The Untold Story Of Harry and Ginny
Part 22
The wind blew fiercely through Ginny and Harry's hair as they flew down towards the burrow. They landed right by the broom shed and Harry placed it there after they had dismounted it.
"Well that was nice," Ginny said and smiled up at Harry. He looked down at her and nodded in return.
"Too in shock to say anything?" Ginny teased him and took a step closer to him, which ended up in her being pressed against him. He smiled down at her and laughed once.
"Well not anymore. I was just thinking," Harry responded as they began to walk towards the house.
"About what?"
"About how gorgeous you look in the moonlight," Harry mocked prior to Ginny pushing him slightly to the side. He just laughed in response.
"Well, I bet your mum made something good," Harry guaranteed.
Ginny nodded and replied, "Of course."
Ginny and Harry then entered the burrow and ate a delicious meal prepared by Molly Weasley. Afterwards, of course, the Weasley's had gathered around to give Ginny some presents.
"Ginny, will you come with me?" Harry wondered as everyone was exiting the living room and heading upstairs to sleep.
"Yeah, sure," Ginny replied as they began to step out of the burrow. The night was warm and comfortable.
"Okay, well I'm sorry I didn't get you anything before this," Harry said as he walked backwards facing her. He stopped when he got to a tree out of anyone from the house's sight.
"Harry it's fine, you being here is already enough," Ginny responded.
"Oh," Harry said. "So you don't want what I'm about to offer you?"
"I never said that," Ginny answered quickly and smiled a bit more.
"Well then," Harry responded. "Ginny Weasley, I am ready to offer you anything you want for the entire night."
"Harry!" Ginny exclaimed. "No! You don't have to do this!"
"Oh, but I do, Ginny," replied Harry. "It is my duty that my love, being you, is completely satisfied with your entire day."
"…That sounds like something George would say," Ginny stated. Harry just looked off to the side and though He didn't tell me to say that earlier today when I asked him what I should do for you earlier today...
He looked back up at Ginny, laughed, and then said, "Well I will. I'll do whatever you want tonight."
"Hmm," Ginny hummed. "So you're saying-"
Oh no Harry thought.
"-That you can't do anything I want any other day?" Ginny wondered, circling him.
"It depends on what it is," Harry clarified. Ginny stopped in front of him and looked up at him.
"…Anything tonight?" Ginny wondered. Harry smirked and nodded.
"Anything," he repeated and kissed the top of her head.
"…You know what," Ginny began, "I think just a plain and simple ice cream will do tonight."
And with that, the two hopped on Harry's broom once again and traveled over to Florean Fortescu's. Ginny wrapped her arms around Harry's chest and rested her head on his back; Harry smiled in response to this and glanced back briefly. He felt so good at this moment. He never wanted Ginny to let go of him. It felt so right now: that he could see her every day, he could laugh with her every day, he could feel that much better every day all because she was here with him.
They finally arrived at Fortescu's and entered. No one was in there, except for Florean. The closing time was 8:30 and it was 8:20. Ginny and Harry walked into the shop and walked up to the counter.
"Hello, Harry, Ginny," Florean greeted them. "What can I get for you today?"
Ginny and Harry gave her their orders and then faced each other as she got their ice cream.
"Are you sure this is all you want to do?" Harry wondered.
"So you don't think coming to see Florean for a while is nice?" Florean interrupted them. Harry and Ginny smiled.
"Of course not, Florean," Ginny replied. "It was the last day of Hogwarts for me today, and for a present, Harry is willing to do whatever I want for the whole night and I decided to come here."
"Whatever you want? My, oh my," Fortescu answered as she brought Harry and Ginny their ice cream orders. "That's quite the gift."
Ginny looked up at Harry. Harry winked down at her and then both looked back at Florean. She was staring at them.
"Well, I haven't seen anyone quite as well matched as you too," Florean told them. "Don't let it go."
Harry smiled and paid for the ice cream. After bidding Florean a goodnight, the two left the shop and walked around Diagon Alley.
"I didn't plan for this to be the only thing, you know," Ginny told Harry as they walked.
