A/N So I'm on my moms laptop and I'm not used to the keys. On the good side though, I get to be right next to the wood stove and I am happy to say that I am warm for the first time today. Yay! Enjoy the Chapter. And if it is cold where you are, hope you stay warm! If it is warm/hot where you are……you're lucky! I almost said hate, but I don't really hate you, because you are reading my story.

Disclaimer: I disclaim ownership of Harry Potter, other characters, and this world.

I am dedicating this one to my sis, even though she does not read my stuff. May we forevermore use "bloody" either incorrectly or correctly. "Bloody brilliant!"

Ginny walked to the old outhouse where the brooms and Quidditch stuff was stored. She was extremely excited for this one; this one was bound to be special. This was the first one where she knew exactly where she was headed when she finished reading the clue. She opened the door and got out the chest that had the Quidditch balls in it. Lifting up the quaffle, Ginny found what she knew was there. The note was neatly folded with her name on the front. Obviously Harry wanted to make sure this one didn't get into the wrong hands, which was likely since the Weasley's had a habit of playing Quidditch whenever they wanted, any time, day or night. Bit annoying really. Ginny opened the note.

Ginny,

I love the way you kiss. I love how you take my breath away, make me forget everything, and make my knees go weak all at the same time. I'm not a wimpy man so making my knees go weak is quite a task, but you do it every time your lips meet mine. When I think about Quidditch, it reminds me of the first time we kissed. It was in the Gryffindor common room, I had just got back from detention with Snape and the team had just won the Quidditch cup, you came running forward and we kissed. In front of everyone. That is one of the happiest moments of my life. I will never forget how I felt those first few weeks when we were together. I just kept waiting for someone to wake me up and tell me that it was all a dream, that you were still together with Dean and that I had never kissed you in the common room. I'm so glad that it wasn't a dream. For your next clue, go warm up by the fire, then think about what you got yesterday for Christmas. Two hints: 1)The fire has nothing to do with the clue, but I'm sure you're cold so you can warm up while you think of the next clue. And 2)When you cry, you don't just cry teardrops, you cry green teardrops.

Harry

Ginny was amazed. That was the most thoughtful, romantic, and puzzling note she'd had yet. She never knew he could be so sweet. Now she was convinced that Harry had asked Hermione for help. She would have to thank Hermione when she saw her. Maybe she could buy her something next time she went somewhere with the Harpies. Maybe she would get her a fan when she was playing the Ñoños in Spain. Hermione seemed like the person who could use a fan.

That line about how she could make his knees go weak made her melt. She always melted when he said stuff like that. Her brothers could call her weak, but she didn't care, she was allowed to be a girl sometimes, wasn't she? Ginny reminisced about her first kiss with Harry while she put the quaffle back and headed inside to take Harry's advice and warm up by the fire.

She never would be able to tell anyone exactly how she had gotten into Harry's arms that day after winning the Quidditch Cup. It was as if she was in a trance, as if someone else was in control of her body, then while she was kissing Harry, it was as if no one had any control over her body at all. Then afterwards, she was in a permanent trance. She was also dreading the moment when she was forced to wake up and realize that it was all a dream. She had never realized that he had felt the same way that she had. Somehow, it made up for all that hurt she had gone through from the end of her 5th year to when they got back together after the war.

Harry watched the yard for signs of Ginny, she should be headed back outside soon, he thought, trying to remember the order in which he had set up the hunt. Harry smiled as he saw Ron and Hermione come out of the house, walking hand and hand. Ron had a slightly puzzled look on his face. Harry wondered where Hermione had decided to take him today. He owed her big time for getting him out of the house. If he stayed at the Burrow, Ron was sure to get in the way, and mess up Harry's plans. So he had cornered Hermione yesterday after lunch and asked her to take him out of the house for the day. He wouldn't tell her why, but she agreed, "Only because you are my best friend, and I secretly enjoy spending time with him."

Harry laughed. It wasn't too much of a secret that she liked to be around Ron. They had barely left each other's side yesterday. She had even fought in the snow ball fight yesterday with them, on Ron's team of course.

