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darkhairedgryff (darkhairedgryff) wrote in unexpectedrpg,
@ 2008-07-13 23:39:00

Entry tags:

ginny weasley, harry potter

WHO: Harry and Ginny
WHEN: Sunday Night
WHERE: Ginny's Flat
WHAT: Finding someone that doesn't tick him off
RATING: We'll say PG ... might be some slight cursing.
STATUS: Closed / In progress

Harry was absolutely ticked. He'd gone out with Hermione for an hour or two and the whole bloody world comes crashing down. There had been a reason he had never wanted to get married. He'd simply forgotten what it was until now. It was a bloody pain in the arse, that's what. He still couldn't believe this. She goes and says that she's falling in love with him then invites her ex-boyfriend to live with them the following day and wonders why he's not impressed. As far as he was concerned it didn't take a bloody rocket scientist to figure it out.

To hell with it. Adrian can have the whole fucking lot. To sa that he was angry might have be an understatement, but he couldn't help it. In all honesty, he was jealous, but for Harry that was a big deal. He'd never had to deal with this sort of jealousy before. He didn't know what to do with the doubts and it was coming out in the only way it could.

After what seemed like ages, Harry finally arrived outside of Ginny's flat. He'd partially come here to make a point to Daphne and partially because he was comfortable around Ginny. He had always been and there was a trust there that he didn't exactly feel with Daphne at the moment. After climbing the steps and knocking on her door, he reeled in as much of his anger as possible. One could still tell as it was all but creating a bubble around him, but at least he was trying.

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weesli
2008-07-14 02:14 pm UTC (link)

Ginny's eyebrow peaked upward and she shook her head. "Well, I refuse to boost your ego that much." She was glad to hear him laugh, glad enough to laugh along with him and continue teasing him. "I could write it down for you if you want. Look at it whenever you're feeling down. Or record it, even. Huh? That sounds good, right?" Ginny nodded animatedly, nudging him with the heel of her foot in exaggerated support. She punctuated the thought with an airy laugh and a small smile.

Ginny pulled one of her knees to her chin again, and sighed. She could have easily fallen into her bed and slept for hours as soon as she got home. However, this was a nice change. She had forgotten how much she missed company only when company was given to her. Her thoughts, however, were still ridden with doubts concerning the person sitting beside her. If he hadn't seemed as irked as he did, Ginny would have questioned him more on the reasons he was there, the reasons he married Daphne, the reasons they hadn't spoke since she forced herself to keep quiet at his wedding.

However, as Harry continued speaking, his appreciation began to win her over. Or, at the very least, push her doubts away momentarily. Had this been five years ago, Ginny was sure she would have spoken up, perhaps rashly and strongly. She had been told, though, by more than a few people to behave, to keep quiet, to let Harry be happy and to be happy herself. These days, however, have been days in which she lives one by one, unplanned and a bit stagnant, even if she had been planning a wedding - something most people wait to do their whole life.

Ginny shook her head at Harry. "Don't apologise. I would have been in bed before nine o'clock if you didn't show up." Ginny smiled meekly. "And that would have been a shame." Ginny nodded to herself, mostly, that ache in her chest making itself known again. "And it's no problem. That's what I'm here for." She offered him a smile and looked back to him. She could tell he was doing fairly better and it didn't hurt her to be told her honesty was appreciated. That is, the honesty that she was willing to offer. Ginny sighed at Harry, pulling herself up a bit. "Feeling any better?" She already knew the general answer.

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darkhairedgryff
2008-07-14 02:39 pm UTC (link)

"We all need to go to bed at nine o'clock every once in a while, particularly these days," he responded, knowing that she was probably tired. He knew how hectic the shop could get. He'd been there when George had needed the extra hand. It wasn't surprising that you could be worn out after an eight hour shift, particularly when dealing with the sort of customers that came in.

"Better then I did." He was by no means happy, but he was certainly feeling better then he had been when he'd arrived and that was something. It had been nice to laugh with her again. It had been quite a while since they'd actually been able to without being rushed or surrounded by a horde of people.

"You can tell me not to apologize, but you know I will." he responded, pushing himself up. He had taken up enough of her time with his worries. He was sure she had her own to worry about without adding his. In all honesty, it was probably better to try and fix this mess before letting it brood, otherwise it might just get worse. Offering her a hand, he smiled lightly. "You should sleep, Gin. You look tired ... and I mean that in the best possible way."

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weesli
2008-07-14 03:06 pm UTC (link)

Ginny smiled at Harry as he spoke. She could have guessed this would be their parting conversation, especially since she could see he wasn't completely miserable. Speaking of which, "And you looked miserable when you first got here," Ginny smiled, taking his hand and pulling herself up, too, "In the best way possible." Ginny did not know what this meant exactly, but she felt it was in the best way possible in that he looked better now. This was a compliment, she believed.

Part of Ginny wanted Harry to stay. All of the company she had in her flat so far, she would have preferred they stay, even her mother, at times. Ginny had a feeling the next few days would be ones of reminiscing, of getting in touch with friends, of visiting home - and not just because she had a wedding to plan and go through with. As she tugged on her shirt, coming to her feet, Ginny put her hand on Harry's back to usher him to the door. He had recovered, enough, it seemed and was on his way home or, well, somewhere. "Oh, and next weekend - wedding at my house." Ginny smiled to herself. "Not this one, the Burrow, I mean."

As they reached the door, Ginny wrenched it open and rested her hand on her hip, leaning tiredly against the frame. "You can apologise all you want, you know I won't accept it." Grinning, still wondering whether or not she should have given him a harder time, stepped forward and hugged him around the middle. She hoped she wouldn't have to double think everything she did with Harry because he was now a married man. Ginny let go, leaned back against the door frame and allowed him to leave, offering him a small grin.

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darkhairedgryff
2008-07-14 03:43 pm UTC (link)

He was a bit surprised when she mentioned a wedding. The last time he had spoken with her there had been no wedding and she hadn't been particularly interested in having one. A part of him was relieved that she wasn't going to fight the ministry. He'd been to Azkaban on occassion and he didn't want to see her in a place like that, particularly since the dementors had returned.

"You know I'll be there," he smiled, letting her guide him to the door. It wasn't something that he was going to miss. He'd known Ginny for a good portion of his life and she'd always been there for him when he needed it. It was about time he could do the same thing for her.

When she hugged him, Harry returned the embrace. As far as he was concerned, she didn't need to watch her actions around him. He might have been married but he was still the same Harry he'd been for the past 10 years. His friends meant a lot to him and they always would. "Night, Gin."

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