"Oh really?" Harry inquired before eating another bite of ice cream. Ginny stopped walking and stepped in front of him.
"You should have known when you offered this that I was going to make the best of it," Ginny remarked.
Harry smirked down at her and whispered, "Well then, what do you intend for us to do this fine evening?"
"Muggle London," Ginny stated simply. "I want to go there." Harry furrowed his eyebrows and dropped his jaw.
"You want to go to Muggle London?" he questioned. "Since when?"
"Since you'll see when," Ginny replied mysteriously and smirked back at him. "Now, lets go."
"Alright," Harry agreed and held out a hand. "To muggle London."
"To muggle London," repeated Ginny. She then took Harry's hand and they apparated away…Harry just at the last moment grabbing his broom.
*StarStarStar*
"Where are we?" Harry wondered as he and Ginny walked hand in hand down a road by some woods.
"You'll see," Ginny answered and sped up her walking pace, and after a few moments, she ran. Harry laughed at this and ran after her, trying to catch up to her. When he did, he lifted her up from her waist and spun her around once, resulting in her laughing.
"Alright, alright, what I wanted to go to was this right up here," Ginny revealed. Harry turned to where Ginny was gesturing and saw a light with people under it.
"What is that?" Harry wondered after Ginny started to walk that way.
"It's a dance," Ginny explained. Harry raised an eyebrow.
"You wanted to come here for a dance? How'd you even know this was going to happen?"
"It happens every year, and no not just for the dance," responded Ginny.
It took a few seconds, but Harry asked, "What else?"
Ginny didn't answer him, but took his hand and led him onto the dance floor. Harry sighed.
"What?" Ginny wondered. "You promised."
"But you know I don't like to dance, Ginny," Harry replied in a groan. "At least not with other people around."
"Oh, shut it you whiney little baby Potter," Ginny snapped playfully at him. The dance tempo was slow, so Ginny wrapped her hands around Harry's neck and Harry placed his hands on her waists.
"So, are you going to explain to me what this is now?" Harry wondered.
"It's just a community dance that happens yearly," Ginny clarified. "I saw it a few years ago in the summer when I came here to shop with Mum once."
"What's it for?" Harry asked, looking around.
"For fun," Ginny answered and smiled up at Harry. He laughed once.
"It's actually for a school I think…" Ginny adjoined and gazed around.
"Won't they notice us here?" Harry wondered in a soft voice.
"Harry, look how many people are here," Ginny responded. Harry did as commanded. It was true. There were hundreds here, literally.
"Okay then," was Harry's reply. The song changed, and a more up beat song came on. Harry raised an eyebrow at the song choice, and Ginny just laughed.
I throw my hands up in the air sometimes
Sayin Ayo, gotta Let go
I wanna celebrate and live my life
Sayin Ayo, baby lets go
"Oh, Harry, come on just do what everyone else is doing," Ginny begged.
Harry smiled mischievously and whispered in her ear, "You'll be sorry."
Cause we gon' rock this club, we gon' go all night
We gon' light it up, like it's dynamite
Cause I told you once, now I told you twice
We gon' light it up like it's dynamite
Harry then started hopping up and down like a jumping bean. Ginny was cracking up. He threw his hands up and was whooting along with the music…although it was sometimes off beat. This was also making others laugh too.
The song, ended and Harry was panting, and Ginny was almost falling she was laughing against another young girl who was also cracking up.
"Harry!" Ginny exclaimed and gasped for air, walking forwards to him. The girl next to her also advanced towards him.
"I haven't seen you guys around here, I already know this is Ginny," she said. "…So you must be Harry."
"That's me," Harry said and took in a deep breath, steadying his heart rate.
"That was some show you put on," the girl laughed. "I'm Annette. How come I haven't seen you before? Do you go to Rookwood?"
Harry immediately turned serious and he said, "What?"
"Rockwood…the school," the girl Annette responded.
"Oh, um…" Harry began, but Ginny covered for him.
"No we don't," she said. "Don't tell anybody, though. Ah, was your school named after anybody do you know?"
"Ah, no, just Rockwood…" said Annette.
