Hinny Moments

Shoving my hands into my pockets, I roll my eyes as Ginny graces the room with her presence, Dean on her arm. Of course he is.

Fuck this party, fuck all of this.

I don't need to do this, Slughorn is basically eating out of my hand anyways. Rolling my eyes, I watch as she walks across the tent, smiling and laughing with certain people, Dean following her behind, his eyes glancing down a couple times.

My jaw tightens watching, tonight she graces us with a short black dress, holding itself up with spaghetti straps, a little slit opens up her right thigh, her neck line ends at a very low, and very exposing end, leaving the swell of her breasts just to peak over, not in descent, still elegant but very, very sexy. On her neck is a silver necklace, one that if you looked at it properly was probably the snitch necklace that Nessa got her for her birthday, it has a picture of them two on each wing if you look into it.

Her wrists and hands have jewellery, on her left is that charm bracelet Sirius gave her and the stupid bracelet she made for us two.

It's not that stupid I suppose since I refuse to take mine off, and it has all the necessary charms and shit to keep it safe.

Ginny tucks a loose piece of half up-half down hair behind her ear, showing off the little crescent moon tattoo hiding there, and the earrings littering her ear.

Her rings make her complete, her infinity loop and her leaf ring, still glued onto her fingers.

Slowly, so slowly in fact that it hurts the fact I have more time admire her even more, Ginny walks over to me, ditching Dean as he meets up with some Hufflepuffs.

She wanders over to me, suddenly the need to drink is needed, my throat is dry, so dry it's hurting. I clasp onto my pink drink that Neville brought over and take a sip, enjoying the little spike that seems to be in it, good old Slughorn.

"Who's funeral is it?" Ginny asks, her grin never leaving her.

She takes a glance at my suit, well I say suit but really it's trousers and a shirt that's got a couple buttons undone, to say that it's a tent, it's quite warm in here.

"I'm not sure yet." I grin back, here lies Dean Thomas, an unearthly dick. Just a thought.

"You ready to go on stage yet?" She asks, plucking my glass from me.

I watch her take a sip, before saying, "waiting for Ben and Neil to get their arses over, until then I'm gonna be the loner in the corner."

"Where's Luna."

"She's chatting up some Slytherin it seems, Rolf Scamander." I respond, "where's your wanna be boy?"

Ginny rolls her eyes at the name I seemed to have given Dean. "Talking to Seamus. They’re probably trying to find a way to spike the drinks."

"Ah. And he's left you by yourself?" I ask, of course he's left her by herself. What an dick.

"Well would I be talking to you otherwise?" She raises an eyebrow, taking another sip of my drink, "but by the taste of this, they don't need to spike anything."

"You do know that's my drink right?" I nod my head to the pink drink, how it's gone from full to like a quarter of it left.

"So?"

"Get your own." I state, watching as Neville walks around the place, watching to see who needs a refill. "One minute." I hold one finger out and storm over to Neville.

Grinning to him I pick up two more of the drinks, "thanks mate. Make sure Luna doesn't go dry either." I wink.

Neville nods, "I've got you Harry."

I nod back to him and walk back over to an confused Ginny, with her arms crossed over her chest, "here M'lady. Drinks are served."

"Why thankyou young sir." She grins, accepting her own drink. Saving me from thinking of mouth being around the rim of my glass for the rest of the night. Something I do not need to imagine, as my imagination seems to run wild at the minute. Like her pretty little legs wrapped around-

"Potter. You ready?" Neil appears, Amber, his blonde girlfriend next to him.

"You alright cap? You look like you've seen a ghost."

Oh not a ghost my friend, a scandalous sex dream about the girl standing next to you.

"Yeah I'm fine. We should get set though." I smile, and with one nod to Ginny I leave the other two to say goodbye to their dates, putting up the microphone and putting on the amp.

Neil jumps onto the stage next, pulling up his grey trousers on the way. He picks up his red electric guitar and plugs it in, listening out for the hum.

Since the drums are already set up, Ben struts onto the stage taking his place.

Slughorn places his wand to his neck, "can I have your attention please?" The room grows to silence as everyone watches him, "Thankyou all for coming tonight, it has been the most joyous occasion all year, and for me, maybe you for a while now. And to end off a good night, my friends and students are going to put on a little show for us, so let's get rocking."

With that the room walks towards the stage, some more graciously then others, particularly the younger ones who obviously took their first sip of alcohol tonight.

Ginny rolls in, her cheeks slightly blushed due to the hue of alcohol rolling through her system, she sways slightly into Dean and as much as I hate to admit it, Dean's looking after her, his arms wrapped around her from behind, his head lying on her head. And if it wasn't for the fact that I fancy Ginny and the fact I know he's a dick to her, I would even say that look cute together, happy even.

I feel a zing into my shoulder and turn my head to Ben his head nodding forwards, focus Harry.

With on sneer on the drum I'm back in the world, strumming along with the song, making sure to keep in beat, never once looking out, afraid of getting the feeling just to run off.

