Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter...or Ginny.
Ginny pulled open the door to her building flat and held it open for Harry. Once Harry was in, she walked around him and up the stairs to her flat. She unlocked the door and left it open as she walked inside. Nanook immediately greeted her and Ginny bent down to scratch her ears. Nanook's tail shook wildly and she licked Ginny's cheek. Ginny laughed as she said "Yuck," and wiped away the traces of dog saliva on her cheek. Harry stood behind Ginny and watched her, it seemed that in her home she became incredibly relaxed. Perfect. Harry thought. After a moment Ginny turned around and noticed Harry. "Have a seat, I'll start the coffee." She said. Harry walked over to sit on the couch in the living room and Nanook followed to investigate the intruder.
As Harry got comfortable on the couch, Nanook walked in and sat off the edge of the couch on the floor and stared at him. Harry smiled gently and leaned over to place his hand near Nanook's nose. Nanook sniffed it hesitantly, and then moved so Harry could pet her. Harry laughed and obeyed the dog's silent commands. A few minutes later Ginny walked in with coffee and cheesecake. She sighed as she looked at the scene before her. "She already has you wrapped around her paw doesn't she?"
Harry's head shot up and he looked at Ginny before smiling genuinely, "Yeah, I guess she does."
Ginny placed the coffee down in front of him along with the cake and then walked with her cup to the other end of the couch. She plopped down and turned to him. "She does have that tendency."
"She's a beautiful dog." Harry said. And so are you.
Ginny laughed, "Don't say that aloud, she'll get a big head."
"Do dogs get that?" Harry asked.
"Sure they do. Just look at her, your spoiling her right now." She said. Harry's hand stopped caressing the dog's coat and Nanook's head shot up. Harry laughed softly and moved his hand back.
"I guess I'm just a sucker."
Ginny nodded her head, "Most definitely."
Harry turned his head to her, "I think I should be offended."
"Probably, but are you?"
"Not in the least."
"Darn." Ginny said as she snapped her fingers.
"You wanted to offend me?" Harry asked good-naturedly.
"Is it possible?"
"For you? I don't think so."
"And why is that?" She asked as she sipped from her mug."
"I don't really know."
"Wonderful answer." Ginny said sarcastically.
"The question was even better." Harry responded with the same amount of sarcasm.
"So how was Trixie after she saw the dead body?" Ginny asked.
"You mean Trista?"
"Right. Of course, Trista." Ginny amended.
Harry laughed, "A bit on the queasy side, but other than that fine I suppose."
"You suppose?"
Harry shrugged, "I'm not her keeper."
"You're still dating her."
Harry looked at her in a confused manner before responding, "No I'm not."
"Yeah you are."
"No. I promise you I'm not."
"You most definitely are." Ginny defended, continuing the childish conversation.
"Ginny, where did you hear I was dating Trista Wharton?"
Ginny shifted in her seat uncomfortably, "The Daily Prophet."
"Right. Ok. How many times have they ever written completely honest things about me?"
"Alright alright! I get your point." Ginny stated. Harry looked appeased by that. "So what were you doing when you heard the scream then?" Harry turned his attentions back to Nanook. "Harry...Harry...I know you heard me."
Harry sighed, "She kissed me." Ginny groaned. "What?"
"The whole 'she kissed me' thing, it almost sounds as if you didn't want it."
"I didn't!" Harry defended.
"Sure..."
"Ginny?"
"Yeah?"
"I don't want Trista Wharton, so would you drop it?"
"Hey you wanted to talk, so we're talking."
"Yeah I did want to talk, but not about this."
"Then what Mr. Potter?" Ginny inquired.
"You, your job, anything! Not something I don't care about." Harry said and immediately regretted.
Ginny swallowed the words with difficulty, Not something I don't care about...He still cares about me?! Her mind frantically asked. "More coffee?" She asked Harry as she stood up, thinking of an excuse to retreat. Harry nodded absently. She took his cup and walked into the kitchen. Harry waited a beat, then followed. As Ginny fixed his coffee Harry stood behind her, so when she turned around she ran smack in to Harry pouring hot brew all over him. Harry closed his eyes and clenched his jaw as Ginny rushed, "Oh Harry I'm so sorry, here let me help." She grabbed a wet cloth and worked on the stain. Harry looked down at Ginny as she rubbed at the stain and without thinking, his hand went for her wrist. Ginny stopped and looked up into his green eyes. Harry stared down at her and suddenly Ginny's cheeks felt heated. He dipped his head and lightly touched Ginny's lips with his own. He felt a spark as he touched her lips and pulled back after a blissful moment.
"I guess I should be going." He whispered huskily.
"Yeah." Ginny murmured.
"It's late."
"And you have practice tomorrow."
Harry did not even think to ask Ginny how she knew his practice schedule, he only stared down into the brown depths of her eyes and thought of how his hands were suddenly on Ginny's silky arms. He leaned down to kiss her once more when Nanook pushed her way in between the two of them. Harry cleared his throat. "Yes. Well...I'll be going then." He stated.
"I'll walk you to do the door." Ginny responded, and the two left the kitchen and walked to the foyer where Ginny opened the door for him.
"I guess I'll talk to you later." Harry said as held onto the outside of the door.
"Alright." Ginny simply said.
"Bye Ginny."
"Bye Harry." With that Harry shut the door and Ginny leaned up against it. Nanook walked up and sat in front of her. "I don't know whether you saved me or not." Nanook's only response was to wag her tail. "Come on girl, lets go to bed. Ginny washed her face and changed into her pajamas. She thought about Harry as she pulled back the covers and plopped into bed, she thought about Harry as she lulled herself to sleep, and she dreamed about Harry once she left conscious reality.
Meanwhile at his own flat, Harry continuously touched his lips. He had felt a spark for Ginny, and he was sure she had felt it too. With that knowledge, Harry went to sleep with a new hope. Perhaps Ginny was meant to be his.
A/N: Rather short I know, but ha that's what you get.