I express my thanks to the following reviewers, I love you ppl, a kiss to
each of you:
~kittykid934
~moon girl
~sarahamanda
~kneh13
~this guy
~obsessed87
~sickdreamsinc
~D. Torres ~little house girl ~lourdes ~miss-lily-evans ~suzie:daughterofevil ~darcy16 ~hermionegreen ~comos12 ~the-mystic-fan ~patipati22 ~katani petetidra ~senerity55 (no worry, I'm not angry, I did realise that the last chap is a bit lame its not ur fault)
~Thebackliner (my beta reader)
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Ginny slowly woke up because the pain in her back was very painful; she slowly pushed herself up to a sitting position. The muscles in her back and waist were very tight; every movement she made was like having hundreds of needles poking through her. While fighting back the urge to groan in pain, Ginny noticed that it was already getting dark outside.
"My God! I've slept through the whole day!" Ginny exclaimed aloud and the sound of someone tossing in bed made her jump. She turned her head to the source of the noise and found that Harry was still sleeping; Ginny slowly crawled over to him, trying not to make much noise.
Ginny examined Harry closely and found that his breathing was fast, and he was muttering something inaudible. Ginny was worried and bent over to feel his forehead, to her surprise it was burning hot again.
"He must have been running a temperature for the last few hours." Ginny thought and mentally chided herself for sleeping through the whole day and failing to take good care of Harry. Without wasting any more time, Ginny dashed out of the room and almost ran into Dudley who was on his way back to his room.
Dudley staggered on the spot to get his balance back and before he realised what had pushed him, Ginny was already running back past him with the speed of the wind; back to her room and slammed the door. Everything happened so fast that Dudley had no idea what exactly had happened. In the end he decided that it was some magic at work and hurried back to his room for cover, afraid to be the next target of Harry or Ginny's magic works.
Once back in the room, Ginny quickly wet the towel and placed it on Harry's forehead. She heaved a sigh of relief, took a chair and settled herself beside the bed. Ginny fed Harry hot milk with a spoon and sat there wetting the towel and changing pillows every five minutes for the rest of the night. She didn't dare to doze off and every time when she found her eyelids too heavy, she would jog around the room to keep herself awake. Ginny would take the blanket off Harry when he sweated and would put it back when she found it too cold. She had been doing that throughout the night, until sleep finally overtook her and she fell asleep with her head on Harry's stomach.
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The next morning, Harry woke up to find something heavy and warm resting on his stomach. He picked the towel that was obstructing his view and threw it aside. To his surprise, it was Ginny's head that was resting on his stomach.
"What was she doing with her head on my stomach?" Harry asked himself. He craned his head carefully to peep at Ginny's sleeping face to find that her closed eyes were swollen and there were bags under her eyes. Eyeing the towel lying on the floor, Harry thought to himself,
"Poor thing, that girl must have stayed awake through the night to sponge me." Harry's heavy breathing had caused some disturbance to Ginny for she had turned her head to the other direction.
Slowly as not to disturb Ginny, Harry held his breathe and carefully lay back down onto the bed. The area on his stomach where Ginny was was wet and warm with perspiration, but Harry didn't dare to move a bit. He tried to breathe slowly so as not to cause too much movement at his stomach and continued lying on the bed allowing Ginny to be as comfortable as possible on his stomach.
The muscles on his stomach started to ache but he didn't dare to move, several hours passed in that manner. It was around mid afternoon before Ginny shifted her head off Harry's stomach. Harry's shirt around the stomach area was soaked with his own perspiration. He quickly and carefully jumped out of the bed and went out of the room on tiptoes.
Harry went to the toilet to take a hot bath for he hadn't bathed properly for the past few days and when he returned, Ginny was already sitting up puffy eyed. She turned when she heard the door open to see an energized looking and sweet smelling Harry.
"Good Morning Harry and do you feel better after the whole day of sleep?" Ginny asked while trying to hold back a big yawn.
"Yes, I feel thoroughly refreshed. Thanks for taking care of me, I can see bags under your eyes, I think you didn't sleep properly last night. Why don't you sleep while I go buy us some breakfast." Harry said. Ginny jumped up and ran towards the mirror to examine her eyes,
"Typical girls", Harry thought to himself and smirked. Ginny looked at him through the mirror and he forced his face straight.
"No thanks, I had enough of sleep. Give me a minute while I wash up and I'll go with you", Ginny replied.
