Chapter 4

10 minutes later with the scores 40-0 to his girlfriend, Harry made a mental note never to do 1 on 1 chaser training with Ginny again. He was right, he was getting hammered and his competitive ego taking a pounding.

"Ill tell you what! " called Ginny " Well do next goal wins, because firstly you can't get near my hoops and secondly as much as I love this date night, a smelly boyfriend isn't top of my list of attractiveness".

She, of course, was referring to the sweat glistening on his forehead, while she bobbed effortlessly on her broom, spinning the Qauffle between her hands.

"You have a list of attractiveness?" replied Harry

"Yeah, and being a good Quidditch player is top of it – but you'll have do it I suppose". She said smiling back, and she accelerated right at him with the Quaffle.

Harry gritted his teeth, as his competitive edge took over. There was no way he was going to allow her past this time, even if he fell of his broom. He kicked his firebolt into action and dived right at her grasping at the red ball in her hands.

He just had time to register the smirk on her face, as she elegantly twisted around him, spinning the Qauffle over his head and catching on the other side. Suddenly Harry was plummeting through the air without anything to stop him. That is until he hit the ground, with a very large thump.

There he sat up for a moment just to see Ginny simply put the Quaffle into the hoops, before collapsing back onto the pitch.

There he lay, staring at the sky simultaneously damning his misfortune as well as admiring the prettiness of the vivid blues and pinks, as the sun began to set.

Suddenly a shadow appeared over him distracting him from his thoughts.

"Alright down there" Said Ginny grinning down at him. "That was quite a dive you took there. Also I can't seem to remember the score, can you please remind me who won" she added with mock innocence.

"Yeah yeah, you did. Now help me up" Harry said stretching out his arm.

Ginny took his hand only to find herself being hauled forward. She squealed as she landed on top of him. Quick as a flash Harry flipped them over, so it was now her turn to lie on the cool grass.

"Let's call that payback "he continued smirking before kissing her. Once again he enjoyed the blissfulness of his mouth on hers, and the feel of their bodies close. After a few moments and both of them in desperate need of air, he rolled of her and together they continued looking at the multitude of colours filling the sky in peaceful silence.

After a few moments Harry broke it – "Where did you learn to do that trick" he questioned turning his head towards her.

Ginny continued staring skyward. "Oh that – well ...umm... I kind of taught it to myself "

"Well I think it was awesome – Merlin's pant's Gin I can't believe you taught it to yourself"

"It's nothing" Said Ginny meekly "To be honest since my brothers wouldn't let me play with them when I was little, I had to come up with some fun things to do – 1 person only you see ".

"Well I officially think you are the best Quidditch player in the Weasley family" replied Harry

"You're only saying that – also you've never actually seen Charlie play, he really could have played for England" she responded quickly continuing to look at the sky.

"Gin look at me" – she turned her head, her brown eyes setting on his green. "You're a fantastic Quidditch player, in all honesty, I've seen you do things on a pitch other's could only dream off, and trust me I've watched you a lot. Yeah sure Charlie could have gone professional and could even have played for England. However he didn't want to. You on the other hand could, it's your future, but I honestly believe that you are one of the best – and that is the truth" he added continuing to look into her eyes.

Ginny stared at him for a moment, before eventually starting to speak "Thanks – that means a lot, if anything you don't know how much- it has been something I've been contemplating about. Professional Quidditch – even writing about the stuff. You know in this past year Ron has been saying that I've got a good Quidditch brain when it comes to tatics and what not."

"If there's something your brother does know about it is Quidditch" replied Harry smiling

"Yeah and not much else "Smirked Ginny

"Now that's a bit unfair "pointed out Harry yet he continued to smile.

"Maybe, maybe he just pretends to be dumb just so Hermione can 'help' him out a bit more" She put her finger on her chin in mock thought "but then again she's not so smart herself at the moment. Why, oh why can't they both just wake up and realise they are perfect for each other"

"Dunno" said Harry in a mixture of agreement and honesty "But I guess people don't randomly just get together now days"

"Ohh Yeah, definitely – people don't just randomly Snog in a common room full of people after winning the Quidditch cup"

"Hey !" Exclaimed Harry "That wasn't random, albeit I didn't exactly plan it... it just happened"

"What you slipped and you're face collided with my face? Did it? "Said Ginny Laughing

Harry sat up and leaned over her. "No... in all honestly I had been wanting to do that for a very long time, it's just that I didn't plan to do it in front of 50 witnesses including your brother and you ex-boyfriend"

"So how did you imagine it?" asked Ginny intrigued

"I don't know maybe a setting like this, with us alone and you looking as beautiful as ever"

"Mr Potter- you are such a sap you know that" and with that she pulled him into a kiss, and with each kiss Harry felt his world light up brighter.

She stood up breaking the kiss, disappointing Harry slightly– "It's such a warm beautiful day, let's finish watching the sunset by the lake- don't look so solemn Harry, we can continue this later" she said winking, and once more she held out and her hand, and this time Harry took it.