I take one glance up after one song, to see Ginny dancing around, she catches me looking and grins up to me, her freckles crunching up at her nose scrunching, her dimples cute as ever.

She winks to me, and all thoughts of even being nervous disappear, fuck liquid luck, get yourself a Ginny Weasley. She's an unlimited supply of luck, and happiness, and confidence. She makes my world come alight with one touch or look. And the confidence that James Potter is known for, I feel it flowing through my veins more often then not now.

I change the beat up after some ridiculous pop song and I look to Neil, seeing him match the beat along with Ben, I said no to originals of course but that didn't stop us from messing around with them.

'Demons hide behind my back
And I can see them, one, two, three, four
Leading me to do their dirty work
Won't let them knock them knock down my door
Oh, the stupid truth is I'm so bad for you'

I swish my guitar behind my, clapping, hoping the room joins me. Of course the first person to join is Ginny, she lets go of Luna for a moment, the widest grin spreading across her face as she claps, singing with me as if she knows the songs.

"Oh-no-no-no, I can't take it
Oh-no-no-no, I won't break your heart again
I don't want to be a monster among men
Oh-no-no-no, I can't take it
Oh-no-no-no, I won't break your heart again
I don't want to be a monster among men
Oh, no I don't wanna be a monster
Among men
Oh, no, I don't wanna be a monster
Among men

Fragile, always 'bout to fall just like sand
Castles, three, two, one, go
Strong hold, it's time for me to admit
That I'm a asshole, so here I go"

Cheekily, Ginny nods to her head to me being an asshole, I shake my head, grinning as I go again into the chorus, feeling the room connect with me, like the whole world could be dying right now, but this room wouldn't more because they all have their our eyes on us, on me. And for once it doesn't make me feel uncomfortable, infact it's kind of riveting.

"Oh, the stupid truth is I'm so bad for you
Oh-no-no-no, I can't take it
Oh-no-no-no, I won't break your heart again
I don't want to be a monster among men
Oh-no-no-no, I can't take it
Oh-no-no-no, I won't break your heart again
I don't want to be a monster among men
Oh, no I don't wanna be a monster
Among men
Oh, no, I don't wanna be a monster
Among men"

It's fun living up here, and for a couple more songs we manage to get Slughorn crowd surfing through people, while Luna manages to jump up onto a table, doing a little ritual dance it seems with Ginny, who doesn't give a shit who sees her, and I don't think it has anything to do with the fact she's tispy.

Dean is nowhere to be seen for once in his life, which is a little worrying but it's fine, because I've got eyes on Ginny, and surprisingly Nessa managed to sneak in, she's now joining Luna and Ginny on the table, dancing around.

I turn my head to Ben to see him shaking his head at the girl, he mouths the words to me, crazy.

The next song that seems to pop up is one that I'm ashamed to admit, I wrote for Ginny. It was after a quidditch practice, the first time I got hit in the head with a ball, she insisted I go see promfrey, which I did, just for her to tell me to stay up all night and not go to sleep, so I naturally spent that night, writing. It's where most of these songs come from to be honest, Neil's wrote a few and I know for a fact Ben's wrote one.

"Every moment spent,
I wish I was with you
And every night I've slept
I dreamt I was with you
No matter where you go,
You know I'd wait for you
I would break and bend,
If you wanted me to

(Lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love)"

Ginny jumps down from the table after some blonde girls insisted nagging, she rolls her eyes and waits for Nessa and Luna.

"So you go your way,
And I'll go mine
And if we're meant to,
I'll meet you there
We can't speed up the hands of time
But if were meant to
Lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love
I'll meet you there
Lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love
I'll meet you there
Lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love"

I watch her come really close to us, never not dancing and waving upwards, accompanied with Nessa, Luna swandered off to talk to the brunette from earlier.

"When its physical, I can't keep track of days
But the emotional, is more then we can take
Oh, I'm waiting for, waiting for you
To tell you that, tell you that you're
Oh, I'd keep waiting for, waiting for you
If you wanted me to

(Lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love)

So you go your way,
And I'll go mine
And if we're meant to,
I'll meet you there
We can't speed up the hands of time
But if were meant to
Lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love
I'll meet you there
Lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love
I'll meet you there
Lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love

This time or next time,
You know I'll meet you there
This time or next time,
You know I'll meet you there
This time or next time,
You know I'll meet you there
This time or next time,
You know I'll meet you there
And if we're meant to be,
I'll meet you there
We can't speed up the hands of time
But if were meant to
Lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love
I'll meet you there
Lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love
I'll meet you there
Lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love"

The rest of the set went a little like this, different songs, same kind of thing. They really liked it though, and to be honest we sounded really good together. Knowing when to harmonise and change the beat slightly of the song.

At the end of our agreed 8 songs, Slughorn clapped us on the back and as he shook our hands he handed us a couple galleons with a wink.

