Chapter XIX
Ten days had passed. Gryffindor overcome Slytherin by 210 to 70. The nimbus 2001s still were a really big difference between the teams, but Draco would never be as good as Harry as a seeker. Ginny was not speaking to Harry, but only the necessary. Besides his depression, Ron made a good match, but he was also not talking much and was avoiding company, no matter whom. Hermione was almost desperate because of Ron. Among everybody, she was the one who he really was not talking to. Every time she entered the common room, he was not there or he'd go the boys' dormitories or he'd leave to patrol the corridors. Once, when she offered to go with him, he said it wasn't needed, without looking at her. He was not smiling or yelling anymore. It seemed that Ron had lost his joy. Harry and Ginny were really worried about Ron, but Hermione was preoccupying them too.
Because of all that, Harry was totally alone that Sunday. Ron disappeared, Hermione probably was at the girls' room and it was useless to look for Ginny. At least, his firebolt didn't seem to be mad at him yet. Thinking about that, he went to Gryffindor house to catch his broom. He thought he was dreaming when the Fat Lady picture moved and he saw who was inside by itself. Ginny was at the table, probably doing any lesson, really concentrated, and didn't notice he was coming inside. Harry took a look around. The common room was really empty; there were only he and Ginny. He stepped towards her. "Ginny"
She jumped. "What do you want?" She said, in a shaken voice, without looking at him.
"I want to talk to you"
"I can't now. Besides, we have nothing to talk about, unless you want to talk about Ron and Hermione" She kept writing, ignoring Harry.
"I want to talk about us"
"I told you there is no 'us'"
Harry held her wrist and raised her arm.
She finally looked at him. "Can you, please, release my hand? I'm working if you didn't notice"
"Can you stop acting like a kid?"
Ginny's cheeks got red. "Acting like a kid?" She got up. "Is that what you think? Ok, then. Why did you act like a crook?"
Harry's face went pale. "Me? What you're talking about?"
"Oh, no! Don't play the saint!"
"If you're talking about that day."
"Now you remember!"
"You didn't let me explain!"
"But you did it! You explained, explained really well! You said you didn't know. That's enough, don't you think so?"
Pink spots started to appear on Harry's face. "I said that cause it was the first thing that came in my mind!"
"There was no time to create an excuse, then? You should have thought about it before!"
"I was not looking for an excuse!"
"So what's the reason?!"
He tried to speak, but the words didn't come out. He never thought it was so difficult to say.
"Pity? Did you think of doing a good thing cause of the earring? 'Poor Ginny, I should give her a few minutes of happiness', is that what you thought?!" Her face was all red now.
Harry was looking at her, mouth opened.
"How dare you play with my feelings?!"
He saw the tears shining in her eyes.
"I don't know what I saw in you. You're just like any other guy" She grabbed her books and parchments from the table. Without looking at him, she turned and went towards the stairs.
"I did that because I love you" Finally those three words came out. Harry never felt so light, like weights had been taken off of his shoulders. Ginny stopped. He was staring at her back, his heart was beating so fast it could rip his chest at any moment. "Ginny. say something. please" Her silence was killing him.
"What did you say?" She finally asked. Her voice was a little shaken, like when someone who is crying is trying to talk.
"I said why I kissed you that day"
"Say it again"
He stepped towards her. It never was so difficult to walk. "I... I love you"
She turned to him. Her face was all wet. Harry never found her blue eyes as beautiful as they were at that moment.
"It's true?" She asked, breathlessly.
Harry nodded. He got closer her. "I should have told you that day. I'm sorry"
Ginny smiled. He dried her face with his own hand. She closed her eyes as she felt his touch. "Harry."
He kissed her. This time was not an impulsive thing. He knew exactly what he was doing. He lowered his arms and held Ginny's body by her waist. Ginny passed her arms around his neck and held his hair with a hand.
To feel her body, what in the world could be better than that? Harry didn't know. The softness of her lips, her warm breath on his face, her hand in his hair. Who cares about the world?
That warmth coming from him, is that really happening or it's just another dream? She didn't want to wake up, though. Let her sleep forever anyone who want to see her happy. His body pressed against hers, his tongue in her mouth, and his hands on her back. Is it heaven?
They kept holding each other.
"Am I dreaming?" Ginny asked between the tears and the laughs.
"I hope not, Ginny" Harry loosed her a little, so he could see her face. He smiled. "I. I'm really sorry, I should have told you"
She pressed a finger on his mouth. "Don't spoil this moment, Harry. There's nothing more to say about that day or about our fight. But I really have to say that Hermione was right"
"Right about what?"
"You were stupid"
Harry lowered his eyes. "Yeah, I know"
Ginny held his chin and raised his head. "But I love you anyway" She smiled.
