Chapter 2
Ginny sat up impossibly fast from her bed, snarling like an animal. She searched the room for the poor creature that dared to smack her in the head with a pillow, planning the slowest way possible to kill them. Her eyes focussed on a certain bushy-haired girl, her had her arms folded across her chest with a look of annoyance on her face.
"What the hell, Hermione? You know I don't do wakeup calls!" growled Ginny. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Oh shut it. You said you were going to talk to me last night but I never saw you," replied Hermione in an exasperated tone. She grabbed a t-shirt and pair of jeans and threw them in Ginny's face. "Hurry up. I want to know everything." Ginny huffed as she intentionally dressed herself slowly, much to Hermione's chagrin. Just as she finished putting her t-shirt on, Hermione grabbed her arm with a vice-like grip and pulled her out of her room.
Ginny sighed in frustration as she was (quite literally) dragged by Hermione to the older girl's dorm. Hermione quickly checked to see if the room was clear of Gryffindor's infamous gossip girls, Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown, before she all but threw Ginny onto her bed.
"OI! I'm more fragile than I look," growled Ginny as she straightened herself. Hermione ignored the comment and plopped herself down on the bed next to Ginny and folded her arms across her chest.
"Alright, spill the beans," demanded Hermione. "What's going on with you and Harry?" Ginny sighed again.
"Well, the other night while you and Ron were arguing again, Harry decided to come and sit next to me to work on his essay," began Ginny. She took a deep breath and continued. "Anyway, we got to talking about Voldemort and how everyone's been acting all depressed and started coming up with some ideas that could help cheer everyone up. We were thinking about a good game of Quidditch but Harry thought that it had to involve everyone."
"Harry thought of something that didn't involve Quidditch?" asked Hermione, perplexed. Ginny grinned.
"I know, weird huh? Anyway I asked him what he liked to do for fun at his relatives' house and he started to say something but he didn't finished and started getting excited over something. Then he..." Ginny trailed off, her face turning bright red. Hermione poked Ginny in the ribs to get her attention.
"He what Ginny?" asked Hermione. Ginny didn't answer right away though as she looked past Hermione, staring at the bedpost.
"He uh... er... hekissedme," Ginny said quickly. Hermione blinked.
"He WHAT?!" bellowed Hermione. Ginny flushed with embarrassment again, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear as her head bowed to look at the floor.
"He kissed me," repeated Ginny, slower this time. She looked up to see Hermione, who was practically jumping on the bed with excitement.
"He did? Oh Ginny, that's WONDERFUL!" squealed Hermione. "On the lips?" she asked. Ginny shook her head.
"No, on the cheek but bloody hell I couldn't move for ten minutes cause I was in shock!" said Ginny. She thought for a moment. "I'm really confused about how he thinks of me, because it seemed he just kissed me cause he was so excited and caught up in the moment." Hermione rolled her eyes, despite the massive smile on her face.
"Ginny, if Harry kissed you, whether it was on the lips or the cheek or whether he did it on purpose or not, it still means that he's thinking something good about you," said the older girl. "He may be the best dueler in Hogwarts and go toe to toe with Voldemort, but he sure is thick when it comes to feelings. Give him time, eventually he'll come around." Ginny beamed at her best friend.
"Thanks Hermione," she said happily.
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Harry couldn't have been more happier. Having received confirmation from the Weasley twin's on his purchase and having been told that his package would be arriving within the week, he had decided to skip Herbology and head for the Gryffindor common room to find a suitable spot where he could place his gift to the students of Gryffindor. Giving the password to the Fat Lady (Blast-Ended Skrewt) He walked into the common room. Having a look around he saw a small group of third years huddled together as they played a game of Exploding Snap.
Grateful for them being distracted, it allowed Harry to walk around the room without drawing attention to himself. He walked over to the far corner on his right and surveyed it. There were a few desks and chairs in the corner, but he worried that someone would mess with his gift and break it. He walked away unsatisfied and tried to find another spot. Twenty minutes later, Harry sighed in frustration. He'd checked just about every nook and cranny in the common room for somewhere to put his present, to no avail.
Harry made his way over to the stairs to the boys' dormitory, running his hand through his already messed up hair. He walked past the fireplace but did a double take at the last second. Harry studied the mantlepiece over the roaring fire. It possessed a couple of peculiar objects (of which Harry couldn't name for the life of him), but other than that it seemed rather bland. Harry grinned, knowing just what to put on the mantlepiece.
