Starting Over

Chapter 1

It was a beautiful morning at the Burrow, Harry had just arrived there. The only two people who knew he was there already were Mr.and Mrs.Weasley. Harry sat at the window sill, like he usually does at Hogwarts, although the view is not as grand, it made due. He was only thinking anyway. Thinking about what lies ahead, thinking about Dumbledore and Sirius, but most of all he was thinking about Ginny. He smiled at the thought of her. The constant battle in his head was going on. And neither side was winning. What should he do? He dosent want Ginny to get hurt…that would be the last thing he would ever want to happen. But he could not stand being away from her. Her long red hair, her vibrant green eyes, her fair skin, every inch of her was beautiful. He had never felt like this about a girl before. Sure he liked Cho, but this, this was different. He was...in love. Since that last day at Hogwarts, he felt like something was missing. Like a part of him was taken away, and even though he didn’t have Ginny for that long, he knew it was meant to be.

Suddenly he heard footsteps and snapped out of it for a seconed and became alert to the doorway. “Harry?”A faint voice whispered. “Er...Yes?” he replied back. The door opened slowly. And there, a flash of long red hair, and he knew who it was. His heart lurched and he became flushed a bit. It was Ginny and she smiled that Ginny-like smile. His insides totally flipped up side down. “Ginny we…”He got cut off. “Need to talk I know.”She said. He laughed a bit to take away the akwardness. He nodded for her to sit next to him. She smiled again and sat across from him. He gazed into her eyes. Oh, how he loved those eyes. “Listen Ginny, I want to talk and I want you to listen. Just listen.” She looked at Harry, and nodded her head. “Since D-Dumbledore’s f-funeral...” Harry was still having trouble talking about Dumbledore’s death. “I didn’t know what I was saying too you that day. Gin, I know that being with you puts you in danger, but I can’t stand to be away from you.” He looked at her. Her eyes were sparkling a little brighter now. “You will be in as much danger as Ron and Hermione, even if were not a couple…” He trailed off as he saw that Ginny was about to speak. “Harry...”He loved the way she said his name. “I’ve done nothing but think about you since that day. I don’t know what to do with myself, I’ve waited all these years and when I finally had you, it was short, too short. I know what kind of danger I’m in and I don’t care! Don’t you get it?!” Her voice was a little higher now. “I just can’t go on any longer with out you.” Before she could say any more Harry pulled her in for a kiss. It was deep and passionate. Harry’s heart felt like it was going to explode the moment he touched her lips. He had his hands on her face and he felt a slight tear come down her cheek. He pulled away. “What is it Ginny?” He asked searching her eyes for the answer. “I ... I love you.” She said gazing back at him. There it was the missing piece to his heart. “I love you too.” He said kissing her again. He was happier then he’s been in months. As soon as they broke apart, Harry still holding her face they heard a voice from downstairs.

“Oh, you are so annoying! Sometimes I just want too…”the voice trailed off. “Will you shut-up for once, Harry’s here, he’s probably trying to sleep!” another voice added in. He knew exactly who it was.

He heard them coming up the stairs. Ginny laughed. “Those two need to just admit they like each other and move on!” Harry laughed. “You’re telling me!” He smiled at her. She smiled back. This was such a load of his chest. He was with Ginny now. Ron opened the door very quietly. Then he saw them sitting together. “Oh you’re up!” He looked over at Ginny. “Well, I see you two are together again. Thank God! Because all Ginny would do is mope around all day, she was no fun anymore...” “Hey!” Ginny blushed a bit and looked over at Harry. Harry smiled and rolled his eyes at Ron. “Don’t get started on me and Harry, Ron!” “What about you and Hermione, huh?” Ron’s ears turned bright red, and he clenched his fist at Ginny. “What about me?” Hermione said as she came through the door. “Nothing!” Ron said quickly and looked at Ginny. Ginny stuck her tounge out at Ron. Harry was just sitting and watching all of this in pleasure, glad to be back at the Burrow. “So...When did you get here Hermione?” “Oh, just an hour ago, and you?” “Last night, real late though, no one was awake” Hermione smiled. They went on talking about the Dursley’s, and that Harry never had to go back there again. The whole time Ginny and Harry were hand in hand. And for those few minutes Harry felt like he had no more problems or worries at all. He was with his best friends, his girl friend… and he thought that this would last forever.

“Well we better go have some breakfast. I know Mum will make you eat a lot” Ron said standing up. “Yeah good idea.” Hermione said. The four of them got up and walked downstairs. Mrs.Weasley was standing by the stove cooking eggs and bacon for everyone. “Oh Harry dear! Good to see your awake! Come.Sit.Eat! She put a big plate in front of him. It was probably more food then Harry has seen in a month at the Dursleys. He smiled at her and began eating. He looked out the window and saw Mr.Weasley and Bill levitating chairs and other various decorations around the yard. For a moment Harry was confused but then he remembered. “The wedding!” He blurted out. “Yes, Harry dear, its tomorrow!” Harry completley lost track of time. Harry was sitting next to Ginny. He noticed that Ginny was pretending to throw up in her plate. We all knew she did not like Fleur, but Mrs. Weasley hated when Ginny made fun of her. The three of them smirked at this, trying to surpress a laugh. Harry finished about half of the plate until he was totally full. “That’s a boy!” Mrs.Weasley said to him. “We need to get some meat on those bones of yours!” She said. This was something he heard all of the time from her. As everyone else was finishing up Mrs. Weasley started to speak. “Girls! You are going to help me with the cooking!” Ginny and Hermione groaned, but soft enough so Mrs.Weasley wouldn’t hear. Harry loved when Ginny did that, the way it wrinkeled her nose. He smiled at her. “Boys! You are going to help your Father and Bill with the setting up of outside!” “Lets go! Hop to it, theres a lot that needs to be done!” Harry and Ron let out a sigh. They walked outside to see that half the chairs were already set up and the other half were still in a big pile. The tables were already done with table clothes and everything. “Harry! Good to see your awake!” Mr.Weasley said in the same cheery voice as his wife. “Now boys I need you to set up the rest of the chairs and when were done with that we’ll ask your mother what to do.” Bill came towards us. “Nice to see you Harry!” “Good to see you too! Harry smiled back at Bill. His scars have faded a bit, but they were still noticable. Harry didn’t want to stare too long. Bill looked over at Ron. “Dad keeps persisting that we set the chairs up the Muggle way. He says we should see ‘how they really manage to do it’ but our way is so much easier.” Ron and Harry laughed. With the flick of his wand a chair rose off of the ground, unfolded itself, and sped to the next spot in the row and then placed itself on the ground again.

After about an hour of setting up the chairs they were all finished. The four of them went inside. They saw Mrs.Weasley, Ginny and Hermione slaving over a hot stove, making who knows what. “Alright girls. That’s enough; your father can help me now!” A look of releif brushed across the girls faces. They wiped their hands off and followed Ron and Harry into the sitting room. Harry plopped himself on the couch. Ginny sat next to him. As Harry moved closer to Ginny, Hermione smiled. “Well, Ron and I need to go upstairs and uh... go look at a book I brought with me from my house.” Ron exchanged glances with Hermione. “Er…yeah. You’ll be alright then?” “Ginny had realized that they were trying to leave Harry and her alone together. “Yeah, we’ll be fine.”She said, shooing them off. Harry oblivious to this all sat there looking at Ginny. When they were gone Harry said to Ginny… “What was that all about?” Ginny put her finger over his lips, telling him to be quiet. She gently touched her lips on his. A tingle ran through Harry’s body. He suddenly understood Hermione’s actions. Ginny then layed her head on Harry’s chest, he took a breath out. She smiled at him. They layed there staring at each other until both of them fell asleep, Ginny on Harry’s chest, Harry leaning against the sofa.

Meanwhile, Ron and Hermione were upstairs…

Ron was on one bed, Hermione on the other. Hermione was ready to cry. They had just gotten in a row. Something over the wedding, it was stupid of course. But that’s what Ron and Hermione do, they fight. Hermione looked over at Ron. He was sitting there with a puss on his face looking at him. Oh, he is so cute when he’s mad. She froze for a seconed. Did she just really think that? No…Definatley not. She looked at him again. “Ron?” she asked in almost a whisper. “What?” He said not looking at her. “Oh, never mind.”She replied. “No really what?” He said, this time turning his head; she knew Ron didn’t like not knowing things. She got up and looked toward him. “Why do we always have to fight?” Ron got up and walked over to a window. “You know Hermione. For someone who is as smart as you, you really are stupid!” “What?!” Hermione said rising to her feet. “Oh sit down I’m not done!” Ron said. He didn’t even believe that came out of his mouth. Hermione sat, looking dumbfounded. “I don’t know why it is we fight all the time, but I know I do it because…because…well…I-I like you. A l-lot.” Ron’s ears turned beat red as soon as he said this. “And I know you still like Krum, and I know I don’t have a chance, but I just needed to say it.” At that he went over and sat on the bed, not looking at Hermione. “Finally” she said as she let out a breath. Ron perked up. “Huh?” Well Ron, I kind of been waiting for you to say this. I was too scared to do it myself and well, I really…like you too.” Hermione said and looked over at Ron. He was smiling. “Really?” Hermione got up and walked over to him. She layed on the bed next to him. She was shaking a little bit. She was never this close to Ron before…not like this at least. She looked up at him. Her head was on her chest. “Really.” He smiled at her and kissed her softly. They fell asleep in each others arms.

Downstairs, Harry had awakened but still layed there. He couldn’t move Ginny was sleeping too soundly. He stared at her. She was so beautiful when she was asleep.He heard footsteps so he pretended to be sleeping. “Oh! Arthur come look!” Harry blushed knowing that Mr. and Mrs.Weasley were looking at Ginny and Harry sleeping together on the couch. He thought it would be better if he “stayed asleep”. “Well, would you look at that, our Ginny with Harry Potter!” Mr.Weasley said still watching them. “I always knew Ginny liked Harry but this is a shocker!” Mrs. Weasley replied. “That’s an amazing boy right there.” Mr. Weasley said smiling at Harry and his daughter. Their voices faded. Harry smiled as Ginny started to awake. She sat up and kissed Harry on the forehead and then looked at the clock. It was now 10:00pm. “Wow!” she said. “We probably should go upstairs now.” “Yeah. Good idea.” Harry got up and grabbed Ginny’s hand. “Your parents were watching us before.” Harry said as they krept up the stairs. Ginny laughed. “Well, they were bound to find out sooner or later.” “Yes, I supose.” Harry said as they made it to the top step. They walked into Ron and what now was Harry’s room. To their surprise they found Ron and Hermione lying on the bed together sleeping. Harry exchanged looks with Ginny. Ginny began to chuckle. Harry couldn’t hold it in. It was too weird to finally see his two best friends...well…together. They started to walk out of the room so they wouldn’t wake them when they heard someone move. Ginny popped her head in. Harry followed. “Hello, sleepy heads!” Ginny said trying not to laugh. Ron and Hermione still were looking a bit dazed having been woken up. As usual Ron’s ears turned bright red. “Well, I see you two have…um…worked things out?” Hermione smiled, so did Ron. Hermione got up slightyl embarrassed, kissed Ron on the cheek and then walked out of the room. Ginny leaned forward, kissed Harry and winked. “Im going to see what happened.” She whispered in Harry’s ear. Harry smiled and let go of her hand. And walked into the room and sat on the bed across from Ron’s. He stared at him for a minute. Ron smiled and just started telling Harry everything that had happened. Harry laughed. “Took you long enough.” He said. “Yeah I know.” Ron replied back. “Well looks like were all happy tonight” Harry said before they both drifted off to sleep again.


Chapter 2


The light peered through the windowsill onto Harry’s face. He stirred for a moment or two. Listening to Ron’s snorring, he decided to let him sleep. Harry got out of bed, changed into new clothes, and walked into Ginny and Hermione’s room. He saw that they were both still sleeping so he krept next to Ginny’s bed, trying not to wake them. He lightly kissed her on the forehead, and turned to walk out of the room. When he made it to the door someone said his name. “Hey, Harry” the voice said. He turned around expecting it to be Ginny, but it was Hermione. “Oh, Hello,” He said, slightly smiling at her. He walked over to her bed and sat down next to her. “Glad to see you and Ron are…well…a couple.” He said at a loss for words. Hermione giggled. “Well, I guess it was bound to happen sooner or later.” She replied. “Right you are.” Harry stayed on the bed for a few seconeds. The light peered in the window, just like it had in Ron’s room. It shined on Hermione’s face. She’s so beautiful, Harry thought. “Ron’s a lucky guy,” Harry said turning towards Hermione. Hermione hugged him. “Well we better wake those two up; we must get ready for the wedding. It starts in just two hours!” Harry rolled his eyes. That was plenty time for him and Ron to get ready but he knew the girls would be cutting it close. He walked out of the room and woke Ron up. He looked out the window and saw many people arriving. “Well Ron we better get ready.” Ron groaned, he was still half asleep. They put on their dress robes; Ron got new ones of course. “Thank god! I couldn’t be seen in those bloody things again.” He pretended to have the chills in the sight of the ruffles on his old robes. Harry laughed. Ron paused for a moment and looked at Harry. “Harry, if you don’t mind me asking, why did you decide to get back with Ginny? I mean she told me the reason you split up and everything and it was a good reason I guess...just trying to protect her and all. So why did you change your mind?” Harry let out a breath. “Ron, it’s hard for me to explain. She’s your sister and all, so it’s kind of akward for me, but..." Harry paused. " I love her Ron.” Ron smiled, he understood. They finished getting ready in silence. When they were done they walked dowstairs. Ron starting pointing out all of the people he knew. It wasn’t hard to pick out though, you could tell by the ever so famous, flaming red hair on top of each of their heads. The rest of them, were sure to be Fleur’s family. Members of the Order were beginning to arrive. Tonk’s showed up, hand in hand with Lupin. Harry smiled at the sight. “Well I guess everythings working out.” Ron said. Harry nodded. Tonk’s hair was back to her perky shade of pink. And I think everyone knew why. Lupin didn’t look as scruffy, (A bit of a cliché I guess you could say, I mean he is a Werewolf). He was in nice navy blue robes. Harry and Ron had heared almost a chugging noise from behind him. They turned to look. It was Hagrid riding in on his motorcycle. As it touched the grounded he bounced a few feet. All eyes were on Hagrid now; I guess he was known for making a quite interesting entrance. He took off his helmet and coughed. Then he brushed his hair away from his face. Ron and Harry waved. Hagrid smiled and waved back to them. Harry looked at his watch. It was about 15 minutes before the wedding was to start. “Well, we should go get the girls.” Ron nodded and they walked up sthe stairs. Harry knocked. “Just a moment!” Ginny said. Harry and Ron stepped back.The door creeked open. Hermione came out first. She was wearing a long light blue dress. Her hair was done the same way it had been for the Yule Ball. Ron perked up. “Hermione, you look great!” Harry said, elbowing Ron in the stomach to say something. “Yeah…yeah you do!” Ron said. Then Ginny came out. Ginny was wearing a pale shade of gold and white gloves that went up to her elbows. Ginny was a bridesmade. Her hair was done the same was as Hermione’s, only Ginny looked a lot different. Her red hair luminated against her fair skin like nothing Harrys has ever seen before. Harry walked over to her, took her hand and kissed it. He then whispered in her ear, “You’re beautiful…” Ginny smiled and blushed a bit. Ron cut in. “You know Sis, you really do clean up nicely.” Ginny made a face at him. The four of them walked down the stairs. Harry had Ginny’s arm, Ron had Hermione’s. Little did they know Mrs. Weasley was at the bottom step, with a camera. She snapped pictures of all of them. Together, apart, every combination possible. “Alright you four, go take your seats, the weddings about to begin!”

Chapter 3

Harry, Hermione and Ron took their seats, while Ginny took her place at the end of the isle. Many people were talking amongst themselves. Some of them Harry knew, some Harry didn’t. McGonagal was there as well as Mad Eye and other people from the Order. Harry was looking around. There were a few empty seats here and there. He pictured Dumbledore, and Sirius sitting, laughing, enjoying themselves with people they cared about. Harry resented himself right then and there. Sirius’s death was his fault. Dumbledore’d death wasn’t too different either. Harry tried to get this off his mind, but nothing could. It was a thought that wouldn’t budge or change. It was something that stuck. The music started to play and everyone stood up. Harry snapped out of it and followed. Hermione was staring down the isle, still hand in hand with Ron. As Fleur’s sister came down the isle, people smiled and snapped many pictures. Harry knew it was Ginny’s turn next. He turned his head again and saw Ginny. She was beaming. She had this sort of vibe to her. That where ever she was and what ever she was doing she brightened up the room. Harry couldn’t help himself but smile. How could he not? As Ginny passed she waved slightly to Harry and the other two. But no one noticed because Fleur had began to walk. She was beautiful, Harry could not deny that. He looked at Ron. Of course Ron’s jaw practically hit the floor when he saw Fleur. Hermione was not too happy about this, but I guess she understood. She was wearing a long simple white gown. Her blonde locks were flowing behind her as she walked. And on top of her head a small glistening tiara. She was grinning at the sight of her soon (very soon)-to-be husband at the alter. When she made it there she took hands with Bill. They were both smiling prefusely at each other. The ceremony was performed and like all weddings, muggle or not, they kissed. Everyone clapped. Ron looked over at Mrs. Weasley who, of course, was crying at the site of her son getting married. Everyone cleared out of the isle’s and went of to congratulate Fleur and Bill.

“Congratulations!” Harry said to the both of them.

“Ohh, zank you so much Harry Potter!Bill and I are so happy zat you could be here with us!”

Harry smiled and walked away. He took his seat at a table. He looked around Ron and Hermione were to sit next to him, Ginny across and Fred and George on the other side. As everyone filed into there seats, they talked about mostly everything; Hogwarts, the wedding, Fread and George’s shop. Harry wasn’t really paying attention he was thinking about everything else. The horcrux’s were what was on his mind now. He put them off the past few days, but he couldn’t avoid it anymore. He was also thinking about whether or not to tell Ginny about the prophecy. He didn’t want to scare her but she also had the right to know. Harry was just staring into space, with a look on his face that I guess Ginny recognized.

“Harry?” she said.

Harry stopped for a moment and looked at Ginny.

“Oh, um…yes?” he said.

“Can we go and …er…talk for a minute.”She replied.

Harry smiled. “Yeah sure.” Inside Harry was hoping that Ginny was not going to ask him about what was on his mind. He still was not sure if we wanted to tell her about all of this. Ron and Hermione were smirking, as well as Fred and George. They probably thought that Ginny was just saying that so they could sneak off and do a little more then talking. Harry ignored it. Ginny grabbed his hand and led him towards the side of the house. There was Mrs. Weasleys garden and a little bench next to it. He figured that was were Ginny was taking him.

She sat down on the bench. Harry followed. She just smiled at him. Harry smiled but gave her a questioning look.

“I know you too well,”She said looking at him.

“What do you mean?” He said

“What were you thinking about over at the table Harry?”She said. Harry knew it. He wasn’t ready to tell her. He couldn’t she didn’t want her scared or to think that she would get involved, because that is something that will never happen. She is to stay safe. Harry just looked at her.

“Please Harry if it is something important…” Which Ginny knew it was.

“Ginny, I can’t. Not now at least. Soon, I promise you that, I'm just not ready.”

Ginny let out a breath.

“I understand, I guess. But Harry you know that if you need to talk…about anything, anything at all, that’s why I’m here.” She looked at Harry longing for him to tell her what was on her mind. Harry hugged her and pulled her close. Her head was against his chest. He kissed the top of her head. He felt guilty, but he couldn’t see how he could tell her now. Not at a time like this, not when he was finally…happy. They began to walk back to the table. Fred and George were off somewhere and Ron and Hermione were sitting chatting away. The dance floor was empty although music was playing. He held out his hand.

“Care to dance.” He said sounding like a perfect gentleman. Ginny laughed.

She took his hand and he led her out on the dance floor. Harry had his hand on her hip and his other hand molded into hers. She did the same except her hand was on his shoulder. They danced staring into each other’s eyes the whole time. Harry still couldn’t believe they were together. From that first kiss they had in the Gryffindor Common Room to being with her now, Harry just knew that it was meant to be. He looked around them. Other people were starting to gravitate towards the dance floor. Ron and Hermione even started to dance. As the night went on Harry thought more about Ginny and how he could tell her. They needed to be alone of course, but in a house with as many people as it holds, that’s rather hard.

Chapter 4

People started leaving around 11 at night. The only people who were left were The Weasely’s, Hermione, Harry and Fleur. Everyone was inside now. They were randomly spread around the house, chatting about the wedding of course. Ron was on the couch with Hermione. Ron perked up the courage to put his arm around her, even though his Mum was right there. Mrs.Weasley just smiled at the two of them. Harry began to think again. He needed to tell Ginny, he had to. When no one was looking Harry went upstairs and raided his trunk for paper and a quil. He began writing.



* * *


Harry folded up the letter and snuck into Ginny’s room. He stuck it inside her pillow case, that way Ginny would find it when she was going to bed. Around 12 everyone started going to sleep. He kissed Ginny good night and went up stairs to his room. Ron was already asleep, snorring loudly of course.



Ginny walked upstairs a moment or two after Harry. She layed in her bed fluffing her pillow like she usually does every night. She felt something odd. She stuck her hand in and pulled out a cleanly folded piece of parchment. She unfolded it wondering who it was from. It read:


Dear Ginny,
I can’t keep this inside any longer. Not sharing it with you hurts me a lot. I thought about it and I think that now is the right time to tell you everything that has been going on. Meet me tonight around 2:30 downstairs. I want it to just be me and you. I love you Ginny.

-Harry

Her heart raced as she read the letter. She was caught in the middle of trying to prepare herself for what ever it was Harry had to say, and excited that she would be with him totally alone.


Harry sat on his bed just waiting for the clock to turn. Minute by minute he watched it. Until finally, the clock turned to 2:15. He silently got out of his bed and walked slowly down the steps, trying his hardest not to wake anyone. As he turned the corner to his surprise Ginny was already sitting there. She heard him, turned to him and slightly smiled. Harry could tell she was worried. Harry sat next to her and let out a big sigh.



“So…” he said trying to figure out how to start this. “How long have you been sitting here.” He looked over at Ginny.

“Since I found the letter.” She replied back. Harry let out another big sigh. Ginny smiled.

“Listen Harry, I’m not going to pressure you. You don’t even have to tell me right now if you don’t want to.” She said sympathetically. Harry stopped her.

“No Gin, I need to, you deserve to know.” She smiled at him, but didn’t say anything. She was going to let him do the talking, and he could start whenever he wanted to. Harry grabbed her hand and rubbed his thumb over the back of her palm. He was wracking his brain on where he should start...

“Neither can live while the other survives.” Ginny repeated over and over again. “But Harry that means…”She trailed off, she couldn’t say it.

“If I don’t kill Voldemort first, he’ll kill me."Harry said. Ginny looked concerned, frightened, worried. Harry knew that if he told her this would be her reaction. He was suddenly regretting it.

“Now, listen Ginny.” He went on explaining. “Don’t get any ideas. You’re not coming with me to find the Horcrux’s, and that’s final.” He looked up at Ginny.

“Harry, what about Hermione and Ron? Surely you are letting them go.” She started to say.

“I’m letting them go because I need help, but if I could do it without help, then they wouldn’t be going either. I could not stand to see anything happen to them. That’s why you’re not going.”Harry’s gaze intensified towards Ginny.

“But I could be of help!” Ginny’s voice became louder in frustration.

“Gin, you aren’t even of age yet and you cannot Apparate. That will make things ten times harder for me. The only way for all of this to be over is for me to find those Horcrux’s. The only thing I’ll allow you to do is research with us. You are not going with us anywhere. And that’s final.”Harry finished and took a deep breath. Ginny turned away from him.

“Oh Ginny please don’t be mad…”Harry began to say. He then looked at Ginny closer. She was crying. Harry’s heart gave a sudden drop. He knew he shouldn’t have told her. All this time he was thinking if he was ready or not to tell her, and really it was Ginny who was not ready to hear it. She let out a wimper and Harry pulled her close to him.

“I’m scared for you Harry.”She said in a very faint whisper. Harry was at a loss for words.He was only able to mutter out, what he knew wasn’t true…

“It’ll be okay.”

He stroked her hair until she stopped crying and then looked up at the clock. It was already four. Harry knew that tomorrow they would be cleaning up after the wedding and their Hogwarts letters were supposed to arrive, if the school was to be re-opened that is.

“Ginny we better get to bed. We have a busy day tomorrow.”

She nodded and got up. They both walked up the stairs in silence. As Ginny went to turn down the hallway to her room, Harry grabbed her arm. He looked into her eyes, her bright beautiful green eyes. Ginny smiled slightly. She then hugged him so tight, Harry couldn’t move. He kissed the top of her head.

“Never let go…” Ginny said softly, almost too soft.

“Don’t worry Ginny, I wont.” Harry said. He wanted that moment to last forever. She turned and walked down the hallway. Harry watched her until she got into her room. Harry then crept into his own room and layed in his bed.

“Harry, did you just get in?”Someone said. It was obviously Ron, but Harry was so startled he didn’t even know what to say.

“Er…kind of. I was talking with Ginny downstairs.” Harry knew that Ron would think they were doing other things but he didn’t care.

“What about?”He said.

“The prophecy.”Harry said plain and simple.

“Oh man, how’d she take it?”Ron asked sounding concerned about his little sis. Harry loved that about Ron. He was so protective of her. They had that trait in common.

“Not too well I’m afraid. She’s really scared now”Harry said. Ron didn’t answer but Harry figured he knew how Ron felt. At a loss for words, confused...scared even…


Chapter Five

The morning came on way too fast for Harry. The sun glistened through the window, Harry and Ron still layed there of course. They both had been up late, although he did not now why Ron was up as well. But Harry was wondering how Ginny was. She was upset, and Harry was to blame for that. Ron turned over a few times in his bed before he actually sat up.

“Morning Harry…”Ron said still sounding sort of dazed.

“Morning.” Harry said stretching his arms. The two of them sat there in silence for a couple of minutes still trying to wake up.

“Ron?” Harry asked. “What were you doing up so late last night?”

“Well…er…I guess me and Hermione had the same idea as you.”He laughed a bit. “We got in about 10 minutes before you two did.” Harry could tell Ron was pleased with himself.

Meanwhile the girls were awaking too.
Hermione began getting ready, probably as fast as she could. The Hogwarts letters were supposed to arrive and she wanted the first look. Hermione had noticed Ginny was still lying down.

“Ginny get up! There’s a lot to do today!” Hermione badgered. Ginny groaned. She too was tired from last night.

“Alright, alright. I’m up!” Ginny exclaimed. She bustled out of bed and went straight downstairs, not bothering to get ready. Mrs. Weasely was also downstairs.

“Oh, good morning Ginny dear!” She said cheery, like usually. Eventually Ron and Hermione made it down the stairs. Everyone began eating but kept a seat waiting for Harry. Harry was upstairs getting dressed. He was qute nervous to see Ginny. He was expected it would be difficult after last night.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” A blood curdling scream came from dowstairs. On instinct Harry bolted down the stairs and drew his wand. Everyone turned and looked at him but to his surprise Hermione was stairing out the window.

“They’re here! They’re here!” She repeated. Harry was a bit annoyed realizing he raced downstairs for the owls just to be arriving. His mindset was more that someone unwanted had showed up at the Burrow. Harry let out a sigh of relief and sat down at the kitchen table. Food was already in front of him. He started eating when he felt eyes on him. He casually looked over at Ginny sitting next to him. She smiled. He reached under the table and grabbed her hand, and then smiled back. He hadn’t even talked to her since last night but he could tell she was not herself. Harry let go of her hand and began to eat again. By now the owls had arrived at the window. Hermione literally jumped to retrieve the letters. She took her own letter and then through the rest of them to everyone else. They all grabbed theirs and looked at Hermione who was feverishly waiting.

“What?”Ron said. “Don’t you want to open it?”

“Yes! Im waiting for you! Let’s open it at the same time! 1-2-3!” Hermione said as her voice got higher every number.

As much as Harry wanted to go back to school, he had a task, and at school there was a slim chance he could complete it. Harry slowly tore open the envelope, compared to Hermione who ripped it open, almost tearing the letter in the process. Harry took a breath and unfolded it. It read:

Dear Harry,
We are please to inform you that Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is open for yet another year of learning. School Starts on the first of September and we ask of you to look through you list of supplies and purchase them before that date.
Thank you.

Professor McGonagal
Hogwarts Headmistress


Harry read over ‘Headmistress’ a few times. He knew that Professor McGonagal would be appointed Headmistress; but that made it final. That Dumbledore was truly…gone.

He looked over at Hermione and saw the ‘H’ patch showing that Hermione was Head Girl, although he had figured that. He then glanced over at Ron. Ron was staring at his letter and pulled out the same patch. Ron had the most “Weasley-ish” smile on his face. Harry laughed. Then Mrs.Weasley bustled over and took a look for herself.

“That is such great news! Mrs.Weasley said. “ I am so proud of you Ron, oh and you too Hermione!” Hermione smiled and congradulated Ron...“ We will be heading to Diagon Alley today! Of course I will have to inform the Order, there will have to be security…oh yes lots of security!”Mrs. Weasley said mumbling along to her self. Hermione was beaming but when she looked at Harry the smile wiped off her face.


“Harry…you are coming back…aren’t you?” She asked, Harry could tell she hoped the answer was yes.

