Ginny was alone outside. Her brother and Hermione were off somewhere again, and she let them have some time on their own… no matter what they were doing. Harry was inside, probably still sleeping even though it was almost noon.
Ginny sighed and decided to lay against the tree behind her. (Coincidently the same tree Ron always sat under to think.) The shade protected her from the sun of the late morning. The grass was a brighter shade of green and Ginny was marveled at how beautiful it looked. Then she remembered the last time she noticed the grass. She shook her head sadly and covered her face. *That was so embarrassing*, she thought. One week ago…
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It was Ginny's duty to check when Harry was up, and secretly she liked her task. It was really early and she doubted very much if Harry was up yet. She quietly opened the door and peeked in. She saw Harry still sleeping on the other side of the room and his covers messily wrapping him.
Ginny smiled and leaned against the doorway to watch Harry sleep some more. The sun was just beginning to rise and she heard her brother stir in his bed. Ginny bit her lip nervously, took one last look of Harry and silently closed the door.
An hour later Ginny was sitting comfortably on an armchair reading and somewhat considering going upstairs to check if Harry was awake, and selfishly hoping he wasn't so she could watch him sleep some more. Everyone was eating breakfast and they most likely wouldn't notice her if she left.
So she got up off the armchair, set her book down, and crept slowly up the stairs. She opened the door to find the room filled with early morning sun. The curtains were still closed but still the sun oozed in making the room slightly golden. A slit of sunshine fell lightly on Harry's face. Ginny smiled and entered the room quietly and closed the door.
She sat on Ron's bed and looked at Harry sleep peacefully for a little while. In just a few moments she soon realized how silly she was being. *I'm over him,* one half kept saying. *Sure you are and that's why you're sitting in a chair watching him sleep. Oh yes, brilliant point,* the other half mocked. "Shut up," she mumbled.
"Ginny!" Mrs. Weasley bellowed from the bottom floor. She sighed quietly and took one last look of Harry and stored it away in her memory.
A half hour later, she knew Harry was awake. She could almost feel it. She crept up the stairs once more and tried to open the door quietly, but with no avail. The door's hinges creaked loudly, contrasting to silence that filled Harry's room. She scowled at the door and poked her head inside. She saw Harry sitting up and straightening his glasses, looking utterly adorable. She looked away for a second, and when she looked back she caught his gleaming green stare.
"Oh!" Ginny said, trying to hide her disappointment that he was awake; she smiled. "Good, you're up." *I don't know why you keep denying yourself,* that annoying voice whispered. She only opened the door a tiny bit so she could slide in quietly. Once she had done this and closed the door, she decided to be her new and improved sly self. She did her best to walk with craftiness, and it must have worked because he just kept on looking. She stopped in front of him, still keeping his stare. She grinned and dropped a note onto his lap.
"It's for you," she said. He stopped gawking to now look at the note. Once he had done so he looked back up at her with an eyebrow raised. She smiled at his adorable and still so confused face, and turned her heel to leave. *Now, isn't it just great to tease?* She thought as she opened the door and slid out into the cool hallway. *Hopefully I have done my job right…*
She went downstairs quickly and whispered to everyone to take their places. Ron and Hermione hid behind a couch together, Fred behind the grandfather clock, George behind a door and Ginny behind a big chair, she didn't know where everyone else hid. Before she hid, George gave her some muggle contraption that you twirl and it makes a loud fun noise, and she decided to use it.
Patiently, everyone waited five minutes, soon they heard the creaking of the steps and everyone held their breath. Ginny looked over to Hermione who was supposed to give the signal. Hermione waved her hand and bit and everyone jumped up.
"SURPRISE!!!"
The look on Harry's face was priceless. She started to giggle like mad woman and twirl her little contraption. Fred and George apparated in front of him and led him into the kitchen where Mrs. Weasley and two special guests were staying, Ginny, Ron and Hermione followed after them, all still laughing and enjoying themselves immensely.
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It was already mid- afternoon and Ginny had realized long ago that Harry had gone away from the friends to be alone inside for a little while. She had been arguing with herself deciding whether or not she should go and keep him a bit of company, but of course the side that was always so worried of messing things up horribly won again. Instead she occupied herself by being around Fred and George or reading next to the food table, of course snacking once in a while.
