She thought of a clever scheme to really make Harry pay for last night. She got up and walked over to her room that he was probably still in. She opened the door, and through the open bathroom door, she saw Harry sleeping next to the toilet. She rolled her eyes.
She slammed her door shut, Harry jolted awake. He immediately regretted this however, for the sudden movement had caused a pounding pain in his head. The pain reminded him too much of when his scar would hurt when Voldemort was still alive. He opened his eyes wide, startled. The bright lights did not help his headache. Then he remembered, vaguely, something about last night. "Damn," he mumbled, putting his hand up to his forehead. He had drank over the summer, but hadn't exactly gotten as drunk as he had last night.
"Good morning, sunshine!" Ginny said brightly, and louder than usual. She walked over to the door and lit the lights in the room with her wand. She flushed the toilet, not only to irritate Harry, but so she wouldn't throw up in it as well.
He groaned in annoyance. He covered his ears and rolled onto his side. Ginny bent down and put her face level with his. She spoke loudly, "What's wrong, baby?" He groaned again, and if Ginny wasn't mistaken, whimpered. "You have class in a few hours, you better get up," she said. She grabbed his arm and jerked him up.
"Oof," Harry moaned. He felt very dizzy.
There was a green tint to Harry's face, and Ginny knew she could not do this to him any longer. She said, "Okay, Harry," she walked him over to the bed, "Just lie down," he got on the bed and she summoned a glass of water that she placed on the night table next to her bed, "here's some water. If you need anything I'll be right outside, okay?" She was stroking his forehead, getting the hair out of his eyes. He nodded his head, and managed to open his eyes to smile up at her. She smiled back and kissed him on the forehead.
Before she left the side of her bed, Harry grabbed her hand and gave it a squeeze, she heard, "...love you..." before he fell asleep.
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Ginny and Hermione had gone to breakfast, while their boyfriend's had been sleeping. They didn't wake them up until their classes were about to begin. The two boys were certainly regretting their activities the night before because though sleeping had a helped a bit, their heads were still pounding and they were in no state to learn.
When the four teenagers had gone to lunch, Professor McGonagall had come up to talk to them about their duties and what they had done so far this year. It was very coincidental that she had done this the day the two boys had horrible hangovers. The two girls agreed the woman had suspected something was up, even though she had said nothing about it.
After lunch, they all went back to their common room and Hermione finally gave in and gave them a potion for their alcohol induced illness. They were now able to write their essays, and the girls were relieved that they didn't have to keep hearing the boys' complaints.
Soon after, Harry had made a notice for Quidditch tryouts, which would be held in a few days, and posted it in the Gryffindor common room. Much excitement had been stirred due to this, and Harry had been bombarded with attention from younger students at dinner.
As Ginny and Harry were walking back to the Head students' dormitory, Ron and Hermione had mysteriously disappeared once they left the Great Hall, Ginny was scolding Harry.
"Now, Harry, if there are other students who are better than me at being chaser, or any other position, then don't put me on the team just because we're shagging, okay?" She looked over at Harry, who was looking at a list of people who had signed up for the tryouts. There were about twenty. "Okay, Harry? Harry!"
Harry absentmindedly looked at Ginny and said, "There's no one better than you, Gin." He went back to looking at the list.
Ginny sighed, "You know that's not true. Harry, seriously. I saw some third and fourth years that seemed very-"
Harry dropped the list of potential teammates onto the floor, and grabbed Ginny around the waist and pushed her against the wall. She let out a small sound of surprise before Harry spoke slowly and quietly, "There is no one better than you, Ginny Weasley." She bit her lip, where she could feel Harry's warm breath. He moved his head closer to hers so that there was a mere inch between them and whispered, "At anything." He closed the gap between them and started kissing her slowly and sensuously.
It was a good thing Ginny was being held at the waist by Harry, because otherwise she may have fallen onto the ground. This kiss was making her muscles weak, and she was beginning to become heated with excitement.
Just as she was starting to put her arms around his neck, he ripped his lips from hers and bent down on the floor and picked up the list. She slid down the wall with her eyes wide, and swallowed. He began to walk away so she got up from the floor. He looked back and smiled. "One foot in front of the other, and you've got it!" She smiled back and took his advice and started walking towards him. He began to walk backwards away from her, and she sped up so she could catch up to him.
She linked her arm with his, and they both looked at each other and said, at the same time, "I love you." They laughed. "I know," they said together. They were lost in a fit of laughter until they reached their common room.
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Ok guys, there you go. I worked very hard and fast (dirty minds!) on this chapter so I could get it up today. I just got back yesterday, so please forgive me for the minor wait.
Now, I got literally like two reviews, but plenty of story alerts/favorite stories alerts, for the last chapter. This is not exceptable, readers! lol Seriously, it made me sad. : (
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Mads