Both Ginny and Ron perked up. They both knew that there was a chance that he wouldn’t be attending his last year at Hogwarts but to Mrs. Weasely this was a surprise. Harry thought for a moment or two; weighing the options. If he was to go back to Hogwarts he would have the resources in the library he needed and if there was another Horcrux in the walls of Hogwarts it would make it much easier to get to if he actually went to the school. On the other hand if he didn’t go he would be allowed to wander freely to where ever he thought a Horcrux may be. Their gazes intensified on him. Harry knew there was a descision to make, and the result could very well be life or death. He needed guidence in some way, but everyone who he would normally go to…was dead, not around at the moment to talk to, or staring at him waiting for an answer.

“Um…well.” Harry said so they would lighten up a bit. That didn’t seem to work. Hermione was motioning for him to say more and Ron just started eating again probably fed up of waiting.

“I suppose.” Harry said. Not sure if that was a good decision or one in some time he would be regretting. He would have to work out some agreement with McGonagal that he, Hermione and Ron would be aloud to leave when needed. His thoughts trailed off. Everyone got up to go get dressed as Mrs Weasley made arrangements for them to go to Diagon Alley. Harry was in his room alone, Ron had already finished getting ready and went downstairs when he heard a knock on the door.

“Yes..?” He said, figuring it was Hermione telling him to hurry up or sumthing.

“Can we come in?” It was definatley Ron’s voice. We? Harry thought to himself.

“Um, yeah…”Harry replied back.

Ron, Hermione and Ginny poured into the room.

“Harry just listen to us.”Hermione said as Ron and Ginny nodded in encouragement. “We know you said that you were going to come back to Hogwarts, but we also know that what you need to do is much more important, and we don’t want you to feel pressured.”Harry staired as Hermione went on. “Our opinion doesn’t count at the moment. You have to do what you think is right.”She paused and looked again at Harry. Harry felt a wave of relief and began to speak.

“But Hermione, that’s just it. Your opinion does matter. You three are my best friends and if I didn’t listen to what you had to say there is a big chance I may not be here. A very big chance.” Harry paused and went on. “We can talk to McGonagal, surley she could work something out. We could ask her for free time so that we can leave when we want, and maybe less homework…”Harry saw Hermione become a tiny bit more alert, as well as Ron; but Harry knew they both did not have the same reasoning. “This way we would have more time to research.” Harry finished. “I’ve thought about it and I’m going.” Hermione looked much happier.
“Well mate, glad you are…I don’t know what I would do without you there.” Ginny and Hermione smiled.

“Well you best hurry up and get ready we are leaving in a few minutes.” They then bustled out of the room. Harry stood up, finished getting ready and went downstairs.

“Oh Harry good! We are going by Floo Powder, so gather round, gather round!” Mr. and Mrs.Weasley, Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione were all standing around the fireplace. “Arthur, you go first.” Mrs.Weasley said motioning him to the fireplace. “Diagon Alley!”Mr.Weasley shouted, loud and clear. “Now Harry there are many Auror’s already there waiting. A few from the Order, I belive. So you are safe there.”Mrs.Weasely sounded a little uneasy now. “But I still want you to be careful!”She said loudly so everyone could here. Harry stepped into the fire place and grabbed a handful of Floo Powder. “Diagon Alley!” He said sounding presice. The sensation was…weird. That’s the only word he could think of to describe it. It got hot and then he felt a breeze and we was swept into the air. What seemed like a seconed later he arrived in a fire place? Mr. Weasley was standing there waiting. “Come here harry!”Harry rushed over. He was in Flourish and Blotts. There were a few people here and there looking at books. “Well be better wait for everyone else.” Mr.Weasley said. One by one they had arrived. Mrs Weasley last, of course. “Well,”She said brushing herself off. “I think we should go to Fred and George’s. They are expecting us.” She said walking out.

The rest of them followed. The streets were not full of many people, and they were mostly adults. People were scared to be out too much anymore, between all the attacks and Dumbledore being dead. They walked along the streets, past Olivanders deserted shop, and what used to be Florean Fortescue’s store. After a block or two they came across Fred & George’s joke shop. They walked into the shop to find walls that were many different colors and under a spell because they were always changing. Shelves and shevles of products made by Fred and George lines the walls.

“Mom, Dad, Ron, Ginny, Harrrryyyy!” They said in unisen, implifying Harry’s name. Harry smiled.

“Well take a look around!” Fred said

“Yeah we got a ton of new stuff!” George added

Everyone split up looking at mostly random things, none of which they needed but it was good fun. They said their goodbyes to Fred and George. They were sleeping at the shop, Mrs. Weasley of course worried. They went back out onto the street. Mrs.Weasley went to get all their books; she said it would be better for them to just walk around. Harry watched as some of the people passed. Some stared at him, some looked away, some people didn’t even notice. Then something caught Harry’s eye. A man or at least he thought it was a man in a hooded coat down to his ankles. That’s strange, Harry thought to himself. It’s the summer time, who would be walking around like that? Against Harry’s best judgement, he followed him. Ginny noticed Harry walking away.

”Harry! Where are you…?” She couldn’t finish Harry was too far away. She rushed after him and then it started a chain reaction. Hermione followed, then Ron and then it got Mr.Weasley’s attention. Harry didn’t take his eyes of this mysterious person. He caught up and was only a couple of feet behind the person. Not wanting to draw attention he walked casually trying to block out everyone screaming his name after him. Not losing sight of this stranger he saw his hood begin to slightly fall off. For a split seconed before who ever it was grabbed it, Harry saw what he needed to know....a flash bleach blonde hair.

Harry was now more determined then ever. But what would he do when he got there? He surley could not start a duel; Mr.Weasley was the only one from the Order that Harry saw at the moment. These thoughts were racking his brain and for the split seconed that Harry lost contact, the hooded person was gone. They had turned down an alleyway and simply vanished. Harry stopped in disbelief that something that could be so helpful fell right out of his hands in just a moment…sort of like Dumbledore. Harry stood in the empty streets just staring at the alleyway, at how he could have let something slip out of his hands like that. Why was Malfoy there? Surley it was Draco…But why? That seemed to be the only thing that ran through Harry’s mind. He couldn’t think of any reason to why Malfoy would be there. I mean he is practically wanted and with that hair of his he probably should have been walking around with a flashing sign on his head. “Death Eater right here under cloak!!”

“HARRY!” Ginny yelled as she approached him. “What has gotten into you? And who or what are you following?” Ginny said out of breath just like Harry, as he began the others arrived.

“WellIwaswalkingandIsawsomeoneinahoodsoIfollowedthemanditwas
MalfoybecauseIsawhishairandthenhedisappeard!”Harry said trying to fit everything in, in only one breath. Hermione looked at Harry.

“Er…wanna’ try that again?” Hermione said.

Harry exhaled. “Well,”He repeated. “I was walking and I saw someone with a hood and cloak on and I thought that was a little strange, I mean it is summer. And as I followed them the hood fell off. And well the hair… the hair.” Harry said still winded a bit.

“What about the hair, Harry?”Ginny said trying to get it out of him.

“It was bleach blonde!”He said exasperated.

“Uhm…okay?”Ron said in his usual ‘I don’t understand’ tone. Hermione glared at him.

“Harry,” She paused. “You don’t think it was,” She paused again. “Malfoy do you?” She said staring at him a little more anxious now.

“Well yes I do Hermione. That’s why I followed him. Who else do we know with hair like that? And plus that would explain the hood and cloak, and the reason he was walking so fast.” Harry said trying to get his point across. “But I don’t understand why he would risk being here, not with all these people, and I mean he is wanted.

“Harry?”Mr.Weasley butt in. “Are you absolutley sure it was him, because anyone can have blonde hair? It could have been a mistake.” Harry then turned to Mr.Weasley.

“No, definatley not. I know that hair.” Harry replied. Ron understood now and sort of just stood there not knowing what to say. Ginny moved closer to Harry. She was probably scared knowing that Malfoy was there, although he is not much of a Death Eater, he proved that the night Snape killed Dumbledore. It was the principle. The fact that anyone around them could turn against them if they knew who they were, probably scared her.

“Well, we better find Mrs. Weasley.” Hermione said, breaking the silence. “Its not safe to be here.”She added

The five of them walked silently along the streets. Mr.Weasleys hand was tucked inside his pocket, Harry knew he was clenching his wand. He held Ginn'ys hand and didnt let go. Ron was standing very close to Hermione, he could tell everyone was nervous.

They finally found Mrs. Weasley. She was happy and cheery as usual, carrying, or trying to carry all of their books. She handed them out to each one of them as Mr.Weasley informed her of what just happened. Her face went stone cold.

"You four are going back to the Burrow, immeadiatley. No questions asked."

Harry knew it was useless to argue at that point, Mrs. Weasley would win anyway. "You will be Apparating. Ginny you can side-along with Hermione, Harry and Ron by themselves. Please hurry." She said "Oh and I will know whether you are their are not" she added as she pulled out a watch that was the same as the clock in the Burrow." So dont try to pull anything" She said narrowing in on Harry. The watch had all their faces on it, even Harry and Hermione. Harry sighed. They consontrated and after the horrible sensation of Apparating they were back in the Burrow. Harry sat down at the kitchen table, in silence. He didnt know what to say. The rest of them followed. Hermione tried to open her mouth a couple of times to say something... but what? Nothing...no where was safe anymore, except maybe Hogwarts.

As soon as they arrived home everything was a blur. Members of the Order were in and out, talking to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, as well as Harry. Harry told them each over and over again what he had seen. No one seemed to believe it was Malfoy. Harry gave up. Finally, Mrs. Weasley suggested that he go to bed. He trugged up the steps, aggravated of course. He opened the door to his room and found Ron, Hermione and Ginny all there chatting and playing Wizard’s Chess. He was slightly annoyed by this. It was the fact that he was downstairs slaving away trying to get his point across and they were up here having a grand old time. Harry let out a sigh.

“Hey mate.” Ron said. “What was all that about downstairs?”Harry let out another breath.

“Well I told them everything I saw, and they think it was just a coincidence. And that it wasn’t really Malfoy. They don’t understand why he would risk being there” Hermione stood up.

“Well, Harry. I don’t want to agree with them, but it is a possibility you know?”She said a matter of factly.

Ginny looked at Harry and saw him roll his eyes. She chuckled a bit because she knew that Hermione always had to challenge everything.

“Well we better be off to bed. We have a busy day tomorrow.” Hermione said as she got up and kissed Ron. Harry didn’t mind it. Infact, it seemed like they have been together forever.

“Busy day?” Ginny said. “I’m planning on sitting around. It is our last day before Hogwarts, I definatley do not plan on beginning school work already.”

“Yes well…”Hermione walked out of the room ranting and raving about all the reading she needs to catch up on. Harry laughed, and then looked at Ginny who was still in the room. He then looked over at Ron. He was already a lump in his bed, snorring loudly. Ginny rolled her eyes and sat next to Harry.

“Well, I’ll see you in the morning then?”Harry said staring at her. She leaned in and touched his lips gently. Harry kissed her back for a few moments, but she pulled away and got up to leave. Harry hated and loved it when she did that. He wanted to hold her and be with her so much but she kept him longing. He smiled as she left and he drifted off to sleep thinking of her.

That morning Harry and Ron layed still; sleeping the day away. At around twelve o’clock, Hermione came rushing into the room.

“Oh! Get up you two! The day is nearly half over!” She said, practically screaming while she tore the sheets off their backs.

“Bloody hell, Hermione!” Ron said flabbergasted. “If you’re gunna’ go galavanting through our room in the morning trying to wake us up, theres a nicer way, just to let you know!” At this Harry was up and fully alert. Hermione rolled her eyes and turned away.

“Lazy bums…” She muttered as she walked out the door.

Ron, scared out of his witts that Hermione was mad at him went trailing after her.

“Mioneeeeee’” He said as we went down the hallway.

Harry jumped out of bed and put on some regular clothing and trailed downstairs.

“Oh, good morning to you Harry!” Mrs. Weasley said in her usual happy cheery voice.

Ginny was already at the table. He went over and kissed her on the head. He wasn’t afraid to show their relashionship anymore. Fred and George, who had just arrived from their store this morning, smirked at this.

“Well, well, well…”Fred said.

“Mr. Harry Potter’s got a thing for our baby sister, does he now?” George added.

If it was anyone else this probably would have bothered them but Ginny rolled her eyes and laughed at the two of them.

“Well, would you rather it be Dean or Micheal?” Ginny added, potentially shutting them up.

“I know I’d prefer Harry over anyone!” Mrs. Weasley said putting breakfast on the table smiling at Harry. Harry felt his cheeks warm up a little bit. Ginny smirked at her brothers.

By now Hermione and Ron were downstairs chatting about particularly random things. He smiled at Ginny and began eating.

Towards the end of breakfast Ron suggested playing Quidditch. That sounded rather good to Harry since he hasn’t been on a broom all summer but Hermione being Hermione protested, but eventually gave in. The teams were sorted out. Harry, George and Hermione against Fred, Ginny and Ron.

“Well the teams are quite even I guess.” George said to Harry. Harry couldn’t help but chuckle. He knew George was referring to Ron’s ability and the fact that they got stuck with Hermione. They played for hours. Harry and Ginny were seekers, Fred and George were beaters and Ron and Hermione as keepers. Harry hadn’t had such fun in a long time. Watching Hermione play was most of the fun itself. They played all the way up until six, when Mrs.Weasley came outside asking them to shower up for dinner. Obediently the six of them went inside and each cleaned up before dinner began. Mr.Weasley had just arrived from work as all eight of them sat down to eat. The usual conversation sprung up about their day, and Mr. Weasley’s job. Harry was kind of anxious to get out of there and begin to pack for their journeys to Hogwarts tomorrow. Harry could not believe that this would be his last and final trip to Hogwarts. Those six years had gone by way to fast.

The morning came about way to quickly. Harry knew that they had to be ready soon so he hopped out of bed only to find Ron still a lump. He laughed and began to bring his stuff downstairs. Hermione was already there having a cup of tea. Ginny was next to her reading the Daily Prophet. She smiled when she saw him.

"Well you’re up early,” Hermione said. He sat down next to Ginny as she kissed him on the cheek good morning.

“Yeah, long day ahead of us.” He said.

“Very long, and I have to take care of the first years.” Hermione said letting out a huff.

“Haha that really stinks!” Ron said trailing down the steps for breakfast.

“Uhm Ron, so do you!”Hermione said blatantly reminding him. Ron sat down cursing under his breath.The four of them sat and ate breakfast. When finally Mrs.Weasley came rushing downstairs.

"Alright! Time to go! Make sure you have all of your things, there is a ministry car waiting for us!” She said grabbing her bag. Ron stuffed a ton more food in his mouth getting ready for the ride. Hermione laughed at this, and Ginny looked disgusted. Harry laughed at there reactions.

“What?” He said with eggs coming out of his mouth. “Oh.”He said answering his own question. Hermione kissed him on the cheek, his ears turning bright read of course. Harry walked outside, taking a deep breath staring out onto the endless trees and fields surrounding the Burrow. It was beautiful, and he didn’t want to leave, but he didn’t have a choice now. Ginny, Ron, and Hermione followed him as the ministry car pulled up beside them. All of there bags magically fit in the trunk (no pun intended) and they piled in the backseat, fitting all four of them comfortably. Mrs.Weasley sat in the front.

“We wouldn’t have to have the ministry drive us around, if we still had our own car.”Mrs.Weasley said glaring at Ron and Harry. Ron smiled remember that dreadful night the both of them had like it was yesterday. As dangerous and scary as it was, they were still able to laugh about it.

The five of them drove off, passing buildings and houses, fields and farms. Hermione and Ron chatted amongst themselves as usual, Mrs.Weasley chatted to the driver who didn’t seem to be too interested in what she had to stay but he nodded occasionally. Ginny had her head on Harry’s shoulder, staring out the window as he did.

“Beautiful.” She said as they passed a lake. Harry smiled, not looking at the lake, but looking at Ginny.

“Yes, beautiful.” He said. She looked up.

“You’re not even looking.” Ginny said confused.

“Oh I know.” Harry replied smiling.

The ride lasted about another 30 minutes when they finally made it to King Cross Station. They shuffled out of the car, onto the busy streets of London. Muggles walked past them, heading off to work. They walked into the station and found Platform 9 and ¾ for the last and final time, well besides Ginny. Harry was thinking of all things that we would be doing for the last and final time this year at Hogwarts. Everything seemed to be different. Mrs.Weasley pointed out all of the Auror’s in the surrounding area. Harry figured there would be many. The Weasley’s said good-bye to there mother, Mrs.Weasley of course on the verge of tears, as she was every year. She hugged Hermione and then finally got to Harry.

“Take care of yourself.” She said looking straight into Harry’s eyes. “Take care of Ginny too.” She added. Harry smiled. “Be Careful.” She said as Harry said good-bye.

“I will.” He said, turning away with his cart and heading straight to the Platform. He picked up his pace, almost running and and went right through the wall. Ron and Hermione were soon to follow. Ginny was already ahead, getting her things onto the train. The red Hogwarts express let out steam as they approached. Many new faces, as well as old piled onto the train. Harry went on following Ginny because Ron and Hermione had to start their Head Boy and Head Girl duties. He caught up to Ginny looking for compartments. He grabbed her shoulder, and she jumped.

“Oh Harry it’s you, you scared the living day lights out of me.” She panted as she knocked on a compartment. Harry chuckled at the look on her face.“There seems to be more compartments left down there.” Ginny said pointing to the end of the row.

“Gin, you don’t have to sit with me if you don’t want.” She gave Harry a questionable look. “Well you haven’t seen your friends all summer, you could sit with them, you know that right?” He said as she stopped walking.

“No, I want to sit with you, more then anyone. I can catch up with them later.” She said staring at him with those eyes of hers. Harry fell in love all over again. Everything she said, or did just made him completely happy. She kept walking and Harry followed like a puppy on a leash.


“Besides…” She said as she opened a compartment. “We might have one all to our selves.” She said grinning at him, and pulling him into the compartment. Harry knew what she meant. He followed and closed the door behind him. Ginny pressed her lips against Harry’s. Harry let her do the work. She pulled him down onto the bench inside and kissed him rather intensly now. Harry had o complaints whatsoever, but he stopped.

“Gin…”He said breaking apart. “Someone can walk in on us at any moment. “Lets at least wait until everyone has a seat.

She pretended to be mad, and sat on the bench across from him staring out the window huffing and acting angry. Harry saw her glance over at him a couple of times to see if her stubbornness was working. Harry just sat there grinning. She was so cute when she was mad. (or pretending to be)

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the compartment door. Harry saw a blonde girl and tall boy with brown hair.

“Come in.” Ginny said looking over at the door. In stepped, Luna and Neville.

“Harry!”Luna yelled. “It’s so good to see you!” She said walking into the compartment. Neville followed and sat down.

“You gize don’t mind do you, everywhere else seems to be full.” Neville said sitting down after saying hi to Harry.

"Not at all.”Harry said looking over at Ginny. She was disappointed, she was hoping that they would have had it to themselves, Harry could tell by the look on her face when Neville asked. Harry couldn’t help but laugh, and gave her an “I told you so look”. Ginny smiled slightly trying not to admit that Harry was right, and began talking to Luna about her summer…

The girls went on and on about the wedding and such. Neville didn’t say much to Harry, he always seemed nervous around him.

“It’s good to see you Neville…”Harry said trying to start some type of conversation.

“Yeah, you too Harry.” Neville said back. Harry noticed that Neville had changed so much over the summer. He was taller, bigger, and his teeth a little more…straight. The two boys just kind of sat there until the girls finished there conversation.

“Where are Hermione and Ron?” Luna said to Harry.

“Oh, uhmm, they are probably in there own compartment, I believe Head Boy and Head Girl get there own.” Harry replied.

“Oh, Ron got head boy, wouldn’t have called that one.” Luna said. Ginny laughed a little, Harry couldn’t help it himself.

“Well I’m gunna’ go find the trolley, I’m starving.” Neville said getting up.

“I’ll join you.” Luna said. Ginny’s eyes lit up. Harry couldn’t deny that he was a little happy himself.

“Ok.”Ginny said smiling at them as they left. As soon as they left Ginny turned to Harry and let out a breath.

“Luna has grown on me she really has…”She paused and took a breath. “But if I hear one more thing about her Dad’s stupid newspaper, I’m going to scream!” She said almost getting read in the face. Harry cracked a grin watching her.

“What?” She said staring back at him. “Are you laughing at me?” She said getting up now.

“Nooooooo…I’m laughing with you.” Harry said standing up as well. He was a whole head taller then her. He stared down at her, still smiling.

“I don’t believe I am laughing.” She said in a rather serious voice, staring back at him. Harry loved when they played around like this. She went on her very tip toes, her mouth reaching his chin. There face was inches away. Gently his lip’s touched hers. He pulled her close. Her hips against his, her chest against his; they were as close as they possibly could be. He continued to kiss her, softly and tenderely. Her lips felt so good against his. He rubbed his hands up and down her back giving him chills in his own spine. Kissing Ginny was better then anything Harry had ever felt. He was in a totally different world. Harry ran his tounge over her smooth lips softly. Ginny pulled away.

“Harry… She said breaking apart. “Someone can walk in on any given moment. Let’s at least wait until everyone has a seat.” She said mocking what Harry had said to her before. Harry smiled and sat down on the bench, Ginny stood still.

“Ok, fine. No kissing then.” Harry said matter of factly; leaning his back on the window and putting his feet up onto the bench, fully reclining. We can just sit here.” Harry was disappointed, but he wasn't giving in. They both were stubborn people and it took a lot for eaither of them to let the other one get its way. Ginny glared at him playfully and sat his lap.

“Fine, then I’m not moving.” She said.

“Works for me.” Harry said just watching her. Harry opened his legs just a smidge so she fell through onto the seat.

“Hey!” She said as she fell back onto him. She layed back onto his chest and put her feet up too. Harry wrapped his arms around her waist and grabbed her hands. “I love you.” He whispered her ear. “I love you too, Harry.” She said gripping his hand. Harry’s heart skipped a beat every time he heard this come out of her mouth. He could not in his wildest dreams ever imagine that he would be with little Ginny Weasley. It was then he knew that he would be with her the rest of his life…however long that may be. They layed there for a moment or so until Ginny spoke.

“Harry…what are we gunna’ do about school?” Ginny said sitting up.

“Well, I mean homework isn’t that bad or anything. And Ginny I don’t want you to feel pressured into being with me. You have other friends and I want you to be with them…” Harry said trailing off as Ginny spoke.

“I know that…I mean like…are we gunna show that we are together. Because I know you have everything to do and you don’t need people bothering you or asking you about us.” She said.

“Ginny, I don’t want you getting hurt, I told you that, but its not like we can hide it. If people know..”

“That’s a risk we’ll have to take.” She shot in. Harry kissed her softly and she layed back on his chest.



Meanwhile Ron and Hermione were in there own compartment…


Hermione was sitting on one side, Ron on the other.

“I can’t believe it took you so long to finally say something to me.” Hermione said bringing up there relashionship.

“Well, I just never thought that you liked me, I guess?”

“How much more obvious did I have to make it, honestly Ron?!”Hermione said getting fired up.

“Does it matter now?”He got up and sat next to her.

“Well, it will if you don’t kiss me.” Usually Hermione wasn’t that forward with Ron, let alone anyone… but hey, she had 5 years of making up to do. Ron kissed her, firm and long. Hermione knew that’s where she was supposed to be, in his arms. Since that first day they met she knew there was something about that Ron Weasley that would leave a lasting impression on her. Little did she know that the impression he made was quite a significant one…

“I love you Hermione.” Ron said getting right to the point. Hermione was startled. She knew that he liked her, but how much was never truly revealed. With Ron, who could ever know what he’s thinking? She wanted to say it back so badly, but she was at a loss for words after just hearing this.

“I…well…no one has ever said that to me before…I…I...love you too Ron.” She said realizing that this was her chance to tell him.

“Well, Im certainty glad no one has ever said it to you.” He kissed her again, holding her tight in his arms. This was the first girl that Ron has ever truly loved; he knew now what Ginny and Harry had felt. He loved her, he always had, but until those three little words were spoken, he never really realized how much. Ginny and Harry! He thought to himself. He broke apart from Hermione.

“Harry and Ginny…we should find them. It wouldn’t be a train ride with out him.” Hermione laughed. “You’re right, let’s go.”

"Hold on I am gunna’ get more food.” Ron said as we went back to the cabinet in the compartment. As Head Boy and Head Girl they had access to a practically a whole trolly full of food. Ron was in his glory of course. He grabbed everything in sight, and then followed Hermione.

“Do you know what cabin they are in?” Ron said. “Yes” Hermione replied. “I saw Neville earlier and he told me.”

Ron followed Hermione along the moving train and knocked onto the compartment door.

Ginny quickley got up and straightened her outfit out.. Ginny sat up next to Harry.

“Come in!” She said as her voice croaked a bit.

“Hey guys,”Hermione greeted them as she walked in. “I see you two got a cabin alone.”Hermione whispered into Ginny’s ear. Ginny smirked. Ron trailed in after her. With chocolate frogs, Bertie Bots, Fizzing Whizbees, Acid Pops, Jelly Slugs and so much more. He nearly fell, not able to see the ground.

“Look at this load!” He said laying it all on the seat next to them.

“You haven’t changed a bit.” Harry said as he layed the candy next to him on the seat. Remebering all the candy they had had that first ride to Hogwarts. Hermione and Ron were on one side, Harry and Ginny on the other.

“Yes, I remember that first train ride. You and Harry filled up on candy nearly forgetting to change into your robes.” Hermione said. Harry rolled his eyes even though it was something he would never forget.

“Yes, well you were the one who came barging into our compartment.”Ron said making no argument at all. “You have a little smudge of dirt on your nose, right there…do you know?” Ron said mimicking some of the first words Hermione had ever said to Ron. Ron remembered practically everything that Hermione said to him but it was still funny. Hermione scowled at him. They three of them reminisced on all the times they had together, Ginny of course a little left out.

“Well, I remember the first time Harry was ever at our house.” Ron said. “Ginny you were scared out of your witts if he was to even look at you. Now look at you two, holding hands…how sweet” Ron said in a girlie voice. Ginny shrugged it off.

“Yes, well I don’t believe that your situation was much different. It took you six years to ask Hermione out.” Ginny stuck her tounge out at Ron. They were model brother and sister. Constantly fighting.

Harry looked down at his watch. 7:40. “We should be arriving soon.” Harry said. Sure enough he looked out the window and saw the silhouette of a giant castle with specks of light hear and there.

“Oi! Yes we should get going.” Hermione stood up and began to walk out of the room. “We’ll catch up with you at the feast!” Hermione said as she walked out.

“Later mate.”Ron said leaving, still stuffing food into his mouth.

“I wonder where Luna and Neville went off too.” Harry said.

“Who knows? Luna was probably off bombarding more people with her crazy stories. And Neville is probably with Dean or Seamus.” She said.


Dean.


When Harry heard that name he still flinched a bit. He wasn’t scared of Dean or anything, that would just be a joke, but he was still sort of jealous of all that time Dean spent with Ginny the past year, even though he had Ginny now. Harry dismissed his thoughts.

“Well I am going to go change into my robes. I’ll meet you back here.” She said.

Harry nodded, and began to change out of his own jeans and shirt into his robes. When he was fully dressed, tie and everything, he felt what he began to feel at the start of every year; the feeling of being at home. But this year something was missing, he knew that that something was Dumbledore. Harry still could not figure out what he would do with out Dumbledore helping him. Harry felt his throat feeling a little clogged and his eyes a little teary. But he shook it off; he wasn’t going to get upset, not now. Ginny walked in and saw Harry looking out the window.

“You made the right decision.” She said putting her hand on Harry's shoulder. She practically knew what Harry was thinking. Harry let out a breath as the train screeched to a haulting stop at Hogsmeade station. Everyone piled off the train. Some people old and some people new; one thing that Harry noticed all around is that there was not too many people in total. Probably about half as many people as there was last year or the year before. Harry was disappointed knowing that people thought the school wasn’t safe just because Dumbledore wasn’t there anymore; but in reality he knew they were right.

The carriages pulled up the giant doors of Hogwarts and one by one students came out. Harry saw Hermione and Ron organizing the first years into a group, Ron sort of lost.

“Ginny!” A bunch of girls called her name. Ginny looked at Harry.

“Can I go?” Ginny said looking at him.

“You don’t have to ask me these things, I told you that. They are your friends, of course.”

Harry leaned down and kissed her head. She turned and away running off to her friends. Harry watched her as the girls formed a circle around her, greeting her, hugging her. A few whispered and then looked over at Harry. He laughed and walked through the doors and up the steps to the Great Hall. There were a few students already there; Harry took his usual spot, towards the middle of the table, where he Hermione and Ron woud sit, Ginny would probably be next to him. He saw Luna and Neville walking in together and waved them over.

“Hey, Harry.” Neville said sitting down.
“Hey, Neville. How was the train ride, you seemed to disapear after you looked for the trolly?” Harry said asking Neville as Luna sat down next to him.

“Oh…uh…we got our own compartment. Sorry about that, we figured you wanted to be with Ginny.” Neville smiled at this. “And we didn’t know if Ron and Hermione were going to come so we just got another compartment.

