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


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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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[info]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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[info]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.

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[info]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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