Ginny stared at Ron, a devilish grin spreading across her face, though her eyes suddenly grew fond and soft and wistful. That kiss--it was supposed to tell him how much she loved him, to stay with him for as long as he would be away...that would say goodbye, if he didn't return. For a moment, her smile slipped into something tender and sweet, but she felt suddenly vulnerable and naked to show to all of that, and let the wicked grin of mischief rise back up instantly.
"Well then, perhaps you should knock on my door from now on," she told him. "In fact--how about when you see my door shut, you just don't knock at all. I mean...I've got to top my previous presents, too," she told him innocently, barely holding back her snicker.
If only Ron knew what she and Harry were planning...he wasn't too far off.
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