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just in the mood to draw her with a simple dress and lilies

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Jily winter dream

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Golden trio scribble from work

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remember when i was obsessed with Harry and Ginny

oh right i still am

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What a World - Update - Chapter Seven - Ginny Harry finds himself on a somewhat spiritual journey, or to put it simply, a train to a place he hadn't been to before, yet he isn't quite sure what really brought him there. He soon finds the culprit, a culprit with red hair and brown eyes. Bringing him a long overdue reunion with an old friend that might even (probably(definitely)) be more. This Fanfic might not be for everyone, it will eventually, turn into a "Mr. and Mrs. Smith" kind of story, only that Harry and Ginny aren't Special Agents but politicians and diplomats, fighting battles with arguments rather than guns. Draco also plays a big role and his (platonic) relationship with Harry. The Hinny includes: Best friends to lovers, pining, being in denial, and loads of loads of fluff. Read the seventh Chapter on: AO3 Or start from the beginning. Here is a little snippet from the Seventh Chapter Chapter Seven - Ginny “So, am I going to get the tour you have promised me?” Ginny asked, a hint of friendly challenge in her voice.

He smiled, thankful for the change in topic, she always knew when to move on, nudging him in the right direction. He slowly disentangled himself from her, as he rose to his feet. He missed her touch already. “Sure, milady, let me show you around.”

He led her through his medium sized apartment, sharing with her some anecdotes about the various pieces of furniture, and where he had gotten them from. Not that she needed the explanations, as most of them had belonged to her parents, once upon a time.

“Oh, it’s Aunt Muriel’s old kitchen table!” She pointed at the old oak top.

“It is!” He confirmed excitedly.  “Your parents presented it to me when I moved in here. I love it, it feels like a little piece of the Burrow is always with me. It calms me.” He admitted, earning him a glance from Ginny’s glinting eyes.

“Oh, you big softy.” Her hand lovingly nudged his side, making him jump. “If I knew you were so big in the antique collection business, I would’ve gotten you something else for Christmas.” Her eyes twinkled in mischief, making him snort.

“Something else? Have I been good enough to warrant a Christmas present?” He teased.

“Oh, for sure, you have been a good boy.” She winked, obviously mocking him.

Yet Harry was in no position to retaliate.  Good boy. He reiterated her words to himself once more, feeling goose-flesh pebble and his stomach flip-flop, a strangely nice feeling. Luckily she was blissfully unaware of the impact her words had on him. At least he hoped so.

He swallowed, trying to faint annoyance, as he prayed that the obvious blush wouldn’t extend up to his cheeks. Goodness, this really was becoming a problem, he could no longer hold a normal conversations with this girl. Every tiny innuendo, every single euphemism, as harmless as they were, did things to him. Things he could not put into words for the life of him.

“Now, where do you sleep?” Ginny asked, acting as if confused. “Or do you like this basically ancient piece of wood so much, that you cuddle with it at night?” She suddenly pulled back her hand from where it had been resting on the table, acting as if in shock. “Oh my, maybe I shouldn't touch this, considering how much you hold of it.”

Now he was certain that she could see how tomato red his face had become. ...

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What a World - Update - Chapter Seven - Ginny Harry finds himself on a somewhat spiritual journey, or to put it simply, a train to a place he hadn't been to before, yet he isn't quite sure what really brought him there. He soon finds the culprit, a culprit with red hair and brown eyes. Bringing him a long overdue reunion with an old friend that might even (probably(definitely)) be more. This Fanfic might not be for everyone, it will eventually, turn into a "Mr. and Mrs. Smith" kind of story, only that Harry and Ginny aren't Special Agents but politicians and diplomats, fighting battles with arguments rather than guns. Draco also plays a big role and his (platonic) relationship with Harry. The Hinny includes: Best friends to lovers, pining, being in denial, and loads of loads of fluff. Read the seventh Chapter on: AO3 Or start from the beginning. Here is a little snippet from the Seventh Chapter Chapter Seven - Ginny “So, am I going to get the tour you have promised me?” Ginny asked, a hint of friendly challenge in her voice.

He smiled, thankful for the change in topic, she always knew when to move on, nudging him in the right direction. He slowly disentangled himself from her, as he rose to his feet. He missed her touch already. “Sure, milady, let me show you around.”

He led her through his medium sized apartment, sharing with her some anecdotes about the various pieces of furniture, and where he had gotten them from. Not that she needed the explanations, as most of them had belonged to her parents, once upon a time.

“Oh, it’s Aunt Muriel’s old kitchen table!” She pointed at the old oak top.

“It is!” He confirmed excitedly.  “Your parents presented it to me when I moved in here. I love it, it feels like a little piece of the Burrow is always with me. It calms me.” He admitted, earning him a glance from Ginny’s glinting eyes.

“Oh, you big softy.” Her hand lovingly nudged his side, making him jump. “If I knew you were so big in the antique collection business, I would’ve gotten you something else for Christmas.” Her eyes twinkled in mischief, making him snort.

