Chapter 5 (Chorus)

This is the story of a girl

Who cried a river and drowned the whole world

And while she looks so sad in photographs,

I absolutely love her, when she smiles

How many days in a year,

She woke up with hope,

but she only found tears

and I can be so insincere,

Makin' the promises never for real

As long as she stands there waiting

Wearing the holes in the soles of her shoes

How many days disappear, when you look in the mirror

say how do you choose

Your clothes never wear as well the next day

and your hair never falls in quite the same way

You never seem to run out of things to say....

(CHORUS)

How many lovers would say

Just to put up with this everyday and all day

How did we wind up this way?

Watching our mouths for the words that we say

As long as we stand here waiting,

Wearing the clothes of the soles of her shoes

How do we get there today?

When we're walking too far for the price of her shoes



Your clothes never wear as well the next day

and your hair never falls in quite the same way

You never seem to run out of things to say....

This is the story of a girl,

Who cried a river and drowned the whole world

And while she looks so sad and lonely there, I absolutely lover her When she smiles

Well, Your clothes never wear as well the next day

and your hair never falls in quite the same way

You never seem to run out of things to say....

This is the story of a girl

Who cried a river and drowned the whole world

And while she looks so sad in photographs,

I absolutely love her

This is the story of a girl,

who's pretty face she hid from the world

And while she looks so sad and lonely there, I absolutely love her

This is the story of a girl

Who cried a river and drowned the whole world

And while she looks so sad in photographs,

I absolutely love her, when she smiles...

When she smiles "Absolutely(story of a girl)" Nine Days

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Harry, Ginny, and the rest of the Weasleys plus Hermione finished the rest of breakfast in relative peace.

After breakfast, Harry helped Ron and the twins with the dishes, and then told them he was going for a walk. The Weasleys took this as 'Harry wanting to be alone time'. In reality, Harry just needed to go outside, and maybe clear his head.

Harry walked out the back door of the Burrow, making sure to close the door quietly behind him. He took off his trainers and socks and tied the laces together, placing the socks in his shoes. Throwing them over his shoulder, he walked across the grassy field, loving the feel of grass under his feet. He loved this. Being outside, knowing he had friends close by. He loved the feeling of acceptance the Burrow and the Weasleys always brought him.

He looked up at the sky, squinting in the sunlight. Harry just kept walking, going wherever his feet carried him. About ten minutes later, Harry came up to the edge of the small lake on the Weasley's property.

Harry took his shoes off his shoulders, and put them back on, not wanting to get splinters when he went on the wooden dock off the side of the lake. He walked out to the edge of the dock, hands in his pockets, staring at the light reflecting off of the lake. It was beautiful.

When Harry thought of beautiful, a few other things came to mind as well. Ginny. Harry continued to stare silently, thinking of Ginny. Her cheery smile, that always reached her eyes. Her eyes. Always sparkling, twinkling, sometimes mischieviously. Her bright, coppery red hair, the way it looked when sunlight reflected off it. Her laughter, warm, happy, geniuine.

Wait a minute. for a second, Harry thought he had actually heard her laughter. No, he was just imagining things. But then there it was again. Harry turned around, an was met by the chocolate brown eyes, red hair, and smile that was Ginny Weasley. Another smile lit up her face, her eyes twinkling.

Startled out of his reverie of thought, he acknowledged Ginny's presence.

"Hey Gin." Harry greeted.

"Hello, Harry." Ginny replied.

"What're you doing out here?" Harry questioned.

"Probably the same as you. Thinking, going for a walk." Ginny said.

"Yeah." Harry said simply.

"Pretty, isn't it?" Ginny questioned.

"Yes. And it must be nice to have a swimming place when it gets this hot out." Harry answered.

"Very. It's convenient. When we were little, my brothers and I used to come her, just swimming and playing around. The water is so clear, it's very clean, too." Answered Ginny.

"Sounds like fun." Harry said wistfully.

"I wonder if it still is." Ginny trailed off, a mischievious glint coming into her eyes. Harry turned around to face her, a questioning look on his face.

Suddenly, Ginny pushed Harry, hard, in an attempt to send him off the dock into the water. Harry gasped, and grabbed Ginny's hand, just as he tipped over and fell into the clean blue water.

