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*WARNING – A little language and a sexual situation that may not be suitable for younger readers…I think. Oh what do I know, might be more PG-13 than R or it might not be. Depends on how strict your definitions are.
A/N: *Ducks behind table away from dangerous thrown objects* I know I haven't updated in forever…I apologize. With the holidays and the weather and real life things just didn't work out the way I had planned. But never fear – an update is here. Wow that sounds retarded. Man, has anyone else seen the video for "This Love" by Maroon 5? Am I the only one who thinks the lead singer is totally hot? Also I know the first part of this chapter is crap. Skip it if you'd like. It was hard to write without cracking up at the chessyness of it all. But it's the first time I've written a scene like this – smut writer I am not. If anyone thinks they can do a better job and would be interested in maybe writing a chapter for me let me know. I haven't decided yet whether I'll need something like that for this story yet. Oh well, so without further adieu...
This chapter is dedicated to my brother – you know I love you, besides if you weren't here who would I have to fight with all the time? Family holidays would be no where near as fun.
*I'm Sorry, So Sorry*
"Merlin Ginny, you trying to scare me to death?" Harry said into the darkness. It was either very late in the evening or very early in the morning when Ginny stumbled back into Harry's bed, causing him to awake rather abruptly.
"I'm sorry…Hermione snoring so loud…was so cold…" She rubbed at her eyes with one hand and yawned, pulling the covers back and laying down beside him. When her cold feet rubbed up against his leg a chill shot all the way up his spine.
"Wow, it really must have been cold down there. Oh, hey watch it Gin, you, uh," Harry was suddenly feeling very uncomfortable as she curled back into his chest. Ginny mumbled something incoherent but finally settled down and went back to sleep. Harry found himself lost in thoughts of the night before as he listened to her breath softly. He felt bad for the way Ron had made fun of her when he walked up and surprised her the night before. While he was vowing to talk to Ron he felt Ginny shift in front of him again. He rationalized that she was tired and sleeping and not aware of the effect she was having on him.
"Ginny, you might wanna…please, could you stop squirming around up there?" He felt his skin get a little hotter and hoped Ginny would stop writhing around before the situation got even more embarrassing.
"Wwwssswrrrnnggwwuuuu?" Ginny was mumbling into the pillow again and continued to move around. When she rubbed herself right up against him Harry was immediately aroused.
"Come on Gin," His voice was strained as he tried to move away from her. Unfortunately his back was already against the wall and his front…well his front was pressing directly into one of his best friends who happened to be sharing his bed, "Ginny, please…"
"What wrong? Am I keeping you up?" Ginny appeared to be fully awake now and completely aware of what she was doing. Harry froze at the sound of her voice; she sounded different, full of something he couldn't quite put his finger on.
"Oh it's nothing really, just a little problem." He replied, hoping she couldn't feel the evidence of his problem against her back.
"I don't know. Feels like a pretty big problem to me." Ginny arched backwards and ground into him again. After she spoke Harry realized what it was he heard in her voice – desire – and it both terrified and excited him.
"Good God Gin, if you had any idea…" He stifled a moan when he felt her pull away from him and rolled over on her back, looking up at him with a smile. He lifted his hand to brush a strand of hair out of her face. Instead she took it and brought it to her shoulder, using her hands to curl his fingers around the strap of the tank top she had worn to bed.
"I have a vague feeling. The question is what are you going to do about it?" They stayed there for a few seconds like that; staring into each other's eyes before Harry dropped his mouth to Ginny's collarbone. A trail of kisses followed the strap of her shirt down her arm, ending at her fingertips before he worked his way over to other arm repeating the motion. He had both straps down and was in the process of working his mouth lower and lower down her neck when she suddenly slid out from underneath him and threw her leg over his waist, straddling him.
She sucked on his earlobe as her hand found its way to the hem of his shirt. Lowering her head to his stomach she inched his shirt up and began sucking her way up his chest. She paused to nibble on his nipple, grinning wickedly when the heard the moan it elicited. She ground her hips into his and wrapped her arm around his back, easing the shirt over his head. They were both breathing heavily as Harry sat up and slid his hands under her shirt. It landed next to his on the floor beside the bed.
"Mmmm, Harry…please…" That was all the motivation he needed. She rolled back over so she was lying on her back and he quickly covered her mouth with his. As she slid her tongue past his lips he raised hand to cup one of her breasts. Her tongue continued its battle for dominance and her hands tangled themselves in his hair.
"I love you so much Harry," she moaned into his mouth, "I've loved you since the moment I set eyes on you."
"Gods Gin, I love you too. I love you." He said into the darkness of his room, unaware of knocking on his door.
"Hey, I love you too mate," Ron laughed as slammed the door shut behind him causing Harry to spring out of bed rather painfully, "Just don't let Hermione know about us. Don't need her making a scene while the whole family is here." Harry leaned over and grabbed his glasses off the table beside the bed.
"Uh…Ron, what you talking about? Merlin, what time is it?" Ron sat down beside him and slapped him on the back.
"So who's lucky girl you where dreaming about? When I walked in here it sounded like you two were really going at it." Harry exhaled, letting his head fall back down on the pillow, fighting away the image of Ginny that still lingered in his head. Ron started grunting and imitating Harry's voice, "Oohhh…I love you so much…ooooo…baby…don't stop…"
"Real funny Ron."
"So tell me, who was it? Was it Cho? Or maybe Lavender?" Harry squeezed his eyes shut and hoped Ron would let the subject drop; he didn't. "Come on mate, tell me. When I first walked in I think I heard a name. Started with a J or a G...come on!"
