CHAPTER 16
I'LL BE YOUR DREAM
His head felt like it would explode at any second, sensations that he had not experienced for over four years came rushing back to him in a haze of soft lips and fiery red hair, he could hear cheering although whether it was in his head or real he still didn't know. He opened his eyes and saw the white ceiling of his bedroom, he rolled over in bed expecting to see her there but she wasn't, she had never been. He recalled everything about that night in perfect clarity from the moment the kiss had ended to the moment when he first woke up staring at the blank ceiling.
It had been perfect, everything about that night had been perfect, they second kiss had lasted for what felt like only seconds, when he felt himself being clapped on the back, loud voices jeering, wolf whistles form somewhere in the distance. He noticed a stern look from Mr Weasley, but it was softened by the small smile that played on his lips, then he looked over at her, and everything was forgotten; all he could feel was his heart thumping in his chest, thumping so hard he felt a though it would break through his ribs at any moment. Her cheeks were pink and flustered and her shiny hair was slightly tousled, her soft full lips smiled shyly at him. Every bad thing that had happened in his life paled into insignificance at that moment, she was standing there gorgeous, as ever, nothing mattered anymore.
"Well finally.'' Sirius had said strolling over to the pair, oblivious to the fact that he was interrupting something very special between the two of them, a silent agreement, an understanding that everything was going to be all right. "God you two took you're time didn't you. Glad I didn't put a bet on this one!" Harry nodded half-heartedly, he could still see her out of the corner of his eye, she was talking to Hermione. She turned and looked at him, their eyes met; and his heart had stopped beating. He turned away from Sirius and started walking purposely towards her; he had known what he was going to do this time…
"Watch it!" A voice shouted out from across the room as a large brown owl flew over the heads of every body in the room, only narrowly missing several people's heads. It flew directly at Ginny, and landed smoothly and the cabinet just beside her and held out its leg impatiently. She had rushed over and untied the letter, it was form the hospital, there had been a huge accident, and she was needed urgently. Harry remembered this clearly, she had apologised to everyone before she left, she came over to him and kissed him so softly, so sweetly that it felt as though she had brushed a feather over his lips, she sighed sadly and then she was gone.
True love never dies! True love never dies! True love never dies! True love never dies! True love never dies! True love never dies! True love never dies!
He got out of bed with a sigh, he was just waiting now, waiting for her to get back form the hospital, and she had been there over night and wouldn't be arriving home until later that afternoon. He was on pin's, what was he going to do until she got back, sit and wonder what it all meant, sit and wonder whether it would happen again, whether she wanted it to happen again. He couldn't do that. He walked over to his desk and pulled out a piece of parchment and a quill, he would write her a poem, one that would let her know that it had been him all along. A poem that would leave her in no doubt as to who the writer of the poems had been. He started writing straight away, he didn't need to think about the words, they were there in his head, they had been there for four years, every word, every line, every day.
True love never dies! True love never dies! True love never dies! True love never dies! True love never dies! True love never dies! True love never dies!
Ginny opened her eyes wearily and took in her bland surroundings, the white bare walls, the plastic chairs, and the smell of coffee. She was still in the hospital; she had fallen asleep in the staff room. When the hospital had summoned her from the party because of a huge accident, they weren't lying. Fourteen young boys had been rushed in, all with injuries of varying severity. Apparently they had been taking part in a spontaneous Quidditch match in a secluded field when things had got out of hand and a fight had started up, hexes had been thrown and everybody was in a mess. She looked at the clock on the wall, it was five thirty and she was exhausted. She pulled herself to her feet, taking a lot more energy than it should have done, and headed back out onto the wards to give everyone a final check over before she went home.
She walked around and saw that all boys were now accompanied by and adult, she gave them a quick check just to make sure the curses had been completely removed. Once she was satisfied that everybody was ok she headed back towards the staff room to grab her coat and bag before she went home.
"Oh hi Andrew.'' Ginny said as she stepped into the staff room and saw Andrew pulling on his coat. "Are you going now?''
"Yeah, I'm exhausted.'' He replied, yawning. "See.'' He said laughing.
Ginny smiled, "I know the feeling, I was called away from a party last night to come here.'' She said grinning. "Had to do a few sobering charms on the way."
"You wild child.'' Andrew said laughing. "All I was called away from was the television."
"Those silly boys.'' Ginny said, "They could've seriously hurt themselves. If I was their mother…."