Harry then saw Ginny come outside, walking determinedly toward the old outhouse where the Quidditch stuff was stored. He smiled broadly, she knows the next clue already. He was surprised at how quickly she was going through the clues. Of course, she shouldn't be too surprised, she was too smart, determined, and stubborn to let a clue stump her for more than a few minutes. While he was waiting for Ginny to emerge from the outhouse, Harry saw Mr. Weasley come outside with the box full of muggle trinkets from Hermione in tow. He was walking happily to the shed. He's probably going to spend the whole day in there messing around, Harry thought. Harry chuckled, who knew today was going to be such a good day for everyone? It might be good enough to rival Christmas day.

Hermione pulled Ron past all of his favorite stores. She was determined to take him into Flourish and Blotts. Why? Because she was in the mood to go book shopping and didn't want to spend precious minutes looking at a broom she didn't need, or an animal she didn't want or even something from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, not that she didn't like the shop, she just didn't see the point in going there if George wasn't there. He was still at the Burrow with the rest of the Weasleys. She was definitely in the mood to get a new book, and she didn't care if the crowds were bad because of the day after Christmas sales, she was going to get herself a new book, darn it. She only brought Ron along because Harry asked her to get him out of the house for the day. Did she mention the sales?

She was still curious as to why he didn't want Ron there. Oh well, she thought, I'll figure it out eventually. If Harry won't tell me, then I'm sure Ginny will. I can usually get her to tell me what's going on.

"Oww, Hermione! You're going to pull my arm out of socket! Slow down!"

"I can't Ron! If I don't get there before the 10 o'clock rush, then all the good books will be gone. I really want that new book. You know, In The Broom Cupboard by Penny Clear. It's about a secret romance at Hogwarts! Between prefects, even! I can't wait to read it, and it is on sale till noon, and if we don't hurry there won't be anymore!"

"I thought you only read textbooks! I have never seen you with anything else." Ron said.

"Of course I read novels, Ron." Hermione stated, looking slightly annoyed and hurt that he just realized that she read more than text books.

"Oh. Well I didn't know. Besides, don't you think that story line sounds slightly familiar? I just can't place who it reminds me of though."

"I have no idea what you are talking about, Ron. Now stop dallying, I want that book, we have to get there before noon!"

"Hermione, it's only 9:30. We have plenty of time. Can't we stop and look at the new supplies in the Quidditch shop?" Ron said in a slightly whiney voice.

"Ron. Now." Hermione said in a if-you-don't-cooperate-right-now-I'm-going-to hex-you voice. Needless to say, Ron silently followed Hermione the rest of the way to Flourish and Blotts.

Ginny stood in front of the fire in the kitchen warming her hands and avoiding her mum's curious glances. She knew she was restraining herself from asking questions, probably in fear of what the answer would be. Not that Ginny had an answer, but she was pretty good at making them up.

Ginny thought about what she had gotten yesterday for Christmas. The book, 100 Greatest Female Quidditch Players Of All Time, ("Maybe you'll be on that list someday, Ginny" Hermione had said.) from Ron and Hermione, products from the shop from George, a necklace with a heart on it from her parents, a book with hair and makeup charms in it from Bill, Fleur, and Victoir (Fleur's idea of course), new Quidditch gloves from Charlie, stationary from Percy ("To write us when you are traveling."), and from Harry she had gotten……

Well duh! she thought, Of course he was going to put the next clue with his gift.

A/N Wow! This was one of my longer ones. Few things to say….

I made up the Spain team's name. It's kinda a joke between my Spanish class, supposedly it means brats in Spanish, if it doesn't and it means something totally different then I'm sorry, but that is what my teacher said.

I was listening to the soundtrack for Titanic (I know, you're prolly mocking me, but I don't care, it relaxes me) while I was writing the note and it put me in a romantic mood, so if it seems a lil' more fluffy than usual, then that is why.

The scene between Ron and Hermione is from personal experiences shopping with a bookworm (me) yesterday (the day after Christmas) shopping.

This is one of my fave. chapters so far. I don't know if it is because of the holidays, but my reviews have gone down, so this is my subtle reminder to Review.

I hate the keyboard on the laptop, I kept making the cursor jump to various places on the page.

And lastly, check out the poll on my page, and vote. Voting and reviewing makes me happy, and you want the author happy, Right?

Sorry if the authors note is too long. I had a lot to get off my chest.

Oh, and virtual candy of your choice if you can guess who the book that Hermione wants is about! Lol. Good luck, your Bertie Botts, Chocolate Frog, or Licorice wand is at stake!!!!!