Ginny's POV

Ginny Weasley woke up with a pounding headache. Her eyes were still closed and as she was about to open them she felt an arm wrap around her stomach... her bare stomach. She then realised her whole body was naked.

What had she done last night?

She remembered being late to Ron's birthday and then drinking... and some more drinking, with someone. But who?

She then suddenly remembered... it was Harry. Harry Potter. She slept with freaking Harry Potter.

Shit. Shit. Shit!

She felt Harry stir besides her and then he suddenly pulled back from her and she felt him sit up.

"What the hell did we do last night?" He asked himself while looking around for his glasses.

"I'm guessing we shagged." Ginny sat up, grabbed his glasses from the nightstand and handed it to him.

"Thanks." He mumbled. "We should talk about this."

'Can we not?' She thought "um yeah... we should." After a minute of awkward silence she spoke up "How about we discuss it over breakfast?"

"Yeah sure." He said. She pulled the sheet to cover herself and leaned over the bed to grab her clothes off the floor, but being her clumsy self she almost fell over until Harry grabbed her wrist to stop her from falling. Which ended up with her on top of him with one hand on her chest preventing the sheets to slip off and the other hand on his chest. She was staring right into her eyes and she was staring right back.

When she realised how close they were she stumbled out of bed and towards her bathroom.

"You can change in the bathroom after me. The first door to the right." She said pointing to the bathroom door and Harry nodded.

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Harry's POV

'I shagged Ginny Weasley.' was all that Harry Potter could think. He went into her bathroom and took a cold shower.

After we got done with his shower, he went into the kitchen. Ginny set two plates of with toast on the table. She noticed that he had entered the kitchen.

"It's not the best breakfast you'll have in your life but it's all I know how to make." She said as she poured two cups of tea.

"It's the best toast I've ever had." He said as he took a bite of his toast. She snorted and handed him one of the cups. She sat down in the chair in front of him.

"So... I guess we should talk then?" He asked.

"I don't really think there's much to talk about. I mean we both got drunk and we ended up shagging." She said. "We were both drunk, so it was both of our fault. I say just forget about it."

"Uh... yeah... forget it." He said as he got up from the table. "I should get going. I'll be late for work."

"Oh okay." She said and stood up as well. "I'll walk you out."

They walked to the door. He turned the knob on the door and was about to walk out before she called his name.

"Harry." She said.

"Yeah?" He asked, a little hopeful something would happen.

"Uh... er- bye."

"Oh bye."

He opened the door but didn't walk out.

'You know what? This is already really awkward so I'm just going to do it! Just three words. Okay I can do this."

"Ginny." He said as she turned around to face her.

"Yeah?" He didn't know if he was imagining stuff but he thought he heard a little bit of hope for something in her voice.

'Okay here goes nothing.'

"I love you." He said and he saw her face light up.

"What?" She asked and he could tell she was trying not to smile. He took this as a good sign and continued.

"I love you." He repeated. "I've loved you ever since I first saw you at King's Cross. Although I might not have known it then but now I do. I love you. I loved you when you wrote that poem to me in second year."

"Oh it was horrible." She said while laughing.

"I loved it, I love you. I kept for some reason, all these years and I still have it. I didn't know why back then, but I do know now, because I love you. I hated it when I saw down in that Chamber, I was all my fault you were there, if I had just paid attention. I loved you when you made me that singing card, which I also kept by the way. I love you. I loved when you were the only one brave enough to knock some sense into me and tell to stop being a stupid prat."

"Someone had to do it." She said as tears fell freely down her cheeks.

"And I love you for doing that. I loved you when I first kissed you. I love you. I hate myself for letting you walk away that day. I wanted to run after you and tell you how much I love you. Because I do Ginny, I really do. I love you." He finally finished.

She ran towards him with the same blazing look in her eyes that she had when he had first kissed her. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. She felt like she was sixteen again.

They pulled away adn he put his forehead on hers.

"I love you." He said one more time.

"I know. It's what you've been telling me for the past ten minutes." She said. "I love you too. I always have and I always will."

He kissed her this time. They broke apart and she said,

"You're going to be late for work."

"Fuck work. I'm Harry Bloody Potter."

She chuckled. "Bedroom?"

He just nodded in reply.

End

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Okay! I finally ended this story yay! For a while I had absolutely no idea on how to finish it but then I re-watched 'High School Musical: the Musical: the Series' and I got inspiration from the 'I love you' at the end. So I hope you enjoyed this story. Bye!