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Dedication (because I forgot to in the 1st chapter): To my Clothing teacher, Miss Berg. Thank you for teaching me the ways of the Sewing Force. You are to me what Yoda was to Luke!
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"Wait a second," she breathed. "Harry! Wait up!"
Ginny darted across the common room, leaped over the couch, tripping and tumbling to the floor in the process. "OUCH!"
She finally made it to the portrait hole, pushed the painting open and carefully clambered through. Dusting herself off, she looked around, squinting into the darkness.
"Harry?" she whispered. The Fat Lady stirred and mumbled through her quiet snores. Must be quieter… Ginny tried again. "Harry?!"
"Who's there?" cried the Fat Lady. Ginny winced. Be polite…
"Just checking for someone, Mistress Pink," she replied truthfully. "I'm heading right back in." The Fat Lady shook her massive head and clucked disapprovingly.
"Three minutes, Ginny," the Fat Lady ordered. Dang it, she recognized my voice… Well, stupid, you called her Mistress Pink…Oh yeah…At least I'm on good terms with her…
"Don't you dare think I haven't heard that excuse before, and from your parents at that," the Fat Lady continued, painstakingly arranging the pink silk folds around her. "I'm going to close my eyes and pretend I don't know what you're doing, and you had better be in soon."
"Yes ma'am," said Ginny obediently. My parents? Sneaking out to meet each other…Chant with me... 'I will clear all bad thoughts…'
"Harry! I have to talk to you, can you hear me?" she whispered, a little louder than before. Was that a rustle I heard? Ginny's hands began twisting with nervousness.
"Did you already leave?" she asked, speaking normally now. There was no answer. I definitely heard something this time…
"Harry Potter, if you can hear me, you had better get over here," Ginny hissed. Her hands were literally shaking now. Oh, I hear someone, all right…
Firm resolve took over her. It's now or never, Ginny Weasley… "Harry Potter, if that's you I hear," Ginny cried loudly, stamping her foot angrily. "If you don't get over here right now, I am going to yell at the top of my lungs and heaven help you when Filch comes! When I get my hands on y--"
Two arms came out of nowhere and a warm hand clapped itself over her mouth and the other spun her around, pulling her under the warmth of a silky cloak. Oh my god, I cannot believe I did that…I am trapped under a cloak with Harry Potter… Yup, shaky hands and knees…
"Sheesh, put a lid over it, woman," came her beloved's voice. She was standing in the circle of his arms. "What do you want?" Ummm…Your presence has driven it out of my mind?
"I want to come with you, because I need a donut," Ginny said. That is NOT what you wanted to ask…
"That's not what you wanted to ask," Harry said matter-of-factly. Can he read minds too, besides everything else?
"You're right," Ginny sighed. Lord, it's too warm under here… "What did you mean when you said you'd wake me up?" She peered closely into those magnificent green eyes.
"What do you mean, what did I mean?" Harry asked. "I meant I'd always be here for you. What did you think I meant?" You did not…I saw you staring at me… You don't stare at someone because you're going to be there for her…
"Say what?" Harry queried amused. Oh no…I didn't say that out loud…Yup, you did…
"Oh, shoot," Ginny muttered. Stubbornness took over, against her better judgment. "No you didn't, you meant something else!" Her face went scarlet.
"I didn't," Harry said, tightening his arms around her. Must…Not…Fall…
"Yes, you did," Ginny argued, blushing harder with every word. A nearby suit of armor snickered and the sound echoed in its empty helmet.
"Shut it you! Fine, I meant something else," Harry grinned. "Satisfied? Can I go now?"
Ginny pounded him with one of her fists. "No, not until you tell me what you meant!" Harry caught her hand and held it gently in his.
"I meant I'd be there for you in a not-friendly or brotherly way," Harry said evasively. Ginny groaned. "How's that?" Almost, but not quite…Let us ignore the fact that you are about to faint…
"Not good enough," Ginny shook her head. "Prove it!" Ginny Weasley! Did you just say what I thought you did? Uh-huh!