"Oh you know no one in particular…just uh…" Ron heard the hesitation in his voice and saw the look of guilt on his friend's face. He jumped up, looking at Harry with the crazed eyes of an overprotective older brother.
"Oi mate, it better not have been about my sister. Were you dreaming about Ginny? Answer me. Damnit Harry, you'd better turn your fucking head around right now and look at me…"
"Merlin Ron stop shouting or you'll wake everyone else up. Now what's it to you anyway?"
"I think I have the right to know if you plan on making a move on my little sister. You know how she felt about you…" Harry cut him off.
"I've already had this talk thank you very much. I've already assured Charlie that I have no intention of hurting Gin. Ever. Do you even know the reason I chased after her last night? Do you realize how much what YOU said hurt her? I guess Charlie was worried about the wrong person." He sighed and swung his legs over the edge of the bed, propping his head up on his hands. Even though his eyes were closed he could hear Ron turn around and stop his pacing.
"What do you mean, what I said?" Harry snorted.
"Last night, after we played chess and I kissed Ginny, do you remember what you said?" he raised his head and looked his friend straight in the eye, "You made her run out the room crying for God's sake. You just had to remind her about that stupid crush she used to have and you told her I'd never love her. Well guess what Ron? Maybe I do love her. It's pretty obvious that I care more about her feelings than you do. I would never do anything I thought would make her cry and I'll be damned if I allow anyone else to do so." Ron couldn't even speak; he just stood paralyzed, thinking over what he had just heard. Finally he sat down beside Harry and spoke.
"Did you…did you just say that you love her?" Harry nodded.
"Yeah, I did. Or at least I think I could some day. Look all I know is I care about Ginny more than I ever have about anyone. She's this incredible girl and we've become so close. I know love is a strong word but I really like her Ron."
"And what I said last night, it really hurt her that bad?" Harry nodded again, "I fucked up, didn't I mate?" Another nod, "I need to talk to her" He got up and walked over to the door. Before he walked out to the hallway he turned back, "Um…should I not she anything to her? You know, about what you just said?"
"Yeah, thanks Ron. I'm not quite sure I'm ready to tell her yet." With that Ron headed down the stairs to Ginny's room.
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He knocked lightly and opened the door to find Ginny still sleeping peacefully. He walked over to her bed and sat on the edge, shaking her arm gently.
"Ginny? Ginny, wake up. Hey, Mum made her special Christmas tree waffles…" At the mention of their mother's special once-a-year holiday treat Ginny began to wake up; only to narrow her eyes and clench her jaw before pulling the covers up over her head and turning back over when she saw who else was in her room.
"Ronald please get out of my room," she said tersely through the blanket. Sensing that he was still sitting beside her she sat up and threw the covers off her head. "Are you deaf or just fucking stupid? I said get out. Now leave before Hermione wakes up." Still he sat looking extremely apologetic like puppy that had just eaten the turkey sandwich left on the counter. "Ron I have no desire to talk to you or listen to your half assed excuse for an apology. What you said last night was cruel and unnecessary and I can tell you right now I'm not going to forgive you this easily just so you can get this off your conscience."
"Ginny I know, please just hear what I have to say. I'm an arse. I'm a sorry excuse for a brother. I was an insensitive prat for what I said…" Ginny huffed.
"Is that what Hermione told you to say? Or maybe Bill told you to come up and apologize? I don't want to hear you just reiterate everything that everyone else told you that you did wrong. If you really want me to forgive you tell me how you feel about what happened. Not what Hermione feels, or Charlie, or Bill or Harry. What you feel."
"I had no idea you still liked Harry. I'm a guy, I mean what do you expect, we don't have a radar for this sort of thing. Maybe Fred and George can create something…hell they'd be richer than the Malfoys. Plus we're siblings. We fight. It's what we do. I know you're closer to Charlie and Bill because they're older and they've always looked out for you and you guys don't tease each other and bicker like we do. I can't help the fact that I thought your crush on Harry was funny as hell, but I had no idea you had real feelings for him…" Ginny cut him off again.
"Who said I have real feelings for Harry? Did Hermione tell you something?"
"Calm down, she didn't say anything. I may be completely dense but I don't think you would have gotten so mad last night if you didn't still have some feelings for him," He put his arm around her and pulled her into a hug, "I'm sorry Ginny. It kills me to know that I'm the reason you were so upset. I promise to be more considerate of your feelings in the future. And if it's any consolation I think Harry really likes you too, and I can't think of any guy better for you than him. I'm not trying to be nosey or anything but I think if you do like him, you should tell him. Okay…I'm done my little speech. Now you don't have to forgive me, but just know that I really am sorry."
Ginny pulled her head up and looked at him a moment. Then she slapped Ron in the arm. "Do you really have to go and make me cry before breakfast? You know my eyes get all red and puffy…" she sniffled and allowed herself to be pulled back into her brother's arms.
"Hey, you're not the only one he's making cry," Hermione sat up and looked over at the pair from her makeshift bed in the corner. She took an edge of the sheet and used it to dab her eyes dry. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to intrude but I was just lying over here and you guys are just so sweet…" She started crying again. Ginny nudged Ron forward and he walked over to other bed giving the other girl a hug as well.
"No intrusion here. You're beautiful when you're crying you know," he lifted his hand and brushed away a tear rolling down her cheek, "Now we should really get downstairs. It would be a shame for you to miss out on Mum's waffles. She makes them the muggle way and she uses this little tree cutter thing and puts berries in the mix so they look like Christmas bulbs!" Hermione was still crying a little so she walked across the hall into the bathroom for some tissues, leaving Ginny and Ron waiting for her.
"So do you accept my apology?" Ron pouted his bottom lip out and asked.
"I forgive you Ron. Now…race you to the table."