L is for Love
A Ginny and Harry ship. Ginny observes Harry over the summer, since she has full acess to him because he's staying at the Burrow for the summer. She thought it was just a crush, but it began to blossom into more.. this is like pre book 4...summer before book 4. rated t for teen, lol, its just because of some mature scenes and language in future chapters..its not like rated r..its like rated pg-16
enjoy.
It was a blistering hot day at the Burrow. The heat just seamed to blaze in through out the house. Harry felt the sweat drip down his neck as the steamy wind whipped at his face. He rose higher on his broom and began to circle the 5th floor of the Burrow looking for; Ron, Fred, George and Hermoine. It felt like the millionth time he had been made "it". The game was called 'kick the bucket' its pretty much like hide and seek, but with brooms and wands. Harry always was the first to be caught, frankly he was awful at the game and the heat obviously wasnt helping, but he loved it. He had keen eyes that could spot out his friends when he was looking for them. Ginny watched her brothers, Hermoine and Harry zoom past her 5th floor room window. Her room was plain, in a light breezy way. Her curtains were a pale, minty green, the rug on the white-washed wood floor was night-watch taran plaid, very thick and woolen, and her small desk and bed posts were a creamy light yellow. The hot wind blew into her open shutters, causing them to slightly knock against the misshapen wood planneling of the odd looking house. She sat in an old rocking chair, slowly rocking back and forth watching the fast paced game. She noticed that it was Harry's turn once again. Harry slowly circled the house once again stopping at Ginny's open window.
"Hey Gin, hot today, isnt it?" He asked, smiling and swiping his sweaty hair away from his eyes with a dirty hand leaving streaks of dirty sweat. He took off his glasses in an attempt to clean them on his sleeve.
"I guess, its much cooler inside. I cant believe the summer's almost at an end, it feels like it just started!" She laughed
'He's awfully cute with those dirty streaks across his forehead.' her eyes started to glaze over while she dreamt about his smile and how great he looked without his glasses. (for the few seconds he had them off)
Can you help me out?"Harry asked "I'm rubbish at this game."
'Maybe if I help him out, it would score some points with him. Maybe he'll like me more if he wins.' Ginny thought, of course she was going to help him, in anyway possible, but she wanted to dwell on the subject.
"Sure, I'll help you- HEY you are most definately not rubbish, I think your great at 'Kick the Bucket'. I just think you need to work on your hiding skills." She admitted truthfully "Do you want to know where they are?"
"Just give me some hints" He said "I cant cheat, that would take the fun out of the game...but I can indirectly!"
They both had a bit of a laughing fit. The sun had now been blocked by a small cloud causing the sky to dim and the temperature to decrease. The winds picked up a considerable amount, causing the shutters bang strongly against the house, Harry to sway on his broom and dangerously teeter, and the trees and shrubs in the yard's leaves whistle and blow, moving in the strong steamy wind. Ginny secured the shutters of her window with locks and smiled at Harry. he smiled back egarly waiting for the game altering hints that Ginny had promised to give him.
"Well..?" Harry asked
"Huh?" Ginny asked completely confused, she cursed her short term memory. Of course she knew what he had just asked her, guiltily she loved dragging on their conversations longer than they naturally would be. She loved the way he would direct questions, jokes, and sentences toward her. She loved the way he'd laugh at the random or silly things she'd say. She loved him. "Oh, right..They've been lounging in the garden for quite sometime, mother's brought them some iced tea."
"Are you serious!" Harry said in an aggitated tone "Arrrrgggh!" Then almost automatically Harry turned his broom around and sped very low to the ground right into the garden causing the piture of iced tea to go flying into the air and shower Ron, Fred, George, and Hermione. Ginny chuckled at the scene. Fred, George and Ron got on their brooms and began to chase Harry around the yard. Mrs.Weasley heard and saw the comotion and ran outside with her wand.
"Boys!" mrs. Weasaley belowed "Stop mucking about and come inside for a spot of lunch.. and you too dears" When she said "and you too dears" she gestured toward Harry and Hermione. She loved Harry and always turned a blind eye when he'd possibly do something wrong. She loved him, how could anyone not?
She looked out her wondow, moreso by stick her head out of it, she looked down. Harry was now also drenched in iced tea, Mrs. Weasley was scolding her brothers and Hermione was sharing a lawn chair with Harry and drying her hair with a towel. Ginny felt a small pang of jealousy on seeing Hermione so close to Harry, they were just friends, they were all just friends. At least thats only what she knew, or thought she did. All Ginny knew was that she liked Harry, and thats how she wanted things to stay.