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Rejection: A Double-Edged Sword	By : brooklynvtc Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Ginny Views: 21247 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A/N: The reason why I am posting on here so fast is because I am just copying and pasting my story that I posted on another site. I just actually found out about this site, and decided to post it here as well!
Many more chapters to come! I'll let you know what you have to wait for me to write the next update!
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Chapter Thirty-One
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'I'll miss his green eyes…' Ginny thought as she sat on the edge of the Astronomy Tower. 'They won't look the same after what I had done… they will only look at me with disdain, or worse… pity.'
The thought made Ginny cry harder, as silent tears had been leaking out of her eyes and onto her cheeks. All the while thinking of other things to miss while mourning over the end of her friendship with Harry Potter.
She would miss his laugh. She enjoyed making him laugh. It made her feel as though she at least had that small achievement, seeing as being a part of such a large family, it was easy to get overlooked.
She would miss his inherent goodness...
His bashful humility...
His need to help others...
She would miss all of these things. Because the fact of the matter was, that she would no longer be so lucky as to experience any attributes that made up Harry Potter ever again. Because Harry was sure to avoid her like the plague.
The tears started to come harder... faster, and Ginny felt that she couldn't keep her head upright anymore... and buried her face in her arms - which were wrapped around her knees. Sobbing until she had calmed sufficiently enough to sniffles and slow tears.
It was a long moment later, when she suddenly felt the prickling of the hair on the back of her neck rise. And for some odd reason, Ginny felt like she was no longer alone.
Slowly raising her head, Ginny looked to her side, expecting someone to be standing behind her...
But there was no one there.
Frowning, Ginny turned her face forward, and was startled to see Harry Potter floating on a broom in front of her, his expression unreadable.
Ginny gasped, mostly in fright, by his sudden appearance in front of her. A hand snapped up to clutch at her heart through her chest, trying to instinctively calm its frantic pace.
"H-Harry!" Ginny exclaimed, before suddenly remembering what she had done to him in the Great Hall... "I-I'm so-"
But she never had the chance to finish her apology... As Harry chose that exact moment to fly forward and press his lips against hers.
Ginny's eyes shot open wide in shock. Staring at his closed ones behind his spectacles.
His lips started to move, and Ginny could tell that his passion had a ferocity that she had never before felt in a kiss...
It was as though every movement he made was trying to tell her something. Something special and important...
A tingling sensation sparked from his lips to hers, leaving behind a deep, pooling heat that Ginny found herself wanting to drown in.
A muddled haze started to take over her intelligent thought and, all of a sudden, Ginny found herself kissing him back.
A long groan came from the back of Harry's throat, the moment he realized that Ginny was in equal participation with him. And Ginny responded with her own sounds of approval, before bringing her hands up the hold the sides of his face in place.
Even more eager now, Harry greedily reached forward to place both of his hands on her hips, tightening his fingers through the belt loops on her jeans. And Ginny found herself arching towards him...
Tugging her closer, Ginny fell off of the ledge of the Astronomy Tower, and landed onto his broom with him. Her sudden extra weight caused the broom to dip in the air slightly, but without breaking his lips from hers, Harry expertly leveled the broom. And as soon as she was at the same level as him, Harry wasted no time in snaking his arms around her waist and tugging her closer, pulling her flush against his chest.
Slowly, his broom started to fly forward into the air, drifting away from the Astronomy Tower, and towards the setting sun. The orange glow of the sunset cast an extra warmth upon her that she also felt blossoming in her chest.
Quite over her shock now, Ginny lifted her arms and constricted them around his neck, pulling herself against him even tighter.
As a response, Harry groaned, as one of hands drifted from around her waist and traveled up the expanse of her back. His touch brought thousands of prickling tingles to break out over her skin, and Ginny couldn't help the responding shudder that shook her body or the needy gasp of breath that escaped from her throat.
Harry took advantage of her release of a gasp, by snaking out his tongue and running it along the open seal of her lips. Ginny immediately caught on to what it was he was silently asking for, and eagerly reacted by opening her mouth wider in invitation. Not wasting any time, Harry delved his tongue hungrily, immediately probing the hot, wet cavern of her mouth… seeking out her own tongue with his.
As soon they touched, sparks of magic burst forth from the both of them. The swirling caress that she felt coming from him from inside her mouth caused an involuntary shudder up her body and a wetness to start to gather between her legs. Harry trembled in response, and tried to pull her closer everstill.
Ginny was tight against him now, practically on top of his lap. But she hadn't the right mind to think of what this would look like to any outside onlookers. Or what all of this even meant in general. All that she could think about were the overwhelming feelings that she felt… and basing all of those actions surrounding those feelings. Because Ginny felt that, in that moment, even without the broom, they would both just float away.
A sudden whooshing sound of an object cutting through the air and the rustling of leaves broke them apart, however, as Harry broke contact with her lips with a smacking sound. Ginny stared at him in a daze, her mind trying to catch up to what just happened... what they had done. And it was while Ginny was staring blankly at him, that Harry looked up past her head and...