“Something else? Have I been good enough to warrant a Christmas present?” He teased.

“Oh, for sure, you have been a good boy.” She winked, obviously mocking him.

Yet Harry was in no position to retaliate.  Good boy. He reiterated her words to himself once more, feeling goose-flesh pebble and his stomach flip-flop, a strangely nice feeling. Luckily she was blissfully unaware of the impact her words had on him. At least he hoped so.

He swallowed, trying to faint annoyance, as he prayed that the obvious blush wouldn’t extend up to his cheeks. Goodness, this really was becoming a problem, he could no longer hold a normal conversations with this girl. Every tiny innuendo, every single euphemism, as harmless as they were, did things to him. Things he could not put into words for the life of him.

“Now, where do you sleep?” Ginny asked, acting as if confused. “Or do you like this basically ancient piece of wood so much, that you cuddle with it at night?” She suddenly pulled back her hand from where it had been resting on the table, acting as if in shock. “Oh my, maybe I shouldn't touch this, considering how much you hold of it.”

Now he was certain that she could see how tomato red his face had become. ...

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rip james potter you would've love ginny weasley as your daughter in law🙏

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I finally managed to write myself out of this dead-end, I had been horribly stuck in, for the last few days. Not that anyone cares, but I just had to share it somewhere lol Hinny are finally hinnying once more!

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cozy december

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Harry and ginny looking at the stars✨

Btw, halfway through drawing, I suddenly realized that my age might be about the same as the kids of Hinny… Suddenly, I feel like I might have been a little disrespectful to them haha

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Can you draw one of Harry and Ginny’s kiss? 🥺

Their first kiss tho 

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James and Lily over the years.

under the mistletoe they wish each other (and you) a happy new year

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Diagon Alley ⚡

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What a World. After many months of not writing, I have returned and started a little something, what it will end up as? Only G(inny)od knows! It's a bit of Hinny fluff, mixed together with a lot of my ramblings and a good sprinkle of yapping. Maybe you'll enjoy. lol Warning it's an AU Quick description Harry finds himself on a somewhat spiritual journey, or to put it simply, a train to a place he hadn't been to before, yet he isn't quite sure what really brought him there. He soon finds the culprit, a culprit with red hair and brown eyes. Bringing him a long overdue reunion with an old friend that might even (probably(definitely)) be more. This Fanfic might not be for everyone, it will eventually, turn into a "Mr. and Mrs. Smith" kind of story, only that Harry and Ginny aren't Special Agents but politicians and diplomats, fighting battles with arguments rather than guns. Draco also plays a big role and his (platonic) relationship with Harry. The Hinny includes: Best friends to lovers, pining, being in denial, and loads of loads of fluff. Read the full first Chapter on: AO3 FFN Here is a little snippet from the First Chapter:

Yet Harry knew it wasn’t her beauty that really drew him in. Partly, of course, but also, not really. What had truly drawn him was her shining personality, her kindness, the rich laughter, the sparkle in those chocolate eyes which just lit up in happiness when someone cracked a particularly good joke. The way she stood up for those she loved, her fierce temper, like a force of nature, unyielding, she could rip you to pieces in an instant if deserved so. A personality to behold.

It was all wildly attractive to him, attractive in a way that had him traveling three hours by train on some wild goose chase across the country.  Even though he was probably chasing himself more than Ginny at that point.  Deep down, he was chasing his own cause for initiative, maybe he had to prove it to himself, that he still had it in him, old Harry could still make his move, dormancy be forsaken.

“I’ve missed you, it’s been like months, it must’ve been what? March? April? The Burrow, Ron’s birthday! Yes, then it was March.” 

It had truly been a while, which he knew he was entirely to blame for.

“Yes, I think so.” Ginny looked pensive, seemingly still unsure what to make of the whole situation of him just showing up at her doorstep unannounced, after months of no contact not to mention. He truly couldn’t blame her for that.

“But either way I am happy to see you, I’ve missed you too, at least having someone in my corner who trusts me to take care of myself, with the endless lines of brothers that check up on me as if couldn’t take care of myself just because I don’t have a penis between my legs.”

Harry snorted at that, maybe only to mask the feeling of searing heat that swiftly spread through his body at her declaration of conviction. Was it normal to be this turned on by sheer confidence in oneself? Either way, he was touched by her words, he knew that she knew that he would never doubt her strength. Not many people were as durable, as robust, or simply as powerful as Ginny Weasley was.

“I’d never doubt you’d keep that lot on their feet, matter of factly I always thought they simply respected you too much, which might’ve been the conduit for their brotherly over protection.” He gave her a quick smile, which she reciprocated.

“Oh, they did! Respected- or more like -feared.” She smirked, making those rosy lips look way more kissable than they had any right to be. ...

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lily doodle

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Harry and Ginny are gazing into each other's eyes

Alright, I was planning to post a holiday-themed question today, but I forgot it's Christmas Eve tonight😭

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Merry Christmas!

The lovely and loquacious Lotus Blossom hosted a Secret Santa gift exchange on GinnyLovers*, and this was the result:

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