“Oh. Ok.” Harry said smiking. Neville and Luna in their own compartment? Harry thought to himself. He smiled and went on talking to Neville as the students came in. Harry noticed one thing impraticular. There was not many left. About 25 people per house were there in Harry’s grade, and not much more then that in every other. McGongall sat in the middle, in place of Dumbledore. This bothered Harry. An incredible annoyance came over him watching Professor McGongall sit there, it just didn’t seem right. Next to her was Hagrid, Professor Flitwick, Trelawney, Firenze, and to Harry’s surprise Slughorn. Harry had thought there was no chance what so ever Slughorn would return as Potions Master but in fact, he did. Harry scanned the table. Madame Pomfrey, Filch, Professor Sprout, all of them seemed to be there when he met eyes with none other then…Lupin?! No it couldn’t be, Lupin hadn’t said anything about it at the wedding, and surley he would have told the Order, and Harry! Harry made eye contact with him and gave him a questionative look. Lupin smiled, and nodded his head. Harry sort of knew what it meant. ‘Wait till later’. Harry was over whelmed with happiness, and confusion at the same time. Surely they needed Lupin with the Order at all times, and now he is at Hogwarts? It made no sense. Probably to protect him. That made it even worse. I could protect myself. He thought to himself, getting rather angry that they sent Lupin. Nonetheless, Harry was happy he was there. He was always someone good to talk to... Harry thought on, until Ginny came and sat next to him. Harry pointed over to Lupin and Ginny gave the same inquisitive look. She then turned to Harry.

“Why didn’t he tell us?” She said.

“I’m thinking maybe it was last minute, but I don’t know.”

She shrugged her shoulders and looked towards the front of the table.

“Slughorn?!” She bursted out. “I figured he was too much of a coward to come back…after Dumbledore gone and everything.” Harry laughed at this.

“Yeah, me too.” Harry said.

“Silence!”Professor McGongall said standing up. She definatley could not do that like Dumbledore.

The noise slowly died out as she began to speak.

“I would like to welcome you all back the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I also would like to take the time to welcome our new students who are in their first year. Those of you in older years I hope you help them if needed. We are in store for another eventful year here at Hogwarts, I am sure.” She paused. “I would like to take the time to honor our recently passed away head master.” She paused again. “He loved this school and loved every one of his students. I know it will be very different with out him.” This time she paused again, only longer.” Ginny grabbed Harry’s arm when she said this. This year we have a new, or returning you could say, Defense Agaisnt the Dark Arts teacher; Mr. Remus Lupin.” Lupin stood up, waved, and sat back down. After the applause died down, McGongall read off the rules and restirictions, as was done every year. When she finally introduced the Head Boy and Girl. “I am pleased to inform you that this years Head Boy and Head Girl are Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley.” Ginny and Harry both supressed a laughed as the door opened and Hermione and Ron were standing there arm in arm. Harry could see Ron’s bright red ears from where he was sitting. They walked to the front of the room and seperated standing on either side of McGongall.

“These two will be here for your assistance throught the school year.”She paused. “If you have any concerns or problems, please consult them or any of your houses prefects.” She stated a matter of factly. “Let the feast, begin!”She said raising her arms, and the food appeared on the table.

Harry noticed the first years shocked faces as people began to dig in. The first meal at Hogwarts always made Harry truly feel like he belonged. Ron and Hermione were now making it over to the table. Neville and Luna scooted down then bench to make room.

Feed Back Thread

“Hey guys.”Hermione said as they sat down.

“Have fun up there Ron?” Ginny said smirking.

“Loads.” He said returning the attitude.

Ron began stuffing his face with turkey, mashed potatoes, vegitables, candy apples, and chugged it all down with pumkin juice.

“Gees Ron. It looks like you’ve never eaten before.” Harry said. Ron gulped and smiled, only to grab another handful of something else.

Harry’s mind kept trying to focus on the dinner and being back with all his friends. He just couldn’t. He knew that there was way too much else to think about. This summer he did not go to Godric’s Hollow like he promised himself, and he now didnt know when he would be able to do this. His choice on coming to school this year was slowly starting to catch up to him.


The feast neared an end, and the Prefects lead the first years to their houses. Harry straggled along the hallway thinking. Ginny was next to him, just as silent as he.

“I know this is a question that you are not particularly fond of…” She looked over at Harry and broke the silence. Harry stared straight ahead; it was a dangerous glaze.

“But …are you okay?” She asked longingly. He still stared straight ahead. However, before he could deny anything, Ginny interuppted... “And don’t give me ‘yeah’, because I can tell.” She said sternly. She watched him as a slight smile spread across his face.

“We can talk later. I need to sort some things out first.” He said. Ginny felt satisfaction within herself. He was slowly starting to open up to her more and more. Nevertheless, being Ginny Weasley, she still needed to know more.

“When’s later?” She asked, now standing closer to Harry.

“Tonight sometime, I promise. Its Saturday tomorrow so classes won’t be held. We can talk late.” He said as they approached the Gryffindor Common Room.

Ginny smiled and accepted this.

“Bouillabaisse,” Ginny pronounced and the door swung wide open.

“Bouillabaisse?” Harry asked laughing at the password chosen.

“Oh, who knows.” Ginny replied shutting the door.

As the both of them turned around, they saw that the common room was full of people, mingling and chatting, excited that the new year has started. Harry scanned the room. He saw Neville and Luna, Seamus and many others. He looked around and in the corner, he saw Dean Thomas. Harry pretended not to notice.

“Well, I am going upstairs…I need to get started.” Harry said.

“Started?” Ginny replied.

“We’ll talk later. Meet me in here around 12, if you’d like.” He said bending down and kissing her cheek. She smiled and watched him as he walked away.

Harry truged up the steps, his mind in a trance about the Horcrux’s and what he was to do now. He needed to talk to McGongal. So many thoughts flooded his mind about Dumbledore. Surley, he could use the pensieve to help him; and there would be a portrait..right? Harry was to confused. He then was thinking about Lupin. Lupin could also help him. As he thought on he sat on his bed and took out a piece of parchment from the desk next to him. He began to write:

What I know…

Harry began making a list about what he knew about the Horcux's, and what was needed. The search had to start soon. And he was beginning in Godric’s Hollow.

Meanwhile, Ron and Hermione headed towards their dorm.
They walked silently hand in hand. The two of them were still a little…akward, around each other. Who wouldn’t be after 4 years of keeping your feelings inside?

Hermione walked forward, recited the password and the door opened. The two of them walked through the doorway and came across a round room, the same size as the Gryffindor Common Room.

“Who would need all this space? Its just two people, gees,” Ron muttered looking around.

“It’s beautiful.” Hermione whispered looking around at the paintings, rugs and curtains. There was a dim fire lit already.

“Now Ron, we don’t have duties this weekend, but we have them Monday, Wednesday and Saturday. Understand? We cannot miss those.”

“Oh I know Hermione,” He said looking around as well.

He plopped himself on the couch and Hermione sat next to him. He drapped his arm around her.

“If you want to head over to the Common Room you can, I’ll stay here and do some work.”

“Its not even the first day of classes and you are thinking about school work.” Ron laughed at himself. “Besides, I would rather be here with you,” He said and gently kissed her forehead. Hermione’s heart melted. Again, she’s been waiting years to share moments like this with Ron, and well…that’s what she got.

It was nearing 12 o' clock so Harry bustled up his things and headed to the Common Room. There was already a few people asleep. Harry was just hoping no one else would be down there. He silently walked down the steps and looked around. No one. He took a seat and gazed into the fire waiting for Ginny to join him...

Ginny was in her room writing in her diary when she realized it was 12 o’clock. She got up and silently crept around her bed and downstairs. She gazed from the top step and did not see Harry. As she walked towards the sofa, she realized that he was lying, sleeping facing the ceiling. She crept over to the side of the sofa, knelt down and faced him. He still did not move. She ran her fingers over his hairline and down his chin. He was so peaceful when he was sleeping, but Ginny knew that he was far from that. As much as she really wanted to talk to him, she could not wake him; she did not have the heart to. She bent over and gently touched her lips with his and stood up, when she felt a pull on her arm, she gasped. She turned and saw Harry looking at her smiling; a bit dazed though. She smiled back and pulled herself up to sit next to him.

“Sorry about that, I must have dazed off,” He said sleepily. He ruffled his hair and sat up straight. Ginny sat there for a moment before she turned to him. He was still facing the fire, and she was now facing him with her legs crossed and her hands in her lap.

“Soo…what was it you wanted to talk about?” She murmured trying to start whatever it was he needed to say.

He then turned and faced her. “Can’t a guy just get some time to spend alone with his girlfriend,” He said moving towards her even more.

“You’d be incredibly daft to seriously think I would believe that,” She said backing up so she was leaning against the arm of the chair. She knew Harry too long to know when he needed to talk about something.

“Fine, no kissing then, I see, you don’t love me,” He siad playfully. She tapped him lightly on the arm. “Im just kidding,” He said sheepishley looking over at her. Ginny smiled, that contagious smile, and Harry couldn’t help but smile back. They sat in silence for another moment or two.

“Really though Harry, if you need to talk, that’s why I’m down here and all,” She said grabbing his hand and gripping it tightly between hers. He looked over at her and ran his smooth fingers over the back of her hand.

“I’ve already talked to you about the Prophecy and the horcurx’s, and Voldemort, but what I didn’t tell you is that, I will be needing to leave…and soon, very soon infact.” He said looked over it her. She nodded for him to continue, but secretly she was dreading what he was about to say. “As soon as I talk to McGonnagal, Ron, Hermione and I will be leaving, and I don’t know how long and under what conditions, but we have to go.” He said longingly looking into her eyes.

“Harry, I have prepared myself for this, I know. I don’t want you to leave, but you don’t have a choice, and I understand that.” She said looking back at him. “But I thought you said you needed to do research first, surely you couldn’t have already done it.” She paused. “Where are you going?”

“Well, I am going to Godric’s Hollow first…the place where my parents were…murdered. They have not cleared anything away. I don’t know why, but I need to go there to look for…anything. I promised myself that I would do it over the summer, and obviously that didn’t happen. I need to go.”

Ginny nodded. “I know, Harry, I know.”She understood his pain and longing to see the place where his parents were killed, and possibly look for Horcux’s there as well.

Harry turned away from her. “I’m so scared,” She was shocked to hear that come out of his mouth. Her jaw fell open, but not wanting him to see she quickly closed it “And you would be the only person I would ever admit this to, but I don’t know what to do, Dumbledore and Sirius are gone…now what. ‘The-Boy-Who-Lived! The-Chosen-One! Doesn’t know what to do!” He began to raise his voice. Ginny was very taken aback, and Harry noticed this.

He put his head between his knees. “Why is this all put on me? Why?”He pleaded with himself. Ginny just stared not knowing what to say.

“H-Harry...” She began. He turned and looked at her. “Look at everything you’ve done. Everything you’ve accomplished…don’t go running scared now.” She said boldly. “Harry, this was meant for you, you’re stronger then most people and you have the will and the drive that many people don’t have. Yes, you may not have chosen this path, and if you had the choice, you may not be here, but it is not just bad luck that you are the one that ended up with this responsibility, Harry. It was meant for you.” She said searching his eyes for recognition. His facial expressions softened and he stared back at her, trying to force a smile.

“I love you, Gin,” He said unexpectedly. Her heart was melting and her stomach in knots. The way she felt about Harry was more then anything she has ever felt, and she didn’t know how to handle it.

“I love you too.” She said leaning forward and kissing him. He kissed her back and all those feelings that he felt the first time he kissed her came rushing back. In that same Common room, they began their relationship. Ginny nuzzled up next to him. He layed straddled on the sofa, Ginny between his legs, leaning back onto him with her head on his chest. Slowly, and quietly the two fell asleep in each others arms.

* * *

The bright light shined in on them and Harry stirred. Forgetting that Ginny was on him, he rose slowly, and she woke up herself.

“Oh, wow, I’m sorry, I forgot…”He smiled sheepishley. She smiled back at him and turned her self so she was kneeling facing him. Her neck was sore from sleeping the way she did.

“That’s alright,”She said as she placed a kiss on his forehead. “What time is it anyway?” Harry turned towards the fireplace, which was now extinguished, and looked above it on the clock. It read 6 o’clock. He sighed.

“6 o’clock.”He said very bluntly. The look on Ginny’s face made him laugh.

“Ugh, Well theres no use going back to sleep I guess.”She said standing up and stretching. Harry watched her intensively. He had figured since he was going to spend most of the day with Ron and Hermione, and talking with McGongall, and he might have to be packing and getting ready to leave, he might as well have another couple of hours with her.

“Fancy a walk by the lake?” He said smirking a little bit; remember their first walk by the lake together. Ginny laughed.

“Let me get my cloak.” She said turning and going up the steps. Harry stood up and straightened out his clothes waiting for her to come back. After a few moments, she came down the steps, her cloak wrapped around her. Harry put her arm around her waist as they went through the Common Room door. The halls were deadly silent; the only noise was their heels clicking against the stone.

“We better be quiet, I don’t know if we are aloud to be out.”Harry whispered as they approached the exit to the castle.

“Since when have you been scared to sneak out?” She whispered back playfully. Harry laughed at this and gently pushed the door open. A breeze of wind trickled in as he opened the door. The two of them slid out into the hazy morning. They made their way to the lake. A morning fog placed itself quietly over the water. The sun crimsoned the sky slightly, since it was not fully up yet. Ginny took in a breath of crisp clean air. Harry smiled at her as she looked out onto the water.

“What?”She said laughing to the fact that he was just staring at her. They were now sitting in the dew struck grass under a tree. Harry leaned back supporting his weight with his elbows.

“What, am I not aloud to look at you now?” He said slyly.

“No, you’re aloud to look at me…” Ginny said as laughter was building up inside of her. A grin spread across her face. It was these moments with Harry that she was never going to forget. He leaned over as if he was going to kiss her but put his hands on her stomach and began tickling her furiously. She let out a loud burst and rolled over and scooted her self-up so her back was against the tree. He was on his stomach looking up at her.

“You’re no fun.” He huffed sitting the same way she did crossing his arms. This made Ginny laugh again.

When she was growing up, she always saw a side of Harry that was serious and stern. Now…now she sees the side to him that is playful and flirty, and the side she could fall in love with every time she sees him. She rested her head on his shoulder as he put his arm around her. The both of them watched the rippled lake and the sun slowly rise. Harry began stroking her hair as she drifted off to sleep. Harry let out a breath and began to relax himself. For once, he was calm, not only on the outside…but on the inside. His mind was somewhere else, somewhere where he had no problems, nothing to trouble him. But in the back of his mind…he knew there was no such place…especially now.

The sun rose almost completley, and the mist diminished from the lake. Harry ran his arm over Ginny shoulders. She whimpered slightly and rose.
“We better go to breakfast before people get worried,” Harry spoke softly.
“You mean Ron?” She asked eying Harry.
“Yes. Especially Ron,” Harry replied laughing. The two got up and walked hand in hand back into the castle, and into the Great Hall.

Almost everyone was there, chipper and eating breakfast; after all, it is the first real day at Hogwarts. They scanned the table for Ron and Hermione, and found them in the center of the table, Luna and Neville across from them, and a big gap on the other side. Most likely for Harry and Ginny. They walked over, Harry’s arm around Ginny.
“Where’ve you two been?” Ron muttered with eggs in his mouth.
“We took a walk around the lake.” Ginny said plainly and sat down.
“Oh…”He trailed off eyeing Harry. Harry grinned down at his plate.

Breakfast was well…breakfast. Nevertheless, it was when it was over that the day truly began. Harry got up along with Ron and Hermione, Ginny soon to follow. The Trio knew what they had to do today. Ron and Hermione went ahead so Harry could talk to Ginny and the three of them were to meet by the McGongall’s office. Harry stopped at the door of the Great Hall and waitied for Ginny. She approached him slowly and stood about a foot away, waiting for him to speak.
“We’re going to see McGonagall now.” Harry said looking at his feet. “I don’t know how long we’ll be, but were most likely going to be leaving sometime today,” He said looking around. “I’m sorry,”He added.
“Don’t even think that, you have to do this Harry, you can’t be sorry. Just go and get what you need to be done, and be safe about it? Please.”
“I promise, I’ll be back as soon as I can. And I will be back to say goodbye to you before we go.” He leaned down, kissed her on her head and turned to leave.

Harry moved swiftly along that hall way until he found Ron and Hermione.
“You ready mate?” Ron asked grinning in spite of the akwardness.
“More ready then I’ll ever be...” Harry replied. The three walked quickely down the desolate corridor and arrived at the head’s office. The door slowly open and it revealed McGongall sitting at her desk. Slowly she looked up at the Trio.
“May I help you?” She asked rising from her desk.
“Well…sort of…”Harry began. He glanced at Ron, and then towards Hermione who gave him a nod of encouragement.
“I cannot exactly explain to you all of the details but I need you…to let us leave Hogwarts….to go somewhere.” Harry felt rather stupid as he said this; she would never let them go now. “We will leave without your permission if we have to, Professor.”

“I am inclined to at least offer you protection of the Order; although under the circumstances that you offer me with, I have a feeling you will not want help.” Harry felt not only revealed that she would let them go, but terrifeid that she actually did. Because a small thought in him was hoping that, they all could just stay here...saftely in the castle. Nevertheless, this is something he had to do. Hermione began to speak,

“Professor, I….We, don’t know how long we maybe gone. It could be a couple of days, or even months.” Harry had a sinking feeling in his stomach, he knew it would be long…but he never thought of the worst. He also never told Ginny he would be away this long as well. This certainly would not be something that he could easily spring upon her.
“Miss.Granger, I understand, but I must warn you as you are well aware, that these times are no longer safe. You must take great percaution in wherever you are going, and I urge to send someone from the Order…any one…of your pick, if you must.” Ron nudged Harry in the shoulder.
“That could be smart …,”He whispered.
“No Ron, no one can know. Especially someone from the Order. If they were to find out all the details they would stop us from doing this in minutes.” Harry whispered back.
“He’s right Ron, we can’t risk that.” Hermione added. Ron shrugged.
“We will need to leave…tonight.” Harry said
“Very well, but at least take food and water with you. I could have the elves prepare you some to take. A weeks worth shall do. I also would like yo give you some money; there is no way you will survive with out it. In addition, you will need a tent; I cannot have you sleeping on the ground.”She was bustling around her desk when finally she opened a drawer and pulled out a drawstring bag. She walked over and placed it into Harry’s hands.
“You’ll need this.” She said. Harry opened the bag and revealed itself to be full of gold coins.
“You can’t refuse it.” She added.
“Is this yours?” Ron asked bewildered.
“Yes, this is some of my savings. I keep it here in case I need it for some odd reason. But you’ll put it to better use.”
“I will be paying you back; as soon as we return.” Harry said. McGongall let a small grin spread across her face, but that quickely faded.
“Here, go to the kitchen, tell them what you’ll need. And when you’re done meet me back here. I’ll have a tent packed for your use.”
“Thank you so much Professor,” Hermione said.

The Trio turned and walked slowly towards the door.
“Well, that was easier then expected…”Ron, muttered as they made their way into the hallway.
“Yeah, looks like we’re really off…” Harry said. Something was building up inside of him, but he did not know what. Fear? Nervousness? He didn’t know. “You know….you don’t have to come.” He said surprisingly.
“Harry are you joking? You are not going anywhere for that amount of time, bye yourself. If you think we would do that you must think were mental.” Hermione said brusing it off. “I’ll make my way down to the kitchen. You two pack your things, tell Ginny to pack some of my clothes. Then we’ll meet you in the common room, to get anything else we need.”
Ron and Harry turned and made their way to the Common Room.
“Are you nervous, Harry?” Ron asked stopping into the hallway.
“No, I am completley chipper…of course I’m nervous Ron.” Harry said shooting Ron a look.
“Sorry…”Ron muttered under his breath. Ron turned and took the route to the Heads dorm and Harry entered the common room. It was empty; he figured that most people were outside enjoying the day. Oh were they far from what he was doing. Harry made his way down the steps when he heard foot steps and turned around.
“Hey,” Ginny said with a smile on her face. She had her cloak and scarf on.
“Don’t go anywhere; I’ll be right down….we’re leaving soon.”Harry said quickely and turned racing into his dorm. Ginny, perplexed, walked down the steps and took a seat on the couch. ‘Soon’ she thought to her self. I am not ready for this. But I can’t let him know that, he needs to do this; Ginny thought as hot wet tears rolled slowly down her face. She wiped them away. What am I doing? I am becoming one of those girls, who cry over their boyfriends…and it’s not like were breaking up. Ginny, get a hold of your-“Hey,” Harry said. Ginny quickely wiped the tears away and stood to face him.
“Hi,” Said folding her arms and looking at her feet.
“We’re leaving within the hour...,”He said picking her chin up with his fingers. He saw two tears fall down her cheeks. This hurt him so much…to know it was he who causing her the pain and the sadness. She looked longingly into his eyes, for something…anything that would take the pain away.
“You can write…just not a lot and not with Hedwig either. She is too noticabl. We cannot draw attention to ourselves.” He paused. “I sometimes may not reply back, and if I do it may short. I can’t promise you anything…only that I’ll miss you.” She smiled slightly at this and began to speak, but Harry but his finger over her mouth. “I promise you that when this is all over and done with that we can do whatever you like, or go where ever you want to go. I’ll…” He paused again. “We’ll make it through this.” As soon as he finished, she lunged forward grabbed him into a hug and held him tightly. Harry returned the affection. He could have stood there for ages, but he knew that it was impossible.
“Gin…I don’t know how long we’ll be gone. It could be months.” He said.
“I know.’Mione told me…” At this, tears drew down her face again. He took his hand, gripped her face and wiped them away with his thumbs. His rough skin felt good against her smooth cheeks.
“I’ll miss you, Ginny…” He said bringing his face closer to hers.
“Oh, don’t even get me started Harry.” She said smiling and moving closer as well. She initiated the kiss, closing the gap between the two of them. It was long, passionate and to both of them, memorable.
“Well…it looks like I have to go…”Harry said looking at the clock. “I love you,” He said and one more time, hugging her.
“I love you too…,”She said nuzzling up in his chest. Finally, he pulled away smiling at her once more and turning to leave the Common Room.
“I’ll come with you…I need to say goodbye to Ron and Hermione as well…”She said. The truth was, as much as she did want to say good-bye…she was just trying to get every moment with him she could. Harry nodded and the two walked out the porthole. To their surprise, they found Ron and Hermione waiting outside the door.
“We thought we would wait out here…,”Hermione said smiling sypathetically at the two. Hermione was carrying two bags, Ron carrying one.
“Wheres the tent?” Harry asked.
“Everything we need is in here. McGongall put a charm on it to make it smaller and lighter.” Hermione said.
“Do you have your cloak Harry? And your broom…you never know if you’ll need them.” Ron asked.

“Yeah I got both.” He replied.

“Let me see your broom, Harry.”Hermione said walking towards him. Harry took it out and placed it into Hermione’s hands.

“Reducio!” She said with the flick of a wand, and Harry’s broom decreased in size. She said it once more and Harry’s broom was about the size of a twig.
“Well, that will make carrying it a lot easier.” He said. The four of them stood there for a couple moments when finally Hermione went over and hugged Ginny. Ron and Harry watched as the two whispered back and forth.
“Stay strong, Gin,” Hermione said softly in Ginny’s ear.
“I’ll try…but you stay safe…promise me?” Ginny whispered back.
“We have Harry…,”Hermione said.
“That’s true. Listen, if he is upset about anything talk to him for me. I can’t do it myself, and sometimes it doesn’t always work out with Ron, and I know he likes talking to you….please do that for me.” Ginny asked longingly.
“I know, Gin, I know.” She said letting go. “Goodbye,” Hermione said finally. Lastly, Ron made his way over to his sister. “Try not to be too depressed while Harry’s gone. Have some fun…it will make it go faster. Trust me…the bloke will be thinking about you the whole time…I don’t know why…its not like there’s nothing too special about you.” He said jokingly. She hit his arm softly. “Come here…” She said giving him a big hug. “Tell mum and dad we’ve left. Harry told them over the summer so it won’t be too big of a shock…but send em’ an owl, okay? Bye sis’” Ron said letting go and turning towards Harry and Hermione. Harry needed to say goodbye one last time. He stepped forward and kissed her cheek.
“Everything will be okay, I promise…” He said taking her hand. “Bye Gin” He said, and turned towards Ron and Hermione. The three waved to Ginny and set down the corridor to McGongall’s room. Harry turned back one more time to look at Ginny. He saw tears in her eyes once more, smiled slightly, and turned back. That could be the last time I see her face. He thought to himself. No…no… I will make it through this. He thought again. They stepped into McGongall’s office and made their way to her desk.
“You can travel by floo powder to your house Mr.Weasley. Then apparate to where ever you are headed.” She said handing them the jar.
“Thank you so much Professor. We will be sending Owl’s to update you on how close we were to returning.” Hermione said.
“Be careful you three.” She said smiling slightly again. Ron was first and made is way into the fireplace. Hopefully, no one was home so it did not hold them up. Ron burst into flames, and then dissappeared. Hermione followed. Harry and McGongall were left in the room. “You stay safe, do you hear me?” She said very sternly. Harry nodded and took a handful of floo powder and dissappeard from Hogwarts.

The three arrived at the Burrow to find an empty house.
“Mum must be out for the day. I’ll leave her a note then.” Ron said picking up a piece of parchment and scribbling a few lines down.
While Ron was doing this Harry set down his stuff and pulled parchment out of his pocket along with something else. It was something in a box. He opened it up to look at it again. It was a gold ring and engraved on it was H&G. He flipped open the top of the ring to reveal a picture of Harry and Ginny that he had received from Colin. Apparently, he took it that first night that they had gotten together. Harry scribbled on the piece of paper:


Ginny,
This is for you. I bought it over the summer and I wanted to give it to you now. It’s a ring, but not just any ring. When I am thinking of you, it will feel warm and turn a light shade of red. I thought this would be appropriate for these few months… just so you know that I am always thinking of you. I love you Ginny. Hopefully see you soon. Stay safe…
-Harry

P.S: I forgot to tell you. I needed to elect a new Quidditch capatain since well…I wont be there. So I am handing that over to you. I figured that you could play seeker and find a new Keeper since Ron will not be there as well, I’m sure it will be hard to find someone with as much skill as Ron, but you’ll do your best. Harry laughed at this but went on…. Try to win it for me. Bye Gin

He sealed the letter and sent it off with George’s owl that was perched on the windowsill. It would be descrete enough…and Ginny would recognize it. He watched as the Owl soared off. He figured she would get it in an hour or so, maybe before they really set off.
“Harry, I know that you want to leave now…but I think it’s smart if we all have a proper meal, and a good nights sleep. It will help us for the morning.” Hermione said looking Harry straight in the eye.
“We could have done that in Hogwarts,” Harry said.
“Yes I know…but it will give you a little more time to prepare…this is really soon.”Hermione said longing for him to give in.
“I suppose. However, we will leave first thing. And maybe Ginny’ll get the package before we leave.” Harry said sitting on the couch. Ron was now sticking the note in his pocket. He figured that his mother would be home by then anyway.
“I’m going to go pack a few more things…I’ll be down in a bit.” Ron said pounding up the steps.
“If you don’t mind me asking…what did u send her?” Hermione said sitting across from Harry.
“Oh, it was just a ring I got over the summer. It’ll become warm and turn colors whenever I….well whenever I think of her.” He said slightly embaressed. He rarely talked about his relashionship with Ginny to Hermione, but he knew Ginny and Hermione talked all the time.
“She’ll absolutley love it…it will make her feel tons better, I can guarentee you that one…” Hermione said. She realized that Harry was in a far off place. Yes, he was listening…but he still was thinking about the future to come, and what would become of him. And frankly, Hermione wondered the same thing.

The three of them discussed where they were going to go from there, ate some lunch and simply waited around. They did not have much else to do. They did not have the resources of Hogwarts so researching any further was not an option. After and hour or so, little to their surprise Mrs.Weasley came rushing through the door.
“Ronald!” She screamed as she came barging through.
“Bloody hell...she’s a mad woman.” Ron whispered under his breath.
“I just received a letter from Ginny that says you are leaving Hogwarts! She said she couldn’t say why but I want a full explanation right now this instint!”She screamed.
“Mummmmm, we already told you this over the summer. Harry has to do…”He stopped and looked at Harry. He knew he couldn’t tell his mother what exactly they were doing, but it was his mother, she always found a way.
“Mrs. Weasley, I have to leave Hogwarts to save…my life. Not even that, but lives of everyone. Ron and Hermione insisted on coming. I cannot go into detail, not even to you. It is too risky. But if you want them to stay I understand.” Harry said. Mrs. Weasley’s facial expressions now softened.
“How long will you be gone?” She asked. Ron smiled to himself. He was in the clear.
“That’s the thing Mrs.Weasley…”Harry continued. “We don’t really know. It could be a week….two weeks…two months even.” Harry finished.
“Well if I don’t let you go…I’m guessing you’ll find your way anyway?” She said grabbing Harry’s shoulder. Harry smiled.
“Yes, I suppose…”He said.
“Well then, as long as you three are in my house you will have a proper meal and a good night sleep before you go anywhere. All three of you clean up for dinner. I’ll call you when it’s ready.”

“That wasn’t so bad,” Ron said hopping up the steps.
“No, I’m surprised. Ginny probably said something in the letter.” Hermione added. “Well we better not make her change her mind. Hurry up and clean up.” Hermione said

Harry walked into Fred and George’s room while Ron was changing and he noticed George’s owl perched on the desk. Harry’s hopes were running high when he saw a letter in his feet. He walked over and picked it up, it was adressed

To Harry
It was Ginny’s handwritting. He was so anxious to see what she thought of the ring he tore open the letter and began reading.

