"Anything you want…"

"Anything you want…"

"Anything?"

"Anything you could possibly imagine."

"Anything at all? Are you sure you want to commit to this Potter?"

"As part of your birthday, yes"

"Part?"

"…Yes, only part. You think all I'd plan on your birthday is to let you do whatever you wanted and call all the shots in bed? No way, I've got plenty more planed."

"Hmmm… I'm interested…"

"So you agree?"

"Absolutely"

"Ok good, I'll be outside your door at 11:00pm on Friday night, then Saturday is my day to spoil you, then Saturday night I'm yours again."

"I like the sound of that"

And with a kiss, he was off to class leaving Ginny in the dinning hall to finish her breakfast, consumed with thoughts of the coming weekend. She was so consumed that she didn't even notice that Ron had approached her and sat down until he cleared his throat.

"Yes ron?"

"I know that you like Harry…"

"Ron, I love Harry."

"I was afraid you were going to say that…"

"What? You don't trust your best friend and your sister?"

"People are talking…"

"And why would I listen to what people were saying? If you always listened to what people were saying, you would give up on Hermione! But you haven't because you believe that you know her well enough to think that this with Malfoy is just a fling. And you know what! If you would pluck up the courage like Malfoy and Harry did, you could have Hermione!!"

And with that she walked off, leaving a stunded Ron, to her first class.

(((( ))))

She looks so beautiful. The way the wind is blowing her hair is just amazing. All I want to do is look at her. I can't imagine a better sight.

"Draco?"

"yes dear? Who else would walk up behind you and wrap his arms around you?"

giggles "no one"

"good… So did you hear about Ron and Ginny's little fight this morning at breakfast?"

"WHAT?! NO! TELL ME EVERYTHING!!"
"haha, well Ron walked up to her and was being a prat and was trying to control her and Harry, she started yelling that if he had the courage to tell you that he would have you…"
"Tell me?"

"that's what I was going to ask you…"

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"Harry?"

"Yes love?"

"Oh! You scared me!"

"I'm sorry baby..."

"Its ok, you can make it up to me tonight..."

"I was hoping you were going to say that..."

And with that, Ginny pulled Harry into her room and cast a silencing charm. She turned around to meet his gaze and couldn't help but think how amazing he was, he was giving himself up to her completly, in every way. They had had sex before, but this was different. This was more. This was him telling her that he was hers, completly hers.

Without another word, she walked up to him and kissed him. The kiss was so passionate that it nocked her off her feat, but harry was there to catch her.

"haha, maby we should move to the bed since you can't seem to stand"

"sounds good."

And with that, Harry lifted Ginny up and carried her to the bed. From that moment on, the intire idea that she called the shots was not on either of their minds. As Harry carried her to the bed, she was pulling his shirt off and feeling every bit of bare skin she could touch. She was in love with this man, and she was going to have him. He had the same intense blaze in his eyes as they parted only long enough to fall onto the bed, he was pulling her shirt off. From then on, every bit of clothing was somehow removed. Ginny lay beneith Harry as they began. Even though this was the same as every time before, it was completly different, it meant so much more to both of them. This was their commitment to each other. And Harry took her, again and again. Untill both of them had to lay down because neither could breath.

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"Hey Ron, can i talk to you for a second?"

"Sure Hermione, whats up?"

"its about the fight between you and Ginny... Draco told me about it..."

"oh..."

"He said that Ginny had yell that if you had the courage to tell me?? tell me what?

As he looked into her eyes, he saw that she knew, all that she wanted was to hear him say it...

"Hermione, i love you. I want to be with you"

"i'm dating Draco..."

"i know."

"but i wish i wasn't."

"why?"

"Hes... very possessive..."

"Hermione, is that a bruise on your arm?"

"I fell..."