They would find a pleasantly green little hill, first of all. Preferably one covered in clovers and morning glory. Then they would spread out a blanket and lie down, facing the heavens with a keen eye -- searching for anything and everything.
"You know," she said one afternoon, blinking up at the sun. "I think mum and dad are worried about me."
He stopped his search, and turned his head to look at her, carefully studying the expression on her freckled face. "Why do you say that?" he asked.
A grin spread across her face, and she turned to face him as well. "Well... I think they've got the idea into their heads that we go off to snog every day." She sighed, and rolled her eyes. "Probably something Ron's been hinting at. The other night he saw me go into you're room to say goodnight."
Remus's eyes widened at this, as he was completely astonished that anyone could assume something so... strange of him. "But... but you're just a little girl!" he said, sounding shocked.
"I'm not that little." she muttered, obviously perturbed. "But, anyway... it's not as though I'm stupid. If I had a boyfriend that was your age I'd certainly never mention him -- let alone have a relationship with him in the same house as my parents."
"Well, aren't you the poster-girl for Honesty."
"Shut up, Remus."
They both retured to combing for images, the air considerably tighter now. Nothing was said for quite some time, and they simply scanned in silence -- until...
"I really do like spending time with you, though,"
Her voice held a slight tremor, as though she weren't quite sure she should be saying this to him. But as soon as she finished the sentence his heart skipped a beat, and he smiled gratefully.
"I'm glad. I like spending time with you, too."
A pause.
"The idea of us being together is ridiculous, though."
"Unbelievably."
"It would never work out."
"Certainly not."
She looked at him from the corner of her eye, and slyly whispered: "I think this is the part where you lean over and kiss me hard on the mouth, muttering my name between between busses and tangling your hands in my hair..."
His heart sped up again, missing more beats than Remus thought it was allowed to. "You could have just asked," he whispered back.
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Okay. That chapter was weird. But it's the end. In this chapter, time has passed and their relationship has changed a bit. I hope I made it seem that Ginny had a small little thing for Remus... Anway, this is the end. Thanks for reading ^_^
