DISCLAIMER: JK Rowling owns all characters.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Due to popular request, I've written more of the story! I've actually decided to chuck the idea of a second version. I tried writing it, and the story wasn't that much different. However, I've decided to expand on the story. I hope I didn't let you guys down! Please tell me what you think!
Oh yes, words in italics are the character's thoughts.
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"So, Ron," Harry began. The boys were up in their dormitories. After the long lip lock between Ron and Hermione, the two awkwardly avoided eye contact and rushed upstairs. Seamus, Harry, Ginny, and Parvati went their separate ways as they followed their embarrassed friends.
"Shut up, Harry," Ron replied. Harry could tell he was smiling though. Ron had pulled the curtains around his four poster bed to hide from Harry and Seamus.
"Oh come on, Ron. I know you enjoyed it," Harry pushed.
"How was Ginny?" He struggled as he tried to force out Ginny's name. Harry smiled; he knew Ron was trying to change the subject, although Harry kissing Ginny would be another painful thought for Ron altogether. Harry rolled his eyes.
"Ron, nobody kissed. Well except for you and Hermione," Harry added.
"You mean -- Seamus, Parvati? No.. but the tradition?"
"There is no tradition. Well I suppose there is, but we used it to trick you." Seamus spoke for the first time.
"Alright, who planned this?" Ron asked, tearing the curtains away and emerging from his bed. "Do I even need to ask? Harry, what were you thinking?!"
"Like I said before, I know you enjoyed it," Harry replied shortly.
"That was bloody embarrassing, Harry!" Ron smiled when he said this.
"So how was it?" Seamus asked, obviously intrigued.
"Well, I expect you would know," Ron said, pointing at Harry. Seamus's eyes went wide.
"You kissed Hermione?!" Seamus asked Harry.
"What? No! Ron what are you talking about?" Harry asked defensively.
"No, no. I mean when you kissed Cho."
"Oh, yeah. So you think it was wet?" Harry asked.
"Look at us; we're talking like a bunch of girls!" Seamus commented. "I'm going to bed. Goodnight, ladies." Ron and Harry rolled their eyes, and Seamus went to sleep almost immediately.
"So, Harry, how was Ginny?" Ron asked, almost in a whisper.
"I told you; we didn't kiss. Nobody did."
"Oh, come on. I know she wanted to kiss you. You didn't even give her a New Year's present?"
"Obviously not, Ron. I think I'm going to bed. Goodnight."
"Alright, alright. You don't have to get touchy about it." Ron fell asleep soon; probably dreaming about Hermione.
Harry lay awake in his four poster bed for quite some time. Does he like Ginny? Harry thought back to when he leaned into the 'kiss' with Ginny. They had looked into each other's eyes. Were those butterflies in his stomach? Harry got out of bed to get a drink of water; he couldn't sleep. He decided to leave the dormitories and watch the fire in the Common Room.
Maybe I'll be able to think about it all then.
Harry crept down the stairs to find someone already sitting in his favorite chair by the fire. Was that Ginny?
"Harry!" Ginny exclaimed, jumping from her seat. "I didn't hear you coming downstairs."
"Yeah, well, I couldn't really fall asleep."
"Neither could I." Ginny turned red.
A few minutes passed as they both stared into the fiery coals of the common room fire. Soon, Harry turned to Ginny.
"So, why couldn't you get to sleep?" Harry asked slowly.
"I was just thinking. About things," Ginny mumbled, fumbling with her fingers. "What about you?"
"About the same. Just things," Harry replied. "What sort of things were you thinking about?" This time Harry was fumbling with his fingers.
I can't believe I'm having this conversation with Ginny.
"You know; just stuff about tonight, that's all," Ginny said.
"Were you thinking about the prank?"
"In a way, I guess."
Awkward silence surrounded the two for a good three minutes, which seemed like a lifetime to Harry.
"Harry –"
"Ginny –"
"Oh, sorry," Ginny said, blushing again.
"No, it's alright. Go ahead and finish what you were saying." Harry mused.
"Well, err... alright. Harry, what were you thinking about when we were about to 'kiss'?" Ginny asked carefully. Her thoughts and wonderings were soon ended when Harry leaned in and brushed her lips softly with his. Ginny turned a wild hue of red and touched her lips as if she were shocked to find this actually happening.
"Ginny, I'm so sorry. I really shouldn't have," Harry said, blushing slightly.
Ginny responded by kissing him back, this time more passionately. When she pulled back several seconds later she turned her gaze to the fire and smiled.
Relief washed through Harry's body. The fact that she had kissed him a second time must mean that she didn't have anything against him, right? Slowly he reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, and as she turned her head to look at him he smiled back.
