A/n: Thanks to Jo for personally emailing me to tell me that she liked my story and wanted me to cont. I wasn't gonna stop...I'm just lazy...IT'S SUMMER CAN YOU BLAME ME!

Disclamier: I don't own HP altough I own an Adorable Hp plushie...

"this means talking"

'this means thinking/reliving a dream'

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Ginnys POV Sunlight poured through the lace covered windows of Ginnys room causing her to stir and wake from her wonderful dream. It was a dream about her first love. Coincidentally, her first love was the young man in the room right down the hall from hers. She sat up and stretched her arms above her head, yawning. She then closed her eyes and started to get lost in the memories of the dream she secretly wished was reality.

'The handsome Harry Potter had been waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs of the Burrow when she came home one night. A single red rose was in his hand. He gave it to her as she started to get hypnotized by his glistening emerald eyes. He then swept her off her feet and took her to her room, carrying her bride style. All she could do was feel his ever-comforting warmth radiating from him and surrounding her. She wanted to be in his arms forever. When they reached her room he gently placed her on the feather soft bed and laid down next to her. He looked at her lovingly as his hand began to sneak up her leg resting on her bare thigh, making her shiver involuntarily. He came closer to her as she laid back on her pillow. Harry then closed in the distance between them as their lips met in a sensuous, and fiery kiss.'

She then opened her eyes, returning to the present state of her room, and shook her head, attempting to lose those improper thoughts. 'No. I cant think of Harry like that. Hes my friend and nothing more. Plus, I have a boyfriend.' She thought to herself. She touched her lips with her fingers. The dream kiss felt so real. It left her with slight longing for a real kiss from Harry. But she quickly erased that thought too as she got up to get dressed for breakfast.

Harrys POV Harry woke up the next morning early for his 1st day of pro. quidditch practice. (even though he didnt really feel like getting up, it was the best sleep hed had in months, not one nightmare) At the moment he was in the kitchen with Mrs. Weasley as she attempted to stuff him with so much food hed be fat and plump by summers end. "Go on Harry. Eat up. You need your strength today. Plus, youre way too skinny" , she said as she slipped some more eggs from her skillet to his plate. "Thank you Mrs. Weasley, but really Im stuffed." Harry said as he rubbed his stomach to make his point. He really was full. Just then he heard faint footsteps tracking down the stairs behind him. He turned around and met the gaze of none other than Ginny. (who would have guessed? mock surprise) "Mornin Mum. Mornin Harry", she said happily as she sat down next to him, awaiting her breakfast.

It was amazing. She seemed very much awakeat 7:30 am during the summer and she didnt seem the least bit drowsy. That ever rarely happens to a 16 year old. "Harry, What are you staring at?" she said to him. He didnt even realize he had been staring at her. "OhUmNothing", he said quickly. "Really? she said in one of those I-dont really-believe-you kind of looks. "Well, you seem awfully happy today, thats all", he said smiling at her.

"Why wouldnt I be? Ive got my very good friend staying over for the entire summer and I have a date with Kevin tonight." She said as Mrs. Weasley began to load eggs onto her plate. "Bugger!" he mumbled to himself. "Whats that Harry?" Mrs. Weasley asked. "Nothing. Id best be getting off. You know how Wood is", he said in his best casual voice, not to look slightly hurt. "Ok, bye Harry", Ginny said as he grabbed his Firebolt from the closet. Mrs. Weasley threw out a "Be safe!" before he said his good byes and apparated the Chudley Cannons practice field.

When he arrived, he stood next to his teammates so that they could all have a famous pep talk from Oliver Wood. Harry felt small, venerable, inexperienced, and young standing next to his teammates but they all seemed very nice when they introduced each other. They didnt even stare at his scar that long. Oliver then began to speak. "Quidditch is no longer a silly game. It is now what you get out of bed for everyday. Its your life. Its what brings food to your table and I expect each and every one of you to play like your life is on the line. Dedication is what I want and if you dont show it then youll be out of here faster than a speeding snitch."

