Info: In this story both Harry and Ginny are muggles
Harry Potter had never really felt like he belonged anywhere. He had been raised by his aunt and uncle, who took him in after his parents tragically died in a car crash when he was just a baby. Life in their house had always been tough, with little affection and no real sense of family. As he grew older, Harry spent his days dreaming of getting away from that oppressive environment and finding his place in the world.
That chance came during his final year of high school when Harry was transferred to a new school due to his aunt and uncle moving for work. He wasn't expecting much from this new school, given his solitary existence up until that point. However, his first day at the new school would change his life forever.
Harry walked into the classroom with his backpack slung over one shoulder, feeling the weight of unfamiliar eyes on him. He scanned the room for a seat, trying to avoid drawing too much attention. Just as he was about to take an empty desk near the back, he heard a voice call out, "You can sit here if you like."
Turning, Harry saw a red-haired girl with a warm smile and sparkling brown eyes gesturing to the seat next to her. It was Ginny Weasley. From that moment, everything in Harry's life began to shift.
Ginny had an energy about her that Harry found magnetic. She was smart, funny, and full of life. Sitting next to her in class, Harry felt more comfortable than he ever had before. They quickly struck up a friendship, bonding over shared jokes and study sessions. It wasn't long before Ginny became the person Harry could rely on most, and before he even realized it, she was his best friend.
As the school year passed, their friendship deepened. They spent every free moment together, talking about everything from their future aspirations to the little details of their lives. Ginny became Harry's anchor in the chaotic world of high school, and he quickly realized that his feelings for her were far more than just friendship.
But as the days ticked closer to graduation, Harry struggled with how to tell her. What if she didn't feel the same? What if he ruined the most important relationship in his life?
The night before their high school graduation, Harry found himself walking along the quiet streets with Ginny by his side. They had spent the evening at a graduation party with their friends, but now it was just the two of them under the stars.
"Tomorrow's the big day," Ginny said with a smile. "Can you believe it? We're actually graduating."
"I know," Harry replied, trying to keep his voice steady. His heart was pounding, and he could feel the weight of what he was about to say building in his chest. He couldn't wait any longer.
"Ginny, there's something I need to tell you," Harry said, stopping in his tracks.
Ginny turned to him, her brows furrowing in curiosity. "What is it?"
Harry took a deep breath. "I've been thinking about this for a while now, and I need you to know... I have feelings for you, Ginny. More than just friendship. I don't know when it started, but you mean everything to me. I've been scared to say anything because I didn't want to ruin what we have, but I can't keep it to myself anymore."
Ginny was silent for a moment, her eyes wide with surprise. Harry braced himself for the worst, but then she smiled—a bright, radiant smile that made his heart skip a beat.
"Harry," she said softly, stepping closer to him, "I've felt the same way for a long time. I was just waiting for you to say something."
Without another word, they closed the distance between them and shared their first kiss under the stars, sealing the beginning of a new chapter in their lives. The nervousness and uncertainty Harry had felt melted away in that moment, replaced by the overwhelming joy of knowing that Ginny felt the same way.
