Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
A/n: Enjoying it so far? This may go beyond the range of PG 13. You are warned.
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The sky was red from the setting sun and the clouds were dark in hue from the escaping light. The crickets conversed in the quiet twilight and the gnomes were trying to sneak back into the Weasley's garden.
Amidst all the tranquility there was tension.
And it came from a VERY nervous Harry Potter.
Pacing the garden, Harry kept breathing in large quantities in fear that he might faint. He felt his heart beat in an irregular rhythm while it kept up with his nervousness. He kept glancing to the window of his love, gathering courage to ask her to a walk.
He could hear her giggle as she and the other ladies converse. About what he didn't know.... And he didn't care.
Despite the assurance of an angel of mercy, Harry was having a nervous episode. But he struggled to keep it in control.
He kept asking himself to why he had agreed to this plot. Even his best friend found it amusing but didn't want to indulge himself to details.
Despite the simplicity of the arrangement, Harry was doubtful. Nothing was ever too simple to him. It had always gotten complicated whenever it took a chance.
He need to do this, he assured himself that quite a while ago. But reason was clashing with instinct.
His reason urged him on.
His instinct was to get the hell out of there.
One was as tempting as the other.
But the answer was obvious. He needed to do this. He's doing it for her.... For them.
Ignoring the obvious, Harry started to enter the house and went right to Ron's room.
But karma interfered as he passed Ginny's room. He loved her so much and he wanted nothing more to make her happy. If he missed this chance he may not have another.
Plainly because Ian's going to kill him.
Then he decided. Ian was scarier than the Weasley boys.
With a sigh, he knocked at Ginny's door.
"Who is it?" came a reply. Harry was too nervous to recognize who answered.
"Gin?" Harry called nervously. "Can I talk to you for a moment?" there was a hurried sound of approaching feet and the door opened. Ginny smiled as she poked her head out.
"What is it, Harry?" she asked sweetly. This made Harry nervous again. Just ask her his mind screamed.
"Would you mind if we take a stroll?" he asked as gently as he could, despite his raging nervousness. Ginny had a confused and amused look. They had been in stroll together before but somehow Harry was nervous about something. She smiled evilly as she winked.
"I'll grab my cloak," she closed the door and a few moments she was outside with Harry.
Harry looked at the evening sky as the final light from the sun ebbed into the horizon. Slowly, he looked at Ginny's face. She was smiling, enjoying the final minutes of the day. The orange light highlighted her soft face. He could just stay there admiring her. But ha had a mission, or so in the terms of the lion.
But it could wait another few minutes.
"Harry?" Ginny smiled at him. "What's wrong?"
Or not. His heart began to race again. He winced inwardly at the thought of having a heart attack with all these rapid spikes in his heart. He must do it now. When he's still alive.
"Care to walk towards the apple groves?" he asked in a surprisingly calm voice. Surprising him of course. He held out his hand and smiled, waiting for her to take it. Even mystified, Ginny smiled and took his hand.
"I would be pleased to do so," she said in mock formality. They laughed as he led her in a slow walk towards the grove.
"So, Harry? Is there anything wrong?" she asked as they were halfway there.
"What made you say that?" he said nervously.
"The mere fact that you were about to dig a trench with all your pacing is a pretty good sign," Ginny smiled. Harry melted on her smile. She always did. It's a wonder that he was still in one piece if every time she smiled he would be week at the knees.
"I... had something in my mind?" Harry said as the entered the grove.
"Like what?" she asked but when they entered, she was breathless.
Candles were floating in the air, lighting a path that was covered in red and white rose petals. Some of the petals were dancing in the wind as if enticing them to join.
Ginny gripped Harry's hand not knowing what to say. It was... enchanting.
Even Harry was surprised but he didn't show it. Confidently, he led his love into the grove, following the petals as they filled the air with its glorious scent.
Ginny's heart and mind were racing. She didn't trust her self to speak for she already lacked any coherent thought.
Harry decided to break the silence.
"You don't look so good," he joked making Ginny come back to reality. Or rather, half to reality. It was like a dream to her. A VERY good dream.
"How... when....." Ginny was beginning to get back her lost voice. She looked at Harry lovingly even if there was a hint of confusion.
