Harry
Ginny? What can I say about her? She's amazing! She's sweet and kind. She can be a bit stubborn at times, but that's ok. It's one of the things I like most about her believe it or not. Ginny's so strong too. She's always been the rock of our relationship and marriage. You see, after the war she was the one that made the biggest difference in my life. Don't get me wrong, Ron and Hermione are great, and I love them to death. I wouldn't be who I am without them. I mean, Ron's my best mate and Hermione's the sister that I never had, but Ginny's something else. She didn't put up with my bullshit, she still doesn't by the way, and she always managed to get me out of my own head, you know? She always reminded me of everything that happened, it wasn't my fault and stuff. Ginny was the one who got me to talk about things. It wasn't always easy, but somehow, she managed it over the years. I owe her so much for that. I was such a mess after the war. She always sat with me after I had a nightmare or brought me to her room to let everything out when things got to be too much for me. Ginny was always so strong.
I definitely don't like being on her bad side either. As much as I love her, that temper though. HAHA! It's happened a few times over the years, and I don't recommend it. When she gets mad, she a force all unto her herself, if you know what I mean. At the same time, she's very caring. Ginny loves to take care of people, just like her mum. She's going to be a great mum once we have kids. You should she her with Teddy. She's so good with him. She plays with him, she reads to him, and she also tells him about Remus and Tonks. Lately Ginny's been teaching him to cook and bake. He loves it! He gets so excited when they spend time in the kitchen together. She even got him his own little apron and everything. He's actually getting quite good. He'll make some girl very happy someday. OH! I just remembered this one! Last year, the two of them were cooking a birthday dinner for me. Well, once it was time to eat, Ginny told Teddy to go wash up and let me know dinner was just about ready. He runs out of the kitchen and tells her 'OK Mum!' I walk into the kitchen to eat and I see her sitting at the table crying. I asked her if Teddy did something or said something to upset her. All she did was look up at me with the biggest grin and she told me 'He called me Mum' It really was a sweet moment. Of course, she wiped the tears away and dried her face before Teddy came back. She didn't want him to feel bad about anything.
Ginny's so beautiful and sexy too. I mean, with that athletic build she has from playing for the Harpies and just all the natural beauty she has, she always turns heads, you know? Good thing I'm not the jealous type huh? When she gets dressed up to go out, you know what I mean right? Like when we have an event at the Ministry, or with the Harpies, or just going out to dinner, you know? She looks amazing all done up in a dress or skirt with a pair of high heels on and her hair and makeup is done. I can't believe a bloke like me is married to her sometimes! There was this one time, two years ago, I really shouldn't be telling you this but, we were at a Ministry function and Ginny's wearing this tight black cocktail dress that just hugged her body in all the right ways. We were dancing and she gave me a quick kiss, right? Then she leads me off the dance floor to the back of the hall and out a door into a hallway. I'm just following her because I have no idea what's going on. I thought maybe there was something she wanted to show me or something. We walk down the hallway and Ginny finds a broom closet. She opens the door and shoves me in! She gets in, locks the door with her wand and cast a silencing charm and she starts snogging me and grabbing at my dick through my pants. Now I'm starting to get all turned on and hard, so what does she do next? She yanks down my pants and starts sucking me off! Now, I'm moaning and getting really hard. Just when I think it can't get any better or take any more, Ginny stops and pulls up her dress, I notice she not wearing any panties, she jumps up and wraps her legs around my waist and starts riding me! She fucking shagged me right in a broom closet!
Anyway, there's times when she gives me this look and bites her bottom lip and I just turn to mush and feel like I'm 15 again. You know what I'm saying, all awkward and stuff around girls? I love her eyes too. I love how they sparkle when he gets excited about something. I just love staring into them and getting lost. They really are the most beautiful shade of brown. Ginny has the most adorable little group of freckles on her nose too. She doesn't particular like them though. Most times she covers them up with either makeup or some beauty spell.
I'm really proud of her. Not only is she an amazing wife and person, she's also a great quidditch player, one of the best around. The time she spends on training and preparing is unbelievable. She's so dedicated. The fans all love her, too. Her jerseys and posters outsell everybody else's. Ginny loves meeting with the fans, too. Especially the kids. They always make her day. The crowds that show up to meet her after a match are huge! I've never seen anything like it. It's truly amazing to watch her handle all the fans, all with a smile. Ginny even handles the men with a lot of grace. When they flirt with her, all she d0es asks them if they know who her husband is. It can be very entertaining to watch.
I love her so much. She's my whole world. The hardest thing I ever did was leave her after Professor Dumbledore's funeral. She was so strong about it and didn't protest it. Ginny understood why I was doing it too. She knew that she might become a target and she knew I wasn't about to let that happen. I would have died before I ever let somebody hurt Ginny. She didn't cry or anything. That really impressed me. I think leaving her was even harder than bringing down Tom Riddle. I was so thankful when she took me back after everything was over. I tell you right now, I'm not ever leaving her again.
You know what the first thing Ginny said to me, ever? I'll never forget it. It was 'Good luck.' I think that explains everything about Ginny.