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Classes past by slowly for Ginny. Being a fifth year, the pressure of O.W.L's, homework and Quidditch had given almost zero time to relax and enjoy herself. Today, however was one of those days of relaxation. She had declined Ron's offer to go and play Quidditch, choosing instead to sit outside under a tree by the lake and read an old romance novel.
Bloody Shakespeare, thought Ginny. Only a Muggle raised in the Wizarding World would think it would make for a romantic story if everybody died. Unfortunately, thought Ginny, these days it's most likely everyone would die. She was so engrossed in her novel that she failed to notice a certain green-eyed, raven haired wizard approach.
Harry plopped himself down next to Ginny, causing her to throw her book into the air in fright which made Harry burst into laughter.
"Harry! What the bloody hell do you think you're doing?!" screamed Ginny as she folded her arms in front of her, glaring at the Boy-Who-Lived. Of course, this only caused Harry to roll on the grass, laughing even harder. Unfortunately, he failed to remember Ginny's infamous temper and was hit across the head with her book. Harry squealed in annoyance, rubbing his forehead.
"Geez Ginny you need to calm down. I didn't do that on purpose," exclaimed Harry in annoyance.
"Well that's what you get for sneaking up on me," retorted Ginny.
"I wasn't sneaking up on you I thought you already knew I was coming. Besides, it's not my fault you were concentrating so hard on that little novel of your's." Ginny only huffed in annoyance, mainly because she knew Harry was right.
"What are you doing here?" asked Ginny. Harry shrugged as he lay back against the tree the were sitting under, bringing his hands behind his head and closing his eyes.
"Just came to see where my favourite redhead was," replied Harry in a casual tone. Had he had his eyes open, Harry would have seen the look of shock on Ginny's face. Shaking herself from her surprise, Ginny smiled.
"Oh really? I thought Ron was your favourite?" she teased. Harry opened his eyes, looked at Ginny and smirked.
"Let me rephrase that: you're my favourite female redhead," said Harry. Ginny pretended to look thoughtful for a moment.
"I thought Ron was a girl," she said lightly, causing Harry to chuckle.
"True, but then we'd have some pretty bad news to deliver to Hermione, wouldn't we?" he replied. Ginny laughed at that. They sat together in companionable silence for a few minutes as Ginny continued to read her book, whilst Harry continued to rest lazily against the tree.
"Harry?" Ginny finally asked.
"Yeah Gin?" he replied.
"When are you going to tell me what you're planning with the twins?" Harry's eyes opened at that, resting on Ginny's beautiful face.
"Don't you worry your pretty head about that, Miss Weasley, you'll find out soon enough," he said in a casual, yet teasing tone. Ginny grunted in annoyance at that before an idea came to her. She smirked at Harry, edging slightly closer to the boy.
"Oh really? And what would it take to get you to tell me before everyone else?" asked Ginny in an innocent tone. However, Harry recognised that a the tone she used before something like a prank or a Bat-Bogey Hex happened, usually to one of her many brothers. His eyes widened in terror, frantically searching for an escape. Finding no escape route, Harry gulped audibly.
"I, er... it's supposed to be a secret," Harry said quickly, unaware that Ginny was almost right on top of him. Ginny smiled seductively, sending Harry's brain into overdrive. Merlin, if she only knew what she does to me, he thought.
"I promise I won't tell anyone," whispered Ginny, her face mere inches from Harry's. Unaware of what he was doing, Harry leant forward and closed his eyes, trying to close the distance between him and the fiery beauty that was practically sitting on his lap.
SPLAT! Suddenly Harry's face was completely covered in dirt. Did she just bloody throw dirt in my face?
"AHA! That's what you get for keeping secrets from me, Potter!" yelled Ginny heartily before she stood up and took off back to the castle. It took Harry a few seconds before he shook the dirt from his head and leapt after her, screaming, "You'll pay for that, Weasley!"
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Saturday couldn't have arrived quick enough for Harry. On Thursday he had received a letter from the Weasley twins informing him that his package would be arriving that Saturday morning, so Harry was determined to get to breakfast as soon as possible.
Harry sat next to Neville Longbottom across from Hermione and Ron, who as was custom were bickering like an old married couple (though, if you asked Harry, that's exactly what was going to end up happening). He remained out of the argument however, instead engaging in light conversation with Neville. His breakfast was largely untouched however, which Hermione noticed.
