You fell in love with her hair.
Of course when you first saw it you thought it was like every weasley's you thought it was red. But with every hug you got a new look at her hair. It wasn't just red, it was a mixture of brown blonde and Auburn. You couldn't help but fall in love with it.
And when you saw her fresh out of the shower her hair looked like blood. It made her not so innocent eyes sparkle with mischief.
When Potter finally defeated the dark lord you watched her jump with joy and shake out her cute, long hair.
All those times at Hogwarts where you watched her twist the ringlet curls around her fingers. All the times she flipped it just for it to return to the same place. You fell hard.
Soon you knew it like the back of your hand. The way it naturally curled, the way it swayed in the wind. They were like flames dancing atop her head.
You loved it when she straightened it for you weeding day. You watch the sweat drip down its length. The sweet cinnamon smell of it. You loved it. And you still do.
One strand could destroy you
Yet you allow yourself to fall in love every day.
THE END
A/n yep it's done. Hope everyone is enjoying HBP. See you guys on chapter two of Crimson Rain. And my song fic You and Me. If you guys didn't know it's draco/ Ginny.