blazing_ginny (blazing_ginny) wrote in ampfe, @ 2008-08-30 01:08:00 |
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Entry tags: | ginny weasley, harry potter |
Who: Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley
Where: 12 Grimmuld place
When: Christmas day
What: Harry and Ginny enjoy breakfast and... dessert
Rating: Nc17
Christmas morning had broke as usual. The family woke to all find presents at the foot of their beds, delighting in what tidings had brought them this year, but Ginny thought she had just gotten the best gift of all the moment it had turned midnight. Harry had kissed her, and then they found themselves tangled naked under the light of the Christmas tree, making and professing love for each other. Ginny had rolled over that morning and blinked in the sunlight, wondering if it had all been a sweet but cruel dream. She had to get out of bed and go over to the mirror... no, there it was, the red mark Harry had left on her neck. She realized a second later that her tank top was on inside out, the fire had been much lower when they had dressed and headed back to their own rooms.
Grinning in the mirror, Ginny nearly forgot about her other gifts. She shook her head and went back and began unwrapping all the packages that Had been left there.
She had washed up dressed that day in a very pretty green jumper her mum had knitted for her that set off her firey hair and complimented her milky, freckled skin. Silky thread and cut in a v neck but not too low. A simple black skirt that was shorter but modest, and matching green knee socks with her Mary janes finished her outfit. She had made sure she had on that perfume Harry liked and her thick hair was fixed just right before coming down to join the family. Not one for makeup, she had dabbed on the smallest amount of cherry lip balm that made her mouth look pouty and kissable.
She walked into the kitchen and saw Mrs. Weasley busy about setting the table, magicing everything out just so for their late Christmas breakfast. She helped her mum finish setting up and everyone was called in to eat. Ginny tried not too feel too self conscience while she waited for Harry to come in.