Seasons of Love

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Tossing aside the towel, he looked in the mirror. He didn't look to bad. He had taken today off from practice, to prepare for tonight.

He knew that seeing her was going to knock him off his feet. He didn't know if he could handle it. Nothing compared though to the feeling of not seeing her tonight.

How would he ever calm his nerves? He didn't know, but he had an hour to figure it out.

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He was so tired. He had been back for three days, and all he had done was slept. The mission was a failure. Harry hadn't been able to capture any death eaters. He was very disappointed.

To take his mind off things, he decided to go to the reunion. What the hell? Might as well.

He wanted to see Ginny so bad. When he got home, he wanted to call her and tell her to come over. Even if she would have had time to come over, he would have been too tired to hold an actual conversation with her. It's ok. Tonight he would see her, and he would see her looking his best.

He was also anxious to see Ron and Hermione. He hadn't heard from them in a while. He didn't know what was going on with them lately. Dating? Friends again? Who knows? Hell, he didn't even know what was going on with him and Ginny. They had went on a couple of dates. He had really liked her, loved her.

Maybe tonight…maybe tonight…

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Ginny sighed and pulled off her scrubs. She had no idea how she was going to make it in time and still look good. There was no way.

She was so happy that they had invited her. It must have been because of the war and how we won. She beamed with pride when someone introduced her as "Ginny Weasley, the girl that fought with Harry Potter against Lord Voldemort." She was so thankful to Padma. She would have to remember to thank her.

She quickly slipped into her dress. She would have to rely on magic to do her hair and make-up. She didn't like it, but she had to admit that she looked good.

If only magic would calm her nerves, when she saw him tonight…

Just the thought of him made her week in the knees, and lightheaded…she hoped that this wouldn't happen every time, or she would be in trouble…

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She was so nervous. She had spent weeks anticipating this night. When she would see Harry, Ginny, and…Ron. Her stomach gave a flutter at the thought.

Would he still like her? Love her? Did he have a girlfriend? She knew that he was very famous, and that the girls would be throwing themselves at his feet. Would he still like poor old plain Hermione? She didn't know. In their seventh year at Hogwarts, they had been an item. She loved him. She loved being with him, and he didn't seem to mind much either.

She was dressed 30 minutes before everyone was supposed to be there. Since it was being held at the school, she simply stayed a couple of extra weeks at the school, and read, studied, and made lesson plans for…next year….at least she would be prepared.

25 minutes, 15 minutes, 10 minutes, 5 minutes….This is it. She knew that this would be the night that she would never forget.

It's Showtime, she thought.

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