What a World. After many months of not writing, I have returned and started a little something, what it will end up as? Only G(inny)od knows! It's a bit of Hinny fluff, mixed together with a lot of my ramblings and a good sprinkle of yapping. Maybe you'll enjoy. lol Warning it's an AU Quick description Harry finds himself on a somewhat spiritual journey, or to put it simply, a train to a place he hadn't been to before, yet he isn't quite sure what really brought him there. He soon finds the culprit, a culprit with red hair and brown eyes. Bringing him a long overdue reunion with an old friend that might even (probably(definitely)) be more. This Fanfic might not be for everyone, it will eventually, turn into a "Mr. and Mrs. Smith" kind of story, only that Harry and Ginny aren't Special Agents but politicians and diplomats, fighting battles with arguments rather than guns. Draco also plays a big role and his (platonic) relationship with Harry. The Hinny includes: Best friends to lovers, pining, being in denial, and loads of loads of fluff. Read the full first Chapter on: AO3 FFN Here is a little snippet from the First Chapter:
Yet Harry knew it wasn’t her beauty that really drew him in. Partly, of course, but also, not really. What had truly drawn him was her shining personality, her kindness, the rich laughter, the sparkle in those chocolate eyes which just lit up in happiness when someone cracked a particularly good joke. The way she stood up for those she loved, her fierce temper, like a force of nature, unyielding, she could rip you to pieces in an instant if deserved so. A personality to behold.
It was all wildly attractive to him, attractive in a way that had him traveling three hours by train on some wild goose chase across the country. Even though he was probably chasing himself more than Ginny at that point. Deep down, he was chasing his own cause for initiative, maybe he had to prove it to himself, that he still had it in him, old Harry could still make his move, dormancy be forsaken.
“I’ve missed you, it’s been like months, it must’ve been what? March? April? The Burrow, Ron’s birthday! Yes, then it was March.”
It had truly been a while, which he knew he was entirely to blame for.
“Yes, I think so.” Ginny looked pensive, seemingly still unsure what to make of the whole situation of him just showing up at her doorstep unannounced, after months of no contact not to mention. He truly couldn’t blame her for that.
“But either way I am happy to see you, I’ve missed you too, at least having someone in my corner who trusts me to take care of myself, with the endless lines of brothers that check up on me as if couldn’t take care of myself just because I don’t have a penis between my legs.”
Harry snorted at that, maybe only to mask the feeling of searing heat that swiftly spread through his body at her declaration of conviction. Was it normal to be this turned on by sheer confidence in oneself? Either way, he was touched by her words, he knew that she knew that he would never doubt her strength. Not many people were as durable, as robust, or simply as powerful as Ginny Weasley was.
“I’d never doubt you’d keep that lot on their feet, matter of factly I always thought they simply respected you too much, which might’ve been the conduit for their brotherly over protection.” He gave her a quick smile, which she reciprocated.
“Oh, they did! Respected- or more like -feared.” She smirked, making those rosy lips look way more kissable than they had any right to be. ...
