Everything.

Disclaimer: dun own HP

Warnings/Labels: Femslash (chick on chick), Cho Chang x Ginerva Weasley. Complete lack of proofreading.

Dedications: Amber, my wonderful and beloved paddy, and this time TheUnlovedOutcast, who I've noticed has been very, very kind to me with many wonderful reviews :) (Btw, Awesome Opossum, your Lucius/Harry and Draco/Harry fics kicked butt ;) Thankies so much for your review!)

Drabble Summary: And Cho just loved... everything. That's all Ginny was. Cho Chang x Ginny Weasley.

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Cho wasn't ever really sure just what it was that she loved the most about Ginny Weasley.

Perhaps, she loved that smile most.

That smile that shone, every time she looked over, every breath she took. It was always there for her, through the rain, through the sunshine. It was her sunshine. Her light. That smile lit her world. Cho loved that smile.

Ginny was smiling, now.

"Come on," she laughed, and it rang with silver bells. "Come on," she sighed, and it was gentle as the wind. Cho was smiling, too.

With Ginny, she always was.

The redhead's hand encircled hers, mittens around gloves and warm fingers entwined. She held her coat together with the other hand, straightened her scarf, and tried to keep her giggle down. They were running now. Ginny was running, and tugging her along. She tripped once or twice, and stumbled on. The snow fluttered up all around them, their feet dragging trails through clouds. There were clouds at their mouths. It was cold. It was warm. The snow in Cho's mind fluttered faster as they slowed down.

Maybe, it was that special way their hands connected.

The way that they held each other tightly, a connection for their eyes alone. The way Ginny held together the pieces of her soul, gentle, and caring, but strong, and loving. Holding hands with Ginny was to capture heaven in her fingertips. It sent life itself shivering through her veins. It warmed her to her core.

It was doing so now.

"Just a little farther," Ginny promised, and her grip grew tighter. "Just a little more," Ginny whispered, and Cho believed her.

Cho believed everything Ginny told her.

Through the trees, they ran, faster and faster and faster. Branches brushed her side, her thick, expensive coat protecting her against them. Fallen twigs crunched below her feet, but her ears were pounding with Ginny's words and the sound of the wind trapped within them. The mist before her pants faded every second, and reappeared just as quickly, and she left them behind every second more. Fallen angels brushed against her heart, and trapped her soul in heaven. Just like always.

Perhaps, it was her colours.

Red, and scarlet, and crimson. The colours of Ginny. Rainbows of everything. The colours of Ginny's eyes. Ginny made her see colours she had never seen before, colours she didn't even know exited. Every moment she was with Ginny they entranced her, going everywhere with her. It was like magic.

It was magical, now.

"Here," came the breath, and it was small, but grand. "Right... here," it repeated, and it was soft as the snow around them.

Ginny stopped, and she did too. Bumping into the small body before her, she stumbled, and hugged the younger girl for balance. Ginny's hands held hers. She smiled. Ginny was warm.

Cho wasn't sure what was more beautiful. The sight before her, or the sight in her arms.

Glowing fair against the snow, the unicorn watched them, unblinking, from across the clearing. Her breath hitched, and she felt as though she was never going to breathe again. It was that breathtaking. Her hands held Ginny close.

Maybe, it was her truth.

Every moment with Ginny was fantasy, and somehow, reality. Every moment was something too good to be true, but something that was. Fabricated lies fell away, and life itself shone through every second she breathed. Life itself was amazing, Life itself was love. She loved Ginny, because Ginny made her alive.

She had never felt so alive, as she did now.

"I found it," said the whisper, and it was almost too small to hear. "It was sleeping when I did. I think I woke it up," the whisper finished, though Cho didn't ever want it to.

The unicorn stared at them, in silence, its head raised and glass eyes wide. Its ivory coat shone, and its silver main glistened. Its tail lay still, and its horn glimmered in the pale light coming through the trees. The two girls returned the gaze.

