All he could think about lately was her. He had only just broken up with Lavender, but he couldn’t wait any longer. He loved her unconditionally, and he needed to be with her. I DO NOT OWN THE SONG!

Ginny observed Harry closely. She could read him easier than she could read a book about the Holyhead Harpies. Something was bothering him, and she knew exactly what it was. It was always the same thing-- guilt. ADDITIONAL CHAPTER TO HBP!

The six of them looked around to find that they had stumbled upon some sort of party, where everyone was wearing costumes. But the strange thing was, the people were dressed up as them! I DO NOT OWN THESE SONGS WHATSOEVER!

He knew it was almost time. He swallowed hard, wiping his trembling hands on his bloody and dirt covered jeans. He passed several people, none of them seeing through the Cloak of Invisibility wrapped tightly around him. That’s when he saw her.

The twins danced around in the falling snow, rejoicing in the fact that they had gotten past their mother, who had fallen asleep on the sofa, whilst knitting and listening to the wireless...... The twins had gone and caused trouble...again.

She was off limits, no matter how badly he wanted to break the best-friends-don’t-date-their-best-friends-little-sister rule. H/G! Some R/H! Slightly AU. Takes place during HBP.

The car ride home from King's Cross after Harry's first year.

Harry’s knees went weak. He had never wanted to be with someone so much before in his life. At that moment, he realized that he had someone else besides his family and Sirius that cared for him. And that person was Ginny. AU--INCLUDES THE TRIWIZARD

Deep down, Harry knew that they were gone, but for those few precious moments with his fireflies, he could believe. I DO NOT OWN THE SONG!

“Do you… Well,” Harry said a bit nervously. He took a deep breath. “Fly with me?” I DO NOT OWN THE SONG!

Harry could feel the slow rise and fall of her chest and he knew she was asleep. He leaned forward and kissed her on the top of her head before he whispered, “I love you, Ginny. Don’t worry. I’ll get us out of this mess one way or another,” into her ear.

“How in the name of Merlin am I supposed to eat food with these bloody things?” Ginny exclaimed after several minutes of trying--and failing-- to eat with chopsticks. I DO NOT OWN THE MOVIE "GREASE"!