Dinner ended and we were all sent off to our rooms so that the Order could hold some special meeting. Harry and Ron joined Hermione and I in our room. Harry looked a bit displeased at this, actually. But I couldn't figure out why. We all talked joyfully about a lot of things. But they were skirting around telling us about the two of them. I looked at Harry and raised my eye brows slightly and jerked my head towards them inconspicuously. He got the message.
"So, are you two ever going to figure out your feelings for one another?" Harry asked innocently. He is so adorable....
Hermione and Ron's faces were just priceless. They had identical expressions of utter shock.
"Wh-what do you m-mean?" Ron asked, his voice cracking a bit. Something that hadn't happened since he was thirteen.
"Oh you know, how you like Hermione, and Hermione likes you and one day you will figure it out. We're wondreing how that's coming along," I said, just as innocent. Harry and I shared a grin with one another as they looked at each other and silently communicated about whether to tell us or not.
"Funny you should ask, but Ron and I got together this afternoon and worked that out," Hermione said in an even voice. She would've seemed completely cool and collected if her face hadn't reddened.
"Um, I think I want to go to do a bit of studying," Ron said, clearly looking for a way out of the room. He kept looking at the door as if he would bolt at any minute...
"I'll join you, good night you two," Hermione said in a rush, and both she and Ron did, indeed, bolt out the door.
They left Harry and I in a fit of laughter. We had both been sitting on my bed facing Hermione's where they had been sitting. Now I, again, realised we were alone. But I wasn't as uncomfortable. We both recovered quickly enough and Harry looked at me like that again...
I cleared my throat and said, "Did you see Ron at dinner when Hermione asked Mum what her wedding vows were? I thought I'd die of held-in laughter!"
"Yeah, I know. But those vows, they were pretty nice, yeah?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, I suppose. But it's not what I would have said." I said, without realising what I was saying. I'd gone over my wedding with Harry so many times, I just knew.
"What would you say?" Harry asked curiously.
"I would've promised to fight along side you rather than behind or in front of you," I said, still not realising that I had admitted my vows for Harry to the actual Harry.
"M-me?" Harry asked surprised.
Oh. Oh my God. I did not do that. I did not tell Harry the vows I would say if we were to get married. What do I say?!
"Um, y-yes, I...I've just thought about it...if I were to...that is if we were to...because you know, when I was younger...had that enormous crush and everything. So. Yeah...um... I think I'm going to go..." I stumbled out.
I stood from the bed to leave it but Harry pulled me right back down and then onto my back where he rolled over on top of me and said, "No way, Ginny. You got away from me once today, you aren't slipping away again. I really need to talk to you and if this is what I've got to do to get you to listen, it's what I'll do."
I looked up in utter disbelief. Was Harry Potter willingly sitting on top of me? Um, yep. Yep, he sure is. Say something!
"Uhm, H-Harry. I don't think..." What didn't I think? I didn't think I'd ever want him to move from this position. I didn't think I was going to ever let him get up, even. I didn't think I could move, let alone run away. "I don't think I would move even if you let me."
WHAT?! Why did I just SAY that to HIM??! Why on Earth do I have to have absolutely NO control over my ever widening mouth?! Harry was looking down with a small smile and his eye brows raised. Maybe it wasn't so bad I said that...
"I don't think I'd let you, Gin," Harry replied in a husky voice I'd never heard from him before, but definitely liked...
"Ginny, I do like you as more than a friend," Harry reddened immediately, but continued on, unfaltering, "You aren't just Ron's little sister or a potential friend. You're more than that. You're Ginny. And I think you're the only one who's ever seen me as Harry, and not "my hero friend" or The Boy Who Lived. You've seen the real me, and I appreciate that I can show you. So I didn't want you thinking I didn't..."
While he was talking his hand brushed away a tendril of my hair from my face quickly, so he could see into my eyes. His fingers had dragged across my skin and that path was on fire. It was all I could feel. I didn't register what he'd been saying until after he said it.
"Harry?" I asked tentatively.
"Yes, Ginny?" Harry asked, just as cautiously.
