Chapter 1 The Mistake
Ginny's eyes shot open as she felt Pig's sharp talons pinch into her shoulder.
"Alright, okay! I'll get you some food!" she said as she lazily pulled herself out of bed. As she looked through her clothes to get something to wear she wiped the blood off of the fresh cuts on her shoulder.
"RON! Come get your stupid owl!" Ginny yelled as Pig began to attack her. Running out of her room in just a shirt and a pair of boxers, she collided with another person.
"Woah! Ginny! Slow down!" laughed the familiar voice. Too familiar.
"Harry! Since when did you get here?" asked an embarrassed Ginny as she reached a hand to her disheveled hair.
"Hermione and I got here earlier this morning; your mom told us not to wake you," he laughed, "You look great!" he teased.
"Oh, shut up!" she said as she hit him, "Do me a favor and grab Pig? he wont stop attacking me!" Ginny begged, and Harry did so. Shooing Harry out of her room, she slipped into a pair of jeans and a Chudley Cannons Quidditch tank top that Ron had gotten her for her fifteenth birthday. Reaching the bottom of the stairs she saw Ron and Hermione flirting carelessly with each other in the corner, and Harry was being made the twins' guinea pig with their newest invention; Tongue Tying Taffy. Tip-toeing silently behind Harry's back, Ginny jumped up onto him.
"Woah! Hey!" Harry said as he gripped her legs to support her wieght.
"Come on! I'm taking you hostage! Let's go outside!" Ginny said, and Harry carried her out of the door. It was amazing how muscular playing Quidditch makes you Ginny realized as she clutched Harry's shoulders. When they were out in the tree filled area behind the house, Harry set her down on the ground.
"So, how does it feel being fifteen?" Harry asked her as they walked deeper into the trees.
"It's great! I'm older, and I definitely LOOK older!" she said as she looked down at herself, " And Ron got me something that I'd actually wear for once!" she said as she motioned to the tank top.
"It's cute!" he said, and then he handed her a small box with animated Snitch wrapping paper, "Happy birthday," he said. Ginny took it into her hands, letting her bright red hair skim her cheeks. She opened the box and pulled out a long, silver chain with 'Ginny' inscribed into it. When her skin touched the letters it glew red. Her eyes sparkled and she lifted her hair and put the necklace on.
"It glows red when you're happy or content, but if your sad or mad it grows green. I had it custom made, he added, unsure by her lack of reaction if she liked it or not until she pounced on him.
"I love it! Thanks Harry!" she said, pressing up against him as she hugged him.
"Don't mention it! Well, we better head back before anyone starts to worry!" Harry coughed, and Ginny grabbed onto Harry's arm and lead him into the house.
"There you guys are!" Ron said, relieved, but became angrily suspicious, " And just what were you doing?" he asked.
"No, it wasn't like that Ron! I only wanted to give her her birthday present," Harry said.
"Yeah, and you and Hermione looked as if you wanted to be left alone! So basically we did you a favor," Ginny said, and Ron calmed down. It hurt her the way that Harry said point-blank that he wasn't interested in Ginny as a girlfriend. She really like Harry still, but she refused to let that get to her.
It was two o'clock in the morning at The Burrow, but Ginny wasn't asleep. Laying on top of her bed in her Gryffindor Pajama's she listened to Ron and Hermione sneaking off to his room together. This made her wonder where Harry was. Deciding that it was too hard to sleep, she put on some shoes and went outside. The moon was extravagant at this time in the morning, and the cool breeze was enough to send chills down anyone's spine. It felt like rain.
"Hey Gin! What are you doing up so late?" she heard Harry ask.
"I couldn't sleep, and Ron and Hermione aren't helping, either," Ginny added. A few specs of water hit her face.
"Feels like it's going to rain," Harry said as it began to rain harder, making Ginny laugh. "let's get you inside. You don't want to get sick ," Harry said, but Ginny spun around in the rain, getting soaked.
"I love the rain!" she laughed as more and more water hit her face. As she slowed down she began to get cold, causing Harry to get closer to her.
"You're cold, you really should get inside!" Harry said as he placed his hands on her shoulders. Ginny just smiled, "What?" Harry asked.
"Nothing! It's just that you're so cute when you're worried," Ginny said, and then it happened. Harry began to kiss her. It was polite at first, until they noticed that neither of them were going to pull away, and then it became more passionate. Harry started to lay Ginny down in the wet grass, rain falling all around them, and they began kissing while rolling around in the mud. Ginny, landing on top, began to lift her shirt up slowly, but Harry's hands landed on hers and he pulled them down, getting up from the ground.
"Who are we kidding? I mean, we can't do this, you're Ron's little sister!" Harry said as he helped Ginny up. the romance was gone. Now all that was left was the rain and the mud.
"Right! Ron's little sister. Can't do this," and she walked up into her room without looking back.
