Ginny (theweasleygirl) wrote in riddikulus,
@ 2008-01-22 22:45:00

Who: Harry and Ginny
Where: 7th Year Gryffindor Boys' Dormitory
When: Nearly midnight
What: Because Harry sleeps best when he's not alone.
Rating: PG-13; sexual words but nothing goes on with Ron in the next bed.
Status: Complete

Ginny always held her breath when she slipped into this dorm room, Harry's and Ron's. Half the time, she was certain she was insane, doing this. Those were the times she glanced at her brother's bed first.

The other half, she looked at Harry's bed the moment she stepped into the doorway, and it helped her relax a bit. Besides. This was dangerous, and it made the blood pump harder in her body--it almost felt like those first moments in a Quidditch match, with all of the excitement racing around.

Under the cover of Harry's invisibility cloak--he always left it in the same spot for her or slipped it to her on nights when she snuck into his room--she crept to his bed and snuck in through the opening of his curtains by the head of his bed. She crawled down to the foot and pulled the cloak away. "Hey," she smiled at him.

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greeneyedboy
2008-01-23 01:46 pm UTC (link)

Harry looked up, the wandlight he was using to read a long letter from the Ministry casting his face in a pale, moon-like glow. "Hey," he said, his entire face brightening. He immediately yanked the curtain all the way shut and whispered, "Muffliato," followed by the other enchantments to keep them undetected and secure. Ron was sleeping in the next bed: it was paramount that he not find out, lest Harry want to live. I've almost died enough times, I'd like to not kick it at the hands of my raging best mate, thank you. He figured that Neville would distract Ron long enough for Ginny to flee to safety before Ron murdered him - but the scenario always ended in Harry's death.

No thank you indeed.

He pulled back the blankets and opened his arms. "I've missed you all day," he said honestly, running his eyes over the lines of her face, as if they were brand new to him.

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theweasleygirl
2008-01-23 01:54 pm UTC (link)

Ginny finished hanging up the cloak on its usual spot on a bedpost and then crawled back up to him, settling in his lap with her legs wrapped tight around his waist. She linked her hands behind his neck and gave him a kiss, drawing he tongue down the underside of his. "I missed you, too," she murmured between kisses. What she did not add was how she was worried about him, too. How did his meeting with Snape go? What was in those letters he got this morning? Why couldn't her boyfriend just be given a day to himself, hadn't he earned it? Would he tell her everything or just hide how much it was wearing on him from her?

Instead, she just pressed her hands into the back of his head and kissed him harder.

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greeneyedboy
2008-01-23 02:03 pm UTC (link)

Ginny smelled like spring gardens, right when the sun is striking them for the first time so all of the flowers are rising and release their perfumes all at once. She felt like cream and tasted like sugar, and Harry was quite certain that was nothing as sweet on his tongue than her. He pressed closer to her, in a childlike hope that maybe he could wiggle under her skin and let go for a few moment of everything that seemed to hang on his body and pick up all of the goodness that she grafted onto him. Just a bit closer now, hip bones meeting, as he wound one hand into that mane of red hair.

"My day just got better," he admitted in a near gasp before kissing her again.

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	theweasleygirl 2008-01-23 03:12 pm UTC (link)
	Frowning, Ginny pulled back a bit. She wasn't daft: a comment like that from anyone else could just be a bit of sweet talk. From him? It was probably dead serious. "Why? What happened today?" she asked, slipping down to suck on a place on his neck while gently scratching through his hair. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

greeneyedboy
2008-01-23 03:21 pm UTC (link)

Dizzying, this girl was; he struggled to get in enough air as he melted at the feel of her mouth. Harry stole a hand down to her lower back, dipping underneath the waistband of the knickers she had taken from his trunk weeks ago to wear at night. What if Ron saw what she sleeps in? What if Ron sees the hickey she's most certainly giving me. I'll have to be sure to wear my scarf until I can get to Hermione to cover it up - I swear Ginny delights in -

"Hmm?" he mumbled, blinking a few times. He pulled off his glasses and set them with fumbling fingers on the ledge of his bed. "Just the usual. Ministry matters, the faculty meeting, the private lesson with Snape - and classes and how hard Quidditch practise was today - it's just long," he admitted.

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theweasleygirl
2008-01-23 03:36 pm UTC (link)

Ginny was torn...but she decided to go with her more shallow instinct first and pulled his t-shirt up. Shallower still, she had to swallow back that familiar thought that if the girls could see what the great Harry Potter looked like shirtless--he'd become exponentially more desired than he already was.

But he was all hers, she thought, rubbing his hard stomach and pulling him closer. She turned a bit sad: he was all hers, and she had to take care of him. Harry just...seemed... Her mother said it was natural for Harry to be affected deeply by the war. But there was just...something about him, a sadness maybe, that made Ginny want to hold him in her arms for days and not let go. But he was so good at hiding it, disappearing, being so stoic that you could almost pretend...it was just hard.

"Oh, sweetie" she said, stroking over his cheekbones with her thumbs. "That just sounds like a mountain's worth of things. Did they all go alright?"

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greeneyedboy
2008-01-23 03:49 pm UTC (link)

Harry leaned into her touch and closed his eyes for a brief moment, forgetting that he had sworn to himself not to drag Ginny into his problems. Only me and Ron and Hermione. We're the only ones who know the full story, that's all it has to stay. He wanted her to stay the one, good thing in his universe: if she knew what had happened - how could he do that to her? How could she bear to love the full weight of him?