"As soon as we arrived from Diagon Alley," Harry said. "I was nervous that you would not like it."
"What's there not to like?" she asked but her heart stopped once they walked into a clearing; the end of the path.
In the middle was a picnic blanket covered with pieces of roses. Around the clearing were ice sculptures of angels guarding their domain. Gentle breeze lifted the rose petals to a dance and the sweet melody of the wind touched their souls. Candles illuminated the clearing as they floated in the air.
Ginny heard a sweet tune playing from a harp that made the romantic ambience complete. She smiled as she looked at Harry who smiled at back at her.
Harry was fighting the urge to be awed in the sight. He never thought that Ian would have done this in a matter of hours. He must have been planning this for a long time for everything looked perfect. Harry looked at the picnic blanket and saw two plates covered under a silver dome.
Harry took advantage of Ginny's surprise and sneaked behind her. He then wrapped his arm around her and kissed her cheek lovingly and snuggled on the nape of her neck.
" Surprised?" he asked teasingly. He, on the other hand, was. He was controlling his reactions well. He would never thought of something like this. Indeed, Ian had out done himself.
"It's beautiful," Ginny said as she turned her head to face him. Harry smiled and slowly touched her lips with his. And like fire, it had generated a reaction that fueled their burning desire that was held by time and missed opportunities.
The kiss deepened as their souls joined. She could feel the heat of his body as her hands gently explored his chest. As they slowly parted, only then did they breathe.
"Wow," Harry sighed as he rested his forehead against hers. "That was..... well..."
"Yeah," Ginny smiled as she once again leaned forward, reengaging their blissful kiss. This time, they can fully enjoy each other. Ginny's lips were like something sweeter than strawberry to him. And like a hungry man, he couldn't get enough of it.
His hands slowly crawled from her belly upwards making her gasp. His hands trailed from her belly to her bosom and then rested on her face, cupping his hands on her cheeks. He then trailed his hand on the smooth surface of her back. Ginny's hand rested on the nape of his neck and one caressed his back.
Their mouths opened as their tongues entangled, as they fully explored each other with every limbs possible. Ginny lifted her leg and wrapped it against his as they were trying to drown each other in passionate ecstasy.
Each moan that each made fueled their passion even more. Once again, the need of oxygen made them separate. And they did, ever so slowly and ever so reluctantly.
"We should stop," Harry said as he tried to catch his breath. There was a look of disappointment in Ginny's features as he had suggested that.
"Why?" she asked.
"I do not trust myself to stop," he sighed as he caressed her face.
"Then don't," Ginny playfully said but Harry noticed a hint of nervousness in her voice. Harry smiled slowly as he took her hands into his and kissed them.
"Maybe when we are both ready," Harry's eyes entranced her as he looked deeply into her soul. "I wanted to it to be special and free from pressure."
"Who's pressuring?" Ginny laughed as she smiled back. No one can't help but notice the relief and disappointment in her voice. But she knew she wasn't ready, even though her desire was great.
"Let's take it slow," Harry smiled as he led her to the picnic blanket. "We have every time in the world."
"Yes," Ginny smiled back. Suddenly, a soft of vortex of rose petals surrounded them and some of the petals caressed them and some landed gently on their persons.
"Shall we?" Harry asked and they sat on the blanket. As they opened the covers their meals suddenly appeared as magically as those in Hogwats.
They ate their meals smiling at each other and chatting lovingly. Enjoying each other's company in the serene ambience of the clearing.
Ginny smiled as she remembered an event two years ago.
**// Flashback///**
"My time has passed, Harry Potter. You are the guardian of the summoner. I leave everything in your charge." Leon smiled and removed his necklace. He gave the ring one last look and handed it to Harry.
"Hold this for me," he smiled and looked outside. Frowning at the request, Harry wore his necklace and looked at the ring. Sighing, Harry smiled at Ginny.
Ginny took Shiva's ring from her pocket and looked at Leon. Sighing, she wore the necklace in honor of her friend, so that Shiva was with them in this final battle.
/She'll always be with you/ Phoenix said and that gave her great comfort.
Ron stood by Hermione's side and held her hand. Smiling softly at him, Hermione kissed him and Ron returned it with much passion in his heart.
