Goodbyes

Harry knew this was coming. He could see the scene now. Shiny tears streaming down her perfect face. Leaving shimmering lines across her pale, flawless skin. He wouldn't be able to look at her. But he knew her well. She would hold his gaze. Challenging him somewhat. She would put her hands on his face and lower his lips to hers. That would make him weak. Thats the things about Ginny, even a small glance causes his heart to swell with love. She had a way of making him forget about what he was going to do when he left her. He couldn't think about that now. He had to say his final goodbyes. He slowly, almost reluctantly, desended the stairs. On his way, he passed Ginny's room. He snuck a glance inside as he remembered how they had talked for hours the other night. Or it could have been the other week. All the days seemed to bleed into each other since Mad-Eye had died. He sighed softly and carried on down the rest of the stairs. As he wandered into the kitchen, he caught sight of Hermione, her bushy brown hair pulled up into a loose ponytail. His eyes then snapped to a figure entering the room. There she was. Red, flaming hair flying behind her. Pearly sheen skin catching the dim light. Chocolate brown eyes sparkling. He couldn't believe he was about to do this. "Ginny?". She spun around to face him. God, she was beautiful. How had he not noticed her before last year? A smile lightly played at the edges of her lips. The lips he could never get out of his mind. He had to do this. She must have known this was coming. Although she did not cry, or even look upset. Her face hardened ever so slightly as she nodded. Hermione looked up from her thick book and gave me a small encouraging smile. I held out my hand as Ginny began to walk towards me. She gave me a warm loving gaze as she clasped her hand in mine. "We need to talk"...