Harry,
I don’t even know what to say. The ring is absolutley beautiful; I can’t even imagine how much that cost. I don’t need you to do anything like that for me, you know that, but I appreciate it so much. I couldn’t have asked for anything more beautiful. Thank you so much Harry. I miss you already.

Love always,
Ginny

P.S: McGongall made an announcement today; there may not be Quidditch this year. The Ministry feels that it is unsafe and vulnerable. I think its rubbish, but theres nothing we can do. I’ll keep you updated.

P.S.S: I can’t help but notice that the warm tingly feeling around my finger that doesn’t go away; and the once gold ring has been turning many shades of red and pink. It makes me feel like your with me and that means so much. I love you.


Harry smiled at the last couple of line and neatly folded it up and stuck it in his pocket. Tired from the night before, he layed on the bed, and began drifting in and out of sleep. What seemed like 15 minutes later, Harry awoke only to look out the window and see total darkness. He groggily got up and made his way over to the clock. 12:30. He then made his way down the hallway and peeked into Ron’s room. He was asleep. Must have slept through dinner. He thought to himself. Not wanting to wake anyone, he crept back into bed and fell back asleep.


The next morning he rose early after having more then enough hours of sleep and followed the wonderful fumes of food downstairs.
“Oh good morning Harry” He heard as he turned the corner.
“You must be starved. You dozed off last night and Hermione did have the heart to wake you.” She said as she piled sausage, eggs, cheese, bacon, pancakes all on his plate. Harry stared down in awe, but began eating anyway.
“Yeah, I had a late night yeasturday, and woke up kind of early. I needed the sleep.” Harry replied. He was thinking about his night with Ginny, but he surely could not tell her that.
“Of course you do…what were you three doing that caused you do go to sleep so late?” She asked, not to be nosy, but just to have a conversation…or at least that’s what he thought.
“Oh…ummm….there was party in the Common Room, that’s all.” Harry lied. He knew that Ginny’s parents knew about them, but it would just be somewhat weird for him to be telling Mrs. Weasely about their romantic happenings.
“Well, you eat up. I am going to get Ron and Hermione awake. Ron says you’ll be leaving early, so they better get a move on it.” She said as she bustled up the steps. Harry sat eating his breakfast staring out the window at the beautiful day. How ironic it was for it to be so beautiful on a day that he was dreading so much. Moments later, Ron and Hermione piled down the steps, Ron complaining about getting up so early of course. The three ate breakfast in silence all nervous about what was to become of them in a few hours, days, months even. Finally, they packed there bags and lined them in front of the door ready to leave.
“Now, you got everything right?” Mrs. Weasley questioned about a dozen times before they left.
“Yes mum.”Ron said checking and re-checking everytime she asked.
“Well, I guess this is good-bye for now.” Mrs.Weasley said grabbing Ron in her arms. Hermione and Harry watched as Mrs.Weasley embraced her son. Harry never felt he needed his parents more then he did there. However, of course, Mrs. Weasley would not leave him out. She quickley took him in a big bear hug and Harry returned it just as eagerly.
“Be safe Harry.” She whispered in his ears just before letting go.
“Bye Mum,” Ron said as the three turned, and left the Burrow. They saw Mrs.Weasley standing in the doorway staring out at them making sure they step out onto the first part of their journey saftely. It was the beginning of the end and they all knew it. They walked far enough so they could not see the Burrow anymore and Hermione turned to Harry and said… “Where to first?” Harry ran his hand over his hair before answering but finally he responded.
“Godric’s Hollow.”

Hey everyone, I didnt intend to stop where I did, but I just though I would get a post up there for you all. Its a good length I guess? Anyway, hope you enjoy, leave comments to tell me how I am doing.

OoO Also, there is a line in there about the "Final Fight being brought to where it all began[ Hogwarts] " Something like that.... I know that it didnt start in Hogwarts..but I wanted it to end there, and that line just sounded good =]



Six Months Later…


The War itself has ended, but it was far from being peaceful. Voldemort is gone for good, but there are still a few followers who got away. Things will never be worse then they were only a few months ago, but there are still people on the loose, people who deserve to be locked up into Azkaban for the rest of their lives. There were deaths, many deaths, and not just on Voldemort’s side. Sure, Bellatrix Lestrange is dead, thanks to Harry, and sure Peter Pettigrew is dead, but there were also many other loses shared between the sides. Kingsley Shacklebot shared a horrific death, along with Mudungus Fletcher; they died saving the lives of none other then Ron and Hermione. If you werent killed, you were injured, no one walked away completley unharmed. The Final Battle, was not anything victorious, St.Mungo’s has never had so many patients. Patients that include Harry and Ginny alike…



Harry layed in the hospital bed, not able to move or speak. His only method of communication was blinking. He was hit by so many curses, thankfully none that were fatal, but his recovery would be long and painful.

Harry couldn’t forgive himself. In the last months that they were gone, Death Eaters took Ginny. However, Harry did not know this until weeks after she was taken. Luna oweled them telling them what had happened, but there was nothing they could do. Harry couldn’t stop thinking of her. But thankfully, she knew that because of the ring on her finger. It was the one thing that kept her going.

Ginny, not nearly as bad, was able to talk and function, but her knee and her shoulder were injured horribly. She was hit with a spell that immeadiatly imbolized her; for how long…no one knew. While she was in the presence of Death Eaters she showed tremendous strength and loyalty to Harry and the Order.

*Flashback*

Ginny layed lifeless on a cold hard floor, standing over her, Bellatrix Lestrange. Ginny broke into a cold sweat as she realized her situation. She could not remember how she had gotten there but alls she knew is she would be fending on her own. She knew that there would be no way to reach Harry, and at this point that was a good thing because them taking her would be to draw him to them. She glanced back up at the woman standing over her with a wand. “Well, looks like Harry’s little girl friend is awake…” She said kicking the side of her. Ginny winced in pain. “Ohhh I’m sorry…did that hurt?” Bellatrix snickered as she circled Ginny. Ginny crept her hand down her side to find her wand, but before she could do anything, “Crucio!” Bellatrix ordered. Ginny felt a rush of pain blanket her body. Her mind went blank as the pain continued for what seemed like hours. She heard Bellatrix’s chuckling from above her. She cried out for help but there was no one to hear her. Finally, the pain subsided and her muscles relaxed. She exhaled waiting to see what would happen next. “I have a question for you, one simple question…and all of this could be over. Where is your dear beloved Harry?” She said bending down and staring into Ginny’s eyes. “If you think you are going to get me to tell you that, then you must not understand who I am.” Ginny Gritted through her teeth.. “Very well,” Bellatrix stated. “CRUCIO!”

*End Flash Back*

Ginny winced in pain as she remebered this, but one thing she knew is that it was all over. She sat up to find that it was dark outside, and that no one was in the room besides Hermione. The others had probably set home for the night. She felt good knowing Hermione cared enough to stay. She could not tell if she was sleeping or not but she didn’t want to wake her. But apparently, she already did…
“Ginny, what are you doing up?” She questioned. Ginny turned towards Hermione.
“I…um….” She didn’t want to say she had a nightmare because she knew Hermione would want to talk about it but she wasn’t sure what to say. “I just couldn’t. I guess that’s all I’ve been doing latley, I can’t walk, so might as well.” Hermione shrugged and nodded at the point. The two sat in silent for a few moments. Ginny was dying to know how Harry was doing, the last thing she remebered was seeing him being carted off to St.Mungo’s just moments before she was. The one thing that kept her hopeful was the tingling and the bright shade of pink that illuminated around her finger.
“He’s thinking of me…” She said aloud on accident.
“I’m sure he is, I never saw him more down then these past few months…although he can’t speak. They have put charms on him so he cannot move nor do anything. They say he’ll be fine…just a long recovery.” Hermione said walking over to Ginny’s bedside. He could not talk. Ginny thought to herself. She didn’t know what to think now. They have been saying he would be okay, but why is it taking so long? These thoughts jumbled through her head.
“Ginny, get some sleep. The Healers said that rest would help the medicine work faster.” Hermione nodded towards Ginny. She grumbled and slid back into the sheets. Hermione smiled and walked back over to the bed that was set up for her. Ginny silently drifted off into another sleep.

Meanwhile, Harry was having some trouble sleeping as well…

*Flash Back*

The grounds of Hogwarts were teeming with people; dead and alive. The Final Fight was brought to where it all began. Spells shot speedily past Harry, he ducked and swerved avoiding them gracefully, although his situiation was far from gracefull. Beside him fought the ones he loved, and the ones he hated, all fighting for an over all victory, that could change the world. At this point, Harry wasn’t even thinking, he was just reacting to the chaos around him. It has been about five months since they have seen people from the Order…but most of all Ginny. He wrote occasionally, when appropriate for him and the Trio, but the past few months, the communication ceased between the two of them. After the visit to Godric’s Hollow, they were on a hot trail looking for the Horcrux’s and they never had a chance to make their way back to Hogwarts…until now. They had some time to warn the school, McGongall of course sent everyone home. But the DA members refused to leave. There was no making them they were there to fight. Harry hadn’t seen any of them though, just Ron and Hermione. Harry battled off Death Eater by Death Eater. He was surprised by his own ability, but performing well under pressure and a watchful eye was always his strong suit. He had not faced Voldemort yet, let alone even seen him. One thing he did see though was a flash of red hair on the border of the Forbidden Forest. No! He thought to himself. She could not be here, not now. The Order had just rescued her from the grips of the Death Eaters and they told her to stay somewhere safe… this was far from it. Harry knew it was dangerous for anyone, even him self, but he didn’t have a choice; Ginny did. He would not stand for this. He had warned her in many letters that when this time was to come that she would stay in the Burrow, or saftely in the castle, but she didn’t listen.

*End Flashback*

She didn’t listen. He thought

Harry layed stiffly still, spells were casted so he could not shift during the night, making it insanley uncomfortable for him to sleep. His body was trying to shift and turn because of the dream, but the spells reluctantly held him down. Every time he tried, he winced in pain. Who knoes how long it would be until he would be able to move again. Harry drifed off to sleep, he figured that would be the only thing that would take the pain away.


***

“This should cure him right up…”He heard voice of a woman…someone framilar, but he could not figure out who. He winced as he tried to open his eyes. Forgetting that he wasn’t wearing his glasses, he closed them again because he was not able to see anything anyway. “I don’t know why some one did not give this to him sooner.” The woman said again. Right away Harry knew who it was. Madame Pomfrey. Why? He did not know, but he heard what she was saying and at this point, that was all that mattered. Soon enough he felt a drizzle of venomous liquid dribble down his throat. Knowing that it could possibly cure him, he decided it would be smart if he drank it instead of spitting it up. Before he could even feel a slight difference, he drifted off into another sleep.


*Flashback*

Harry sprinted as fast as he could over to the edge of the forest, following the stream of red hair. “Ginny!” He called, when he felt that he was close enough for her to hear. She whipped around. Before he could even blink, she was sprinting towards him. She expected him to take her into his arms, but little did she know after five months of not seeing each other, she was greeted with something different. “I told you to stay some where safe. Surley this is not it!” He said raising his voice. She was taken aback by the fact that he did not greet her lovingly. “Im sorry Harry, but I am not sitting at home in the Burrow where ever the bloody hell you wanted me to stay, just to watch the people I love fight in a battle till death. You should know me better then that.” She said staring intensly at him. “I’ve waited five months to see you. Five whole months, and this is how you greet me. I was taken by Death Eaters and was only freed until 3 days ago, and this is how you greet me?!” Ginny said getting frustrated. “Exactly!” Harry spat. “They are using you against me. They know I couldn’t stand to see you hurt, they know I would do anything to save you!” Harry said. He was boling up right then and there. “I can’t deal with this now. I’m sort of preoccupied!” Harry said pointing to the battle going on just yards away from them. He looked into her eyes one last time and turned away to get back into the fighting.

*End Flashback*

Harry felt the frustration building inside of him, and surpisingly he could express that. He moved his foot slowly to find that it was free from binds, along with his legs and arms. But when he thought again about the last encounter he had with Ginny, he felt sick to his stomach. He had treated her so badly…but she didn’t listen! He couldn’t have her get hurt, but she had to go and be stubborn. And now she was in the hospital.

*Flashback*

Harry watched out of the corner of his eye as Ginny made her way into the core battle. The thing is, she wasn’t doing to badly. She definatley worked hard over the past months. On the other side of the playing field, Harry saw a Dark swift object moving its way towards him. Harry immeadiatley knew who it was. Voldemort. This was it; the time to prove himself to the Wizarding world, to get revenge for his parents, and Sirius and Dumbledore. Harry gripped his wand tighter, going into this with as much confidence as possible. When suddenly, out of the corner of his eyes he saw Ginny fall to the ground and scream out in pain. It was then and there that he was never more worried in his life. Yes, he was just about to face the biggest battle in wizard history, yes there were dead people surrounding him everywhere he looked, but to see Ginny hurt and on the ground like that made him worry more then anything. And to make it worse, it was his fault.

*End Flashback*

Harry felt a sinking regret in his chest. Was she okay? Was she hurt? Was she…alive? He couldn’t take not knowing. “Ginny!” He said as loud as he could, but he was not that strong yet. It only came out as a faint whisper agaisnt the Hospital murmur. He strained himself several times calling her name, but only for no one to hear. He silently fell asleep yet again…

***

The Weasleys surrounded Ginny’s bed. None of them wanted to look at Harry. Everytime they did emotions built up like nothing they ever experienced. To see him in so much pain was something that none of them were used to. Ginny’s constant questions were about him. Is he okay? How bad is he? Can I see him? The answer was always, he is doing well, you can’t see him; and quite frankly she was sick of it. The only problem is, she could not walk to go and see him herself.

“Excuse me?” A Healer said knocking on the door.

“I have some information regarding Ginerva Weasley.” Mrs Weasley stood up with a concerened but eager look on her face.

“Yes?” She said impatiently.
“Well, this is nothing to worry about. Ginerva’s knee should be fully healed in a matter of days. However, we strongly suggest that she stays off it for at least a couple days after she leaves here. Just to be safe.”

“Thank you, sir.” Mrs. Weasley said.

“Are you here to visit Mr.Potter as well?” The Healer asked before leaving the room again.

“Ah, yes, we are…is he stable?” Mr. Weasley said walking over the door so no one else in the room could hear.

“Actually sir, he was given a potion last night, and he seems to be doing better, he can move now, he should be able to talk as well.” The Healer said. A wave of relief fluttered over Mr. Weasley.

“Thank you sir.” He said dissmissing the Healer.

“Good news!” said going back over to Ginny’s bed side. The Weasleys looked over at him, and Ginny became alert.

“What is it?” Ron asked.

“Harry is doing much better; they say he’s moving and that he should be able to talk.” Mr.Weasley said. Ron bolted out of the room to find Harry. He was worried about him more then anything.

Tears flowed slowly down Ginny’s face, tears of happiness, as well as sadness. To hear that he was okay made her feel one hundred times better, but to know that she couldn’t go see him hurt her even more.

“Ginny dear? Do you mind if we go to see him, he hasn’t had any visitors because of his condition.” Ginny waved her hand for them to go. As the lot of them turned to leave she grabbed Hermione’s arm.

“Make sure he knows I’m okay, and that this isnt his fault that I’m hurt…that its mine.” She pleaded with Hermione. Hermione smiled, nodded, and turned to leave Ginny’s presence.

Meanwhile, Ron just made it to Harry’s room. It was a long walk, or run, since they had Harry on and extensive care unit. Harry was sitting up staring blankly at the ceiling.

“Harry!” Ron shouted as he slowed down and walked over to the bedside. Harry was now able to talk fully.

“Hey mate.” Harry responded.

“Thank god, your alright…you were bloody scaring everyone. You couldn’t move or talk…” But before he could finish…

“How’s Ginny? Is she alright?” He asked

“Yeah, yeah, she’s fine; she just hurt her knee and her shoulder. The doctors are going to let her out soon.” Ron replied. Harry let out a breath of relief. “She’s been asking about you twenty-four-seven. We didn’t want to worry her though…you know how she gets.” Ron finished. Harry smiled as Mr. and Mrs. Weasley made there way into the room. Fred and George along with Bill and Charlie were soon to follow. Mrs Weasley’s face lit up as she saw Harry awake and sitting up.

“Oh, Harry dear! Thank god…” She said jogging over to the side of the bed. “We were so worried.” She said rubbing Harry’s arm. If she could hug him right then and there she would have, but she didn’t want to hurt him. Harry smiled.
“I’m doing a lot better. I want to see if I can walk.” Harry said
“No, no, no. Give yourself another day Harry. You are just starting to feel better.” She said pushing him back onto the bed. Harry grumbled.
“How is everyone? From the Order? And the DA?” Harry said.
“Surprisingly they are doing rather well. A few are still injured and are here in St.Mungo’s, but many were able to go home.” She said.
“Only to be bombarded by the Ministry of course…,”Fred added. Harry laughed and noticed Hermione entering the room. He smiled at her, it was good to see her face and know that she was all right as well. Hermione silently walked in.
“Umm, I hate to disturb this but I was wondering if I could have a moment with Harry?” She asked. Mrs Weasley softly smiled.
“Of course,” She said.
After the rest of them piled out, she sat in a chair next to Harry.
“How are you feeling?”She asked to start a conversation.
“I’m good, wish they’d let me walk though. I hate laying here like this,” He said shifiting to face her.
“Yeah I imagine that it would hurt after a while.” She said looking around
“Why is it you asked them all to leave?” He asked getting right to the point.
“Oh, well Ginny wanted me to tell you something.” She said staring at him intensly.
“Yes?” He said wanting more.
“She wanted me to tell you that her getting hurt isnt your fault. And that it was hers because she didn’t listen to anyone…”Hermione said waiting for Harry’s reaction.
“In a way yes…”Harry said trailing off. “If she listened, she may not be hurt like this…but they still took her, they still tortured her and put her through that pain. That was my fault…no one else’s. If I wasn’t involved with her then they wouldn’t have.” Harry said.
“Don’t regret being involved with her. She makes you happy, Harry. Everyone sees it. You cant give up on something like that.” She said grabbing his hand.
“I’m not giving up, I just can’t forgive myself. I don’t think I can look at her without feeling some sort of regret.” Harry said.
“I understand that, but its all over now…”Hermione said waiting for his response again.
“I suppose.” Harry finished. Hermione knew the conversation was over.
“You should get some rest if you think you’ll have enough strength to walk tomorrow.” She said standing up.
“Tell her we’ll talk…please.”Harry said before she turned away. He watched as Hermione walked out of the room. With nothing better to do, he slowly drifted off into another sleep….

Hermione made her way back to Ginny’s room. Ginny lifted herself up. “What did he say?” She asked eagerly.
Hermione smiled. “That you’ll talk, later.” She finished. She new that Ginny would not be too happy about waiting, but she didn’t have a choice …

***

Harry drifted off into a dreamless sleep, the medicine that they gave him must have had a spell on it. Harry woke at around 1 o’clock. Since he had spent the whole day sleeping, he needed to get up and move, and even though this was against everything that people were telling him, he didn’t care. He slowly turned and dangled his legs off the side of the bed. It felt good to move them. Patiently, he stood on his legs, hoping the wouldn’t give out, and surpisingly, they didn’t. He felt, refreshed and renewed, and he figured he would be out of this god for saken hospital pretty soon after they see him walking again. One thing was on his mind now that he was able to move…Ginny. He truly was not in the mood to talk to her about what had happened, but he just needed to see her…just to make sure she really was okay. He grabbed his wand and glasses and wandered aimlessly down the hallway peeking into every room. Finally, as he passed a room the hair was a dead give away. He saw that she was sleeping so he slowly crept in next to her. Her leg was wrapped in bandages as well as her arm, and he couldn’t help but notice the many cuts and slices all over her body. They said she was okay which was comforting, but to see her like this broke his heart. He couldn’t look at her any longer, he knew this was his fault and there was no convincing him other wise. He slowly kissed her forehead, and turned and left, returning to his desolate hospital room…


Feeback Thread =]

A/N -
Ok this is a shorter post, but dont worry, I just wanted to leave it off where I did (you'll know when you read it ). The next post should be up within a couple of days. =]
Also, theres no flashbacks. The very Final Fight will appear withing the next couple posts.

Harry woke up the next morning and found that he was feeling new and reguvinated. He also found Ron fast asleep in the chair next to him. They must have gotten there in the early morning, or else Ron would be awake. Harry sat up in his bed and picked up a cup that was on the side of the table, and threw it at Ron’s head.
“Oi! What was that for?” Ron jumped.
“Did the doctors say anything?” Harry asked hopfully.
“Oh yeah, ummm…” He said scratching his head. “They said they’d come by when you were awake.”
“Can you go get them? I want to get out of here as soon as possible, they told me not to walk, even though I walked around last night, I’d rather not get caught.” Harry said stretching his back.
“Yeah sure.” Ron said getting up and jogging over to the Healers standing about halfway down the hall. Harry watched as they conversed and nodded. They were now following Ron over to the room he was in.
“So Mr.Potter, you think you’re ready to leave?” A tall staff member with dark black hair like his asked him. Harry nodded.
“Well we’ll need to check you out. Moreover, you will need to walk to make sure your okay for a bit. And we’ll need to give you the proper medications to take for quite some time.” Harry nodded again.
“Alright then, get up.” The doctor said. Harry listened and hastily got out of the bed standing up, and began walking in a circle around the doctor to show him he was okay.
“Well he looks strong enough.” The doctor said writing a few things down onto his clipboard. At this, Mr. Weasley arrived into the room.
“Excuse me sir, are you going to be releasing Harry?” He asked. The doctor turned around.
“Yes, indeed we are. He seems well enough. And we can give him the potions to take for his scars.” He turned to Harry, “Looks like your free to go.”
“Thank you so much.” Harry aknowledged, and picked up his things along side the bed. He made his way over to Mr. Weasley.
“It’s right back to the Burrow for you.” He said. “And if you think about doing anything besides staying in the Burrow, think again. Molly already told me you’re to go straight there.” He said grabbing Harrys shoulder. “I want you to side along with Ron, your not strong enough to do it by yourself.” Harry nodded and the two of them apperated back to the Burrow.


“Harry!” Hermione came rushing over to him and grabbed him into a huge hug. Harry winced in pain. His arms were still sore, but he was happy to hug her.
“Oh I am so glad you’re out…” She said. Mrs. Weasley came rushing over.
“Harry! Oh, thank god you’re out!” She said. “Can I get anything or you, anything at all? What ever you want?” She persisted.
“I would really like a glass of water, Mrs.Weasley.” Harry asked politely.
“Right away! Ron fetch him a glass, Harry come, sit down.” She said gestuing over the couch.
“I really am fine, just a little sore, but I got potions for that…” He said sitting. The thought loomed in his mind of Ginny. “Any word of when Gin will be out?” He asked watching Mrs.Weasley intentively.
“Actually Harry, the healers told Mr.Weasley only about another day or so and she should be alright.” She said smiling down at him.
“That’s great," he said, as Ron arrived with is water. Harry finished it down in a matter of seconeds. He barely ate or drank while he was in the hospital, and for once in his life, he felt that he could actually eat all of what Mrs.Weasley was about to cook for him.
“I’m going to start on dinner, you three be careful, we don’t need Harry back in St.Mungos.” She said nodding to them.

Harry turned towards the both of them.

“A lot had happened since you’ve been in the hospital, Harry.” Hermione said.
“Yeah, loads of Ministry letters have been pouring in. They want you to be the “Cover Boy of the Ministry’.” Ron added.
“Fat chance, I’m not talking to those scums.” Harry said.
“Well it could do you some good, get them off your back, you know?” Hermione said always adding to the opposite side of the argurment.
“Yeah maybe…”Harry said hopefully silencing her, he really did not want to talk to the Ministry…at all. He has talked about Voldemort enough in his life; he was done for a while.

***

“Hello everyone! I have quite the surprise!” Mr.Weasley said bursting through the door.
“Look who they let out of the hospital!” He said as as Ginny’s frail body entered the door. Harry clenched his jaw when he saw her face, still scratched up and bruised. Her shoulder was wrapped tightly but her knee seemed to be okay.
“The doctors said as long as we keep her on the potions and she rests up, she should be okay.” Arthur said. Ginny glanced over at Harry, but Harry looked away. He felt guiltier and guiltier every time he looked at her. It was his fault. And that was the only thing that was running through his mind.
“Can you excuse me for a seconed?” He said getting up, and walking upstairs. His ubrupt movement wasn’t noticed since everyone was greeting Ginny. But that’s not what she cared about. She wanted to find out why Harry was avoiding her.
“Mum, can I go upstairs and rinse off before dinner? I can’t wait to have one of your meals; St.Mungo’s may specialize in healing, but certainly not food.” She said with an alterier motive.
“Sure, dear. Dinner should be ready within the hour.” She said placing a kiss on Ginny’s head and bustling back to the kitchen. Ginny, moving as quickley as she could with her knee, making it up the stairs, to find Harrys door closed. She let out a long breath and walked to the door slowly, and knocked on the rim.

“Yeah?” She heard from inside the room. She wasn’t going to ask if she could come in, or if she could talk to him, she just took it apon herself to walk in without permission. Slowly she opened the door as she saw Harry turn around.
“Oh...”He said as he turned back around.
“Oh? That’s what I get. Not ‘How are you, I’ve missed you’” She said already beginning to get angry.
“You wouldn’t get it,” He said mumbling.
“Oh? I wouldn’t get it. The one who actually understands you wouldn’t get it? Okay, Harry.” She said walking right up to his chair.
“You have no idea how worried I’ve been about you these past few months, the last one impaticular. Ginny they took you. I let them get to you. And for that I blame myself, no one else.” He said stating a matter a factly.
“I’d love to know why that matters now?” She said grabbing his arm so he would look at her.
“Because you’re hurt, badly, and it’s my fault. I can’t live with myself.” He said standing up.
“Harry, I am okay now. Theres no need to worry, or to do this to yourself.” She said.
“I can’t see you hurt knowing its my fault. I can’t do it.” He said.
“But that doesn’t make up for you treating me like you did on the grounds. I realized you were busy, I’m not a git…but I expected more from you!” She said raising her voice. “I wasn’t able to see you for months, Harry. I’ve never felt more alone in my life, but I’m not about to give you some pity story because I know you’ve had it so much worse compared to me. I just expected you to care. Hell, even act like you did.” She said getting a bit louder. Harry swiftly went over and closed the door.
“Act like I care? You know me much better then that. Do you think I would be like this if I didn’t care, Ginny!” He said returning the volume.
“I just am so confused by you Harry. I never expected this to be the perfect relashionship, but what are you planning by pushing me away?” She asked looking longingly into his eyes.
“I…I don’t know, but I ….just can’t do this right now.” He said sitting in his bed with his head in his hands.
“What do you mean you can’t do this?” She asked remembering Dumbledores funeral. The scene replayed in her mind.
“I need to sort things out in my head, Ginny. That’s all I ask of you. I love you, and you know that…” She was happy he was at least still saying it. “..But I just am still caught up in all of this over the war and you getting hurt and the people who died…the people….I killed….I just cant do this right now.” He said looking up at her for recognition.
“I can’t say no, I know you need your time, I’ve learned to know that; but I don’t know how much longer I can do this. Us I mean. You can’t push me away everytime something hard comes up. In a relashionship your supposed to be there for each other, and that’s all I’ve ever tried to do. You’ve been their for me and I am extremely grateful…I just thought for once I could return the favor. But I guess I can never get that close to you…” She said tears swelling up in her eyes. She turned slowly to walk out of the room, hoping he would call her back and apologize for everything, for the pain he’s caused her, and not the physical kind either. But he didn’t…

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Ginny waited one more time outside the door, hoping, just hoping he might call out her name. Nevertheless, all she heard was the almost silent footsteps that came over to the door to shut it. Slowly, she inched down the wall wrapping her arms around her knees as she cried. Her shoulder was in pain, her knee was in pain, and the scars all over her body were in pain…but most of all her heart was in pain. She had never felt this way before, not even when Harry broke up with her. Maybe because she always had that feeling he would come back, or because Hermione kept reassuring her of it, but now she didn’t know what to think. They hadnt broken it off, but this felt worse…much worse. Ginny sat there her head in her lap thinking of how stupid she felt. Cho, she thought. That’s what she was turning into, she knew what would help her. A walk outside, something she started doing years ago. It always worked. The Burrow was surrounded by rolling hills, luscious forests and placid lakes; it was always a way to calm her down. She grabbed her favorite muggle sweatshirt, pulled it over her head and crept down the stairs, swiftly turning the corner, and making her way out the back enterance. She knew how to do this so well because; one she has done it before and two she has seen Fred and George do it plenty of times.

