|to laugh is to live is to love
Author: believeinthegods PM
"I tell you one of my deepest, darkest confessions and all you can do is laugh about it!" she scolds, shooting him a reproaching stare. He's not in the least bit guilty. Post-DH H/G. Oneshot.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance/Friendship - Harry P. & Ginny W. - Words: 411 - Reviews: 21 - Favs: 25 - Follows: 2 - Published: 07-11-10 - Status: Complete - id: 6131475
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to laugh is to live is to love.
'It is more fitting for man to laugh at life than to lament over it.'
In the dull light of the flickering candle-stick, she sees his face contort into one of readied sincerity as she shifts slightly on the pillow. He lies opposite. The silence, broken only by the low rumbles of her sleeping family about the house, is ominous.
She leans in a little closer.
"Y'know when we were in the Great Hall? And you and Tom were pacing in that circle and you were going to –" She's not one to hesitate, but she can't help but falter, "– to... kill one another?"
He nods swiftly.
She leans in closer still, her eyes fixed solemnly on his.
"I've never wanted to laugh so much in my life."
There's a moment where all he does is blink – and then confused the obligatory, confused, "What?"
She shakes her head. "I know! It's awful and you have no idea how terrible I felt about it afterwards, but all I remember is having this incredible urge to laugh and never stop! And it's a horrible, horrible thing and I –"
She's cut off as he starts to laugh – quickly at first, but soon he has to bury his face in her pillow to muffle the sound. She feels a tightening in her chest as the laughter seems to take him.
Ginny watches, fuming.
"I tell you one of my deepest, darkest confessions and all you can do is laugh about it!" she scolds, shooting him a reproaching stare.
He's not in the least bit guilty.
"Ginny Weasley," he says, and it seems he can't manage anymore as the laughter ensues.
"Fine. Fine." She pouts. "Mock all you want, but if I had laughed at that exact point in time you wouldn't have found it half as funny!"
"You should've," he says, and the smile is in his eyes. "Done it, I mean."
"Alright, then. Next time, I will!" she says hotly, settling down amongst the quilts and blankets. "Next time you're in a chilling fight to the death with the lord of all unmitigated evil, I'll have a jolly good giggle about it, and then we'll see what happens!"