#another hinny fic bc my life has been such a shitshow i really need some sunshine

[princessofshazabah]

He thinks if there was a moment he could live in forever, it would be this one: the healthy curl of anxiety in his gut, the wobbliness of his broom, the slight breeze rustling his hair, and the sun shining down stubbornly. But most of all, it would be his hand gripping Ginny's shoulder, with her arm stretched out to hold onto his shirt, her own broom dangerously unstable under her feet.

or, the summer of '96. a summer filled with quidditch, jokes, sun, and love. oh, and broom surfing.