"Take your time, have a hot bath, it'll do you good and of course, to your eyes too. Since you are so determined to follow me, I've got no choice but to wait for you, I don't want to be at the receiving end of your famous temper again and mind you, I had that five-finger mark on my face for a whole day." Ginny rolled her eyes at Harry and both of them laughed, it had been so long since they laughed and they felt better after a good laugh. Ginny tried her best to look annoyed but failed; finally she gave up and walked out of the room.
Ginny felt very refreshed after soaking herself in hot water, she returned to the room to find Harry pacing around the room.
"Did I really take that long?" Ginny asked and the next moment, Harry raced towards her and pressed a cold towel over her eyes.
"What the devil are you trying to do?" Ginny shouted while trying to pry the towel off her.
"Shut up and stop moving, what took you so long? The ice has melted. There is a bit of the ice left and it'll do your ugly eyes well, at least it'll help ease the swell." Ginny stopped fighting to break away and stood there allowing Harry to hold the cold towel over her eyes. After a while Ginny spoke,
"That'll do, Harry. I think my eyes are okay now." Reluctantly, Harry took the towel away from Ginny's eyes, her eyes were not that puffy now but they were still too swollen. Ginny saw that Harry was not too pleased, and she added quickly,
"I think my eyes look sexier this way, Fred and George would be pleased to see me in this state", at this, Harry smiled and added,
"Yeah, your eyes look very sexy now because I can hardly see your eyeballs. I regret putting cold towel over it now; you look exactly like a pig". Both of them laughed and Ginny pinched Harry, he ran around the whole room shouting for help until Ginny caught up with him and tickled him until he begged for mercy. Harry was like a child sometimes; it was so easy to make him laugh.
They went out of the house, Ginny held onto Harry's arm while they laughed, joked and pushed each other like two giggling kids all the way to the café where they enjoyed their brunch.
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Short huh?? But I just can't make them any longer, many readers reflect that the chapters are too short but I simply cant add on anymore stuff. If I were to carry on writing, I would not know how to end the chapter nicely. Pls bear with my short chapter and I'll try to give you more updates in compensate for it. I always try not to have any cliff hangers cos I know it drives people crazy, so I'm not that evil anyway.
~kneh13
~this guy
~obsessed87
~sickdreamsinc
~D. Torres ~little house girl ~lourdes ~miss-lily-evans ~suzie:daughterofevil ~darcy16 ~hermionegreen ~comos12 ~the-mystic-fan ~patipati22 ~katani petetidra ~senerity55 (no worry, I'm not angry, I did realise that the last chap is a bit lame its not ur fault)
~Thebackliner (my beta reader)
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Ginny slowly woke up because the pain in her back was very painful; she slowly pushed herself up to a sitting position. The muscles in her back and waist were very tight; every movement she made was like having hundreds of needles poking through her. While fighting back the urge to groan in pain, Ginny noticed that it was already getting dark outside.
"My God! I've slept through the whole day!" Ginny exclaimed aloud and the sound of someone tossing in bed made her jump. She turned her head to the source of the noise and found that Harry was still sleeping; Ginny slowly crawled over to him, trying not to make much noise.
Ginny examined Harry closely and found that his breathing was fast, and he was muttering something inaudible. Ginny was worried and bent over to feel his forehead, to her surprise it was burning hot again.
"He must have been running a temperature for the last few hours." Ginny thought and mentally chided herself for sleeping through the whole day and failing to take good care of Harry. Without wasting any more time, Ginny dashed out of the room and almost ran into Dudley who was on his way back to his room.
Dudley staggered on the spot to get his balance back and before he realised what had pushed him, Ginny was already running back past him with the speed of the wind; back to her room and slammed the door. Everything happened so fast that Dudley had no idea what exactly had happened. In the end he decided that it was some magic at work and hurried back to his room for cover, afraid to be the next target of Harry or Ginny's magic works.
Once back in the room, Ginny quickly wet the towel and placed it on Harry's forehead. She heaved a sigh of relief, took a chair and settled herself beside the bed. Ginny fed Harry hot milk with a spoon and sat there wetting the towel and changing pillows every five minutes for the rest of the night. She didn't dare to doze off and every time when she found her eyelids too heavy, she would jog around the room to keep herself awake. Ginny would take the blanket off Harry when he sweated and would put it back when she found it too cold. She had been doing that throughout the night, until sleep finally overtook her and she fell asleep with her head on Harry's stomach.
