sunlit days are here to stay

Art - Dauntless (Tris/Four)

2011-12-27T23:52:09Z

Title: Dauntless
Characters: Tris/Four
Rating: PG
Media: Pencil, Photoshop
Note: Feel free to skip over, I just wanted to post as I'm fairly happy with this - it's my first fanart that is not HP, it's Divergent instead (that book I recommended the other week... it seems another book obsession has begun!).

Art - Harry's Girl

2011-12-23T22:14:33Z

Title: Harry's Girl
Characters: Ginny
Rating: PG
Media: Pencil, Photoshop
Note: *ponders* I might have to start a portrait series of all my favourite characters! Here is Ginny as I see her is my head :)

Art - Photographs (Harry/Ginny)

2011-12-20T01:49:52Z

Title: Photographs
Characters: Harry/Ginny, Teddy, Ron, Neville
Rating: PG
Media: Pencil, Photoshop
Summary: Photographs on Harry’s desk of his time spent since the end of the war.
Note: My assignment for hg_seasonsfest Autumn 2011, this was for aggiebell90 :)

From the left:
The Burrow - Harry and Teddy
The Three Broomsticks - Harry and Ginny
Ministry Ball - Harry and Ginny
Halloween Party - Harry, Ron, Neville

Merry Christmas!

2011-12-17T23:45:41Z

Art - Harry Kissed Her (Harry/Ginny)

2011-11-17T20:21:45Z

Title: Harry Kissed Her
Characters: Harry/Ginny, Ron, Hermione
Rating: PG-13
Media: Pencil on paper
Summary: Set during HPB - “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.”
Note: Another canon kiss :) Did this today and thought I better post it before I start wanting to screw it up in a ball and start again it... hope you all like!

Art - Better Than Firewhiskey (Harry/Ginny)

2011-10-20T18:53:45Z

Title: Better Than Firewhiskey
Characters: Harry/Ginny
Rating: PG-13
Media: Pencil on paper
Summary: Set during DH, Harry's 17th birthday (I think we all know the scene very well!).
Note: I've been bad, I haven't posted in ages! So, here's some art.... I'm not 100% happy with this, but I thought I'd post it anyway and if I get around to improving it I'll just post it again. Hope you all like it!

Art - Miles From Where You Are (Harry/Ginny)

2011-09-01T18:26:09Z

Title: Miles From Where You Are
Characters: Harry/Ginny
Rating: PG
Media: Pencil on paper
Summary: Set during DH, though miles apart Harry and Ginny think of each other.
Note: So, this took me about 5 hours but I think it was worth it, I'm pretty happy with how it looks. When Harry would get out the Marauders Map in DH was one of my favourite moments and I've always wanted to draw it. Not coloured yet but since you all seemed it like the last one just in black and white I'm posting it anyway :)

If you want to see it enlarged go here - http://fbo66.deviantart.com/#/d48j8nl

A little pimping!

2011-08-28T21:52:15Z

Art - A Moment Alone (Harry/Ginny)

2011-08-28T19:28:50Z

Title: A Moment Alone
Characters: Harry/Ginny
Rating: PG
Media: Pencil on paper
Summary: Harry and Ginny sneak off for a moment alone at their wedding.
Note: I've coloured this one, but I'm not happy with it yet so I thought I'd go ahead and post this to start with. Hope you all like it :)

Art - A Particularly Happy Hour (Harry/Ginny)

2011-08-10T11:20:37Z

Title: A Particularly Happy Hour
Characters: Harry/Ginny
Rating: PG13
Media: Pencil on paper and then coloured and edited in Photoshop.
Summary: A little missing moment! Harry and Ginny enjoy a particularly happy hour during HBP.
Note: Here's another H/G one! I realised half way through that I hadn't drawn them in robes as they should be, but I figure it's a summers day so they might have just taken them off :)

Kinda coloured:

Original artwork:

Thank you!

