Chapter 19
G4 - The Counsel of Weasleys (cont.)
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"Renaissance!"
"Impressionism!"
"Renaissance!"
"Impressionism!"
"Would you two shut up!" Vivien said, shaking her head.
"No!" Montgomery DuChase replied. "I won't desist until this brigand admits the Impressionism Era of painting was the pinnacle of artistic expression upon the canvas!"
Vivien rolled her eyes. "And the fact that you yourself are an impressionist portrait has nothing to do with that, I'm sure."
Merle Von Kael replied, "I don't understand the poppinfresh, myself. He just looks blurry to me."
"Why you..." Montgomery started, but Vivien urgently hushed them both.
"Someone's coming," she whispered. The three portraits became silent, and watched as a young man came in through the main entrance as a woman of the same age descended from the main staircase.
"This looks promising... think they're lovers?"
"You lecherous goat! I like your style!"
"Hey now, if Vivien wouldn't keep saying no to my charming advances, I wouldn't hav..."
"Sshhh!" Vivien hushed, unsure why fate had hung her between these two wastes of paint.
The trio watched as the couple walked up to one another.
"Ginny," Harry said softly.
"Harry," Ginny replied. She tenderly took hold of one of his hands, and stood on the tips of her toes to place a gentle kiss on his cheek. Even though it held a measure of caring and love, it was clear that it also held a newfound patience. She backed away a step and tried to let go of his hand; Harry, however, held fast.
"Harry?" Ginny asked, unsure of what he was doing.
Harry didn't answer, and instead moved back in the step she took away. He tilted his head a bit before leaning forward, his lips gently brushing along hers before quietly kissing. He squeezed her hand, and whispered, "Ginny..."
It was clear he was about to try to explain, to tell her what he was feeling. Now, though, Ginny didn't need it - she knew exactly what he meant. "Harry." She placed a finger upon his lips, stopping him from speaking. Smiling, she ensnared her arms around him, holding him closer. She stood upon her toes again, to share the third kiss.
"Yes, yes," Montgomery whispered. "We know your names - say something else."
"Get to the good stuff! Talk dirty!" Merle added softly.
"Sssh!" Vivien hissed, but fortunately the couple didn't seem to have heard the two vicarious paintings.
Harry and Ginny slowly parted from the kiss, mostly from a sense of timelessness. Even then, the separation was just enough so that Ginny could place her head in the hollow of Harry's upper chest, hugging each other closely.
"Mmmmm... Harry," Ginny murmured peacefully.
"Ginny," Harry murmured back.
Vivien managed to stave off Montgomery and Merle's comments with two heated glares.
"You know," Ginny said, "I have to get started on my transfiguration homework - I have two chapters to write a summary about before class tomorrow, but... I definitely wouldn't mind if there was a seventh year to help me out..."
"So, then," Harry asked with a mischievous grin, "Would you rather study in your bedroom or mine?"
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At the last line, which Teresa knew beyond a doubt George put in there on purpose just for her (either to needle her or to amuse her, she wasn't sure which,) she couldn't help but smile as her eyes rolled.
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Sorry about the burst posting (Chapter 16-19) – Thanksgiving and moving make it hard to post regularly. Anyway, please review, and if you have the time, do it more than just once for four chapters. Thanks!