Thanks Princess and Moonlight-Miko for reviewing Tuee- The whole tickling idea is just a way Harry teases Ginny. They're friends. Just really close friends. For now
Really sorry for the wait, technology was NOT favorable.
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter.
CHAPTER THREE: Through the clouds
Harry slipped around the corner and made his way in the living room. He seated himself next Ginny, who was, seconds- before, deeply engaged in a romance novel.
Ginny could feel the other end of the couch sink, accepting the company; she scooted, giving him room. Ginny caught the scent of his deodorant as the soothing aroma encircled her body.
Seeing Ginny's silence, Harry slowly turned. Since she was currently entranced with the fireplace before them, he politely took the novel from her and began to read.
Ginny breathed deeply, breaking the ice, and spoke. "Harry, what would you like to do today? We have about four and a half hours till mum comes back."
"Hhhhmmm, I was thinking we'd fly around for a bit." Ginny nodded. At that he rose. The couch lifted slightly. Ginny was surprised to see how disappointed she was at such a small action. Then again it was Harry.
How am I to survive the coming year? It would be the last year for Harry before he graduates. After that, I would have to survive a whole year without the famous trio.
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Ginny swung her leg over her cleansweep and kicked off the ground. Harry followed suit and before long they were soaring. One hand rested on the handle of his firebolt while the other wandered towards his pocket. He could feel something thrashing inside his pocket, right below his hand. Curious he flung his hand out but at the feel of contact with the fabric, he paused. Now, caution overtook his mind. Eventually his fingers found their way around a small golden sphere. Pulling it out he realized it was the snitch; the snitch that he received from Dumbledore.
Meanwhile, Harry's eyes trailed the snitch until it paused near Ginny. There his sight lingered a few more seconds than necessary. Ginny glanced up and was surprised to meet two emerald eyes staring back at her. He immediately turned away.
A smile emerged on Ginny's face. The thought of Harry looking at her sent shivers through her body. She couldn't help but smile. Her confidence rose and she zoomed across the yard, brushing Harry's shoulders in the process.
Harry immediately caught her intention and raced after her, more than the snitch. Flying was his get away. His troubles never caught up with him when he was on the broom. Here, it was blissful happiness. In no time he changes direction by a mere angle and directed towards the snitch. Seconds later, he caught it.
He turned around. Facing Ginny, he saw the tinge of disappointment clearly visible in her eyes. But this was masked with content. She was with Harry. Why can't she be content? Content couldn't even describe it; no words could.
Harry slowly descended to the ground, placing the small ball inside his jacket. Once on the ground he placed his firebolt gently down. He turned towards the red-head who had landed shortly before. His hands slowly dug into his pockets feeling out of place anywhere else.
"Ginnny, would you . . . like to . . . ,"oh come on Harry, you're a Gryffindor, "rideonmyfirebolt . . . with me?
Surprisingly, she what he said and a smile broke through her delicate face.
"I would be delighted to ride on it with you." She gave him a reassuring smile and he picked up his firebolt. He indicated for her to mount first and then him. He gradually increased the distance between them and the ground until they were, in his opinion, high enough.
"Ginny, you trust me don't you?"
She gave him a questioning look but responded anyhow. "Of course, Harry."
Happy with her response, he wrapped his right arm around her waist and held his other arm on top of hers, on the handle of the broomstick. Ginny stiffened at his touch, but slowly eased into him. For some reason, Harry was enjoying the feel of her in his arms. He felt so . . . at ease with her and it felt as though she was meant to be there. Harry, that is no way to think of your best-friend's little sister. Can I help it though? Argh!
"One . . . Two . . ."
"Haaaarrrryyyyy, what are you going to do?????"
"Trust me. You'll love it."
That was all she needed for she would trust him with her life. But he didn't have to know that, although he had already saved her. If it wasn't for him, she wouldn't be here in the first place.
"Three." The broom dove steeply down and a yelp of surprise escaped her mouth. She had never gone this fast before. Harry tightened his grip around her waist. She was benefiting from this completely. She got to ride the fastest broomstick in the world, while being held in the arms of the man of her dreams. Luckily Harry couldn't see her face because it now matched her fiery red hair. The same thought was crossing across Harry's mind except if Ginny turned even the slighted bit, she would see a raven haired boy with a tomato red face. Ginny had her eyes shut and brought one of her hands on Harry's arm which was across her waist. They were a five feet above the ground when Harry pulled up and flipped them upside down, then, right-side up again. He came to a halt and Ginny jumped off his broom onto the ground, feet below her.
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She eyed him dreamily and then followed his lead, back into the house.
AN: please review! Also, I'm going on vacation for a month and I can't take the laptop so it might be a while until i can update again. Sorry.