He kissed her again.
Ten days had passed. Gryffindor overcome Slytherin by 210 to 70. The nimbus 2001s still were a really big difference between the teams, but Draco would never be as good as Harry as a seeker. Ginny was not speaking to Harry, but only the necessary. Besides his depression, Ron made a good match, but he was also not talking much and was avoiding company, no matter whom. Hermione was almost desperate because of Ron. Among everybody, she was the one who he really was not talking to. Every time she entered the common room, he was not there or he'd go the boys' dormitories or he'd leave to patrol the corridors. Once, when she offered to go with him, he said it wasn't needed, without looking at her. He was not smiling or yelling anymore. It seemed that Ron had lost his joy. Harry and Ginny were really worried about Ron, but Hermione was preoccupying them too.
Because of all that, Harry was totally alone that Sunday. Ron disappeared, Hermione probably was at the girls' room and it was useless to look for Ginny. At least, his firebolt didn't seem to be mad at him yet. Thinking about that, he went to Gryffindor house to catch his broom. He thought he was dreaming when the Fat Lady picture moved and he saw who was inside by itself. Ginny was at the table, probably doing any lesson, really concentrated, and didn't notice he was coming inside. Harry took a look around. The common room was really empty; there were only he and Ginny. He stepped towards her. "Ginny"
She jumped. "What do you want?" She said, in a shaken voice, without looking at him.
"I want to talk to you"
"I can't now. Besides, we have nothing to talk about, unless you want to talk about Ron and Hermione" She kept writing, ignoring Harry.
"I want to talk about us"
"I told you there is no 'us'"
Harry held her wrist and raised her arm.
She finally looked at him. "Can you, please, release my hand? I'm working if you didn't notice"
"Can you stop acting like a kid?"
Ginny's cheeks got red. "Acting like a kid?" She got up. "Is that what you think? Ok, then. Why did you act like a crook?"
Harry's face went pale. "Me? What you're talking about?"
"Oh, no! Don't play the saint!"
"If you're talking about that day."
"Now you remember!"
"You didn't let me explain!"
"But you did it! You explained, explained really well! You said you didn't know. That's enough, don't you think so?"
Pink spots started to appear on Harry's face. "I said that cause it was the first thing that came in my mind!"
"There was no time to create an excuse, then? You should have thought about it before!"
"I was not looking for an excuse!"
"So what's the reason?!"
He tried to speak, but the words didn't come out. He never thought it was so difficult to say.
"Pity? Did you think of doing a good thing cause of the earring? 'Poor Ginny, I should give her a few minutes of happiness', is that what you thought?!" Her face was all red now.
Harry was looking at her, mouth opened.
"How dare you play with my feelings?!"
He saw the tears shining in her eyes.
"I don't know what I saw in you. You're just like any other guy" She grabbed her books and parchments from the table. Without looking at him, she turned and went towards the stairs.
"I did that because I love you" Finally those three words came out. Harry never felt so light, like weights had been taken off of his shoulders. Ginny stopped. He was staring at her back, his heart was beating so fast it could rip his chest at any moment. "Ginny. say something. please" Her silence was killing him.
"What did you say?" She finally asked. Her voice was a little shaken, like when someone who is crying is trying to talk.
"I said why I kissed you that day"
"Say it again"
He stepped towards her. It never was so difficult to walk. "I... I love you"
She turned to him. Her face was all wet. Harry never found her blue eyes as beautiful as they were at that moment.
"It's true?" She asked, breathlessly.
Harry nodded. He got closer her. "I should have told you that day. I'm sorry"
Ginny smiled. He dried her face with his own hand. She closed her eyes as she felt his touch. "Harry."
He kissed her. This time was not an impulsive thing. He knew exactly what he was doing. He lowered his arms and held Ginny's body by her waist. Ginny passed her arms around his neck and held his hair with a hand.
To feel her body, what in the world could be better than that? Harry didn't know. The softness of her lips, her warm breath on his face, her hand in his hair. Who cares about the world?
That warmth coming from him, is that really happening or it's just another dream? She didn't want to wake up, though. Let her sleep forever anyone who want to see her happy. His body pressed against hers, his tongue in her mouth, and his hands on her back. Is it heaven?
They kept holding each other.
"Am I dreaming?" Ginny asked between the tears and the laughs.
"I hope not, Ginny" Harry loosed her a little, so he could see her face. He smiled. "I. I'm really sorry, I should have told you"
She pressed a finger on his mouth. "Don't spoil this moment, Harry. There's nothing more to say about that day or about our fight. But I really have to say that Hermione was right"
"Right about what?"
"You were stupid"
Harry lowered his eyes. "Yeah, I know"
Ginny held his chin and raised his head. "But I love you anyway" She smiled.
He kissed her again.