A Surprise

It was late Thursday night and yet again Harry and Ginny were the only ones in the common room. Tomorrow was the dance. Harry still didn't have a date. Neither did Hermione, but she had said she preferred to go alone. He and Ginny were talking.

"How've you been Harry? I know it's been tough since June, but you seem better."

"I'm okay….I guess. I still miss him….a lot…almost more than my parents…I suppose that's cause I never really knew mum and dad."

"Yeah…I know…I didn't know him that well, but he seemed like a great guy."

"Yeah," Harry's voice cracked, "….he was." Slowly, silently, Harry began to cry.

Ginny's heart went out to Harry…Well, more than usual. She wrapped her arms around him and held him. "It's okay Harry."

"It's not fair….Every one I care about he kills… Why? Why am I the 'boy who lived?' Couldn't it have been someone else?"

"You know Harry, I don't think so. I think you're the only one here who could've made it this far."

Harry stopped crying and looked up. He took Ginny's hands. He gazed into her gorgeous green eyes…they were the color of the sea, not ugly, frog green like his. "God Gin, you're beautiful…"

And her kissed her. Ginny slowly wrapped her arms around his neck and started kissing him back. It was long, passionate, and altogether wonderful. When they finally stopped, Ginny said, "Oh Harry, you don't know how long I've waited for you to do that."

"Wanna go to the dance with me?"

"Of course!" They kissed again and headed to their separate dormitories.