𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

Just not sure | Ginny Weasley

It was the summer holidays and as per usual I was at the burrow to spend time with my best friends. I shared a room with my best friend Hermione Granger and other best friend and longtime crush, Ginny Weasley.
It was currently around noon and all Weasley family members along with Harry, Hermione and me were scattered in the property doing whatever. I sat beside Hermione in the sun, braiding Ginny's long ginger hair into two french braids, while listening to Hermione swooning over Ron like a lovesick pixie.
"- and he was so sweet, he carried all my books and even bought me a new quill because mine was broken. It was kinda him that broke it, but whatever."
"Yeah, yeah, 'Mione, we get it, you're head-over-heels for my brother." Ginny giggled, throwing her head back.
I chuckled, tying the last hair tie around the bottom of her braid before dropping down into the soft, green grass.
Ginny played with the ends of her hair as she watched me flip through her copy of 'Quidditch through the Ages', which even Hermione had read at least five times even though she didn't like Quidditch.
"You good, Y/n/n?" Ginny asked, rolling over and propping down on her elbows beside me. I hummed, closing the book, staring up into the sky blankly. "Just tired." I smiled faintly, closing my eyes, just enjoying the sun on my face and the company of my two best friends.

A little while later we were called inside for lunch by Mrs. Weasley.
"It looks delicious, Mrs. Weasley!" I smiled, placing glasses and cutlery on the table.
"Thank you, dear, that's very sweet of you."
The whole family settled down to eat and I listened in awe as Charlie, who had come for a visit from Romania, told Ginny and me all about the different species of dragons he had encountered.

Once all the plates were cleared and all stomachs were full, we helped clean the dishes.
"Go to bed, dears," Mrs. Weasley said, insisting that we headed to our room, while she finished up.
Finally giving in, Ginny, Hermione and I went to our room, plopping down on the beds.
We talked while getting ready for bed, breaking out into fits of giggles at random intervals and nearly spilling toothpaste onto our pyjamas.

Soon though, I lay in my bed, listening to the soft snores coming from Hermione's bed. Sighing, I turned, trying to get myself to fall asleep, but nothing helped and I gave up. As I stared at the blank ceiling, recalling memories I shared with all of the Weasleys, a warm feeling spread through me, though the room was rather cool. Suddenly, a voice interrupted my thinking and turned my face towards it.
"Can't sleep?" Ginny's coffee eyes met mine, a soft smile playing on her lips and her still braided hair falling over her shoulder. I hummed in response, unknowingly fidgeting with my fingers.
"Y'know, I used to have nightmares when I was a little younger, still not quite over them... I suppose- I don't really remember what exactly- but they were bad, bad enough to scare a 15 year old girl, who had faced much worse already." She released a low chuckle.
"I- didn't know." I said, feeling stupider by the minute. There was an awkward silence as we waited in silence for the other to say something. I sat up, facing her still, but now able to see her face clearer. She did the same and we just stared for a while.
"So-,"
"Well-,"
I gave a shy chuckle , blushing a light pink. "You can go first."
Ginny smiled, a smile that made me melt and want to kiss her on the spot."I just— you look really pretty, Y/n/n."
"I- uhh thanks, you t-too. "I blushed, avoiding her eyes.
"I really wanna kiss you right now." her voice was soft and as I looked up, she already slid from her bed onto mine.

My breath hitched in my throat as her soft hands cupped my face, her thumb softly caressing my cheek. I nodded slightly, my cheeks hot. She leaned in, inches away from my lips, giving me enough time to pull away, when I didn't, she captured my lips with hers. I grabbed her shirt, pulling her closer and deepening the kiss. I never wanted this moment, the feeling of her lips moving against mine, to end. But too soon we had to pull apart to catch our breaths.
"I- wow," I stuttered, cheeks flushed, "You have no idea for how long I've been wanting that to happen."
A soft smile found its way onto Ginny's face. She pecked my cheek before sliding backonto her bed.
"Goodnight Y/n/n."
"Goodnight Ginny."

~•~

When I awoke the next morning, the room was empty. Hermione's and Ginny's beds were made, the curtains were still drawn, but a faint gleam of sun shone through the light fabric.
I rubbed my eyes groggily, recallions yesterdays events,remembering the kiss Ginny and I had shared.
With a new spring in my step, I decended the stairs into the kitchen, where everyone already sat, eating their breakfast. I sat down next to Ginny, smiling at the ginger girl, but she only looked straight ahead, not even acknowledging my presence. Thinking she wasjust having a stengenous morning I ignored it and just ate my food.

Around the early afternoon I started getting worried, Ginny hadn't spoken a word with me ever since our shared kiss and I began to wonder. Had I said something?
When, a little while later, I walked into the kitchen to get myself a glass of water, I saw the very ginger, with whom I wanted a word. "Ginny," My voice was soft, but she jumped, turning quickly, when she heard me speak, "Could— could I have a word?"
She glanced around the room, but nodded when she saw my pleading look.

"Look, I'm sorry if I said or did something, but would you please talk to me?" I pleaded, "You're acting like something is wrong and I would like to help you, but I can't if I don't know what's wrong. Is it because of yesterday? Do you regret kissing me? Whatever it is, please— just say something."
I met her dark eyes, trying to get her to tell me why she wouldn't speak to me, but to my
Surprise they were tilled with tears. "Y/n, I—," She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself' "I'm sorry, I— it's just— you're great and I was just scared to talk about— you know— yesterday, because I didn't know if— how you'd react."
"You're scared how I would react? Ginny, haven't I made it clear that I like you? Was kissing you not enough for you to see now much I want to be with you?" I let out a short laugh, stepping towards the girl before me. "If you covidn't see it before, here it is: I really like you, Ginny, and I don't know where you were with your head when we kissed, but I know, that you are here right now. So if you really feel the same way, here's your chance to show me."

Ginny watched as I took the last steps towards her, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her towards me. She immediately slung her arms around my neck, lowering one hand to gently brush my cheeks. When our lips met, it was like last night all over again, the adrenaline rush and at the same time the urge to just hold her in my arms forever. Her lips
Moved against mine passionately, she tasted like strawberries, like the ones displayedoutside on the gardening table, with a hint of dark chocolate. Her exuberant smell of Cherry blossom and rose filled my nose as I buried my fingers in her hair.
"Am I interrupting something?" A voice made us pull away. Hermione stood in the doorway, a cheeky grin on her face as she surveyed us. "I was just going to check if you wanted to go for a swim with the others, but you seem to be busy."
"No, no, we'll go! " I said, glancing at Ginny, "Tell the others we'll be right there"
"Of course, " Hermione giggled, "Have fun."
I rolled my eyes at her before pecking Ginny's lips and jumping up the stairs to get my swim suit and towel.

That was the Ginny Weasley one shot, I hope you enjoyed!! This was my first time writing girlxgirl (sorry it there are any typos), let me know what you think!! Are there any characters you would like to read about? Let me know!
Stay safe and feel free to send in requests!
~ j.