Authors Note
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Chapter 2
Harry POV
I can't believe I just did that. What made me do that to Ginny? She's Ron's little sister for god's sake. Who do I think I am to just assume she wanted me to do that to her? But she is just so irresistible. I can't help myself when I'm near her I just want to pull her close and never let her go.
Over the summer, I had a dream, but not like my normal dreams that are plagued by Voldemort. Before I went to sleep I had received 3 letters, one from Hermione and one from Ron and one from Ginny. Hers wasn't romantic or sexual but just reading it made me feel all hot. The paper smelt just like her and I could see her sat at her dressing table writing it in her pyjamas. Or well what she would call pyjamas; it was her older brother Charlie's Gryffindor quidditch team jumper. It cut off just below her bum and exposed all of her long, luscious legs. Not that I was perving or anything she had walked down one night while I was visiting, I had to sleep on the couch because I got there late and didn't want to wake Ron and she wanted a drink. She didn't know I was there so she reached up to the cupboard and the jumper rode up exposing her red lace hot pants that made my dick twitch. She looked over at the couch and I pretended to be asleep.
It has been since then that I realised I had feelings for a certain Miss Ginerva Weasley.
But it was different with her, when I wasn't near her I felt a pull towards her. It was like I never wanted to leave her side and never wanted anyone to be within 10 feet of her, unless it was me.
No-one's POV
Ginny sat on her bed in the 5th year dorm waiting for midnight. Her watch was ticking by unrealistically slowly
23:47
23:49
23:51
She had rushed up from the Great Hall, had a shower and put on an outfit that she hope made her look drop dead gorgeous but in the whole 'I haven't tried hard' way. Her heart was pounding and in her ears it sounded like it was beating out his name. Harry,Harry,Harry. Her palms were sweating with anticipation but what she didn't realise was he was doing exactly the same thing. When it got to 23:58 Harry opened the door to his dorm as quietly as he could and made his way down the stairs, careful to miss the second to last one, it vanished when you stepped on it, if it was past curfew . What he saw was breath taking. Her long hair reflected the firelight and almost looked like it was on fire itself. Harry's chest tightened and that wasn't all. He mentally told himself off. 'No stop it, this is Ginny, Ginny the little girl who stuck her elbow in a butter dish when you sat down at the table, Ginny."
But she wasn't a little girl any more; she had grown up so much since that incident. She knew he was stood behind her; it was almost a 6th sense. She could tell if he was happy or sad, if he was behind her or far away, she just didn't know how.
She peered over her shoulder at the doorway with a cheeky grin on her face.
"You planning on standing there all night?" she asked with a smirk.
Harry ran his hand through his jet black hair; he had got that trait from his father. His confidence from earlier was rapidly decreasing. He walked over to his favourite comfy armchair. He looked at her with such passion she thought he was going to jump her any second, but there was something else there, was it love?
'I...Ermm...Look...Ron...Sorry.' Harry started stuttering,
"Sorry? What are you sorry for?" she replied knowing full well what he was apologising for.
"Earlier, I'm sorry I shouldn't have assumed, I just couldn't control myself, sorry," He blushed a very similar colour to Ginny's hair
"It's ok, I wasn't complaining," she whispered, she got up and made her way over to the armchair. Harry felt a lump rising in his throat with every step she took. She was stood right over him, he could see every freckle, the soft dimples in her cheeks when she smiled, he could smell her soft flowery scent. He breathed in deeply. His arms reached up around her waist and he pulled her onto his lap.
He traced her jaw line with soft kisses, before he made his way back up to her mouth; they sat there for what seemed like hours exploring each other's mouths. They were so wrapped up in each other, they didn't see a golden aura beginning to form around them, and with every movement it got brighter and more prominent. Harry's hand slowly began to move from her waist up her top, feeling her soft skin under his rough hands. He felt the lace of her bra and lightly brushed her nipples. She moaned into his mouth.
A short burst of light flew from the aura and the wall above their heads. It had burned a mark on the wall. It was a Lion but above its head were the letters H and G entwined. The sound caused them both to jump apart from each other and Ginny landed on the floor with a loud bump. They noticed that they were surrounded by golden light. Harry reached out to touch it but found it was impenetrable. He began trying to break his way through but it was like concrete.
"Ermmm, Ginny it's not working, I can't get through!"
"Well then Mr Potter it looks like we are trapped in our own golden bubble until someone finds us" she answered with a wink...
That was a long chapter. Well it was for me anyway. How do you like the development? Shall I carry on? Please review Jess x