HorseGirl99
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 Posted: May 1, 2008 10:49 am Post subject: Harry/Ginny |
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Harry lay on his bed in the boys` dormitory, trying to ignore all the thoughts popping up in his head. It had been two weeks since the battle. Hogwarts was being cleaned up and everything was trying to get back to normal. It was a great relief, like a stock of lead being removed from his head, to know that Voldemort was gone but the deaths of Fred, Lupin, Tonks, Snape, or even weirdly Crabbe, were as scratches as the lead was being removed, to be remaining forever. But that was life, he had to win, he had to lose. But another thing was disturbing him, something, or rather someone, he didn`t want to accept he was thinking so much about. He remembered his promise to Ron, but Ginny was like his heartbeat, it just wouldn`t, couldn`t stop. He understood Ron`s feelings, but his feelings mattered too.
A footstep broke the silence.
"Err-H-Harry, have y-you by accident seen my toad? You know, it`s been years and I just remembered him and thought he might still be lurking around looking for me." It was Neville, in his teddy bear pajamas.
Though Harry thought Trevor was perfectly happily still lurking around and wasn`t at all thinking of Neville a bit, he said, "Why don`t you check by the lake; maybe he`s gone and settled a little house over there."
Neville` face suddenly lightened up as the idea hit him. "Oh yeah, that`s a great idea! Maybe he`s got married and has had hundreds of little tadpoles...", he muttered fast as he left hurriedly.
Harry sighed. He wished he was Neville, worrying just about tadpoles.
"Ginny...Ginny...Ginny...", he whispered slowly into the air, his mind restless. Right now, he just wished she was on his bed, by his side, and he was hugging her, clinging to her tiny body.
The door creaked.
"Oh, if he`s not by the lake..."
"Who`s supposed to be by the lake?". Harry jumped. It wasn`t Neville. He felt the hairs on his neck and chin stand up, though he had recently shaved. Two large brown eyes were staring nervously at him. They seemed as nervous as his might be right now. Ginny Weasley`s pale face had gone the same colour as her flaming red hair. He hadn`t seen her for what seemed to be decades, and without any seemingly reason, both seemed to be lost for words.
"What are you doing here, it`s the boys` dormitory, " he said before he even realised it.
"O-o-h, I-I j-just needed to err, to take something for Ron."
"I didn`t know you were in here," she added.
Harry thought he must have acted, seemed, felt like a fool, but the next moment, without just any warning, he had jumped on her, pressing his lips as hard as he could on hers, clinging to her like a treasure.
"Oh Ginny, Ginny, I need you...I need you...I need you so bad," he managed to say between puffs of air.
Ginny cupped his face in her hands, tears flooding her face, looking distinctly ruffled, "I`ll always be here for you silly." And she chuckled, between a laugh and a sob.
"C`mon," Harry lifted her up, being amazed at her lightness. She was just like his little doll, all his, which no one could separate him from, not Ron, not Voldemort.
He laid her down gently on his bed, though it was full of his own dirty clothes, being careful to tuck her little head on his pillow. What he did next, he didn`t really think he knew what he was doing. He closed the door and started to remove his shirt. It was weird, he`d never been naked in front of anyone before, Moaning Myrtle had seen him in the bath, but not really stark naked. He unzipped his pants, being surprised he wasn`t at all shy now in front of Ginny. It was like she was already a part of him.
He sat on the bed. Ginny too was looking nervous, but she had stopped crying. She was a brave girl, he knew. He touched her gently on the cheek, then lower on the lips, on the chin, and started to go down her neck. Ginny seemed to flip at his every touch. He thought that everyone must have done it, even his parents. He started to kiss her neck, then gently down her chest, removing her navy blue dress little by little...
Harry didn`t know how long they had slept, but it was a real piece of chance that no one had come into the dormitory, most specially Ron. They were wrapped in the slightly soggy white bedsheet, Ginny`s head laid on his bare chest, still sleeping. He felt light, as though he had satiated him. He looked down at her, kissed her lips gently, and went back to sleep. |
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