Christmas Wishes- Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas

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"Have yourself a merry little Christmas!
Let your heart be light!
From now on our troubles will be out of sight!

Through the years we all will be together,
If the fates allow,
Hang that shining star upon the highest bow!

And have yourself a merry little Christmas now!"


"Oh, Gin! You look gorgeous," Hermione awed. She had been right about something going on between them. She had come over to help Ginny prepare for her night out with Harry.

Ginny spun around in front of her mirror. She wore a dark green satin sleeveless ball gown. It looked simply beautiful on her. Her red hair fell gently over her shoulders. She reached for her shawl.

"How is he ever going to keep his eyes off you?" Hermione asked.

"Oh, I don't know. I guess he won't be able to," she said with a smile.

There was a knock on the door.

"Oh! I'll get it!" Hermione shouted. Ginny looked at herself in the mirror. She heard Hermione talking with Harry in the background. She spun around in the mirror for the last time, and started for the entry hall.

"Hi Harry," she said gracefully.

"Ginny, you look...wow," Harry replied breathlessly. He took her hand and spun her around.

Hermione smiled and disapparated without one word.

Harry pulled Ginny into a longing kiss.

"Harry, we'd better get going or we'll be late for the party," Ginny scolded him.

They entered the grand ballroom to be greeted by Oliver and Cho Wood. How she had hated Cho during school... Harry had liked her. Well, now he was hers!

"Hello, Harry, Ginny," Oliver winked at her.

"Hello Oliver," they both replied.

Harry and all his old Quittich buddies began into the regular conversation. Ginny paid attention, but tried not to interrupt. They talked for a long while. Later, Harry excused them from the group and took Ginny by the hand to the ballroom dance floor.

They danced for a while talking and laughing all the time. He held her tight on the slow songs and danced lively with her during the more upbeat songs. He knew that she loved to dance.

At the end of the party, they said their good-byes and headed for some coffee. Harry took her to a small cottage on one of the back streets. They walked in and immediately she was seized by the smell of cinnamon. They sat near the back of the shop in a small booth.

"I just wanted to say it again, Ginny. You look absolutely stunning tonight,"

"Harry," Ginny bit her lip.

"No really, you're gorgeous," he cut her off. Then, he did it. He looked at her with those eyes again.

They ate drank their coffee and conversed. Before they knew it, they were back walking down Diagon Alley. Harry looked at Ginny once again. She was shivering.

"Ginny, you look cold. Do you want my coat?" Harry asked concerned.

"You don't have to do that Harry," she replied.

"I want to," Harry said, "Maybe we'll take you home, you really are shivering."

"I'll agree to that," she gave up.

They arrived back at Ginny's flat about three minutes later.

"You want to stay for some champagne, Mr. Potter?" she asked hopefully.

"Why, certainly, Miss Weasley," he replied.

"I'll go get some. Be right back!" she hurried into the kitchen, not wanting to leave Harry's presence for long. She got out the same glasses as the night they almost burnt the house down. She got the champagne out and reached for the glasses. Before she could grasp them, Harry's arms slid around her waist.

"I love you, Ginny Weasley," he whispered, kissing her gently.

"Harry," Ginny started.

"Yes?" he asked.

"I love you more," Ginny giggled.


Notes: Hey all! I know- Posting twice in one day! Aren't you proud of me? I figured that since I had the time, why not? Love much to all- Sarah