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Prompt 51

“You really don’t want to open that door.”

Immobile

Ginny walked up the stairs to where Ron and Hermione were standing by Ron's room. Their heads were close as they spoke in hushed tones, Ron's arm wrapped protectively around Hermione's waist as her good hand absently slid along her bandaged arm.

It wasn't until the top step squeaked under her weight that the couple turned toward her.

Ron looked back at the door and then to her.

“You really don’t want to open that door.”

"Trust me, I do."

"He's not doing well at the moment," Hermione's voice was just a touch sullen, but all of their demeanors had been off in the last few days.

"I know," Ginny moved to the door and put her hand on the handle. She didn't hesitate, turning her back on the couple at the top of the stairs and opening the door.

Harry sat on the floor, back against one of the beds, head thrown back on the mattress. He didn't even turn to look at her, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, unseeing, like they had been when she thought him dead.

Ginny shut that thought out as she shut the door and joined him on the floor. He didn't move, didn't acknowledge her. She picked up his arm and wrapped it around her shoulders.

It was then that he pulled her into him.

"I hate myself."

"No, you hate that for a moment your emotions got the better of you."

"I don't want to yell at anyone."

"I know."

He fell silent again and Ginny pulled his bent up leg into her chest in a hug.

"I'm not going anywhere."

Harry pulled her closer, both arms cinching her to his chest.

El árbol late como si volviese a nacer.

¿Es esto la vida, es así el placer?

¿Es que, acaso, para conocer el gozo, hay que pasar por la desdicha que causa el dolor?

He walks under the branches of that tree numbed by the sun that has dried the leaves and absorbed the sap that made it beat. He looks towards the leaves; he analyzes them in silence, while he takes his hands to the dry and hard trunk that invites him to feel. Slide his hands through the rough formation of that surface, and his skin hurts.

The tree beats as if it were born again.

Is this life, is this pleasure?

Una noche lluviosa que decae en ese estoico lugar, aquel espacio donde se respiraba una ataraxia inigualable. Habría pasado demasiado tiempo desde la ultima vez que reflexionaba en esta maraña de pensamientos, de los lúgubres hábitos de más joven donde los sueños afloraban en caudales hacia la incertidumbre del mañana. Ahora solo se ahogan en la realidad en esos pequeños arroyos de las calles vacías, en la misma pregunta ¿A dónde voy? Un extraño sentir desde la perspectiva del insensato futuro de alguien quien no sabe a donde ira ni la remota idea de lo que quiere.

Si exactamente ha pasado lo inesperado, en realidad se puede desconfiar de la mismísimas ilusiones, por que se le da una expectativa a algo que en muchas ocasiones puede llegar a ser otra cosa, esa ilusión vendida de esos grandes aristócratas de la autoayuda y motivación empresarial, una falacia dentro del sistema natural de las cosas, es cierto uno no puede preever lo que pasara solo hacer lo necesario sin ninguna esperanza de algo que puede o no existir.

No a todos se les da ese aire de éxitos descomunales, superfluos y vanos; solo se dan pequeños éxitos los cuales al parecer ya casi a nadie les interesan por su avaricia descontrolada.

Tampoco nadie nos dijo que en ciertas áreas de los estudios, los maestros se llevaran tan en serio su papel de destruir toda tu creatividad obligándote a ver desde su perspectiva y hacer todo como él lo hizo.

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Prompt 70

“Take a walk with me,” He whispered in her ear. “I have to tell you something.”

Crave

He'd been watching her all evening.

Ginny rather enjoyed the attention. She'd missed it while he'd been away for work. And it would be just her luck that he'd get back a few measly hours before they needed to be at a team event to rub shoulders with sponsors.

Harry locked eyes with her across the room and the heat in his gaze left Ginny grasping at the memory of breathing.

He held her gaze as he walked towards her, barely managing the polite nod to the sponsor representative that had cornered him and a few other people.

Harry stepped behind her and casually brought his hand to the small of her back, running his thumb lightly against the fabric of her shirt.

"Take a walk with me," He whispered in her ear. "I have to tell you something."

Ginny didn't manage to hide her smirk as she nodded to yet another sponsor rep and her teammates before Harry led her out of the room. Once in the corridor, he managed to get them around a single corner before pressing her against the wall and capturing her lips.

"Harry," Ginny sighed as she surrendered to his kiss.

Harry hummed and he tangled his hands in her hair and began kissing along her neck.

"I thought you had something to tell me."

Harry slowed and moved back to her lips for a slow, breathtaking kiss. He pulled back just a fraction to whisper against her lips.

"I missed you."

