Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger had now entered their seventh and final year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Ginny Weasley was only in her sixth. Though she was a year younger, she mostly spent her time with her brother and his friends. Hermione was like a sister to her, Ron was her over-protective big brother, and Harry was...well, I guess she could settle for another big brother because that was all he ever acted like. Although she had gotten over her silly crush that she had had when she was younger, she still hadn't completely given up on Harry. She had developed quite a good, friendly relationship with him over the summer. It seemed as though he needed someone to be there for him other then Ron and Hermione. Ginny felt she understood him better since they had so much in common.
Ginny sighed and stared at her Potions homework. 'I'm never going to get this done if I keep daydreaming' she thought to herself. She sifted through her notes trying to find certain ones on the Properties of Anglewort Fungi. She heard laughter coming from outside the portrait, and in walked Harry and Ron. They were laughing so hard that both of their faces were bright red. Harry staggered over to the couch next to Ginny and sat down, still shaking with laughter. Ron collapsed onto the other chair.
"You should've seen it, Gin!" choked out Ron in between laughs. "Malfoy was walking down the corridor-"he started again but he burst out into more fits of laughter. Harry took over.
"So, Ron and I decided to..er—give him a bit of a surprise," Harry said with a smirk. "Have you ever heard of the Retexo Sexus charm?" Ginny shook her head. "Well, it's a charm that turns the victim into....let's just say someone of the opposite sex." Ginny burst out laughing.
"No, you didn't!!" she shrieked. Harry and Ron exchanged smiles. Ginny laughed uncontrollably. When she couldn't laugh anymore she asked them to take her to him. They walked out the portrait hole together still laughing. ("Pipe down!" said the portraits on the wall).
"You should have seen his face, oh man. Priceless, truly priceless. The last time we saw him he was in Library picking on some first years. That was of course before he noticed he had been sprouting – "Harry stopped, and put his hand over his mouth.
"Sprouting what?" Harry giggled. He couldn't get the word out. He pointed to her chest. She looked down . . . soon her face matched her hair in color.
"HARRY!" She said folding her arms over her chest. Ron made a look of disgust. Harry shrugged.
"Just trying to make a point. Anyway, let's see where Miss Malfoy is." Harry took out the Marauder's Map and examined it. A little dot labeled 'Draco Malfoy' was outside on the Quidditch Pitch all alone. Obviously he was too humiliated to talk to anyone. Harry, Ron and Ginny continued down the corridors and headed outside to the Quidditch Field. In the stands was a tiny green dot with blond hair. They walked up the stands. Malfoy still hadn't looked up he, rather she was staring at the floor. Ginny got a good glimpse of him er- her. Malfoy's silver blond hair now reached his shoulders. His masculine body was much thinner and he possessed a rather large chest. His pants had turn into a skirt revealing his dainty legs. His feet were now much smaller and now encased in a pair of girl's shoes. Ginny giggled at the sight of him. He looked up at her. He narrowed his eyes.
"Weasley! What the bloody hell are you doing here?" his voice sounded much higher than usual.
"Oh just wanted to talk to you Dracina" she added with a smile.
"Oh ha ha Weasley, I look better as a girl than you do!" He stood up and put his hands on his hips in a very feminine way. He stood there a moment, and then realized and put his hands down going slightly red. Ginny's eye's widened.
"Oh? Is that so?" She glared at him. "You bet, I always thought the Weasleys' had seven boys." He said with a sneer. Her face turned into a frown. She took a step towards him and then punched him in the face. Draco screamed a high falsetto scream and fell backwards. Ginny was still frowning. Ron and Harry looked at her in amazement.
"Ginny –"Harry started
"That was bloody brilliant!" Ron finished patting the youngest Weasley on the back. Ginny smiled in spite of herself. She had to admit it was a good punch. Draco struggled to his feet and wiped himself off.
"I won't forget this Weasley," He said with a furious look in his eyes, which now had much fuller eyelashes. She laughed at him.
"Neither will I," she retorted, and the Gryffindors trooped back to the Common Room, leaving the very feminine Mr. Malfoy in a hissy fit.
Ginny returned to the Common Room alone, and to her Potions homework. She decided to use the library since her notes weren't very detailed and she hadn't paid too much attention in class that day. Books and notes in hand, she walked the very long walk to the library. Once there, she researched for a good hour. On her way out of the library, she bumped into Hermione.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she said when she knocked the books from Hermione's hands. Hermione dismissed her apology with a wave of her hand, and collected the books from the floor. "I just finished a potion's essay. What are you here for?"