2011-08-06T18:51:53Z

Dear katwoman_68, ratherbsailing and queenb23more,

Thank you SO much for my lovely LJ birthday gifts! <3

Art - One Lazy Morning (Ron/Hermione)

2011-08-05T22:36:19Z

Title: One Lazy Morning
Characters: Ron/Hermione
Rating: PG
Media: Pencil on paper and then coloured and edited in Photoshop.
Summary: Ron and Hermione in bed one lazy Sunday morning.
Note: I'm on a roll! I am finally wanting to properly draw again (since I had a horrible art teacher two years ago who sucked the creativity out of me), which feels great! Here's a Ron/Hermione one for you :)

Coloured:

Orignal Artwork:

Art - Reunion (Harry/Ginny)

2011-08-03T15:37:17Z

Title: Reunion
Characters: Harry/Ginny
Rating: PG
Media: Pencil on paper and then coloured and edited in Photoshop.
Summary: Harry and Ginny reunite after the final battle.
Note: I'm such a sucker for H/G, just re-read HBP (for the 100th time) and I love them all over again! I've had this it in my head to draw ever since I saw the last movie and I thought it would be nice to post as my return to LJ :) hope you all like it! Please let me know what you think.

Coloured:

Original Artwork:

Happy Birthday katwoman_68!!

2011-02-23T21:29:08Z

Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday dear Kathy,
Happy Birthday to you!!!

xxxxxx

Art - Quidditch Weekly

2011-01-19T19:46:31Z

Title: Quidditch Weekly
Characters: Ginny
Rating: PG
Media: Pencil on paper and then coloured and edited in Photoshop.
Summary: Ginny graces the cover of popular wizarding magazine, Quidditch Weekly.
Note: Thought I would do another magazine cover... hope you like it :)

QUIDDITCH WEEKLY, January 2002

Art - Mother & Child

2011-01-18T17:59:05Z

Title: Mother & Child
Characters: Ginny, Baby James
Rating: PG
Media: Pencil on paper and then coloured and edited in Photoshop.
Summary: Ginny and baby James share a little mother and son moment together.
Note: This is for katwoman_68 who deserves a little something for all that she does!

...at fics_by_mkf!

Drabble - To Become a Weasley

2010-12-02T14:29:57Z

Title: To Become a Weasley
Words: 100
Rating: PG
Characters: Harry/Ginny, Weasleys
Summary: Harry can't wait to marry Ginny and become a Weasley.
Author's Note: My first drabble in ages! This was written with the prompt 'treacle tart' for hpgw100.

Treacle tart was one of the many things Harry loved about dinner at The Burrow. With its humbling warmth and insistent chatter, the Weasley's home was everything he never had as a child.

Laughter sounded, cutlery clattered and a beaming Mrs Weasley levitated yet another delicious dessert onto the groaning table. Just then, Harry felt Ginny squeeze his leg. She smiled, the ring glittering on her finger and Harry knew that it was time to tell them all. As he glanced around the table at the wonderful family before him, Harry decided that he couldn't wait to become a Weasley.

Happy Birthday aggiebell90!!

2010-11-02T07:59:43Z

Sorry it's late Julie, but I hope you had a wonderful birthday! xxx

Drabble - The Biggest Wedding of the Year

2010-10-04T22:51:51Z

Title: The Biggest Wedding of the Year
Words: 620
Rating: PG
Characters: Rita Skeeter, Harry, Ginny, various others
Summary: Harry and Ginny hit the headlines in Rita’s latest article.
Author's Note: Several people asked me to write this as a companion piece to the Witch Weekly cover art I did for takingitinturns earlier this year. So, I've finally done it and here it is! Thank you again to the wonderful Kathy!

THE BIGGEST WEDDING OF THE YEAR
POTTER'S SECRET MARRIAGE EXPOSED

The truth is out! Everyone’s favorite bachelor, Harry Potter, has turned from hunky Deputy Head Auror to husband, writes Rita Skeeter. Our very own wizarding hero, has once again shocked the wizarding world with his unforeseen marriage to Hollyhead Harpies lead Chaser, Ginevra ‘Ginny’ Weasley! The couple, notorious for having eluded reporters in the past, wed last Sunday afternoon at the Bride’s childhood home in the small village of Ottery St. Catchpole.

