timeless

Ok this is my first fanfic
I don’t own any part of Harry potter and its characters


Chapter 1

The dream

Harry had been receiving a ton of mail after the end of term and so far only two of the senders seemed to realize his need for normalcy in his life. The first being of coarse the owl that sent his O.W.L. results back (he had receive an O in defense against the dark arts and an A in potions he managed to scrape up ten owls and had the circumstances been different he might have been celebrating) the other had been Ginny Weasely. He wasn’t sure why exactly, but he looked forward to getting letters from her and responded to them very quickly. He found himself writing to her more than he wrote to almost anyone including Ron and Hermione. It was late that night two days before his birthday when he received another owl from Ginny. This one was quite a bit like her last five except that it said for Harry to get ready because they where coming to pick up Harry tomorrow at noon weather his aunt and uncle approved or not. He was immediately filled with excitement, worry, and something else he wasn’t quite sure how to explain in words yet, kind of a rushing sensation like flying on his broom brings but he couldn’t place it. He wrote back to Ginny to let him know that he didn’t care weather the Dursleys approved of him going or not he was going. After he sent Hedwig out to deliver his mail and told her to stay with the Weasleys as he would see them tomorrow and there wasn’t much point to fly back tonight he started packing up his stuff. His room as he just realized was surprisingly messy even for his tastes.

He finished up packing in about two hours and it was now pushing two in the morning. His normal moping around while not completely passed had seemed a bit subsided while he cleaned up his room, but now that he faced yet another dream about Sirus\' death all that he was feeling suddenly fled his mind and the fear of sleep was yet again approaching. He knew that he couldn’t stay awake forever, that eventually sleep would fall upon him. For every night that had passed since Sirus\' death he was still plagued by this fear, this paralyzing fof sof sleep. He laid in his bed thoughts racing trying to stop the horrible visions that flashed before his eyes. Eventually he drifted into sleep. The visions of Sirus\' death shotore ore him, Bellatrix ran out of the room and Harry chased after her he, hit the dark room with the spinning wall just in time to see her leave and the door shut, the room began to spin. \"Let me out,\" he cried, \"let me out.\" The room stopped and the door out opened, he ran through it and found that he was at the burrow enjoying the company of Ginny, holding hands, staring in her eyes as she stared back both with looks of want and love. Harry awoke with a startle; Duddley had just snored really loudly making it hard to tell were he was. When reality snapped back to him and he realized he was in bed, he sat up. He was rather disturbed by his dream. Not just the part about Sirus\' death, but mainly about him and Ginny.

\"Where did that come from,\" he found himself voicing surprised that he had said that. What, did this mean was he in love with Ginny, how could this possibly be. He thought of her as a friend, no more than Hermione to him. Then why the realistic dream.

\"It was just a dream\" but even as he spoke these words, he felt that they where untrue.
The thing about it was he felt that the dream made sense and explained what he was feeling before, at least a little bit clearer than when he first felt it. He knew that the odd soaring feeling was because he liked Ginny Weasley. He would not go as far to say love because he didn’t quite now if he loved her, but he at least admitted that he fancied her. \"This is crazy,\" he thought, \"I don’t have feelings for Ginny, I don’t fancy her.\" But even as he said this he found himself thinking how nice it was going to be when he saw Ginny tomorrow. He laid back down to fall back a sleep again thinking of Ginny, his mind raced about her. His thoughts about Sirus\' death leaving his mind being replaced subconsciously by thoughts of Ginny. Slowly he fell back asleep feeling if not happy then at least something since the death of his godfather. He was back at Hogwarts rumors that he fancied Ginny found there way around school and every where he went he was shot bad glances. Dean tried to fight him every time they met. Ron wouldn’t speak to him. Hermione thought of him as disgusting and Ginny wouldn’t be anywhere with him. He often found her turning the other way when she saw him and noticed that she always took the longest way to classes. He was feeling like a fool for telling her that he loved her. He just wanted to be alone he walked up to his dorm to skip his next potions class. He arrived at the picture of the fat lady, gave the password and walked in. He found himself again at the burrow staring lovingly into Ginny eyes and her staring lovingly back into his. The whole world seemed to stop, seemed to be made just to live this moment with them. Ginny moved in slowly to kiss Harry he felt her warm breathe against his lips. Closer he drew, his emotions flooding his thoughts, he wanted this, no needed this to happen. She brushed her mouth against his to lock into a kiss. Her lips were moist and the kiss was wet with saliva.

