Author's Note
I hate to start with a note, but I wanted to apologise for the long wait. I have now handed in my dissertation (and booked my place at the Graduation Ceremony!) and you are in for a bumper crop of updates…
Enjoy!
LisiLouLah xxx
Prompt: Pride (and Noble)
Words: 100
Ginny couldn't – wouldn't – believe it.
Harry would not have run away from the battle like that; he was too noble to do that and he certainly wasn't stupid enough to run away towards Voldemort and his Death Eaters.
When Harry revealed himself she knew she hadn't misplaced her trust, her love, in him.
Later as Ginny sat on Ron's old bed watching the battle-worn Harry sleep she couldn't help but feel proud of him. Harry stirred and brown eyes met green ones.
"I love you, you know" he whispered.
"I know" she whispered, smiling at him "I love you too."