Harry surfaced first, and waited a moment for Ginny to come to the surface. She came up seconds later, spluttering, to see Harry with a large smile on his face.

"Serves you right." Harry said, laughing as Ginny pushed her hair out of her face.

"Yes, I guess it does." Ginny said.

"Fancy a swim?" Harry laughed.

"Why not?" She swam away from him quickly as he reached out to push her under.

He chased after her, and they were soon swimming and laughing, diving under the surface. Finally, Harry caught up to her, as she was cornered between him and the dock. Suddenly, her smiling face went slack, as she noticed how close they were. Harry noticed this too, and looked over at Ginny bashfully.

Slowly, Ginny leaned over, and Harry did the same. Just before their lips touched, Ginny reached behind Harry. Suddenly, (AN: We needed a suddenly somewhere in here) she pushed down on his shoulders and dunked him under.

She swam away quickly, going over her. About ten seconds later, Harry still hadn't come up, and Ginny was getting a little worried. She looked around her, searching for Harry's head to pop up. She opened her mouth to say Harry's name, when suddenly, her leg was jerked violently, and she was pulled under the surface, mouth still open.

When she came up, Harry was laughing. She swam over to him and playfully swatted his arm, but smiling all the same. The swam over to the dock and held onto it. Ginny dared Harry to swim under the dock, telling him how when she was a little girl she had always been afraid to go near or under it, thinking something might be there.

Harry came back out, telling her that the only thing under was a bunch of moss and slimy green algae. Ginny then asked if he wanted to get out. They both agreed to, and swam over to the shore.

They laid out next to eachother in the clean tall grass, letting the sun dry them, talking and chatting happily. They were dry within twenty minutes. Ginny got up, and they both started walking, no where in particular. Ginny led Harry over to a large, leafy tree. They sat against the trunk together, enjoying the shade and each other's companionship.

Ginny and Harry talked and laughed together. Harry asked if Percy was still seeing Penelope, to which she answered yes. "I think he's planning on proposing to her soon." Ginny stated. Harry nodded, and closed his eyes. Ginny asked about Sirius. Harry hadn't elaborated much on the topic the other day, and Ginny was genuinely interested, and curious.

Harry sighed, but answered all the same. "He's all right, actually. He is still in hiding, as you know. He's still trying to find Peter, and when he does, he's going to bring him in, somehow, and prove his innocence. I haven't seen him in a while, though, so I only know what I hear in his letters."

"I wish I could meet him." Ginny said.

"He'd like that. I would too." Harry told her honestly.

"Would you?" Ginny asked seriously (AN: No pun intended).

"Yes." Said Harry, looking her in the eye.

"I missed you this summer." Ginny said cautiously.

"I missed you too, Gin. Your letters. They helped me a lot. You have no idea." Harry said.

"I enjoyed writing them. And getting yours, too." Ginny said softly.

"Ginny I-" Harry began, at the same time as Ginny said "Harry I-."

Both of them laughed nervously, wondering where to begin. Harry took a deep breath, and started again.

"Ginny, I- I think I love you. I mean, it may seem soon, or you may think we're to young to be in love, or." Harry trailed off, nervously, waiting for Ginny's response.

"Oh, Harry!" Ginny looked up at him.

"I-I, I think I love you, too. I just never knew how to say it, or if you felt the same." Finished Ginny.

"Really?" Harry asked, his insides flooded over with a wave of relief and happiness. He felt like he was soaring. She loved him!

Ginny nodded, at this point, words weren't nessecary. Slowly, ever so slowly, it seemed, Harry leaned down, and touched her lips softly with his. The kiss was slow and gentle, yet loving. He pulled her onto his lap, and she wrapped her arms around his neck.

When they broke apart a little while later, but what seemed like forever, Ginny stayed where she was on Harry's lap and snuggled into his chest. Harry wrapped his arms around her and held her close, and they spent the afternoon talking, or just sitting there, each happy to have the other near.

At lunchtime (in other words, when they were both hungry), Harry and Ginny got up, albeit reluctantly, and walked back to the Burrow hand in hand.

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AN: Wow. This one was LONG. Fortunately, I felt like writing, so this didn't take long (well, only a few hours). Anyways, I'm going to go now, so, if you feel like leaving a review to tell me your opinion, feel free! Thank you!