Hermione looked at her planner, which was piled on top of six other heavy books. "Arithmancy, Astronomy, Potions, Muggle Studies, and Defense Against the Dark Arts. Not to mention some of the new courses I'm taking." Ginny winced. Hermione took every course offered, even if some of the classes' times conflicted with each other. How she managed to keep up with her schoolwork, S.P.E.W. (she was still attempting it, no matter what Ron said), and her social life, Ginny had no idea. "I better get to it then if I want to at least one day free to myself over the weekend." With that, Hermione whisked herself into the library humming.
Ginny was about to head back to the Common Room when something gold caught her eye. On the floor was a golden necklace with a semi circle that had an hourglass in it. Hermione must've dropped this, realized Ginny. She glanced back into the library, but didn't see her. Oh well, she thought. I'll just give it to Hermione later. She pocketed the necklace and headed back to the Common Room.
After she had put her essay away, she went and sat on the chair. She spotted a blanket nearby and wrapped it around herself. For a September day, it sure was cold she thought, shivering. Almost as though the fire heard her, it got bigger, adding more heat to the room. Ginny was just about to close her eyes when Harry walked into the room. Seeing Ginny, he grinned and sat down opposite her.
"So what have you been up to?" she asked, yawning.
"Making sure Draco's getting hell from people," he said, being honest. When Ginny smiled, he smiled back. "Uh, Ginny, if you're going to be around later, I wanted to know if maybe you wanted to .. er—well, I mean you don't have to come or anything, but I was thinking of flying around a bit outside since it's a clear day, and well, I wanted to know if you wanted to come with me, but I understand it you don't want-"Harry babbled on. Ginny cut him off.
"Harry James Potter, are you asking me on a date?" she asked, giggling in spite of herself.
"Oh, no! No date, no, I mean we don't have to go," he began turning rather pink, but Ginny interrupted again.
"I would love to go." She smiled at him and he looked away blushing, unable to meet her eyes. What's this, thought Ginny. He doesn't like me, so why is he acting like this? She pondered a moment. Maybe he does . . . no of course not. Me, Ginerva Weasley. Ron 's baby sister? Not likely.
"So," she said. "When would you like to go?" she said still beaming at him.
"Well – "he stuttered. "Now is good, I guess cause it's like . . . good and stuff like that . . ." he trailed off feeling rather stupid as he spoke. Now is good, I guess cause it's like . . . good and stuff! What kinda of answer is that! He scolded himself for being stupid in front of Ginny. It had only been recently he really noticed the woman she had become. Her wild red hair, and milky white skin became very attractive to him. He sometimes wonder how she had been there all along and he had never noticed the fair Ginny Weasley.
Ginny smiled. "Okay, but I don't have a broom. Is that a problem?" she said in a manor that made her sound slightly disappointed.
"Oh," Harry said, finally looking over to her. "Well I figured that uh – we could use my firebolt cause it's fast and all –"
"You mean like taking turns?" She asked.
"Er – I kinda meant at the same time." Ginny's chocolate brown eyes widened. "At the same time?" she repeated, surprised.
"I mean we can take turns if you want, I don't really mind."
"No, no really I don't mind at all. I was just making sure I heard right you know, sometimes I had a very wild imagination," She said. Harry chuckled a bit at this. All thought he felt really nervous. Not only had he kinda just asked Ginny for a date, but she was going to ride with him. You would think after defeating Voldemort several times he'd be ready for this sort of thing. Ah, boys will be boys. Totally clueless.
"So shall we go," he said in an eager tone, rising from his chair. "Oh yes," she said as she followed the same suit. "Just let me get my firebolt," he said as he disappeared up the Boys Staircase. He returned shortly with his broom swung over his shoulder. Ginny made a small noise of amazement. It was the most beautiful broom she ever saw.
"May I – hold it?" she questioned starring and the shiny handle. "Oh sure," Harry said as he handed her the broom. She gazed in awe and the magnificent broom. So far it was still the best, all thought rumors of an even faster broom called the 'Firejet 900' were circulating.
"You can carry it outside if you want," he said to her. "Can I?" she said almost dazed. Never had she been this close to a broom of this standard. "Sure." He said
They walked out the portrait hole and then down the many hallways of Hogwarts. In a few minutes the two of them reached the Quidditch Field. Ginny was still admiring the broom.