Ginny's eyes shot open as she felt Pig's sharp talons pinch into her shoulder.
"Alright, okay! I'll get you some food!" she said as she lazily pulled herself out of bed. As she looked through her clothes to get something to wear she wiped the blood off of the fresh cuts on her shoulder.
"RON! Come get your stupid owl!" Ginny yelled as Pig began to attack her. Running out of her room in just a shirt and a pair of boxers, she collided with another person.
"Woah! Ginny! Slow down!" laughed the familiar voice. Too familiar.
"Harry! Since when did you get here?" asked an embarrassed Ginny as she reached a hand to her disheveled hair.
"Hermione and I got here earlier this morning; your mom told us not to wake you," he laughed, "You look great!" he teased.
"Oh, shut up!" she said as she hit him, "Do me a favor and grab Pig? he wont stop attacking me!" Ginny begged, and Harry did so. Shooing Harry out of her room, she slipped into a pair of jeans and a Chudley Cannons Quidditch tank top that Ron had gotten her for her fifteenth birthday. Reaching the bottom of the stairs she saw Ron and Hermione flirting carelessly with each other in the corner, and Harry was being made the twins' guinea pig with their newest invention; Tongue Tying Taffy. Tip-toeing silently behind Harry's back, Ginny jumped up onto him.
"Woah! Hey!" Harry said as he gripped her legs to support her wieght.
"Come on! I'm taking you hostage! Let's go outside!" Ginny said, and Harry carried her out of the door. It was amazing how muscular playing Quidditch makes you Ginny realized as she clutched Harry's shoulders. When they were out in the tree filled area behind the house, Harry set her down on the ground.
"So, how does it feel being fifteen?" Harry asked her as they walked deeper into the trees.
"It's great! I'm older, and I definitely LOOK older!" she said as she looked down at herself, " And Ron got me something that I'd actually wear for once!" she said as she motioned to the tank top.
"It's cute!" he said, and then he handed her a small box with animated Snitch wrapping paper, "Happy birthday," he said. Ginny took it into her hands, letting her bright red hair skim her cheeks. She opened the box and pulled out a long, silver chain with 'Ginny' inscribed into it. When her skin touched the letters it glew red. Her eyes sparkled and she lifted her hair and put the necklace on.
"It glows red when you're happy or content, but if your sad or mad it grows green. I had it custom made, he added, unsure by her lack of reaction if she liked it or not until she pounced on him.
"I love it! Thanks Harry!" she said, pressing up against him as she hugged him.
"Don't mention it! Well, we better head back before anyone starts to worry!" Harry coughed, and Ginny grabbed onto Harry's arm and lead him into the house.
"There you guys are!" Ron said, relieved, but became angrily suspicious, " And just what were you doing?" he asked.
"No, it wasn't like that Ron! I only wanted to give her her birthday present," Harry said.
"Yeah, and you and Hermione looked as if you wanted to be left alone! So basically we did you a favor," Ginny said, and Ron calmed down. It hurt her the way that Harry said point-blank that he wasn't interested in Ginny as a girlfriend. She really like Harry still, but she refused to let that get to her.
It was two o'clock in the morning at The Burrow, but Ginny wasn't asleep. Laying on top of her bed in her Gryffindor Pajama's she listened to Ron and Hermione sneaking off to his room together. This made her wonder where Harry was. Deciding that it was too hard to sleep, she put on some shoes and went outside. The moon was extravagant at this time in the morning, and the cool breeze was enough to send chills down anyone's spine. It felt like rain.
"Hey Gin! What are you doing up so late?" she heard Harry ask.
"I couldn't sleep, and Ron and Hermione aren't helping, either," Ginny added. A few specs of water hit her face.
"Feels like it's going to rain," Harry said as it began to rain harder, making Ginny laugh. "let's get you inside. You don't want to get sick ," Harry said, but Ginny spun around in the rain, getting soaked.
"I love the rain!" she laughed as more and more water hit her face. As she slowed down she began to get cold, causing Harry to get closer to her.
"You're cold, you really should get inside!" Harry said as he placed his hands on her shoulders. Ginny just smiled, "What?" Harry asked.
"Nothing! It's just that you're so cute when you're worried," Ginny said, and then it happened. Harry began to kiss her. It was polite at first, until they noticed that neither of them were going to pull away, and then it became more passionate. Harry started to lay Ginny down in the wet grass, rain falling all around them, and they began kissing while rolling around in the mud. Ginny, landing on top, began to lift her shirt up slowly, but Harry's hands landed on hers and he pulled them down, getting up from the ground.
"Who are we kidding? I mean, we can't do this, you're Ron's little sister!" Harry said as he helped Ginny up. the romance was gone. Now all that was left was the rain and the mud.
"Right! Ron's little sister. Can't do this," and she walked up into her room without looking back.