Chapter 2

Ginny plopped her elbows on the ledge of the Astronomy Tower and sighed. Goodness they weren't kidding, she told herself as she uneasily glanced behind her. When Professor Sinistra wasn't up here teaching lessons, the place was swarming with snogging couples. Even Slytherin's power couple Malfoy and Pansy was taking advantage of this unused private space, though Ginny couldn't see it for herself (which was more than fine with her.) They were perfectly hidden from view behind the shadows of Crabbe and Goyle, who stood side by side in front of them with their arms crossed over their chest as if they were protecting someone very important, not a horny teenage ferret and his pug-like girlfriend.

He's late, she thought glumly as she looked down at her watch. Hurry Harry, please. It was one thing to be solo in a room full of couples. It was another to be alone in such place when every couple there was sucking on each other's faces. She sighed again, this time louder to try and drown out the sound of moaning and groaning that sounded awfully like little Dennis Creevey's. Ew.

"Ginny! Ginny!" It was Harry (thank goodness!) and by the looks of it, he seemed to have sprinted up the long staircase to the Tower. He was jogging towards her, breathing rather heavily (unless that was also coming from Dennis. Ew) clutching what she recognized right away as his Invisibility Cloak in one hand and the side of his stomach with the other. When he reached her, he let go of his cloak, letting it slide to the ground and grabbed her by the shoulder. She could see small beads of sweat forming across his forehead. After a few long intakes of oxygen, he began to speak very fast.

"Oh Ginny, I'm so sorry! –gasp- Were you waiting long? Oh I'm such a git making you wait here all by yourself...are you ok? –gasp- Did any guys try anything on you? Are you cold? Are you sure you're ok? –gasp- Did I ask you that already? Oh Ginny, I'm sorry! I'm-"

Ginny gently pressed her fingers over Harry's lips and "shh"ed him.

Harry obeyed and closed his mouth.

"It's ok, really. I just got here myself," she lied. "No one tried anything Harry, as you can see all hands here are very occupied," she said smiling as Harry peered over her shoulder and saw for the first time the large gathering of snoggers in the background. He spotted Dennis Creevey clumsily trying to undo his female companion's buttoned cardigan as he licked the side of his mouth. "Ew..." Harry said quietly at the sight.

"Dennis?" Ginny asked without turning around.

"Yeah..."

Ginny grinned. "And Harry, I am not cold. It's rather quite beautiful tonight, don't you think?" she said looking up at the magnificent star-filled sky.

"Er-yeah..." Harry repeated feeling more foolish by the second.

"It's all right," Ginny assured him as if she read his mind. "It's sweet of you to worry. Although I already have Ron in charge of that department."

"Speaking of your brother..." Harry began.

"What? Did he say something? Oh I knew it!" she cried hotly. "I bet he acted like a nutter when you told him you were meeting me here, didn't he? Oh I'll tell him tomorrow at breakfast-"

"He said he trusts me with you," Harry said loudly.

Ginny blinked. Harry beamed.

"Wh-What else did he say?" Ginny asked feeling quite flabbergasted.

"Well, he said a bunch of stuff before that. Nothing too important, don't worry. But the last thing he said was that he trusts you with me."

"Wow..." Ginny breathed.

"Wow is right," Harry said cheerfully. "Well enough about Ron! What did you wanna show me, Ginny?"

"Oh!" Ginny's face lit up with delight. "Come on, we need to go er-west! Right, west!" she exclaimed taking Harry's hand in hers and leading the way. Harry picked up his father's cloak and happily followed.

The west side of the Tower was a bit less crowded much to Ginny and Harry's relief. Once there, Ginny had let go of Harry's hand not before squeezing it gently first then began pacing around the ground with her head up toward the sky. Harry curiously watched as his girlfriend craned her neck in every direction biting down her lower lip frantically in search of something, though he wasn't sure what. Then after a minute or so passed...

"Ooh! I found it!" Ginny squealed.

Harry slowly walked over to her from behind and kissed the back of her head as he wrapped both his arms around her slim shoulders. "Congratulations, love. Though I haven't a clue what it is that you found."

