Chapter 1. Caught
I OWN NOTHING!!!!!!!
Darkness had settled over the country. Everything was still. Everything but one house.
Small feet quickly skimmed over the rickety steps from room to room, with expert silence. Frustrated the girl reaches a timid hand out and eases the last door open. Peering inside, brown eyes took in the new layout. Her eyes lingered on the new bed and the lump buried under the blankets.
Shaking her head slightly she focused her mind on the mission at hand. Creeping to the foot of one bed she kneeled before the trunk and opened it. Shifting through letters and Quidditch magazines, she bit her tongue in disgust. "What," she cried out in anger, "Damn it Ron. Where are all of your bloody socks? Not one damn pair." Hissing, she got up and retreated to the door. Turning to look once more at the new bed she stopped. Should she? 'Would he mind?' she thought. Shrugging her shoulders she said, "Oh well, that doesn't ruddy well matter."
Crossing the room again she stopped at the new bed and opened it's trunk. Instantly her eyes lit up, "Score." She whispered excitedly. Grabbing several sets, she closed the trunk and stood up.
"Ginny?!?"
She froze silently cursing herself and turning toward the voice.
"Leave her alone! Not Ginny! Stop it! No!" the voice mumbled.
'Oh no. He's dreaming." She thought sadly.
Sitting on the edge of the bed she caught one of his hands causing him to thrash about more. "It's okay Harry," she cooed in his ear, "Everything's fine. I'm right here. They're gone, everyone's okay." Running her hands through her hair, she comforted the best she could. At the sound of her voice, he quieted slightly.
Smiling, she brushed his hair back from his forehead and leaned in and gave him a small butterfly kiss over the now livid red scar.
His movements stopped completely, but his eyes began to flutter. Ginny bolted up grabbing her haul and headed for the door.
CREEAAAAAK!!!!!!!!!
She cringed, 'Damn that floorboard!!' she thought while waiting for the explosion from Ron's side of the room.
Nothing came.
Turning, slowly, brown eyes met curious green eyes and she froze.
"Ginny?" he asked, "What the hell are you doing up here? It's two in the morning."
Grinning guiltily at being caught "Sorry," she replied, raising her hand, "Raid. They catch me if I do it during the day."
Harry chuckled, "Well, it looks like you got your fix for the week." Ginny smirked
"Night Harry"
"Goodnight Gin," he replies, laying down. Stopping he looked at her again.
"Wait a minute!" Swearing under his breath he grabbed his wand and muttered a silencing charm around Ron's bed.
Seeing this, Ginny quickly backed to the door.
"Weasley!" his demeanor changed to mock serious; "Those are my socks. ALL of my socks."
Looking innocently at him she smirked, "Really? Huh! What do you know." Turning for the door she added "Potter" dryly and walked out the door.
Harry swore again and jumped from his bed. Scrambling into his robes he followed her casting silencing charms on every room as her went.
Stopping in front of her door he knocked hard. "Ginny open this door now. I'm not kidding. Now." No answer. "Fine," he called, "Have it your way then." Opening the door he looked around dazed. He had seen her come in here, but where is she?
The faint sound of laughter drifted to Harry's ears and he scowled. She was outside. Turning, he stumbled down the stairs and out the kitchen door mumbling, "It's way to bloody early for this."
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I OWN NOTHING!!!!!!!
Darkness had settled over the country. Everything was still. Everything but one house.
Small feet quickly skimmed over the rickety steps from room to room, with expert silence. Frustrated the girl reaches a timid hand out and eases the last door open. Peering inside, brown eyes took in the new layout. Her eyes lingered on the new bed and the lump buried under the blankets.
Shaking her head slightly she focused her mind on the mission at hand. Creeping to the foot of one bed she kneeled before the trunk and opened it. Shifting through letters and Quidditch magazines, she bit her tongue in disgust. "What," she cried out in anger, "Damn it Ron. Where are all of your bloody socks? Not one damn pair." Hissing, she got up and retreated to the door. Turning to look once more at the new bed she stopped. Should she? 'Would he mind?' she thought. Shrugging her shoulders she said, "Oh well, that doesn't ruddy well matter."
Crossing the room again she stopped at the new bed and opened it's trunk. Instantly her eyes lit up, "Score." She whispered excitedly. Grabbing several sets, she closed the trunk and stood up.
"Ginny?!?"
She froze silently cursing herself and turning toward the voice.
"Leave her alone! Not Ginny! Stop it! No!" the voice mumbled.
'Oh no. He's dreaming." She thought sadly.
Sitting on the edge of the bed she caught one of his hands causing him to thrash about more. "It's okay Harry," she cooed in his ear, "Everything's fine. I'm right here. They're gone, everyone's okay." Running her hands through her hair, she comforted the best she could. At the sound of her voice, he quieted slightly.
Smiling, she brushed his hair back from his forehead and leaned in and gave him a small butterfly kiss over the now livid red scar.
His movements stopped completely, but his eyes began to flutter. Ginny bolted up grabbing her haul and headed for the door.
CREEAAAAAK!!!!!!!!!
She cringed, 'Damn that floorboard!!' she thought while waiting for the explosion from Ron's side of the room.
Nothing came.
Turning, slowly, brown eyes met curious green eyes and she froze.
"Ginny?" he asked, "What the hell are you doing up here? It's two in the morning."
Grinning guiltily at being caught "Sorry," she replied, raising her hand, "Raid. They catch me if I do it during the day."
Harry chuckled, "Well, it looks like you got your fix for the week." Ginny smirked
"Night Harry"
"Goodnight Gin," he replies, laying down. Stopping he looked at her again.
"Wait a minute!" Swearing under his breath he grabbed his wand and muttered a silencing charm around Ron's bed.
Seeing this, Ginny quickly backed to the door.
"Weasley!" his demeanor changed to mock serious; "Those are my socks. ALL of my socks."
Looking innocently at him she smirked, "Really? Huh! What do you know." Turning for the door she added "Potter" dryly and walked out the door.
Harry swore again and jumped from his bed. Scrambling into his robes he followed her casting silencing charms on every room as her went.
Stopping in front of her door he knocked hard. "Ginny open this door now. I'm not kidding. Now." No answer. "Fine," he called, "Have it your way then." Opening the door he looked around dazed. He had seen her come in here, but where is she?
The faint sound of laughter drifted to Harry's ears and he scowled. She was outside. Turning, he stumbled down the stairs and out the kitchen door mumbling, "It's way to bloody early for this."
@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@Authors Notes: Review please!!!!! I want to know what people think!!!!