Ginny and Harry looked at them and smiled. Looking at each other Harry kissed her on the cheek and smiled lovingly at her.
Harry suddenly noticed Leon as he rubbed his ring finger. Feeling like a git, Harry silently cursed himself and took out the box Leon gave him.
Harry knelt before Ginny, who was confused and nervous. Ron noticed this and shook Hermione. She smiled as she saw it too.
"Virginia Weasley," Harry's voice faltered. He was having a hard time holding his courage. But looking at Leon, the professor mouthed the words that brought back his courage and even more.
"No Regrets," Leon mouthed. Breathing deeply to remove his nervousness, Harry continued.
Harry opened the velvet box and the most beautiful engagement ring that Ginny had ever seen, glittered like a star.
"I had regretted that I hadn't seen you as who you are before," Harry said. He had to say this before he backed out. But it was too late for that. "I had regretted that we could be something more when we had all the time in the world. I also regretted a lot of thing in the past but I do not regret what I am about t do."
"Harry... I..." Ginny was speechless, she was also in a verge of crying but she waited. She had waited for years, what's one more minute.
"Virginia Weasley, will you become my wife?" there he had asked. If she said no, he would be crushed but he didn't have regrets. But either answer, he thought he was prepared but wasn't.
"Yes, Harry James Potter. I would gladly share my life, soul and heart to the person who already earned all of it through the years," Ginny was already crying when she said those words. Harry gave a sigh of relief and placed the ring on her finger.
**// end of flashback//**
Ginny suddenly laughed as she remembered how Harry had proposed to her. Harry smiled at her confusingly as he inquired what was funny.
"I was just remembering how you proposed," Ginny smiled. "It wasn't the most romantic times but it was the happiest day of my life. Harry smirked and sighed.
"I'm sorry about that," he said.
"I would have said yes even if you proposed even in the dregs of the world," Ginny leaned forward and gave him a soft kiss.
"You deserved more," Harry smiled sadly and looked at her ring. He smiled as an idea struck into his head. "Ginny... can I borrow your ring?" Ginny looked at him curiously and removed her engagement ring and gave it to Harry.
"Could you stand for me?" blinking in confusion, Ginny stood. Harry smiled and knelt in front of her.
"Harry? What are you doing?" she asked nervously. She saw Harry tried to control his nervousness as he took her left hand.
"Ginny, I love you," he said in a nervous voice. "You know that and I never thought you'd return my love." It was harder for Harry to talk for his voice felt constrained with his nervousness.
"Harry... I..." Ginny was speechless on the events that has took her by surprise.
"Let me finish before I lose it," he sighed and swallowed. "I don't know what you saw in me and I don't know if you deserve me. You deserve better than I can give...." Ginny placed a finger gently at his lips to stop him.
"I don't deserve anything but you," Ginny knelt in front of him. "You are everything to me. My life, my heart and my soul. I can't imagine my life without you, Harry Potter."
"And I can't live without you," Harry said as he kissed her. "I would be yours if you would take me."
"I cannot take what is already mine," she smiled mischievously.
"Then," he placed the ring on her ring finger. "Virginia Weasley, will you marry me?"
"I said it before and I will say it again," she smiled as she kissed him. "I would gladly share my life, soul and heart to the person who already earned all of it through the years. And that is you, Harry Potter." They both smiled and finalized their covenant with a kiss.
"We should better get back," Harry said as he stood. He offered his hand and helped her up.
"We should," she sighed as she rested her head on his shoulder, walking back to the burrow, hand in hand. Following the path of roses that led them there.
Following their destiny of their hearts.
*** ***
"That was quick," Ian said as he smirked. He sat on the top of the Burrow enjoying the feel of the wind.
"What was quick?" Cho asked as she looked at him through a nearby window. He smiled as he inched his way back in.
"You'll talk about it later," he smiled as he entered the room. "Virginia's going to tell you about it anyway." Ian had a look of confidence as he exited the room.
Confused, Cho followed him out.
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End of 12.
A/n: I had a hard time writing this. I kept on blushing the entire time! Anyway, I would like your opinion on this cause I don't exactly know how to write these kind of stuff. Thanks for the reviews and I hope you keep on reviewing.
Next: More of Ian. Harry and Ron had something in mind for him, as his brother did for them.
