A/N: I'm very happy with the responds I got for that one short chappy. )

Disclaimer: I still don't own Harry Potter, but one of these days man . . .

Harry and Ginny's first walk around the lake.

Chapter 2: Serious Talks and Serious Snogging

Harry led Ginny out of the common room, trying his best to ignore the looks from his fellow Gryffindors on the way out. Hermione was beside herself with excitement, where as Dean looked as though he wanted nothing more than to tear Harry's head off. With a deep breath to control his emotions, Harry opened the portrait door for Ginny and followed her out, his lips still tingling with their recent kiss.

They were silent on their way to the Great Hall, occasionally glancing at one another before looking away with a small smile and a blush. Harry found it strange seeing her blush again, it had been about two years since she last did that in front of him. He never realized he missed it until then . . .

'I always knew you liked making an entrance, but I must admit I never expected that.'

Harry jumped slightly, having just been in a complete trance due to the silence. They had reached the lake now and were standing beside a tree to provide shade. Harry smiled at Ginny's words, feeling his face heat up with a slight embarrassment. 'Well, you know me; I never like to plan things.' He smirked, but wasn't entirely sure why. Suddenly feeling a bit like Draco Malfoy, he turned away from her quickly and began to stare at the lake.

'I know,' she admitted. 'From experience I know, just thinking of last year for one.' Ginny's face fell, and Harry knew she was thinking of the Department of Mysteries. She looked down, shame playing all over her face. 'I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring it up-'

'It's ok,' Harry said quickly. 'Don't be sorry, it's a good example of my recklessness.'

Ginny met Harry's eyes, her own filled with a sort of taunting laughter, 'I wouldn't call what you did today . . . reckless.' She gave him a lopsided smile which made Harry feel as though he swallowed an anvil, 'Surprising, yes, but reckless? Nah, at least not to me,' she looked away, pink tingeing her cheeks.

'I missed that,' Harry admitted, rubbing his thumb against her warm cheek.

'What?' Ginny asked, slightly breathless with his touch.

'Your blushing,' he replied simply.

Ginny raised her eyebrows. 'Is that it Potter, you know I did a hell of a lot of blushing before this and you didn't say anything.'

Although her words were harsh, Harry could hear the playfulness within them. 'I know. I'm sorry I didn't.'

Ginny took Harry's hand in her own and turned him towards her. She bit her lip, as though internally debating something, and then kissed him. Caught off guard, Harry was reluctant to respond, but eventually found his way. In the back of his mind, Harry wondered how he ever enjoyed the one kiss he shared with Cho Chang. However lovely it was, she had nothing on Ginny Weasley.

They broke a part, but their faces stayed close together. Ginny wore a slightly dazed expression which Harry knew he also had on. They stayed silent for a moment, Harry enjoying the warmth he felt in every inch of his body, before Ginny sighed softly. 'What is it?' he asked her, surprised at his ability to speak when he felt as though he could hardly stand.

She smiled, their foreheads touching, and said, 'I never thought I'd be able to do that without you running away.'

Under his glee rose a new emotion, one that ate at his insides, filling him with complete regret. 'I'm sorry Ginny,' he said, closing his eyes, unable to look into hers. 'I'm sorry I didn't, you know, notice you sooner.' He sighed, 'Merlin I'm so thick . . .'

Ginny giggled, 'Yes, you really are Harry.' She laughed then, and Harry, feeling it would be the only way to quiet her, kissed her soft lips again. She silenced immediately.

It took them longer to part this time, and when they did, both were completely out of breath. 'So,' Harry began randomly, 'how was the game?'

The whole 'in-the-head' speech Ginny had been preparing about how she caught the snitch from under Cho Chang's nose, suddenly slipped her mind completely. The question, on Harry's part, was totally slapdash. They had just been innocently snogging, why couldn't he stick to that? Ginny's mind was entirely dazed and fogging, the taste that was Harry still intriguing her beyond reason. She looked at Harry who was patiently waiting for her answer. 'It was,' Ginny paused, unable to speak, and she silently reminded herself that she had been able to talk for a few years now. '. . . er . . . good.'

Harry snorted, which annoyed Ginny greatly. It wasn't her fault she had lost the ability to speak properly after all. 'That's it?' he asked. 'Just good?' Ginny shrugged, wondering why this answer of hers wasn't good enough for him. Rather than badger her further, Harry chose to smirk instead. 'Didn't it feel more than good to catch the snitch before Cho again?'

Ginny smiled, she knew it must have been one of triumph as she looked into Harry's amused eyes. 'Of course it was!' she shouted with a slight jump, making a few passersby stare. As Harry laughed, Ginny's stomach did a summersault. 'What? I lost two blokes to her you know?'

Harry raised his eyebrows, 'Two?' he asked.

'Yes, two,' she answered. 'First there was you, then Michael . . . not that I'm complaining about him really, he was a complete prat sometimes. About a week before we split up he actually tried to get me in a broom cupboard with him.' Harry scowled, and Ginny was happy to see a little jealousy within his eyes. 'Oh don't worry, I didn't go,' she said quickly. 'I shoved him in by himself and locked the door. Didn't let him out for a week,' Ginny smirked evilly, the entire incident replaying in her head. 'Then of course right after I let him out he was a bit . . . angry I suppose.'

Harry let out a low whistle, 'Remind me to never tick you off,' he said with a slightly frightened look, but underneath Ginny saw a hint of relief knowing she didn't snog Michael Corner in a broom cupboard. With a more serious attitude Harry added, 'And you didn't lose me to Cho Ginny . . .'

With narrowed eyes Ginny eyed him slightly. She knew he was feeling guilty, which only made her feel the same. She smiled reassuringly, 'I know, I only did for a time. Then, you realized she was nothing but a crybaby.'

Harry laughed, 'That's quite true.' He sighed and sat down, leaning his back against the tree. Ginny did the same, and rested her head on his shoulder. Harry smiled down at her, making Ginny's heart pound somewhere in her throat. He wrapped his arm around her, and she laid her head upon his chest. 'So, how magnificent was your catch?'

Ginny giggled, feeling lightheaded from being so close to the love of her life, although she would never say that out loud. 'I wouldn't call it magnificent really. If it was, it's just because Cho doesn't pay attention to the game. Maybe if she didn't have her head so far up her-'

Harry listened to Ginny's replay of the Qudditch game with amusement. He enjoyed the feeling of being so close to her, although he'd probably never say that out loud. They stayed in front of the lake together for a long time, never running out of things to talk about, which was something Harry could never say about Cho Chang.

A/N: Sorry this took so long to get out, 'twas me birthday yesterday, and I've been crazy busy with work. I promise the next one won't take that long! ) Thanks to all who reviewed.