The Untold Story Of Harry and Ginny

Part 5

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A/N: Okay so I just found out that Alley said she needed more reviews than me. This. Is. A. LIE! I must have more reviews than her! haHA!

Okay you can read the chapter now.

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Harry couldn't wait for tonight. He would actually get to spend time with Ginny alone…all by themselves…without any of the Weasley's or Hermione there to keep them from being with each other! But what would they do if this ended in an ugly situation? And not just Ginny or Harry being mad at each other…

But Harry soon took his mind off of that subject.

The rest of the day flew by quickly. When he went to Florean's it was already two o'clock, so he only had six to seven hours left! Six to seven hours…ooh that felt like the longest time ever, but surprisingly it went by smoothly and quickly.

"Where you off to, Harry?" Arthur said to Harry when they were outside and Harry was headed over to the broom shed.

"Just going to fly around a bit," Harry told him when he got to the shed.

"Not going to try to find for Ginny are you?" he asked. Harry took a broom out of the shed and shook his head.

"No…not find anyways," he mumbled under his breath so that Mr. Weasley couldn't hear him.

"All right. When will you be back?" Arthur asked.

"I dunno," replied Harry. "I might stay overnight at Grimald Place anyways."

"Grimald Place? Why would you want to stay overnight?" Arthur asked. Harry mounted his broom.

"I might just need a night by myself," Harry responded.

And with Ginny he added in his head.

"Alright. Travel safely," Mr. Weasley said.

"Will do Mr. Weasley," Harry said and then kicked off from the ground and soared high up in the sky. About ten minutes later, he reached the Leaky Cauldron. He dismounted his broom and walked in.

"Mr. Potter! What can I do for you?" someone asked behind the counter. He didn't recognize it.

"Do you know what room the name of Weasley is staying in?" Harry asked.

"Let me check," the blunt voice said. He opened a big book filled with the guest's names.

"Ah…room 413," the man said.

"Okay thank you," Harry said. The man nodded and Harry walked up the stairs and down the hall to room 413. He hesitated for a moment but then knocked on it three times. He heard footsteps come to the door. Ginny opened the door. She had a milk-colored silk robe on and only undergarments under it. Pink.

"Harry," Ginny whispered.

"Ginny," Harry mumbled back. She smiled a small smile.

"Come in," she said and stepped aside so that he could. He slowly entered her room, not taking his eyes off Ginny. When she closed the door he let his eyes wonder the room. It looked like any other room in the Leaky Cauldron until a flash of light came. Ginny had pointed her wand up at the ceiling. Then, the widow curtains were closed, and the room was dim and candle lit. Harry turned back to Ginny and smiled. Ginny smiled back.

"I just figured, 'what the heck!' " Ginny said and smiled more widely. Harry laughed once, placed his broom on the wall then walked over to her. He brushed her arms with his hands and then slid them up to her cheeks.

"I love you," he said. She smiled up at him.

"I love you too," she whispered. Harry smiled back at her. Then, he walked over to her bed and sat down on it by the pillows. Then, he felt a pair of hands touch his shoulders. They slid down his shirt until Ginny's head was rested on his shoulder. Harry turned his head to her but as soon as he did, his lips were pressed against hers. He turned his whole body around to face her and pushed her down on to the cushion so that he hovered over her. Once again, they experienced themselves being involved in the most passionate kiss they had ever experienced. Ginny began to un-button Harry's shirt. He didn't stop her. That was one of the reasons he wore a button up shirt.

Once it was off of him, Ginny traced his muscular chest. Then, it was Harry's turn. He slipped the silk robe off of her and threw it aside. Then they turned over so Harry was under Ginny. For the first time, Harry got to feel her smooth back. This was the most skin he'd seen on her ever. Oi.

The rest of the night went on like that. With a few more moans and clothe loses, the night went by. In the morning, they were both under the covers only their underwear on-and for Ginny a bra.

Harry's arms were wrapped around her and his glasses were off. They both seemed to wake up at the same time. Ginny turned around and stretched her hands up. Harry groaned.

"Good morning," he sighed.

"Ahh, good morning," Ginny exhaled. Then her hands dropped and she looked down at herself. Good. She was still covered. She turned to Harry.

"Wake up!" she laughed.

"I am awake," he moaned.

"Open your eyes," she said. He didn't. She shook her head and laughed.

"We didn't do anything…of that nature?" she asked relieved.

"Nothing," repeated Harry. Ginny looked over at him. His eyes were still closed.

"Good," sighed Ginny and looked up at the ceiling. Harry's eyes whipped open and he looked at Ginny. She turned her body towards him any lied on her stomach. Then she looked at his eyes, which were opened.

"What?" she questioned.

"So you didn't-" Harry started.

"Harry I'm sixteen!" Ginny exclaimed. "Why would I?" Harry smiled and kissed the top of her head.

"Good," he said. Ginny rolled her eyes at him again and got out of bed and put the silk robe on. She tied it tight. Then, someone knocked on the door. Ginny froze and so did Harry.

"What time is it?" he whispered to Ginny and sat upright. She shrugged.

"Maybe like eight or nine," she guessed.

"House keeping," someone from the other side of the door said. "Or maybe you're mother!" Ginny and Harry's eyes widened. Then, without permission, Mrs. Weasley came from the other side of the door.