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"Did all go according to plan?" Ginny asked, "Dad has been worrying all week".
"Umm, yeah- except they apperated on top of the kitchen table, Dudley jumped and put his foot through the television. Mr. Weasley offered to fix it, but the curse hit Dudley instead. He lost a heap of weight ad after being 'repaired' but refused to have any more magic performed on him to reverse it- yeah, other than that it went fine." Harry finished.
Ginny giggled and there was an aquard silence in which Harry looked into her eyes, but was afraid of what he saw, and looked away quickly.
They sat talking for what seemed like no time, not noticing the time go by.
The subject changed from quidditch, which Harry was surprised to hear that Ginny was quite interested in- to the inter-school quidditch match that harry had been invited to, through to brooms and then to Diagon Alley and then Hogsmead. Harry found out that Ginny had never been, because her best friend wasn't allowed to go. He also learned that she was coming to visit next week, the same day as Hermione.
Harry soon found himself gossiping about his two best friends, and when Ron was finally going to ask Hermione out, or if she would swallow her pride and ask him first.
Harry found he loved talking to Ginny, and before he knew it, he had been sitting on the bed talking to her for two hours.
After a while Harry got a little tired so he and Ginny decided to go and carry his trunk upstairs and set up his bed.
They walked down silently, found Harry's trunk and heaved it up the many stairs until they came to a halt in front of a door labeled Ronald's Room.
When they finally had the heavy trunk against the wall, both Harry and Ginny collapsed on Ron's bed.
After Harry had regained his breath, he sat up to find Ginny facing him, looking into his eyes.
Harry felt himself leaning towards Ginny. He pretended to himself that he didn't know what was about to happen, he pretended that he didn't know he was about to kiss her.
Their noses were touching and Harry as just leaning closer when- the door flew open, and Ron walked in- they both jumed apart quickly, but Harry had the feeling that Ron had seen whajt they were about to do.
"Hiya Harry. Sorry I was so late, mum told us you wouldn't mind, and we lost track of time." Ron said slowly, taking in his best friend and little sister's guilty red faces.
Harry and Ginny were both doing the best to look like nothing had happened and apparently Ron was playing along because he soon said: "Oh, great you've bought your trunk up. Wont you two come down and help set the table?"
Harry and Ginny looked at each other and promptly followed Ron downstairs and into the kitchen.
"Did all go according to plan?" Ginny asked, "Dad has been worrying all week".
"Umm, yeah- except they apperated on top of the kitchen table, Dudley jumped and put his foot through the television. Mr. Weasley offered to fix it, but the curse hit Dudley instead. He lost a heap of weight ad after being 'repaired' but refused to have any more magic performed on him to reverse it- yeah, other than that it went fine." Harry finished.
Ginny giggled and there was an aquard silence in which Harry looked into her eyes, but was afraid of what he saw, and looked away quickly.
They sat talking for what seemed like no time, not noticing the time go by.
The subject changed from quidditch, which Harry was surprised to hear that Ginny was quite interested in- to the inter-school quidditch match that harry had been invited to, through to brooms and then to Diagon Alley and then Hogsmead. Harry found out that Ginny had never been, because her best friend wasn't allowed to go. He also learned that she was coming to visit next week, the same day as Hermione.
Harry soon found himself gossiping about his two best friends, and when Ron was finally going to ask Hermione out, or if she would swallow her pride and ask him first.
Harry found he loved talking to Ginny, and before he knew it, he had been sitting on the bed talking to her for two hours.
After a while Harry got a little tired so he and Ginny decided to go and carry his trunk upstairs and set up his bed.
They walked down silently, found Harry's trunk and heaved it up the many stairs until they came to a halt in front of a door labeled Ronald's Room.
When they finally had the heavy trunk against the wall, both Harry and Ginny collapsed on Ron's bed.
After Harry had regained his breath, he sat up to find Ginny facing him, looking into his eyes.
Harry felt himself leaning towards Ginny. He pretended to himself that he didn't know what was about to happen, he pretended that he didn't know he was about to kiss her.
Their noses were touching and Harry as just leaning closer when- the door flew open, and Ron walked in- they both jumed apart quickly, but Harry had the feeling that Ron had seen whajt they were about to do.
"Hiya Harry. Sorry I was so late, mum told us you wouldn't mind, and we lost track of time." Ron said slowly, taking in his best friend and little sister's guilty red faces.
Harry and Ginny were both doing the best to look like nothing had happened and apparently Ron was playing along because he soon said: "Oh, great you've bought your trunk up. Wont you two come down and help set the table?"
Harry and Ginny looked at each other and promptly followed Ron downstairs and into the kitchen.