"So?" Harry said. "Wanna go for a ride?" Ginny's eager eyes starred back at his green ones. Those green eyes she would see again shortly.
"Yes, let's go." She said handing him the broom. He mounted it and then gave her a signal to get on behind him. "Now I think you're gonna have to put your arms um . . . around my waist so you stay on." Ginny obeyed and smiled. "So where to?" she said. He winked at her "To the stars" (Yes this is from Titanic, I took it, yes I did). He kicked off the ground and the two of them soared into the air. The wind blew through Ginny's red hair making it look like a radiant fire from viewers below. She felt like she was in heaven with her arms around Harry Potter, flying on the fastest broom in the world not caring about anything else. It was a dream come true.
They skimmed the lake and Ginny let one hand drop into the cool water as she watched their reflections. She couldn't help noticing the smile Harry had on his face, which made her smile too. Harry steered his broom high above the trees and around the castle. Suddenly, he took a plunging dive which made the maiden in the back scream. He chuckled. He pulled up just before they hit the ground. He got off and helped Ginny off. She looked very white in the face as though she had seen something truly frightening.
"Have fun?" he said, a little breathless. She smiled. "Don't you scare me like that Harry Potter!" I thought we were going to die! She was breathing heavy. "Would I do that?" he said with an innocent look on his face. "Heh, not if you don't want to kill you, you wouldn't" she said laughing.
"Yes, Ron is a little over-protective isn't he?" Harry said swinging the Firebolt over his shoulder. "Over-protective! Hah, that's the under statement of the year. Try overly, excessively, disgustingly over-bearing and over-protective."
"I stand corrected" he said putting his hands up as though he was being arrested. She giggled a little bit. Then there was silence. They were both just staring at each other. Ginny finally sighed. "I guess we better head back, it's almost 7:30" she said turning.
"Er-wait!" he said suddenly, reaching for her trailing arm. "What?" she said. "Um . . . I was wondering if – uh . . . you would do me a favor."
"What kind of a favor?" she said sounding interested. "Er- close your eyes." Ginny looked a bit skeptical. "Why?" she asked. "Cause er- there's a spider on you!"
"WHAT!" Ginny squealed. She shut her eyes tight so she wouldn't have to see it. "Where is it, Where?!" she said jumping all around.
"Just stay still a minute I'll get it off you." She stopped jumping around and stood still. Her eyes still shut painfully. Harry leaned in very slowly. Ginny suddenly felt something warm graced her lips. It was DEFNITELY not a Spider. It was . . . it was a kiss. Ginny opened her eyes to make sure it wasn't something else. No . . . it was definitely Harry, all though he looked a little odd since he was so close, she had to cross her eyes to see him correctly. After her initial shocked, she gently pressed back and they shared a very sweet kiss. Ginny could feel him smiling as they kissed. (sniff so magical, hand me a tissue please blows nose loudly okay I'm all right). She slowly pulled away after what seemed like an eternity. She had feeling she was grinning really stupidly.
"Wow," he said blushing slightly.
"That was . . . really sweet Harry. You don't know how long I've wanted you to do that." His eyes looked hopeful.
"Really?"
"I've only fancied you since I was ten," she said, going slightly red. "So do you like me." He smiled and pecked her on the lips again. "What do you think?"
"I'd say that's a yes."
"I'd say you catch on quickly Miss Weasley."
"Thank you Mr. Potter for a wonderful evening, and my first kiss." Harry stepped back a minute.
"Your first? Really?"
"Yeah, is that bad?"
"No, no at all."
She smiled. "Let's get back now." And so they walked back, hand and hand.
Ginny asked Harry if he would come with her to the library to find Hermione. Ginny let go of Harry's hand nodding slightly in the direction of the library. Harry understood. Ginny did not want to make their little outing public news—yet.
"Only when you're ready," he whispered to her as they walked in. Ginny nodded gratefully, hugged Harry, and entered the room. She sensed tension as soon as she walked in. Hermione sat on the couch opposite Ron, who looked deep in thought. Ginny saw Hermione keep looking at Ron, scowling, and then pretending to look at her work. Harry exchanged a worried glance with Ginny. Something was up.
"Hi guys...what's up?" asked Ginny meekly.
"Oh, nothing," Hermione snapped. Ron came out of his daze and gave her a dirty look. She simply glared back.