"Oh, alright then," Ginny replied. "Well it was nice to meet you, Annette!"
"You as well, Ginny and Harry," she said and turned back to her friends dancing. Ginny pulled Harry off of the dance floor and out of the light.
"Harry it's just a coincidence," Ginny reassured, "I promise. And you just heard wrong it was Rockwood not Rookwood."
Harry sighed and nodded. Then focused back on what they were here for.
"Well…Ms. Graduate of Hogwarts," Harry said getting back into fun mode. "What else did you want to do here in Muggle London?"
"…Why don't we stay overnight at a hotel or something," Ginny suggested and bit her lower lip, hiding a smile. Harry smiled a small smile and nodded.
"Sure," Harry agreed. Harry summoned his broomstick from a nearby tree and then went into the woods so that they were not seen.
They then got on the broomstick and took off high above the ground. Ginny wrapped her arms around harry again, putting her hands on …what? What was this? …This was not Harry's chest …something had eaten Harry's chest. But what was it? A rock?
"What is this?" Ginny wondered feeling around that area. Harry looked down and laughed.
"That would be my chest," Harry answered.
"No, it's not," Ginny disagreed. "This is…a boulder."
Harry laughed harder again.
"Hey, that looks like a hotel doesn't it?" Harry wondered pointing down at a large building called "The Marriot".
"Yeah I'd say so," Ginny affirmed. Harry then tilted the broom downwards and then zoomed down. There were some people in sight, so they landed in the darker side of the hotel and then left the broom there. Then, Ginny and Harry walked into the hotel.
"Do you have a room?" Harry asked the hotel person thingy at the desk. He looked up at him in annoyance and rolled his eyes.
"No, they're just empty spaces of air," he said in a stuffy nose voice.
"…Can we have a room?" Harry revised.
"Why do you want a room?" the desk-man asked.
"Why do you need to know?" Harry wondered back at the desk-man. Ginny had to hold back a smile. The man at the desk sighed.
"How many beds? I assume you'll want one," he murmured.
"And why would you assume that?" Ginny wondered.
"A lot of kids your age come here asking for one bed. It's disgusting," he snorted.
Only because you're lonely and don't know what it's like to be in love… Harry thought. Well…the others were "in love" …right?
"Well do you want the one bed or not?" the desk-man asked, aggravated.
"One is fine thank you," Harry answered, looking around the massive lobby.
The man handed Ginny two room keys, and then said, "You'll have to come down and pay tomorrow morning. Your room number is 815 on floor 8."
Harry and Ginny heard, but ignored this. They knew what they were going to do tomorrow when they had to leave. They just simply walked to the elevator and pressed the button on which their room keys had said so.
"…I hope our magic doesn't effect this any of this," Ginny mumbled.
"Effect?" Harry wondered.
"Electricity and magic…I don't know how they work together," Ginny responded.
"Oh," Harry replied. They reached the eighth floor and walked to room 815. They had to try a few times to get the room key to work, but when they got it and when the door opened, the looked in the room in amazement.
"Whoa!" Ginny sighed and walked into the room staring at the large television. "What the-"
"Oh Merlin," Harry exhaled. "Ginny, meet tv. Tv, meet Ginny."
"How do you know…" Ginny wondered, but then remember that Harry was raised by muggles.
Then, both heads turned to the king-seized bed. It was huge. Harry immediately walked over to the curtains, shut them, and when he turned around Ginny was in front of him.
"Hello there," Harry smirked down at her.
"…Harry," Ginny began.
"…Yeah, I know, Ginny," Harry answered, already knowing what she was going to say. So instead of continuing, she just kissed him again, and again and again. And he kissed her again, and again, and again. Then, Ginny was off her feet. Harry had lifted her up and brought her over to the bed.
He set her down and hovered over her as he kissed her passionately. Then it was her turn. He kicked his shoes of, as did she. They muttered things along the lines of, "I love you," and such, as they got deeper and deeper into the kiss. And then...well, I think you can guess what happened next.
A/N: …Or CAN you? Hmmm….YAY! Two chapters in ONE DAY! I'm on a roll! Anyways, hope you like!