Ron & Hermione
O_O That picture of Harry and Draco is hot...NOT THEM TOGETHER! But they both look really cute in the pic lol. When it comes to other couples in Harry Potter I also like Harry/Ginny (the orange crush ~_^), Draco/Pansy (mwahhaha the evil love), and Lucious/Narcissa (not gonna talk about them since not much is known about their relationship). So here are the cute moments between these two cute and I think now considered CANON pairings. (Yay! for HBP!) ^_^
Draco & Pansy
Harry & Ginny
Yay!!!!!! Thanks to Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince we know that these two DO LIKE each other! I'm so happy I could CRY! Anyhoo it's kinda of sad though...Harry stops his relationship to go after Voldy but I think she'll wait for him ^_^ Harry & Ginny 4Ever! Anyhoo read the great moments that proved these two were meant to be ^_^
Chamber of Secrets
The Prisoner of Azkaban
The Goblet of Fire
The Order of the Phoneiz
The Half-Blood Prince
Goblet of Fire
The Chamber of Secrets-
At that moment, there was a diversion in the form of a small, red-headed figure in a long nightdress, who appeared in the kitchen, gave a small squeal, and ran out again. "Ginny." said Ron in an undertone to Harry. "My sister. She's been talking about you all summer."
On the third landing, a door stood ajar. Harry just caught sight of a pair of bright brown eyes staring at him before it closed with a snap. "Ginny," said Ron. "You don't know how weird it is for her to be this shy. She never shuts up normally --"
"Oh, are you starting at Hogwarts this year?" Harry asked Ginny. She nodded, blushing to the roots of her flaming hair, and put her elbow in the butter dish. Fortunately no one saw this except Harry...
crowd cheered and clapped and Harry found himself being presented
with the entire works of Gilderoy Lockhart. Staggering slightly
under their weight, he managed to make his way out of the
limelight to the edge of the room, where Ginny was standing next
to her new cauldron. "You have these," Harry mumbled to
her, tipping the books into the cauldron. "I'll buy my own
--" "Bet you loved that, didn't you Potter?" said
a voice Harry had no trouble recognizing. He straightened up and
found himself face-to-face with Draco Malfoy, who was wearing his
usual sneer. "Famous Harry Potter" said Malfoy.
"Can't even go into a bookshop without making the front
page." "Leave him alone, he didn't want all that!"
said Ginny. It was the first time she had spoken in front of
Harry. She was glaring at Malfoy. "Potter, you've got
yourself a girlfriend!" drawled Malfoy.
what yer little sister said," said Hagrid nodding at on.
"Met her jus' yesterday." Hagrid looked sideways at
Harry, his beard twiitching. "She said she was jus' looking
around the grounds, but I reckon she was hopin' she might run
inter someone else at my house." He winked at harry.
"If yeh ask me, she wouldn't say no ter a signed-"
"Oh, shut up," said harry. Ron snorted with laughter and teh ground was sprayed with slugs.
Hot all over at the thought of being given a valentine in front of a line of first years, which happened to include Ginny Weasley, Harry tried to escape. ..."I've got a musical message to deliver to 'Arry Potter in person" he said. ..."What's going on here?" came the cold, drawling voice of Draco Malfoy. ...desperate to get away before Malfoy could hear his musical valentine. ...Harry tired to make a run for it, but the dwarf seized him around the knees and brought him crashing to the floor. "Right, he said, sitting on Harry's ankles. "Here is your singing valentine: His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad. His hair is as dark as a blackboard. I wish he was mine, he's really divine, The hero who conquered the Dark Lord. ...Malfoy was looking furious, and as Ginny passed him to enter her classroom, he yelled spitefully after her, "I don't think Potter liked your valentine much!" Ginny covered her face with her hands and ran into class.
came a faint moan from the end of the Chamber. Ginny was
stirring. As Harry hurried toward her, she sat up. Her
bemused eyes traveled from the huge form of the dead
basilisk, over Harry, in his blood-soaked robes, then to
the diary in his hand. She drew a great, shuddering gasp
and tears began to pour down her face. "Harry-oh
Harry-I tried to tell you at b-breakfast, but I
c-couldn't say it in front of Percy-it was me, Harry-but
I-I s-swear I d-didn't mean to-R-Riddle made me, he
t-took me over-and-how did you kill that-that thing?