A/n: Enjoying it so far? This may go beyond the range of PG 13. You are warned.
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The sky was red from the setting sun and the clouds were dark in hue from the escaping light. The crickets conversed in the quiet twilight and the gnomes were trying to sneak back into the Weasley's garden.
Amidst all the tranquility there was tension.
And it came from a VERY nervous Harry Potter.
Pacing the garden, Harry kept breathing in large quantities in fear that he might faint. He felt his heart beat in an irregular rhythm while it kept up with his nervousness. He kept glancing to the window of his love, gathering courage to ask her to a walk.
He could hear her giggle as she and the other ladies converse. About what he didn't know.... And he didn't care.
Despite the assurance of an angel of mercy, Harry was having a nervous episode. But he struggled to keep it in control.
He kept asking himself to why he had agreed to this plot. Even his best friend found it amusing but didn't want to indulge himself to details.
Despite the simplicity of the arrangement, Harry was doubtful. Nothing was ever too simple to him. It had always gotten complicated whenever it took a chance.
He need to do this, he assured himself that quite a while ago. But reason was clashing with instinct.
His reason urged him on.
His instinct was to get the hell out of there.
One was as tempting as the other.
But the answer was obvious. He needed to do this. He's doing it for her.... For them.
Ignoring the obvious, Harry started to enter the house and went right to Ron's room.
But karma interfered as he passed Ginny's room. He loved her so much and he wanted nothing more to make her happy. If he missed this chance he may not have another.
Plainly because Ian's going to kill him.
Then he decided. Ian was scarier than the Weasley boys.
With a sigh, he knocked at Ginny's door.
"Who is it?" came a reply. Harry was too nervous to recognize who answered.
"Gin?" Harry called nervously. "Can I talk to you for a moment?" there was a hurried sound of approaching feet and the door opened. Ginny smiled as she poked her head out.
"What is it, Harry?" she asked sweetly. This made Harry nervous again. Just ask her his mind screamed.
"Would you mind if we take a stroll?" he asked as gently as he could, despite his raging nervousness. Ginny had a confused and amused look. They had been in stroll together before but somehow Harry was nervous about something. She smiled evilly as she winked.
"I'll grab my cloak," she closed the door and a few moments she was outside with Harry.
Harry looked at the evening sky as the final light from the sun ebbed into the horizon. Slowly, he looked at Ginny's face. She was smiling, enjoying the final minutes of the day. The orange light highlighted her soft face. He could just stay there admiring her. But ha had a mission, or so in the terms of the lion.
But it could wait another few minutes.
"Harry?" Ginny smiled at him. "What's wrong?"
Or not. His heart began to race again. He winced inwardly at the thought of having a heart attack with all these rapid spikes in his heart. He must do it now. When he's still alive.
"Care to walk towards the apple groves?" he asked in a surprisingly calm voice. Surprising him of course. He held out his hand and smiled, waiting for her to take it. Even mystified, Ginny smiled and took his hand.
"I would be pleased to do so," she said in mock formality. They laughed as he led her in a slow walk towards the grove.
"So, Harry? Is there anything wrong?" she asked as they were halfway there.
"What made you say that?" he said nervously.
"The mere fact that you were about to dig a trench with all your pacing is a pretty good sign," Ginny smiled. Harry melted on her smile. She always did. It's a wonder that he was still in one piece if every time she smiled he would be week at the knees.
"I... had something in my mind?" Harry said as the entered the grove.
"Like what?" she asked but when they entered, she was breathless.
Candles were floating in the air, lighting a path that was covered in red and white rose petals. Some of the petals were dancing in the wind as if enticing them to join.
Ginny gripped Harry's hand not knowing what to say. It was... enchanting.
Even Harry was surprised but he didn't show it. Confidently, he led his love into the grove, following the petals as they filled the air with its glorious scent.
Ginny's heart and mind were racing. She didn't trust her self to speak for she already lacked any coherent thought.
Harry decided to break the silence.
"You don't look so good," he joked making Ginny come back to reality. Or rather, half to reality. It was like a dream to her. A VERY good dream.
"How... when....." Ginny was beginning to get back her lost voice. She looked at Harry lovingly even if there was a hint of confusion.
