Harry Potter X Ginny Weasley Novels & Stories

Ginny's Pov 'Ace!' 'What, Ginny?' 'You have to hurry! The potion is going to wear off on Brax! He's going—' 'Ginny! Shut up. That's none of my concern, and it shouldn't be yours either. You only did that to help us get information.' 'But I...' 'You stupidly fell in love with him. There's nothing we can do about it. You know your mate has been here waiting for you to come back.'

Harry said tendering his hands in front of him. "So, what do you think?" Gwen asked resting her chin on her fist, staring at him with excited eyes. Harry sure had a way of draining her into his first-hand gists. "She's into me, mom! Can't you see?!" Harry exclaimed. Gwenevere laughed. "I'm tell-ing you! She into me. She couldn't get her eyes off me through-out the class. She couldn't stand the charm of the hand-some god sit-ting next to her."

Ginny’s tone was sharp and unforgiving. “I know. That’s why I’m making it up for her.” She scoffed. “For three days? Really? What? Are you a genie who could magically take all of her pain in three days?!” “No. But I can make her happy. She’s even delighted yesterday when she asked me to take her… home.” He gave me a knowing glance that made me choke on air. “This is absurd!” Ginny smacked her hand on my desk. “What are you two talking about as if you want to stab each other out of spite.” Hera just got in and quickly approached us.

She stuttered her wet lashes and forced her lips to smile, "I know that, Aurora. I've known it forever. He loves you a lot. You can't even imagine how much." Aura confusingly batted her lashes. Was she really Ginny? She never seemed like the type to acknowledge the truth that would show herself lower. But here she was doing it much to her dismay. "He's loved you ever since I can remember. Everytime we had sex, it was your name I heard under his drunken breaths." Ginny took a step backwards. She gazed at her phone, indicating that it was her time to leave. But before that, she offered her sincere lamentation through an ached gaze and a smile that couldn't be on her lips.

The casting Unspeakable started to cast a very specific diagnostic. *groan* "Really?" "Really." "Gibbers?" He asked the casting Unspeakable. The cloaked man finished his spell and directed his cloaked face to his superior. "Affirmative for Horcrux." "Bloody Hell. Who is the kid?" The gloved Unspeakable, Buzzer, went to one of the books still on top of the bed and opened it, reading the name written on the front cover's back out loud. "Ginny Weasley."

You won't blush once you gain more experience. Abigail immediately touched her face. It was indeed very hot. She replied: [Uh...] Not only was Ron's wife not there with him, but he had also lost the card game. So, his mood was bad. "Xander, enjoy this amazing time while you can. Maybe one day you'll end up like me, losing your wife and not being able to find her anywhere in the world." Abigail could not stand his inauspicious words. "Mr. Hagrid, you don't have to worry about that. We'll be together forever."

Harry says. "It is not good enough for me! I want you to convince him! If he does not marry me in three days, you will die. I will keep this spell on you until Xavier is my husband," I say. I let go of him, and I kicked away his knife. I kept my grip on him until we left the house to return to the club. I walk in front of Harry. It does not look too good. I know it is because of the pain of the spell. However, the next moment, I fell to the ground. I feel the burning of the knife in my back.

Madelyn looks at me and I smile at her, making her blush. “So, what movie are we watching?” I ask taking the focus off of her. “Well, I think my mate needs to learn what it means to be a Gryffindor, don’t you?” Maeve asks. “Harry Potter it is! I’ll make the popcorn,” I say, showing Madelyn where to sit and grabbing a blanket off a chair to give to her. I don’t know if she’s still cold, but in case she is, I want to make sure she’s warm.

Rachel and Howard exclaimed at the same time, both wrapping their arms around Ginny while she cried. “Ginny, don't say such a thing. No matter what happens, we won't disown you.” Rachel spoke softly, making me scoff. Ginny’s cries grew even louder, her sobs rattling the room as tears pooled at the corners of her eyes, dripping down her already flushed face. She clung to Rachel and Howard desperately, shaking as though she might shatter if they let her go. Before either of them could stop her, Ginny pulled herself free from their arms. She stepped forward and then, thud!

At least Harry had it easy, he didn't have to suffer for three years before he could start dating Ginny! I am talking of course of Harry Potter who shares the same birthday with me, just like my favourite author J K Rowling! But I guess I am more like Ginny who had a crush on Harry for five years before Harry became wise enough to realize who his soulmate was. How simple life would be, if it followed the same pattern as events from your favourite books. Since I never found the courage to open up to Vic, nor found any whiff of interest from him about me, I found my outlet in books.