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The next morning, Harry woke up to find something heavy and warm resting on his stomach. He picked the towel that was obstructing his view and threw it aside. To his surprise, it was Ginny's head that was resting on his stomach.
"What was she doing with her head on my stomach?" Harry asked himself. He craned his head carefully to peep at Ginny's sleeping face to find that her closed eyes were swollen and there were bags under her eyes. Eyeing the towel lying on the floor, Harry thought to himself,
"Poor thing, that girl must have stayed awake through the night to sponge me." Harry's heavy breathing had caused some disturbance to Ginny for she had turned her head to the other direction.
Slowly as not to disturb Ginny, Harry held his breathe and carefully lay back down onto the bed. The area on his stomach where Ginny was was wet and warm with perspiration, but Harry didn't dare to move a bit. He tried to breathe slowly so as not to cause too much movement at his stomach and continued lying on the bed allowing Ginny to be as comfortable as possible on his stomach.
The muscles on his stomach started to ache but he didn't dare to move, several hours passed in that manner. It was around mid afternoon before Ginny shifted her head off Harry's stomach. Harry's shirt around the stomach area was soaked with his own perspiration. He quickly and carefully jumped out of the bed and went out of the room on tiptoes.
Harry went to the toilet to take a hot bath for he hadn't bathed properly for the past few days and when he returned, Ginny was already sitting up puffy eyed. She turned when she heard the door open to see an energized looking and sweet smelling Harry.
"Good Morning Harry and do you feel better after the whole day of sleep?" Ginny asked while trying to hold back a big yawn.
"Yes, I feel thoroughly refreshed. Thanks for taking care of me, I can see bags under your eyes, I think you didn't sleep properly last night. Why don't you sleep while I go buy us some breakfast." Harry said. Ginny jumped up and ran towards the mirror to examine her eyes,
"Typical girls", Harry thought to himself and smirked. Ginny looked at him through the mirror and he forced his face straight.
"No thanks, I had enough of sleep. Give me a minute while I wash up and I'll go with you", Ginny replied.
"Take your time, have a hot bath, it'll do you good and of course, to your eyes too. Since you are so determined to follow me, I've got no choice but to wait for you, I don't want to be at the receiving end of your famous temper again and mind you, I had that five-finger mark on my face for a whole day." Ginny rolled her eyes at Harry and both of them laughed, it had been so long since they laughed and they felt better after a good laugh. Ginny tried her best to look annoyed but failed; finally she gave up and walked out of the room.
Ginny felt very refreshed after soaking herself in hot water, she returned to the room to find Harry pacing around the room.
"Did I really take that long?" Ginny asked and the next moment, Harry raced towards her and pressed a cold towel over her eyes.
"What the devil are you trying to do?" Ginny shouted while trying to pry the towel off her.
"Shut up and stop moving, what took you so long? The ice has melted. There is a bit of the ice left and it'll do your ugly eyes well, at least it'll help ease the swell." Ginny stopped fighting to break away and stood there allowing Harry to hold the cold towel over her eyes. After a while Ginny spoke,
"That'll do, Harry. I think my eyes are okay now." Reluctantly, Harry took the towel away from Ginny's eyes, her eyes were not that puffy now but they were still too swollen. Ginny saw that Harry was not too pleased, and she added quickly,
"I think my eyes look sexier this way, Fred and George would be pleased to see me in this state", at this, Harry smiled and added,
"Yeah, your eyes look very sexy now because I can hardly see your eyeballs. I regret putting cold towel over it now; you look exactly like a pig". Both of them laughed and Ginny pinched Harry, he ran around the whole room shouting for help until Ginny caught up with him and tickled him until he begged for mercy. Harry was like a child sometimes; it was so easy to make him laugh.
They went out of the house, Ginny held onto Harry's arm while they laughed, joked and pushed each other like two giggling kids all the way to the café where they enjoyed their brunch.
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Short huh?? But I just can't make them any longer, many readers reflect that the chapters are too short but I simply cant add on anymore stuff. If I were to carry on writing, I would not know how to end the chapter nicely. Pls bear with my short chapter and I'll try to give you more updates in compensate for it. I always try not to have any cliff hangers cos I know it drives people crazy, so I'm not that evil anyway.