"As soon as we arrived from Diagon Alley," Harry said. "I was nervous that you would not like it."
"What's there not to like?" she asked but her heart stopped once they walked into a clearing; the end of the path.
In the middle was a picnic blanket covered with pieces of roses. Around the clearing were ice sculptures of angels guarding their domain. Gentle breeze lifted the rose petals to a dance and the sweet melody of the wind touched their souls. Candles illuminated the clearing as they floated in the air.
Ginny heard a sweet tune playing from a harp that made the romantic ambience complete. She smiled as she looked at Harry who smiled at back at her.
Harry was fighting the urge to be awed in the sight. He never thought that Ian would have done this in a matter of hours. He must have been planning this for a long time for everything looked perfect. Harry looked at the picnic blanket and saw two plates covered under a silver dome.
Harry took advantage of Ginny's surprise and sneaked behind her. He then wrapped his arm around her and kissed her cheek lovingly and snuggled on the nape of her neck.
" Surprised?" he asked teasingly. He, on the other hand, was. He was controlling his reactions well. He would never thought of something like this. Indeed, Ian had out done himself.
"It's beautiful," Ginny said as she turned her head to face him. Harry smiled and slowly touched her lips with his. And like fire, it had generated a reaction that fueled their burning desire that was held by time and missed opportunities.
The kiss deepened as their souls joined. She could feel the heat of his body as her hands gently explored his chest. As they slowly parted, only then did they breathe.
"Wow," Harry sighed as he rested his forehead against hers. "That was..... well..."
"Yeah," Ginny smiled as she once again leaned forward, reengaging their blissful kiss. This time, they can fully enjoy each other. Ginny's lips were like something sweeter than strawberry to him. And like a hungry man, he couldn't get enough of it.
His hands slowly crawled from her belly upwards making her gasp. His hands trailed from her belly to her bosom and then rested on her face, cupping his hands on her cheeks. He then trailed his hand on the smooth surface of her back. Ginny's hand rested on the nape of his neck and one caressed his back.
Their mouths opened as their tongues entangled, as they fully explored each other with every limbs possible. Ginny lifted her leg and wrapped it against his as they were trying to drown each other in passionate ecstasy.
Each moan that each made fueled their passion even more. Once again, the need of oxygen made them separate. And they did, ever so slowly and ever so reluctantly.
"We should stop," Harry said as he tried to catch his breath. There was a look of disappointment in Ginny's features as he had suggested that.
"Why?" she asked.
"I do not trust myself to stop," he sighed as he caressed her face.
"Then don't," Ginny playfully said but Harry noticed a hint of nervousness in her voice. Harry smiled slowly as he took her hands into his and kissed them.
"Maybe when we are both ready," Harry's eyes entranced her as he looked deeply into her soul. "I wanted to it to be special and free from pressure."
"Who's pressuring?" Ginny laughed as she smiled back. No one can't help but notice the relief and disappointment in her voice. But she knew she wasn't ready, even though her desire was great.
"Let's take it slow," Harry smiled as he led her to the picnic blanket. "We have every time in the world."
"Yes," Ginny smiled back. Suddenly, a soft of vortex of rose petals surrounded them and some of the petals caressed them and some landed gently on their persons.
"Shall we?" Harry asked and they sat on the blanket. As they opened the covers their meals suddenly appeared as magically as those in Hogwats.
They ate their meals smiling at each other and chatting lovingly. Enjoying each other's company in the serene ambience of the clearing.
Ginny smiled as she remembered an event two years ago.
**// Flashback///**
"My time has passed, Harry Potter. You are the guardian of the summoner. I leave everything in your charge." Leon smiled and removed his necklace. He gave the ring one last look and handed it to Harry.
"Hold this for me," he smiled and looked outside. Frowning at the request, Harry wore his necklace and looked at the ring. Sighing, Harry smiled at Ginny.
Ginny took Shiva's ring from her pocket and looked at Leon. Sighing, she wore the necklace in honor of her friend, so that Shiva was with them in this final battle.
/She'll always be with you/ Phoenix said and that gave her great comfort.
Ron stood by Hermione's side and held her hand. Smiling softly at him, Hermione kissed him and Ron returned it with much passion in his heart.