"It doesn't look like nothing," commented Harry, taking a seat next to Ron. Ginny sat with Hermione. "Well?" he asked again.
"Luna.." began Ron hoarsely. "Luna kissed me." He touched his lips as though replaying the moment in his head. Harry's eyes immediately widened and met the floor. Ginny was almost afraid to look at Hermione. She almost felt the heat radiate off of her friend. Silence rang out. Suddenly Luna Lovegood walked out of one of the aisles. The pretty sixth year had donned a blue dress, which brought out her clear, bright blue eyes. She smiled at everyone.
"Hello, Harry, Ginny, Hermione, Ronald,." After saying his name she giggled. "I expect to be seeing at dinner Ronniekins." Ron winced at the name. She flounced out of the library, exaggerating every step. When the door had shut, Hermione sprung out of her chair, as though it had set fire. Crookshanks fell off her lap, hissing at her sudden movements.
"I'm going down to dinner," she announced rather angrily. Everybody began to get to their feet. "You don't have to come," she added scornfully. She stalked off, making sure she was heard as she left the room.
As soon as she left Ron burst out, "I don't know what her problem is. Everybody else congratulates me, but when I tell her she acts like I suggested she should date Snape! And she's supposed to be my best friend!" Harry and Ginny exchanged hidden smiles. Ron was so completely clueless sometimes...well, actually, all of the time. Ginny decided that she would have a talk with Hermione later.
"Er—Ron, why don't you and me have a little talk? You know, man to man," suggested Harry. He slung his arm over his friend's shoulder and led him out of the library, winking at Ginny in the process. She didn't bother following...men talk was dangerous, as far as she was concerned.
She decided to go back to the Common Room and finish up her homework so she wouldn't fall behind. She walked up the steps thinking about her evening with Harry, hoping it wouldn't distract her too much. She got in and it was mostly empty. Everyone was at dinner. She sat down where she had left her book last. She noticed Hermione's necklace on top of her pile of books. Poor Hermione, she had liked Ron for a long time now, and Luna – well it was all so shocking. He knew Ron really liked Hermione, and he would come to his senses eventually. She removed Hermione's necklace from the stack of books and opened up her book for Astronomy and began working on her Star Chart.
However something kept making her dream off and think of her magical evening soaring with Harry and her very first kiss. She touched her lips, recalling the moment the way Ron had. It seemed like nothing could ruin her good mood, even the fact that her dumb butt brother broke her friend's heart. She realized she couldn't concentrate and decided to try later, maybe after talking to Hermione about her little 'ordeal' with Ron. She stacked her books up and picked up Hermione's odd necklace. Ginny studied it carefully. Hermione was not the type to wear jewelry. It was pretty through. Ginny put it around her neck and studied how it looked in the mirror. She smiled to herself. She removed the necklace and started to walk down to dinner. She was hungry and all though she didn't want to part Hermione's necklace she had to return it sometime. She began to walk but then tripped over her Potions book which was still lying on the floor. She felt the necklace fly from her hands as she fell down to the floor. She watched it spin in the air as it flew across the room, almost in slow motion. It kept spinning and spinning until it hit the wall on the side of the room and it broke and fell to the ground. Ginny felt a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. Hermione would be furious with her for breaking her necklace. Ginny slowly got up and walked across the room to examine the damage. Maybe if it wasn't so bad she could repair it. The hour glass on the end of the chain has split into two part. Ginny winced as she went to pick it up. When she touched it she felt a very odd feeling that spread from her fingertips to the rest of her body. It was an icy feeling that made her panic. As she picked up the necklace the two pieces of it began to spin controllably and soon she found herself spinning uncontrollably. Ginny shut her eyes as she felt like she was lifted downwards very fast. Her heart leapt into her throat as she spun faster and faster. She dared not open her eyes. Suddenly she stopped and fell to the ground flat on her face. She moaned.
What happened? She thought looking around. She put her hand on her head. it was aching like mad. She was still in Common Room, but all her books were gone. It looked somewhat different, though she was not sure why. She heard footsteps coming towards her. Someone grabbed her arm and lifted her to her full height. It was Harry, and another boy who looked somewhat familiar, but she wasn't exactly sure who.
"Oh hello," she said dusting herself off.
"Evans?" Harry questioned her. Ginny looked at him. Who was Evans? Did Harry liked someone else? Was he loosing his mind?