"Oh, fuck!" Harry cursed, and in an expert move, he kept one arm tightly secure around Ginny, while the other reached around her to grab and maneuver the broomstick.
They took a sharp dive, while Ginny was forced out of her haze as the adrenaline-induced moment caught up to her. Ginny clung onto him with all of her might, suddenly terrified, seeing as she had never ridden on a broom backwards before.
"Harry!" Ginny called, her voice frantic with the wind whipping in her ears. She knew that her long, blowing hair was obscuring Harry's vision.
But Ginny looked past Harry's shoulder to the spot they had just been hovering in and saw the smack of a very large branch from the Whomping Willow... slicing right through the air in the spot that they had just been...
Harry flew them farther away from the tree, while Ginny still clung tight to him - her one hand fisting in the back of his hair, while her face was tucked tight in the side of his neck.
Ginny found that her nerves were shot... her wits scattered. And she was left terrified and confused by what just happened... and she wasn't just referring to the almost accident with the Whomping Willow.
Harry... he-he had kissed her...? But why?
"Gin?" Harry whispered, concern heavy in his voice.
Ginny looked up slightly from her hiding place and saw that they were back at the Astronomy Tower. Harry landed his broom on the smooth, marble floor, and Ginny dropped her legs as well... but her feet couldn't quite meet the floor from Harry's height.
Pulling back, Ginny looked down to the floor, not yet able to meet Harry's eyes. Harry's arms fell away from around her.
"Can you help me down?" Ginny asked, in a quiet voice.
Immediately, Harry snapped to attention and gripped her elbows, helping her off the broom, before dismounting himself.
As soon as her feet touched the ground, Ginny walked over to the edge of the Astronomy Tower, sitting crossed legged by the ledge. Harry didn't immediately follow her, but Ginny could still feel his eyes on her back, as she stared out onto the expanse of the Hogwarts grounds... Thinking...
After a long moment of silence, she heard Harry huff slightly as he came and plopped himself down next to her. "Gin? Please say something? You're driving me mad..."
Ginny frowned thoughtfully as a question plagued her that had never occurred to her before. "Why do you call me that? 'Gin', I mean..."
It was then that Ginny finally looked over at him, and saw that his eyes widened in alarm. "D-Do you not want to be called that? Because I could stop-"
Ginny immediately shook her head. "No... that's the thing. I like it when you call me Gin. In fact, I only let you do it. Because it sounds... odd coming from anyone else. Too personal, I guess." Her cheeks were flaming as she admitted this out loud. But she held her ground as she stared evenly at him.
At her admission, however, Harry's entire face brightened, before admitting himself, "It's not just Gin, either... in my thoughts, I tend to refer to you as my Ginger Firecracker."
This visibly surprised Ginny, but it also confirmed some questions that had been racing through her mind since they kissed.
Ginny sighed and hugged her knees close to her body, while leaning her back against a pillar. And she stared at Harry until he started to fidget in discomfort.
Finally, she inhaled a large breath, before exhaling. And looked down to pick at a stray thread on her jeans. "I-I guess you could say that I'm a little more than confused, Harry... To me, this literally came out from nowhere."
A chuckle broke out from Harry and Ginny's gaze snapped to his. "Really? And here I thought I was being entirely too obvious..."
Ginny rolled her eyes and managed to crack a grin. "Trust me when I say this, Harry, that subtlety is your strong suit... You're entirely too mysterious for your own good."
Harry seemed rather surprised by her observation, and took a moment to reflect on it silently. His gaze drifted momentarily to the black lake before shifting back to her, a flush starting to grow on his cheeks. "I-er-I never, I mean... you look beautiful, Gin."
Ginny startled by the compliment, feeling obviously rattled. "Y-You actually think that, don't you?" Ginny asked.
And before she even finished her question, Harry was nodding. "I was an idiot before, rejecting you the way that I did... I guess the only excuse that I have is that I didn't even know you back then. But after we became friends, and I got to know you for who you are, and not just Ron's little sister... I began to see how funny you are. How amazingly bright you are, how much of an incredible witch you are... you're also loyal, and devious, and you immediately understand where I'm coming from with my problems. With every trouble that I've had, I've usually had to explain why I was bothered by it in great detail to Ron, Hermione, and every other person in my life, before they could finally understand." Harry reached forward and boldly grabbed her hand. "But you... you were the only one who has ever understood, without me having to explain."
Ginny's gaze drifted down to their connected hands and in response, Harry squeezed hers tighter with his.
"How long?" Ginny asked, unable to keep the blatant shock out of her voice.
"How long, what?" She heard him ask.
"How long have you... um, felt these things?"
She looked back up at his face as he ran his free hand through his hair - a new habit that he had picked up this year. "I was first aware of it when I saw you again this last summer."
