A/n: Ok I'm leaving the InuYasha fan fic world and entering Harry Potter...No This is actucally good. Teen Titans was...no my element. Oh...and This is going to be a looonnnggg fanfic...so far i think i'll have around 38 or 40 chapters. -shrugs- Oh and It's G/H...MY FAVE HP PAIRING...also it has some R/HR ok?

Disclamier: If i owned HP, Voldemont would be dead,Harry would still have his parents and a sister and before i start blahing...which i already I...you get the point. I DON'T OWN HP!

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One early summer morning a young wizard with glasses, raven hair, and emerald eyes laid in his bed staring at the ceiling with his hands behind his head. He smiled as he thought about the day to come. Believe it or not, but it was his first summer he'd ever been happy about. He was finally leaving his aunt, uncle, and pig like cousin. The very people who try as best they can to make his miserable. He absolutely despised them as much as they despised him and everything else that had to do with the wizarding world. Oh well, he didn't ever have to see them again after today. He was 17 and newly graduated out of school, officially an adult and free to do what he pleased. Plus, he was going off to live with his favorite family the Weasleys, until he can get a job and buy his own place atleast. It seemed the Weasleys were always doing everything for him. They were the only family he's ever had. They even risked their lives for him when he was battling the dark lord Voldemort. He cringed at the thought. Even months later, the war still sent shivers down his spine. So many people had dies because of it, because of him. Dumbledore, Hagrid, and even Percy Weasley. He will probably never understand how the Weasley family still loved him after their son/brother died in the war trying to protect him. They keep telling him it's not his fault but he was never sure that was true. He was the cause of this war afterall. He still remembered Percy's last words to him. "Harry, I know you can beat him. Never give up hope." And he listened to Percy's words carefully and followed. Now, thankfully, the war was over and Voldemort was dead

He breathed in and sighed as he bent his leg and tapped his heel against the end of the bed. (Which was too short for him) Since his 5th year at Hogwart's School of Witch Craft and Wizardry he has grown up into a fine young man. He was about 5'11 and his body...Whoa his body! Let's just say years of quidditch and 2 years as quidditch captain has done wonders. As handsome as he maybe his love life was pretty much non-existant. Every girl that ever had an interest in him he always seemed to push away. He always worried for their safetly because back then Voldemort was after him and the people he loved most. Plus he was much too busy studying for N.E.W.T.S and the war's final battle to have a girlfriend. He didn't mind though. No girl since Cho Chang ever caught his eye that way before. Somedays he liked to day dream about the perfect girl to spend the rest of his life with. She'd be fun, kind, understanding, gentle, humerous, playful, smart, and of course beautiful. He figured though that the perfect girl he dreamed about was only 1 out of a million. "POTTER! GET DOWN HERE NOW AND BRING YOUR TRUNK!" yelled his Aunt Petunia Dursley. "Coming" he said. "Ron must be here." he thought as he happily jumped out of bed, grabbing his trunk and his owl, Hedwig's, cage.

He rushed down the stairs with excitement as he dragged the trunk behind him making the clunk clunk clunk sound. When he reached to bottom of the stairs he saw something he wasn't expecting. Instead of his tall freckled best friend, Ron Weasley, he saw the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. She was tall, (about 5'7) thin and curvy, and had long fiery red hair that cascaded over her shoulder and was half pulled back with a clip. She wore a casual Chudley Cannon tee shirt and mini skirt that showed off her long sleek legs with her lovely creme colored skin. Her warm golden brown eyes looked into his as she smiled making him gulp and swallow with nervousness. His face was hot and his heart began to beat faster in his chest. She was an angel. "Hi Harry" she said coming closer to him. He instantly recognized the voice of his good friend Ginny Weasley, but he couldn't seem to match the voice to the body. "Ginny?" he asked just to be sure. "Yeah, I know you were expecting Ron but he went off with Hermione today. mubbles: probably snogging her face off Well, and I just got my apparating liscense so I offered to come get you. Mmmm. It's so good to see you Harry." she said as she jumped and hugged him, wrapping her arms around his neck. He awakwardly held her, hugging her back. "It's good to see you too." he said in an almost inaudible whisper. She heard him though. He smelled her sweet scent of apples and cinnamond and felt the warmth of her body against his. He really didn't want to let her go when she began to pull away. "How have you been?" she asked. "Alright I guess. I love what you've done to your hair." Harry said touching it softly while tucking some behind her ear, trying to act cool. It was so soft and silky under his fingers. "Thanks, but I didn't do anything to it." she said. "You didn't?" "No, I've been looking about the same for awhile now." He felt incredibly stupid and blushed. How could he have not noticed a beauty as great as hers before? Well, now that he though about it, he was very busy in the last 2 years conquring Voldemort and saving the world to notice much of anything else. "Did you hear Ron and Hermione are dating?" Ginny asked. "Yeah, they wrote me. It's about time really." "Yeah, Well, now he's staying with Hermione and her parents. So, it'll just be you, me, and my parents. Don't worry. Fred, George, Ron, and Hermione visit all the time so you won't have to put up with me so much. You'd probably get annoyed if that were to happen." she said with a giggle. Her laughter sounded like bells and soft sweet music in his ears. "I could nevr find you annoying Ginny." he said honestly. A small sexy blush reached her cheeks as she said, "Come on, let's get of here." Sh held out her hand for Harry to take. He took it in his larger hand. Her creamy white skin was silky soft. He wondered if the rest of her skin felt just as good as her hand did. Harry smiled as they both apparated with a small pop. This was going to be one interesting summer.

grins Thanks to one of my best friends for helping me come up with this idea!

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