Ginny climbed in bed. Harry was already asleep, but she'd been cleaning the dishes. As she thought about telling Harry her news in the morning, she fell asleep.
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Harry woke up at 3:00 am, which surprised him, because he didn't often wake this early. He put his glasses on, and looked over at Ginny. Briefly she stirred, but she didn't wake.
He smiled. He loved Ginny. She was, without a doubt, the one he loved. He kissed her forehead, and went downstairs. With a flick of his hand, pots and pans went onto the stove. The coffee machine began to make coffee, the eggs started scrambling themselves, and toast popped into the toaster.
"Hoot!" A tawny owl hooted, notifying Harry that The Daily Prophet was here. Harry got a Galleon and paid it, took the paper, and let it go. Hedwig was still asleep, her white head tucked beneath her wing.
"Harry?" A sleepy voice said. He turned, and saw Ginny in her nightgown. He grinned. "Hello, Weasley." Ginny cracked a smile, and hugged him. "That's POTTER, to you," she teased back. She rested her head on his shoulder. "Oh, you made breakfast!" She said. "I told you you didn't have to do that!" She scolded.
"I just felt like it." He replied, shrugging. She sat down at the table and said, "Harry, I need to tell you something."
