Chapter 11 : The Aftermath (part one)
Ginny woke up in Harry's arms. She sighed and looked down at her left hand. The events of yesterday were stuck in her head like a terrific dream. She felt Harry stir in his sleep. He kissed her shoulder.
"Good morning beautiful." He whispered as he kissed her shoulder again. Ginny smiled. She turned around under her sheets and snuggled into Harry's chest.
"Who says it has to be morning?" She asked playfully as she remembered last night. Harry chuckled as he slid hands down to her waist. Ginny smiled as she wrapped her arms around Harry's neck.
"What's that look for?" He asked her amused.
"Nothing, I just realized that I am going to be Mrs. Potter." She sighed. Harry laughed at this.
"You don't say? Well Mrs. Potter, what are your plans for the day?" Harry asked her as he traced circles along her lower back. This sent chills up and down Ginny's bare back but she liked the feeling. She thought for a moment before remembering what the day was.
"Oh Damnit!" She said into Harry's chest. "I'm cooking breakfast for Ron and me!" Harry looked a bit confused but amused more so.
"Every weekend I make breakfast for Ron and me! We eat and catch up on our news and spend the whole day together! He's going to be here any minute!" She leapt from the bed and searched for some of her own clothes, and throwing Harry's boxers at him from across the room.
"I'll be right back," She sighed as she slipped out of her room. As if timed to that moment, Ron apparated into her flat. Ginny jumped at the slight pop that he had made.
"Gin you alright?" He asked as he stepped forward. Ginny went pale and then blushed, and finally looked away.
'Me, I'm fine, nothing wrong here," She said, a little too fast. She took Ron's cloak and hung it on the wall peg. On her way back to the living room she thought to herself, Clam down old girl, just tell him you're not feeling well, lie, and get him out of your flat! As soon as she re-entered her living room a loud "thump" was heard from the bed room. That git! He's supposed to be keeping quiet! He's going to get us caught! Ginny thought frantically.
"What was that?" Ron asked curiously.
"What was what?" Ginny answered absentmindedly frozen to the spot.
"That noise, what was it?" Ron said as he moved to her bedroom door. Ginny's mind raced looking for an excuse for the unusual sound.
"That, that was a … well a boggart! YES! A boggart! Just showed up a day ago. I've been meaning to just pop in there and get rid of him, nasty little bugger if you ask me." Ginny said, silently congratulating herself on her cleverness. Ron continued towards his sister's room.
"Oh, a boggart, I'll just get him for you Gin." Damnit Now what? Her mind searched for more excuses.
"Ron, I can get it really, after all…it's only a…a boggart." She said blocking her door. But still Ron pushed past her.
"Nonsense, I'll get it, I insist." He opened her door only to find himself shocked at the sight lain before him. Ron's jaw dropped as he stood in front of his best friend, who stood in only his boxers.
"Ha…Harry" He stammered. This is going to be a long day, I need a drink already. Ginny thought
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