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Chapter Two: Diagon Alley
Ginny heart pounded every second of everyday for a week. She poked and prodded around with her hair for minutes each morning, making sure that Harry would love it. Each night she would plan out what she would wear the following day. She was sixteen, so her mother allowed her to wear make-up. She would put some on each day, hoping that Harry would take one look at her and fall head over heels with her.
Hermione walked in, seeing Ginny in front of the mirror, she said, "Were going to Diagon Alley today, so you'll want to look your best."
Ginny grinned, she had already known they were going. There was a month left before school started up again for her sixth year. Her mother always liked to be the rush and prices went sky high. Ginny set her brush down and picked up her school supplies list. She read it to herself, iOne cauldron, books, dress robes.../i
Ginny had decided to wear her hair up it a loose wavy bun, with few strands of hair flowing down, curving her face freely. She got dressed into her light pink belly shirt and navy blue jeans. She wore a bracelet that slipped on her hand easily. She wore pink dangling earrings to match her shirt. Hermione commented on her look, "You look like a Harry-date."
"Thank you." Ginny smiled, she was happy for that compliment. She and Hermione walked down the stairs where everyone was waiting.
Fred nudged Harry, "Girls, always take the longest time to get ready huh?"
Ginny saw Harry blush, which made her blush herself. Hermione pulled her down the rest of the remaining stairs. They decided to go by broom because Fred wanted to try out his new broom he ordered.
"Ginny, why don't you ride on Harry's broom, and Hermione can ride on Ron's." Mr. Weasly suggested. They didn't aurge. Harry made room for Ginny on his broom, she behind him. Mr. Weasly put charms on all of them so they couldn't be seen by any muggle.
"Hold on tight, Ginny." Harry said, kicking off from the ground, she was surpised at first, but she wrapped her arms around his waist. She could feel his stomach breath in deeply and then breath out. As they flew closer towards the Leaky Cauldron, she rested her head against his back. He made her feel so secure and safe. They landed not to long after they departed. Mr. Weasly took off the spell and led them all into the Leaky Cauldron. They passed through, many heads turning to see the famous Harry Potter walk within twenty feet of them.
When they entered Diagon Ally, the rush seemed to come early in the summer, Mrs. Weasly muttered under her breath, "Oh drat, okay, everyone it'll be easier to split up into two's. Harry, oh no Ron you'll see each other every day, and Ginny, Harry and Ginny, Ron and Hermione, yes Hermione, Fred and George, and your father and I will scout about. Now go on. You all have your spending money."
Ron and Hermione started off arguing whether or not to go Florhis and Blotts first or Qualty Quiddtch Supplies, while Fred and George were already heading towards the Joke Shop. Ginny turned to Harry, "Where do you want to go first, Harry?"
"How about Madame Malkin's?" Harry suggested, looking down at Ginny. Ginny nodded, they entered the store suddenly being rushed to by Madame Malkin. "Hurry, hurry! I don't have all day here. Too many costumers." She practically kicked each of them off onto the stool and off. "Mrs. Weasly, sixth year I see. You need dress robes, which color. Red, Black, Silver, Yellow, Blue, Green, Purple?"
"I'll have red, thank you." Ginny said, pleasantly getting handed what she needed in a bag.
"Mr. Potter, seventh year now. Top of the heap. Now, which color for you?"
"Er.. black." Harry said, suddenly she dropped the robes in and practically tossed the bag at them. They handed her their money, and walked out of the story. Harry was the first to speak, "Funny women, isn't she?"
"Yeah, she is." They did most of their shopping, running into Ron and Hermione a few times. All the times they were arguing. Harry and Ginny decided to get some ice cream. Ginny couldn't decide, but she finally chose vanilla. Harry hesitantly chose the same. When they were walking Harry took her by the arm and pulled her into a alley between two stores.
Ginny squealed as Harry pulled her into the alley. It took her by surprise. Harry looked nervous for a moment because he was looking at his feet.
"Ginny, there's something I-I need to tell you something", Harry said, he looked at Ginny, and she gulped. She had never really looked into his eyes like she was doing before. They seemed to drag her in, pulling her closer and closer emotionally to him.
"Yes, Harry. What is it?" Ginny asked. She was a bit excited and a bit nervous of what he might say. On one hand, he could say he loved her deeply. But, on the other hand, he could say something totally different.
"I've been thinking a lot," Harry began. Ginny noticed how nervous he looked. Was he going to say it? Say what she had been dreaming that he would say for the longest time? "I-I really like you, Ginny. Not just as Ron's-little-sister-like, but a like-like."
"Oh, Harry. I feel the same."
Harry leaned over to kiss her and Ginny stood up on her toes and pressed her lips against his. Harry seemed somewhat relived when Ginny had returned the kiss. His lips felt so soft. He put his hands on her waist, dragging her closer to him. Ginny dropped her bags, and put her around the side's of his head, and a bit into his soft brown hair. His lips felt so tender against hers. The passion of the kiss was so strong, tender, and loving that when they broke apart from their first kiss, she looked into his eyes again, and they quickly thrust themselves forward and started kissing again. She leaned against the brick wall with Harry kissing her so passionately and so tender that she didn't want it to stop.
His tongue slipped into her mouth, not expecting it, Ginny would normally wouldn't do such a thing, but the wild side of this Weasley kicked in and she continued kissed him. They continued to kiss until they heard a sly voice from nowhere.
"Potter, you really have got yourself a girlfriend."