Potter, who for three years since his fundamental role in the Battle of Hogwarts has evaded the charms of many an adoring witch, has instead remained strangely devoted to the young Miss Weasley, famed for her fiery temper on pitch and off! Of course, there is no questioning Miss Weasley beauty and her large following of adoring fans, but is she really ‘the one’ for the most famous wizard in Britain?

Lavender Brown, who went to school with both Potter and Weasley shed some light on the couples past. “I suppose you could say that they’ve been together since Ginny was fifteen,” she told me, “he kissed her right in the middle of Gryffindor common room in sixth year! We were all really shocked!” Another mutual friend of the couple, Seamus Finnigan, added, “there were understandably many things that kept them apart during that one terrible year, but after…. there was no stopping them! I’m actually surprised it’s taken them this long to tie the knot!”

However, Potter was by no means Weasley’s first love! From her time at Hogwarts Ginny had a string of unsuccessful relationships, two of Potter’s good friends Neville Longbottom and Dean Thomas among them. Surprisingly, both are said to have attended the wedding. Yet another blast from the past came in the form of Potter's old flame, the power hungry, Muggle-born Hermione Granger, who acted as Maid of Honour. Shocking to say the least, we can only guess what Granger's motives were in befriending the bride...

The wedding itself allegedly took place inside a large white marquee, magically enchanted to accommodate the wide array of Potter and Weasley’s guests. Eyewitnesses reported an influx of movement in the area on the day of the wedding and several Ministry officials were brought in to deal with a number of Muggles that were found wandering around in a neighboring field, completely confounded by a particularly strong Muggle-Repelling charm that had been cast.

There is no doubt in the minds of the witches of Brittan that any wedding of Mr Potter would be one worth attending even if it was Miss Weasley that donned the white gown. “Of course it was fabulous!” I was told by Weasley’s great Aunt, who was more than happy to tell me about the grand ceremony, “Harry looked beyond handsome and my niece, well, I suppose she has a certain charm… even if she was showing a little too much skin for my taste!” She carried on to say, “I can’t be telling you too much about it, Rita, dear, but let’s just say it won’t be a wedding I’ll soon be forgetting!”

Through a helpful source at the Ministry, I am able to confirm that the newly married Mr and Mrs Potter left the country early yesterday morning via portkey. The destination of their honeymoon, however, could not be disclosed and neither Potter nor his bride was available for comment. It seems the duo has once again escaped without so much as a whisper, but the truth is this - Miss Weasley, the fiery Harpies chaser, at the young age of 20 has beaten off all the others and secured her place by Potter’s side. So all that remains to be said is the question hanging on everyone’s lips – will it last?

Drabble - A Particularly Happy Hour

2010-09-26T18:41:36Z

Title: A Particularly Happy Hour
Words: 565
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Harry/Ginny
Summary: HBP missing moment when Harry and Ginny spend some time down by the lake at lunchtime.
Author's Note: This was written with the prompt cloudwatching from my schmoop_bingo card. Thank you, Kathy :)

Harry lay on his back, his arms resting behind his head, staring up at the skies above. The sun shone brightly over head and Harry felt its pleasant warmth on his forearms and face. White, cotton-like clouds moved slowly across the undisturbed sky, blue as forget-me-nots. Beside him, the lake shimmered in the sunlight, the occasional tentacle reaching up out of the water.

Lying on the grass beside him was Ginny, her body curled against his side and one of her legs thrown across his. Her hand leisurely trailed over his chest and a gentle shiver ran though him. He in turn ran a hand though her long red tresses, feeling more contented than he could ever remember feeling.

Harry was immensely grateful for any moment spent alone with Ginny, whether it be down by the lake at lunchtime or curled up in one of the squishy armchairs in the Gryffindor common room after dinner. He couldn’t help but crave her presence and the happy, carefree feelings that she bestowed upon him.

“What are you staring at?” Ginny asked quietly, propping herself up on one elbow.