"Where is she?" Ben exclaims excitedly, craning his neck, he's looking for Nessa. I'm looking for someone I shouldn't be looking for.

I scan the room, waiting for her head of red to appear.

Ginny's dazzling grin stands out from the rest of the crowd as she appears; a curtain of auburn curls flying behind her, then her ivory shoulders and vulumptous bodice, a hand grabbing onto a painted red one, probably belonging to a Nessa O'brien. I notice as my eyes rover along her body that her black painted toes are bare against the marble; and alas I spy a glitter of silky black in the nearest Christmas-tree pot holder as she dances between students. Expecting her to race to us, maybe to Ben. I watch her hurry towards us with a jaw achingly wide grin. My heart skips a beat when she is five feet away, hurdling towards me at a top speed. I barely have time to comprehend what's happening before she jumps into my arms. Ginny let's out a squeal of excitement, as she flings her arms around my neck, my own gluing themselves to her curves, indulging myself in the comfort of Ginny's neck as I lift her up off her feet.

But Ginny was laughing, and then I'm joining her, because I just sung infront of a lot of people, and she'd been beautiful all night and she was hugging me.

The moment was over too quickly, even if I had spun her in circles and she burried herself into the crook of my neck.

"I'm so proud of you." She whispers into my ear. My hands slide to her waist as her feet meet the ground, Ginny's head tilts upwards to meet my gaze, grinning at my spectacularly.

"Great gig mate." Deans voice pulls me out of Ginny, like a ice-bucket washing over me I pull away. How stupid can I get? She's with Dean, in love with Dean. Wants to be with Dean. Dean, Dean Thomas.

"Yeah thanks." I smile all the while knowing I want nothing more to be in his shoes.

"We're sick Potter." Ben jumps down, grinning at me while wrapping his arm around my shoulders, "I mean, I've got fucking 10 galleons out of 8 songs. That's like four quidditch newsletters or some pizza. Worth every fucking tap."

"Yeah I'm down to do that again." Neil collapses on the stage, sitting down with his feet dangling off the side.

"You should consider it boys." A brunette with beautiful blue eyes floats over, moving through Ginny and Dean to get closer to me.

"Oh hey Tori." I grin, moving over so she can sit next to me. We met a couple years back, I was holding Ben up from throwing up over the Astronomy tower, she was there looking after her friend, and we bonded over mutual throwing up friends. Ben tried to make a move on her, it was painfully disturbing.

She's wearing a cute royal blue dress, matching her eyes, "hey Harry, you did really well." She smiles shyly, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

"So...drinks anyone?" Dean asks, pushing an gobsmacked Ginny away, with grinning Neil and frowning Ben with a confused Nessa by his side.

I chuckle at them lot, a tug at the back of my mind wonders why Ben's frowning, he's always been the one to tell me to go live my life, hook up with some girls and party a bit more.

"Sorry about that. I didn't mean for your girlfriend to be mad, I was just hiding from a lad." She says lowly, I furrow my eyebrows and look to where she's looking, at the auburn girl who seems to be staring.

"No, no. Ginny's just a mate." I shake my head, turning back to her.

"Oh. It just seems like-"

"Nope. She's got a boyfriend. I'm painfully single." I grin.

"Well you don't have to be single." Her eyes widened then she stumbles over her next words as she says, "not that I'm making a move on you, I'm talking to someone. I just mean-"

"I know what you mean. Don't worry Tori." I knock her shoulder while I say, "I know you think I'm just a hunk and that no one could refuse me."

"After all you are The Chosen One."

"Very funny." I deadpan, I jump off the stage and offer her a hand, "now if you'll excuse me I need to go speak to my special, special friends."

She laughs and nods her head, "okay, I'll catch you later Harry."

I nod my head and stalk over to the goons in the corner, all of which are staring me into oblivion. Ginny's nowhere to be seen, neither is Dean, or Nessa and Neil. So it's just me and Ben.

I sit down, grabbing the drink on the table I left, and just as I gulp it down someone slaps me on the back of the head, "Ow. What was that for?"

"You stupid fool." Ben hisses, flicking my head, "do you know what you've just done?"

"Apparently not." I scold him, rubbing my forehead, "if you could explain without physically hitting me that would be brilliant."

"No promises. Your a twat." He grumbles, "I mean out of all the idiotic things you could have done. And you do this."

"What have I supposedly done this time?" I roll my eyes, slouching in my seat.

"Flirting with Tori."

"That wasn't fucking flirting."

Ben rolls his eyes, "to you no? To the ginger who's been watching your every more. You might as well tongued the girl right there and then."

"What? Ginny." I ask, this is fucking unbelievable.

"No fucking Ron." He rolls his eyes.

"Why the fuck should she care. She's got a boyfriend remember." I hiss lowly.

"Only because she can't have you."

"Shut it. I don't need your dramatics. As much as I love you Walker. I don't need my head to be filled up with her anymore then what it is." I stand up and adjust myself, "I'm going to bed. I'll see you later okay?"