Harry Potter awoke the next morning feel more refreshed than he ever had. What was this infatuation with Ginny that he was experiencing with Ginny? It was rather confusing for him. Ginny hadays ays been a sister to him not girlfriend material. He had always found it rather funny that Ginny had fancied him but now the thought had brought around such a good feeling for him. The only problem about the whole thing was last year she said she had stopped liking him and was actually dating Dean. This was a bit discouraging for him and the thought of Ginny with Dean made him jealous. Why hadn’t he seen her as datinteriterial before? Why did he waste his time with Cho why didn’t he go after Ginny he knew that she liked him. The thought of Ginny just really never hit him like that before now why now. Perhaps because she was the only one who really knew what he was going through? She was the only one who could at least conceive the fact of what he felt, not all the way but, more than most people he knew. strostrong urges to be with her started only since her first letter to him just letting him know what was happening there. Not mentioning anything about Sirus, letting his mind escape terrible thoughts about his godfather and join the real world. He kept all of her letters and replied to all of them. He even wrote to her before he would receive a new one from her, just to let her know that he was fine. He received owls from everyone and only sent responses to the order more than Ginny. He felt that if he sent her a letter everyday it would seem odd to her, even though he had the urge to send a letter to her everyday. He just wrote everyday and sent rather lengthy letters to her when he felt comfortable enough to send them. He normally started the day by writing a little bit to Ginny but since he was suppose to go to the burrow today he decided that he really didn’t need to. Plus he didn’t have his owl to send it anyways. So he just laid in his bed and let his mind drift on thoughts of him and Ginny. Why was he dreaming about kissing her she has a boyfrie Thi This thought didn’t sit with him to well as it caused some jealousy and guilt to stir. He didn’t want Ginny to be dating Dean he wanted her to be dating himself, but he also felt bad about the way he was mad at Dean. Dean, while not being his \"friend,\" was still at least a good acquaintance and they had always got along just fine. He was being a bit unfair to himself he didn’t even know if he wanted to be with Ginny or if the fact that her letters had cause a strange infatuation with her. Whatever the reason to it all he knew that he would find out when he saw her if it was love her or the letters.