Ginny and Harry looked at them and smiled. Looking at each other Harry kissed her on the cheek and smiled lovingly at her.
Harry suddenly noticed Leon as he rubbed his ring finger. Feeling like a git, Harry silently cursed himself and took out the box Leon gave him.
Harry knelt before Ginny, who was confused and nervous. Ron noticed this and shook Hermione. She smiled as she saw it too.
"Virginia Weasley," Harry's voice faltered. He was having a hard time holding his courage. But looking at Leon, the professor mouthed the words that brought back his courage and even more.
"No Regrets," Leon mouthed. Breathing deeply to remove his nervousness, Harry continued.
Harry opened the velvet box and the most beautiful engagement ring that Ginny had ever seen, glittered like a star.
"I had regretted that I hadn't seen you as who you are before," Harry said. He had to say this before he backed out. But it was too late for that. "I had regretted that we could be something more when we had all the time in the world. I also regretted a lot of thing in the past but I do not regret what I am about t do."
"Harry... I..." Ginny was speechless, she was also in a verge of crying but she waited. She had waited for years, what's one more minute.
"Virginia Weasley, will you become my wife?" there he had asked. If she said no, he would be crushed but he didn't have regrets. But either answer, he thought he was prepared but wasn't.
"Yes, Harry James Potter. I would gladly share my life, soul and heart to the person who already earned all of it through the years," Ginny was already crying when she said those words. Harry gave a sigh of relief and placed the ring on her finger.
**// end of flashback//**
Ginny suddenly laughed as she remembered how Harry had proposed to her. Harry smiled at her confusingly as he inquired what was funny.
"I was just remembering how you proposed," Ginny smiled. "It wasn't the most romantic times but it was the happiest day of my life. Harry smirked and sighed.
"I'm sorry about that," he said.
"I would have said yes even if you proposed even in the dregs of the world," Ginny leaned forward and gave him a soft kiss.
"You deserved more," Harry smiled sadly and looked at her ring. He smiled as an idea struck into his head. "Ginny... can I borrow your ring?" Ginny looked at him curiously and removed her engagement ring and gave it to Harry.
"Could you stand for me?" blinking in confusion, Ginny stood. Harry smiled and knelt in front of her.
"Harry? What are you doing?" she asked nervously. She saw Harry tried to control his nervousness as he took her left hand.
"Ginny, I love you," he said in a nervous voice. "You know that and I never thought you'd return my love." It was harder for Harry to talk for his voice felt constrained with his nervousness.
"Harry... I..." Ginny was speechless on the events that has took her by surprise.
"Let me finish before I lose it," he sighed and swallowed. "I don't know what you saw in me and I don't know if you deserve me. You deserve better than I can give...." Ginny placed a finger gently at his lips to stop him.
"I don't deserve anything but you," Ginny knelt in front of him. "You are everything to me. My life, my heart and my soul. I can't imagine my life without you, Harry Potter."
"And I can't live without you," Harry said as he kissed her. "I would be yours if you would take me."
"I cannot take what is already mine," she smiled mischievously.
"Then," he placed the ring on her ring finger. "Virginia Weasley, will you marry me?"
"I said it before and I will say it again," she smiled as she kissed him. "I would gladly share my life, soul and heart to the person who already earned all of it through the years. And that is you, Harry Potter." They both smiled and finalized their covenant with a kiss.
"We should better get back," Harry said as he stood. He offered his hand and helped her up.
"We should," she sighed as she rested her head on his shoulder, walking back to the burrow, hand in hand. Following the path of roses that led them there.
Following their destiny of their hearts.
*** ***
"That was quick," Ian said as he smirked. He sat on the top of the Burrow enjoying the feel of the wind.
"What was quick?" Cho asked as she looked at him through a nearby window. He smiled as he inched his way back in.
"You'll talk about it later," he smiled as he entered the room. "Virginia's going to tell you about it anyway." Ian had a look of confidence as he exited the room.
Confused, Cho followed him out.
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End of 12.
A/n: I had a hard time writing this. I kept on blushing the entire time! Anyway, I would like your opinion on this cause I don't exactly know how to write these kind of stuff. Thanks for the reviews and I hope you keep on reviewing.
Next: More of Ian. Harry and Ron had something in mind for him, as his brother did for them.