An Endless Dream

Chapter 4

Harry leaned down and kissed Ginny, their lips moving slow as they caressed each other. Harry could feel Ginny's smooth body through his rough clothes and his pulled back slowly so he could undress himself.

Ginny watched as Harry slipped his pants off gracefully and slowly, not wanting to rush the moment. He pulled his socks off next, focusing more on Ginny's body then his task as he fumbled once. He pulled off his t-shirt revealing a body that Ginny didn't know he had. His muscles were all outlined and thick, but his chest wasn't bare. He had a thin patch of black hair that started below his underwear and extended halfway up his stomach. Ginny's eyes traveled up his chest and she kept her eyes locked on his as he slipped the tight emerald green underwear down. Neither glanced down at the naked bodies but kept their eyes locked.

Harry descended slowly onto Ginny, the feel of her warm body sending tingles through him as if he was lying on top of an electrical wire. They kissed each other softly and slowly, as if in slow motion, the moments were dragging out, each of their bodies becoming in sync, Harry's heart slowed down to keep up with Ginny's and they took their breaths at the exact moments, their labored intake barely a whisper.

Harry pulled back and Ginny's hands traveled down to his hips as he fumbled around. He pushed himself into her slowly, her hands squeezing him tighter as he did so. He pushed in a little farther and felt Ginny's grip grow tighter and when he had pushed himself in he felt his skin tear as her fingers cut into his skin.

"Are you okay?" he asked her in an almost inaudible whisper.

Ginny looked deeper into his eyes, as if she could see his soul, the dull pain she felt dimming as his eyes told her how much he cared. She loosened her grip on his hips, a few drops of warm blood gently rolling over her fingers.

"Yeah, I," she said before Harry pulled her into a hug making the pain twinge slightly.

"I love you," he whispered into her ear.

"I love you, too," she whispered back.

Harry leaned back and kissed her again. Passion flowed through their lips though their kisses were still slow and gentle. He began to rock back and forth, their lips never breaking contact except for a quick breath.

Minutes later, Harry felt Ginny's fingers grow tighter and his hips, his cuts burning from the sweat that had slipped into them. He wondered if was because she too felt the tiny fireworks going off in her lower stomach.

Harry didn't pull his lips from Ginny's and looked into her eyes. He could see a fire dancing in them as a wide smile spread across her lips. He rolled both of their bodies to his side and pulled her into a tight embrace before falling asleep.

Ginny looked at Harry's sleeping face for a few minutes before slipping out of the bed and walking over to her clothes. She pulled from a small hidden pocket in her robes a small glass vial. Inside was a potion she had made minutes after her kiss with Harry. She had slipped into Fred and George's back room and made the potion, knowing that she wouldn't be able to hold back the next time she was in the apartment with Harry. She drank the icy red liquid, knowing she wasn't old enough to deal with the consequences of her actions, and a child wasn't something she needed just yet. She put the empty bottle back into her robes and slipped back into the bed. She crawled in between Harry's arms and she felt them tighten around her body before drifting off to sleep.

Ginny woke hours later to see Harry's lips moving. His eyes were closed and Ginny could tell he was dreaming. She watched his lips move, unsure why she was just watching him. He looked peaceful for the first few minutes, but then his eyebrows began to move and his eyes blink furiously. She jumped back when he sat up screaming, "No!"

His eyes snapped open and he could feel something warm under his hand. He looked around and was unsure where he was. His bed was bigger and warmer than at the Dursley's. Maybe he was at Hogwarts, but his bed had no canopy.

"Harry," Ginny said quietly. She was unsure what to do. She rubbed his chest softly until he lay back down. "What's wrong?" she asked trying to comfort him, she could feel his heart beating fast and his breathing was slightly labored.

"I-I had a d-dream," Harry said as if the dream were still scaring him. "Ron," he said oddly before adding, "found out."

Harry was terrified of his best friend finding out what he had just done. He had just slept with his baby sister, of the little sister Ron was very protective off, the sister Ron didn't like anyone to date, the little sister that Ron thought of as a little sister not a young woman.

Ginny, on the other hand, wasn't thinking of Ron or any of her other brothers, she wasn't thinking of anything negative. "Harry, I promise, it will be a secret."

