Title: Leaves
Words: 372
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Harry and Ginny find a new way to enjoy leaves.
Author's Note: Written for the October Challenge at
hpgw_drabbles, but I forgot to post it here. What else is new . . . ;)
Harry and Ginny walked along the street, holding hands and admiring the autumn leaves. As they neared one particular house, they watched as three small children grabbed handfuls of leaves and made a large pile. One toddled over and flung herself into the pile giggling madly. The other two joined her, wrestling, tickling, and laughing.
Seeing Harry's wistful expression, Ginny dragged him out of sight, turned on the spot, and brought both of them to the secluded tree-lined garden of their home.
Ginny didn't speak but hugged Harry tightly waiting until he was ready to talk.
After a moment's silence, Harry sighed. "When I was a child, the Dursley's always made me rake all of the leaves. Merlin help me if a single leaf was out of place or overlooked. I saw other children jumping in piles of leaves and always thought it looked fun."
"Why can't we jump in leaves now?"
Harry snorted. "Ginny, don't be silly . . ."
"Silly is exactly what we should be!" Ginny yelled, "Accio leaves," swirled her wand around her head and pointed to a spot on the ground. Every nearby leaf flew to that spot, creating a large pile. "There!" Ginny smiled triumphantly.
Harry examined the pile doubtfully.
"Come on!" Ginny grabbed Harry's hand and pulled him a bit away. She turned, and still holding hands, ran with Harry and jumped into the pile.
When Harry landed, he was laughing. Ginny tickled him, stuffed leaves down his shirt, and they rolled around in a gentle wrestling match. Harry tried sticking leaves down Ginny's shirt, but she was too fast for him and stuffed leaves down the front of Harry's trousers.
Harry gasped at the unfamiliar sensation in his pants, rolled onto Ginny to hold her still, reached his wand with one hand, and vanished all of their clothing. Harry winked saucily at Ginny. "Now there's nowhere left for you to stuff leaves."
Ginny smirked. "No, but I can think of better things to do anyway."
And they proceeded to do them.