“The clouds,” said Harry, watching one that looked very much like the blue Ford Anglia that he and Ron hijacked in their second year. It sailed slowly behind another and disappeared from view. When he turned to face Ginny, he saw that she was smirking at him. “What?” he demanded at once.

Her expression was amused when she asked, “It just... is that really all you want to do? Watch clouds all lunch break?”

Harry grinned, hearing the humour in her voice and reached out to drawn her nearer to him. Ginny shrieked with laugher as he tickled her sides and attempted to wriggle from his grasp, but Harry held on to her. He shifted until she was pinned beneath his arms. “What do you suggest we do then?”

“Well... this for one thing,” she said, before leaning forward and capturing his lips in a kiss. “The way I see it, we have to take advantage of every moment that Ron’s not around making gagging noises behind our backs.”

“I’m with you on that one,” Harry agreed, smiling to himself at the thought of Ron’s expression if he saw them now, entwined on the grass beneath the leafy sycamore. Ginny shifted beneath him and Harry was momentarily distracted by her eyes, dark brown and gazing up at him. Before he knew it she was kissing him again, her distinctive floral smell wafting in the air around them.

“Harry,” Ginny murmured after several long minutes, she lifted a hand and gently swept the hair from his face. Her finger lightly traced the shape of the lightning bolt scar on his forehead and despite it being such a warm day, Harry shivered. Her hand came down to rest against his cheek and he unconsciously leaned into her touch.

“I’m going to be late for Charms,” she whispered.

Harry signed, knowing that she was right. “Do you think Hermione would hex me if I kept you here with me all afternoon instead?”

Ginny giggled, her fingers toying with the collar of his shirt. “Probably... but then again, maybe I don’t care what she thinks,” she said with a fierce kind of determination in her eyes.

“Me neither,” Harry grinned, rolling them across the soft grass and his lips finding hers once more.

Fic - One Night In July

2010-09-21T20:56:15Z

Title: One Night In July
Words: ~1,500
Rating: PG
Characters: Harry/Ginny, Molly
Summary: The night before his birthday, Harry can’t sleep. Little does he know that a late night stroll will take him right to the person he most wants to see.
Author's Note: This fic was written for the very first fest at hg_seasonsfest as a gift for lyras. Finally posting it here! A big thank you to Kathy for beta-reading!

Harry woke with a start, emerging from the darkness of his nightmare in a cold sweat.

For a long while he lay, tangled in his sheets, staring up at the attic ceiling and willing the heartless imagery of his unconscious to leave him. A light, balmy breeze blew though the open window slightly to the right of Ron’s bed on the other side of the room and cooled his feverish skin. It was some time before he felt his breathing return to normal and his heart cease pounding in his chest. Harry sighed as he glanced over at Ron sleeping soundly in his own bed, his duvet half on the floor. He was snoring gently and Harry suddenly envied Ron and his uncanny ability to fall into such deep slumber.

Finally, he gave up trying to fall back to sleep, flung his sheets to one side and rolled out of his small camp bed. He grabbed his glasses from the bedside table and pushed them up his nose and buckled Fabian Prewett’s dented, old watch to his wrist. Hastily he looked about for the jeans lying in a pile on the floor where he’d discarded them two hours earlier, and pulled them on.

He decided he needed some air, and like so many other nights since returning to The Burrow, he quietly crept out of Ron’s bedroom. The Burrow was silent as he noiselessly descending the many stairs, when he reached the first floor landing he paused outside Ginny’s bedroom and stared at the closed door.

Ginny.

Harry couldn’t stop his mind from thinking about her or imagining her sleeping form lying peacefully in her bed completely unaware that he was longing to be there with her. Reluctantly, he turned away and continued down to the kitchen and out the back door. The long, light evening was coming to a close. The sun's last lingering rays of light were falling beyond the horizon as he walked across the unruly lawn towards the orchard. Just past the gate, he took the usual route though the trees, weaving down the gentle slope until he reached a small clearing.

Harry stopped short when he saw her, kneeling on the earth by Fred’s grave. He had no idea that she would be out here. For a moment he stood, staring at her figure in the shadow of the large oak beside her. Her flaming red hair was swept over one shoulder and a thin slither of light fell upon the side of her face. As Harry took a step closer, a twig snapped underfoot.