Harry turned and smiled at her, "I know, I just feel," he paused searching for the right word, "torn." He turned on his side and faced her. He pushed a lock of hair behind her hair, "I love you, and I'm so happy that we're here." He kissed her nose softly, "And I want the world to know how I feel." There was a long pause, they were both silent as they looked into each other's eyes, "But Ron, and Fred, and George, and Bill, and Charlie, and your mum, and dad," he paused again, "if they found out about this, I wouldn't be Harry, I'd be that git."

Ginny caressed his face, knowing his emotions were all over the place since his godfather had passed away just weeks ago. "Harry, no one has to know about this, no one should know, it's our personal business," she paused as Harry smiled at her, his forehead creasing, making his hair fall away from his eyes, "but our feelings don't have to be."

They fell back to sleep starring into each other's eyes until at once they blinked slowly and their eyes closed completely.

Harry didn't have another dream about Ron finding the two sleeping naked together, he didn't dream about Fred and George killing him, or Percy sending him an owl, or Bill locking him in a vault a Gringotts, or Charlie feeding him to a dragon, but of Ginny sitting at a desk in the Hogwarts library with books around her. She looked at him and smiled before he walked over and kissed her softly on the cheek. He sat down across from her and helped her study.

Harry woke up before Ginny this time. Their arms were still around each other and as he took in a deep breath he could still smell the honeysuckle mixed with gingersnaps, though the smell of he sweet sweat made him smile mischievously.

The sun was just coming up as Harry pulled his underwear on and made sure Ginny was covered by the blankets before walking into the kitchen. He made tea, eggs, and toast and put them on a silver platter. He walked back into the bedroom, where Ginny still lay sleeping, and set the platter on a night stand before crawling back into the large bed. He ran his hand through her hair causing her to stir gently before her eyes flickered open.

"Hey," she said as she sat up, pulling the warm blankets up with her. Her body was completely covered as she reclined on the many plush pillows.

Harry kissed her softly on the lips, "I brought you breakfast," he said before lifting the tray into view.

Ginny pushed the blankets under her arms and drank the tea slowly. They both ate in silence, each unsure what to say. Harry set the empty tray aside and pulled Ginny into his arms. They sat, Ginny being warmed by Harry's body, not speaking but just being with each other.

Harry was happy, happier than when he had found an escape from the Dursley's on his eleventh birthday, happier then the moment he had found out Sirius was his godfather. He wanted to stay in that moment forever, though he knew he would have to go back to the Dursley's, back to being cut off from the wizarding world. He pushed that negative thought out of his mind and focused back on being with Ginny.

Ginny had forgotten that she was dating Dean Thomas. She had just cheated on him without thinking twice. She had admitted her love to Harry without a thought of Dean entering her mind. She knew it didn't matter, she knew she loved Harry, she knew he was the one for her, but when she realized how she had betrayed Dean, she would feel bad and angry with herself, but for now she was happy sitting with Harry.

They spend the next few hours spending time with each other. They were both rather quiet as they showered and cleaned their clothes and watched the people of Diagon Alley come and go. They had contemplated throwing a bucket of water and Fred and George who stood arguing outside their shop for a few minutes, but Harry knew they would run up to the apartment and find their little sister, and that wouldn't be good.

They had watched Neville go into a store and come out with another new plant, which looked like a miniature oak tree. They had watched Professor Grubby-Plank come out of the joke shop with a large bag of goodies before he offered one to his young son, who though still under the age of five, new better than to eat a treat from Weasley Wizarding Weezy's. They had shivered when they saw a man they knew to be a Death Eater, he had walked down the street, not caring if anyone saw him because no one had believed he was a Death Eater again. The two had stopped looking out the window after that.

"Are you sure? You do seem like you're in pain," Harry said as they both got ready to go home. He didn't want to leave Ginny's side, and he could tell she was in a little pain when they would sit down or walk around too much.

Ginny kissed him softly on the lips, "I have a potion downstairs, plus, I have to get to the shop."

"Fine," Harry said reluctantly. He didn't want to leave her side, he couldn't think of how horrible it would be when he returned to the Dursley's, even though he knew he had too. "But, remember, sent me a letter if anything happens, good or bad."

Ginny smiled at him, "I will, and I remember the code," she sighed, "if something bad happens, say Fred and George's new product is bad, if something good happens, say their new product is good."

"Right," Harry said before kissing her softly. He walked her down the steps and kissed her again before she walked onto the main street. He ran back up the stairs and grabbed his key. He whispered his destination into the key and was pulled into his room, where he fell onto the bed and fell asleep.

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