"You wouldn't have been able to do anything about it." Andrew said smiling, "Boys will be boys.''
"Yeah I should know of all people." Ginny said raising an eyebrow. "Well I'm off now then, I'll see you tomorrow.''
"You will indeed." Andrew replied, smiling at her as she apparated.
He sighed once she had left the room, it was getting harder and harder to pretend. He couldn't hide it anymore; he was falling more and more for her everyday. She was all he thought about, all he wanted. Her beautiful hair, her mouth, her body, everything. He sighed resolutely, he was going to tell her, and he was going to tell her soon.
True love never dies! True love never dies! True love never dies! True love never dies! True love never dies! True love never dies! True love never dies!
Ron and Hermione stood impatiently outside Harry's front door, they had been knocking for almost five minutes now and still no answer.
"Maybe he really isn't in.'' Ron said as Hermione once again knocked loudly.
"He's there Ron, I know he is.'' Hermione replied tartly, "You don't think he's in there with Ginny do you?''
"Hermione! That is my sister you know, I'm happy for them and everything but I DO NOT want to think about THAT."
"Ok clam down.'' Hermione said laughing, she pressed her ear up against the door and listened intently. "He is in there, I can hear something.''
"Quite the little detective aren't we?'' Ron said smiling. "No, no don't stop, it's quite appealing.''
"Shut up will you.'' Hermione said laughing. "Don't you ever think about anything else?"
"No, only you my lovely.'' Ron said grinning; he loved the fact that they had now become so comfortable with each other that they could say things to each other with no embarrassment at all.
Hermione rolled her eyes, "HARRY" She shouted loudly, banging on the door, "we know you're in there. Open the…" The door swinging open interrupted her.
"All right Hermione there's no need to shout, and there's no need to bang the door quite so loudly a knock will suffice.'' Harry said winking at Ron.
"For you information Harry, I did knock the door, I knocked the door several times but you see no one answered, and we've been standing here for almost ten minutes now." Hermione said huffily, walking into the apartment as Harry stepped aside.
"Well I'm sorry, I have been busy.'' Harry replied.
"Yes I was going to ask, why do you have ink all over your face?''
"My quill broke.'' Harry said shrugging, closing the conversation. "So what brings you here then?''
"We just wanted to pop over for a chat.'' Hermione said sweetly, sitting down on the sofa.
"Hermione wanted to know about Ginny.'' Ron said grinning at the incredulous look on her face. He loved to wind her up. "Didn't you dearest?''
"As a matter of fact no, but since Ron is so eager to find out, tell me how is Ginny Harry?''
"I wouldn't know.'' Harry said trying to hide the disappointment in his voice. "She got called away last night and that's the last I've seen of her."
"I expect she's gone straight home to bed." Hermione said comfortingly. "What time is it now?''
"Three o'clock." Harry said glumly.
"Oh.'' Hermione. "Have you tried calling her?''
"Yeah I tried a couple of hours ago but there was no answer.''
"Look mate, I know what she's like, she probably gone straight home and crashed out, once she's sleeping nothing wakes her." Ron said with a smile. "You should know that. She's just like Hermione."
"Excuse me I'll have you know that I am a very light sleeper." Hermione said.
"Yeah about as light as a brick.''
"I am.''
"You're not, I remember one time at school, me and Harry went out one night to play moonlight Quidditch the boys, we played Quidditch had a few drinks and then I came back to our room, I fell over a chair and you didn't even wake up.''
"When was this?'' Hermione said shocked, "You never told me about that.''
"I just did.'' Ron said laughing at his girlfriend's shocked face.
True love never dies! True love never dies! True love never dies! True love never dies! True love never dies! True love never dies! True love never dies!
Ginny groaned as the tapping continued. "No, five more minutes please.'' She begged sleepily. "I'll get up straight away then mum." The tapping continued. "All right, all right I'm up, I'm up." She said sitting up. She blinked, disorientated, this wasn't her bedroom, she looked around and saw that she had fallen asleep on her sofa. She looked at the clock on the mantelpiece and saw that it was three o'clock, but the tapping continued. She shifted her gaze to the window and saw a beautiful snowy whit owl at the window. Hedwig. Her heart skipped a beat it was Harry.
She rushed across to the window and flung it open and hurriedly untied the scroll of parchment tied to her leg. Her heart skipped a beat when she opened the parchment up.