W-where's Ridde? The last thin I r-remember is him coming
out of the diary-" "It's all right," said
Harry, holding up the diary, and showing Ginny the fang
hole, "Riddle's finished. Look! Him and the baslisk.
C'mon, Ginny, let's get out of here-" "I'm
going to be expelled!" Ginny wept as Harry helped
her awkwardly to her feet.
explain when we're out of here," said Harry with a
sideways glance at Ginny who was crying harder than ever.
"But--" "Later," said Harry shortly.
He didn't think it was a good idea to tell Ron yet, who'd
been opening the Chamber, not in front of Ginny anyway
"Right," said Ron looking extremely put out, "this is getting stupid. Ginny, you can go with Harry, and I'll just--" "I can't," said Ginny, and she went scarlet too. "I'm going with--with Neville. He asked me when Hermione said no, and I thought...well...I'm not going to be able to go otherwise, I'm not in the fourth year." She looked extremely miserable. "I think I'll go and have dinner," she said, and she got up and walked to the portrait hole, her head bowed. Ron goggled at Harry. "What's got into them?" he demanded. (LOL i love that line...Ron sounds like a guy complaing to his friend about thier wives lol)
ironed your best cloths for tomorrow morning, Harry, and
I want you to wash your hair tonight too. A good first
impression can work wonders." Ron, Hermione, Fred,
George, and Ginny all stopped talking and looked over at
him. Harry nodded and tried to keep eating his chops, but
his mouth had become so dry he could not chew.
He supposed Ron & Hermione were cloistered in the prefect's carridge, but Ginny was a little way along the corridor, chatting to some friends. Hr made his way towards her, dragging his trunks...he tapped inny on the shoulder. "Fancy trying to find a compartment?" "i can't, Harry, I said I'd meet Dean," said Ginny brightly. "See you later." "Riight," said Harry. He felt a strange twinge of annoyance as she walked away, he long red hair dancing behind her; he had become so used to her presance over the summer that he had almost forgotten that Ginny did not hang around with him, Ron, and Hermione while at school.
"Hang on," said a voice close by Harry's left ear abd he caught a sudden waft of that flowery smell that he had picked up in Slughorn's dungeon. He looked around and saw that Ginny had joined them. "Did I hear right? You've been taking orders from something someone wrot ein a book, Harry?" She looked alarmed and angry. harry knew what was on her mind at once. "It's nothing like," he said reassuringly, loweing his voice. "it's not like, you know, Riddle's Diary. It's juts on old textbook someone's scribbled on." "But you're doing what it says?" "I just tried a few of the tips written in the margin, honestly, Ginny, there's nothing funny..." "Ginny's got a point," said Hermione, perking up at once.
Momentairly stymied, Harry watched Ginny Weasley playing with arnold the Pygym for a while before seesing a way around this objection..
"Hey Harry, I'm suppose to give you this." It was a scroll of parchment with Harry's name wriiten upon it in familiar thin, slanting writing." Thanks Ginnu...It's Dumbledore's next lesson!" Harry told Ron and Hermione, pulling open the parcthment and quickly reading it's contents. "Monday evening!" He felt suddenly light and happy. "Want to join us in Hogsmeade, Ginny?" he asked.
Harry's thoughs strayed to Ginny as they trudged up the road to Hogwarts through the frozen slush. They had not met up wtith her, undoubtedley, thought Harry,, beacsue she and Dean were cozily closeted in Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop, that haunt happy couples. Scowling, he bowed his head against the swirling sleet and trudged on.