"Please don't tell me I'm imagining this."
A big grin crossed Harry's face that would have floored me had I not been laying down under Harry's weight. If he had moved from where we were I think I might've cried. But then a thought over came me. And it like, controlled me. I wanted Harry to kiss me, very badly.
I was just about to ask him to, when I noticed him leaning down. Closer, closer, closer....until...
Contact. I felt like I was flying. It was just a chaste, very sweet kiss, but it's what I had been waiting for since I was five years old and learned the story of Harry Potter. Harry moved his lips against mine and I outright moaned, making Harry smile against me. I moved mine with his and it was amazing. Soon, though, I needed more. I opened my mouth slightly to grant him permission inside, and he quickly took me up on the offer. I had thought two seconds ago I was in heaven. And ten seconds before that, I thought I was in heaven. But really, I was only at the gates. I was now inside heaven. Harry's tongue massaged my own and I soon wanted to play as well, sneaking mine out to brush against his. Dragging it along his bottom lip like he had mine, agonizingly slow. His hand was making small circles on my waist, leaving a ring of fire. I reached my hands up and put them in between us, to rest on his chest as I had done earlier to break my fall. Now, I also did it to brace myself. Harry Potter was kissing me, and it was everything I dreamed and more. He wasn't my first kiss, but it was the best one. To tell the truth, my friend Angie was. I was in third year and she wanted me to practice with her so that "...A boy would never catch a Gryffindor girl unprepared...". That proved quite successful. I put to use my practicing with Angie on Michael Corner. Apparently, practice does make perfect. And in games at parties and things I'd been kissed, so I wouldn't exactly say I was inexperienced. But Harry, he was amazing. Not just because of who he was either, he was just...good. Very good. Mr. Potter was obviously not so inexperienced himself. I'm guessing that's the work of Cho, but that doesn't really bother me. It just made it all the better for right now. Wow, was he ever a good kisser.
But all good things must come to an end. Ten minutes later we both pulled back to get a full breath of air (damn my need for oxygen!) and he looked at me. It was such a possessive look and I loved it. It was one I'd never gotten before. Harry then leaned down and instead of kissing me, he started nibbling on my ear lobe. I had to fight an urge to cry out in joy, it was so wonderful. Then he started down my neck, leaving yet another trail of fire in his wake, and settled at my collar. He nibbled a bit before I pulled him back up to kiss me properly. He kissed me passionately, more so than we had been doing, breaking down all boundries. It was wonderful and we each recieved a fair share of moans. Any time I would make a noise I could feel Harry smile against me making me just a little bit more happy each time. As he kissed me I snaked my hands up his shirt to feel the skin there. When had Harry become so muscular?! No wonder he pinned me down with such ease. As I started massaging up Harry's chest he let out one deep moan and broke contact to breathe for a bit while I still massaged.
"Ginny..." he said warningly.
"Yes, Harry?" I asked, putting my innocent act back on.
"You're killing me," he said simply.
"Ah, I see. Well, this should finish you off then," I giggled and scraped my fingernails very lightly along his chest.
Harry closed his eyes tight and seemed to be fighting very hard not to sigh in pleasure. I fought back giggles at the look on his face. He was so beautiful...
"Ginevra Weasley!" Harry warned half heartedly.
"I apologize sir. It will never happen again...except for right now," I whispered and did it again. Oh, how I love teasing.
I laughed and rolled us both over so that I was lying on top of him.
"I'm sorry Harry, I really am. I shouldn't tease," I said with laughter still glinting in my eyes for certain.
Harry just glared at me and reached up to move some more hair out of my face. I closed my eyes and kissed his palm. It was still so surreal that this was happening.
"Harry," I said quietly.
"Yes, Ginny?"
"Would I scare you if I told you I loved you?" I asked, quite nervous as to his response.
"Ginny, I love you too," he said honestly.
"What?!" That hadn't been what I was expecting. I never thought he'd say he loved me too!