Ginny giggled as she clutched onto Harry's strong arms. "Look up, up there. A little over to the right," she instructed as she stretched out her right arm and pointed above to the spot she was referring to.

Harry craned his neck back and gazed up the clear starry sky. He wasn't sure exactly what he was supposed to be looking for but continued to stare up at where Ginny was pointing. Then...he saw it.

Amidst the millions of twinkling yellow stars perfectly embedded in the vast black sky, two stars prominently stood out and sparkled like radiant jewels. One was brilliant emerald green, just like Harry's piercing eyes and the other a fiery ruby red, matching the color of Ginny's luminous hair.

"Wow...that's...that's us up there," Harry breathed in awe.

Ginny slowly lowered her hand and grasped both of Harry's arms again. "Yeah, isn't it just amazing?" she asked him softly as she rested the back of her head against his shoulder. "When I heard about these stars, I just had to come see it with you...I-I named them after us," she said hurriedly. "Is that silly of me?"

Harry shifted his body around so they were now face to face. He took both her hands into his and brought it up to his chest. "I think it's just perfect," he said softly as he leaned in to kiss her. She felt herself blush as she lifted her head to welcome his kiss. The kiss was just perfect as well.

About twenty minutes later, they slowly made their way back to their dormitory, hand in hand, safely tucked under Harry's cloak. Once inside the common room, Harry lifted the cloak off over their heads and walked Ginny to the girl's dormitory entrance.

"So how did you hear about those stars anyway?" he asked curiously as they reached just outside of the door.

Ginny grinned. "Oh, our dear friend Hermione read about it in her new Astronomy book and shared the bit of information with me. It was actually all her idea. She thought it would be romantic for us to go see it together."

Good ol' mione, Harry thought to himself, smiling.

"And," Ginny continued. "She claimed they are very rare. They can only be seen once every three years on the second Tuesday of September at exactly midnight."

"Wow..."

"Wow is right. Now enough about Hermione!" Ginny said gleefully mocking Harry's speech earlier.

Harry laughed.

"Good night love," Harry said warmly as he gave her a quick kiss on the forehead.

"Night darling."

"Darling?"

Ginny shrugged, her ears slightly pink. "Thought I'd give it a try...You don't like?"

"It's...ok...I guess" Harry said rather uncertainly.

"Sweetie?"

"That's fine..."

"Honey?"

"Er-sure..."

"Baby?"

"Why not..."

"Potty?"

"Hmm...Hey that's what Malfoy calls me!"

"Oh...Oh!" Ginny gasped clasping a hand over her mouth. Then she broke into fits of giggle. "I'm sorry! No wonder it sounded familiar! Well it did sound cuter in my head...really."

"I can't believe you just called me Potty..." Harry did his best to look insulted.

"I didn't!" Ginny cried defensively between giggles. "It was an accident...Oh forget it, I'll just call you Harry like everyone else," she said grimly.

"You know you said, "Harry, dear," to me in my dream that day..." (A/N: for all you readers who are not familiar to his "dream" please read chapter 1 of my first story Last train ride to Hogwarts...Yes, I am taking this opportunity to promote it. My apologies...)

"Really?" Ginny asked hopefully.

"Yup. And I called you love," Harry said grinning.

"Harry, dear..." Ginny said thoughtfully. "I like that!"

"We have a winner!" Harry exclaimed with joy.

Ginny beamed. "Ok, we must start over. Kiss me goodnight again."

"Can we alter it a bit so this time I kiss your lips?" Harry asked anxiously.

"Certainly."

"Can we change it some more so we're laying down on the couch with you on top of me?"

"Certainly," Ginny began.

Harry's face lit up.

...not." Ginny finished.

Harry's face fell. "That is just mean! First Potty, now this..." he muttered.

"Harry," Ginny said warningly.

"Oh all right..." Harry grumbled although he was grinning. "Good night love," he repeated as he placed a hand on Ginny's shoulder and lowered his lip to hers softly.

"Good night sweetie," Ginny said playfully.

"I thought it's Harry, dear," he reminded.

Silence.

More silence.

Then-

"Ok...one more time. Kiss me goodnight again."

Harry's face lit up.