Mum had told Fred and George to get another table from inside, but both were begging her to let them levitate it. After a few minutes of yelling and whining, Mrs. Weasley caved in. And they were off. But Mrs. Weasley told Ginny to go and keep an eye on them. Ginny was glad to finally have a reason to go inside.
She followed the excited twins, who for once decided not to apparate, inside the house. She watched the twins from the doorway, and soon realized that Harry was standing next to her. She did her best not to do anything stupid.
Finally Fred and George got the table to levitate, and they were slowly walking over to them. But before she could even think of anything, George tripped and sent the chair almost crashing down on her. All this happened so quickly and before she even knew it, she was being grabbed at the waist, then tripping and toppling over the arm of a couch and… on top of Harry!
Ginny couldn't think coherent thoughts. They were staring at each other, both extremely shocked. She was completely on top of him. It was actually quite… arousing. She suddenly became aware of everything of Harry. She felt his hands holding tightly onto her waist, his deep intakes and outtakes of breath, his heart beat against her own, and that look in his eyes. *Could that be…* she thought, but soon it disappeared from her thoughts, and all they could both do was stare at each other.
Ginny could hear the twins run over and start to apologize, but then she could hear the laughing start. She felt the infamous Weasley blush coming and she looked away from Harry's… interesting… stare. She had to get off him, so she pushed off his chest and got up. As soon as she got off he rolled over and stood. She had to distract herself, so she scowled at Fred and George.
She saw Mrs. Weasley come in quickly and once she saw everything alright she started to yell at the twins. Ginny took this opportunity to leave. At the doorway she turned back to look at Harry. He still looked a little flustered, but he seemed put together. She caught his eye and she did her best to give him a smile then left.
As she walked out she noticed Ron and Hermione about to come inside, they were terribly disheveled. Ginny gave a smirk, but it still didn't help the fact of her still raging embarrassment. She broke into a run and fell on her back under the shade of a tree. She stared at the sky for a bit to remember what she had just went through, then looked sideways at the grass. It was amazingly green and bright. Just like his eyes.
Ginny sighed dramatically and covered her face into her hands. She put her hands down after a while and looked sadly at the sky.
"I'm not over him."
Ginny sighed and decided to lay against the tree behind her. (Coincidently the same tree Ron always sat under to think.) The shade protected her from the sun of the late morning. The grass was a brighter shade of green and Ginny was marveled at how beautiful it looked. Then she remembered the last time she noticed the grass. She shook her head sadly and covered her face. *That was so embarrassing*, she thought. One week ago…
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It was Ginny's duty to check when Harry was up, and secretly she liked her task. It was really early and she doubted very much if Harry was up yet. She quietly opened the door and peeked in. She saw Harry still sleeping on the other side of the room and his covers messily wrapping him.
Ginny smiled and leaned against the doorway to watch Harry sleep some more. The sun was just beginning to rise and she heard her brother stir in his bed. Ginny bit her lip nervously, took one last look of Harry and silently closed the door.
An hour later Ginny was sitting comfortably on an armchair reading and somewhat considering going upstairs to check if Harry was awake, and selfishly hoping he wasn't so she could watch him sleep some more. Everyone was eating breakfast and they most likely wouldn't notice her if she left.
So she got up off the armchair, set her book down, and crept slowly up the stairs. She opened the door to find the room filled with early morning sun. The curtains were still closed but still the sun oozed in making the room slightly golden. A slit of sunshine fell lightly on Harry's face. Ginny smiled and entered the room quietly and closed the door.
She sat on Ron's bed and looked at Harry sleep peacefully for a little while. In just a few moments she soon realized how silly she was being. *I'm over him,* one half kept saying. *Sure you are and that's why you're sitting in a chair watching him sleep. Oh yes, brilliant point,* the other half mocked. "Shut up," she mumbled.
"Ginny!" Mrs. Weasley bellowed from the bottom floor. She sighed quietly and took one last look of Harry and stored it away in her memory.
A half hour later, she knew Harry was awake. She could almost feel it. She crept up the stairs once more and tried to open the door quietly, but with no avail. The door's hinges creaked loudly, contrasting to silence that filled Harry's room. She scowled at the door and poked her head inside. She saw Harry sitting up and straightening his glasses, looking utterly adorable. She looked away for a second, and when she looked back she caught his gleaming green stare.