"Who's Evans?" She asked. Harry looked at the other boy.
"Er- we thought you were," he said. Ginny didn't know what he was pulling.
"No," she said in a sarcastic way. "My name is Ginny, remember?" Then she noticed something.
"Harry, where's your scar?" he looked at her funny.
"Who's Harry?
Ginny sighed and stared at her Potions homework. 'I'm never going to get this done if I keep daydreaming' she thought to herself. She sifted through her notes trying to find certain ones on the Properties of Anglewort Fungi. She heard laughter coming from outside the portrait, and in walked Harry and Ron. They were laughing so hard that both of their faces were bright red. Harry staggered over to the couch next to Ginny and sat down, still shaking with laughter. Ron collapsed onto the other chair.
"You should've seen it, Gin!" choked out Ron in between laughs. "Malfoy was walking down the corridor-"he started again but he burst out into more fits of laughter. Harry took over.
"So, Ron and I decided to..er—give him a bit of a surprise," Harry said with a smirk. "Have you ever heard of the Retexo Sexus charm?" Ginny shook her head. "Well, it's a charm that turns the victim into....let's just say someone of the opposite sex." Ginny burst out laughing.
"No, you didn't!!" she shrieked. Harry and Ron exchanged smiles. Ginny laughed uncontrollably. When she couldn't laugh anymore she asked them to take her to him. They walked out the portrait hole together still laughing. ("Pipe down!" said the portraits on the wall).
"You should have seen his face, oh man. Priceless, truly priceless. The last time we saw him he was in Library picking on some first years. That was of course before he noticed he had been sprouting – "Harry stopped, and put his hand over his mouth.
"Sprouting what?" Harry giggled. He couldn't get the word out. He pointed to her chest. She looked down . . . soon her face matched her hair in color.
"HARRY!" She said folding her arms over her chest. Ron made a look of disgust. Harry shrugged.
"Just trying to make a point. Anyway, let's see where Miss Malfoy is." Harry took out the Marauder's Map and examined it. A little dot labeled 'Draco Malfoy' was outside on the Quidditch Pitch all alone. Obviously he was too humiliated to talk to anyone. Harry, Ron and Ginny continued down the corridors and headed outside to the Quidditch Field. In the stands was a tiny green dot with blond hair. They walked up the stands. Malfoy still hadn't looked up he, rather she was staring at the floor. Ginny got a good glimpse of him er- her. Malfoy's silver blond hair now reached his shoulders. His masculine body was much thinner and he possessed a rather large chest. His pants had turn into a skirt revealing his dainty legs. His feet were now much smaller and now encased in a pair of girl's shoes. Ginny giggled at the sight of him. He looked up at her. He narrowed his eyes.
"Weasley! What the bloody hell are you doing here?" his voice sounded much higher than usual.
"Oh just wanted to talk to you Dracina" she added with a smile.
"Oh ha ha Weasley, I look better as a girl than you do!" He stood up and put his hands on his hips in a very feminine way. He stood there a moment, and then realized and put his hands down going slightly red. Ginny's eye's widened.
"Oh? Is that so?" She glared at him. "You bet, I always thought the Weasleys' had seven boys." He said with a sneer. Her face turned into a frown. She took a step towards him and then punched him in the face. Draco screamed a high falsetto scream and fell backwards. Ginny was still frowning. Ron and Harry looked at her in amazement.
"Ginny –"Harry started
"That was bloody brilliant!" Ron finished patting the youngest Weasley on the back. Ginny smiled in spite of herself. She had to admit it was a good punch. Draco struggled to his feet and wiped himself off.
"I won't forget this Weasley," He said with a furious look in his eyes, which now had much fuller eyelashes. She laughed at him.
"Neither will I," she retorted, and the Gryffindors trooped back to the Common Room, leaving the very feminine Mr. Malfoy in a hissy fit.
Ginny returned to the Common Room alone, and to her Potions homework. She decided to use the library since her notes weren't very detailed and she hadn't paid too much attention in class that day. Books and notes in hand, she walked the very long walk to the library. Once there, she researched for a good hour. On her way out of the library, she bumped into Hermione.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she said when she knocked the books from Hermione's hands. Hermione dismissed her apology with a wave of her hand, and collected the books from the floor. "I just finished a potion's essay. What are you here for?"
