ALONE TIME
Harry was sitting in an armchair, slouched over his Transfiguration homework.
"How long can an object be transfigured for before it turns back…" Harry pondered to himself, twirling his quill around in his fingers.
He as just about to write his answer, when a pair of hands took his schoolbook and papers off of his lap and placed them on the floor.
Ginny, with her pjs on underneath her bathrobe, sat on Harry's lap and rested her head on his shoulder.
"I feel like we never get enough time together." Ginny sighed.
Harry smiled serenely, and put his arms around his girlfriend.
"I know what you mean."
"Harry?" Ginny asked, "Let's never break up, okay?"
Harry chuckled. "Because you get the feeling that the way I'm holding you is a sign of me wanting to separate from you."
Ginny laughed and softly bit Harry's neck.
"That's not what I mean and you know it."
Harry took Ginny's face in his hands, and gently kissed her.
"That's not something I'm thinking about right now."
Ginny turned around on Harry's lap so that she was kneeling on the armchair, legs on the outside of his, and so she was facing him.
"I think it's about time we spent a little more time together, don't you?"
She leaned forward and kissed Harry hungrily; Harry didn't back down in the least.
"Hey Harry, did you-" Ron bounded down the stairs. "EWW! Never mind! Back away slowly… Deep breaths…"
