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Rain or Shine? Rain!

Ginny stood in front of her mirror for what might have been the 30th time trying to decide her outfit for tonight. She pointed her wand at herself as her reflection said

"Oh no! That will not do Ginny! This is Harry Potter you're going out with" and her clothes magically turned into something else from her closet.

"Now, now, that's better!" She took that as a good sign and opted for the denim blazer with a light pink top under and a black parachute skirt ensemble.

She plopped down at the end of her bed making sure to not be in the mirrors view for her reflection started to do a little dance around the reflected room around her. She sat there reflecting on the events that had happened earlier that day. Not that she'd need help remembering, she still couldn't believe it herself. She laughed to herself as her mind trailed on to the events following Harry's departure. Devon made a beeline to her office and quickly shut the door. She was more than hysterical at what had just happened to her best friend and couldn't believe that Harry Potter was about 20 feet from her office. And before Ginny could stop herself, she and Devon were in her office sitting like little girls talking about, what else, boys. She told her everything and before the end, Devon said that she was extremely jealous of her friend and even confessed that if not for the reason that they were friends, she would have cursed her already. They laughed at that and Devon expressed her happiness for her friend in the end. Ginny had to try with all her might to not scream at the prospect of tonight after Devon had left.

Her clock pointed at 'Almost Time' and Ginny felt her stomach jump at the thought of the evening ahead. She took a deep breath and stood up only to sit down again. Her legs felt like marshmallows.

"HOOOT" Willow voiced by the window.

"I know I know." Ginny answered back at the owls' inquisitive look.

This time Ginny stood up without any problems and walked to the mirror for the last time. Her reflection gave out a small squeak and jumped around.

"Oh Geez" Ginny said at her mirrored self, and thought about her own feelings. This was just dinner with Harry she thought to herself, no big deal.

Willow gave a small hoot as if reading Ginny's mind. She looked at the owl and gave a small frown which quickly turned into a smile as the owl tilted her head sideways giving Ginny an innocent look.

"Yeah huh, you're not as innocent as you look you know." Ginny said with a smile as the owl perched herself up on top of the mirror.

Ginny was nervous, she had to admit it. Although this was Harry, and they were good friends, Ginny still couldn't forget about what she thought back at The Burrow. She admitted that she still had feelings for Harry and that enough was ok, but Harry had been less scarce this time 'round. Ginny couldn't figure out whether it was her imagination or what, but Harry had been making himself more available this time; making comments, and popping up unexpectedly and asking her out. Although there was a big chance that Ginny was reading too much into things, as so often happened when thoughts involved one Harry Potter. She couldn't help but think what she thought. 'Was Harry showing something? Or am I going delirious?'

'Right then, I'm going delirious' is what she decided on. She told herself that 'Harry is just being…Harry. He's being nice and as he said he had time to kill, so he is hanging out with a friend, and what am I if I'm not a friend?'

She repeated this in her head until she was again calmed. Harry's actions have not been helping. Yes she decided and accepted again that she felt something for Harry, but that did not mean that she was going to do something about it. She knew that was a petty thing to do but just because she admitted it doesn't mean she's going to start throwing herself all over Harry immediately. No, she needed a plan, and she was going to use the time that was given to her to come up with one, or so she thought. But Harry had been making it difficult for her to keep a clear head about all things Harry. Most of the time she just gets confused.

"Almost time Will" Ginny said shaking herself from her reverie and making her way to the door, "Wish me luck."

"WHOO"

Just then, she heard a very loud cracking noise outside that made her half duck half flinch thinking something in the sky had just broken. Willow had been so surprised that she toppled from the mirror and flapped her wings as to stop from falling and relocated herself onto Ginny's dresser. And before Ginny could turn around to see what it was, she heard the unmistakable roar of thunder and splash of very very hard rain pounding on her window.

"Oh no." She said in half groaning half surprised state as she walked from the door of her room to the window. And it was, as she thought, raining, very hard. The sky opened once more to let out a flash of lightning that lit the street beneath her. Lots of people were ducking and trying to find shelter from the flash storm that hit and failing miserably. The thunderstorm was apparently not alone, for it brought gusts of wind with it. It then dawned on Ginny that prospects of dinner and sightseeing was out of the question. A water repellant spell could do the trick, but it wouldn't do well for them to be the only ones walking outside in the rain.

"Damn it" She said. And just as another crack of thunder shook the London streets, her doorbell rang and she froze.

That would be Harry.

Out of habit, she straightened herself out and moved quickly to the door and stood in front of it.

She breathed in, and then breathed out, and breathed in again as she opened the door.

What met her eyes was enough for Ginny to throw herself all over Harry (even if she said she wouldn't). Harry was soaking wet and dripping on the spot. He stood there straight and looked at Ginny. Ginny couldn't see his eyes for his glasses were very foggy. Ginny didn't know whether to laugh or dry him on the spot. Harry then raised his hands to wipe the fog off his glasses and looked at Ginny squintily with his eyes. Ginny could now see the amusement playing in his eyes and she said…

"Got caught in the rain did you?" trying very hard not to laugh.

