Ginny looked at his hand, noticing the glint of something wrapped around it. She took it from him, removing her hand from his but still leaning against him. "Oh, Harry. Its beautiful," she said, her voice light, a smile on her face. "You're going to spoil me rotten," she said, turning to him and placing a soft, gentle kiss on his lips, something she hadn't done in far too long, as far as she was concerned. "Put it on me?" she asked, handing it back to him.
He sighed, running one hand through his hair in frustration. "Look, let's say you're right. Let's say I'm just spiralling downward towards torment and death. The way I see it, me dying is better than you and me dying."
"Oh, Harry. Its beautiful," she said, her voice light, a smile on her face. "You're going to spoil me rotten," she said, turning to him and placing a soft, gentle kiss on his lips, something she hadn't done in far too long, as far as she was concerned. "Put it on me?" she asked, handing it back to him.
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