This takes place during Harry's last few days at the Burrow, I suppose. I'm expanding a bit more This is part 1 of 4 parts.
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When she kissed him his entire mind went blank. He had suddenly become blind and deaf to anything that was not her face, that was not her hair and that was not the sound of her voice saying his name. It was if he had just opened a treasure chest and found a mountain of gold. No, this was better. It was like pelting that annoying git Filch with so many dungbombs that he crashed headlong into several suits of armour. His heart soared when ever she touched him, the word 'pleased' did not even begin to describe this feeling, even overjoyed was not a strong enough word. He would hold her close, whisper in her ear and breath in the lovely scent of her hair. Nothing could ever compare to that scent, not daises, not lilacs, not anything. She understood him, she accepted him she, she loved him. He had the world in his arms.
It had all ended much too soon. His relationship, that kiss. He could not bear to put the girl in danger, he would not be able to live with himself if another person he loved so fiercely was put in danger because of him. She didn't care, she dared Voldemort to try and come get her. She was not afraid, she could take care of herself. He had almost cracked when she said that, he could love no other girl after he had met Ginny Weasley. But, no, he had to put his selfish desires behind him, he had to keep Ginny safe.
Whenever he saw her his heart would lodge itself in his throat. His lips ached for hers, his arms missed the shape of her body, his ears begged to hear his name tumble from her lips. But, she would pass by him without so much as a glance. She could hurt him in a way no Death Eater could, not even Barty Crouch Jr. could replicate the pain she had caused him.
He had a mission, he knew he must finish Dumbledore's work. It was now his duty to track down the horcruxes, to find them and destroy them. He knew he could not allow this to bother him, he had to stay focused on his goal. He had to destroy every piece of Voldemort's soul before he attacked the body. His journey was a perilous one he himself did not know how he would survive. It was a journey he would undertake with Ron and Hermione. He was now not only entrusted with his own life, he must also keep the lives of his two dearest friends safe as well. He needed to stay focused, he could not let his mind wander. There was no room for the red-headed spit-fire, not now.
No matter how hard he tried, whenever he caught glimpse of that trailing red hair, whenever he caught a whiff of that heavenly scent of flowers he found it hard to concentrate. The scent suffocated him and yet, he always wanted more. How could one girl cause him so much trouble? He tried to stay away from her but, it was inevitable. He would pass her in the halls of the Burrow, he would see her at the dinner table or outside the window. He wanted her so bad, he couldn't stand it.
Setting the table before dinner was the first time they had been alone together in such a long while. All those feelings for her came flooding back to him, he was sure she felt the same way. Thank god for the next interruption. He did not know if he could have contained himself at that moment
It was on his birthday that he found himself alone with her again. She had invited him into her room, it was the first time he had ever been in there. Their conversation was forced and awkward. Ginny spoke of the journeys ahead of him, her face was hard, her eyes were dry. That was just another thing he loved about her, she was never weepy. She wanted to give him his birthday present, something to remember her by.
And then, she kissed him. It was nothing like the other times he had kissed her, it was so different. He refused to let this moment pass and he kissed her back. At that moment, there was nothing in the world but the two of them. Nothing could compare to this, no words could even begin to describe this feeling. It was better than anything he had ever received, it might have even been better than when Hagrid had given him Hedwig.
He could have killed Ron, the bloke had such rotten timing. Ron's entrance had not only ruined the moment, but Ron had also brought in all of the reasons that told Harry that he needed to stay away from Ginny. He sought out her face but saw only her back. His sweet, strong Ginny, was she crying? He hardly heard Ron as he yelled at him, his thoughts were on Ginny. He could not see a future for them, not matter how hard he tried he could only see Voldemort.
So, what did ya think? It was my first Harry Potter fanficiton and the first thing I've written in a while. Part 2 is already written and will be up soon