"It's..." Cho mumbled, speechless.

"Beautiful..." Ginny finished, understanding.

Perhaps, it was how much Ginny understood.

Everything, everything at all was fine, because Ginny understood. Ginny listened, and accepted, and comforted. Ginny was there through her tears, through her cries, with her scars. Ginny was there when she smiled, when she laughed, while she breathed. Cho had never told anyone her secrets before. Cho told Ginny everything.

Cho told Ginny everything, even now.

"I'm frightened."

The Gryffindor giggled under her breath, and her hands tightened on the arms around her neck.

"Don't worry, darling," she replied, softly. "I'll hold your hand."

She did.

They stepped closer, slowly. Cho's arms lifted, and fell, and Ginny's fingers played with hers. The snow parted for them, step by step, and the unicorn didn't move. Its horn remained perfectly still, pointed just at them. Cho was afraid of everything. Ginny was afraid of nothing. Another step, and another. When she was with Ginny, fear seemed rather silly.

Maybe, it was Ginny's strength.

Ginny was so much, and Cho was so very little. Ginny was brave, and proud, and powerful. Cho cried at... everything. Ginny always fought away her tears. Always. No matter what. Ginny was there for her. Strong for her.

Ginny was strong, now.

Slowly, they got close enough. Slowly, they grew inches apart, and ever so slowly, they kneeled down. The unicorn still didn't move. It seemed not to breathe. Gently, Ginny lifted out an arm, and the other held Cho's tightly. The unicorn's face leaned into her outstretched hand. Cho's breath caught in her throat.

Cho wouldn't have touched it. There was something about the beast, something so majestic and powerful that she didn't feel worthy. Everything beautiful in the world was now before her. But Ginny's other hand met the other, and it took Cho's hand with it.

"Wow," Ginny, breathed, and that was simply all.

"Wow," Cho replied, and that was it.

Words were getting in her way. Anyway, it didn't really matter. There wasn't much to say.

Perhaps, it was Ginny's fire.

Her fiery hair, her fiery freckles, her fiery breath. The way she was always warm, and always inviting. How she flared, sometimes, and flickered in the light. Everything Ginny was set Cho's heart afire, her soul ablaze. Everything Ginny was could be reflected in flames.

Ginny's flames were alight, now.

"This is amazing," she sighed, and her voice was flushed and alive. "Simply amazing..." she repeated, and her eyes were wide and vibrant.

Then the unicorn rose, and Cho tensed, but Ginny relaxed. It gracefully rose to its legs, and its head pushed forward, nuzzling their faces. Cho stopped breathing, and Ginny never ceased. Then it was gone. And over. And all the beauty in the world was still right before her eyes.

Maybe, it really was her smile. Maybe.

Ginny was smiling, now.

Smiling wide. Cho smiled back.

"I told you," she whispered, and her voice was everything that Cho loved, everything she wanted. "Wasn't that wonderful?"

"Yes," she replied, and her voice was laughing, softly. "Wonderful."

Ginny didn't stop smiling. She leaned in, and Cho leaned too, and their lips met half way there. It felt cold, all around them, but Ginny's lips were warm, and Cho decided she would never let go of her hand. Just like how Ginny would never stop smiling.

Cho didn't remember getting up again. She didn't remember running back through the woods, back through the snow, back with Ginny's fingers between her own. She remembered fire before her, strong understanding behind her, truth and colours fluttering in her mind, hands connected, faces smiling.

She remembered living, breathing, and life itself exploding in her veins.

Cho was never really sure exactly what it was she found to love the most in Ginny Weasley.

But Cho was sure of one thing.

Cho loved everything.

Because Cho loved Ginny.

And Ginny...

...Ginny, was everything.

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:) Please review, guys. This one took me a grand total of ten minutes, as I was desperate to post something, after having my computer completely crash twice in a row. Life's so cruel X-X;;