It was now mid April, but the nights were still cold. She made her way by the garden to peek into the kitchen. Her mother was engulfed in making a good meal, her father sitting at the table, and Ron and Hermione were probably in the den. She glanced up at the top window, and found a pair of piercing green eyes staring down at her. She jumped, not realizing it was Harry’s room but when she got into full eye contact with him, she looked towards her feet, and turned, making her way into the darkness. “Lumos” she whispered under her breath. Her wand lit up shining just dimly so she could see her feet. She did not need much other light. She knew where she was going. She also knows her mother would not approve of this, but she didn’t have a choice, she just needed to get out…

***

Harry stared out the window as Ginny’s figure dissappeared into the darkness. He screwed it up, and he knew it, but that did not take away what he was feeling. Harry completed the one task that was supposed to make him feel complete again, but he now was far from it. His parents, Sirius, and Dumbledore would always be a missing piece in his heart, but now he didn’t fully have Ginny, and a gaping hole took her place. He let her walk away in pain, he let her think the worst, and now he blamed himself even more. Getting frustrated more then anything; he knocked over a chair in the room and dangerously kicked the bedpost. He needed her, and by the looks of it, she needed him…but he just could not…not now. His own regrets, and his own pains were pulling him back, but those words that Ginny spoke were pulling against it as well. Neither side was winning. “I guess I could never get that close to you…” He thought over and over again. It was true. He had opened up on multiple occasions, but he never spilled everything, and Ginny knew it and respected it, but she was right. Being in a relashionship is about being one…and right now they were far from it. He needed to tell her. He had to. Even if it was a brief encounter, even if she walked away, he needed to let her know she was right. Not for ego purposes, but so maybe, just maybe they could start over. Fresh. New. He grabbed his jacket and wand, and made it out of the house just as she had done a few moments before. Laying the wand flat on his palm, he thought of Ginny long and hard. “Point me!” He finally whispered. Setting off into the direction that Ginny was going before.

***

Ginny sat watching the moonlit waters roll in and out onto the gritty sand. She sat in her usual spot as the grass and trees swayed with the breeze. She intook a deep breath with her nose trying to hold back another set of tears, but she couldn’t. They streemed slowly down her cheecks as she buried her face in her lap. Suddenly, she heard crunching of fallen leaves behind her and gripping her wand, she turned her head, only to find the one person she did not want to see. She wiped her eyes so he couldn’t tell she was crying and turned back to the sullen lake, hoping he’d go away.
“Listen…” He said in a lowly groggy voice.
“You’re willing to talk now, I see?” She said shooting him a glare and then turning back to the lake.
“No…well…not exactly.” He said coming closer. “I just wanted to tell you that I know you’re right…I know that we need to share things.” He said as she heard his voice come closer.
“Is that it?” She asked looking into his eyes. She felt more tears come on so she turned around again with a sharp intake of breath. He crouched down next to her and pulled her chin towards him. She stayed there but glanced away from his face.
“I love you, and I’m sorry.” He whispered with true senserity. She felt a bucket of tears fall as he helped her up. She felt so useless. She wasn’t ready to forgive him, and she wasn’t ready to leap into his arms but he did come out there and he did make her feel a little better.
“Walk back with me? Please?” He asked. “I’m not leaving with out you. You’re too hurt to be out in this cold. You mum would kill me.” He said as she got to her feet. Her heart melted; even though she was mad and upset and wanted no part of him…he still cared. She nodded, trying to show him she wasn’t willing to converse. Ginny crossed her arms tightly around her body as the cold was finally getting to her.
“Please let me give you my jacket. I’d offer you my arm, but I figure you don’t exactly want me to touch you…” He said weakley. Ginny let a slight smile crack at this, but not so he could see.
“I couldn’t accept your jacket; you’re wearing nothing but a t-shirt and its freezing out here…” She said staring up at the moonlight.
“Then let me put my arm around you. Please, your hurt, and you could catch something so easily. Don’t think anything of it.” He asked pleadingly.
“Okay…” She said silently after a moment or two of thought.
He moved closer to her, draped his arm around her shoulders, and pulled her closer. She always felt so safe and so happy in his arms. It was true she still felt safe, but she was far from happy.

The two walked silently until they hit the Burrow. Mrs. Weasley was still preparing a part of the meal as they looked on through the window. Ginny whispered thank you and ducked out of his arms, opening the door and silently as she could, walking back to her room. She looked at the clock, she was a little over-due on her potions so she quickely went down stairs again and greeted her mother.
“Thank you for reminding me dear, you can take them with dinner.” She said as she put food on the table. “Where’s Harry?” She asked eyeing Ginny.
“Oh, umm, he decided to go out for a walk, I believe.” Ginny stated taking her seat at the table.
“Poor boy, he’s been so sullen since he’s gotten home. Surley you’ve talked to him?” Mrs. Weasley asked nonchalantly.
“Yeah...sure…”She said replying softly.

At that, he came in, and sat down in his usaul spot, two away from Ginny. The two stared straight ahead, not even taking notice of each other. As everyone piled in, Mrs.Weasley put the food on the table and said a few things about how happy she was that everyone was together, the both of them especially. They were seperated by Hermione and were barley aknowledging each other’s presence. Hermione, being her self, took notice of it. The dinner was a blurr to Ginny. Her mind was focused on other things. Mostly the "thing" that was two seats away from her.

About an hour after dinner was over, Ginny was in her room glaring out the window when she heard a knock at the door.
“Its ‘Mione…Can I come in?” She asked politey.
“Course.” Ginny replied shortly. Hermione sat on the bed as she watched Ginny stair aimlessly out the window.

“It’s not really my place…but is there something going on between you and Harry?” She asked biting her lip, hoping she didn’t go to far. Ginny let out a breath.
“Unfortuneatley, yes.” Ginny said swinging her legs over the window sill so she could see Hermione. Hermione smiled weakly.

“Care to talk about it?” She asked.
“I’ll ask your opinion, I feel so stupid and I think I’ve made a big thing over nothing.” Ginny said making her way over to Hermione.
“Well then, let’s here it.” She said.

“Well, when we both got home from the hospital it began. He avoided me and wouldn’t speak to me, so naturally I wanted to know why. And that’s when it got bad. We started fighting because I mentioned something that happened the night he killed Voldemort. It wasn’t really anything, but it was when I first saw him that night. I was so happy and excited to know that he was truly okay, I mean I didn’t see him for months before that.” Hermione nodded in encouragement. “When I confronted him I didn’t expect some long awaited snog before he rode off to battle, but just a hug at least, and I got nothing. He got angry with me being there and showed no signs of missing me. I mean, I know he did, he said it in letters, but still…” Hermione shifted and Ginny waited to finish. “Well, when I confronted him it was the same. No greeting, no nothing, and that hurt me. I felt horrible and then we got into a row about how we never talk about things. Yes, he shares some things, but I tell him everything and he can help me so much, I just want to be able to help him to you know? However, all he seems to do is push me away. I just don’t know anymore.” Ginny said stopping as the tears came on again. She wiped her eyes. “Look at me I am an emotional housepipe. I’ve never been like this with anyone before.” She said stopping finally and looking at Hermione. Hermione smiled another weak smile.
“Well maybe, you’re acting like this…because you’ve never felt this way about anyone else…and you don’t want to see it end?” Hermione asked.

“I love him, Hermione. I would spend the rest of my life with him. That might sound silly, I am only 16 but I know I want to. I need him, but its things like these that make me doubt if he needs me too.” She said.

“He does, I know that, and he needs you, trust me Gin’” Hermione said grabbing her hand to comfort her. “I know what he’s like, hes very closed up and distant, but when he’s with you hes not. I see him as almost a diferent person, a happier person. And no one besides you makes him feel like that. No one.” Hermione said.
“Well, what should I do now?” Ginny asked considering what Hermione said, but she was still stuck in this dilemma.

“Talk to him. Tell him that you feel this way, and then just give him time. I can call him up here if you want?” Hermione asked. Ginny thought about it for a minute.
“Yeah..” She said preparing her self, for hopefully was not another row. Hermione walked towards the door.

“Hey Hermione?” Hermione paused and looked over at Ginny. “Thanks.” She said smiling. Hermione returned the smile and headed down the stairs. Ginny got up and gazed out of the window waiting for Harry, hoping he would come. She heard footsteps at the door, and then the door open and shut. She slowly turned around to find Harry staring sheepishly at her. His hair hung just above his eyes, his eyes staring right through her.

“Hi.” He muttered softly. She sat down at the chair that was by her desk and he sat down on the bed.
“Hi” She replied back. After a couple moments of silence, Harry spoke.
“Mione’ said you wanted to talk to me?” He said akwardly looking away.

“Yeah,”She replied shortly and then abrubtly started speaking. “I’m sorry, Harry. I have no idea what you’re going through, and I am making it worse, I know it.” She said shaking her head. He was about to speak, when she said “I’m not done.” He closed his mouth and waited for her to continue.

“I was stupid, and I realize you need your time. After my seconed year I recall being distant and didn’t feel like talking to anyone about what had happened. And I only faced him once. You’ve faced him countless of times so I can only imagine how you feel. I guess what I am trying to say is I’ll wait. For whenever your ready to talk, or to start over, or to leave this in the past. I’ll wait till I’m 87 years old with grey hair for you, Harry. I just want you to know that. I am sorry for accusing you of not caring because you have showed me you do countless times, especially tonight. That was the sweetest thing someone could have ever done and for that I thank you..” She finished taking a breath and then looking over at him. He sat there mouth hung open and a confused look in his eyes. Ginny laughed silently at how cute he looked.

“Gin…”He finally spoke. “Don’t put your self at fault, or even apologize. I mean it. I put you through this, and you shouldn’t have to apologize to me for that. You’re right I do need my time, but it doesn’t mean you can’t spend that time with me. We got in a row only two hours ago, but I still have never felt so empty. I know this wont be perfect, but I want to make this work because I love you. I would do anything for you and I don’t see myself with anyone but you.” He said finishing and looking up at her. She smiled slighty.

“If you need your time now, just tell me. If I ask you something you don’t want to answer, just tell me. Please don’t get angy, or feel like you have to answer. Promise?” She asked.
“Yes.” He responded shortly. She stood up slowly and walked back over the the window, glanced out for a few seconeds and then back at him.
“I believe we just got through our first row.” She said smiling widly at him. He got up and wrapped his arms around her waist tightly as he gazed out the window as well.

“Fancy a walk?” He asked remember their first night together. Ginny giggled.
“I’d love that.” She said turning him around and grabbing onto the collor of his shirt and pulling him close. “Thank you, Harry.” She said gazing up into his beautiful eyes.
“For what?” He asked.
“For caring.” She said smiling at him and then leaning in to kiss him. It was there she kissed him like she never did before, with more passion and more love then ever before...
and he kissed her back he same way.


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The two broke apart and Harry stared weakley down at her.
“How bout that walk now?” He asked grabbing both their coats and heading down the steps with her trailing behind.
“Shhh...”She said as she krept behind him and out the same door for the seconed time that night. The couple walked in silence for a while but then Harry finally spoke.
“Gin...I need to go back to Godric’s Hallow. I want to take some belongings out of it…remains, you know. I was thinking of going tomorrow. When I went for the Horcrux’s, we didn’t really go inside. I just couldn’t do it. I had Ron and ‘Mione go in, but they saw nothing impraticular so we left. And well, you’re going to be going back to school and all...and I want you there…” He said looking at her. Before she had a chance to respond, he started again. “Just us.” He said plainly. Ginny smiled at him, inside she knew this was the beginning of him opnening up, but she didn’t want to seem to eager.
“I would love to accompany you.” She replied stepping closer to Harry.
“I...Umm…also, need to go back to the Dursleys. Pick up a remander of my things...You don’t have to go there if you want. I wouldn’t blame you.” He said.
“No, I want to be with you.” She said taking a hold of his hand. Ginny knew that he had a bad child hood, but he never really talked about it, and when they did they just bad mouthed the Dusleys, and Ginny being Ginny was dying to know why.
“Harry?”She asked as he pulled her closer and wrapped his arm around her waist. “Why exactly do you hate the Dursley’s? I never really got a full answer from anyone.” She said hoping she didn’t cross the line.
“You’ll see when you get there.” he said short and plainly. Ginny didn’t need anymore.
“Gosh Gin’ I’m sorry.” He said out of nowhere.
“For what?” She asked stopping and turning to him.
“Well we just got in a row about opening up and then all I can say is ‘you’ll see’” He finished. Ginny could tell he was trying to open up, and that was all she needed.
“Harry, I don’t expect you to spill your life story in one night. When I mean open up, you can take as much time as you need…I just need to know that you will…eventually.” She said. She felt as if that was a good compromise. He stood there and gazed into her eyes.
“What did I do to deserve you?” He asked pleadingly. She giggled and kept walking as Harry caught up behind her. “Really though, what did I do?”
“You saved the world, for one.” She said smiling and sitting on a dry patch of grass right in front of the lake, they were just at. “And you made me your world.” She finished.
“Both very true,” He said sitting down next to her. The two both looked out onto the lake, hands entwined.
“Gin?”He whispered.
“Hmm..”She said.
“If I’m not being to forward….when did you first know that you loved me?”He asked.
“Oh so you think I love you?” She said smirking. Harry frowned. She paused for a moment. “You’ll laugh.” She said crossing her arms and staring away from him.
“Promise you I won’t.” He said. “Go on…”
“Okay well…” She paused and took a breath... “When I was 7 years old and Charlie told me about you and how your parents had passed away and that you were living with Muggles who didn’t really care for you, I decided that I would love you, because no one else did.” She stated. She saw him trying surpress a smile. “You promised! And I’m not done either .” She said sternly. His face went back to normal.
“Well, as time went on I actually, planned our wedding and such. Mum got rathere annoyed since I persisted on her to make me a dress. Then she finally told me to quit it when I asked her to send out invatations. But that was just a little girl’s thing, a hero thing, so to speak.” She said. “I really knew I loved you when I saw you with Cho. I never wanted to send a good Bat Bogie hex more then I did then. However, I thought I could never have you…so I gave up sort of. I didn’t stop loving you, I knew I always would…just gave up hope.” She paused and looked at him, his face was grim and she didn’t know why. “Then that night after the game, when you kissed me; I was never so happy in my life. My childish dream was fullfilled, but it turned into something much more. Into this…”She trailed off. “And you…when did you know? Don’t think you’re getting off easy after that, either.” She said..
“Hmm…” He said thinking. “When I saw you with Dean. I was beginning to like you then, but when I saw you with him, I wanted to rip him limb from limb for even touching you. At first I thought it was because you were Ron’s little sister…but I came to realize it wasn’t. It was much more then that.” He said grabbing her hand.
“Harry what are we going to do?” She asked inching closer to him.
“What do you mean?” He asked.
“I am going to school in two weeks. Your not, I won’t see you for months. I can’t do that, Harry. Not again.” She said.
“I’ll work somethng out. I promise you that.” He said kissing her softly on the forehead. Ginny smiled up at him and moved to lay her head in his lap looking up at the stars. Thinking of all the emotions that were running through her, she drifted off into a light sleep.



***

“Gin!” She heard a surrounding voice. She stirred but didn’t move. “Gin, wake up.” The voice was Harry. Her eyes fluttered open.
“What?” She asked looking around noticing they were still lying in the grass.
“Its 3:30.” He said plain and simple. Ginny flung up.
“You’re lying.” She said forcing his arm up off the ground so she could see his watch. Ginny began laughing in spite of herself wondering how on earth they were to get back inside without her mother noticing, if she hadnt already. She began thinking.
“Well…two choices. Stay out hear all night. Alternatively, go in and get yelled at by my mother. It’s up to you.” She said weighing the options for Harry.
“As much as your mother scares me when shes angry, it’ll be worse if we come back in the morning, don’t you think?” He said standing up and reaching his arm out.
“Mmm. Good point, love.” She said taking his arm and standing up next to him. He ran his fingers down her face. He then moved his hands down her stomach and grabbed her hips, pulling her close. Tantalizing him, she ran her fingers up and down his chest, smirking as he chivered. Then she slowly leaned up and placed a small kiss on his nose, and turned jogging back towards the house.
“You know that’s not fair.” He said trailing behind her. “If I wasn’t so tired I’d come after you.” He said walking lasily behind her. She leaned against the door waiting for a drowsy Harry to reach her.
“Tease,” He said silently whispering in her ear as he opened the door. The kitchen was dark and silent, a dim fire was going out in the other room, and no one seemed to be up.
“So far so good, now to get upstairs.” She said.
“Well I say we say our goodnights down here. Just so we don’t make any noise up there.” Harry said pulling her close. She leaned up and kissed him softly. Harry smiled.
“We don’t have to leave too early tomorrow because we can just apparate but it’s up to you.” He whispered as the two walked to the stairs.
“How about 10?” She asked. “That should give us a little time to sleep.”
“Sounds good.” He said leaning down and kissing her forehead. “Night.” He said making his way up the stairs as Ginny followed. He turned into Ron’s room. Ron was out cold, snoring as usual. He made his way over the the bed and layed down hoping they were both in the clear. Slowly, he drifted off to sleep excited, yet worried for his seconed trip to Godric’s Hollow, and his last trip to The Dursley’s.

***

The sun glistened on Harry’s face as he awoke slightly. Mumbling, and turning over he glanced down at his watch. 9:45. Cursing inder his breath for having to leave within the half hour he got up and made his tired self over to Ginny’s room. She was still asleep. He smiled to himself thinking about last night, and then walked to her bed. Kneeling down next to it, he stroked her hair softly waiting for her to succumb from sleep. Her eyes started to flutter open peacefully, he watched her as she grumbled and turned back over.
“Gin...” He said sofly.
“Mmmm...Yes?” She replied, obviously half asleep.
“It’s 9:30.” He said touching her shoulder. Suddenly, she sprung up fully awake.
“Oh, oh my gosh, I had no idea.” She said. “I’m sorry, Harry. I’ll be ready in a few.” She said fully alert now. Harry laughed at her recklessness and shuffled out of her room so they could both get ready.

About fifteen minutes later Ginny made her way downstairs to the kitchen to find Harry sitting there waiting.
“Where’s everyone else?” She asked.
“I’m not to sure.” He said. “Ron left a note that him and ‘Mione had to be somewhere early, I don’t really know where. But no one else is home.” He said.
“Mum and dad must have gone to the ministry for something. We’ll find out when we get back I guess.” She said.
“You ready?” He asked standing up, grabbing his wand, and sticking it in his pocket.
“Only if you are.” She said doing the same and heading to the door. He smiled slightly and grabbed onto her, ready to side-along apparate. That being-pushed-through-a-tube sensation draped over the two of them and before they knew it, they were standing infront of a mansion with an iron gate that read: Potter’s Mansion, on it.
“Wow…” Ginny whispered looking towards the house.
“I know, I couldn’t believe it either.” He said flipping up the latch and leading her in.
The couple walked in silence until they got to the door. Harry took the door knocker and tapped it three times.
“Why are you knocking?” She asked.
“Hermione and Ron said the house elfs still lived her. I don’t know, it is technically my house and all…” He said trailing off and gripping the handle for a moment, he leaned in and opened the door. He looked down to see three little house elfs gazing up at him just as Dobby had.
“Welcome…”One elf said opening his arm to the home.
Harry looked around, everything just how his parents had had it. A book on an end table left open, a jacket draped over a chair, Ginny was silent but ran the finger of her tightly gripped hand over Harry’s backhand. She didn’t totally know what he was feeling, but she could surely tell it wasn’t good.
“I…want to see the graves.” He said looking at his feet, preparing himself for the first time he ever had to do this. The elf led them out the front door and to the side of the house to find a well up keeped garden with two headstones intertwined in the flowers. Harry let go of Ginny’s hand as he looked on. She knew he needed to be by himself for a bit, and she was absolutley fine with that. She watched as he slowly kneeled down next to the graves and traced his fingers over the names. She kept watching as his head bowed and his shoulder curled. She couldn’t help but cry. Seeing him so hopeless and so upset killed her knowing there was nothing she could do. She wanted to comfort him and make him feel better, but nothing she could say would take the pain away. She saw him slowly get up and walk towards her. She smiled sypmathetically and held out her hand for him.
“Why are you crying?” He asked pulling her close.
“Harry, I’m so sorry. Just being here, with you…I…I don’t know what to say.” She said sighing for the loss of words.
“With me, exactly. With out you I’d be worse, trust me.” He said running his arm up and down her back as she nuzzeled her tear stricken face into his neck.
“They would have loved you…,”He whispered. She smiled to herself and stood there for a couple minutes before she was able to grab a hold of herself.
“How bout we go in?” He asked grabbing her hand and whisking her away into the house. The busy elves were cleaning and wandering around. It was almost surreal to Harry thinking that the elves have probably been here by themselves for about 17 years. He walked in silence as he took in the depth of each room. When they made their way into the living room, his attention was immeadialy brought to the mantle above the fireplace. Two large portraits were elegantly placed over it, one of his father, and one of his mother...


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Harry gazed on at the portraits.
“Looks like the Potter men have a thing for red heads…” Ginny said as Harry put his arm around her waist and laughed.
“So true.” He said kissing her forehead.
He walked around the room slowly, taking in all of what was there.
“I didn’t think there would be this much stuff…” He said picking up a book from the shelf.
“There’s no way we can take all this…”
“What do you propose we do?” She asked sitting gently on the couch.
“I…well…I think…I want to move in.” He said in a faint whisper. Ginny’s jaw dropped.
“Mum we’ll be sad to hear that…”She said, she saw Harry frown, so she finished her sentence, “But I think that’s a good idea.” She finished. “I mean, it is yours, and well you’re eventually going to want a place of your own. Staying at the Burrow forever we’ll soon enough drive you mad.” She finished smiling as he laughed whole-heartidly. “Don’t you think you’ll be rather lonley though?” She asked
“I guess but, it’ll be nice…when you come back from school. We can finally have a place with no interuptions.” He finished, smirking devilishly at her. Ginny smiled warmly.
“Yes, that is a very good point….” She said, “But what about all the other time…when we’re not together?” She asked making a point.
“Well…I reckon I have to get a job so that should help.” He said pondering.
“Harry, how exactly are you going to do that? You didn’t complete 7th year. Although probably anyone will take you, you being who you are and all.” She retorted.
“I haven’t thought about that, but I guess this is one time being the Boy-Who-Lived, will have its perks.” He said smiling at Ginny.
“Yes, I suppose.” She said. “Maybe I could sneak out of Hogwarts to come visit you…,”She said trailing off.
“As much as I would love that…that’s probably not possible.” He said. She frowned and crossed her arms. “Me sneaking there on the other hand, is probably much more manageable.” He said smiling.
“I like the way you think Mr.Potter.” She said as she got up and went over to the bookshelves. Running her finger over some books, she came across a small leather one. She pulled it out and on the top two letters were enscribed, L.E. She opened the book and came to realize it was a diary. She brought it back over to Harry on the couch.
“Look at this…I think it was your mother’s diary.” She said. His eyes lit up as he gently took it from her. He flipped open the first entry:



Hello, I am Lily Evans. I am 12 years old and I attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizadry. It is a school for people who have special powers; it just teaches you how to use them. I was born into a muggle family, or a family that dosen’t have powers but somehow I ended up having them. I remember the day I got my letter. My parents well…my parents were extatic. Of course, they had no idea what the school really was all about until they read further on, but boy were they happy. When Professor Dumbledore showed up that’s when Petunia, my sister, lost it. She was jealous that it was I and not she and ever since that day I got the letter, she resented me to no end.

Harry laughed as he read on, thinking of his Aunt being jealous.
“I’ll leave you too this then?” She said. He nodded completley engulfed in the story. “Mind if I take a look around?” She asked.
“No, I just want to breeze through a few of these; I’ll read the rest later. I’ll catch up with you,” He said taking his attention temporarily away from the diary. He smiled and she turned swiftly and explored the other rooms. Making her away up the crickety steps, she noticed the half dozen rooms. Immeadiatley, sadness blanketed over her. She knew now that his parents were probably hoping for more children, that would be the only reason to get a house so big. Checking room by room, she made her way to the last room in the hall. As she slowly opened the door, she saw a baby cradle, a few overturned chairs, and a ruffled room. It was then she had realized that, that was the room that Voldemort killed Harry’s parents, and nearly killed him. Suddenly a flash back from a month ago raced through her mind. She didn’t know why it came to her, probably because the presence of Voldemort was so evident in the room, she didn’t know, but it was just as disturbing as she remebered it.

*Flashback*
Ginny stook breathlessly after sending out sending out a few curses. She watched about 20 feet away where Harry stood, wand gripped tightly in hands, and a black figure moving towards him. She felt her heart race as Voldemort moved closer and closer.
“So we meet again, Harry.” Voldemort spat revealing his slinky fingers and disformed face. Harry stood, face firm, not blinking or flinching.
“Mmmm, quiet, I see?” He said pointing his wand. “Well, I could change that! Cruc-” Voldemort screamed, but before he had a chance to finish Harry took defence.
“Expelliaramus!” He said with much force and might. There was now a small crowd watching. Death Eaters stopped, the Order stopped, and all eyes were on Harry, and the man who had caused all the problems in Harry’s life. She saw strength in Harry, as she never had before. Unexpectidley, she saw Voldemort kneel. Begging, surley. His wand was now too far away from him, Harry had all the power. Harry took two steps forward as Ginny finally heard what Voldemort was saying. “We could be great…we could rule the Wizarding world…the muggle world. I could bring back Dumbledore…and Sirius…and your partents.” He said, but Harry cut him off by the raise of his want just under Voldemorts chin. “Avada Kedavra” He whispered and green jet of light sprung from his wand, sending Voldemort hundreds of feet backward. Ginny watched proudly, mortified, and releived as she finally watched Voldemort hit the ground. Her eyes then flickered over to Harry as he fell to the ground. “Harry!” She screamed. Sprinting as fast as she could over to his feet and lifting him up.

*End Flashback*

That was the last thing she remebered until realized that two strong arms were holding her tightly.
“Harry…”She whispered softly as tears flowed down her eyes. He kissed her forehead softly.
“What is it Gin’?” He asked in a worried tone.
“It’s just…I saw this…this room…and I knew that this is where…and….Oh, Harry.” She said gasping. He held her even tighter, gripping her closer to his chest.
“Shhhh…”He said rubbing her back. “This is nothing for you to be upset over.” He said trying to find some way to comfort her. After a few moments, her crying eased up, and she was able to enhale a normal breath.
“I mean it when I say that they would have loved you…,”He said looking down at her.
“You don’t know that,” She said finally able to speak.
“Yes I do.” He said short and simple. Ginny felt as if it was better to leave this alone, if Harry felt it, then so did she.
“How ‘bout we get out of here? What do you say?” He asked.
“Oh…no. I don’t want you to feel you have to leave. I’m fine, we can stay as long as you like.” She said.
“No, I’m insisting. I’ll be coming back here a lot anyway, I guess.” He said. She nodded as he took her hand and led her back down the hallway and out of the house.


*

“What are you doing here, boy?” Mr Dursley asked rudley. “And who’s this? Don’t tell me you have a girl friend? Shes your kind I presume…”He said staring at Ginny. Harrys grip on her hand tightened. She rose her eyebrow inspite of the short chubby man infront of her finally realizing why they were hated.
“Vernon! Vernon, darling, who is at the door?” She heard from what she presumed to be the kitchen. Watching carefully she saw a stick-thin woman make her way over to the door.
“And what do you think you’re doing here?” She said firmly as her lips pursed lightly. Her eyes flickered over to Ginny and widened. “Who’s that?” She asked snobbily.
“I don’t believe that’s any of you’re buisness...”He said pulling Ginny closer. “Now if you don’t mind, I would love to get my things and be gone. It’s a win, win situation, so the faster you move, that faster I’m out of your life.” He said through clinched teeth. Mr. Dursley scoweled. Then, another figured waddeled over to the door. Ginny knew it must have been Harry’s cousin Dudley.
Ginny stood there, as he looked her up and down and smirked slightly to himself.
“I’ll be getting my stuff then.” Harry said pushing his way past his aunt and uncle. Ginny moved swiftly after him but stopped at Dudly. “Look at me like that again and Harry won’t just pummel you, I’ll have a go as well…and not with my fist either.” She said taking out her wand and tracing it down his arm. “Got it?” She said as his eyes bulged and he nodded quickly. “Good.” She said stomping after Harry.
“Hurry up, boy! We don’t have all day, either.” Mr.Dursley yelled after him.
Ginny watched in silence as Harry opened the cupboard door. Why on earth would his stuff be in there? She thought to herself. As he took out miscelaneous things she watched as the Dursleys went about their daily activities. Dudley, in front of the t.v, Petunia, in the kitchen, and Vernon, waiting anxiously at the door for Harry to leave. Ginny realized then the kind of like he grew up around. No one cared about him while we was younger, and no one even bothered to spend time with him. Anger boiled up in Ginny like a kettle. How dare they treat him like that! She noticed Harry make his way upstairs. But she was immobile with hostility. She wanted to hex the Dursley’s. She stood watchng Mr.Dursley as he eyed her back.
“What is it your looking at?” She spat.
“I see you’ve got the same attitude as the boy.” He said walking towards her.
“’The Boy!’ The boy has a name…” She said. “Just incase you didn’t know.” She said gazing at him in complete displeasure.
“Yes but he’s not worth calling it…no one of your kind is..”He said making his way closer.
“One step closer and I will take my wand out on you, don’t think that I won’t. And for your information, Harry…”She emphasized his name. “…Deserves complete and total respect, because he saved the wizarding world, and in a way the muggle world, so before you start disrespecting him you better think about who’s accomplished more in there life. You or Harry. And remember. He’s only 17.” She said crossing her arms and leaning against the wall.
“But you’re not aloud to do magic outside of Hogwarts…” He said in complete and utter fear.
“Really? Try me.” She said pulling it out.
“Gin, he’s not worth it.” She heard from behind her. Harry was standing on the steps holding a box of stuff.
“Yes, I suppose you’re right.” She said as she strolled passed him convienently hitting his shoulder. “Worthless git.” She muttered under her breath. Harry strode past his Uncle and left the porch of the Dursley’s house for good. Ginny walked for a bit, while a out of breath Harry tried to catch up.
“Gin...slow down…sheesh.” He said finally catching up to her. Ginny abrubtly sat on the curb of the street, huffing as Harry sat down next to her.
“I had no idea, Harry…”She said looking him straight in the eye. “I heard about the bars on the window, but I also figured it was Fred and George’s vivid imagination. And…that…that cupboard. Please don’t tell me you slept in there?”She asked speeding through her words. He nodded his head solemnly.
“Well…till I was about 11, yes.” He said pausing as she grimaced. “Then they finally moved me into a room.” He finished.
“I just can’t believe people could really be like that.” She stated.
“Well…yeah, but that’s over now.” He said. “Now, I am with you, and with you’re family. I don’t have to worry about them anymore.” He said glancing back at her.
“I suppose…,”She said as she looked off down the street, when she suddenly noticed a white owl making its way towards the both of them. Tapping Harry’s arm she realized he spotted the same thing.
“I wonder whats this is about…,”He said standing up to greet Hedwig.
The front of the envelop read:

Harry and Ginny

He opened it up quickly.