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Ginny weaved her wand between her fingers; the movement entirely unconscious for her eyes were focused on the stone slab before her where the name Fred Weasley was inscribed in elegant script. The light had almost completely disappeared since she’d first arrived in the orchard, but the summer air was warm against her skin.

Her gaze broke when a bird fluttered in the tree above and she tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear. She could barely stand the silence, there was never meant to be silence in the place of Fred’s laughter. In his absence all she could do was remember the times spent in this very place with him.

She sighed and looked up at the sky above. Tonight, however, it hadn’t been Fred that brought her from her bed to sit beneath the canopy of leafy trees, it was Harry. In less than an hour it would be the thirty-first of July and exactly one year since the last time they’d last shared a moment alone. Ginny longed for that day, for the way he’d held her, for the way he--

Suddenly the sound of a twig breaking just behind her broke though her thoughts and she whirled around, her grip automatically tightening on her wand.

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Harry winced as his loud footfalls broke the silence in the orchard. Ginny’s reaction was immediate. She was on her feet, wand drawn before he could utter a single word. For a moment she stared at him, her expression hard and steady. Then her body relaxed and she lowered her wand.

“Harry,” she muttered, relieved, while stowing her wand back in her jeans pocket, “didn’t you know it’s dangerous to sneak up on an armed witch. You’re lucky I didn’t hex you.”

“I’m more than lucky,” said Harry, knowing full well the strength of Ginny’s infamous Bat-Bogey Hex.

She smiled at him. “Out for a midnight stroll?”

“Something like that,” he said, shuffling his feet slightly. “I couldn’t sleep.”

“I know the feeling,” she sighed, turning back towards her brother’s grave.

Harry studied her expression, noticing the way her skin sprinkled with freckles looked almost slivery in the moonlight that peeped through the canopy of leaves above. Something deep inside his chest roared with appreciation. “Ginny...” he began, not quite sure of what he wanted to say.

She looked around expectantly and he hesitated before asking, “Want some company?”

“Yeah,” Ginny nodded and smiled brightly, “yeah I do.”

Harry closed the short distance between them and went over to stand by her side. “Do you come out here a lot?”

“Sometimes. When I can’t sleep, I come out here to think,” said Ginny. After a moment she smiled slightly, “Actually...”

Harry heard the hesitation in her voice and asked, “What is it?”

“Well... I was actually just deciding on what I was going to give you for your birthday tomorrow.”

Harry looked at her face in profile. Her half-closed eyes, the colour of melted chocolate, glanced towards him and his mind immediately flashed to the year before. He could scarcely believe that it had only been twelve months since he’d held her close to him and felt the softness of her lips against his. It seemed like an eternity from where he stood now. After all they’d been though, how did he begin to tell her that he wanted her back?

“Has it really been a whole year?” Harry said, mostly to himself.

“Yes,” Ginny whispered, gazing straight ahead. Harry’s heart pumped a little faster as he felt her hand, small and warm, take hold of his. “I’ve decided that your present this year will have to far better than last year's gift.”

Harry felt a grin spread across his face, “Are you sure you’re going to be able to top the best birthday present someone had even given me?”

Ginny snot him a blazing look, her eyes bright, “Don’t worry, I will.”

“To be honest, I only want one thing for my birthday,” Harry admitted, coaxing her around to face him.

“You do?”

As her brown eyes bore into his green ones, Harry found it suddenly hard to form the words he to desperately wanted to. He looked away, focusing on anything but her eyes. “If I could have anything... I’d want you and me to be together again. Really, Ginny, I wish I’d never broken up with you... but I had to...”

Slowly, Harry meet Ginny gaze and was unprepared for the softness of her expression. “I never expected anything less, Harry” she whispered, before slipping her hand across his chest and grasping hold of the front of his shirt, “it’s who you are, after all.”

Then she was kissing him, and Harry was kissing her back, immersed in the moment. He let her words wash over him, and felt a new and glorious heat spread through his veins. His arms wrapped around her, drawing her nearer to him.

