Mischief Managed (One Shots)

Harry and Ginny

   I don't know if I can hanldle much more to be honest. The days seem to blend together now,  George stays in his room, mum and dad cry all the time. Everyone's depressed. So many deaths, so many loved ones gone forever. Fred. Mad eye. Tonks. Lupian. The endless list that makes my heart ache. I can't stand the grieving. The battles over, so shouldn't we be happy? Shouldn't we all be able to move on with our lives, and get onto better things, without the threat of Voldemort hanging over us now?

    "Ginny?" A voice calls from somewhere in the house. I know it's Harry. I haven't talked to him in a few days, since we kissed last. Part of me doesn't want to see him, let alone talk to him. But the other part is overwhelmed with all the emotions I can't help but answer

  "Yeah?" I call back, not bothering to get up. I look back down at the photo album in my lap. Tears roll down my face as I look at the picture. Fred, George, me, and Ron are all walking down the sidewalk, arms wrapped around each other, faces bright and smiling. It was taken roughly last year during the summer, mum wanting a picuture of her youngest children.

   "Can I talk to you?" Harry asks as I open the door. His hair, a mess as always, is sticking up in a hundred different directions. His green eyes peer curiously into my room, looking around it. He's so adorable.

    "Sure." I say, moving aside. He steps in and I cross my arms. He looks around the room some more. He's never really been in here before. Every time he's stayed here he's been on the top floors with Ron, never really bothering to come see me like he has know. I doubt he found it on his own, probably had Mum tell him where it was.

    "I wanted to see how you have been." He says, looking at me. "Wait, have you been crying?               "No." I mumble, glancing at my self in a mirror that sits on one of my shelves.

    "Come here." He says, opening his arms. In an instant i'm across the room and his arms are securly wrapped around me. Before I can stop myself tears are streaming down my face. I bury my hear in the crook of Harry's neck. "Shh, it's okay." He says, holding me close to him.

   "Why Fred?" I croak, sobbing.

   "I don't know." He replys.

    I don't even realize i've even been talking until we are sitting on my bed facing each other. Harry is playing with my fingers as I talk about Fred. About everything I haven't told him.

    "What about Teddy Lupin?" I ask quietly. Harry glances at me.

    "What do you mean?" He asks, dropping my hand and looking at me.

    "Well, you're his godfather. But, you're to young to care for him." I say. He shrugs. I glance at my hand, that a moment ago was in his. I've been longing for his touch, for him to pay attention to me, and nows my chance. "Where do we stand, eh?"

    "What do you mean?" He asks, looking back at me again. A crease forms in his eyebrow as he looks at me, curious.

    "Are we together, or are we not?" I ask, moving closer to him. My legs unfold and i'm on my knees, my face getting closer to his. "Huh Harry?" I whisper. One of his hands moves to my waist, pulling me down as he lays back.

    "What do you want?" He murmurs. I groan and begin to pull away, but his grip tightens on my waist and pulls me closer to him.  "Really. What do you want us to be Ginny?"

    "I asked you first." I whisper. My red hair falls down and one of Harry's hands reaches up and gently tucks it behind my ear.  "Are you going back to school? When it reopens?" I ask, my heart pounding from our proximimity. Wait, did I really just ask that? I'm an idioit!

   "No." He responds, a frown flitting across his face. Do it!

   "Harry I-" My words are cut off by Harry pressing his lips to mine roughly. I sigh and content and kiss him back, my lips molding with his perfectly. A low groan escapes his throat and my hands find their way to his hair. Next thing I know my back hits the floor and I groan in pain.

   "Sorry, sorry." Harry mumbles, now on top of me. He peers down at me for a minuete before he presses his forhead to mine. "God, your so beautiful."

   "Thank you." I reply, my cheeks turning crimson, and a small smile forming on my lips.

   "I love you." He whispers. I blink back in surprise. It takes me a minute to fully process his words.

   "I love you too." I reply, causing him to smile and kiss me again. The door opens, but Harry doesn't move.

   "Ginny Mu- Oi!" Ron exclaims, catching sight of us. "I uh- Mum uh- the chickens."

   "Ron! You idiot! Come here!" Hermione exclaimes, pulling him out of the room, shooting me a smile, and closing the door again. Harry chuckles before looking back down at me.

   "You really love me?" He asks, a smile on his face again. I roll my eyes.

   "Of course you idiot." I reply with a laugh before he kisses me again.

   "Forever?" He asks, catching me off gaurd again. 

   "Forever." I promise, completly serious now.

   "Good." He says, before kissing me again.

   Hey everyone! So, this is going to be random one shots. Some might be from future stories, maybe not, who know?(; Alright, so this is the first story on this account, blah blah blah. I share an account with Maddy9801, but I don't think she will be posting any stories on this account, or if she wants to post any one shots or any of that. Oh! She got me into wrock music, so the song for today is Oh Ginny by Oliver Boyd and the Remembralls. And, I need a cover for this, any takers?(:

~~~~Sheldon