Hello,
When you get this owl, come back to the Burrow as soon as possible. We have some news for you two.

Love,
Molly


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Harry let out a breath and scratched his head. “If this is something bad and spoils a day with you, I am not going to be too happy.” He said.
“Harry!” She said tapping him slightly in the stomach. “Well, let’s go I guess.” She said grabbing on to him as he counted to three. She felt that nauseating apparation feeling, but then found herself plopped right back into the Burrow in Harry’s room, next to his bed.
“Er…whoops.”He said. “Meant to land downstairs.” He finished.
“The bed’s a bit suggestive don’t you think?”She said watching him blush.
“I didn’t mean to…I just….Shoot” He said following her as she came walked out of the room.
“I am just kidding, cool it.” She said playfully.
The two made their way downstairs to find now one in the sitting room, but loud erupting noises coming from the kitchen.
“Oh Arthur!” Harry heard. Ginny heard a few ‘congrats’ here and there. Suspicious, they opened the door as everyone turned to greet them.
“Oh, so glad you got here soon!” Mrs. Weasley proclaimed. “Sit, sit! I’ll let Arthur tell you!” She said clasping her hands together. A load was taking off Harry’s shoulders, because according to the mood of the room, it wasn’t something bad.
“Well, because of recent events…” He paused and cleared his throat. “I have been appointed Minister of Magic!” He said with a broad smile on his face. Ginny jumped up and hugged her father endearingly.
“I am so happy for you!” She squealed. Harry smiled as father and daughter bonded. When Ginny stepped back, Harry stuck out his hand towards Mr.Weasley.
“Don’t be silly Harry!” He said grabbing him and pulling him into a hug as well. Harry smiled to himself.
“Finally, a Minster I can trust!” He exclaimed as the rest of the family laughed.
“Well, we certainly need to celebrate! I am going to throw you a party tomorrow!” Mrs. Weasley called out.
“Well if you insist…”He said. “But the Ministry did say that they were planning an Initiation Ball in September.”He finished.
“Nonsense, nonsense!” She said. “We will have people over tomorrow for lunch and a celebration.” She said running off, probably already starting to plan things. Harry felt an inner peace. The Dursley’s were out of his life, his rightful house was his, Mr.Weasley would finally get the respect her deserved, and in the midst of it all, he had his Ginny Weasley. His life could not be more complete.
“The twins should be here any min-,”Ron said being cut off by Fred and George.
“Ronny! Mione!”
“Harry! Ginny!” The twins shouted.
“Good to see you both.” George said patting him on the back.
“Now where’s our beloved father. We need to thank him for becoming Minister, that way if we ever decided to get into some sort of trouble, we know we won’t have a problem!” Fred said.
“Right you are Fred!” George said following his brother towards the family room.
“Quite a handful they are…” Ginny muttered. Harry laughed hearing her statement.
After a few moments, the boys made their way back to the kitchen raiding the cupboards for whatever food was left. Ginny laughed at them in dismay and sat down as well. Looking out the windows, she saw an owl floating its way towards the Burrow. I wonder that could be, she thought.
She got up and walked over to the window grabbing the letter from the owl.
It was addressed to her and she noticed it was stamped from Hogwarts. Her heart raced in thoughts that this was the last owl she would be getting from Hogwarts. By now, everyone in the room took notice of the letter.
“Wow, they already sent those out?” Harry asked walking over to Ginny.
Ginny unraveled the letter and read the repetitive opening that she read every year since she could read because of her older brothers. Unfolding the letter even more she noticed the maroon and gold patch that fell out.
“Looks like I don’t have a choice but to go...” She whispered in Harry’s ear holding up the patch
Harry snorted at this and kissed her cheek in congratulations.
“Oh Ginny! That’s wonderful!” Hermione said springing up.
“Well you figured that didn’t you? Who else would McGongall pick?” Ron said joining the twins as they scoffed down food. Ginny laughed as she turned the letter over and saw the same handwriting that was on the front, on the back. She read it too herself multiple times before she said anything.

Ginny,
I know that Mr.Potter and yourself must be a bit distraught, because of recent events, so I have decided, against my better judgement, to allow Mr. Potter to come and visit you when ever he, as well as yourself, feel it is necessary. I have witnessed the effect you have had on him and vice versa, and I feel that it would be better for him and yourself to help each other get through this situation. Let yourself know this, if it takes away from your schoolwork and head duties, I will have you know that I can take away this privilege as much as I can give it.
-Minerva

She showed Harry and he did the same, reading it over multiple times.
“I don’t know what to think. Either McGongal is losing her mind…or she really does like us?” He whispered. Ginny giggled. She finally felt an ease to herself knowing that she would get to see him whenever appropriate. They would be able to work out a schedule, around Harry’s job of course. His job! She thought. They hadn’t really discussed what he was going to do. Auror, she thought immediately. Dazing off she thought about the up and coming school year, dreaming that it might finally be an uneventful year at Hogwarts…or maybe not, she thought as she looked at Harry.

The twins stayed for dinner as well as Bill and Fleur who had showed up at the Burrow about and hour later after Ginny and Harry had arrived…

“So Harry…any idea what job you will be looking into?” Bill questioned as he sat down next to Harry who was watching Ginny and Ron argue over and ‘intense’ Wizard’s chess game.

“I haven’t put much thought into it actually…” He replied. “Although I know I don’t want to be an Auror.” He finished.
“Really? I would have figured that would be your set future and all. Well because of your past and everything.” He said

“Well that’s just it. I have had enough of Dark Wizards for a life time.” He retorted.
“Right you are.” He said. “How about quidditch?” He suggested. “Ron and the twins always talk about how talented you are surly you could try out for Professionals.” He said.
“Yes, that thought did cross my mind. But it is a lot of traveling, I don’t know if I would want to be away from people for that long.” He finished as his eyes flickered over to Ginny.
“I know what you mean.” He said as Harry watched Bill look towards Fleur who was fast asleep on the sofa.
“Then I suggest you talk to McGongall. They are always looking for a new Defense teacher, it seems.” He finished giving Harry an all-knowing look. Harry hadn’t thought of that. He loved Defense for sure, but teaching it? It was a possibility he had never thought of, but it certainly was inviting.
“But…” Bill said cutting off Harry’s thoughts, “I figured you would want to start something up with Ginny before you perused anything.” He said grinning at Harry.
“What do you mean start? We’ve been going out for quite a while now.” He said finally coming to terms with what Bill meant. Marriage. Harry has thought about it, dreamed even, but marrying Ginny wasn’t in question anymore; he knew he would marry her eventually, it was just a matter of when.
Harry watched as Ron defeated Ginny in the third match straight. Finally, Ginny got up and walked over to him.
“Humph” She said plopping down onto the couch next to him.
“Don’t worry about it love, chess is just not your thing.” He teased smiling down at her.
“I would have had him!” She said louder so Ron could her. Ron laughed in the background as he made his way upstairs to find Hermione. It was now 10:00 and Harry was exhausted from his long day.
“How about after you’re fathers party tomorrow…”Harry began grabbing Ginny’s attention. “I take you out on a proper date.” He finished.
“Proper?” She asked. “We have been on dates before...”She challenged.
“Yes, but I want this to be…special” He said kissing her on the cheek and saying his goodnights. As much as he loved her, he needed some time alone. He was going to spend the rest of the hours of the night reading his mothers diary.

When he got up stairs, he began putting away random things he had taken from the Dursleys; old broken toys, pictures and scraps of clothing. They were not worth anything, but Harry felt an emotional attachment to them, and didn’t want to break that. In the remainder of the box, Harry saw something that was presumably not his. Picking up the small box, he saw a letter come into view.

He opened it quickly and began reading:

Harry,
This was your mothers. It was given to me right after she died. I kept it all these years, so I could give it to you someday.
-Petunia
With much curiosity, Harry opened the box and inside glittered a small silver diamond ring. Encrypted on it was My Love. Harry knew this was his mother’s wedding ring from his father to his mother. At that moment, he felt respect for his Aunt Petunia that he had never, ever felt before. He knew what he wanted to do with that ring.



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The following morning, Harry woke up to the sound of chatter and bustle around the house. Getting dressed briskly he had realized that it was already 10:30. Harry knew people would be coming for lunch so he made his way down stairs to help, but only to find everything was already done, but the cooking, and he knew that he could help in that.
“Hello sleepy head…” Ginny said from the window in the kitchen. Harry smiled at her and then glimpsed out side to find a white tent pitched up with around 10 tables under it. He walked out side and smelled the fresh morning air before he kissed Ginny. This was the day he was going to ask her. He smiled to himself, knowing that in a few hours she would be soon-to-be-Mrs.-Ginny-Potter…well hopefully.
“Why are you smiling?” She asked crossing her arms.
“Oh, nothing…you’ll find out later.” He said before turning inside and finding Mrs. Weasley.
“That’s not fair.” She pleaded.
“It’ll be worth the wait…hopefully.” He said praying to God she would say yes.
Mrs.Weasley popped up in the kitchen, plausibly from the food market.
“Oh hello dears...” She said placing the food on the table.
“Sorry I got up so late Mrs. Weasley.” Harry said,
“Oh, no worries, Harry. As you can see we’ve already finished.” She said smiling.
“Is there anything I can help with?” He asked.
“Well unless you’re a fairly good cook, no.” She asked raising her eyebrow.
“I’d love to, but unfortunately cooking is not one of my many talents.” He said. Mrs. Weasley chuckled.
“You can’t be good at everything, dear.” She finished. Harry smiled.
“Oh! You can de-gnome the garden!” She said clutching her hands together. “It’s a tricky job, but you’re a strong boy.” She said taking a hold of his arm. “Don’t forget you’re wand…they tend to bite.” She warned him.
Harry went up stairs grabbed his wand and made his way to their garden with Ginny.

**

About 12 gnomes, and plenty of sweat later, Harry went to turn in for a shower.
“People should be arriving soon.” Hermione said, coming out of nowhere.
“Where did you two go?” Harry asked, as Ron apparated behind her.
“Oh, we went to Diagon Alley for, mum.” Ron explained. “We didn’t want to wake you.” He finished.
“Don’t worry about it, I don’t know if I wanted to be around you two lovebirds alone anyway.” He teased. Hermione laughed to herself and went inside.
“I don’t believe you can talk. I see the way you look at my sister.” Ron said taking a seat next to his best friend. Harry blushed a bit.
“Is it that obvious?” Harry asked.
“Let’s just put it this way…the twins have bets on when you’ll propose.” He said. Harry’s eyes narrowed.
“What are the bets?” He asked notably absorbed.
“Well, Fred’s bet is that you’ll ask her before school starts, but seeing is that it’s in a week, I doubt it. However, George said you’ll ask her before she’s out of seventh year. I got one in there too…”He said smiling sheepishly at Harry. “I said you’ll do it at Christmas time.” Ron said. “Closest one wins.” He finished.
“You might as well give the money to Fred now…” He said smirking and getting up. It took Ron ages to realize what Harry had just said.
“W-What!” Ron said getting to his feet. “When?!” He said. Harry turned from the door.
“Tonight…” He said looking down at his feet. Ron lunged forward and commandeered Harry into a hug.
“Congratulations mate!” He said.
“Hey! Shhh, quiet down, you’re the only one who knows.” He said. “And I’d like to keep it that way. And don’t congratulate me yet, I don’t know if she’ll say yes.” He said.
“Oh right of course,” He whispered. “And if you think she’ll say no, then you’re thicker then I thought.” He said patting him on the arm.
Harry smiled to himself to know that Ron was okay with it.
“Gees, Harry.” Ron said.
“What?” He asked.
“Go shower, you smell horrible. That could smell could get Gin’ to say no…” He said placing his hand over his face.
“Haha, funny.” Harry said, steering back inside to take a shower.


**

When he got out of the shower and got dressed. He looked out the window to find that guests were arriving. He saw some familiar faces from the Order, including Lupin and Tonks, who he noticed by the vibrant lime shade of her hair, but countless other people whom he did not recognize.

“Harry!” He heard from downstairs. He wandered downstairs to find Ginny clad in a bathing suit and a white t-shirt on over it.
“What are you dressed like that for?” He asked.
“I want to go to the lake, Ron and Hermione are coming.”
“Oh that’s a splendid idea, Ginny, I even brought my bathing suit” Harry heard from around the corner. A girl with long blonde hair, ice cyan eyes, and a rather…large, chest appeared.
“Hi Olivia.” Ginny spat.
“Hello, Ginny” She said in the same tone.
“I can see you’ve…matured.” Olivia said under her breath. Yes she has, Harry thought trying to suppress a smirk.
“You look…the same.” Ginny said as Harry snorted. Ginny could not think of a better way to describe her rather…matured cousin. She was a year younger then Ginny but already acted as if she was 20 something. The two had an ongoing hate for each other, ever since Ginny got old enough to understand what the word arrogant meant.
“Aren’t you going to introduce me to your friend?” She asked sweetly smiling and waving her fingers at Harry.
“Boyfriend, actually.” She said as Olivia scowled at Ginny. “This is Harry, Harry Potter.” She finished. Harry walked down and stood next to her taking Harry’s arm.
“Well, well, well, would you look at him” She said staring him up and down. Harry shifted uncomfortably.
“You are just as good looking as they said you were.”She said smirking at Ginny.
“Excuse me…who’s they?” Harry asked.
“Oh, the girl’s at Beauxbatons.” She said. “Oh but excuse my discourtesy, it’s very nice to meet you Harry,” She said holding out her hand so that Harry could kiss it.
“Erm…”He said, shaking it.
“Humph.” She said as Harry’s grip around Ginny tensed.
“Well how about that swim?” She asked.
“You weren't exactly invited.” Ginny responded.
“Oh, don’t be so rude…” Olivia said.
“Harry, dear, wait for me while I change?” She asked batting her eye lashes.
“Uh, ok?” He said not knowing how to answer.
Olivia turned and went upstairs into the bathroom. When she was out of plain site, Harry started laughing uncontrollably.
“Who's….that?” He said between gasps of breaths.
“That is my cousin, Olivia. She’s quite the…headache, to put it nicely.” She said.
“I can tell...”He finished laughing and smiled down at her lovingly. He bent down and placed a delicate kiss of her lips. Before he could pull away, Ginny was driving him up against the wall and whipping her lips against his.
“Eh, eh, ehmm,” The two heard from the stairs above them. Ginny let out a noise,
“What?!” She turned to find her cousin standing there and bikini that looked more like something her mother hadn’t finished knitting for Christmas yet. It was the skimpiest thing she’d ever seen. Harry’s raised an eyebrow at the girl. The suit made her look more repulsive, then good looking.
“That’s a…nice suit.” Ginny scoffed.
“Yes, I know.” She said flipping her fluorescent hair back.
The three of them went outside to find Hermione and Ron to be dressed in their suits as well. Before running off, Harry was introduced to the Weasley family, getting plenty of astonished countenences, even a woman who had fainted at the look of Harry Potter, the wizarding world’s savior. However, by now, Harry was used to the attention.
Ron and Hermione made their way by them selves up to the lake, with a whining Olivia behind.
“I’ll race you!” Ginny said already beginning to run.
“Hey!” Harry screamed and then sprinted to catchup to her. Harry ran faster and faster eventually passing Ginny and getting a couple feet in front of her. Stopping when he got to the lake and taking off his shirt, a breathless Ginny jogged up behind him. Ron and Hermione were already swimming out to the center, splashing around flirtatiously. Olivia laid out a towel and unpacked her gigantic bag full of miscellaneous things.
Ginny could help but gaze at Harry’s admirably toned body. Every time she went too look away, her eyes kept drawing back to him. She felt her face begin to flush at the thoughts she was getting.
“Cant take your eyes off me, eh?” He whispered in her ear, grabbing her, picking her up bridal style and carrying her into the water.
“Harry!!” She screamed. “Let me down! I am completely capable of getting into the water myself!” She said swatting at him.
“Well, yes, I know that, but this is way more amusing,” he remarked throwing her into the water.

**

The couples spent and hour or so in the water and finally decided it was time to head back to the party. Olivia had left 20 minutes back because she was “going to get ghastly freckles” from the sun. Harry just responded by kissing Ginny on every spot of her face that had a freckle.

They all headed back to find that the some people from the party had left but a main group of friends were there. Lupin, Tonks and McGongall were there as well as some parts of the Weasley family. Harry had one more thing he had to accomplish before he could go on with what he had planned tonight; and this involved Mr.Weasley.
“I’ll be right back, Gin.” He said. Ginny nodded, smiled and Harry turned and went to find Mr.Weasley.
He was chatting with some people Harry didn’t recognize.
“Excuse me, Mr.Weasley, may I have a word?” He asked getting more nervous at the second.
“Is it okay if we go over here?” He said shuffling over to the garden.
“Of course, Harry.” Arthur said following him.
“Well, this is sort of…embarrassing and akward but this is something I need to ask you before I go on with anything.” Harry stated. Mr.Weasley’s brow furrowed but he nodded.
“I was just wondering…if…well…I could have you’re daughter’s hand in marriage.” He speedily said. A smile crept into Mr.Weasley’s face.
“Why of course, Harry!” he exclaimed. “I cannot believe this!” He said grasping Harry into a hug. “My little girl, getting married to you! And she’s only sixteen! Not that that matters of course, its obvious you love her…but wow!”He said letting go of him. He smiled down at his soon-to-be-son in law.
“Can I ask when you are going to ask her?” He questioned.
“Tonight, over dinner.” He said flushing, just to think about it.


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Harry glanced around at the restaurant. He saw the many tables empty that were scattered around the restaurant. His palms began to sweat and his heart raced as he looked over at Ginny and then felt the bump in his pocket where the ring was placed nicely in a red box. He never in a million years pictured this moment to come so soon, but he knew he wanted it more then anything. He wanted to hold her in his arms as Mrs. Ginny Potter; he wanted to have her for the rest of his life, and after.

As the two motioned on in meaningless conversation about school and past memories, Harry’s anticipation was rising. He didn’t know if he could hold back from asking her any longer. When finally he broke Ginny in mid sentence…

“Gin…I…well…ever since the day I met you, I noticed something special about you. Your confidence, your wit, your beauty, everything was perfect.” Harry said grabbing onto her hand from across the table. “I didn’t know where I would end up in the future, and I still don’t know, but one thing I do know is that I want it to be with you.” He paused and collected himself from all nervousness.
“Oh Harry, I do to, but I thought you knew that…” She began.
“No, please wait…I’m not done.” He said slickly taking his other hand and pulling out the box so he was ready. For someone who has never proposed, he was doing a wonderful job so far... “Every moment I am with you, I am complete…whole…and I don’t want anything else but to hold you closer. I know that you’re not out of school and that we would have to wait and everything but…”He stood up and walked over to her chair. He watched as her eyes bulged. He slowly got down on one knee and opened the box before her.
“Ginny Weasley, will you marry me?” He asked his voice loud and clear. He saw tears form in her eyes as she began to shake her head yes.
“Oh my gosh, Harry yes of course!” She said as tears fell furiously. “Look at me, I am ruining the moment.”She said wiping at them. Immediately she jumped up from her chair and grabbed Harry into her arms kissing him with force behind it. Not as in physical force, but the force of their love and their passion for each other. At that moment Harry didn’t care if the whole world saw them, alls he cared is that Ginny had accepted and that she was his. Ginny broke apart and gazed into his eyes, playing with the back of his hair.
“You…Harry Potter!” She said.
“What?” He asked dumfounded.
“It’s just…I am getting married…to you. It is sort of hard to comprehend.” She said resting her forehead on his.
“I know” He said letting out a breath. “Two years ago I didn’t even think I’d have a girl friend by now. Well actually, I didn’t think I would be alive,” He said gazing down at her.
She laughed as another small tear rolled down her eyes. They were finally happy.
“Oh right!” He said wiggling the ring out of the box and taking her hand. She pulled back for a moment and looked at the magnificent ring. The luminescent diamond matched perfectly against the sterling silver band.
“It was my mum’s…,”He said flipping it over and showing the engraving. She gasped.
“Harry…it…it’s completely beautiful. Breathtaking even. But I cant except it just yet.” She said biting her lip.
“What? What... why not?”He questioned.
“Don’t get me wrong I want to wear it, but it’s my dad…”She trailed off and smiled.
“You’re dad? Well, I sort of asked him and he was wonderful about it. I mean everyone has been hinting towards it…”He said, but stopped as she began to shake her head.
“It’s just, he was just selected Minister, and it’s his time to shine, and well if this gets out, I mean the ring is hard to miss…”She paused and looked around at the half empty restaurant hoping they’d be without spectators. “It’ll be the front page, because well…because well you’re you, and I just want this to be his time…”She said fastening the ring in the box and handing it back to him. He smiled and kissed her affectionately. She knew that meant that he didn’t care, and she loved him for that.
“Well I guess we should be heading home now?”He said grabbing her hand and placing 10 galleons on the table for dinner. They walked out arm and arm.


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Harry and Ginny arrived at the Burrow. They stood outside and gazed through the window at the Twins, Bill, Charlie, Ron and Mione, Mr. and Mrs.Weasley, and Tonks and Lupin who were there in abysmal conversation.
“Who knows?” She asked.
“Your father and Ron. If Ron told Hermione then, imaginably her as well, but I told him not to.” He culminated.
“Okay, so…act normal?” She recited.
“Whatever that may be,” He acknowledged. Ginny chuckled. “Wait,” She said hauling his arm.
“Yeah?”
“Thank you.” She remarked plain and simple.
“For what?”
“For caring about my dad.” She preached meaningfully.
“Always,” He replied. “Oh, here..” He vocalized reaching into his pocket. “Take the ring, theres no sense in me keeping it. You can put it one whenever you’d like.” He said smiling and handing her the box
They ambled into the door and every convoluted their heads towards them.
“Did you two have a pleasent dinner?” Mr. Weasley delved eyeing the couple. Harry tried not to smile.
“Yes, we had a great time, the restaurant was exceptional.” Ginny said.
“That’s good.” Mr. Weasley said peering down at Ginny’s hand and then back up at Harry, eventually raising an eyebrow. Harry just beamed and greeted everyone.

Within the hour, everyone was upstairs planning to go to sleep, for they would be going to Diagon Alley for the last time to buy school supplies for anyone in the Weasley family. Ginny put on a tiny lacy nightgown and went into the bathroom to fix up for bed. The smile on her face would not go away, even through events like brushing her teeth. The door to the bathroom was open and Ron and Harry roamed past.
“Gee’s Gin’ put some clothes on!” Ron said suspending in awe at what she was wearing.
“Oh **** off, Ron you prude.” Ginny finished smiling to herself. She knew that always got her brother to blow a casket. Harry drove an angry Ron down the hallway.
“Oh and by the way Ginny..”He called
“Mhmmm...”He said popping her head out of the door.
“I adore what you’re wearing…” He said winking at her. She felt her cheeks redden and returned back into the bathroom.
When she finished she hopped back to her room. Returning back inside to her room inside, she slouched down against the wall, still in complete and uncategorical shock about Harry. She was never more buoyant in her life. Hermione walked in mutely and marveled at Ginny for a bit.
“Umm, Gin...can I ask what you’re doing?”
Ginny got up ferociously trying to constrain the grin on her countenance again. however every time she did her mind loitered back to Harry and how she would be the future Ginny Potter. Hermione walked over to her bed and got under the covers, still eyeing Ginny.
“You seem rather complaisant tonight.” She analyzed, observing for Ginny’s reaction.
“Yeah, we had…a good time tonight.” Ginny finished.
“Where did he take you?” She asked.
“I can’t recall the name of the place but it was wonderfully romantic.” She said almost laughing at her self at the tone of her voice, which was now noticeably higher, thinking about the restaurant. Ginny’s eyes glittered, her smile bright, nevertheless she was still hoping Hermione would just think it was a nice date.
“Can I ask you a question?”Hermione asked.
“I guess so, yeah?”She crossed her fingers hoping that it wasn’t what she thought.
“Did Harry propose?” She asked concentrating on for Ginny’s every move. Ginny didn’t know what to do, she couldn’t lie, but surly Hermione wouldn’t tell anyone…right? Ginny nodded lackadaisically and looked down at her feet.
“Eeeeee!” Hermione squealed from across the room. She bounded up and grabbed Ginny into a hug. Ginny was now laughing at all of this.
“Wow! How did he? Was it? Oh my gosh…” Hermione said at a lost for words.
“I know, I…I just can’t believe it.” She finished.
“Did he get you a ring?” She asked now on her knees in front of Ginny, like a puppy, waiting for any information. Ginny laughed and walked over to her drawer and pulled out the box.
“Here it is.”She said opening it carefully.
“Wow, that’s…marvelous.” She said astounded.
“It was his mother’s,” She finished admiring it herself.
“Wow…”She whispered.
“Another question…” She asked.
“Why aren't you wearing it now?” She asked.
“Because of my dad, he approved, Harry asked him and everything. Adorable, I know!” She said as Hermione smiled. “But its his turn, you know. I’ll wait to wear it until his hype dies down.”
“That’s so wonderful..” She said dazed.
“What are you thinking about?” Ginny asked trying to get her glance.
“Ron…” She said silently. “All this just makes me think you know?” She said putting her hands in her lap and sighing. “I don’t know.” She said.
“Did something happen?” She asked.
“Not exactly, it’s just, I don’t think me and him, will ever get to that point.” She expressed sadly.
“What do you mean?! He’s crazy about you, trust me.” Ginny said comfortingly.
“Maybe, but compared to you two. Were not like that at all, we fight all the time, and at first it was sort of our relationship, but now..now I don’t know. It hurts a lot. And can you believe he still has the nerve to bring up Krum?” She said in a rave.
“Listen, I don’t know what you classify Harry and I as but were in love, yes, but nothing grander then you and Ron. You know he’s the jealous sort. You’re lucky that’s the only guy you’ve snogged, he’d probably be on you a lot more about it. He loves you…trust me.” Ginny smiled and took her hand. Hermione’s facial expressions softened and a burden off her shoulders was lifted. “But wow, you and Harry? You must be out of your mind right now,” Hermione said trying to focus on the good news.
“I just would have believed this if even the most profound of all Seer’s predicted it. I’ve figured we would be together for a while, maybe even pictured this, but for it to actually happen.” Ginny said.
“We get to plan a wedding!” Hermione said.
“Didn’t think of that…”She said, “Let’s not start…” She said. Hermione laughed.
“We should go to bed?” Hermione said.
“I suppose. We’re going to Diagon Alley tomorrow right?”
“Yeah, last trip their for school supplies.” Ginny said.
“Yes, until you have little Potters running around…” She whispered under her breath.
“Mione’!” She yelled throwing a pillow across the room.
“What its true!” She said shielding herself.
“Yeah, yeah…” She said as both of them silently fell asleep.


The next morning Ginny woke up to find that no one was upstairs. She heard a few people downstairs, so she groggily got up, put a robe on and hopped down the steps.
“How dare they!” She heard, it sounded like Harry’s voice.
“Calm down, Harry…” She heard her mother’s sweet voice.
“Calm down? How can I calm down! They wrote that about her!” He yelled. She heard a loud whack on the table, which sounded like a fist. Definitely Harry she thought. She walked in silently, but with much expression on her face. Harry was sitting with his head on his hands and his mothers hand on his back.
“Can I ask what's wrong?” She said taking a seat across the table from him. She saw a magazine in front of him, Witch Weekly.
“What's this?” She asked taking it from under him. Her eyes bulged at the picture. It was her and Harry, hand in hand walking back from last nights dinner. She nudged him under the table and gave him a questionative look.
“Read on...” He said glumly.


Ginny Weasley, Harry Potter’s Eye Candy? Page 60

She flipped to page sixty hoping for the best.


Ginny Weasley, sixth year Hogwarts student, Quidditch captain, newly elected minister’rs daughter, what’s not to like… right? Well, Witch Weekly has something else to report about. Comments have been made about Miss.Ginny Weasley from some people who have attended Hogwarts. They preferred not to be named but that doesn’t take away from what they said. “She was the date-and-leave sort. She had about three boyfriends within a month’s time, probably slept with all of them, too. You can call her a lot of things, pretty, intelligent, but you could also call her a scarlet woman…” An anonymous source reported.

Ginny closed her eyes for a moment trying not to let her severing anger seep through. She clenched her jaw and read on.

Other sources report that this astrainged ‘head over heals love’ that the two portray is nothing but an after affect of a love potion. “There’s no way that he could have fallen for her. She’s not his type. It has to be Amortenia...,”Another girl reported.
Not only have these comments been taken into consideration, but what about the money situation? Ginny Weasley does not come from a family that is loaded with money, but from a family where she has grown up with very little. Possibly Potter’s money supply is the real attraction? What ever it is that Ginny Weasley has up her sleeve, it seems to have caught the eye of our beloved hero…

-Luella Monsieur

Ginny threw the magazine aside.
“Harry, can I speak to you outside?” She asked getting up solemnly and stalking out the door. Harry followed her just as silent.