"I can fix that," said harry, landing beside the two girls, pointing his wand at Demelza's mouth, and sayinf "Episkey". "And Ginny don't call Ron a prat, you're not the captain of the team..." " Well, you seemed too busy to call him a prat and I though someone should..." Harry forced himself not to laugh.
When Harry pushed open the tapestry t take their usual shortcut up tp Gryffindor tower, howerever, they found themselves looking at Dean and Ginny, who were locked in a close embrace and kissing fiercely as though glued together. It was as though something large and scaly erupted into life in Harry's stomach, clawing at his insides: Hot blood seemed to flood his brain, so that all though was extinguished, replaced by a savage urge to jinx Dean into jelly. Wrestling with this sudden madness, he heard Ron's voice as though from a great distance away.
Harry hardly noticed the sound of shattering glass; he felt disoriented, dizzy; being struck by lighting bolt must be something like this. 'It's just because she's ron's sister,' he told himself. You just didn't like seeing her kissing Dean because she's Ron's sister... But unbidden into his mind came an image of that same deserted corridor with himself kissing Ginny instead...the monster in his chest purred...but then he saw Ron ripping open the tapestry curtain and drawing his wnad on Harry, shoutimg things like "betryal of trust"..."suppose to be my friend"...
Harry lay awake for a long time , looking up at the canopy of his four-poster and trying to convince himself that his feelings for Ginny were enterily elder-brither. They had lived, had they not, like brother and sisiter all summer, playing Quidditch, teasing Ron, and having a laugh about Bill and Phlegm? H ehad known Ginny for years now...it was natural that he should feel protective...natural that he should want ti look out for her...want to rip Dean limb from limb for kissing her...No...he would have to control that paticular feeling...
She's Ron's sister, Harry told himself firmly. Ron's sister. She's out of bounds. He would not risk his friendship with Ron for anything. He punched his pillow into a more comfortable shape and wiated for sleep to come, trying his utmost not to allow his thoughts to stray anywhere near Ginny.
Harry heard Ginny saying blithely to an irate Proffessor McGonagall, "Forgot to brake, Professoor, sorry." Laughing, Hary broke free of the rest of the team and hugged Ginny, but let go quickly. Avoiding her gaze, he claped a cheering Ron on the back instead as, all enmity forgotten, the Gryffindor team left the pitch arm in arm, punching the air and waving to their supporters.
"But I suppose he's got to refine his tecnique somehow. Good game, Harry." She patted him on the arm; Harry felt like a swooping sensation in his stomach, but then she walked off to help herself to more butterbeer.
"There isn't anyone I want to invitem" mumbled Harrtm who was still trying not to think about Ginny any more that he could help, despite the fact that she kept cropping up in his dreams in ways that made him devoutly thankful that Ron could bot perform Legilimency.
"Don't call her that, Ron," snapped Ginny, pausing behind Harry on her way to join her friends. "I'm really glad you're taking her, Harry, she's so exctied." And she moved on down the table to sit with Dean. Harry tried to feel pleased that Ginny was glad he was taking Luna to the party but could not quite manage it.
"Harry, you've got a maggot in your hair," said Ginny cheerfully, leaning across the table to pick it out; Harry felt goose bumps erupt up his neck that had nothing to do with the maggot..
"Ginny came in to visit while you were unconscious," he said, after a long pause, and Harry's imagination zoomed into overdrive, rapidly constructing a scene in which Ginny, weeping over his lifeless form, confessed her feelings of deep attrction while Ron gave them his blessing...
Hermione even escorted them down to breakfast, bringing with her the news that Ginny had argued with Dean. The drwosing creature in Harry's chest suddenly raised it's head, sniffing the air hopefully. "What did the row about?" he asked, trying to sound casual as they turned onto the seventh-floor corridor that was deserted but for a very small girl....
