Movie Ginny isn’t Ginny but Bonnie Wright embodies the real essence of Ginny Weasley
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Movie Ginny isn’t Ginny but Bonnie Wright embodies the real essence of Ginny Weasley
Ron: Harry, do you think caterpillars know that they'll turn into butterflies?
Harry: Or maybe they are just going about their lives wondering just why they're making this sticky blanket around themselves?
Hermione: It's 3 am you two: Go. Too. Sleep!
....
Ginny: *Sitting up* but do they know?!
Ron and Harr: *At the same time* EXACTLY!
Ginny : never use those contacts that muggles use , you look sexy wearing glasses .
Harry: You think I'm sexy ?
"Ginny blushes"
Ron: *sneaking back into his dorm late at night*
Harry, turning around in his chair: Where have you been?
Ron, sweating nervously: I- I was with Ginny
Ginny, turning around in another chair: Try again
Ron:
Ron: Wait… what the fuck are you doing here?
CHAPTER FIVE IS OUT
And she’s a doozy.
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“A slumber party,” Hermione groaned. “Why does it always have to be a slumber party?”
Harry glanced across the table and shrugged, tucking into another bite of porridge.
“Honestly,” her friend continued. “It’s absurd. Why not host a picnic?” She dug her hands into her thick, brown hair, and tugged, looking at Harry with desperate eyes. “Or a book club?”
Harry snorted. “I don’t think either of those things count as ‘parties,’ Mione.”
Hermione glared at her and folded her arms across her chest.
“Besides,” she said, undeterred. “This is Lav.” Lips quirking, Harry placed her spoon down, letting the metal clack against the rim of the porcelain bowl. “If she did throw a book club party, it would be for Magi-Teen Mag or Washboard-Wizards’ Weekly. Not Brontë’s Wuthering Heights.”
Frowning, Hermione’s glower dropped down from Harry to the book sitting innocently beside her half-eaten breakfast plate. Her cheeks reddened. “I hate it when you’re right.” She grumbled.
hinny : 'the library scene'
ginny was in the library finding the book she had to get in order to study for her upcoming test and the moment she turns around she saw harry standing , staring at her with love and lust he started walking towards ginny , maintaining the eye contact , the moment he was close enough , ginny got chills and the book she had found fell from her hands .
the moment the book fell, he pulled her into him. Onto him. With both arms. not caring that for the fact that hey were in the library Her chest pressed against his, and the paperback slid between their stomachs…He nudged his nose against hers and their mouths fell sleepily together, already soft and open…harry's kisses were all taking…eventually, she couldn’t stay awake.
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Ginny: So James, what do we say when an Auror stops you?
James: (proudly) We don't talk to Aurors.
Harry: ...
Ron: ...
Hermione: That's right. And if they try to talk to you, you come to me.
Harry: ??
Ron: I have no words.