Zima: Yah. You're right. I haven't updated in a while. But I'm not on the comp every day. My dad set a time limit for me on the comp, and I have an exam coming up and if I don't pass the course, I'm screwed. It's a half-credit course. If I don't pass it, then I have to repeat the class and not get 3-year English. I plan to update more often though.

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Ginny's POV

Ginny awoke to the smell of coffee and...gasp Bacon...BACON! She jumped out of bed and paused giving herself a once over. 'Blech, disgusting.' She was still in her clothes from... 'Wait-a-second, what time is it?' Glancing out the window and then at her clock, she groaned. 12:46...In the afternoon! She never even slept this late on holidays!

'Well, there's a first time for everything. And speaking of firsts, before breakfast I'm taking a shower. I look, and more importantly feel disgusting!' Shimmying out of her clothes and into a housecoat, she walked out her door, and paused...

'Great...Now where the hell is the bathroom?'

She moaned as her stomach growled when the now-stronger smell of frying bacon reached her nose. She half-ran to kitchen, knowing she couldn't take it anymore.

She reached what she supposed was the kitchen. Well, with the microwave, and the pots, and the dishes, and the beautiful creation that was 'stove' cooking the delectable morsels of brown, crispy bacon, it couldn't really be anything but.

However, at the moment, her thoughts weren't on the bacon (even though her stomach was). Her thoughts were on the gorgeous hunk of muscular god-like flesh, holding the frying pan.

'Damn him and his...unshirtfullness.'

He looked up and she saw the beautiful emerald-green eyes that had caused her to...She moaned and smacked her forehead, hearing him chuckle as she did so.

Ignoring the shiver that ran down her back she said, "I am a complete and total idiot."

He laughed. "No you're not...But I am curious...Why were you so stressed out about coming here?"

"I dunno...I guess...packing." she finished lamely. 'Oh yeah, great job Ginny. Nice work.' 'Well what was I supposed to say? I have the hugest crush on you still and freaked?' 'Oh great, I'm arguing with myself...again!'

He just smiled that beautiful, gorgeous, magnificent...ahem...smile of his and went back to cooking the bacon.

Her stomach rumbled.

"Oh yeah, that reminds me, where's the bathroom?" Ginny asked him.

"How does your stomach growling remind you of that?" he asked, cocking one eyebrow.

"Well, I woke up, smelt the bacon, realized I was hungry, and then realized that I wanted to shower before doing anything." she answered.

"...In the hall, third door on the left." He had a strange sort of look on his face, but was smiling all the same. With that said he started scooping out the finished bacon onto a plate.

"Gotcha." she said, and walked off.

Harry's POV

'Woah. Alright. Not so bad. Could've been worse I suppose. But...damn. She's gorgeous when she first wakes up.' Harry sighed. Sitting at the table with his bacon, chewing on his bacon, his thoughts remained focused on Ginny.

'I wonder how long she's gonna be in there? I need a shower too. I wonder if she wears a lot of makeup? I hope not. She looked so...hott.'

As he continued to wonder about Ginny's morning rituals another thought popped into head and refused to leave.

'The real question is: Did she have that look on her face because she was hungry and wanted food? Or wanted me?' At this he half-blushed, and a goofy grin came on his face.

I've already started the 4th chapter. I hope to update sooner. Byes!

"TAA!" explodes in a burst of cute little Kyo plushies...and glitter!