She stopped for a moment and camouflaged her head in her hands. Nothing had ever made her feel like this. She felt dishonored, violated and over all as if she was ripped apart. Tear droplets formed in the corner of her eyes. How could anyone talk about her like that? She has done nothing, nothing at all except love him unconditionally. Harry took notice of this and put away his own anger at the tabloids and pulled her close.
“Harry, you know…that none of it is true right?” She asked raising her head.
“Ginny…yes of course. I would never question that or you, ever.” He said reassuringly.
“Why are people so horrible?”She asked resting her head on his shoulder.
“Well, they needed something to write about…and they got something that would sell…” He said. “Unfortunately…it had to do with us.” He said moving his hand slowly over her back. She hated herself like this, especially in front of Harry. It wasn’t who she was, she was strong, and didn’t care what other people thought….right?
“I don’t mean the writer’s…I mean who said that. That Luella person just used what they said…who would have said that about me?”She said disgraced at herself for caring.
“I...I don’t know.” He said trying to make sense of it all. “But I hope it’s the end of it.” He said gazing through the window to find that Ron had got up and was now sitting down at the table with the tabloid gripped in his hand. Suddenly, Ron ran out the door, slammed it, and apparated. That was it. Nothing said, nothing mentioned, he just left.
“What do you think that was about?” She said wiping her eyes.
“I think he read it.” Harry replied.
“Where do you suppose he’s going?” She asked.
“I am guessing to give that writer a piece of his mind…,”He said trying to get her to laugh. She smiled slightly.
Scarlet woman? In it for the money? Love potion? She thought to herself. It would not leave her mind. No, no. She thought. This is my time, my family’s time. This is not going to ruin it. She was Ginny Weasley, strong minded, willing for a battle, not to be torn apart by words. She lifted her chin a bit higher at those thoughts.
“I want to tell everyone we are going to get married.” She said boldly.
“What?”He asked confused.
“I want it to be out there. Obviously, my attempt of keeping us on the down low for a bit did not work, but I want it out there. Let them write, I don’t care.” She finished.
He smiled at her warmly.
“Only if you want to…” She added.
“Of course I want to.” He said and gently placed a kiss on her cheek.
“Tonight, over dinner then.” She said as she dropped her arms from his neck, to his waist.
“Tonight…over dinner.”He finished.


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Ron came exploding into the room.
“Ronald Weasley! Where have you been?” Mrs.Weasley rasped.
“I’m sorry Mum, I had to just..leave, blow off some steam. After what they wrote about her, I just…I couldn’t take it.” He said. Hermione strode in at the sound of his voice.
“Ron!” She said shocked to see his face.
“Hi, sorry I left.” He said to the floor, apologizing immediately.
“Care to talk?” She said smiling weakly at the reddened Ron.
“Yeah…sure...”He answered following her upstairs and into her room. She shut the door silently behind her.
“You got something on your mind don’t you?” He asked before she could be the one interrogate him about why he stormed out.
“Well yeah, but this isn't about me, I am here to talk with you, not about what is on my mind…” She said.
“It’s about me then right?”He asked, she nodded.
She laughed slightly. “Yeah kind of…”
“This can wait then…its not like there much to talk about anyway. You need to talk more then I do. Spill,”He added. She smiled.
“I found out about Harry and Ginny.” She said plainly. Ron’s smile went wide.
“Isn’t it great?” He said. She was surprised he was so happy, however, it was Harry after all.
“So, I’ve been thinking...”She said.
“About?” He asked eyeing her suspiciously.
“About us and where… this” She said pointing back between the two of them, “...is going.” She saw his gaze intensify. “I just don’t want you to feel….rushed because of Harry and Ginny.”
“You mean us…get married? You would want that?” He asked, she could have sworn she saw a twinkle in his eye as he rushed through his words.
“Well yes…of course…don’t you?”She asked, hoping she didn’t make a mistake in telling him this.
“Yes, just not…not now.” He said dropping his head.
“Me neither.” She finished letting out a breath. He glanced over at her.
“Really?” He asked a little too eager.
“Well yeah, its just after this whole war thing, you learn to hold on to the ones you love, because you never know when you won’t have them anymore. And now that I have you, I don’t want to let you go…ever.” She said pausing, “That sounded a lot better in my head.” She said with a little pink in her cheeks.
“It sounded perfect, because I agree.” He said getting up and walking towards her. “So, someday?”He asked.
“Definatley.”She replied. He slowly, bashfully, brought her close. He placed a light kiss right on top of her nose and gazed into her big hazel eyes.
“You’re beautiful...,”He said.
“Oh, Ron, stop it.” She said in embarrassment.
“I mean it.” He said, holding her there for quite a while.

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That night Ginny got ready for dinner, and for the announcement that would change her life. By then everyone in the family had already read the article, and didn’t feel saying something was a appropriate. Mrs.Weasley had been owling people all day, probably people from the Order who were outraged as well, but she didn’t say anything.

The table was set lavishly. As they sat down, small talk about little things such as school and what not erupted. It was silent on occasion though; the awkwardness from that day’s event was still fresh in everyone's mind.
“Great meal, Mrs.Weasley.” Hermione said being polite.
“Molly, dear…you can call me Molly,” She said.
“Eh eehhmm...” Harry scoffed eyeing Ginny. She knew it was time. The table turned their attention to Harry.
“I-um-we, wanted to say something…” He started. The sparkle in Mr.Weasley’s eyes grew brighter. Harry glanced at Ron as Ron had kicked him under the table to get on with it.
“We, well Harry decided to…um…propose.” She said. “And I said yes.” She finished pulling out her hand to reveal the ring that she decided to put on. With a sharp intake of breath, she stared at her mother and the twins, who were identical in expression. Harry took his arm and wrapped it around the bottom of her waist. He was beaming.
“Oh my word, Ginny!” Mrs. Weasley said scurrying over to see her daughter and Harry.
“I am so happy for you!” She said kissing Harry on both cheeks. “But you cannot be getting married anytime soon, neither of you have jobs!” She said already beginning to worry about things.
“Don’t worry, Molly. We are waiting until after school, and until we both have jobs.” Harry said reassuringly.
“Good boy, good boy!” She commented. She stopped in amazement and gazed at the two of them.
“You two remind me of Arthur and myself at your age.” She said switching the view down to her husband.
“Oi, mum!” Fred said.
“Please don’t bore us with your love bird stories from Hogwarts; we’ve already had to endure enough of them.” George added looking between Harry and Ginny, then at Ron and Hermione who were holding hands underneath the table.
“Oh boys, lighten up!” She said swatting them with the dishrag that was draped over her shoulder.
The dinner went better then expected, with the common relief running through Harry and Ginny to know that everyone accepted their decision to get married…well sort of.

Harry walked Ginny to her room, kissed her goodnight and began to whisper something in her ear privately, when Fred tapped him on the shoulder.
“Harry, can we talk to you for a minute?” He asked
“Hold on, Gin.” He said turning towards her, then back towards Fred.
“Who’s we?” He asked but before Fred could answer, George appeared right next to him. Ginny rolled her eyes and turned in for the night leaving Harry alone with the twins.
“Okay…now…we know you love Ginny…” Fred started. Harry eyed him with discontent. “But we don’t need her having….well you know…anytime soon.” George said.
“Know, in fact I don’t know…”Harry said folding his arms at the twins, being difficult.
“Ginny needs to finish school and get married, before any of that…occurs.” Fred said.
“Listen boys, I am sorry to admit, when Ginny is ready, I’m ready. If she wants to participate in those...acts tonight, or in a year or in five years, I don’t care. I am with her, and I don’t care about miniscule details such as that. And I assure you, if it is before we get married, it will be…safe, just so there is no little toddlers running around..” He said suppressing the laughter from the looks on their faces. He was more just taunting them then being serious, but they didnt know that. Turning to go into her room, he was stopped.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa Potter!” George said grabbing Harry’s shoulder. “Where do you think your going?” Fred asked.
“In here. Now if you will excuse me, I thought I would say goodnight to my fiance .” He said opening the door and finding Ginny stepping back quickly.
“Heard all that I suppose?” He asked.
“Yes,” She said beginning to chuckle.
“Don’t worry about them, they are just trying to protect me. A little over protective? Yes, but it doesn’t mean they need to know everything we do.” She said wrapping her arms around him.
“Never in a million years would I picture my life like this.” Harry said out of no where.
“Like what?” She asked.
“With you, so perfect. Around fourth year I figured I wouldn't have a…normal life with Voldemort trying to kill me an all..” He paused laughing at himself. “But now it just doesn’t even make sense. I have no complaints. If a couple of magazine articles are my biggest problems then I don’t need to care about much else.” He said gazing out the window behind him.
“You deserve a life like this though. A life where you can be free and happy with whatever you choose to do. You have earned it more then anyone else. You’ve risked your life for the sake of others, that deserves something don’t you think?” She said.
“Yes, I suppose.” He said smiling at her unconsciously. She extended onto her toes placing a delicate kiss on his lips, which eventually turned into a little more. Her arms wrapped around his neck, as his arms snaked around her waist, all in the process of slowly backing up towards the wall beside her bed. His tongue sought out an entrance, and she gladly let it in. Their two bodies melted into one another, barely able to support the weight. Not losing the friction between their lips, they fell back onto the bed. Ginny was on top of Harry, one elbow and forearm on one side of his head to support her weight. One of Harry’s hands was gripping her waist as he explored parts of her that he never had before with the other. Ginny slid her hands under his shirt feeling his heavily toned muscles that she was longing to touch only a few days ago. She was doing everything she could to stop herself from going further, but she couldn’t. She was weak for his touch, his glance, his everything. She broke away trying to catch her breath as he slowly opened his eyes to reveal that they were sparkling a luminescent green more then ever.
“What is it?”He asked huskily. “We can stop, I mean it is a bit ironic after that whole conversation with your brothers…,”He said searching for an answer in her eyes.
“Harry, I would love to keep going further, just to be in your arms, but I just want this to be special, somewhere...better then this.” She said glancing around her shabbily decorated room. Not exactly romantic, she thought. She felt bad thinking that after their money situation for so long, but it was true. “I mean we’re not even…prepared.”She said owning a blush that could have been seen even in the darkest of rooms. “Don’t get me wrong, Harry. I want this more then anything, just not here…not tonight,” She said proud of herself for taking a hold of her emotions that were running wild for him.
“Of course, like I said, whenever you’re ready,” He said lifting his head and kissing her lips softly.
“Hogwarts.” She said, thinking of the Room of Requirement. It could fulfill their every need. Moreover, she would have the rest of the year to think about it until she moved into Godric’s Hollow with him, allowing her to make that decision whenever she was ready.
“That seems fitting.” He said, placing a lingering kiss on her lips and then allowing her to roll off him.
“I love you, Gin.” He said brushing a hair away from her face as he was about to leave.
“I love you, too.” She said watching him walk away, half of her disappointed she didn’t continue…

**

Ginny woke up the next morning finding a note on her bedside saying that her mother went to her father’s office to help move in some things and get his job situated. It also said that the ministry sent all of her books and supplies to the house to avoid a trip.
“Gotta love the perks...” She said a little loud not realizing Hermione was asleep next to her. Thinking her and Ron must have gotten in late she left the room quietly. She peered into Fred and George’s room and noticed they must have left for the store and found her way in front of Harry and Ron’s door. She heard Ron snoring loudly, but also smelled something burning in the kitchen. Grabbing her wand, she walked down the stairs to find Harry standing in the kitchen with his wand shooting out water at a frying pan.
“Harry! Can I ask what your doing?” She said trying her hardest not to laugh.
“Your mum offered to cook, but I told her I would take care of it…and well, I guess I am finding out that I am a much better flier.” He said drying things up with his wand. She let out a laugh at the site of Harry so confused.
“Want some help?” She asked getting bread, eggs, bacon, cheese and potatoes out of the fridge.
“That would be wonderful.” He said walking over the the counter to watch what she was doing.
“Do you think you can handle setting the table?” She asked.
“Haha, very funny. And yes, I think I can.” He said getting out some plates. He set the table for four.
“Harry, since I am leaving tomorrow, how about we go to Diagon Alley and get a few things so we could go fix up Godrics’ Hallow?” She asked. “I mean there is a lot to do, Ron and Mione’ could come. We could get a bulk of it done today. You are going to keep the furniture, right?” She asked.
“I never thought of that, we certainly could do that today.” He said. “Yeah, except a few things, the stuff in their room, and my old one. That would be to…weird, I guess.”He said, setting out some forks.
“I know what you mean…” She said. “We could paint and organize things a little easier. Make it look new again. You and Ron can do the dirty work outside, and me and Mione’ can work on it inside.” She said.
“Sure of course, give us the hard stuff.” He said.
“Well your going to need to put those muscles to use some how,” She said referring to the ones that she had her hands all over a few hours before. She turned around and poured the scrambled eggs into the pan to cook. She turned around to find Harry blushing, he was obviously thinking about the same thing she was. She laughed and dropped the cut potatoes into a boiling pot of water.
“So we’ll leave when they are up and dressed.” She said as he sat down.
“Tired already?” She asked.
“Setting the table is hard work you know.” She laughed looking at his arrangement of the forks and the knives, which were clearly in the wrong spots. He got up and stood next to her.
“What do you think I should do?” He asked.
“For…” She said taking things out of the refrigerator, and placing things back in.
“My job.” She said.
“Well, personally, I think you would be happy at Hogwarts.” She said. “But you do love Quidditch, and you are definatley good enough for pros. Or possibly a job at the Ministry.” She finished.
“I love Quidditch, but that would be too much traveling. For now, I just want to be where I am.” He said. “And the Ministry, the only place I could see myself is in a sort of Auror position, and I don’t know how much more I want of that.”
“That seems to be your natural born talent though.” She said.
“That’s a good point,” He said leaning his back against the counter watching her cook.
“I think I am going to message McGongall about Defense. You think it will be too late?” He asked.
“No, not at all. Mum told me they are in need of two teachers. Personally, I think Hermione should apply for the Transfiguration job. Slughorn decided to stay and teach Potions a little longer, Lupin felt it was time to stop, probably because he knows you’re meant to teach that.” She said.
“I’ll write one right now.” He said.
“You’re positive?” She asked. “You know their history with Defense teacher’s isn't to good…,”She said. He laughed as he got out a scroll of parchment.
“Well you never know. I may just get fired for having a relationship with a student…,”He said in half seriousness.
“That’s an actual point, Harry,” She said. “What would we do about that?”
“Let’s worry about getting the job first.” He said. She laughed putting the breakfast on the table and sitting down. Within moments, Ron was downstairs with a following Hermione.
“You made this Gin?” Ron asked.
“Yeah, Mum’s out with dad.” She said. “Do you two want to join us today? We are going to Godric’s Hallow to fix up the place so Harry can start living there.” She said.
“Oh that’d be wonderful!” Hermione exclaimed.
“Yeah, mate. That should be fun. I am sure we’ll get stuck with all the dirty work though.” He said groaning.
“Duh.” Hermione said laughing with Ginny.
“We’ll head over to Diagon Alley too pick up a few things, then we’ll go.” Harry said.
“Sounds good.” She said. They sat chatting about Ginny’s absence this year, when Harry brought up the letter.
“Mione’, did you ever think of teaching at Hogwarts?” He asked.
“Well, I probably wouldn’t be very good, but I though of Transfiguration. McGongall had to double up last year, and I don’t think they have a new one.” She said.
“Yeah or Defense. I decided to take the job.” He said nonchalantly.
“You did? Honestly!” She said. “Then I’ll take it!” She exclaimed getting a piece of parchment.
“Transfiguration?”
“Yeah.” She said, “I didn’t want to say anything but I wasn’t going to go through with if you weren't.” Hermione said.
“Well, we’ll see.” He said as the owl flew off.

They finished breakfast, got dressed and flooed into Diagon Alley. Harry had Ginny’s hand entwined in his, not having a care in the world if people were staring or not. Ron and Hermione did the same until Harry and Ron both saw Hermione tear off into a little restaurant whom they noticed Cho Chang and Romilda Vane eating in. The three watched eagerly to see what in the name of Merlin Hermione was doing.


**

“Hi! Girls! It’s so nice to see you!” Hermione said dripping in sarcasm.
“Oh, um, hi, Hermione. Nice to see you too…” Romilda said shooting a glance of question at Cho.
“How’ve you two been?” She continued.
“We’ve been good I guess. Got ourselves a job a Witch Weekly.” Well that confirmed it, Hermione thought.
“Oh, so you must’ve seen that horrible article about Harry and Ginny then? Who ever said those horrible things to that reporter must have no life to think things are like that between them. You should see them together. It’s like their joined at the hip,” She said eyeing their faces. The “smiles” were gone.
“Yes, I suppose…” Cho muttered.
“I mean a Love potion? Come on. Have you seen Harry? Love potions aren't that strong.” She said as giddy as she possibly could.
Romilda shifted in her seat, a sour look sprouting on her face.
“I guess it doesn’t matter now…Harry proposed anyway. You should see the ring. It’s magnificent. The wedding is going to be sometime next year. He’ll probably invite you both!” She said.
“How exciting…”Romilda said coughing into her hand and looking at Cho, who was obviously getting annoyed. Hermione thought she would change things up a bit.
“Let me just put it this way.” Hermione said. The tone of her voice a bit more serious now. “Another bad shot taken at their relationship…and you’ll be hearing from a lot more people then me.”
“Is that a threat?” Cho spat.
“No…more like a promise.” She said glaring back. “However, I have to run! Nice seeing you!” She said, trying not to burst out in fits of laughter at the shades of red that both the girls went.
“Oh and... nice try. But the thing is you’re going to have to work a little harder if you want to break them up.” Hermione said wiggling her fingers. “Toodles!” She said strutting out of the Café with a smile from ear to ear on her face.

She walked up to Harry, Ginny and Ron who were standing in the middle of the street dumbfounded.
“Let me just put it this way…Romilda and Cho were the ones who wrote the article.
“I’ll kill them!” Ron said becoming alert.
“Ronald, I took care of it.” She said crossing her arms. “Trust me.” She finished.
“Harry…Ginny?” She asked. “You two don’t care if the general public knows about the proposal do you?” She asked.
“I suppose it doesn’t make a difference now.” Ginny said shrugging her shoulders at Harry.
“Nope, sounds okay to me…”Harry said still staring at Hermione.
“Well it will probably be in the paper, but it most likely will be a….nicer….toned article.”




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For the remainder of the time at Diagon Alley the four of them purchased trinkets to engorge the house with. Harry reluctantly accepted things from store owners who insisted on giving things to him without paying for it.
“You saved the wizarding world, and we are going to make you pay for a lamp? Maybe the tabloids are right, maybe you are crazy…”One woman joked. Harry presumably bought about four things with his own money, the rest of the people just wouldn’t take it.


“Harry, I want to show you this…” Ginny said, sitting down on a bench outside of a store. She observed Harry as he staggered over conveying three bags full of stuff. He plopped down beside to her.
“Well, I was thinking of getting something like this for you for quite a while.” She pulled a portrait out of her bag. “I know you’re probably going to end up working at Hogwarts, but I know how much you feel at home there, and I figured…we could put this in Godrics Hallow.” She said. He gazed down at the painting. It was a scenic picture of the Hogwarts grounds. It showed the lake, the forest and a diminutive hut belonging to Hagrid.
“Ginny this is marvelous.” He said smiling at it in adoration. “But it must have cost a fortune.” He said discovering the size of the painting.
“Harry, don’t think anything of it. After all you’ve given me,” She said feeling the warmth of the ring he gave her amplify.
“Thank you Ginny. Thank you so much.” He said placing a kiss on her cheek.

“Well you two ready to decorate?” Hermione strode over with a bag as well.
“Eh...”Harry muffled out. “You mean pull up weeds and paint, while you two move stuff around…” He asked.
“Precisely.” Ginny finished.

**

At around noon there was a tap on the window with an owl obtaining a letter in its mouth. Hermione strode over to the windowsill. It was addressed to Harry and herself.
She opened it up mutely.

Mr. Potter and Miss.Granger,
Thank Merlin you sent me those owls. I was beginning to lose hope in finding teachers. Needless to say, the jobs are yours. Everything you need teaching wise is already in the castle. Both of you will be given a separate room at Hogwarts, but will be sanctioned to leave the castle at night when you feel it is appropriate. When you arrive, please come straight to the Great Hall for the Ceremony. Harry there is a separate letter attached here for you, regarding some personal issues.

-Minerva McGongall
Hogwarts Headmistress

Hermione laughed at “personal issues”, meaning Ginny.

“Harry!” She called. They were in the kitchen taking a break. “Harry come quickly!” She said. He rushed into the room.
“What is it?” He asked. She held up the letter and his eyes buldged.
“Did we get it?” He asked quickly.
“Read it for yourself,” She said smiling, passing him the letter.

“We got the jobs!” Hermione said before he even began reading it. Ginny and Ron walked in.

“Congratulations you two,” Ginny said hugging Hermione.
“Professor,” She said slyly, placing a kiss on Harry’s cheek. Ron muttered out a congratulations, although he didn’t seem quite happy.

Harry unraveled the other letter.

Harry,
I realize that you and Miss.Weasley are in a current relationship, but expressing that during school hours is something that is not allowed. Personally, I understand the circumstances, but parents, and some members of the ministry will not. I ask you both to keep the relationship under the radar at school. Thank you both.

-Minerva McGongall


“Gin,” He said. “Read this.” His eyes were solemn. She took a moment to read it.
“We’re just going to have to work around it.” She said.
“It won’t be that easy.” He said.
“When have things ever been easy for us?” She said, making a wonderful point.
“That’s true.”He said pondering.
“Well, I guess on weekends, we can come back here, when you don’t have head duties. I’m sure we can work that out with McGongall.” He said. “That’s if you want to, of course…,”He said.
“You honestly think I would say no to that?” She said. He smiled, kissed her on the cheek, and went into the other room, returning to their work.


**

After a days work, the house was almost entirely finished. The outside was painted (with a little help from some wands) a beaming white, while the inside was painted all different shades.

“I’m completely exhausted…,”Ron said sitting on the couch.
“Obviously, Harry is too…” Hermione said pointing to Harry who had dozed off on the couch. It was 9 o clock, and after a hard days work, they were ready to sleep.
“We should apparate back…”Ron said standing up.
“I think I am going to stay here with Harry. I mean I don’t want to wake him. Plus my stuff is packed for tomorrow; I can get it in the morning.” Ginny said. Ron eyed her with same suspicion that the twins eyed Harry with.
“Okay, Night!” Hermione said grabbing Ron’s hand.
“Tell mom not to worry. And that we won’t do anything that’s…misdemeaning.” She said. “Happy Ron?” She asked.
“Yeah yeah.” He said. “Goodnight.” He added right before they disapparated.
Ginny stared over at Harry who was sleeping soundly. She sat on the sofa across from him and watched him sleep. She figured he would awake eventually and they could go up to, what was now, their room. She would just wait, and watch.

As expected, his eyes fluttered open, and he caught Ginny’s gaze. She smiled softly.
“Why are you still here?” He asked.
“Thanks!” She said jokingly. “I chose to stay with you and this is what I get!” She paused and laughed a little.
“Well I just thought that you’d need to go back to the Burrow.” He said.
“I felt bad leaving you by yourself.” She said grinning bashfully.
He stood up.
“Well, big day tomorrow. I guess we should be going to bed.” She said getting up swiftly and walking up the stairs, a bewildered Harry following. She disappeared into the bathroom and came out in a nightgown, similar to the one he saw her wearing a few days before.
“Where’d you get that from?” He asked.
“I brought clothes with me.” She said looking at the room Hermione and her had decorated hours before.
“Do you hate it?” She asked as he stared at the pale green walls, with the painting of Hogwarts hanging right above his head.
“No...Not at all.” He said pulling her close to him by her hips. “I love it.” He said. With a squeal, Ginny pounced forward, knocking Harry onto his back. He laughed as she bundled his face and neck with prompt, soft little kisses. The moment she stopped, he reached up and stroked her cheek, pushing strands of red hair out of her face. “I love you,” he whispered. She smiled slightly and then pushed her face down to his, kissing him softly. “I know,” she answered cheekily. She squeaked quietly as Harry rolled them over and pinned her beneath his body. “I love you, too,” she told him as she ran her hands up his back beneath his shirt. He placed one more lingering kiss before he scooted himself up the bed and under the newly bought comforters, lying on his side facing inwards. She followed his lead, but laid herself right next to him, facing inwards as he had done. They didn’t need words to explain their feelings. Not even the three words they repeated so often left them with satisfaction. Every moment they were near each other, there was a presence of love that neither of them had ever felt before. It was a greater force then anything. Harry watched silently as the one he would do absolutely anything for, drifted into a deep sleep, he soon to follow.

**

“Harry wake up!” Ginny said shaking him hurriedly. She was already dressed fully, her robes in a bag so she could change into them on the train. He swatted her unconsciously accidently hitting Ginny.
“Ow! Harry!” She said. He got up slowly.
“What was that for?” She asked hitting him on the shoulder slightly.
“Serves you right for getting me up so early…,”He said. She hit him on the shoulder again.
“I’m only joking. I’m sorry; did I really hit you that hard?” He asked.
“I’m fine but gees, I’ll know to get an alarm clock next time. It will save me from bruises.”
She showed him her watch; it read 10:00.
“The train leaves at 11.”She said. He hopped up immediately, changing in the bathroom and throwing clothing into a bag, and meeting Ginny downstairs.
“Well, we’ll see what kind of mood mum’s in.” She said. Grabbing onto Harry, they disapparated to the burrow.
“You two!” They heard as they landed in the kitchen.
“Do you have any idea what time it is!” She said.
“Mum, I’m sorry,” Ginny, said looking at her mother apologetically.
“You better be! We’ll be late if you don’t hurry it up!” She said directing them out the door. Ron and Hermione came rushing down. Ron had a ‘glazed over’ look to him.
“I’ll miss you Ronald.” Hermione said. She only said his full name when she was full of emotion. Ron grabbed her into a hug. Harry smiled at the two. They were whispering with each other quietly when Mrs. Weasley said it was time to go. Hermione had some tears in her eyes as she walked away from Ron. Ginny grabbed her hand and squeezed it tightly.
“Don’t worry. If you talk to McGongall, she’ll let you leave to see him.” She said reassuringly.
“I hope.” She said looking back one last time at Ron before the door shut to the Burrow. Hermione strode forward to Harry. Ginny decided to give them a moment.
“First time at Hogwarts that we’re all separated.” Hermione said.
“Yes, I suppose it is.”Harry replied. “Should be much different…” He said.
“Yeah, it feels kind of weird.” She said.
“For now…but things will never change. Not for us three, not after everything. I’m sure of it.”He said gripping her shoulder.
“When did you become so sure of things?” Hermione asked, half-laughing.
“I’m not sure of a lot of things, but I am sure on this particular subject. Trust me.” He said smiling at her as they got into the Ministry car.
“With my life.” She said thinking of the countless times that she trusted Harry. She knew that their friendship, and the friendship between the three of them, would never end. Ginny was now in the car, and they were well on their way to the train station.
“Harry, dear, how does the house look?” Mrs. Weasley asked.
“As good as new. We are very happy with it.” He said taking Ginny’s hand.
“Oh! I forgot to tell you all!” She said. “At the end of September there will be the ball for your father. They are honoring him as well as you Harry. Hermione, you and Ron are also getting an award.” She said
“That’s wonderful!” Ginny said.
“More magazine covers…” Harry said, happy about the ball except that one little problem.
“Don’t worry Harry; Arthur is making sure there is only one newspaper covering the ball. He already spoke with the owner. Lovegood something.” She said.
“Luna’s father!” Hermione blurted out. “Well there you go Harry; you shouldn’t have to worry about any bad articles.” She said.
“It’s September 19th. I’ve Owled McGongall telling her.” She finished.
After quite some time, Mrs. Weasley’s voice boomed; “Oh! Looks like were here! Hurry up, its 10:45!” She said glancing at her watch.

They gathered their things and found their way to Platform 9 and ¾. Although Ginny was still in school, and tecnically Hermione and Harry worr two, they were opening a new chapter in their life. Leaving behind the troubles, well the bigger ones that is, as well as the death and turmoil. The people Harry loved were safe, and that wasn’t going to change. He wouldn’t let it.


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They were on the train for about an hour when Hermione stepped out for a minute to reprimand some students for playing in the hallway.
“She must be happy…much more control this year…” Ginny said trying to get Harry to speak. He’d been rather quiet the whole ride.
“Harry…” She said softly. He didn’t answer. “Harry…” She said a little more forcefully. He glanced over at her.
“What’s wrong? And don’t give me nothing, I’m not stupid.” She said. He smiled slightly at her comment.
“I’m just nervous I suppose. About teaching and everything. I mean we have been in Hogwarts with teachers, but never in a million years would I picture myself being one of them. I do want to do this, but it’s just…scary.” He admitted. Ginny suppressed a laugh.