"Never mind her," said Harry a little impatiently, "What did Ginny & Dean row about, Hermione?" "Oh, Dean was laughing about Mclaggen hitting that bludger at you," said Hermione.
"Yeah, well, there was no need for Ginny and Dean to split up over it," said Harry, still trying to sound Casual. "Or are they still together?" "Yea, they are...but why are you so interested?" asked Hermione, giving harry a sharp look. "I just don't want my Quidditch team messed up again!" he said hasilty, but Hermione continued to look suspicious , and he was most releived when a voive behind them called, "Harry!" giving him an excuse to turn his back on her.
Harry did not answer. The thought of that little golden bottle had hovered on the edges of his imagination for some time; vague and unformulated plans taht involved Ginny splititing with Dean, and Ron somehoe being happy to see her with a new boyfriend, had been fermenting in the depths of his brain, unacknowledge except during dreams or the twlight time between sleeping and waking...
"Coward," said Hermiome, though she looked amused. "Well, it was a bad night for romance all around. Ginny and Dean split up too, Harry." Harry thought there was a rather knowing look in her eyes as she told him, but she could not possibly know that his insides were suddenlyy dancing the conga. Keeping his face as immobile and his voice as indifferent as he could, he asked, "How come?"
She's ron sister. But she ditched Dean! She's still Ron's sister. I'm his best mate! That'll make it worse. If i talked to him first- He'd hit you. What if i don't care? He's your best mate!
Ginny did not seem at all upset about the breakup with Dean; on the contrary, she was the life and soul of the team. Her imitations of Ron anxiously bobbing up and down in front of the goal posts as the Quaffle sped toward him, or of Harry bellowing orders at McLaggen before beinf knocked out cold, kept them a;; highly amused. Harry, laughing with the others, was glad to have an innocent reason to look at Ginny; he had received several more Bludger injuries during practce because he had not been keeping his eyes on the Snitch.
The Battle still raged inside his head: Ginny or Ron?
Yet Harry could not helo himself talking to Ginny, laughing with her, walking back from practice with her, however much his conscience ached, he found himself wondering how best to get her on her own.
Harry found himself longining for a struck of luck that would somehoe cause Ron to realize that nothing would make him happier than his best friend and his sister falling for each other and to leavethem alone together for longer than a few seconds.
"Give it a rest Hermione!" said Ginny, and Harry was so amazed, so grateful, he looke dup. "y the soundof it, Malfoy was trying to use an unforgiveable curse, you should be glad Harry had something good up his sleeve."
Harry looked around; there was Ginny running toward him; she had a hard, blazing look in her face as she threw her arms around him. And without thinking, without planning it, without worrying about the fact that fifty people were watching, Harry kissed her. After several long moments- or it might have been half an hour- or possibly several sunlit days- they broke apart.
The creature in his chest roraing in triumph, h egrinned down at Ginny and gestured wordlesssly out of the portrait hold. A long walk in the grounds seemed indicated, during which- if the had time- they might discuss the match.
The fact that Harry Potter was going out with Ginny weasley seemed to interest a great number of people, most of them girls..
"Three dementor attacks in a week, and all Romilda Vane does is ask me if it's true you've got a hipogriff tattooed across your chest." "What did you tell her?" "I told her it's a Hungarian Horntail," siad Ginny, tuning a apage of the newspaper idly. "Much more Macho." "Thanks," said Harry, grinning.
Then another voice said, "Harry, come one." A much smaller and warmer hand had enclosed his and was pulling him upward. Hey obyed it's pressure witjout really thinking about it. Only as he walked blindly back through the crowd did he realize, drom a trace of flowery scent on the iar, that it was Ginny who was leading him back into the castle.
"She's not that bad," said Harry. "Ugly, though," he added hasilty, as Ginny raised her eyebrows, and she let out a reluctant giggle.
"I'm going to bed," yawned Ginny. "I haven't been sleeping that well since...well...I could do with some sleep." She kissed Harry (Ron looked awat pointedly), waved at the other two, and departed for the girls dormoitories.
