Three Strikes Your Out

GPOV

I sat there under the tree looking at the sunset. This was my favorite spot at the Burrow, apart from the lake. There was this little hill that's near the lake but too far to find it exploring. I've been coming here since I was nine, when I got mad at the twins and Ron for not letting me play with them, and the little detail that I turned they're hair blue and faces red also contributed to why I ran to my little place. This has been my own little place to think and to be alone when I wanted. None of my family knew about it. I know they don't because as soon as they get ten feet away they have to go to the bathroom and have to rush home thanks to a little spell I learned in fourth year. I'm the only one allowed up here, well now Harry is too.

As I thought his name I replayed the events that happened a few hours ago. I was happy, giddy, ecstatic, jumpy, and so many others I can't say them all. I couldn't believe it happened, I told myself not to hope, not to dream, to move on( which I sort of did), not dwell on the impossible but I'm glad my heart disobeyed.

"Sickle for your thoughts, love?" he said as he sat down behind me pulling me close between his legs and wrapping his arms around me.

I smiled as Harry nuzzled my neck. "Oh nothing just the sunset, a guy, my brothers, a guy, Hogwarts, a guy, my mum, a guy," I told him teasing. I could feel him smiling against my neck.

"Really? Should I be worried?" he asked with a worried voice but I could hear the humor.

"Maybe. He's very handsome with brilliant green eyes. He might steal me away from you."

"I could take him. Who is he so I can have a little talk with him?" His lips have traveled from the base of my neck to under my ear. He hit a sensitive spot which is making it hard to concentrate.

"Mmmm. No I don't. . . . think. . . .I will," I tried to say with much authority as I could but his manipulating lips wouldn't let me.

"I guess I'm going to have to figure it out on my own."

It took a while for me to make out what he said. "How are you going. . ." He was now at my jaw getting closer to my lips. What was I going to say? ". . . .to do that?"

As soon as I finished the question I felt his lips leave my skin. I felt less dizzy now but still dizzy non the less. I could concentrate a lot better now that he stopped toying with me. As my mind started to clear I could try to figure out why he was getting up.

I was shaking my head to get my head straight when it become incoherent and fuzzy again because he had his lips now on mine. I have never felt so much love from one kiss before. I never thought I could feel so much for one person. Kissing Harry felt like a dream, it was pure bliss. I could be here kissing Harry for hours and I wouldn't mind. I could die happy right now.

I brought my hands up to around his neck and played with the hair that was there. I have had dreams of running my fingers through Harry's hair. It was soft and I felt like I was running my hands through clouds, soft silky clouds.

A few feet away I faintly heard footsteps, and by the way they stomped I could tell it was Ron. His angry-stop-snogging-because-I'm-coming steps can be heard from a mile away, I smiled still kissing Harry. I felt him turn slightly in Ron's direction and felt him smile too. My mischievous mind was planning a way to get Ron annoyed and one part of my mind, a small part that wasn't focused on kissing Harry, was wondering how did Ron know about this place and more importantly how did he get up here. As soon as I knew Ron was close enough I pulled Harry right on top of me, making the kiss more passionate. I heard the steps stop and start again with more force.

"Oi Ginny!" I heard him say but I, of course, ignored him. I was a bit busy.

"Ginny! GINNY!!" he yelled.

I sat up abruptly looking around.

"Its about time you wake up. Mum is going bonkers. She wants you up and ready in half an hour she wants you to help her with something before we go back to Hogwarts," he said leaving, the last two words he shouted from the hall.

I rubbed the weariness from my eyes and saw that I was in bed. I shook my head trying to clear it. Was all that a dream? I asked myself. I put my head in my hands trying to not think about what I thought was reality. It felt so real and so. . . .good. I mentally hit myself for letting my imagination, well actually let is not really the word my subconscious forced it on me even though my conscious told it not to.

Didn't I tell you not to?

Hey don't blame me for what she wants ok.

That's the past now it won't happen so stop pushing it

Well they always say the past repeats itself.

Harry doesn't like her that way

You don't know what Harry wants. According to what I've seen yes he does.

Will you stop putting those things in her head your going to---

Both of you shut up!

I need to get to a healer before those two drive me mad. I better go see what mum wants before she drives me mad too. I got out of bed and got dressed. I went out my room and down the stairs to be bumped into the person who my mind was fighting about.

"Hey Ginny," he said smiling. I looked up to his face and couldn't help blushing. The dream came vividly to the forefront of my mind. I couldn't make it go to the locked closet of my subconscious.

Nope you have to face it sooner or later.

"Hey H-Harry," I stuttered. The dream was replaying in my head. His touch and the feel of his lips on mine, his hair, they wouldn't go away. They stayed there taunting me, testing me, telling me to just grab him right now.

"Are you ok Gin?" he asked his eyes looking like liquid emeralds.

"Um no no I'm fine. Um I got to go Harry mum is calling me," with that I left the stairs leaving him feeling confused. I walked into the kitchen to found mum cleaning up.