Harry was then wondering why he wanted to be on a team with Oliver as the captain again. Wood took in a deep breath and continued on with his speech. "I know the Cannons have not had their best season last year, but hopefully, with me being your captain well succeed. Now show me what you can do." He blew his whistle and took to the air towards the goal posts.

After practice, Harry slumped back to the Burrow. His muscles ached, his back hurt, he was dirty, and he was exhausted. Wood pushed them so hard and it was only their 1st practice. He would hate to see a practice before a match. After he took off his shoes and socks, he slowly made his way upstairs to take a nice, hot, long shower. When he made it to the bathroom he quietly shut the door and tugged his sweaty shirt over his head, throwing it in a heap in the corner of the room. He turned on the hot water of shower and let the steam fill the room. He quickly undid his pants and slipped it down his hips and legs, pulling his boxers down with them.(fans drooling girls)

He put his glassed next to the sink as he stepped into the shower. For a long time all he could do was stand there as the water sprayed against his body, beading against his skin. It felt really good. 'No wonder girls spend forever in the bathroom', he thought as he began to lather himself with soap. As all the foam was being rinsed off his body he turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. Suddenly he saw the doorknob of the bathroom turn and quickly the door opened. "Oh Merlin Harry! Im so sorry!" Ginny said as she stared opened mouthed as him in all of his glory. (shakes head because of that paragraph this stories rating is going up!)

She quickly turned around and hit her head on the door, slamming it shut. "OW!" She rattled the knob trying to get it opened. It was then he realized that she was only dressed with a towel wrapped around her. 'Cover yourself fool' said his inner conscience. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist while Ginny continued to struggle. "Urgh! It wont budge!" she said as she gave up. Harry put on his glasses and went over and tried himself. Shes right it wouldnt move. "Why wont it open?" he asked. "It must be the last time Fred and George were here. They put a spell on this door locking it from the inside. Alohamora wont work". (Why did they put a spell like that on the door? Its a long story you dont want to know.) She sat on the floor in defeat. "I guess well have to wait until someone comes", he said as he sat down next to her. It was a safe distance in his opinion. They were silent for a while. Ginny seemed to be thinking of something to say. Truly, he didnt know what to say himself. Its not like hes ever been locked in the bathroom half naked with a half naked girl before. (You Better not POTTER!)

Finally, she broke the silence. "Im sorry I walked in on you. I really should have knocked", she said staring at the ground blushing. "Its ok. Its just skin and I heard Weasleys never knock anyway." " Thats true. I guess Ill just have to be late with my date. Oh well, he'll get over it", she said as she sighed. "Great were back to silence", he mumbled. "What?" " Nothing No really." "What?" He thought quickly and said, "I was just cursing Wood cause he pushed us so hard today. I must have jumped off my broom 5 times trying to catch the snitch. Yeah I can tell cause you have a bruise on your shoulder. I do?" " Yeah, right there", she said as she poked it. "Ow! That hurt", he said as he rubbed at the spot. "Sorry. Does this make it better?" she said as she leaned down and kissed the spot. She immediately blushed furiously making her look completely adorable. He touched the spot lightly as the warmth of the kiss tingled through his skin. She was so close to him now. All he had to do was turn his head, tilt it, and lean in slightly and their lips would meet." Yes, in fact it does feel better", he said giving her a smile.

That made her blush even more and turned away saying, "Glad I could help". He wanted to kiss her soft cheek for a thank you so he leaned in behind her to do so. But suddenly the door swung open. "Whats going on?" said one of George Weasley. Both Harry and Ginny stood up and Ginny said, "Nothing. You idiots locked us in" She looked at her watch and said, "Good I still have time to get to Kevin." She ran to her room and shut the door. Harry grabbed his clothes and began to walk to his room. "Harry do we need to give you a lesson on the birds and the bees?" Fred said following him. Harry blushed and said," No! Now if you dont mind Id like to get dressed." He shut the door forcefully but he could still here Fred and Georges snickers from behind it.

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-grins- I can say for sure that I will have a chapter where Fred and Geogre are explaining the "birds and the bees"

My dad "tried" to give my brother that talk but ended up getting him drunk on rootbeer (about 49 glasses can do that...) It was Hilarous!