Ginny
I love Harry so much. He's the sweetest person in the world. Harry's kind, compassionate, honest, and decent. He's everything a Gryffindor should be too, brave and courageous and all that. He's always so thoughtful and caring, sometimes he's too caring. When he holds me, I feel so safe, like nothing can even come close to hurting me. He puts everybody before himself. I think the thing I love most about Harry is he always does the right thing. He's a natural leader and he takes his responsibilities very seriously. He's also a lot of fun to be with. He makes me laugh like nobody else has. When the war was over though, I saw a different Harry. He was broken in ways I could never imagine. I mean, yeah, I lost my brother Fred and some friends, and I was really upset about that, we all were, but Harry took that grief and sorrow and twisted it inside of himself and turned it into something else. You see, he felt everything that happened was his fault. He felt that he was responsible for all those deaths. It took weeks for him to look any of us in the eye. When I finally managed to get him to look at me, I saw so much sadness and grief in those eyes and on his face that my heart broke into a million pieces. All I could manage to do was wrap him up in my arms. I can't image the strength that he must have had to deal with all of it. I don't think I could of. I think he realized that he needed to let go of it all. He just needed some help. When he woke up in the middle of the night from a nightmare, I'd wake up from hearing him scream and go to Ron's room where Harry was sleeping. I would take him back to my room and climb into bed with him and just hold him until he fell back asleep. I didn't care if my parents found out or not. To hell with them. Harry needed me. I know Ron knew about it, but he never said anything. I think he knew that wasn't much he could do to help Harry. It took a long time, but I managed to help him through it, or at least some of it. I know he still carries a lot of it around with him, even now.
One thing I find so endearing about him is that Harry is genuinely worried about being a bad dad. I always tell him he'll do fine. You should see him with Teddy. He's so protective of him, it's really sweet. When they play together, I have to ask myself who's the bigger kid and who's having more fun. Harry or Teddy? You see, Harry didn't have a good childhood, if any childhood, living with his muggle relatives, but that's not my story to tell. Anyway, Harry's been teaching Teddy to fly on a broom. Teddy's flown before, with me or Harry, but never solo. Harry bought him a toy broom a few months back and he's been teaching him out in the back garden. When Teddy finally got it and did it all by himself, Harry was so proud of him. I think he was proud of himself too.
He's so bloody handsome too. Those broad shoulders and those strong hands. Oh my god! Just thinking about it is getting me going. He's kept in shape, that's for sure. Ooo, that hair! I love running my fingers through it and those piercing emerald green eyes of his. When they sparkle when he looks at me that certain way he does, my knees threaten to buckle. When he kisses me, it's amazing! It's like he puts all his love for me into those lips and when touch mine, it's fireworks! I have no idea how he manages it. And please forgive me, but I think the scars are sexy as hell!
When we get dressed up to go out, it's all I can do not to shag him before we leave the house! He just looks so dam good! Anytime we have to go to a formal event like at the Ministry or with the girls he wears this muggle tuxedo, and I tell you, the man looks so dashing! He looks so hot in it. He reminds me of that muggle movie character James Bond. I'm still waiting for Harry to ask for a martini, shaken, not stirred. HA! There was this time at the Ministry Ball, oh he told you that story? Well, let me tell you my side. I was wearing this tight, little black cocktails dress with five-inch stiletto heels. I did my hair in a French twist, Harry loves it like that, and I did my makeup just the way he likes it. I looked so dam good that night. I was hot! The one thing though was the fact the dress was so tight I could see panty lines, so I ditched them. Hehe! We walked into the ballroom and all eyes were on us. Harry didn't enjoy it much, but I loved it. You see, a lot of the witches at the Ministry fancy Harry. They flirt with him and such. It's pathetic really the way they throw themselves at him. Even the married ones! Harry's loyal to a fault and he loves me. He's just too polite to tell them to shove off. They still can't wrap their heads around the fact he married me, his childhood sweetheart. Here I am, the youngest wife there on the arm of Harry Potter, the man who destroyed Voldemort. All night all these witches are checking out my husband and giving me all sorts of dirty looks, and I admit I can get jealous, so while we were dancing, I pulled him to the back of the ballroom and into a hallway. I made sure we were seen, too. He thought there was something I want to show him, I swear the man can be so dam daft! I found a broom closet and shoved him in and started snogging him and grabbing him through his pants. I could feel him getting hard, so I pulled down his pants and started sucking on him to get him really good and hard. When He was ready, I hiked up my dress and shagged the hell out of him! I mean, he looked so dam good that night, I was going to shag him anyway and the added bonus was since I was already getting dirty looks, it would be worth it! When we went back to the ballroom, I made sure my hair and makeup wasn't quite right, plus Harry had this goofy smile the rest of the night. You know the one I mean. I stared all those witches with a somewhat evil grin on Harry's arm. That really gave them something to talk about!
Harry really is my best friend, too. I can tell him anything. He's so supportive of me with everything I do. He gets to every match he can, no matter where we're playing. When he's in the field, he always finds ways to let me know that he's ok and he loves me. Oh! I almost forgot the gifts! He always picks me up little gifts in his travels. It's really sweet. He has such a good heart, too. He'll help anybody with anything. I think it's because after all the pain that he's suffered and all the evil that he's seen, instead of letting it make him bitter, it's made him even more compassionate and loving. He chooses to look for the best in people and usually gives them the benefit of the doubt. Sometimes it has backfired on him, and it has hurt him, but he keeps trying.
Harry really is the best out of all of us and I love him with all my heart and soul.