"Harry, you haven't eaten anything," she said sternly, interrupting Ron's tirade. Harry merely shrugged.
"I'm just a little nervous, that's all," Harry replied skeptically. Hermione, being Hermione, was about to press him for more before being interrupted by the arrival of Ginny.
"Hi everyone!" she said happily. She snuck a quick glance at Harry, who mouthed 'thank you' to her. Ginny returned a small smile before turning to the others.
"What's up with you?" demanded Ron. "You're never happy in the morning." Ginny scowled at her older brother.
"What? Am I not allowed to wake up in a good mood or anything?" growled Ginny, fiddling with her wand. Ron immediately took the hint and shut up, bowing his head in fear. Ginny smirked in satisfaction. She piled her plate with bacon and eggs, shoving a piece of buttered toast into her mouth. Hermione pursed her lips in disapproval at Ginny's manners, whereas Ron completely ignored her. Harry, on the other hand, grinned at Ginny's actions. He knew she was doing it to annoy Hermione and nodded his head in approval.
He was disturbed from his thoughts at the sight of three owls struggling to carry large package. Harry immediately sat up straight and grabbed the package from the owls. The owls all but collapsed on the table in exhaustion, much to the chagrin of Neville because one of them had fallen into his plate. Harry completely ignored them and stared at the heavy item in his lap, grinning like a madman. Ron grunted in annoyance at the owls before resuming his breakfast. Hermione and Ginny took pity on the poor birds and fed them some bacon and a goblet of water.
"I have to go," proclaimed Harry. He stood up quickly before swinging the still wrapped package over his shoulder, departing the Great Hall. His friends, among others, stared blankly after him.
"What's going on?" Hermione asked Ginny. The redheaded girl could only shrug, just as confused as everyone else.
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The first thing Ginny noticed upon entering the Gryffindor common room was that everyone was crowding around the fireplace. She pushed her way through the small crowd and saw... what the hell is that?
It looked like a large Wizarding Wireless mounted on the top of the mantlepiece, but there were so many other buttons and nobs on it. There was also a light, which showed Muggle digital time. Large spherical shapes dominated the sides, their purpose eluding Ginny, and apparently every other non-Muggle-born person here. She looked around and noticed several Muggle-born kids whispering excitedly amongst each other. Colin Creevey looked especially excited, literally bouncing on his feet. Her warm brown eyes fell upon a pair of emerald eyes, which were locked on her. Harry smiled from his seat before getting up and making his way over to Ginny.
"Do you like it?" he asked when he got close enough to her.
"I would if I knew what it was," replied Ginny. Her eyes then widened in surprise. "Wait, this was you and the twins were working on?" she asked. Harry smirked before taking her hand and leading her over to the strange device.
He's holding my hand!
No, really?
Oh shut up my sarcastic side.
If Harry saw Ginny blush redder than a tomato, he didn't acknowledge it. Instead, he stopped walking when he stood right in front of the fireplace, smiling at himself. Harry then turned to face the rest of the crowd, raising his hands in the air to silence everyone.
"This is a Muggle stereo," Harry began once everyone had quietened down. "It's the Muggle equivalent of a Wizarding Wireless, but with some modification. Thanks to the good people down at Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, this stereo can also tune into the Wizarding Wireless, and no longer requires having to be plugged into a power socket to work. If you have any questions regarding what a power socket, I'm sure Hermione Granger can help you," he said, winking at Hermione. She blushed in embarrassment, which caused Ron to burst out laughing. "To get it to work, simply tap it with your wand and state what song you wish to hear, be it a Wizarding or Muggle song. Tap it twice to turn it off. This dial here," continued Harry, pointing to a large dial on the right-hand side of the stereo, "is the volume dial. Just twist it to the right to increase the volume, and to the left to turn it down. Another cool feature thanks to Mr. Weasley and Mr. Weasley, is that when you tap the stereo three times, only you, and if you wish, your friends can hear whatever song you choose. This stereo can also play multiple songs at once, so you won't have to worry about waiting in line. However, I should warn you that if too many songs play at one time the stereo may explode." This caused a few scattered laughs to go around. "Any questions?" Harry asked.
Katie Bell raised her hand. "Yes, Katie," Harry said, pointing to the seventh-year Chaser.
"What are Fred and George calling it?" she asked. Harry smiled.