Hermione looked at her planner, which was piled on top of six other heavy books. "Arithmancy, Astronomy, Potions, Muggle Studies, and Defense Against the Dark Arts. Not to mention some of the new courses I'm taking." Ginny winced. Hermione took every course offered, even if some of the classes' times conflicted with each other. How she managed to keep up with her schoolwork, S.P.E.W. (she was still attempting it, no matter what Ron said), and her social life, Ginny had no idea. "I better get to it then if I want to at least one day free to myself over the weekend." With that, Hermione whisked herself into the library humming.
Ginny was about to head back to the Common Room when something gold caught her eye. On the floor was a golden necklace with a semi circle that had an hourglass in it. Hermione must've dropped this, realized Ginny. She glanced back into the library, but didn't see her. Oh well, she thought. I'll just give it to Hermione later. She pocketed the necklace and headed back to the Common Room.
After she had put her essay away, she went and sat on the chair. She spotted a blanket nearby and wrapped it around herself. For a September day, it sure was cold she thought, shivering. Almost as though the fire heard her, it got bigger, adding more heat to the room. Ginny was just about to close her eyes when Harry walked into the room. Seeing Ginny, he grinned and sat down opposite her.
"So what have you been up to?" she asked, yawning.
"Making sure Draco's getting hell from people," he said, being honest. When Ginny smiled, he smiled back. "Uh, Ginny, if you're going to be around later, I wanted to know if maybe you wanted to .. er—well, I mean you don't have to come or anything, but I was thinking of flying around a bit outside since it's a clear day, and well, I wanted to know if you wanted to come with me, but I understand it you don't want-"Harry babbled on. Ginny cut him off.
"Harry James Potter, are you asking me on a date?" she asked, giggling in spite of herself.
"Oh, no! No date, no, I mean we don't have to go," he began turning rather pink, but Ginny interrupted again.
"I would love to go." She smiled at him and he looked away blushing, unable to meet her eyes. What's this, thought Ginny. He doesn't like me, so why is he acting like this? She pondered a moment. Maybe he does . . . no of course not. Me, Ginerva Weasley. Ron 's baby sister? Not likely.
"So," she said. "When would you like to go?" she said still beaming at him.
"Well – "he stuttered. "Now is good, I guess cause it's like . . . good and stuff like that . . ." he trailed off feeling rather stupid as he spoke. Now is good, I guess cause it's like . . . good and stuff! What kinda of answer is that! He scolded himself for being stupid in front of Ginny. It had only been recently he really noticed the woman she had become. Her wild red hair, and milky white skin became very attractive to him. He sometimes wonder how she had been there all along and he had never noticed the fair Ginny Weasley.
Ginny smiled. "Okay, but I don't have a broom. Is that a problem?" she said in a manor that made her sound slightly disappointed.
"Oh," Harry said, finally looking over to her. "Well I figured that uh – we could use my firebolt cause it's fast and all –"
"You mean like taking turns?" She asked.
"Er – I kinda meant at the same time." Ginny's chocolate brown eyes widened. "At the same time?" she repeated, surprised.
"I mean we can take turns if you want, I don't really mind."
"No, no really I don't mind at all. I was just making sure I heard right you know, sometimes I had a very wild imagination," She said. Harry chuckled a bit at this. All thought he felt really nervous. Not only had he kinda just asked Ginny for a date, but she was going to ride with him. You would think after defeating Voldemort several times he'd be ready for this sort of thing. Ah, boys will be boys. Totally clueless.
"So shall we go," he said in an eager tone, rising from his chair. "Oh yes," she said as she followed the same suit. "Just let me get my firebolt," he said as he disappeared up the Boys Staircase. He returned shortly with his broom swung over his shoulder. Ginny made a small noise of amazement. It was the most beautiful broom she ever saw.
"May I – hold it?" she questioned starring and the shiny handle. "Oh sure," Harry said as he handed her the broom. She gazed in awe and the magnificent broom. So far it was still the best, all thought rumors of an even faster broom called the 'Firejet 900' were circulating.
"You can carry it outside if you want," he said to her. "Can I?" she said almost dazed. Never had she been this close to a broom of this standard. "Sure." He said
They walked out the portrait hole and then down the many hallways of Hogwarts. In a few minutes the two of them reached the Quidditch Field. Ginny was still admiring the broom.
"So?" Harry said. "Wanna go for a ride?" Ginny's eager eyes starred back at his green ones. Those green eyes she would see again shortly.
