He was leaning against the bar when he saw her for the first time in a year, and it was good thing he was leaning to otherwise he may have fallen over with surprise. His best friend was saying something or another about the quidditch match they just competed in and where currently celebrating but Harry is paying him no mind his eyes are still locked on the beautiful women from his childhood who he could have sword last time was a skinny little twelve year old with floo powder on her blushing cheeks. She seems to have filled out a lot there are curves unimaginably sexy curves. And her hair that was once bright orange has darkened to an auburn color and grown in loose curls down to her mid-waist.
Harry’s mind finds it’s way back to the stolen moments he shared with the young women before she left for France. He can almost still feel her lips on his, soft and moist. No one knew of how she had spend her last week, in the meadow between their houses with him it had been there own little secret. Not that either of them where ashamed just shocked. They didn’t mean for it to happen and part of Harry still thought the seven days had been a dream. She had after all not written him once in the time she was gone… but then neither had he.
As if sensing that his eyes where on her she looked at him, green eyes linked with brown and a small familiar and yet so different smile formed across her pink lips and he returned it. Ron stopped mid-sentence and fallowed Harry’s gaze to the women he was looking at.
“I’ll be right back Harry.” Ron stated as he walked away to where she was standing and pulled her into a hug, just Harry was going to walk over to the two another red haired women walked up to him and lightly bumped his shoulder. Harry looked over and smiled at her.
“Hey Mum.” he said his eyes found there way back to the girl.
“Harry, didn’t I teach you that staring is wrong no matter how beautiful and how in love with a person you might be?”, Lily Potter asked her oldest child with a smirk.
“Mum, I’m not in love with-” Harry started but he was cut off by Lily.
“Don’t lie to your mother.” She said with an raised eyebrow. “I’ve watched the two of you since you were kids Harry.”
“She’s like my sister.” Harry grumbled.
Lily laughed, “Yeah if you looked at Kinsley like that your father would have to have a serious talk with you son.”
“Looked at Kinsley like what?” The subject of there conversation asked as she walked up to mother and son.
“Nothing.” Harry said a little to quickly grinning shyly at her while he rubbed the back of his neck like he always did when he was nervous.
“How are you Ginny?” Lily asked hugging her tightly.
“I’m great!” She smiled nodding her head enthusiastically.
“Well darling you look great as well, the French did you some good didn’t they Harry?”
Harry smiled lopsidedly at her like his father often did and nodded. “You look really pretty Gin.”
Lily watched her son fidget under Ginny’s lingering gaze and couldn’t help but laugh. Here was Harry who was normally very suave with the ladies but the one girl he had know since basically the day she was born was making him seem like a nervous little boy talking to his school crush. Lily looked from her son and then to Ginny and decided to leave them alone to catch up.
“It was good seeing you Ginny.” Lily said kissing her on the cheek.
“It was good to see you too Mrs. Potter.”
They stood there awkwardly for a moment and without really knowing what she was doing Ginny wrapped her arms tightly around Harry hugging him so hard he could barley breath, but he returned the hug and breathed in the flowery scent that always seemed to bring a smile to his face. They stood with their arms wrapped around one another for a long time before Ginny finally pulled back, her eyes where watery but she smiled and punched him lightly in the shoulder.
“I missed you Harry.”
Harry was about to tell her just how much she really missed him when a girl with short brown hair grasped his arm possessively and glared at Ginny.
“Hi,” The girl said giving Ginny a once over. “I’m Katie, Harry’s girlfriend.”
Ginny’s smile dropped for a split second before it returned and she shook Katie’s hand. “Ginny.”
“Oh your Ron’s little sister!” She said with a smile her glare completely gone. Apparently little sisters of best friends where no threat to her even if they where as beautiful as the one across from her.
“Yes, Ron’s little sister. Now if you’ll excuse me…” Ginny said without waiting for a reply she left.
“You made her uncomfortable.” Harry accused.
“Harry! She was all over you!” said Katie, raising her voice.
“No, I haven’t see a girl I grew up with in over a year she wasn’t all over me we hugged.” he snapped pulling his arm away from her.
“Whatever that was more than a hug Harry!”
Harry glared at her. “She’s my friend! It wasn’t more than a hug calm down and lower your voice.” Harry replied steadily when he noticed that people including Ginny where looking in there direction.
“I will not lower my voice Harry I know what I saw!”
Harry looked around again and then at Katie very slowly he said, “You need to leave Katie now.” Harry said before he walked away leaving a very pissed off girl in his wake but he didn’t care. Where did Katie get off being rude to Ginny like that? Ginny was one of his closest friends and she had made her uncomfortable after a year of being away. Harry didn’t get angry very often but he sure was now.
“I’m sorry if I caused a fight with your girlfriend.” Ginny said later that night when she found him in the meadow between their houses laying down. It was a warm night the kind from the beginning of the summer that made you so happy you could just die. The sky was clear of any clouds and Ginny found herself thankful that her parents and Harry’s had decided to live out in the country where you could see all the millions of stars in the sky it was one of the many things Ginny had missed while she was away.
“It’s not your fault. Katie is very jealous.”
Ginny smiled. “I can see why she would be, you are the world famous seeker for England you must have girls lining up after you.” Ginny laughed.
Harry nodded in agreement. “Yeah Mum has to beat them off with a bat.” he laughed.
“Oh real cool Harry, your mum beating girls off of you.” She grinned over at him.
“Yeah, Gin I’m the coolest so is my mum.” they where both laughing when suddenly Ginny stopped and looked over at him with a serious expression on her face.
“You didn’t write Harry.” Ginny said with sadness evident in her voice. Harry stopped laughing and met her gaze looking into her big, sad, brown eyes. He lifted his hand from the cool grass and touched her face gently.
“Neither did you Ginny.” Was his quiet reply he sounded just as sad as she did.
“I thought…” She paused for a long moment.
“You thought what Ginny?” He asked.
“I thought that you would change your mind about us after I left.”
“I wouldn’t have.” He said absolutely positive that he would have waited for the fiery red head.
“But you have now?” asked Ginny.
Harry shook his head unsure of what to say to her. “I’m with Katie now Ginny.”
“Right.” Ginny nodded she stood up and looked down at him “I get it I’m sorry for… I shouldn’t have said anything.”
“Ginny Wait!” Harry said trying to grab her arm to keep her from rushing off but she pulled it away gently.
“It’s fine Harry.” and then she left Harry alone in the meadow, their meadow was how he liked to think of this place even though the others often joined them there for a game of quidditch. For Harry it was a place to come and look back on the past one of peace and happiness before everything got all jumbled up. It was his most favorite place in the world and in the almost eight months since he and Katie had been dating he had never brought her here. It was as if by doing so he would taint the memory of those late summer days spent with Ginny in his arms. With a groan Harry fell back onto the grass. Things where about to get a lot more complicated.
A/N: Now I know this isn't the best first chapter but it's just a start chapter two is much better. I promise. Review if you think I should continue! :)