After losing themselves from the world around them for a precious few seconds, they opened their eyes to the reality surrounding them.
"I better go catch up with Mione, we were going shopping later.." Ginny said, still clutching Harry's hands. Harry nodded slightly, wishing secretly she wouldn't go. Ginny kissed him again quickly, then smiled. "I'll come over later, okay?"
"Yeah, sounds nice." Harry said, holding back his feelings. Ginny sighed and leaned in by his ear.
"I won't tell anyone this happened, Harry." Her breath blowed on his ear, the words echoed in his mind. He kissed her cheek and she aproached the door. She turned, looked at him a final time and exited. Harry fell back onto the sofa, closing his eyes, and thinking about
"Hey Ginny." Harry sat up immediatly, recognizing Ron's voice.
"Hey Ron." Ginny said softly, then apparating off to the library. Ron turned the doorhandle and waved, looking around the room. Harry wiped his face quickly with his hand and sat back up.
"Your late." Harry said lowly, twisting his neck until it gave a large pop sound. Ron shrugged and sat down next to him on the couch.
"Sorry bout that, I was helping the twins with inventory." He sat his feet up on the large, scratchy wooden table. "Saw Gin coming out of here, where's Mione?" Harry looked around nervously.
"She had to go to the library, me and Ginny talked for awhile." Ron nodded and scratched his shoulder.
"Same old Hermione, still a bookworm." Ron raised an eyebrow, realizing Harry was avoiding his eyes. "What's wrong, Harry?" Harry gulped and sighed loudly.
"I need to talk to you, it's about Ginny." Ron shrugged.
"What about her?" Harry picked at a hangnail on his index finger, then looked Ron in the eyes.
"I like her." Ron's eyes grew wide.
"Really? Took you awhile, didn't it?" Ron chuckled nervously.
"I, er, kissed her Ron.." Ron stopped chuckling.
"Well, she's almost 20, but if, er, you guys do go out, If you treat her like dung," Harry shook his head.
"I won't. I really like her, Ron, I just, I want us still to be friends." Ron smiled.
"I do too, really Harry, you should have gone after her instead of Mione." Ron poked him playfully,
"Yeah, well, you just wanted her yourself." Ron turned pick, making Harry snicker. "Sorry, Ron. But really, what's taking you so long?" Ron shrugged.
"She's too good for me, Harry. She's smart and pretty and doesn't take s*** from anyone." Harry nodded, rising from his seat to get some butterbeers.
"She is pretty and smart, but don't lower your standards of yourself, just go for it." A swirly memory of Ginny popped into his mind for the 92nd time. Ron shrugged, taking a beer from Harry.
"Maybe, maybe I'll ask her.." Ron said, gulping down a chug of beer. "Thanks for the pep talk, Harro. I better go, the twins are going to show me some new invention of theirs." Harry nodded, watching Ron stand up.
"Ron, thanks." Ron turned from in front of the door, shrugged and smiled.
"No problem. Just be good to her." Ron said winking, then exiting out the door.
"I better go catch up with Mione, we were going shopping later.." Ginny said, still clutching Harry's hands. Harry nodded slightly, wishing secretly she wouldn't go. Ginny kissed him again quickly, then smiled. "I'll come over later, okay?"
"Yeah, sounds nice." Harry said, holding back his feelings. Ginny sighed and leaned in by his ear.
"I won't tell anyone this happened, Harry." Her breath blowed on his ear, the words echoed in his mind. He kissed her cheek and she aproached the door. She turned, looked at him a final time and exited. Harry fell back onto the sofa, closing his eyes, and thinking about
"Hey Ginny." Harry sat up immediatly, recognizing Ron's voice.
"Hey Ron." Ginny said softly, then apparating off to the library. Ron turned the doorhandle and waved, looking around the room. Harry wiped his face quickly with his hand and sat back up.
"Your late." Harry said lowly, twisting his neck until it gave a large pop sound. Ron shrugged and sat down next to him on the couch.
"Sorry bout that, I was helping the twins with inventory." He sat his feet up on the large, scratchy wooden table. "Saw Gin coming out of here, where's Mione?" Harry looked around nervously.
"She had to go to the library, me and Ginny talked for awhile." Ron nodded and scratched his shoulder.
"Same old Hermione, still a bookworm." Ron raised an eyebrow, realizing Harry was avoiding his eyes. "What's wrong, Harry?" Harry gulped and sighed loudly.
"I need to talk to you, it's about Ginny." Ron shrugged.
"What about her?" Harry picked at a hangnail on his index finger, then looked Ron in the eyes.
"I like her." Ron's eyes grew wide.
"Really? Took you awhile, didn't it?" Ron chuckled nervously.
"I, er, kissed her Ron.." Ron stopped chuckling.
"Well, she's almost 20, but if, er, you guys do go out, If you treat her like dung," Harry shook his head.
"I won't. I really like her, Ron, I just, I want us still to be friends." Ron smiled.
"I do too, really Harry, you should have gone after her instead of Mione." Ron poked him playfully,
"Yeah, well, you just wanted her yourself." Ron turned pick, making Harry snicker. "Sorry, Ron. But really, what's taking you so long?" Ron shrugged.
"She's too good for me, Harry. She's smart and pretty and doesn't take s*** from anyone." Harry nodded, rising from his seat to get some butterbeers.
"She is pretty and smart, but don't lower your standards of yourself, just go for it." A swirly memory of Ginny popped into his mind for the 92nd time. Ron shrugged, taking a beer from Harry.
"Maybe, maybe I'll ask her.." Ron said, gulping down a chug of beer. "Thanks for the pep talk, Harro. I better go, the twins are going to show me some new invention of theirs." Harry nodded, watching Ron stand up.
"Ron, thanks." Ron turned from in front of the door, shrugged and smiled.
"No problem. Just be good to her." Ron said winking, then exiting out the door.