Chapter Two: Diagon Alley
Ginny heart pounded every second of everyday for a week. She poked and prodded around with her hair for minutes each morning, making sure that Harry would love it. Each night she would plan out what she would wear the following day. She was sixteen, so her mother allowed her to wear make-up. She would put some on each day, hoping that Harry would take one look at her and fall head over heels with her.
Hermione walked in, seeing Ginny in front of the mirror, she said, "Were going to Diagon Alley today, so you'll want to look your best."
Ginny grinned, she had already known they were going. There was a month left before school started up again for her sixth year. Her mother always liked to be the rush and prices went sky high. Ginny set her brush down and picked up her school supplies list. She read it to herself, iOne cauldron, books, dress robes.../i
Ginny had decided to wear her hair up it a loose wavy bun, with few strands of hair flowing down, curving her face freely. She got dressed into her light pink belly shirt and navy blue jeans. She wore a bracelet that slipped on her hand easily. She wore pink dangling earrings to match her shirt. Hermione commented on her look, "You look like a Harry-date."
"Thank you." Ginny smiled, she was happy for that compliment. She and Hermione walked down the stairs where everyone was waiting.
Fred nudged Harry, "Girls, always take the longest time to get ready huh?"
Ginny saw Harry blush, which made her blush herself. Hermione pulled her down the rest of the remaining stairs. They decided to go by broom because Fred wanted to try out his new broom he ordered.
"Ginny, why don't you ride on Harry's broom, and Hermione can ride on Ron's." Mr. Weasly suggested. They didn't aurge. Harry made room for Ginny on his broom, she behind him. Mr. Weasly put charms on all of them so they couldn't be seen by any muggle.
"Hold on tight, Ginny." Harry said, kicking off from the ground, she was surpised at first, but she wrapped her arms around his waist. She could feel his stomach breath in deeply and then breath out. As they flew closer towards the Leaky Cauldron, she rested her head against his back. He made her feel so secure and safe. They landed not to long after they departed. Mr. Weasly took off the spell and led them all into the Leaky Cauldron. They passed through, many heads turning to see the famous Harry Potter walk within twenty feet of them.
When they entered Diagon Ally, the rush seemed to come early in the summer, Mrs. Weasly muttered under her breath, "Oh drat, okay, everyone it'll be easier to split up into two's. Harry, oh no Ron you'll see each other every day, and Ginny, Harry and Ginny, Ron and Hermione, yes Hermione, Fred and George, and your father and I will scout about. Now go on. You all have your spending money."
Ron and Hermione started off arguing whether or not to go Florhis and Blotts first or Qualty Quiddtch Supplies, while Fred and George were already heading towards the Joke Shop. Ginny turned to Harry, "Where do you want to go first, Harry?"
"How about Madame Malkin's?" Harry suggested, looking down at Ginny. Ginny nodded, they entered the store suddenly being rushed to by Madame Malkin. "Hurry, hurry! I don't have all day here. Too many costumers." She practically kicked each of them off onto the stool and off. "Mrs. Weasly, sixth year I see. You need dress robes, which color. Red, Black, Silver, Yellow, Blue, Green, Purple?"
"I'll have red, thank you." Ginny said, pleasantly getting handed what she needed in a bag.
"Mr. Potter, seventh year now. Top of the heap. Now, which color for you?"
"Er.. black." Harry said, suddenly she dropped the robes in and practically tossed the bag at them. They handed her their money, and walked out of the story. Harry was the first to speak, "Funny women, isn't she?"
"Yeah, she is." They did most of their shopping, running into Ron and Hermione a few times. All the times they were arguing. Harry and Ginny decided to get some ice cream. Ginny couldn't decide, but she finally chose vanilla. Harry hesitantly chose the same. When they were walking Harry took her by the arm and pulled her into a alley between two stores.
Ginny squealed as Harry pulled her into the alley. It took her by surprise. Harry looked nervous for a moment because he was looking at his feet.
"Ginny, there's something I-I need to tell you something", Harry said, he looked at Ginny, and she gulped. She had never really looked into his eyes like she was doing before. They seemed to drag her in, pulling her closer and closer emotionally to him.
"Yes, Harry. What is it?" Ginny asked. She was a bit excited and a bit nervous of what he might say. On one hand, he could say he loved her deeply. But, on the other hand, he could say something totally different.
"I've been thinking a lot," Harry began. Ginny noticed how nervous he looked. Was he going to say it? Say what she had been dreaming that he would say for the longest time? "I-I really like you, Ginny. Not just as Ron's-little-sister-like, but a like-like."
"Oh, Harry. I feel the same."
Harry leaned over to kiss her and Ginny stood up on her toes and pressed her lips against his. Harry seemed somewhat relived when Ginny had returned the kiss. His lips felt so soft. He put his hands on her waist, dragging her closer to him. Ginny dropped her bags, and put her around the side's of his head, and a bit into his soft brown hair. His lips felt so tender against hers. The passion of the kiss was so strong, tender, and loving that when they broke apart from their first kiss, she looked into his eyes again, and they quickly thrust themselves forward and started kissing again. She leaned against the brick wall with Harry kissing her so passionately and so tender that she didn't want it to stop.
His tongue slipped into her mouth, not expecting it, Ginny would normally wouldn't do such a thing, but the wild side of this Weasley kicked in and she continued kissed him. They continued to kiss until they heard a sly voice from nowhere.
"Potter, you really have got yourself a girlfriend."