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A short Hinny one shot cause I’ve been obsessed with @blvnk-art and the way they draw the pairing. Their Harry and Ginny are beautifully portrayed, so realistic and full of life, and with more chemistry than in the seven movies together. Go look them up, you’ll love their drawings.
“Race you to the Whomping Willow Potter”
“Your ruin Weasley”
Ginny sets off towards the stairs, dropping her bag and spilling all her books over the floor.
“Oi, what about your things!?”
She barely glances at me, continuing to run like a bloody maniac, but I see a hint of a smirk before a wave of red hair hides her face. I chase after her, ignoring the protests and surprised yelps of students walking in the halls as we rush through them.
“It’s a shame you’re still the Quidditch team’s Captain! You’re bloody slow Potter!”
I scoff, skipping the steps of the stairs two by two. I’d answer her, but I’m running low on energy as it is. Fuck, I do need to train more.
Her black robe billows after her, blazing long hair flying against the air coming in from the courtyard as she continues running. The startling blue sky blinds me for a few seconds, and I put a hand against my forehead to protect me against the light. The grass dances with the breeze, emerald green reflecting the rays of sun. My breath is coming in short gasps, but I don’t stop, stubbornly chasing after the sneaky little minx.
She’s ten feet away, sprinting towards the Quidditch Pitch as fast as she’s on air, laughing with mirth. I close the distance between us, five feet, three feet away until she’s at reach.
“Hah, got you”
She wriggles against my arms, groaning when I just tighten them against her waist. “It was a race, not a dare to catch me you idiot”
I laugh in the crook of her neck, smelling her coconut body wash and a hint of something sweet. Maybe a new perfume?
Her skin is smooth as a baby, and I unashamedly rub my nose against it. Ginny elbows my ribs and I let go with a startled yelp.
“You were enjoying that too much Potter”
The corners of her lips curl in a teasing smile, and for a moment I’m struck speechless by how beautiful she is. I’d been so blind, focusing on my best friend’s little sister to realize how fucking stunning she’d become on her own right. Brilliant, harsh and aggressively beautiful, Ginny Weasley was a force of nature.
“Well, you are my girlfriend after all”
She snorts and continues walking backwards, never taking her eyes off me. She has pretty eyes, I realize, almond shaped and a beautiful shade of brown.
The sun illuminates her skin, a jumble of red freckles covering the bridge of her nose and a bit of her cheeks.
“Not if you continue being that slow no, I can’t have my boyfriend embarrass me in front of the whole school”
I smirk with malice, happy to bring her down a peg or two. “Something you’d know about, Miss Eyes Green as Fresh Pickles Toads”
That makes her stumble, and I take the chance to close the gap between us and wrap a hand around her neck, warm with embarrassment under my fingers. Her lips are soft, and all that attitude vanishes in a second as she sighs against my lips, curling her hands around the lapels of my uniform. The low murmur of students chattering inside the castle reaches my ears, the cheerful tune of birds chirping and the rustling of leaves in the border of the Forbidden Forest.
I feel Ginny’s lips curve in a smile and I can’t help smiling back, even as we break apart and I rest my forehead against hers, breaths mingling together.
My opinions on the Names of Harry's Children
James Sirius Potter:
Names after your Father and Godfather, Very good choices, would also cause Mcgonagall grief in having not one, but two Marauders back at Hogwarts in one body. 10/10
Albus Severus Potter:
Named after the guy who had you raised for slaughter, and the other guy who was obsessed with your mother and bullied you and your friends to the point that he was the biggest fear of the friend who KILLED THE SNAKE. -100/10
Lily Luna Potter:
Named after your mother and a friend. Harry got to name 2/3 children, let Ginny name 1 at least, also I think Mcgonagall deserved a child named since out of Her, Snape, and Dumbledore, she was the only one who really gave a sh*t about the student's safety. 6/10
The proper way to end a date
Harry and Neville are in similar positions, their both in gryffindor, both born in july, both 14, and both horrible at potions.
Another thing they have in common is unrealistic expectations. Nevilles’ gran wants him to marry a smart Pureblood girl and carry on the line of the noble and most ancient house of Longbottom.
everyone expects harry to be perfect and just like his parents, who he hasn't seen in 13 years. Hes supposed to be strong, and smart and fearless and in love with a red head just like James Potter, they expect him to win the triwizard tournament but they also hate him for entering himself, and on top of that Its like everyone expects him to marry Ginny Weasley.
The problem with both these scenarios is that Neville and Harry like each other.
For the yule ball Harry and Neville don’t take each other, instead take female dates. Harry just before the last minute asks Pamad Patil a ravenclaw, to be his date; Ron finds out harry has a date and realises that he also needs a date and rudely but successfully asks Pavari, Padmas’ identical twin. Neville asks Ginny, and is shes more than happy to go as third years don’t have their own invitations to the ball.
Neville dances with Ginny and Harry sits with mopping with Ron. throughout the dance Ginny keeps maneuvering Neville around to be able to keep her eyes on harry, eventually Neville gets tired of it and he drops Ginnys’ arms, saying,”if you want to dance with someone else so bad, than just do it”. She huffs grumpy over being caught, as she starts to walk over to where harry and her brother were sitting, Neville walks in the opposite direction.
Harry and Ron are having just as much luck with their dates as Neville is after Ron in a fit of jealously told the twins that he’d much rather be with someone else than sitting at a table with them. After that the twins went and joined the crowed. He and Ron sit quietly, harry watching as his date is whisked off into dancing with someone else.
Hermione joins the boys looking flustered, “Viktors just gone to get us some drinks”, Ron throws a fit hearing Hermione call “the enemy” by his first name. She storms off to meet Viktor halfway. “Shes mental” Ron says miffed, with the face of a man who knows hes lost the argument. Harry sighs and gets up, walking towards the doors.
When Ginny locates her brother and her future boyfriend, they are already walking off. She sighs and turns back to Neville but when she looks over her shoulder she can't find him. She looks among the crowd and finds him, a couple moves out of her way and she sees loony Lovegood taking his hand as she guides her to dance. She huffs again and walks towards the doors ready to go to sleep.
Neville spends the last few hours of the ball swaying softly to the music with Luna's head on his shoulder as they talk.
Later he walks up to the dorms quietly and everyone is already in their beds, with the curtains closed giving the illusion of sleeping teens. Neville knows better, he walks over to Harry's bed and whispers the password to his locked curtains, harry is in his bed sketching flowers out of his herbology textbook for homework due the next day. Neville turns towards his own bed and throws whats in his hands before turning back and offering Harry his hand.
Harry puts his books and pencil down before shuffling out of his blankets and taking Nevilles hand. They walk out into the open space and dance to the sound of the fire cracking and snow falling outside the tower window.
a full set of kids in the 90s.
I saw these on pinterest and I just f#cking started laughing my ass off 😭