"I suppose?" Harry shrugged. "The faculty meeting was dull at best. And Kingsley is a good chap, his plans are spot on - it's just tedious reading. And there's another Inquiry that I have to attend in a week so that's that." He wrapped her hair around his fingers and battled against the urge to take off her top. Not with Ron here. Maybe we should spend a night in the Room of Requirement again.

Instead, he ran the curled up backs of his fingers over her breasts and let out a long exhale. "Snape and me don't chat it up, shocker. We just work. He is helping me learn some incredible spells for combat," Harry allowed, "just like Lupin promised. It's just a very icy and perfunctory hour."

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	theweasleygirl 2008-01-23 09:41 pm UTC (link)
	Ginny lightly drew spirals down his torso, leaning forward to nip a kiss on his earlobe; she looking at him with compassion and worry. "Sounds lovely," she said dryly. "And where in this day did you take time for just Harry, and not the betterment of Hogwarts and wizardkind, hmm?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

greeneyedboy
2008-01-23 11:40 pm UTC (link)

"Exactly five minutes after lunch. I took time to enjoy a pear and it was smashing," Harry teased, cradling her face and pulling her to him for another snog.

He shrugged. "It's just not time, Gin. There's not time for me, we still have so much to do." The stones of pressure thunked down on him and his body visibly sagged for a moment as he contemplated each and every "what if" in the span of a breath.

Shaking it off, Harry smiled again at her, lightly bouncing his hands against her chest as he looped his fingers in her hair. "But I'm bloody proud of myself - I've been taking time to reply to a few people in journals and what. That's hard for me, but I'm doing it," he said with a determined smile.

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	theweasleygirl 2008-01-24 01:00 am UTC (link)
	Ginny cocked her head to the side, covering his hands with her own and pressing them in the small space between their chests. "Why is that hard for you?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

greeneyedboy
2008-01-24 03:52 am UTC (link)

He shifted a bit and looked at her; without his glasses, she looked a bit hazy around her edges, blurred, like a thumb had wiped down a chalk line, making it soft and curved, gentle to the touch. His hand met the blurry lines of Ginny and blended in and he stared at that mix of him and her as he breathed.

"I hate how - it feels like The Chosen One - or what is the Prophet calling me now, The Saviour? Whichever. That The Great Harry Potter has descended and is speaking to the masses," he said in a slightly strained voice. "I feel like I'm - tipping the scales in a way when I speak anymore. But I really want to comment sometimes, you know?" he said, finally meeting her eyes. Just like I'm anybody.

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theweasleygirl
2008-01-24 01:50 pm UTC (link)

"The journals are nutters sometimes, it's fun to talk," Ginny agreed, searching his eyes. "Everybody does. You should talk more, Harry, you're loads of fun - except when you're on a Quidditch power trip. The one place you're totally normal, you are also a total prat half the time," she giggled, kissing him quickly.

She let out a small sigh, sobering up. Harry wasn't wrong, with what he said. Still... "Perhaps if you talked more, with time, people would get over the 'Saviour' bunk and just...begin to remember their old mate Harry again," she suggested with a hopeful note in her voice.

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greeneyedboy
2008-01-24 01:57 pm UTC (link)

Harry stifled an annoyed and miserable sigh. Well, naturally that was the answer: you do the work, Harry! Why was he the one who had to struggle so hard to be normal again? Why is it all so hard? I'm so tired of having to - I'm just so bloody tired -

"Right," he said simply, catching her lips for a long kiss, more urgent than he intended, trying to cover up his utter hopelessness with an eager tongue and hands that caught her breasts and squeezed them hard. No. No. It'll get better. I just have to sack it up. I can do that. I can. Just - not yet. When I feel better. Soon, I suppose.

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theweasleygirl
2008-01-24 02:03 pm UTC (link)

Ginny wasn't close to satisfied, but what could she do? Demand that he open up to her, scream and holler and hope the Muffliato charm held? She knew: this all went back to the war. Something he wasn't telling her, she knew it. And she also knew: Ron and Hermione probably knew the root of Harry's tiredness. Ginny wasn't stupid--but she didn't have all of the information, did she. And he bloody well didn't share everything with her...she was outside of the circle...

But her boyfriend was kissing her, which made her mind want to go blank, and he was kissing her like he needed her to help his go blank, too. She ran her hands through his hair and urged him to lie down, tangling their legs together as she tried to guide the four limbs under the blankets.

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	greeneyedboy 2008-01-24 02:07 pm UTC (link)
	I need you Ginny. More than I know how to say. I need you. I love - "I love you," he whispered, yanking the blankets up to their shoulders and wrapping her tight in his arms, like a gift. "Ginny. So much." I just - can't. I don't know how. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

theweasleygirl
2008-01-24 02:10 pm UTC (link)

"I love you, Harry," Ginny murmured, pulling him closer and just holding him to her. Then they would kiss and touch as much as Harry could do with her brother snoring away in a nearby bed and then they would sleep. Harry would sleep with her in his arms, his hands in her hair. He slept best with her around, she knew that.

But, she admitted--I'm starting to sleep best with him around, too.

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