Ginny gaped at him. That long?
"But I think that I started falling for you long before then. But I didn't realize it because I was far too distracted by everything going on..." Ginny snorted at that, it was typical Harry... To be more focus on his worries then anything else, including his own feelings.
Harry chuckled as well and squeezed her hand again.
"I was unknowingly jealous of Corner when you were dating him... I would tell anyone who would listen that I didn't think that he was good enough for you. And don't even get me started on Dean... that git." Harry rolled his eyes and Ginny couldn't help but giggle a bit. It was a side of Harry that she had never seen before, his jealous side. At least... not in any correlation to her. Ginny was surprised by how attractive she found it on Harry... while on Dean, it just downright annoyed her.
Harry grinned at her obvious amusement, before sobering and saying, "I've fancied you for months and it was downright torture to see you together with Dean..."
"Then why didn't you say anything before?"
"Hermione told me that you had moved on. That you didn't think of me in that way anymore. So I guess I was just biding my time and hoped that you would change your mind..."
Before he even finished his sentence, Ginny was outright laughing. Harry looked at her worriedly and she knew that it probably wasn't the most appropriate time to be outright laughing while Harry was revealing his feelings to her, but she just couldn't help it.
"Harry..." Ginny giggled as she fought to calm herself. "I don't think that I was ever really over you...! Sure, I put on a brave face and lied to myself about my feelings. But the truth is, that if you had told me that you fancied me on that first day you arrived at the burrow this last summer, then I would have dumped Dean that very day just to be with you!"
Harry stared at her for a long moment, before outright groaning and running a hand down his face, suddenly looking exhausted.
"I'm going to throttle Hermione!" Harry exclaimed. "I was going to run downstairs and ask you out that very day! But she stopped me and told me that I shouldn't because you had moved on...!"
Ginny laughed outright before replying, "And she also told me that I had to confess my feelings to you before moving on... when, I guess all that I needed to do was to be more open with you, so that you could get to know me, and bide my time until you were ready..."
Passionately, Harry nodded excessively. "Yeah! If it weren't for my dear, older sister, we could have been together for months now and-"
Harry suddenly broke off, a look of dawning on his face, and he whipped his gaze to Ginny.
"Wait..." Harry said, slowly... carefully... "You- Did you just admit to fancying me back?"
His eyes looked so alight with hope, but there was also a reclusiveness to his gaze. As though he was setting himself up better for disappointment. Ginny hated the sight of the barrier he was building, and wanted nothing more than to make it disappear...
So she smiled, nodded and said, "Harry... I've fancied you for six years now. Do you really think that it's even possible for me to stop?"
The guarded look in his eyes vanished completely, and a beaming smile overtook his face - the largest she had ever seen on him. And without any more hesitation, Harry grabbed Ginny by the shoulders and tugged her close, holding her to him. Her chin rested on his shoulder and her cheek was pressed against his - which Ginny found to be scratchy from the small amount of stubble that wanted to grow through - and Ginny found her arms automatically wrapping around his lean frame.
They held each other for quite some time, basking in the warmth the other gave and feeling each other's heartbeat. Until finally, Harry pulled away slightly and looked at her with slightly misty eyes and a fond smile. Ginny's heart skipped a beat and she felt her own eyes become slightly watery, as well. And Ginny realized, in the back of her mind, that they were breathing the same air.
Tenderly, Harry reached up a slow hand and tucked a strand of red hair behind her ear... before dropping his hand and cupping her cheek. Ginny found herself leaning into his touch, closing her eyes briefly to indulge a moment to enjoy the wonderful feelings she had.
His face was only mere inches away from hers, and as Ginny breathed in, she could smell his scent.
"Gin?" Harry whispered, softly. As though he assumed that a loud volume could destroy the delicate atmosphere that they had created.
Ginny hummed, before fluttering her eyes open and looked at him through half-lidded eyes.
Keeping his eyes locked on hers, Harry leaned in close and rested his forehead against hers. "Will you be my girlfriend?"
A smile grew on her face, until she was grinning madly at him like a goon. And she found herself nodding like mad, not able to find any words.
Harry grinned wider at her, but before he could do or say anything more, Ginny launched herself forward, while simultaneously gripping her fingers in his hair and pulling him towards her.
Her lips locked onto his, trying to coax his own shocked lips to move in tandem with hers. And it only took a moment for him to recover from her abrupt action, to start to participate as well...
With a loud groan, Harry lifted his hands and rested them on her waist, then tightened his hold and pulled her closer.
Ginny whimpered as Harry almost immediately opened his mouth to run his tongue along the seal of her lips, and she eagerly opened to him.
Then there were sparks and magic bursting all around her awareness.
And Ginny found herself wondering how she had ever thought that she could ever go without this - without him - in her life. How had she ever thought that she could be over him?
It was as Harry deepened the kiss with her even more, where Ginny came to the conclusion that she must have been delusional...
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