Harry Potter did just that. Oh my…The Boy-I've-Loved-Forever-and-a-Day is kissing me! Her arms involuntarily lifted themselves to wind around his neck and shoulders. Prince Charming is real and he's ALL mine!
Ginny and Harry were so caught up in each other, they didn't notice the two pairs of eyes watching them intently.
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Ron and Hermione were coming back quietly from strolling through the halls. This did not mean that they weren't arguing, however.
"Hermione, how many times do I have to tell you?" Ron complained. "House-elves like work! Repeat after me, 'I will quit bothering them because they enjoy labor.'"
"Don't be ridiculous, Ron," Hermione said dismissively. "Someday, they will see my point, and I can assure you they will be delighted wit being free."
"Fine! See if I care… Just don't talk to them when we're in the kitchens. The eclairs aren't as good when you upset them," Ron said informatively.
Hermione looked at him incredulously. "Eclairs? Is food all you can think about? Honestly, boys!"
"Don't be stupid," Ron said, putting his arm over her shoulders. "We think about girls too."
"What girls?" Hermione snapped, her bushy brown hair bouncing with every step.
"You of course," Ron grinned endearingly at her. It worked.
"Fine," Hermione said grumpily, but a small smile twitched at the corners of her mouth.
"Girls definitely," Ron continued. "But not as much as food." Hermione threw his arm off from around her and started walking fast.
"Insensitive creeps," she muttered angrily. She suddenly halted and Ron crashed into her.
"What the--" Ron started but Hermione held up a hand cutting him off. She turned and whispered into his ear.
"I think I hear your sister," Hermione began. She cocked her head. "And Harry."
"Harry?" Ron said, angrily but interestedly. "If he tries anything…"
"No you don't," Hermione held on, planting her feet firmly. "I want to listen, if I have to put a Body-Bind on you, I will, so shut up!" Ron stopped trying to fight her.
Ginny's voice came closer. "…You meant something else!"
"Eh?" Ron wondered. Hermione jabbed her elbow into his ribs. Ron wisely did not cry out.
"I didn't," came Harry's voice. Ron and Hermione peeked their heads around the corner, but they didn't see anyone.
"Yes, you did," Ginny argued. Ron started to say something, but the laughter of a suit of armor cut him off.
"Shut it you! Fine, I meant something else," Harry said. "Satisfied? Can I go now?"
Ron looked at Hermione, raising his eyebrows as if to say 'What is going on?' She grinned knowingly at him.
"No, not until you tell me what you meant!" Ginny protested.
"I meant I'd be there for you in a not-friendly or brotherly way," Harry replied. "How's that?" Ron gaped at the words. Hermione merely smiled. It was time Ron got over the fact that his sister was no longer little.
"Not good enough," Ginny's voice answered. "Prove it!" Ron sat down hard in the middle of the corridor, obviously shocked at his sister's bold words.
"Ron, look!" Hermione whispered urgently. Ron pulled out of his stupor and he and Hermione watched as Harry and Ginny came into view. The invisibility cloak had slipped down from covering them, but the kissing couple was oblivious to the audience.
Hermione sank down next to Ron and sighed. "Isn't it romantic, Ron? I mean, they've been dancing around each other long enough, don't you think?" Ron rolled his eyes, but he put his arm around her again. Hermione leaned her head on his shoulder.
"I just hope they have an understanding and peaceful relationship like ours," Ron said nodding. Hermione lifted her head and looked at him.
"What?" Ron asked.
"Peaceful? You think our relationship is understanding?" Hermione asked disbelievingly. Her voice became more high-pitched. "What on earth made you think we understand each other?!" Ron was at a loss for words.
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A/N- ::snorts from laughter:: Hope you liked that! Tell me what you thought by reviewing! I decided we needed a little R/Hr to round it all off. Woohoo! What a rush!
Thanks to all those who reviewed my other stories… Love you all…
A/N- I'll be editing Obsessed pretty soon, need to fix some parts, so look out for that…
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