"Ah yes. I believe they're considering calling it 'Weasley's Wireless,' but I'm not one hundred percent sure," he answered. Another hand was raised, this time from a short fourth year boy.
"Why did you get this?" he asked, which was followed by a few nods and murmurs of agreement. Harry's smile faltered slightly as he ran his fingers through his already messy hair.
"Well, don't take this the wrong way but everyone's been looking really down lately, what with Voldemort," he ignored the gasps in the room, "so I thought it would be a good idea to help the Weasley twins make this. You know, to get people's spirit's lifted," Harry said awkwardly. Fortunately, everyone seemed to accept it, and demands for Harry to test it out were soon ringing through the common room. Harry grinned and tapped his wand once on the Weasley's Wireless, turned the volume up and whispered the name of the song so no one could hear. He then waved his wand, which caused many couches, tables and chairs to move to the side, creating a makeshift dance floorThe tune began to play, the familiar tone sending the Muggle-borns into fits of excitement. Some of the girl's grabbed their friends and pulled them onto the open space, essentially forcing them to dance.
Ain't no mountain high,
Ain't no valley low,
Ain't no river wide enough baby.
Some of the Muggle-borns began singing along to the popular Muggle song, swaying to the music. Ginny smiled widely at her fellow Gryffindors dancing and enjoying themselves. She saw Hermione drag a reluctant Ron onto the dance floor, wrapping her arms around her boyfriend's neck. Ginny felt a tap on her shoulder and she turned to face a beaming Harry, who's eyes locked onto her's.
"May I have this dance, Miss Weasley?" he asked in a polite, albeit mocking tone. Ginny's eyes widened in surprise. Since when did Harry dance?
Oh just hurry up and dance with him before you blow your chance! Ginny decided to follow her's head's advice and grabbed Harry's hand, pulling towards the dance floor. Harry grabbed her other hand and they began swaying back and forth. Both Harry and Ginny laughed, thoroughly enjoying each other's company.
Just call my name,
I'll be there in a hurry,
You don't have to worry,
Cause baby don't you know that there
Ain't no mountain high enough!
Harry and Ginny were having so much fun dancing that they failed to notice that everyone had stopped and were staring at them. Some people, like Ron, were staring at them with confused looks on their faces whereas others, like Hermione, gave them knowing looks.
Harry stared into Ginny's eyes, captivated by the emotions beaming through the warm brown depths. Ginny saw the same emotions playing through Harry's emerald green irises, and she wanted to look closer. Harry's eyes briefly dated to Ginny's lips, unconsciously wetting his with his tongue. Both leaned towards each other, urged forward by instinct and love. Harry hesitated for a moment, but Ginny made the first move, crashing her lips together with his.
A thousand thoughts played through Harry's mind at once, but Harry ignored them and kissed Ginny back. His arms wrapped around Ginny's waist, pulling her closer. Ginny's arms made their way around Harry's neck, her hands gripping the hair on the back of his head. For one blissful moment, their worlds were focussed on each other. No Voldemort, no exams, no Quidditch, just each other and the love they were pouring into each other through their kiss. In that moment Harry knew that there really was no mountain high enough for him to reach the beautiful redhead in his embrace.
They were pulled back into reality by the sound of someone clearing their throat. Breaking apart, Harry saw Ron smirking (albeit in an uncomfortable way) at the couple. "It's about bloody time!" he exclaimed before yelping as Hermione smacked him across the head. Other people around the common room murmured their agreement to Ron's exclamation, and others even cheered at the new relationship blossoming before their eyes. Harry and Ginny both blushed furiously at the attention they were receiving, though they never let go of one another.
Eventually the excitement died down and people returned to their studying or hanging out, though the Weasley's Wireless continued to play in the background. Harry grabbed Ginny's hand, smiling goofily as he dragged his gorgeous new girlfriend towards the exit. They could continue their dance elsewhere, away from prying eyes. He knew some excellent broom cupboards hadn't been receiving any attention recently!
Fin.
A/N thanks for reading guys! Now I know I haven't been paying attention to my other stories recently, but honestly I've come down with some serious writer's block with them. I know exactly how they're going to go, but I've just found it impossible to execute them the way I want to so for now I'm putting them on a major hiatus. I've got another story in the works rights now, but it's another Harry Potter fic. Anyways hope you guys enjoyed this short story and keep an eye out for my new story coming out soon!