Ginny's lips curved as she wrapped her fingers around the back of his neck to pull him closer against her.

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Prompt 60

I've accidentally confessed that I've dreamt about you…

Fallicious

Ginny glanced at Harry across the table in the Great Hall. Again. She couldn't stop.

“Everything alright, Ginny?” Hermione smirked at her and then also glanced at Harry.

“Fine,” Ginny refused to look away from Hermione; refused to look like the shy ten year old girl that hid behind her mother all those years ago.

“Did you sleep alright?” Hermione continued to watch her. “You look a little peaky.”

She couldn’t stop herself, she glanced over at Harry before answering, and caught his eye.

“Is someone giving you trouble?” Harry leant forward, looking darkly over at the Slytherins.

“No,” Ginny smiled, and relished the way that his eyes softened and he smiled back at her. That was probably why she kept talking. “Dreams just kept me up was all.”

“Voldemort?” Harry had turned his focus to her.

“You,” Ginny didn’t realize the word had vocalized until Harry’s eyes grew to the size of dinner plates.

“Did you just say you were dreaming about Harry?” Hermione’s smirk grew to stretch across her face.

“No,” Ron interrupted, “She said she dreamt of Voldemort and Harry, like in the Chamber. She has those nightmares at home too.”

Ginny kept her eyes on Harry, trying to put so many words into her stare. Harry seemed to struggle with himself for a moment before he picked up his fork again and spoke.

“If you need someone to talk to about those, I can help. I remember how awful that was.”

Ginny nodded, feeling just a little let down that Harry didn’t realize that her dreams were so far from the Chamber in every possible way that she couldn’t even keep the two instances in her mind at the same time.

“Thanks, Harry.”

Harry caught her eye again, holding her gaze for a heated moment.

“Anytime, Gin.”

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Prompt 27

"I vote cake." "That wasn't one of the options…" "Cake is always an option."

Accommodate

Harry looked up from his spot on the sofa and sighed at the clock. Gently shifting his fingers from running through Ginny's hair while she dozed on his chest to slide along her shoulders.

"I suppose we should eat." He ran his fingers against her bare back down to her waist and then up to her shoulders again. "It's nearly ten."

Ginny's reply was a muffled moan that vibrated against his chest.

"I'm still pretending the sun isn't up yet."

Harry nuzzled her head with his nose.

"How do some eggs sound? Maybe some bangers as well?"

"I vote cake." Ginny slid her body further up his so her head now rested on his shoulder and Harry chuckled.

"That wasn't one of the options…"

"Cake is always an option." She turned to kiss his cheek.

Harry caught her lips with his own for a slow, sweet kiss. "Alright, you make the cake and I'll make eggs and some bangers and we can eat them while your cake bakes."

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Prompt 33

Somewhere along the way of fighting side by side, staying up all night chatting about nothing, other friendship things, I’ve fallen in love with you.

Resolve

Ginny had determined that today was the day. She'd known for years that she fancied Harry. Her little girl crush had caused her more embarrassment than she was willing to admit to. But somewhere along the way of trying to move on by dating other people, somewhere after all the times she'd stood and fought alongside him, somewhere after they'd grown close enough to sit and chat about nothing, Ginny realized that her little girl crush was gone and in its place was what she could only describe as love.

Today was the day she was going to tell him, and what better way than to start off the conversation that she'd caught the Snitch and won the House Championship?

Ginny looked back at the portrait hole, wishing for it to open. He had to be done with Snape's detention by now. Where was he? She was trying to think of a valid excuse to leave and find him when she heard the door open.

Time stood still as she looked over at him, hair in every direction, green eyes piercing into her soul, his lips turned up slightly to the left, Harry had finally made it back. Ginny didn't let herself think, she ran. Vaguely she heard the screams of her housemates, in the corner of her eye she caught sight of Ron brandishing the Cup, but she shoved it all aside and pushed through the crowd till she felt Harry's arms wrap around her.

And to her great pleasure, his lips claimed hers.

Ginny threw herself into his kiss. If she never got this chance again, she was going to savor it. His lips were soft, tentative at first, but when she sighed against him he seemed to gain some confidence in what he was doing and deepened the kiss, his tongue pleading entrance which she happily granted. Harry's hands pressed into her back holding her closer, and Ginny pulled herself against him, desperately wanting to make every intention she had clear.

It was the kind of kiss you get lost in and lost in it Ginny was. When Harry parted from her lips, allowing her to draw a much needed breath, it took her a good thirty seconds to remember where she was, outside of Harry's arms. But then he looked down at her and jerked his head towards the door.

Ginny smiled and let him wrap his arm around her shoulders, leading her out of the common room.