Author: Midnight White
Story: The Patronus
Rating: Young Teens
Setting: Pre-HBP
Status: Completed
Reviews: 14
Words: 321
Harry Potter stumbled into the Common Room late one night, muttering to himself about the detention he just served and how it wasn't fair. Did Filch really have to make him sweep the all Quidditch bleachers at nine o'clock at night?
In the dim light from the softly glowing embers, he saw someone sitting on the couch, staring into the dying flames. Her fiery red locks were cascading down her shoulders, and her large, chocolate eyes burned like the fire.
"Ginny?" Harry asked, moving slowly towards the couch. "What are you still doing up?" Ginny just shrugged. Harry eyed her closely. "Something's bothering you, what is it?"
Ever since Ron and Hermione started dating, Harry and Ginny had become close friends. When Ron and Hermione went off on their own, so did Harry and Ginny. While the new couple were off snogging somewhere, the Harry and Ginny hung out, doing homework or just talking.
Ginny sighed. "I'm not doing that great at Defense Against the Dark Arts, which is pretty weird. I usually do very well in the subject."
"What are you struggling with?" Harry asked, sitting down next to her and putting a comforting arm around her shoulders.
Ginny sighed again and laid her head on his shoulder. "I'm having trouble with the Patronus Charm. I can't think of a happy enough memory. Everything I think of has something bad to it."
"How about when you played Seeker for me last year?" Harry suggested.
She shook her head. "Tried that."
"The Yule Ball?"
"Tried that, too."
"When Michael Corner asked you out?"
"I even tried that."
"How about when I kissed you?"
"Kissed me?" She asked, turning her head towards him. "But you never..." Ginny was interrupted by Harry. He placed his lips on hers. They sat there, motionless, for a moment or so, until breaking apart. It was Ginny who broke the silence. "I'll definitely try that tomorrow."