This is a new story I've been thinking about. It is a Harry Potter and To all the Boys I've Loved Before crossover, well kind of. It is all set in the Harry Potter world with all Harry Potter characters, but the idea for the story and the general theme of the story comes from To all the Boys I've Loved Before. It will be light-hearted and fluffy and I'm not thinking it will be exceptionally long, but who knows.
Also, I haven't completely decided on who the main love interest will be so feel free to comment with your top pick from those listed in the story if you like
Just so we're very clear, this will be slash. Anyway, enjoy!
I do not own Harry Potter or To all the Boys I've Loved Before.
Ginny slowly crept up the stairs to the sixth-year boys' dorms. She was on a mission. The youngest Weasley was determined to try out for the Gryffindor quidditch team but really needed to practice. Her plan was to sneak out at night when no one was around to hone her skills before the try outs next week. But, to successfully pull that off she needed something of Harry's; mainly the Marauders Map.
She wasn't even sure if Harry was aware that she knew about the Marauders map, but she did. Fred and George had told her about the map a few years back when they were trying to create one of their own after giving the original to Harry. They had given up on the idea after a few months, preferring to focus on their pranks, but she had always remembered the map, thinking it a quite brilliant piece of magic.
It was the perfect thing to enable her to get to and from the quidditch pitch to train, without anyone being the wiser. Ginny knows she could have just asked Harry for the map and he probably would have leant it to her, but then there would have been all sorts of questions about why she wanted the map to begin with. She would prefer if no one found out about her plans to try out for the Gryffindor quidditch team just yet. It was a lot of pressure coming from a family of illustrious quidditch players, heck even Ron had managed to make the team. She wanted to avoid any type of pressure or hubbub as long as possible, thank you very much.
The sixth years had class at the moment, while she had a free period. It was the perfect time to borrow the map, hopefully she would be able to return it next week with no one being the wiser.
Ginny pushed the door open and grimaced as it creaked loudly. She swung her head around the frame and quickly checked that the coast was clear before rushing to Harry's trunk. Now that she was in the dorm, she wanted to get the map and get out as fast as possible. She was surprised to find that Harry's trunk opened with a simple alohomora, feeling grateful for Harry's trusting nature.
She rummaged through the trunk, pushing clothes, books and parchment aside. Her hands ran over the silvery invisibility cloak, moving it to the side…Uh huh! There it was. The Marauders map! She pulled it out and placed it carefully into her cloak pocket, relieved that she had got the map without any problems. It was when she looked back down, planning on trying to put Harry's things back in their correct place, that something caught her eye. It was a stack of letters. All addressed in Harry's messy scrawl, emerald green ink shining.
Ginny tentatively reached down and picked up the sealed envelopes. There was five of them, and they were all addressed to different people. Oliver Wood… Blaise Zabini… Theodore Nott… Seamus Finnigan… Michael Corner. Her eyes widened at the names. What were these letters? She knew Harry had become more subdued since his defeat of Voldemort last year. He was quieter, less quick to laugh, more prone to spending time on his own. Was this Harry's attempts to reach out to people? But he had been too shy to actually send them. Why these five people though? What made these five people different? She hesitated for a moment before slipping the letters into her cloak pocket alongside the map. She quickly straightened Harry's trunk before carefully slipping out of the sixth-year boys' dorms and making her way back down to the common room.
She sat in a comphy lounge chair by the fire and let her thoughts wander as she ran her fingers over the smooth edges of the envelopes. Maybe there was something one of these five could do to help Harry. Mind made up Ginny hurried off to the owlery. She didn't have long before her next class started. She went to five different school owls and tied a letter to each, giving instructions to each owl on who to deliver their letter to.
As Ginny watched the owls fly off, she felt some trepidation about whether she had done the right thing, sending those letters off. She shook the doubt away, she would do anything to help Harry and she had a feeling that this would certainly have an effect on the dark-haired wizard.