This is planned multiple moments throughout Harry and Ginny's relationship. I plan on having it go a chronological order. This one in particular is set after their first kiss in the Gryffindor common room.

The sound of whistles, cheers, and some catcalls were blocked out as soon as the portrait hole closed. Ginny felt like she was floating, No one had ever kissed her like that. Even Dean, though he tried, did not, could not have the same effect that Harry had just had on her. Her lips were tingling, craving more.

Harry was looking like a spooked deer. He didn't seem to be able to comprehend what he had just done. Ginny had to force herself not to laugh, This poor boy. Weeks and weeks he had been staring at her and finally he does something about it. 'He is confused on what to do bless him,' Ginny thought.

They had been stand in front of the Fat Lady for at least two minutes. It was getting harder for Ginny not to laugh. Harry was unmoving, in a slight shocked state. He had faced down Lord Voldemort multiple times, but heaven forbid he knows how to act after kiss a girl.

Finally Ginny couldn't take it. She started laughing. She felt giddy and Harry's face just wasn't helping her cause. The laughter seemed to pull him out of his state. Harry turned towards Ginny, "Laugh it up Weasley, I don't find anything funny here."

Ginny laughed harder, "Trust me Potter, if you could see your face right now…" She let her sentence hang, so she could regain control over her laughter. "Come on let's go for a walk." Ginny grabbed his hand and started the familiar walk towards the grounds.

Harry put up no fight against her, falling right into step with her. They kept their hands locked in a tight embrace as they walked, down the multiple stairways and passages. Neither said a word, but then neither felt like they needed too. They were both comfortable with the silence.

Reaching the lake was no trouble, they didn't need to discuss where they were going, it was like their minds were melted together. They both knew where they wanted to go, and who they wanted to be with.

Ginny knew Harry was going to, to say it plainly, be awkward during the first few moments of their discussion. Hermione had told her that Harry was bad with social situations, especially if it included a girl he fancied. She knew she was going to need to lead him, get him through the awkward first talks.

They found a private spot on the edge of the water. Ginny figured that they would want some privacy. A tree was sitting slight back from the water, the perfect place to sit and keep cool. She tugged his hand towards the tree. Reaching their destination Ginny sat, pulling Harry down onto the grass with her.

They sat together, quite, listening to the sounds of other students enjoying the warm spring day. Hands still holding on to one another. Ginny couldn't help but realize a sigh. She knew she was going to have to start the process, make sure they discussed what just happened. While trying to figure out how to start the conversation, Harry spoke, "Sorry about that Ginny."

Ginny turned to look at the boy, His head was down looking at a blade of grass. His free hand running through field. Ginny laughed again, he was making it all to easy to mock him. He looked up at her laughter, his eyes showed his nerves all to well.

"Harry," Ginny said letting her laughter reside. "I'll tell you I'm not sorry, did you see Ron's face, man it looked like that boy was going to faint."

Harry let out a chuckle, "Well I mean… I didn't tell him I was planning to kiss his sister in front of the entire house." A smile was starting to appear on his face. Confidence coming back, just what Ginny wanted.

"Wait you kissed me?" Ginny asked innocently unable to contain a smirk, "I thought that I made the first move."

Harry looked into her eyes, "I wouldn't be sure about that Weasley. I definitely remember my head moving down towards yours first."

Ginny couldn't help but laugh again, she couldn't contain her joy. Here she was sitting with Harry, the boy who had been staring at her all year. The boy she had been starting at all five years, if she was real with herself.

"Well I ran towards you first, so does that make us equal?" Ginny asked in her 'sweet girl' voice. Harry smirked at her. He was about to speak, but Ginny was going to be the winner of this battle. Moving quickly she positioned herself over him and she pressed her mouth to his again.

It was short and sweet. As quickly as she arrived on his lips, she left them. His eyes met hers as she backed away. Craving and desire shown in his emerald orbs. She laughed and flicked his nose.

She couldn't remove her gaze from his eyes. She had always loved those eyes. They were different than anyone else's. Most people had blue or brown, but Harry he had such a vivid green. She could stare at them all day, if she didn't have other responsibilities

He held her eyes. He seemed as entrances with her as she was with his. He seemed to be trying to understand all of her through her eyes. He was trying to know all her secrets, her desires, all through her eyes.

Ginny couldn't tear herself away from him. She wanted it all, she always had wanted it all. She felt like she was falling, like she was falling straight into his gaze. She never wanted to remove her focus from his never would have been able to do this with Michael or Dean. Their eyes never held her attention like his did.

Harry was the first to break contact. Speaking softly, a mischievous smile graced his lips Harry said, "Wait a minute, Hermione said you got over me ages ago."

Ginny could physically feel the smirk forming at her mouth, "Oh yeah I'm totally over you. No feelings for you, whatsoever."

Harry meet her eyes again. She didn't realize how much she had missed those eyes. They had only been gone for less then a minute and she missed them, Oh no Weasley your falling for his eyes alone, get a grip girl.

"Well if there are no feelings I guess I should be leaving then," He started to move, getting on to his knees, "Don't wanna waste your…"

Ginny stopped him in the middle of his speech but grabbing his robes, pulling him back down to her level. "Just kiss me Potter."

Inspiration goes to Ed Sheeran's song Kiss Me. Some of the other chapters will use the same song as inspiration. As always thanks for reading and I would love to hear any thoughts or ideas.

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