Ginny leaned back against him, and he wrapped his arms around her. Completely content with where she was at that moment, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Due to popular request, I've written more of the story! I've actually decided to chuck the idea of a second version. I tried writing it, and the story wasn't that much different. However, I've decided to expand on the story. I hope I didn't let you guys down! Please tell me what you think!
Oh yes, words in italics are the character's thoughts.
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"So, Ron," Harry began. The boys were up in their dormitories. After the long lip lock between Ron and Hermione, the two awkwardly avoided eye contact and rushed upstairs. Seamus, Harry, Ginny, and Parvati went their separate ways as they followed their embarrassed friends.
"Shut up, Harry," Ron replied. Harry could tell he was smiling though. Ron had pulled the curtains around his four poster bed to hide from Harry and Seamus.
"Oh come on, Ron. I know you enjoyed it," Harry pushed.
"How was Ginny?" He struggled as he tried to force out Ginny's name. Harry smiled; he knew Ron was trying to change the subject, although Harry kissing Ginny would be another painful thought for Ron altogether. Harry rolled his eyes.
"Ron, nobody kissed. Well except for you and Hermione," Harry added.
"You mean -- Seamus, Parvati? No.. but the tradition?"
"There is no tradition. Well I suppose there is, but we used it to trick you." Seamus spoke for the first time.
"Alright, who planned this?" Ron asked, tearing the curtains away and emerging from his bed. "Do I even need to ask? Harry, what were you thinking?!"
"Like I said before, I know you enjoyed it," Harry replied shortly.
"That was bloody embarrassing, Harry!" Ron smiled when he said this.
"So how was it?" Seamus asked, obviously intrigued.
"Well, I expect you would know," Ron said, pointing at Harry. Seamus's eyes went wide.
"You kissed Hermione?!" Seamus asked Harry.
"What? No! Ron what are you talking about?" Harry asked defensively.
"No, no. I mean when you kissed Cho."
"Oh, yeah. So you think it was wet?" Harry asked.
"Look at us; we're talking like a bunch of girls!" Seamus commented. "I'm going to bed. Goodnight, ladies." Ron and Harry rolled their eyes, and Seamus went to sleep almost immediately.
"So, Harry, how was Ginny?" Ron asked, almost in a whisper.
"I told you; we didn't kiss. Nobody did."
"Oh, come on. I know she wanted to kiss you. You didn't even give her a New Year's present?"
"Obviously not, Ron. I think I'm going to bed. Goodnight."
"Alright, alright. You don't have to get touchy about it." Ron fell asleep soon; probably dreaming about Hermione.
Harry lay awake in his four poster bed for quite some time. Does he like Ginny? Harry thought back to when he leaned into the 'kiss' with Ginny. They had looked into each other's eyes. Were those butterflies in his stomach? Harry got out of bed to get a drink of water; he couldn't sleep. He decided to leave the dormitories and watch the fire in the Common Room.
Maybe I'll be able to think about it all then.
Harry crept down the stairs to find someone already sitting in his favorite chair by the fire. Was that Ginny?
"Harry!" Ginny exclaimed, jumping from her seat. "I didn't hear you coming downstairs."
"Yeah, well, I couldn't really fall asleep."
"Neither could I." Ginny turned red.
A few minutes passed as they both stared into the fiery coals of the common room fire. Soon, Harry turned to Ginny.
"So, why couldn't you get to sleep?" Harry asked slowly.
"I was just thinking. About things," Ginny mumbled, fumbling with her fingers. "What about you?"
"About the same. Just things," Harry replied. "What sort of things were you thinking about?" This time Harry was fumbling with his fingers.
I can't believe I'm having this conversation with Ginny.
"You know; just stuff about tonight, that's all," Ginny said.
"Were you thinking about the prank?"
"In a way, I guess."
Awkward silence surrounded the two for a good three minutes, which seemed like a lifetime to Harry.
"Harry –"
"Ginny –"
"Oh, sorry," Ginny said, blushing again.
"No, it's alright. Go ahead and finish what you were saying." Harry mused.
"Well, err... alright. Harry, what were you thinking about when we were about to 'kiss'?" Ginny asked carefully. Her thoughts and wonderings were soon ended when Harry leaned in and brushed her lips softly with his. Ginny turned a wild hue of red and touched her lips as if she were shocked to find this actually happening.
"Ginny, I'm so sorry. I really shouldn't have," Harry said, blushing slightly.
Ginny responded by kissing him back, this time more passionately. When she pulled back several seconds later she turned her gaze to the fire and smiled.
Relief washed through Harry's body. The fact that she had kissed him a second time must mean that she didn't have anything against him, right? Slowly he reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, and as she turned her head to look at him he smiled back.
Ginny leaned back against him, and he wrapped his arms around her. Completely content with where she was at that moment, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.