Hermione's face was glazed with teras, but Ginny was no longer crying. She met Harry's gaze with the same hard, blazing look that he had seen when she had hugged him after winning the Qudditch Cup in his absence, an dhe kknew that at the moment they understood each other perfectly, and that when he told her what he was going to do now, she woulnd not say, "Be careful," or "Don't do it," but accept his descion, beceause she would not expect anything less of him.
"Ginny, listen..." he said very quietly, as the buzz o conversation grew louder around them and people began to get to thier feet, "I can't be involved with you anymore. We've got to stop seeing each other. We can't be together." She said. with an oddly twisted smile, "It's for some stupid. noble reason, isn't it?" "It's been like...like something out of someine else's life, these last few weeks with you," said Harry. "But I can't...we can't...I've got things to do alone know." She did not cry, she simply looked at him. "Voldemort uses people his enemies are close to. He's already used you as bait once, and that was just because you're my best friends sister. Think how much danger you'll be in if we keep this up. He'll know, he'll find our. He'll try and get me through you." "What if i don't care?" said Ginny fiercely. "I care," said Harry. "How do you think I'd feel if this was your funeral...and it was my fault..."She looked away from him, over the lake.
"I never really gave up on you," she said. "Not really. I always hoped...Hermione told me to get on with life, maybe go out with some other people. relax a bit aound you, becaise I never used to be able to talk if you were in the room, remember?" And she thought you might take a bit more notice if I was a bit more- myself." "Smart girl that Hermione," said Harry, trying to smile. "I just wish I'd asked you sooner. We could've had ages...months...years maybe..."
"But you've been too busy saving the Wizarding world," said Ginny, half laughing. "Well...I can't say I'm surprised. I knew this would happen in the end. I knew you wouldn' be happy unless you were hunting Voldemort. Maybe that's why I like you so much." Harry could not bear to hear these things, nor did he think his resolution would hold if he remained sitting besides her....With a miserable gesture, Harry got up, turned his back on Ginny and on Dumbledore's tomb, and walked away around the lake..
Goblet of Fire- Not much really, But they they
did start putting her face in the movie a lot. She was
everywhere, it was realy nice to see her around. Also
there were some HG moments that made sooo happy ^^
The second was when they were in the tent after
the game was over. The boys were making fun of Ron and
Ginny told him she though he was in love. Harry gave her
a sweet look when she said it ^^ I think that was all but
yup, the HG is coming so mwhahahah...HHr's...beware and
:_: the sadness of it all no? Honestly even though it eneded like this, I have not lost hope for this ship. Why? You may ask, well Ginny said that she never gave up on him so what makes anyone believe she will now? I beieve that Ginny will be waiting for Harry when he comes back (whether alive or dead) from deafeating Voldy. Also you have too see that Harry would have falter if he had stayed close to Ginny...which is why he turned away from her and walked away. And some people out there (H/Hr shippers) are probably happy that Harry 'dumped' Ginny...but he didn't really 'dump' her. He 'let her go', and these IS a difference. Dump would mean he would no longer want her, basicaly what Ron wanted to do to Lavender. Harry let Ginny 'go', not because he wanted to, but because he knew he had to. If he hadn't he knew that Voldemort might use her to get to him...he let her go for her safety because he CARED! And to people who think that Ginny slipped him a Love potion...all I have to say is...*laughs hystiraccly*...Ok I'm done. Harry & Ginny 4EVER!
Draco & Pansy
AWWW I love these two! So evil, mean and probably spoiled. I think Draco and Pansy can be considered a cannon pairing. Their together a lot in the books just making fun of Harry and they even went to the ball together ^_^ Plus, Harry has Ginny and Hermione WILL get with Ron so that leaves cute lil Draco by himself, who better to fall for then a girl who's in his house, and who probably sees him as a god ^_^
Goblet of Fire
Order of the Phenoix
Prisoner of Azkaban
(After Darco got hit my Buckbeck and was taken
to the castle by Hagrid)
"They should fire him stright away!" said Pansy Parkinson, who was in tears.
