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Chapter 3- Love's in the Air

Ginny's Point of View

Ron had given Harry the key to his trunk so he could get Ron's broom out for me to practice on. Why? I'm not sure.

Harry had his Firebolt in his left hand and Ron's Cleansweeper in his right when he reentered the Common Room. I was in front of the fire reading a book, and looked at him like he was nuts.

"What are you doing?" I asked him shakily. He gave me one of those million dollar smiles and leaned over the sofa I was laying on. "I'm teaching you how to fly."

"No way," I said slamming my book shut and heading for my dormitory. Halfway up the stairs, he flew right in front of me, blocking the door. "Move Harry."

What's wrong Gin? Scared?" he asked in a taunting kind of way. "Yes, you have a problem with that?" I shouted, almost in tears. I turned around quickly and ran back down the stairs, hoping to get out of the portrait hole before he caught me.

Harry's Point Of View

Wait a minute. This whole thing was her idea. What did I do wrong? Walking down the stairs, I saw her reach for the portrait hole with tears streaming down her face in buckets.

I took my wand out quickly and locked the door so she couldn't get out. She banged on it a couple of times and turned her tear-stricken face back towards me. "Let me out Harry."

"What's wrong Gin?" I asked softly as I put the brooms on the floor and took a step towards her. When I was straight in front of her, I moved a small red curl away from her eye and cupped her cheek in my hand. "You can tell me anything." She was hiding something that fact was clear as day.

"I-," she started, but almost began crying again. "I'm afraid of broomsticks Harry." Her face was redder than her hair as she looked down at the floor.

For some strange reason, I wrapped my arms around her in a comforting embrace, and started to draw small circles with my fingers on the tense muscles on her back.

Ginny's Point Of View

At first, I was freaked out when Harry hugged me, but then it started to feel… well… right. When he started rubbing circles on my back, I seriously felt like I was in heaven.

I closed my eyes and leaned my head on Harry's shoulder, content with staying in this position for a while.

"You gonna tell me what happened?" he asked as he slowly lowered himself in a chair with me still in his arms. "It was a long time ago Harry." "Well I got all day."

"I was about 5. Mum and dad had just gotten Ron his first broom. Fred and George were testing it out. After George flew around with Ron, Fred flew around with me. Of course, Fred was a stupid eight year old who held onto the broomstick instead of me. He leaned forward, the broom went straight, and I went soaring into a tree that was filled with pixies."

Harry didn't jump or stiffen or anything. He just sat there rubbing my back and leaning his head on mine. Somewhere along the way, his hand slid to my arm and began to drag his fingers up and down my arm causing goose bumps to form.

"Come on Gin," he whispered in my ear. "You know I'm not going to let you fall. Let me help you. Let's go flying."

I guess I was too much at peace to say no, because the next thing I know; I was mounted on Harry's broom with Harry sitting behind me. Truth be told I was completely frightened until he put his arm around me and told me to close my eyes.

Slowly, the broomstick began to rise off from the floor, dangling my feet in the air. I squinted my eyes, tight shut and was ready to jump off the broom.

"Relax Ginny," Harry said. His grip on me tightened a little, and he pulled me flesh against his chest again. "I'm right here. I'm not gonna let anything happen to you." I felt him squeeze me close so we could fit through the window. Wait… window? Oh my god, I'm really flying!

"Harry!" I shrieked when I opened my eyes and we were hovering over the greenhouse. Stupid boy just started laughing and soared higher and higher over Hogwarts.

"Harry let me down! Let me down!" I shrieked again. God, why won't he listen to me! "Harry seriously I'm scared!"

Very carefully, he slowed the broom down and used his wand less magic to hold it steady. His arms turned me around so I was facing him. He looked into my eyes and as quickly as it came, my fear disappeared.

"Do you think I'd really ever let anything happen to you?" he whispered. I shook my head, my eyes never leaving his. I don't know what it is, but something about those ocean blue eyes just make me melt and do whatever he wanted me to do.

Harry's Point of View

The dazed look in Ginny's eyes told me I did the right thing sending her that letter.

I wrapped my arms around her and gently tilted her head so it was resting comfortably on my shoulder. She gently nuzzled into my neck and started to fall asleep. To say I was shocked was an understatement. Ginny was leaning against me and falling asleep. It just felt… right.

"I think that's enough flying for one day, huh Gin?" I asked her when she was half in dreamland. She nodded her head and put her arm around my shoulders. Smiling, I held her tightly and slowly rode my broom into the Gryffindor Common Room.

When I entered, I laid Ginny down on the couch and went upstairs to put the brooms away. I came back down to talk to Ginny and saw her still sleeping on the couch.

Her long red hair was spread out around her head in little ringlets that began to turn golden in the June sunlight. She truly looked like the angel I had been searching for all my life, even though she was right in front of me the whole time.

Her eyes opened slowly and caught sight of me staring at her. She smiled at me and I smiled back at her.

"Come here," she whispered as she moved her legs from the couch and made room for me. I sat next to her and she pulled a small piece of parchment out of her pocket. I mentally sweat dropped as she took out her wand and disabled the forgery charm I put on it.

"Care to explain this Harry?" she asked, handing me the note. "Uh…" was all I could say to her. She smirked at me and took the note back when I hadn't said anything for a minute.

Ginny smiled at me and moved closer so she was staring right into my eyes. We stared at each other like that for what seemed like hours until she finally broke the silence.

"I know you wrote it Harry," she whispered. "What I don't know is if you're pulling my leg o not." She looked down at her hands in shame and allowed a silent tear to slide down her cheek, hoping I wouldn't see it. Tilting her chin up, I took a deep breath and spoke my heart.

"Ginny, I would never pull your leg that way. You're my only reason for living. I could never imagine living my life without you. The last three years have been hell for me because I had to be trapped with Cho because my pride was more important to me than what I felt in my heart. I'll admit it, I've been stupid and I've been arrogant. But let me make it up. For once in my life I'm following my heart and doing what I want to do. I love you Ginny. I'm not going to leave you. I'm never going to hurt you again. I love you too much."

By the time I was done, Ginny was crying, but I could tell they were tears of joy when she sat up and wrapped her arms around me. I knew then that nothing would be able to stop me now.

AN: Sorry about the long update, my finals are keeping me busy. Review and I'll have another chapter up by next week!