"I'll be your dream
I'll be your wish
I'll be your fantasy
I'll be your hope
I'll be your love
Be everything that you need
I'll love you more with every breath truly madly deeply do
I want to stand with you on a mountain
I want to bathe with you in the sea
I want to lay like this forever until the sky falls down on me.
Can you see it baby
You don't have to close your eyes
I'm standing right before you
All that you need will surely come.
I'll be your dream
I'll be your wish
I'll be your fantasy
Ginny, I don't know how to say everything that I want to say to you, what I feel for you can't be put into words, the way you make me feel every time I see can't be described, your everything to me and I'm nothing without you. I love you angel."
Harry, it couldn't be, but it had to be. Her mind was reeling, she looked at the owl before her, maybe it wasn't Hedwig, maybe it was just wishful thinking, but the poem, there was no explaining the poem. It had to be him it was their song. Her eyes swept across the parchment again drinking in the words. It must have been him all along; he must've been the one sending the poems all along.
There was a knock at the door and her heart leapt into her throat, what if it was him. Her hands started shaking, she didn't know what to do, answer the door the voice in her head told her. She wanted to but she couldn't seem to make her legs function. With great difficulty she walked the short distance to the door, catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror and hurriedly smoothing down her crazy hair, before pulling the door open to find him standing there. In the flesh, his dark hair flopping into his vivid green eyes, his pink lips waiting to be kissed, his toned body calling to her.
"Hi.'' He said shyly, his eyes darting to the parchment that she still held in her hand.
"Hi" Ginny breathed, suddenly very aware that she was still wearing her uniform from the night before. "Um do you wanna come in?''
"Sure.'' Harry said, wishing he had thought this through, he had no idea what to say to her, he didn't even know if she would appreciate the poems from him.
"Did you mean it?'' Ginny blurted out. She slapped her hands to her mouth in horror.
"Mean what?'' Harry said, laughing at the horrified look on her face.
"What you said in this.'' She whispered holding up the parchment in her hand.
"Every word of it Ginny.'' Harry said, he felt no embarrassment, he'd waited too long to be with her, he'd suffered long enough knowing that he had lost her, nothing was going to stop him now, especially embarrassment, he was past embarrassment with her. He needed her and he knew it, he would do whatever it takes to get her back. "I love you Ginny, I always have, after everything that has happened to me, every shitty thing that I've been through you have been the only thing that has kept me going, the thought that someday we may be together again.''
"Really?''
"Really! I was a fool to push you away Ginny, but I thought it was for the best, I realise now that I couldn't have made a worst choice Ginny, I needed you, and I still do. These years without you have been torturous, I don't want to spend any more time without you." Harry said crossing the distance between them in a few paces and clasping her hands lightly. "I love you now just as much as I did back at Hogwarts, more so now because I know how it feels to be without you and I know that I can't do that again Ginny, I don't want to. I just need to know that you feel the same.'' Harry said looking longingly into her eyes that had welled up with tears.
"I've always loved you, you daft bugger.'' She said reaching out for him and clinging to him tightly, tears rolling down her cheeks. "I never stopped, even when I tried to convince myself that I hated you I know that I'd never get over you, its always been you Harry, I just wish things had been easier for us."
"So you aren't disappointed that it was me who wrote the poems for you?'' Harry questioned eagerly, it was his greatest fear that she would be disappointed.
"Not at all, I secretly always wished that they were from you.'' Ginny said smiling at him, looking deep into his green eyes, brushing his fringe away from his glasses lightly, tracing her fingertips lightly over his cheek. It was just like it had been in Hogwarts, the feel of being close to her, the smell of her hair, the feel of her fingertips brushing over his skin. It was heaven.
"So do you think you'd be willing to give it another try with me?'' Harry said quietly, kissing her forehead lightly.
"Definitely.'' Ginny said smiling contently, feeling completely at ease in his arms, as though she'd never been away. She looked up into his eyes and saw a fierce burning there and certain seriousness. They're eyes locked and Ginny knew that this time it was forever. Nothing could tear them apart. He leant forward and kissed her with a passion that she had never known before, a passion that made her head spin as his lips caressed her own. She felt his tongue slide against her own and her legs went weak. She had missed him so much; it had been such a long time since someone kissed her like they meant it.
(A.N How's that for you guys? Hope you like it! I told you I'd get them back together.Keep reading there's still more to come. Please leave a review xxxxx)