Fire of the Phoenix

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Chapter19 Christmas wishes

Dancing the dark, middle of the night

Taking your heart and holding it tight

Emotional touch touching my skin

Asking you to do what you've been doing over again

Oh it's a beautiful thing, don't think I could keep it all in

I just got to let you know, what is that won't let me go

It's your love

It's done something to me

Sends a shock right through me

I cant' get enough

If you wonder about the spell I'm under

It's your love.

By; Faith Hill and Tim McGraw

Time was passing by at an alarming rate. The red and gold leaves on the trees quickly fell off. Snow and bitter cold filled the air. The cold and dampness seeped through the stone of the castle walls. All the students were huddling by fireplaces and casting warming charms on themselves. Even though the cold was biting, nothing could stop the excitement the students felt. The Christmas Holidays were coming soon. In the Great Hall, all you could see were festive trees and decorations. The Christmas Ball was also coming up.

Harry couldn't wait for the next weekend to come. He was alone in the Room of Requirement, just trying to think a little. He needed to find the perfect gift for Ginny. Even though he had gotten Ginny dress robes for Christmas, he couldn't wait to go get her more presents. Harry was staring out the window, gazing at the deep snow. Ginny entered the room quietly and came up behind him. She snaked her arms around his chest, and Harry felt a warmth burn through him. "Do you want to go to Hogsmeade this weekend, Gin?"

"Of course love, as long as I don't get any detentions." Ginny smiled at him coyly.

"You better not you little imp. If you do I'm going to be forced tickle you for being bad." Harry pulled her closer to steal a kiss. He swore every kiss got better and better.

"Harry?"

"Hmmn?"

"What do you want from Christmas?"

"I don't know, just to have a fun filled day with you, without interruptions."

Ginny looked at him thoughtfully. "Well, Mr. Potter, I suppose I could arrange something for us. Are you sure that's all you want?"

"Gin, what more can I ask? Just save all your dances for me at the ball."

"Well, Harry, I guess I have a tall order to fill. I'll see what I can do for you." She leaned in closer, for another kiss.

"Ginny?"

"Yeah?"

"What do you want for Christmas?"

"What I really want, hmmm." Ginny pretended to be in a deep thought. "I know. I've got it." I just want you to save all your kisses for me."

"Wow, that's real a hard one Gin," Harry teased her. "Don't you already know all my kisses belong to you?"

She blushed, "Well, yeah, but I wanted to hear you say it."

Harry just pulled her close to him. He breathed in a subtle vanilla smell from her hair. He felt content just to sit back and hold her. Words were not needed, just each other's touch.

They spent a while like that. Not talking, not moving, but yet enjoying the closeness of each other.

"Harry?"

"Yeah Gin?"

"I wish we could stay this way always."

"I wish we could too Gin." Harry tightened his arms around her waist. "We can spend the rest of the day together, just us."

"That sounds like a plan to me, but what are we going to eat?" She asked, the Weasley love for food in her was coming out.

"This is the Room of Requirement. So all we have to do is walk out, and make another request."

Harry laughed, and shook his head. Ginny quickly swatted him playfully. They walked out of the room and began to speak. " We need a room that has food, but is also very comfortable. Nothing too formal, please."

A new doorway appeared to the left, and Harry opened it for Ginny. "After you Mademoiselle."

"I didn't know you knew any French, Harry."

"I had to take it for two years in muggle school, before I came to Hogwarts. Besides that's pretty basic."

Well, I guess I had better spend the rest of the day learning all about you Monsieur." Ginny brushed a stray lock of hair out of his eyes.

Harry pulled her hand to his and gave it a swift kiss and laughed. "We got nothing but time. I want to hear all about you too."

"Sounds fair to me," replied Ginny, while pulling Harry back into the room.

Ginny gasped, as she looked around. "Impressive, huh?"

Harry could only nod his head. The room was decorated in red and gold, the Gryffindor colors. The fire was burning brightly in the fireplace. There was a table for two loaded with shepard pie and treacle tarts. There were also two flasks of pumpkin juice. In front of the fireplace was a comfortable looking sofa and several chairs. The room held such comfortable warmth that even the best decorators wouldn't be able to improve on it.

Harry pulled out a chair for Ginny, and she sat down gracefully. Harry settled down across from her, and they quietly ate. Ginny broke the silence. "So, what was your favorite childhood memory?"

"Well," Harry began slowly. "I didn't have many, especially growing up with the Dursley's. There is one that always stands out though. It was when I went to the zoo for Dudley's 11th Birthday. It was shortly before I found out I was a wizard. Anyways, Dudley was looking at a boa constrictor snake. He kept pounding on the glass, telling the snake to move. He finally got bored and walked away. I went over and started talking to the snake. I was so surprised when the snake started to speak back to me. Dudley saw me talking to the snake and pushed me out of the way. I just stared at the glass, wishing for it to disappear, and it did. The snake escaped, and Dudley fell into the snake's pit. When he tried to get out, the glass reappeared, and Dudley was trapped in there."

Harry laughed softly to himself remembering that memory. "What about you?"

"My favorite memory is the one where you rescued me from the Chamber of Secrets. I thought I was dead. Then I woke up and saw you. You became my own personal knight in shining armor that day." Ginny felt her blushing at the memory, and was just realizing she called Harry her knight in shining armor.

Harry recognized that she was feeling a little uncomfortable, and decided to change the subject. "Gin? Are you done eating because you're just staring at that empty plate like it was the main course?" Harry teased her gently. "Do you want to play some wizards chess?"

"Yeah, sure, be prepared to lose. I sometimes can give Ron a pretty good game."

Maybe I'll give you some competition Gin. You never know, I may surprise you."

"Harry, you never stop surprising me, but to make this interesting, let's make a bet. If I win the game, I get choose something I want from you. If you win you get to do the same. Deal?"

"Just remember, I'll hold you to your word Miss Weasley."

"Just as I'll hold you to yours, Mr. Potter. Do you want the black or white pieces?"

"I'll take black, you can have the white."

They settled on the rug in front of the fire. At first, the game started out slowly. As time went on, the game grew more intense. Ginny turned out to be as almost good as Ron, and Harry began to worry about losing the game. Ginny took his rook, and his prospects were looking grim. He managed to capture her knight with his queen. "Hah, I gotcha," Harry exclaimed.

Ginny looked at him with a smug smile on her face. "No you don't 'got' me. I used that knight as a decoy, so you would leave your king exposed. Now my bishop can take your king, checkmate."

"Damn, I should have seen that coming. What do you want from me Miss Weasley?"

Well, first thing I want you to do is snog me senseless. Next, I want you to take me flying on your broom, after the ball."

Harry leaned over to her and whispered, "Done."

He quickly closed any distance between them. God, why did she have to be so beautiful, he thought. Harry gently brushed away a strand of hair that was hanging on her face. He began to gently kiss her. She responded back with such passion that it blew him away. He didn't know if it was possible, but he seemed to love her more with each passing second. Ginny began to play with the hair at the nape of his neck. He felt a familiar tingle go down his spine. Harry knew he would never feel this way about anyone else. The idea thrilled, and terrified him at the same time. She rolled over on top of him. Her fiery hair surrounded his face, in a curtain of lushness. Ginny started to unbutton Harry's robes. His mind just shut down.

A crash of the door being slammed open brought them back to reality. They looked up to see a red faced indignant Ron walking towards them, clenching his fists. Harry looked at Ginny they both together said, "Oh shit!"

"What the bloody hell do you think you are doing to my sister Potter?"

TBC

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