Harry couldn’t have said how long they stood there under the oak tree, enveloped in one another, stirring every nerve ending in his body. However, after some time Ginny slid her hand down his arm and gently griped his hand, drawing it away from her hip. She glanced down at his watch. “It’s past midnight,” she murmured, before looking up into his eyes and whispering softly, “happy eighteenth, Harry.”

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Molly slipped out of bed, being carefully not to jostle Arthur who was sleeping soundly beside her. She reached out and grabbed the cloth dressing gown that hung on the bed post and pulled it tightly around her. Quietly, she walked around the bed to the window overlooking the garden, where she’d spent many a restless night over the last two months looking up at the night sky. She leaded against the window ledge and gazed out into the night, so peaceful and still.

Tonight, however, there was something more. Among the gently swaying trees in the orchard she saw two figures, hand in hand, making their way back up the winding path to The Burrow. Intrigued, Molly leaned closer to the glass, her eyes straining to make them out. At the gate they paused and although she couldn’t see their faces as they kissed, Molly knew exactly whose beds were empty. Her breath caught in her throat as tears of joy threatened to overcome her. She smiled, knowing that there would always be love.

Drabble: Together

2010-09-03T19:15:00Z

Title: Together
Words: 100
Rating: PG
Characters/pairings: Harry/Ginny
Summary: Set right after DH. Back at The Burrow, Harry and Ginny are alone together at last.
Author's Note: Another one written for the prompt imagination at hpgw100.

Harry followed Ginny blindly up the rickety stairs of The Burrow. She paused on the first floor landing and gently tugged on his hand, drawing him into her bedroom.

No words were needed as they came together, Ginny throwing her arms around Harry's neck and kissing him. Harry held her close, remembering every time he had imagined this moment on the dark, lonely nights out hunting for Horcruxes.

Nothing he had envisioned could live up to this moment and the feeling of holding Ginny in his arms again. It felt as though the sunlight had finally returned to his life.

Drabble: Ginny's Dot

2010-09-02T20:46:58Z

Title: Ginny's Dot
Words: 100
Rating: PG
Characters/pairings: Harry/Ginny
Summary: Set during DH. While on watch Harry pulls out the Marauder's Map.
Author's Note: Written for the prompt imagination at hpgw100. First one I've done in ages!!

Harry sat in the mouth of the tent shivering beneath his jumpers. He knew he was meant to be on watch but he couldn’t seem to draw his gaze from the small dot marked Ginny Weasley on the worn parchment in his hands.

As he stared at Ginny’s dot, the memory of her hard blazing expression swam before his eyes. He couldn’t stop his mind from racing away from the present and imagining a time when they could be together. Distant though the vision was, Harry clung desperately to it as he stared out into the dark night once more.

Drabble: Happiness

2010-08-04T02:26:32Z

Title: Happiness
Words: 150
Rating: G
Characters/pairings: Harry/Ginny, Ron
Summary: Harry reflects on his wedding day.
Author's Note: Written for the July Challenge at hpgw_drabbles.

Harry couldn’t help but feel joyous as he watched her laughing from across the room. Her glorious, red hair fell in tendrils across her bare shoulders and her ivory wedding dress floated gracefully whenever she moved. As he watched her, she glanced in his direction and winked.

“Look at you,” Ron said knowingly, drawing Harry’s attention away from Ginny. “You can’t take your eyes off her, can you?”

“No.” Harry admitted with a grin. “And I don’t want to either.”

Ron chuckled and thumped Harry affectionately on the back before turning away.

Just as Ron disappeared into the crowd, Ginny glided up to Harry’s side. “Let’s get out of here,” she whispered softly in his ear. Harry didn’t need to be told twice as he whisked her from the marquee and across the lawn, where he held her in his arms.

As they kissed, Harry couldn’t remember ever feeling happier.

Drabble - Glances

2010-07-01T19:14:42Z

Title: Glances <--- click :D
Words: 140
Rating: PG
Characters: Neville/Hannah
Summary: Neville can't help but notice the new barmaid at The Three Broomsticks.

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