"Just a little." Said Harry as he replaced hi fog-free glasses back on his face.

Ginny couldn't help but let a giggle escape at the sight in front of her. He was positively adorable and if possible looked even better drenched than dry.

"HA ha…very funny Gin." Harry said stepping inside as Ginny moved to let him in. He too smiled and saw the humor in the situation.

"Harry…" said Ginny, amusement in her voice.

"Before you say anything. Wait. Aresco" As Harry Potter dried instantly.

"I didn't dry myself up for I didn't think it safe, I didn't know if any muggles lived around here." He said looking at a smiling Ginny. "I stopped at a store and got caught in the flash rain, I wanted to get you these" Harry held his hand up to Ginny and what was in it was a bouquet of Lilies that were wrapped in red cellophane.

Harry smirked, at the look of delight in Ginny's face.

"Thought you'd like them." He added

"I love them Harry, thank you." She said sincerely taking the flowers from his outstretched hands.

"I should put them in water, come in, lets go to the kitchen." Ginny made her way there, and Harry followed.

Harry hadn't seen the place since the time he had helped her move in along with the rest of the Weasley family. That was a fun weekend, he remembered as he looked around her flat. He noticed that she's added a bit more things to make it…homier, would be the word. It wasn't too girly, but you could definitely tell it was a girls flat. There were a lot of portraits that waved hello to Harry when he made his way to the kitchen counter, most were different Weasley members, one, of his own winked as he passed with Ginny. He frowned amusingly to the picture Harry and couldn't help but feel a little lighter once he reached Ginny's door. He had gotten caught in the rain, and it showed no signs of stopping. He got nervous at first, for he thought that it might foil his plans with Ginny, but he thought of the bright side, he didn't know what that was at the moment, he thought he'd just see where things went when he got here. Now, he was and Ginny was standing across from him on the other side of the island looking rather, well, good…really good.

Ginny was giving him a quizzical look, probably because he hadn't said anything and he's been staring at her since he sat down. The vase full of Calla Lilies now stood in the middle of the island, white, shining beautifully, where Ginny had placed them.

"You look nice Ginny" Harry said finally.

Ginny had to smile at that one. "Thanks Harry, you look nice yourself." She said blushingly.

"Do you want a cup of tea or something?"

"Err…tea would be great, thanks."

Ginny started busying herself making a cuppa for the both of them. A few incantations and the kettle was pouring water into itself and replacing it back into its place, a whistle escaping its little spout.

"I like what you've done with the place, its really cozy." Harry said taking a look around more profoundly.

"Thanks, I try, you know. You don't think it's a bit… too girly?"

"No, not at all." Harry said right away that fostered a raised eyebrow from Ginny.

"Honest, really Gin, it's really nice."

"Well, that's good then, so… so much for sightseeing eh?" Ginny finally voiced the subject that Harry was waiting on. He actually thought for a fleeting moment that this was a blessing, better than what they had originally planed, but he shouldn't get his hopes up, Ginny, to him, looked a little crestfallen.

"Yeah, so much for that then." He answered with a little laugh.

Ginny couldn't help but feel a little down, its pouring waterfalls outside and their plans was most definitely not salvageable. And she feared that Harry would just see the pointlessness of this and go home. But she shouldn't think that way, who knows, this could still be something.

'Only one way to find out.' Ginny thought.

"Harry" She said taking a deep breath. "I don't expect for you to stay…I know you're a busy man and I would hate that—"

She was cut off with a hand, Harry's hand.

"Gin, I want to stay." Harry said getting up from his side of the island to go to hers. He stopped in front of her, so they were facing each other now.

Ginny was left there standing in front of Harry, a little shocked that he'd still want to stay. She was shocked out of sheer happiness.

'Great, she hadn't said anything' Harry thought nervously, 'Oh god, did I just invite myself in??' He now thought frantically and scolded himself at his braveness toward the matter.

"Unless of course you don't want me to—" he said hurriedly to counter what he'd done.

But there was no need.

"No no no, I want you…, I mean, I wish you would stay, Harry" Ginny said surprised that he was doubting that she wanted him to stay. So she didn't really notice the distance between them, rather, the lack there of. They were now standing very close to each other, Harry noticed that Ginny was a head shorter than him, and it was amusing that Ginny, noticed that Harry was a head taller than her.

A loud whistling sound broke both of their reveries to signal the water had boiled well enough for tea and both jumped, just a little startled because of it.

"Tea" Ginny said a little airily at Harry, announcing it, was more like it.

"Yeah" he answered back. "Tea" he repeated smiling.

Another loud whistle. Both hadn't moved and were still glued to the same spot.

"I better get that." Ginny said tilting her head to the pot.

"Right, I'll go…and …sit. I'll be in the living room."

"Ok" Ginny nodded and made her way to the kettle, finally turning her back to Harry.