"Yes, let's go." She said handing him the broom. He mounted it and then gave her a signal to get on behind him. "Now I think you're gonna have to put your arms um . . . around my waist so you stay on." Ginny obeyed and smiled. "So where to?" she said. He winked at her "To the stars" (Yes this is from Titanic, I took it, yes I did). He kicked off the ground and the two of them soared into the air. The wind blew through Ginny's red hair making it look like a radiant fire from viewers below. She felt like she was in heaven with her arms around Harry Potter, flying on the fastest broom in the world not caring about anything else. It was a dream come true.
They skimmed the lake and Ginny let one hand drop into the cool water as she watched their reflections. She couldn't help noticing the smile Harry had on his face, which made her smile too. Harry steered his broom high above the trees and around the castle. Suddenly, he took a plunging dive which made the maiden in the back scream. He chuckled. He pulled up just before they hit the ground. He got off and helped Ginny off. She looked very white in the face as though she had seen something truly frightening.
"Have fun?" he said, a little breathless. She smiled. "Don't you scare me like that Harry Potter!" I thought we were going to die! She was breathing heavy. "Would I do that?" he said with an innocent look on his face. "Heh, not if you don't want to kill you, you wouldn't" she said laughing.
"Yes, Ron is a little over-protective isn't he?" Harry said swinging the Firebolt over his shoulder. "Over-protective! Hah, that's the under statement of the year. Try overly, excessively, disgustingly over-bearing and over-protective."
"I stand corrected" he said putting his hands up as though he was being arrested. She giggled a little bit. Then there was silence. They were both just staring at each other. Ginny finally sighed. "I guess we better head back, it's almost 7:30" she said turning.
"Er-wait!" he said suddenly, reaching for her trailing arm. "What?" she said. "Um . . . I was wondering if – uh . . . you would do me a favor."
"What kind of a favor?" she said sounding interested. "Er- close your eyes." Ginny looked a bit skeptical. "Why?" she asked. "Cause er- there's a spider on you!"
"WHAT!" Ginny squealed. She shut her eyes tight so she wouldn't have to see it. "Where is it, Where?!" she said jumping all around.
"Just stay still a minute I'll get it off you." She stopped jumping around and stood still. Her eyes still shut painfully. Harry leaned in very slowly. Ginny suddenly felt something warm graced her lips. It was DEFNITELY not a Spider. It was . . . it was a kiss. Ginny opened her eyes to make sure it wasn't something else. No . . . it was definitely Harry, all though he looked a little odd since he was so close, she had to cross her eyes to see him correctly. After her initial shocked, she gently pressed back and they shared a very sweet kiss. Ginny could feel him smiling as they kissed. (sniff so magical, hand me a tissue please blows nose loudly okay I'm all right). She slowly pulled away after what seemed like an eternity. She had feeling she was grinning really stupidly.
"Wow," he said blushing slightly.
"That was . . . really sweet Harry. You don't know how long I've wanted you to do that." His eyes looked hopeful.
"Really?"
"I've only fancied you since I was ten," she said, going slightly red. "So do you like me." He smiled and pecked her on the lips again. "What do you think?"
"I'd say that's a yes."
"I'd say you catch on quickly Miss Weasley."
"Thank you Mr. Potter for a wonderful evening, and my first kiss." Harry stepped back a minute.
"Your first? Really?"
"Yeah, is that bad?"
"No, no at all."
She smiled. "Let's get back now." And so they walked back, hand and hand.
Ginny asked Harry if he would come with her to the library to find Hermione. Ginny let go of Harry's hand nodding slightly in the direction of the library. Harry understood. Ginny did not want to make their little outing public news—yet.
"Only when you're ready," he whispered to her as they walked in. Ginny nodded gratefully, hugged Harry, and entered the room. She sensed tension as soon as she walked in. Hermione sat on the couch opposite Ron, who looked deep in thought. Ginny saw Hermione keep looking at Ron, scowling, and then pretending to look at her work. Harry exchanged a worried glance with Ginny. Something was up.
"Hi guys...what's up?" asked Ginny meekly.
"Oh, nothing," Hermione snapped. Ron came out of his daze and gave her a dirty look. She simply glared back.
"It doesn't look like nothing," commented Harry, taking a seat next to Ron. Ginny sat with Hermione. "Well?" he asked again.