"I love you Ginny. I love your courage, I love your smile, I love how you get me so easily. I love your wedding vow to me," he added teasingly, "but mainly I love that you love me."
Tears welled up in my eyes. My hero was telling me he loved me; it was every little girl's dream. My knight in shining armour...
"So, are you two ever going to figure out your feelings for one another?" Harry asked innocently. He is so adorable....
Hermione and Ron's faces were just priceless. They had identical expressions of utter shock.
"Wh-what do you m-mean?" Ron asked, his voice cracking a bit. Something that hadn't happened since he was thirteen.
"Oh you know, how you like Hermione, and Hermione likes you and one day you will figure it out. We're wondreing how that's coming along," I said, just as innocent. Harry and I shared a grin with one another as they looked at each other and silently communicated about whether to tell us or not.
"Funny you should ask, but Ron and I got together this afternoon and worked that out," Hermione said in an even voice. She would've seemed completely cool and collected if her face hadn't reddened.
"Um, I think I want to go to do a bit of studying," Ron said, clearly looking for a way out of the room. He kept looking at the door as if he would bolt at any minute...
"I'll join you, good night you two," Hermione said in a rush, and both she and Ron did, indeed, bolt out the door.
They left Harry and I in a fit of laughter. We had both been sitting on my bed facing Hermione's where they had been sitting. Now I, again, realised we were alone. But I wasn't as uncomfortable. We both recovered quickly enough and Harry looked at me like that again...
I cleared my throat and said, "Did you see Ron at dinner when Hermione asked Mum what her wedding vows were? I thought I'd die of held-in laughter!"
"Yeah, I know. But those vows, they were pretty nice, yeah?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, I suppose. But it's not what I would have said." I said, without realising what I was saying. I'd gone over my wedding with Harry so many times, I just knew.
"What would you say?" Harry asked curiously.
"I would've promised to fight along side you rather than behind or in front of you," I said, still not realising that I had admitted my vows for Harry to the actual Harry.
"M-me?" Harry asked surprised.
Oh. Oh my God. I did not do that. I did not tell Harry the vows I would say if we were to get married. What do I say?!
"Um, y-yes, I...I've just thought about it...if I were to...that is if we were to...because you know, when I was younger...had that enormous crush and everything. So. Yeah...um... I think I'm going to go..." I stumbled out.
I stood from the bed to leave it but Harry pulled me right back down and then onto my back where he rolled over on top of me and said, "No way, Ginny. You got away from me once today, you aren't slipping away again. I really need to talk to you and if this is what I've got to do to get you to listen, it's what I'll do."
I looked up in utter disbelief. Was Harry Potter willingly sitting on top of me? Um, yep. Yep, he sure is. Say something!
"Uhm, H-Harry. I don't think..." What didn't I think? I didn't think I'd ever want him to move from this position. I didn't think I was going to ever let him get up, even. I didn't think I could move, let alone run away. "I don't think I would move even if you let me."
WHAT?! Why did I just SAY that to HIM??! Why on Earth do I have to have absolutely NO control over my ever widening mouth?! Harry was looking down with a small smile and his eye brows raised. Maybe it wasn't so bad I said that...
"I don't think I'd let you, Gin," Harry replied in a husky voice I'd never heard from him before, but definitely liked...
"Ginny, I do like you as more than a friend," Harry reddened immediately, but continued on, unfaltering, "You aren't just Ron's little sister or a potential friend. You're more than that. You're Ginny. And I think you're the only one who's ever seen me as Harry, and not "my hero friend" or The Boy Who Lived. You've seen the real me, and I appreciate that I can show you. So I didn't want you thinking I didn't..."
While he was talking his hand brushed away a tendril of my hair from my face quickly, so he could see into my eyes. His fingers had dragged across my skin and that path was on fire. It was all I could feel. I didn't register what he'd been saying until after he said it.
"Harry?" I asked tentatively.
"Yes, Ginny?" Harry asked, just as cautiously.
"Please don't tell me I'm imagining this."
A big grin crossed Harry's face that would have floored me had I not been laying down under Harry's weight. If he had moved from where we were I think I might've cried. But then a thought over came me. And it like, controlled me. I wanted Harry to kiss me, very badly.