"It was Malfoy's fault!" snapped Dean Thomas. Crabbe and Goyle flexed their muscles threateningly.
"I'm going to see if he's okay!" said Pansy, and they all watched her run up the marble staircase.
"How is it, Draco?" simpered Pansy Parkinson. "Does it hurt much?"
"Yeah," said Malfoy, putting on a brave sort of grimance, But Harry saw him wink at Crabbe and Goyle when Pansy looked away.
Goblet of Fire
A group of slytherins came up the steps from their dungeon common room. Malfoy was in front he was wearing dress robes of black velvet with a high collar, which in Harry's opinion made him look like a Vicar. Pansy Parkinson in very frilly robes of pale pink was clutching Malfoy's arm.
Order of the Phoenix
"Malfoy," replied Harry at once, his worst fear confirmed.
"'Course," said Ron bitterly, stuffing the rest of the frog into his mouth and taking another one.
"And that complete cow Pansy Parkinson," said Hermione viciously. "How he got to be a prefect when she's thicker than a concussed troll..."
- Chapter 7
But then Goyle slammed the door the door shut and Flung Zarbini off him; Zarbini collapsed into his own seat looking ruffled, Vincent Crabbe returned to his comic, and Malfoy, sniggering, lay back down across two seats with his head in Pansy Parkinson's lap. Harry lay curled uncomfortably under th cloak to ensure that every inceh of him remaninded hidden, and watched Pansy stroke the sleek blond hair off malfoy's forehead, smirking as she did so, as though anyone would have loved to have been in her place.
Malfoy sat up very suddenly knocking Pansy's hand aside.
"A lot of boys like her," said Pansy, watching malfoyout of the corner of her eyes for his reaction. "Even you think she's good looking, Blaise, and we all know hoe hard you are to please!"
Malfoy sank back across her lap and allowed her to resume the stroking of his hair.
"What do you mean, you ight not be at Hogwarts next year?" said pansy indigantly, ceasing grooming Malfoy at once. "I might have - er- moved on to bigger and better things." Pansy resumed the slow stroking of Malfoy's hair, looking dumbfounded. " Do you mean- HIM?" Malfoy shrugged.
Pansy was gazing down at malfoy as though she had never seen anything so awe-inspiring.
"You go on," Malfoy told Pansy, who was waiting for him with her hand held out as though hoping he would hold it. "I just want to check something." Pansy left.
"Come on , Harry, he was jsut showing off for Pakinson..."
But he was obviously showing off for Parkinson, wasn't he?" interjected Ron quickly before Hermione could say anything.
Malfoy had already been visited in the hospital wing by Pansy Parkinson, who had lost no time in vilifying Harry far and wide.
Prisoner of Azkaban
Pansy: Does it hurt terribly Draco?
Draco: It comes and it goes. Still - I consider myself lucky. If hadn't been for Madame Pomprey, in another minute or two and I uh...could have lost my arm.
Ron: Listen to the idiot. He's really laying it on thick isn't he? (It's funny that Ron should say this...considering that he did the smae thing at the End of the movie when he's foot was hurt)
AWWWWW, these two would just be great. They were made for each other lol. They're both prefects, both thier dads are death eaters, they're both in slytherin. They have similar attitudes, for sure Pansy likes him cause come one she CRIED for him and she worried about him after, and she laughs at his jokes. As for Draco, we're not sure of how he feels about her but he probably at least likes her a little. I mean he took her to the dance and she seems to hang out with him a lot and he doesn't seem to mine. These two are a couple made in sweet hell and hopefully we'll see more of the together in the next to books, if not, well lets say i'm thankful for fanfiction ^_^
Ron & Hermione
Harry & Ginny
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