This all happened very slowly, Ginny couldn't believe what had just happened with Harry.

'Was was that?!?' She asked her thoughts, absent mindedly preparing tea with ease.

'That, was a moment', her said answered back. She couldn't help the wide grin that broke on her face. She was still thinking about Harry's willingness to stay. Sight seeing was gone, but they could just stay here, she thought. Maybe this is a blessing after all.

In the Living Room

'So far so good' he thought.

Harry made his way to the living room from the kitchen; the coffee table was littered with magazines and posting on who's who in the wizarding world and what they were doing. Harry sat down and waited for Ginny and the tea. He was surveying his surroundings and his eyes landed on an open magazine on the very top of the pile. The picture of the young wizard in Quidditch robes was smiling sheepishly up on him and Harry felt a twinge of…well…. he didn't exactly know what it was, he just knew that at that moment, he wanted nothing better for one Ryan West to get hit by a bludger.

It was at that moment that Ginny appeared with a tray of tea and cookies for them both. She noticed the magazine that Harry had in his hands and immediately felt bad that she didn't bother to clean up the tons of magazines that littered her table. To make it worse, Ginny had a feeling that the magazine that Harry was holding was the exact same magazine she last read about Ryan.

'Oh damn.' She thought.

"Harry!" She said brightly to attempt to sway his attention. "Here we are."

"Oh, thanks." Harry said, not letting go of the magazine, in fact, he held it up and said, "Just catching up on my celebrity readings."

Ginny managed a laugh, although she felt kind of uncomfortable. She didn't know why.

"Well, have you thought of any alternatives?" Ginny asked to change the subject.

"Oh right, well, I'm thinking we should stay here, cook some food and have a nice dinner, you know?" Harry said, forgetting the subject that was boring into his mind about Ginny and the seeker.

"Brilliant." Ginny said. " I just got some groceries, I'm sure we can cook up something between us."

Harry raised an eyebrow.

Ginny noticed.

3…2…1…

"I mean cook the both of us, no, what i mean is we won't be cooked, we'll do the cooking, together… or separate, which ever one…OH never mind! You know what I mean…" Ginny said, a little frustrated that she couldn't speak properly in front of .

Harry was now starting to laugh.

"Oh …you!" Ginny said punching Harry lightly at the shoulder and getting up to make her way back to the kitchen.

"Ouch…that hurt." He said amusingly after the retreating back that was Ginny's.

"You deserved it Mr. Potter" Ginny shouted back from her kitchen looking into the pantry, smiling to herself.

"Well, I expect and apology later." Harry said from behind a startled Ginny.

"Harry! You do not sneak up to people like that!" Ginny said clutching an armful of assorted veggies.

"Well…" Harry said taking the armful of vegetables into his own, "You're one to say that."

"What do you mean? I've never snuck up on you like that." Ginny said innocently.

Harry dumped the vegetables on the counter followed by a curious Ginny. Harry was starting to like the presence of her standing anywhere near him.

"Rubbish!" he said playfully turning to face her. He loved her expression. The one she was making right now that showed her sheepish side along with her innocence. If she didn't really remember, he'll make her remember.

"Remember that summer, just before seventh year?" Harry asked.

Ginny raised her eyebrows and smirked at Harry.

"Go on" she said.

"I was staying at The Burrow and it was right after dinner. Ron and I were making our way to the rooms and all the lights and candles went out because your Dad, Fred and George where in the garage, experimenting on something. Ron went to go and check downstairs because he heard Hermione drop some pans and I went ahead into Ron and my room." He said.

"Still….nothing" she said airily.

"Well…I got into the room and sat down on the bed, not bothering to use my wand for light when, yours truly gets scared half out of his wits by a witch who had put her wand tip into my back and uttering the words 'Move or I'll curse' "

A light dawning of comprehension was seen in Ginny's eyes and face to signal that she had remembered. Much to Harry's amusement, she was starting to laugh.

"Oh that!" Ginny said. "Harry, you went into my room! I was sleeping and it was a reflex." She said to her defense. "I was hardly sneaking." She smiled at him more broadly.

"Well… fine, maybe not sneaking up, but, a 'hey, you're in the wrong room, please move' would have been less threatening. " He said looking down at her.

"Well, in my defense, you did go into the wrong room." She said, taking the pans from the cabinets.

"Hey, in my defense, it was dark." He said smiling.

"I can't believe you remember that Harry."

"Well… you know…. it was one those things." Harry said a little more softly.

Ginny looked up at Harry.

"Yeah…. one of those things." She said quietly, turning to face Harry.

Harry closed the distance between them to reach behind her to get the pan that she had put down on the counter before she turned to face him.

"So," Harry said, "Shall we start cooking?" raising his eyebrows at Ginny, smiling.

Now it was Ginny's turn to raise an eyebrow. This was going to be better than anything that they had planed, she could already tell.

"We shall."

Did she mention that she loved the rain?

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