"Ginny dear after you eat breakfast I need you to feed the chickens and grab what eggs they have," she asked.

"Sure mum no problem," I sat down and ate the plate of food that mum left warming for me. I saw Ron come in and steel a little more from what was on the stove. Mum caught him and was scolding him about already eating enough. Thinking about Ron also reminded me of the dream, that's thrice that he has interrupted me and Harry. I don't care if it was a dream, that still counts in my book. I think a certain brother of mine needs to learn how to back off. Once again my mischievous mind was plotting away. I had a brilliant idea and perfect timing since we're going back to Hogwarts. I finished eating and went to the chicken coop and started cleaning it and grabbing the eggs.

When I was done I handed the eggs to my mum and went to my room to do some last minute touches, we're going through the Floo Network so it wouldn't take long. I saw Harry's sweater on my bed. I grabbed it and thought about packing it. I wanted to take it with me. His scent was still on it and I could feel as though he was holding me in his arms. After ten minutes I decided to take it. Its not like he's going to see me with it. I barely had closed the trunk when mum yelled to get down stairs.

She said goodbye to all of us hugs and kisses all around and let us go through the floo. I avoided going before or after Harry. The dream was still replaying in my head. As much as I liked the dream--

Ha I told you!

Shut up!

--I didn't want to show Harry just how much I want to grab him and snog him senseless. I stepped through the Floo into Professor McGonagall's office.

"Good evening Miss Weasley. Hope you had a good holiday," She said not looking above the paper in her hand.

"I did, thank you professor," I replied, shaking the soot off my robes.

I walked out of her office and into the corridor where I could see Ron rushing to the Great Hall. Honestly how much can that boy eat? Then I thought perfect timing for my plan. I ran to catch up but not too closely where Harry might see me. I don't think I could handle him right now with the dream still replaying in my mind. I saw them sit down for lunch but before Ron could get his fork I took out my wand and cast a spell that (thanks to Fred and George) will annoy Ron more than anything. They told me to do it to Ron for an experiment knowing that, to Ron, food is one of his top priorities. Since they wanted to test it out I thought being the kind sister that I am I'd do them the favor and since that's thrice that Ron has interrupted me and Harry I think its time to punish my dear old brother Ronald. How do the Americans say: Three strikes your out.

I put the spell to his food and drink. After that I went to go sit down beside Colin, Demelza, and our new friend Daisy. They were talking about something to do with Snape. Not even the first day of class after break and he already is getting the Gryffindors to hex him. As they went on and on I averted my eyes and concentration to Ron. From where I can see he has tried to put food into his mouth but he hasn't noticed that as soon as the food gets an inch away from his mouth it goes right back to his plate. He tried three more times then stopped his conversation with Harry and Hermione to put food on his fork. He put it to his mouth and came up empty when it was in his mouth. He stared confused and tried again, still the food wouldn't go into his mouth. He was piling food onto his fork now trying to shove food into his mouth. He was full angry now that he couldn't eat. He got the food with his fingers and tried to put it in his mouth instead. It still didn't work. He tried to drink his pumpkin juice but as he tried to drink it the juice stayed to the bottom of the cup and wouldn't go near his lips. It wasn't frozen just wouldn't go in his mouth.

"What the bloody hell is going on?!" he yelled trying without success to eat. He tried his goblet again but it still wouldn't come. He put the cup away from his lips and put it upside down probably thinking it wouldn't come out. As soon as he flipped the cup the pumpkin juice spilled on his robes. He yelped and stood up. Part of his shirt and most of his pants were soaked in pumpkin juice.

"Bloody Hell!! What. . ? How. . ?" he stammered. He was so mad at this point that you couldn't make out his ears as they blended with his hair. He looked around trying to find someone to blame. I looked away hastily trying to hide my laugh. He didn't see anyone until he saw me turn away, I was already thinking up lies to tell him but he just looked away and went out into the corridor and to the staircase. Harry and Hermione were sitting there confused for a minute before laughing and then following him.

As soon as they were outside the Great Hall I laughed. I laughed until my ribs hurt and was still laughing. I didn't stop laughing until my friends asked if I was ok. I just nodded and left outside. I went to the big tree by the lake and sat right under it. I stayed under the tree until the sun was just above the horizon. I was just about to go in when I heard something from the forest. I turned and saw something coming from its depths. I hid behind the tree and hoped I'd be able to see it before it sees me.

There was scurrying and running. It was a minute before they came out of the forest. When I saw them I thought Well isn't it my lucky day! They came out of the forest all ruffled. I could see from here that there was lipstick on his collar and a smear on his lip. She was holding his hand and was still kissing him every minute and he returned the kiss.

I let them walk by and into the castle. At the entrance they fixed themselves and scourgified the lipstick. He went in first and then she did five minutes later. As soon as they were out of sight I sat at the wall not at all discouraged or disappointed at what I saw. Hmmm well at least I have an excuse now. I got up and walked towards the castle with a little skip in my step as I plotted ways to punish Dean for cheating on me with Romilda. As ideas popped into my head I decided this week was going to be a fun week.