He allowed his thoughts to move broadly throughout his mind just imagining him and Ginny when he lost all control and broke down crying. Why was he thinking about Ginny and not about Sirus? He felt ssh. sh. He tried to rationalize by saying that Sirus would be happy that he was getting a crush on Ginny or that Sirus wouldn’t want him to feel this b But But know one wants anyone to feel bad and I bet if Sirus had known that he was going to die then he would think a little differently. It had only been a little over a month was he suppose to forget Sirus. He went numb thinking about losing his godfather not even able to cry anymore just nothing. No feeling, just empty. He heard a knock on the door and realized that it was noon. He got up still moping around and changed into some daytime clothing.
\"Boy get down here,” his uncle Vernon roared.
He walked down the stairs to meet who ever was picking him up. He was surprised when he saw Ginny standing in the living room with none of her other family members there.
\"Where\'s Ron,\" Harry asked Ginny.
\"Explain yourself boy,\" his uncle yelled while Ginny said \"home.\"
\"Nothing to explain really just going to spene ree rest of the holidays with the Weasleys.\"
\"Oh really?\"
\"Yes really.\"
Harry could see his uncle trying to fight off a look of triumph. He knew that he could keep Harry there just to make him unhappy but he knew that he could get rid of him earlier than usual.
\"Fine.\"
\"Come on Harry lets go grab your things and signal the knight’s bus.\" Ginny said.
Harry and Ginny climbed the stairs and entered his room. Ginny felt a little weird being in Harry\'s room with him. She closed the door behind herself so she would be over heard and sat on Harry\'s bed. She wanted to tell him that she liked him still and that she had broken it off with Dean but she didn’t know where to start or if he felt the same way.
\"Thanks for sending me all those letters Harry, but I think Ron is a little disappointed you sent me at least twice as many as you sent Ron\"
\"Well it’s just that,\" Harry started knowing that he couldn’t finish the sentence. He wanted to. Wanted to tell her that he liked her and wished she was dating him rather than Dean. He just didn’t know how to get it out without making it sound stupid. \"Replying to you took my mind off of Sirus” he finished.
\"Well I know that it cant be terribly easy for you to have to relive what happened and I thought that I should be contributing to you thinking t itt it I wanted my letters to you to be something that made you a little happier not more depressed.\" Ginny\'s word sounded so sweet to Harry she seemed to really care about his well being and that made his heart rate speed up. He sat down next to her and she moved closer to him. For a minute or two they just stared into each others eyes. Harry wanted to kiss her and thought that that’s was what was going to happen. Everything felt so perfect, he was with her and he knew that it was more than just something he was using to take his mind off of Sirus, he really liked Ginny. But how did she feel about him. Was he just a friend or did she want more. Something seemed to flash before her eyes something vaguely familiar. Kind of like the way she looked at him in the dream. But it was there for a very short time. And he realized that he was staring at her the same way she had been staring at him. She seemed to be taken aback by it and quickly looked away not sure what to say. Had she just seen that look in Harry\'s face?
\"So I guess that we should be going we don’t want to be late mum would kill us.\" Ginny said breaking their silence.
\"Ok,\" Harry sighed.
\"What’s wrong Harry,\" Ginny was a bit shocked by his sigh and also a bit curious about why he did it. She thought that for a few moments that while they where staring into each others eyes Harry seemed to want to kiss her. He seemed like he wanted her, like he fancied her. \"Stop it she told herself you cant let your feelings about Harry allow you to see things that are not there,\" she told herself.
\"Nothing really,\" Harry said quickly realizing that she suspected something.
\"What you want to stay here?\"
\"No.\"
\"Then why sigh about leaving here?\"
\"well its just that,\" he tried with all of his might to make the words come out but he couldn’t no matter how much he screamed it inside his head his mouth wouldn’t move, \"we\'ll talk about it later ok Ginny.\"
\"Ok.\" Harry could hear a bit of disappointment in her voice and his spirits rose a bit. They gathered his trunk and bird cage while he thought about her sigh. Could she actually like him she deem eem disappointed when he didn’t tell her why he wanted to stay? They headed down the stairs and out the front door.
\"See you next year,\" Harry called he got no response in return.
They walked out and down the block to a muggle bus stop and signaled for the knight bus. Harry thought it would be less suspicious to see a bus pull up to a metal post rather than in front of his house. The bus was there as soon as the signal was given.
\"Ello Arry nice t\' see ya.\"
\"Hello Stan.\"
They went up to the top level of the triple Decker bus and went to the back, and sat as far away from sight as possible. Stan came up to collect the fee. Ginny made to reach for money in her pocket when Harry paid for the both of them.