I was just about to ask him to, when I noticed him leaning down. Closer, closer, closer....until...
Contact. I felt like I was flying. It was just a chaste, very sweet kiss, but it's what I had been waiting for since I was five years old and learned the story of Harry Potter. Harry moved his lips against mine and I outright moaned, making Harry smile against me. I moved mine with his and it was amazing. Soon, though, I needed more. I opened my mouth slightly to grant him permission inside, and he quickly took me up on the offer. I had thought two seconds ago I was in heaven. And ten seconds before that, I thought I was in heaven. But really, I was only at the gates. I was now inside heaven. Harry's tongue massaged my own and I soon wanted to play as well, sneaking mine out to brush against his. Dragging it along his bottom lip like he had mine, agonizingly slow. His hand was making small circles on my waist, leaving a ring of fire. I reached my hands up and put them in between us, to rest on his chest as I had done earlier to break my fall. Now, I also did it to brace myself. Harry Potter was kissing me, and it was everything I dreamed and more. He wasn't my first kiss, but it was the best one. To tell the truth, my friend Angie was. I was in third year and she wanted me to practice with her so that "...A boy would never catch a Gryffindor girl unprepared...". That proved quite successful. I put to use my practicing with Angie on Michael Corner. Apparently, practice does make perfect. And in games at parties and things I'd been kissed, so I wouldn't exactly say I was inexperienced. But Harry, he was amazing. Not just because of who he was either, he was just...good. Very good. Mr. Potter was obviously not so inexperienced himself. I'm guessing that's the work of Cho, but that doesn't really bother me. It just made it all the better for right now. Wow, was he ever a good kisser.
But all good things must come to an end. Ten minutes later we both pulled back to get a full breath of air (damn my need for oxygen!) and he looked at me. It was such a possessive look and I loved it. It was one I'd never gotten before. Harry then leaned down and instead of kissing me, he started nibbling on my ear lobe. I had to fight an urge to cry out in joy, it was so wonderful. Then he started down my neck, leaving yet another trail of fire in his wake, and settled at my collar. He nibbled a bit before I pulled him back up to kiss me properly. He kissed me passionately, more so than we had been doing, breaking down all boundries. It was wonderful and we each recieved a fair share of moans. Any time I would make a noise I could feel Harry smile against me making me just a little bit more happy each time. As he kissed me I snaked my hands up his shirt to feel the skin there. When had Harry become so muscular?! No wonder he pinned me down with such ease. As I started massaging up Harry's chest he let out one deep moan and broke contact to breathe for a bit while I still massaged.
"Ginny..." he said warningly.
"Yes, Harry?" I asked, putting my innocent act back on.
"You're killing me," he said simply.
"Ah, I see. Well, this should finish you off then," I giggled and scraped my fingernails very lightly along his chest.
Harry closed his eyes tight and seemed to be fighting very hard not to sigh in pleasure. I fought back giggles at the look on his face. He was so beautiful...
"Ginevra Weasley!" Harry warned half heartedly.
"I apologize sir. It will never happen again...except for right now," I whispered and did it again. Oh, how I love teasing.
I laughed and rolled us both over so that I was lying on top of him.
"I'm sorry Harry, I really am. I shouldn't tease," I said with laughter still glinting in my eyes for certain.
Harry just glared at me and reached up to move some more hair out of my face. I closed my eyes and kissed his palm. It was still so surreal that this was happening.
"Harry," I said quietly.
"Yes, Ginny?"
"Would I scare you if I told you I loved you?" I asked, quite nervous as to his response.
"Ginny, I love you too," he said honestly.
"What?!" That hadn't been what I was expecting. I never thought he'd say he loved me too!
"I love you Ginny. I love your courage, I love your smile, I love how you get me so easily. I love your wedding vow to me," he added teasingly, "but mainly I love that you love me."
Tears welled up in my eyes. My hero was telling me he loved me; it was every little girl's dream. My knight in shining armour...