"Luna.." began Ron hoarsely. "Luna kissed me." He touched his lips as though replaying the moment in his head. Harry's eyes immediately widened and met the floor. Ginny was almost afraid to look at Hermione. She almost felt the heat radiate off of her friend. Silence rang out. Suddenly Luna Lovegood walked out of one of the aisles. The pretty sixth year had donned a blue dress, which brought out her clear, bright blue eyes. She smiled at everyone.
"Hello, Harry, Ginny, Hermione, Ronald,." After saying his name she giggled. "I expect to be seeing at dinner Ronniekins." Ron winced at the name. She flounced out of the library, exaggerating every step. When the door had shut, Hermione sprung out of her chair, as though it had set fire. Crookshanks fell off her lap, hissing at her sudden movements.
"I'm going down to dinner," she announced rather angrily. Everybody began to get to their feet. "You don't have to come," she added scornfully. She stalked off, making sure she was heard as she left the room.
As soon as she left Ron burst out, "I don't know what her problem is. Everybody else congratulates me, but when I tell her she acts like I suggested she should date Snape! And she's supposed to be my best friend!" Harry and Ginny exchanged hidden smiles. Ron was so completely clueless sometimes...well, actually, all of the time. Ginny decided that she would have a talk with Hermione later.
"Er—Ron, why don't you and me have a little talk? You know, man to man," suggested Harry. He slung his arm over his friend's shoulder and led him out of the library, winking at Ginny in the process. She didn't bother following...men talk was dangerous, as far as she was concerned.
She decided to go back to the Common Room and finish up her homework so she wouldn't fall behind. She walked up the steps thinking about her evening with Harry, hoping it wouldn't distract her too much. She got in and it was mostly empty. Everyone was at dinner. She sat down where she had left her book last. She noticed Hermione's necklace on top of her pile of books. Poor Hermione, she had liked Ron for a long time now, and Luna – well it was all so shocking. He knew Ron really liked Hermione, and he would come to his senses eventually. She removed Hermione's necklace from the stack of books and opened up her book for Astronomy and began working on her Star Chart.
However something kept making her dream off and think of her magical evening soaring with Harry and her very first kiss. She touched her lips, recalling the moment the way Ron had. It seemed like nothing could ruin her good mood, even the fact that her dumb butt brother broke her friend's heart. She realized she couldn't concentrate and decided to try later, maybe after talking to Hermione about her little 'ordeal' with Ron. She stacked her books up and picked up Hermione's odd necklace. Ginny studied it carefully. Hermione was not the type to wear jewelry. It was pretty through. Ginny put it around her neck and studied how it looked in the mirror. She smiled to herself. She removed the necklace and started to walk down to dinner. She was hungry and all though she didn't want to part Hermione's necklace she had to return it sometime. She began to walk but then tripped over her Potions book which was still lying on the floor. She felt the necklace fly from her hands as she fell down to the floor. She watched it spin in the air as it flew across the room, almost in slow motion. It kept spinning and spinning until it hit the wall on the side of the room and it broke and fell to the ground. Ginny felt a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. Hermione would be furious with her for breaking her necklace. Ginny slowly got up and walked across the room to examine the damage. Maybe if it wasn't so bad she could repair it. The hour glass on the end of the chain has split into two part. Ginny winced as she went to pick it up. When she touched it she felt a very odd feeling that spread from her fingertips to the rest of her body. It was an icy feeling that made her panic. As she picked up the necklace the two pieces of it began to spin controllably and soon she found herself spinning uncontrollably. Ginny shut her eyes as she felt like she was lifted downwards very fast. Her heart leapt into her throat as she spun faster and faster. She dared not open her eyes. Suddenly she stopped and fell to the ground flat on her face. She moaned.
What happened? She thought looking around. She put her hand on her head. it was aching like mad. She was still in Common Room, but all her books were gone. It looked somewhat different, though she was not sure why. She heard footsteps coming towards her. Someone grabbed her arm and lifted her to her full height. It was Harry, and another boy who looked somewhat familiar, but she wasn't exactly sure who.
"Oh hello," she said dusting herself off.
"Evans?" Harry questioned her. Ginny looked at him. Who was Evans? Did Harry liked someone else? Was he loosing his mind?
"Who's Evans?" She asked. Harry looked at the other boy.
"Er- we thought you were," he said. Ginny didn't know what he was pulling.
"No," she said in a sarcastic way. "My name is Ginny, remember?" Then she noticed something.
"Harry, where's your scar?" he looked at her funny.
"Who's Harry?