Harry and Ginny: How their Relationship should have been
written by Elizabeth Black
We all know that Harry wasn’t a great boyfriend to start... he got better with Ginny, but what could he have done better? Here is the story in which their romance went the way we all wanted it to go.
Last Updated
05/31/21
Chapters
4
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785
Harry: The decision
Chapter 1
Harry raced down the hall, rushing to the Gryffindor common room as fast as he could. He was planing on asking Ginny Weasley our today! Potions class had dragged on that morning, and with his break he had to gather himself. He was going to ask her out, and nothing could change his mind, but he still needed some time to think it over. Deciding to go down one of the empty corridors, he slowed down to a jog, trying to catch his breath.
Suddenly he heard giggling floating out from one of the empty classrooms. Harry wandered in that direction, wondering suddenly what that was all about, and forgetting Ginnys for just a few short seconds. Peeking around the door frame, he saw Ginny and Dean, making out, while sitting on one of the desks. He couldn’t tell who’s hand was who’s, they were so close. Ginny has her hand around Deans waist, and his hand was in her hair.
This was not how it was supposed to go! Harry started to back away, but his trainer caught the door frame, and he fell face first into the classroom. They broke apart, and looked at Harry, who wished he could fall through the floor.
“Harry!” Ginny exclaimed, blushing even redder than she was, and tugging on her long hair pulled back into a plait. Harry grimaced at her, and sighed.
“Sorry to er... intrude... I was er... passing in the corridor and thought I left my er... book in here...” Harry could feel his face flaming up, and he looked down at the floor. Feeling foolish, he scrambled up from the floor and turned to face them,
“Er... get back to er... well... I’m going now so er... I’ll see you latter...” Harry dishes out, not looking back until he heard Ginny’s voice,
“I told you not to kiss me in a classroom Dean”
“Well you kissed me back Ginny, so don’t blame me.”
“You know what, I’m sick of you, have a nice life. You can kiss all the girls you want as long as their not me.”
“Ginny...”
“Goodbye Dean” Ginny said icily, prancing our the door of the classroom and flipping her hair.
Harry, ran around the corner and disappeared, hardly believing his luck. He would send Ginny a note of sympathy and ask her to meet him somewhere. He would then confess his love for her there. Now he just needed to decide where he would tell her to meet him...
Suddenly he heard giggling floating out from one of the empty classrooms. Harry wandered in that direction, wondering suddenly what that was all about, and forgetting Ginnys for just a few short seconds. Peeking around the door frame, he saw Ginny and Dean, making out, while sitting on one of the desks. He couldn’t tell who’s hand was who’s, they were so close. Ginny has her hand around Deans waist, and his hand was in her hair.
This was not how it was supposed to go! Harry started to back away, but his trainer caught the door frame, and he fell face first into the classroom. They broke apart, and looked at Harry, who wished he could fall through the floor.
“Harry!” Ginny exclaimed, blushing even redder than she was, and tugging on her long hair pulled back into a plait. Harry grimaced at her, and sighed.
“Sorry to er... intrude... I was er... passing in the corridor and thought I left my er... book in here...” Harry could feel his face flaming up, and he looked down at the floor. Feeling foolish, he scrambled up from the floor and turned to face them,
“Er... get back to er... well... I’m going now so er... I’ll see you latter...” Harry dishes out, not looking back until he heard Ginny’s voice,
“I told you not to kiss me in a classroom Dean”
“Well you kissed me back Ginny, so don’t blame me.”
“You know what, I’m sick of you, have a nice life. You can kiss all the girls you want as long as their not me.”
“Ginny...”
“Goodbye Dean” Ginny said icily, prancing our the door of the classroom and flipping her hair.
Harry, ran around the corner and disappeared, hardly believing his luck. He would send Ginny a note of sympathy and ask her to meet him somewhere. He would then confess his love for her there. Now he just needed to decide where he would tell her to meet him...