Tanx Arry where ya goin ta.\"
G spo spoke up telling him to take them to the burrow giving him the address.
\"\'K be \'bout alf \'n hour to an hour we got other stops ya know and we wont \'ead ou\' there til er.\er.\"
\"That will be fine\" she liked the idea of spending an hour with Harry. He seemed to think it wasn’t a bad thought either. Stan left and Harry and Ginny were the only ones on the top deck. The bus screeched off making loud pops and cracks as it bounced the seats around. Ginny had fallen into Harry’s arms ans res reluctant to move off so quickly but did so anyways.
\"So Ginny,\" Harry began but couldn’t quite think of what to say next. Ginny reached her hand out as if to hold Harry’s but withdrew when she realized what she was doing. Harry sighed at the lack of words the came from his mouth and Ginny, thinking that this could be a good time to just chat, started.
\"Harry I like you,\" she thought but all she could say was \"Harryiliyou,\" she seemed a bit like herself when he first came over to the burrow. She turned scarlet behind the ears.
\"Sorry didn’t catch that\"
\"No I suppose you would catch that I barely caught it myself and I was the one who was speaking wasn’t I.\"
\"So what did you say?\"
\"Don’t worry about it.\" she couldn’t bring herself to tell Harry that she loved him. She stopped liking him in the last year and dating Michaed Ded Dean made her realize that she stopped just liking Harry and was actually in love with him.
\"Ok.\"
It was really awkward between them and before they had a chance to figure out how to break the silence, they where staring into each others eyes again. She was just so stunningly beautiful. Her eyes allowed him to lose himself into her soul. She was grown up. She was beautiful; her red hair accented her face perfectly. Her brown eyes were full of what looked like love. She had all the right curves in all the right places. She was perfect in every way except that she was dating Dean.
\"So how’s Dean,\" he asked. She jumped his words where unexpected. Not just when he said it but what he said as well. She didn’t think that ouldould care about that.
\"We broke up a week ago but I imagine that he is fine.\" Harry’s heart soared she was single again.
\"What happened,\" he asked but he could hide the excitement in his voice. She seemed to pick up on this and tried to tell him the truth.
\"Well it’s just hard to date someone when you,\" she didn’t finish her sentence, fear gripped her ability to speak.
\"When you what.\" Ginny shook her head. It had been well known that she liked Harry before but she didn’t want to say that she still liked him she knew that he didn’t think of her that way.
\"So got any ideas of your next boyfriend?\"
Harry’s question brought on the possibility of telling him that she thought he was a perfect choice that she loved him that she wanted to kiss him. Instead she just slyly looked at him and said, \"Yes I have someone in mind why do you ask?\"
\"Well I am just curious about you really.\" Harry couldn’t believe that he just said that and he immediately went scarlet he felt his face turning red and tried to stop it but it was too late. Ginny took notice that he was turning red and decided that it was about time to ask him some questions about these weird signals she was getting.
\"Harry do you mind if I ask you some questions?\"
\"No not really what kind of questions?\"
\"Well I want to know why you keep staring at me.\"
\"Well it’s just that um well you see the thing is um I um.\" Harry couldn’t get the words out of his mouth.
\"Because you see it looks to me like you fancy me.\"
\"Well um you see um.\" still unable to talk
\"Would it be better to just shake your head because this is going to bother me if I can’t get any answers out of you?\"
Harry nodded.
\"Ok Harry do you fancy me\" even as she thought these words she couldn’t speak what if he said no what if he laughed at the idea of him actually being able to fancy her. The thought was too much to bare she could live not knowing for sure she had done that for six years now but knowing that he didn’t feel that way would kill her. She had to know though. She needed to know that she wasn’t imagining the things that he did, the way that he looked at her or seemed incapable of coherent speech around her. It was too much she thought about this and finally said “Harry I need to know,” but whatever it was that she needed to know Harry would have to wait to answer. The bus had just stoppedthe the burrow and they where getting off of the bus. There wasn’t even time to finish the question when they exited the bus as theere ere immediately welcomed by the weasley family and Hermione.
\"We will talk later ok Ginny.\" Harry said as he was pulled into a hug by Mrs. Weasley.
\"Ok how a bout tonight,” she replied now getting weird glances from Hermione who seemed to be the only one that was interested in what they where saying.
\"Sounds good to me Ginny.\" Ron and his older brothers Bill and Charlie carried Harry\'s stuff into the burrow. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley lead boinnyinny and Harry inside for some lunch. Hermione and the twins followed. Hermione still seemed to think that the way Harry and Ginny where acting was a bit peculiar.