I was sitting at home reading a romance book Hermione had recommended. At first I thought it would be gay, but it's actually really good. It's about a girl who loves in love at a young age and the guy is her brother's best friend. Soon he fell in love her and kissed her in front of their friends. Her brother was angry as first and looked as if he'd been hit over the head with a broom. And in the end they ended up together and had a little girl called Lily. Somehow, I think Hermione wrote this and made it look like someone else wrote it. She made this book about Harry and me. Harry. Oh, how I miss him.
As I thought this, I heard a faint, "Accio Ginny Weasley." And next thing I knew I flying through the air and handed in Harry's arms. The impact of me landing in Harry's arms made him fall over. He moaned and I rolled off him. And he rolled on top of me and kissed me softly and then when it started to get heated I heard a gasp and suddenly Harry was pulled off me and I was pulled up and Harry was in mum's arms in a bone crushing hug. Ron was trying to pry Harry off mum and when he was able to breathe again, I got a look at Harry. He had a cut on his cheek and I noticed he was resting his left ankle. I went up to him and hugged him carefully and whispered in his ear, "After mum's finished with you come to my room." He whispered his agreement and left so mum could fix him.
I walked up to my room and put on my pyjamas and snuggled into bed. Harry came in a few minutes later, walking properly and his cut had been stitched. He walked over to me and climbed into bed after taking off his clothes, but leaving on his boxers. We just hugged and were staring at the stars out of the window.
"Ginny?'
"Yea?" I said turning to him.
"I love you, always…"
"And forever… I love you too."
"Ginny? Will you marry me?"
"Forever." And we kissed slowly at first and then…