"Oh!" Ginny said, trying to hide her disappointment that he was awake; she smiled. "Good, you're up." *I don't know why you keep denying yourself,* that annoying voice whispered. She only opened the door a tiny bit so she could slide in quietly. Once she had done this and closed the door, she decided to be her new and improved sly self. She did her best to walk with craftiness, and it must have worked because he just kept on looking. She stopped in front of him, still keeping his stare. She grinned and dropped a note onto his lap.
"It's for you," she said. He stopped gawking to now look at the note. Once he had done so he looked back up at her with an eyebrow raised. She smiled at his adorable and still so confused face, and turned her heel to leave. *Now, isn't it just great to tease?* She thought as she opened the door and slid out into the cool hallway. *Hopefully I have done my job right…*
She went downstairs quickly and whispered to everyone to take their places. Ron and Hermione hid behind a couch together, Fred behind the grandfather clock, George behind a door and Ginny behind a big chair, she didn't know where everyone else hid. Before she hid, George gave her some muggle contraption that you twirl and it makes a loud fun noise, and she decided to use it.
Patiently, everyone waited five minutes, soon they heard the creaking of the steps and everyone held their breath. Ginny looked over to Hermione who was supposed to give the signal. Hermione waved her hand and bit and everyone jumped up.
"SURPRISE!!!"
The look on Harry's face was priceless. She started to giggle like mad woman and twirl her little contraption. Fred and George apparated in front of him and led him into the kitchen where Mrs. Weasley and two special guests were staying, Ginny, Ron and Hermione followed after them, all still laughing and enjoying themselves immensely.
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It was already mid- afternoon and Ginny had realized long ago that Harry had gone away from the friends to be alone inside for a little while. She had been arguing with herself deciding whether or not she should go and keep him a bit of company, but of course the side that was always so worried of messing things up horribly won again. Instead she occupied herself by being around Fred and George or reading next to the food table, of course snacking once in a while.
Mum had told Fred and George to get another table from inside, but both were begging her to let them levitate it. After a few minutes of yelling and whining, Mrs. Weasley caved in. And they were off. But Mrs. Weasley told Ginny to go and keep an eye on them. Ginny was glad to finally have a reason to go inside.
She followed the excited twins, who for once decided not to apparate, inside the house. She watched the twins from the doorway, and soon realized that Harry was standing next to her. She did her best not to do anything stupid.
Finally Fred and George got the table to levitate, and they were slowly walking over to them. But before she could even think of anything, George tripped and sent the chair almost crashing down on her. All this happened so quickly and before she even knew it, she was being grabbed at the waist, then tripping and toppling over the arm of a couch and… on top of Harry!
Ginny couldn't think coherent thoughts. They were staring at each other, both extremely shocked. She was completely on top of him. It was actually quite… arousing. She suddenly became aware of everything of Harry. She felt his hands holding tightly onto her waist, his deep intakes and outtakes of breath, his heart beat against her own, and that look in his eyes. *Could that be…* she thought, but soon it disappeared from her thoughts, and all they could both do was stare at each other.
Ginny could hear the twins run over and start to apologize, but then she could hear the laughing start. She felt the infamous Weasley blush coming and she looked away from Harry's… interesting… stare. She had to get off him, so she pushed off his chest and got up. As soon as she got off he rolled over and stood. She had to distract herself, so she scowled at Fred and George.
She saw Mrs. Weasley come in quickly and once she saw everything alright she started to yell at the twins. Ginny took this opportunity to leave. At the doorway she turned back to look at Harry. He still looked a little flustered, but he seemed put together. She caught his eye and she did her best to give him a smile then left.
As she walked out she noticed Ron and Hermione about to come inside, they were terribly disheveled. Ginny gave a smirk, but it still didn't help the fact of her still raging embarrassment. She broke into a run and fell on her back under the shade of a tree. She stared at the sky for a bit to remember what she had just went through, then looked sideways at the grass. It was amazingly green and bright. Just like his eyes.
Ginny sighed dramatically and covered her face into her hands. She put her hands down after a while and looked sadly at the sky.
"I'm not over him."