“The boy…”She decided to change her words. “The man who defeated Voldemort is finding teaching in front of a few kids scary?” She asked. He let out a snort. “You’ll do great. Trust me on this. You remember the D.A.” He nodded. “People were learning hexes and shields way beyond their years, because of you, Harry.” She said. “You taught them.” She debated placing a hand on his knee.
“Well, yeah but…”He started.
“Stop being so modest, Harry! Honestly…” She said looking him straight in the eyes.
“You’re a fantastic wizard, who has done fantastic things. Whether or not you can come to terms with it, it’s still true.” She said with a blazing look. He smiled slightly, not needing to say anything more. She always knew exactly what to say and when to say it.
“Thanks…” He whispered bashfully. She kissed him on the temple and resumed to her place across from him.
“Now what to do about hiding this relationship of ours…” She said. He let out a stress-filled breath.
“Good question…”He said looking back at her.
“Pretending were not a couple won’t work. The tabloids have already proved we are, however… wrongly…”
“Our best bet is to keep it on the low as McGongall said…” He got up and sat next to her. She turned towards him.
“So that means no more of this…”He placed a kiss on her cheek, “When I greet you…” She smiled and crossed her arms.
“And no more of this…” He placed a delicate, yet tantalizing kiss on her lips, “When we say good-bye.”
“I am thinking the Room of Requirement will come in a lot of handy this year…” She said leaning forward seductively.
“Right you are…” He said leaning a bit further towards her. She could feel his breath filtering in and out of his nose. She smelled his sweet scent. But when he leaned in to kiss her she backed away quickly, got up and sat on the other side of the compartment.
“You, Harry, are going to need to learn self control…” She said crossing her arms and tilting her head with a raised eyebrow.
“Then you need to stop taunting me!” He said waving his finger at her. The two laughed watching each other with much intensity when they heard the door begin to open.
“First years…” Hermione groaned.
“Better start getting used to that…” Ginny teased.
“I don’t believe we were that annoying. I mean sure, we caused a little trouble, but I mean we weren't doing it because we wanted to. I mean we saved the Sorcerer’s Stone. These little buggers are just doing it to annoy me!” She said. Harry and Ginny were trying not to laugh. Hermione quickly went from an annoyed mood, too staring at the window solemnly again. Ginny knew she was thinking of Ron.
“He’s thinking of you, too.” Ginny said boldly. Harry smiled at Ginny. She would do everything she could to make sure the people she loved were happy.
“Probably, I just feel a little awful about it. I was so happy for the job, but leaving him behind and everything.” She said.
“He’s happy for you. I know he is. Be happy for yourself.” Ginny scooted over next to Hermione. “Write him a letter saying this. You know the bloke is awful with words in person. Let him write it out…” She whispered. Hermione laughed shortly as the train screeched in.
“Looks like we have to go…” Harry said directing his comment towards Hermione.
“Yeah…” She said. “I’ll give you two a moment.” She said, ducking out of the compartment and heading off.

“You’re going to do fine.” She said strongly.
“I hope…” He said uneasily.
“Well, I may not see you tonight after the ceremony so, goodnight…” She said leaning up placing a forceful kiss on his lips. He returned the fervor for only a moment until she pulled away, smiling and walking out of the room just as Hermione had.

**
“I would like to introduce you to your new Professor’s.” McGongall said. The ceremony was well under way, and Harry and Hermione sat there nervously waiting for this moment.
“Your new transfiguration teacher is Hermione Granger, or Professor Granger to you. She attended Hogwarts and was in the top of her class. I am sure she will help you all.” Hermione stood up and waved her hand slowly. People smiled up at her and clapped their hands.
“Your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, as I am sure you all know, is Professor Harry Pott-” Before she could even finish his name, the room erupted in cheer. Every students face was smiling from ear to ear, watching Harry’s every move, while applauding loudley. Harry glanced over at the Slytherin table, who, even there, had a few supporters clapping. He waved and scanned the crowd for a friendly face when he caught Ginny’s eye. She nodded in encouragement, and he sat back down.
“Well, now that that’s over, let the feast begin!” McGongall said with a wave of her arms.
“Gosh that never gets old…” Harry said watching the food appear on the table.
“Sure doesn’t…,”Hermione said digging in.

The rest of the ceremony went on with mindless chatter between Harry and Hermione. Drowning in memorioes of their first year at Hogwarts, when they became friends and it all truly began.
“I guess its sort of fate then?” She said.
“Yes, yes…I suppose it is.” Harry said staring admirably at the Great Hall.

**


Harry stood in front of the class, well more like pacing as the seventh years piled in. It was his first class of the day, and the class already looked like some trouble. The girls in the first row already had begun twirling their hair and batting their eyelashes every time Harry strolled past. While the guys were trying to act “macho” in front of the great Harry Potter.
“Well, I guess we’ll start with attendance…” He said beginning to read the names off.
“Ackerly, Stuart”
“Here”
“Baddock, Malcolm,”
“Here”
“Branstones, Eleanor,”
“Here”
“Creevy-” To Harry’s surprise the door swung open with none other then his own fiance rushing in.
“Miss. Weasley…” He said in a rather sophisticated tone.
“Yes Professor,” She said not looking into his eyes fearing she would burst out in laughter if she did.
“Please try to be on time for my class.” He said simply, and continued with the attendance.

“Hi, and welcome to Defense Against the Dark Arts.” He said nervously wringing his hands. “I am Professor Potter,” He cringed at how corny it sounded. “This year will help you prepare for your future in whatever career you will choose.” He said scanning the room. Everyone was in pure attention, even the Slytherins. “Well let’s start off with what you know.” He said. “How many of you can conjure a Patronus?” He asked. About seven kids raised their hands, including Ginny. He was surprised only because he thought that most kids should have mastered it in their third year, but with the past teachers, he understood why.
“Well how about we start with those.” He said.
“Excuse me, sir?” A girl in the back said.
“Yes…Miss. Quirke, Orla Quirke is it?” She nodded.
“It’s heard your patronus takes shape of a stag.” She said. “Can you show us?” A few of the students let out a cheer.
“Well, yes…yes, I suppose so.” He said. People’s eyes were locked on him. He cleared his throat a couple times as Ginny popped into his head. She was the thought he used most often. It usually went from her to Ron and Hermione, but he noticed it was stronger when he thought of her.
“Expecto Patronum!” He shouted as it bursted out of the end of his wand. He was relieved to see the stag come out strongly. A few students gasped, while others left their mouth open in awe. Ginny just smiled proudly. She’s seen him perform it a few times and was glad to see he had done it again. Harry began to speak about the Patronus and how to perform one. He explained it only worked when you think of your happiest memories; other wise the Patronus would not form. The students were eating up every word he spoke.

By the end of class, four more students had been able to produce a full Patronus. Harry used a dementor boggart, much like Lupin had with him, and it seemed to have the same effect.
“For homework, I want a foot long essay on how to conjure a patronus, when it is appropriate and what the effects are. Have a good day,” He said sitting down at his desk. He loved the new authority he had. He watched as the students staggered out. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a certain someone taking a little too long to pack up.
“You did wonderfully, Harry.” Ginny said.
“Really? I wasn’t being too easy, or too hard, I don’t really know.” He said laughing.
“Well homework on the first day? Come on Harry….” She said teasingly.
“Should I not have done that?” He asked nervously.
“I am just kidding, every other Professor does it too, surly you remember, you’re not that much older.” She said jokingly.
“Yes, I suppose. But you really think I did okay?” He asked.
“Trust me, you did wonderful. And now I get to go listen to what everyone says about you.” She said. “Oh, Harry Potter, he’s sooo dreamy! I think he was looking at me!” She mocked in a girly voice. He laughed as she strode out the room, leaving a tightly folded note on his desk. He stuck it in his pocket, anxious to see what it said. He waited until another class came in. This time it was first years.” Well, I can keep it simple I guess. He said glancing down at their eager faces. Memories flashed back to when Ron, Hermione and he were in that position, staring up at the teacher eagerly waiting to learn some magic. He started the class just as the last…
Harry’s first day back ended, and he was feeling rather happy with the outcome. No one seemed to be causing trouble in his class, or complaining about homework, they all seemed happy to be there.

Harry walked down the halls to the Transfiguration Room when he remembered the note in his pocket. He unfolded it and began to read.
“Room of Requirement, meet me there, 9:30.
-Ginny”
He felt complete at her wanting to see him, and would happily meet her there at any time. He stuck the note back in his pocket and found Hermione in her room reading over a paper. He knocked on the door. She looked up at Harry smiling.
“Hi!” She said excitedly, getting up.
“How did your day go?” He asked.
“Well, not quite as I expected, but it was still wonderful. Really different, you know?” She said. “How about you?” She asked.
“It went great, I had a few new seventh years conjure Patronus’ today. I think I am going to start non-verbal spells.” He said.
“You sure do have a knack for that stuff.” She said encouragingly.
“I just can’t believe we have jobs.” Harry said taking a seat. “It’s crazy.” He said bewildered.
“I know, but it seems fitting, I don’t think I would feel this good if I just worked somewhere at the Ministry.” She said.
“Yeah, me too.” He agreed. “What do we do now?” He asked.
“Well, the students are in the Common Rooms, dinner is in an hour, the prefects are patrolling…” She explained. “Let’s go see Hagrid.” She said.
“We haven't changed a bit have we?” He asked.
“No, I don’t think so…” She said grabbing her things, and strolling off with Harry to Hagrid’s little hut.

“Arry! Mione!” He yelped as he opened the door. “How are ye both?” He asked scooting them in. “It was such a surprise when Minerva told me you’d be here!” He said not giving them a chance to answer. “But I s’pose that it’s for the best. You two belong here, now don’t cha?” He said. Harry looked at Hermione, smiling at Hagrid’s eagerness. “How’s Ron doin’ with it all?” He said focussing his attention towards Hermione. Her cheeks crimsoned a little.
“He’s okay, I guess. It’s different with out him here.” She said. Harry smiled sympathetically.
“Yes, I guess yer right.” He said obviously thinking of Ron. “Anything big happen this summer?” He asked casually. Harry figured he wasn’t referring to the magazine article. The thought that Hagrid reading Witch Weekly in his cabin didn’t make too much sense. Hermione coughed obviously and urged Harry to speak.
“Erm, well no not really...”Harry said giving Hermione a questioning look.
“Ginny” She mouthed. She could tell Harry was nervous to tell Hagrid. A guy like him wasn’t one for the romance.
“Well me and Ginny….” He started. Hagrid’s attention was on Harry now. “We’re engaged…” He finished.
“Yer what?!” He screamed.
“Engaged” Harry said looking shocked. A smile spread across Hagrid’s face.
“Growin’ up so fast, you are!” He said grabbing Harry by the shoulder.
“You remind me of your father more and more, Harry.” He said in all seriousness. “They’d be quite proud you know…” He said. Harry nodded slightly. Hermione looked down at her watch.
“We should get back to the castle. Dinner is in a couple minutes…” She said. “We’ll come back on Saturday.” She said. “We’ll tell you all about the summer…” She said smiling.
“I’ll hold you to that, Mione’” He said smiling down at her. “See you two later…” He said.

The two walked out of the hut. Harry, with a slight grin on his face from what Hagrid had said.


**

The dinner was fast and the attendance was low. Many people were running off to meetings, to do homework, or just to prepare for the next day of classes. Harry glanced at his watch. It read 9:10. He had enough time to walk to the room that the school provided him with to snatch his invisibility cloak, and to walk to the Room of Requirement.

Arriving in his room an throwing the cloak over his shoulders, he began realizing that he wasn’t a four foot tall 11 year old anymore. He would just have to duck about four inches for it to cover his feet. Shuffling along the blackened Hallways, Harry found his way to the room of Requirement. Glancing at his watch again, he had realized he was just on time.

"I need a place to be with Ginny,
I need a place to be with Ginny,
I need a place to be with Ginny."

He said, pacing back and forth in front of the door. The door appeared, and he took the handle, still with the cloak on and opened it. Finally getting the room into full view, he realized that she was already there seated in the far corner on a sofa looking up at the ceiling, when her eyes shot over to the door.
“Harry?” She asked quietly. He swung off the cloak.
“You and that cloak…” She said shaking her head in laughter.
“Old habits die hard…” He said folding it and placing it on a table. He looked up at the sky, just as she was, and he noticed the ceiling was an exact replica of the one that is usually shown in the Great Hall. He stared around the room. There were a few sofas, a small kitchen and a little nook with a window that had a ‘view’ of the grounds.
“This is...cozy,” he said walking over to her and sitting on the couch next to her. “But this is cozier…” He said pulling her on his lap and staring into her eyes. She smiled warmly before lightly kissing him.
“How was the rest of your day?” She asked repositioning herself to talk to him.
“It went rather well. I am starting to get the hang of it.” He said.
“Told you so…” She teased. “Hmmm…” She said.
“What?” He asked before he noticed the hot chocolate and Treacle Tarts, popping up on the table.
“I thought we needed some of these…” She said smiling and picking up the plates.
“How did you know these are my favorites?” He asked.
“Ron mentioned it once over Christmas or something. I’ve remembered it for a while.” She said. “I love them, as well. They were somewhat of a treat when we had them at home, but here I can have them anytime I want.” She said taking a bite and placing it back on the table. She flopped down into a position to look at the stars again. She patted next to her on the oversized sofa and he followed her lead, by laying down next to her, her head on top of is arm.
“So,” He asked, “What about this wedding of ours?” He asked. “Where do you want to have it?” She smiled profusely at the thought of “wedding talk”.
“I was thinking at home, but I figured every other Weasley who is going to get married will do it there. And I want to be different.” She said
“I agree.” He replied.
“Then I thought, here, at Hogwarts, in front of the lake…” She said. “ And then a reception in the Great Hall.” She finished.
“That sounds wonderful.” He answered.
“But then…” She started again. Harry laughed a tiny bit, always changing her mind, he thought.
“ I thought at Godric’s Hallow.” She said. He waited for her to explain. “It’s a big day for you, for us….” She said pausing again. “I figured you could sort of be with your parents, in a sense, if it was there” She offered. He grabbed her hand silently. He didn’t know what to say to that, but it sounded perfect. Even though anywhere, would be perfect with her, that was something he had never thought of. She knew what it meant by him grabbing her hand, and alls she did was hold it back.


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PS: The names I used of students are real students. I am not totally sure if they are all in Ginny's year, but I know that they are younger then Harry.

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Well this is not what I wanted to post. At all. I have had no time so this is just to get a little something up for you all. I apologize! It is defiantley not my best writing and its not the length I was going for at all! But now that school is easing up, I will have more time to write, so we'll see where that takes me.



“Ron!” Hermione gasped running towards him and grabbing him into a hug. Harry, Ginny and Hermione had just arrived home for the ball. It was to be held in a couple of hours.

Harry’s arm snaked around Ginny’s waist as he watched the couple reunite.
“I feel bad for him.” Ginny muttered. “You two got your life planned out, and he’s at home…without her.” She said.
“I know.” Harry said sorrowfully. “I wish I would have talked to him first, before I made the choice to teach, you know?” He said.
“He’s happy for you, and Hermione. He’s just lonely.” She said as Ron embraced Hermione in a kiss. “Ron’s finally found love and he can’t even see her.”
“Sort of like what happened to us?” He commented.
“Sort of like us. Except, look now…we’re doing just fine.” She said smiling warmly.
“Fine’s an understatement.” He said kissing her temple. “Let’s go inside.” The two walked inside leaving Hermione and Ron muttering small things to each other as they walked around the house.

“Ginny! Harry!” Mrs. Weasley exclaimed as they walked in laying a kiss on both of their cheeks.

“Hey, mum…” Ginny said responding with a hug.
“How’s everything at school? I supposed you’re getting good marks. You always are such a good student. And Harry, or Professor should I say. How’s that going?” She asked eagerly.
“Wonderfully, actually, missing Ron a bit though.” He said.
“He feels the same way, sweetheart.” She said rubbing his cheek. “Well I suppose you two should begin getting ready then? We’ll be leaving in an hour or so.” She said walking outside to find Ron and Hermione.
“I’ll see you in a bit.” Harry said winking at Ginny.

Within the hour, both Hermione and Ginny were standing in front of Ginny’s full length mirror.

Hermione was in a sleek black dress she had bought over summer with matching slinky black sandles that strapped up her ankle. Her hair was beautifully straightened with two strands pulled back away from her face. Ginny on the other hand was clad in a forest green gown that had a slit up her leg ending a few inches above the knee. Her silver sling-back shoes added a sparkling touch. Her hair fell in loose curls past her shoulders. She had let it grow out, loving the feeling of it move against her back.

“I think we look marvelous.” Hermione said proudly.
“I agree.” Ginny said picking up her matching bag and taking one last peek in the mirror. “Even though Ron’s my brother and all, and you know I get the creeps when I talk about you and him being well…intimate…but there’s no way he’s going to be able to keep his hands off you.” Ginny said making Hermione flush a deep shade of crimson.
“You should talk.” Hermione shot back before Ginny left the room. Ginny walked up the hall and knocked on Harry and Ron’s door.
“Come in…” She heard Harry say shakily. She opened the door as his head slowly rose from trying to fasten his tie. She saw his eyes light up and he let out a soothing breath.
“You look…” He said breathlessly. She smiled warmly before he said anything. “Beautiful.” He finished.
“Thank you,” She said bashfully walking over to him. “Uhm Harry, let me help you with that.” She said walking over to him and grabbing his tie. “Growing up in a house with 6 brothers, I’ve got this down to a science.” She said. He was rather quiet. “Don’t be nervous.” She said. He looked up at her.
“How do you always know?” He asked. She let out a snort.
“Trust me its harder to tell on most people but with you…I just know.” She said kissing his cheek. “I’ll meet you downstairs,” She said beginning to leave him. He grabbed her hip.
“Not so fast…”He said seductively. She let out a giggle as he brought her close. Even with her heels, he still had a couple inches on her. “These past few weeks have been hard on me, you know?” He said. She raised her eyebrow. “I have to pretend we’re not in a relationship, remember?”
“So those little….rendezvous…in the Room of Requirement don’t count, right?.” She said.
“Not exactly, I hate not being able to kiss you whenever I like.” He said grinning mischievously. He pressed his lips delicately against hers, molding his hand on the back of her neck. Their bodies always seem to fit one another. When they stood together everything was in alignment.

“Uhmm…” There was a sound at the door. Hermione stood there nervously. “Sorry about that.” She said wringing her hands in embarrassment.
“Mrs. Weasley said to come up here. We’re leaving in 10.” She said. “I think I’ll leave you two…” She said scurrying off. Ginny let out a snort as she scurried away.
“You think she would be used to seeing that. I mean its not like she doesn’t do that same thing with Ron.” Ginny said. Harry smiled and stuck out his arm for her to take.
“Shall we go downstairs, Miss. Weasley?” He said.
“Splendid idea, Mr. Potter.” She loved when they joked around like this.


“Would you look at you?” She heard her father say as she came down the steps. “Getting more beautiful every time I see you.” He said kissing her cheek. “And Harry, how are the students treating you?” He said.
“Rather well, I’m surprised actually.” He replied.
“Well what do you think their gonna’ do? Act up in your class? I mean you’ve just defeated the darkest wizard in all of history, no way anyone’s messing with you.” Fred said walking in with his partner in crime right on his hip.
“Right you are Gred!” George added.
“Thank you Feorge!” Fred replied. Ginny raised her eyebrow and scratched her head at the two of them. Gred and Feorge? What in the name of Merlin Ginny thought
“Still engaged to him, are you?” Fred asked.
“I’d figure the bloke would leave you after being stifled up in Hogwarts.” George said.
“George!” Mrs.Weasley said. “Will you be quiet for once?” She said. Ginny and Harry watched in amusement.
“Now mum, you know the both of us are entirely incapable of that.” He said sitting down at the table.
“Why do I bother…” She muttered scurrying out of the room to take care of a few last things before they left.



Within the hour, the car was stopped and the Weasleys were piling out and making their way up a grand staircase to a ballroom where the ceremony would be held. Harry gripped Ginny’s arm tightly as the doors opened.
“Harry I love being held by you, but if you squeeze any tighter my arm may not be there…” She said under her breath quickly. He loosened his grip immediately letting out a small grin. As they walked in people were on there feet clapping and cheering. Harry gazed around the room, decorated in fine silk and cloths with golden china along the tables. There had to be at least 250 people there. Whether or not they were cheering for Harry or Mr.Weasley, Mr. Weasley was eating it up; waving at everyone, shaking hands and engaging with others. Harry walked numbly with one hand in his pocket and the other around Ginny.
“Sheesh...” He muttered under his breath as they continued down an aisle and past a dance floor finding their seats in the front of the room. Harry stared back at the eager audience. Mr. Weasley stood, putting a charm on his voice the rest of the Audience could hear him.

“Thank you so much for attending today. It means a lot to my family and myself. I am so glad that I was elected as your Minister of Magic. I promise that I will create a safer environment for wizarding families everywhere; although, I have already had a ton of help in that.” He said glancing over at Harry. The audience applauded, and he stood up waving bashfully at the crowd, and sitting back down.
“Now I know you probably don’t want to listen to some boring speech about my plans as Minister, so how about we just get on with the party?” He offered. The crowd laughed delightfully as a stream of music started to play and hor’ deurves were distributed to the tables.

Harry stood up smoothly and tapped on Ginny’s shoulder who was speaking with Charlie.
“I’m sorry to interrupt…but I was wondering if I could steal Ginny away for a moment…”He said.
“Of course…” Charlie said winking at Ginny. Harry stuck his hand out for her take, and led her out onto the dance floor. He spun her around before she landed perfectly in his arms.
“You’re quite the charmer…” She whispered. “And I seem to remember you hating to dance…” She said noticing the many people glancing at the couple.
“Yes...well…I didn’t have you as my date now did I?” He said moving her across the dance floor. She laughed lovingly.
“I just can’t believe it...” She said.
“What that I can dance?” He said mock hurt.
“Nooo…the amount of people here.” She said.
“Yes...I know. Between your father’s initiation and my first real public outing, I suppose it was guaranteed to have many people.” He said.
“I am pretty sure ninety percent of them are here for you, Harry.” She said. “The whole saving the world thing is a bit of an accomplishment.” She said meaningfully.
“Yeah, but they don’t know the half of it…” He said darkly. She knew something was bothering him.
“Harry…is everything alright?” She asked. He sighed.
“I just don’t understand why I’m so celebrated. I killed.” He said.
“You killed, to save. That’s different Harry.” She said forcefully.
“But I still did it. I am the same as a Death Eater or Voldemort himself when it comes down to it.” He said glumly.
“Harry, don’t you dare say that. You are in no category with them. Do you understand me?” She reprimanded. She knew it was forcefull, but he needed to understand this. He did not say anything. “Do you honestly think the Death Eaters are filled with this regret?” She said.
“No...” He mumbled.
“That’s what makes you different Harry. There is no way in hell that Voldemort felt like this after killing innocent people. You have a heart, a big one. Now use your brain a bit…” She said bringing her hand to his face. Little did either of them know the song was over and they were still dancing.
“I guess.” He said.
“No, not you guess. I want you to be sure. This isn't something you should be carrying around with you.”
“You’re not giving in, are you?” He asked.
“Do I ever?”
“No...” He replied.
“Promise me, Harry. Promise me you wont feel like this anymore?” She pleaded.
“I promise you.” He said strongly, not breaking her gaze. They both stopped moving as Ginny leaned forward and placed a kiss on his cheek.
“I need some air...” Harry said. “Come with me?” He asked.
“Of course…” She said, following him out of the ballroom.




I know, I know, strange place to stop, but I just wanted to get something up there! Hope you enjoyed it.


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-Well to start... I got a post up =] yayyyy!
-This isnt as long as I wanted it (AT ALL) only because when I figured out how I am breaking up the ending it didnt make sense to continue this chapter only because I am now skipping to right before the wedding (ahhh!)
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Meanwhile Ron perked up enough courage to ask Hermione to dance.
“You really do look…beautiful.” He muttered. Hermione smiled warmly.
“Thank you.” She said. He held her close until she began to speak.
“I’m so sorry…” She blurted out.
“What…about what?” He asked, staring at her intensely, trying to figure out what caused the outburst.
“Ron, I took the job not even realizing how much it would hurt you.” She said staring down at her feet.
“Hermione, I miss you, yeah…but I’ll get over it.” Ron said.
“No, I was selfish. I ran off not even beginning to think of the reprecutions.” She stated
“Hermione, listen to me…” She picked up her head and looked at him. “I never figured we would have the same job, or be with each other every single day. I knew you had your dreams, and it is okay. I want you to be happy.” He said as his cheeks turned the faintest shade of pink.
“I just…miss you.” She said laughing soothingly.
“I miss you too. But we’ll work this out. If Harry and Ginny can, I am sure we can.” He said. She went silent for a moment, obviously in thought. Ron knew that was her way of recognizing that they’d be okay.

“Have you picked a career path yet? I mean just some ideas.” She asked.
“Actually I have. I’ve been home a lot…everyday actually, and I was going through Fred and George’s room. I came across all these Quidditch magazines, and I figured, I love Quidditch, so why not do something with that.” He said.
“You mean play?” She asked.
“No, I’m not nearly good enough for that. But I figured a Quidditch store in Hogsmeade or something. They have one in Diagon Alley, but think about it, all the students who want to buy stuff for Quidditch and can’t get there, Hogsmeade is so close.” He paused. “I talked to Fred and George. They recently bought space in Hogsmeade. They were going to expand the joke shop because of how large their business has gotten. It’s a small store but its also got a flat above it. They said its already paid off from all the money they’ve made, and that if I wanted to use it I could, and that they could buy another spot.”
“Ron that is a wonderful idea!” She said.
“I guess, I mean I could be close to you and Harry, it would have a place for me to stay, I mean, yeah, I love the Burrow, but I can’t stay there forever, and I could be working with Quidditch supplies.” He said. Hermione saw the happiness in his voice.
“Then I say you do it.” She said.
“I think I just might..” Ron finished. “Oh and plus, there’s a Hogsmeade weekend this Saturday, right?” He asked.
“Yeah,” Hermione said.
“Well then you could come and see it.” He suggested.
“That sounds wonderful.” She said leaning into his chest. Ron tilted his head down and kissed her forehead as the song came to a passionate end.


Harry and Ginny barely made it outside before they were up against a wall. Ginny was pinned at her hips. Her breathing became heavy as Harry forcefully kissed her. She kissed him back with just as much power and lust, before she broke apart. So many feeling were running through her mind. At that moment, she was willing to do anything with him. She remembered everything she’d been through with him and she couldn’t think of one reason why they would wait any longer. Until one popped into her mind, they were still at the ball.
“Harry…” She said pulling apart. He stopped immediately, fearing he had done something wrong. The look on his face made Ginny just want to kiss him even more.
“Is this really a good idea?” She asked.

“Kissing my girlfriend? Because I think it is a fantastic idea…,”He said.
“No, I mean here…in this hallway, where only a room away there are hundreds of people waiting to get some juicy details on our relationship.” She stated. She wanted to tell him that she was ready, ready to take their relationship further.
“I suppose your right.” He said sadly, grabbing her hand.
“I’d like to resume this later…” She said as a smirk crept into her mouth. She figured she’d wait and see what happened when they got to Hogwarts but she finally hit a point where she was ready.

“I like that idea.” He said.
The two strolled into the ballroom, and eyes were on them once again. Everyone loved to see their hero in love.
“Oi! Harry give her a kiss!” A reporter shouted out. Harry knew, from Mr.Weasley’s insurance, that the only reporter’s there was one from the Quibbler.
“Why not?” He asked looking down at Ginny. She laughed out loud and leaned up, kissing him straight on the mouth. Members in the audience clapped as the couple engaged in a passionate kiss, some, probably Fred and George, let out a wolf whistle.

“Well that certainly is a great transition…” Someone at the microphone said. They were most likely a representative for the Ministry. “Now, I know that this is a ball for Arthur Weasley, but I would like to extend a special thanks to three people in this room tonight. Arthur specifically requested that this award be given out tonight.” Harry knew this had something to do with him, and after Ginny’s talk, he strangle felt okay with it. “The three people I am talking about are Ronald Weasley, Hermione Granger, and of course, Harry Potter. Would you three come up here please?” The man asked. Harry inhaled slowly. Ginny rubbed his back encouragingly.

“Go…you deserve this.” She whispered in his ear, giving him the last boost of confidence he needed. He exchanged quick glances with her before sauntering up to the stage.
“Bit of a surprise, huh?” Ron muttered as Harry caught up with him.
“Yeah…” He said.
“I hope we don’t have to say anything…” Hermione said breathlessly. By then the three of them were up at the podium by each other sides, just as they’ve been the past 7 years…




***


“Shhh…McGongall said we should have been back by 12.” Harry said guiding Ginny through the dim corridors. “And its 2 in the morning…” He added.
“It’s not like it’s a weekday. We don’t have class tomorrow. And there’s no Quidditch.” Ginny said.

“I know, but I don’t want to get my privileges of stealing you away from time to time, taken away.” He replied. Ginny just smiled to herself.
Finally, they arrived to Harry’s dorm. Harry muttered a password and brought Ginny in.
“I haven’t showed you this yet, come to think of it….” Harry said.
“No…” Ginny said breathlessly looking around. Half of her was surprised at how wonderfully decorated the room was but the other half knew that nothing in Hogwarts ever looked shabby.

“It’s something isnt it. No wonder the teachers stay here, they get to live like this, and this is smaller because McGongall figured that after we get married….” Ginny’s stomach did a flop, although she was quite used to hearing those words now. “That we will be living together somewhere else, so she downsized the room.” Ginny took a step around looking at the small nook in the corner over looking the Quidditch field, and the door in the other corner that was obviously the bedroom.

“And what's this door?” She asked seductively. Harry let out a low laugh.
“Why don’t you look?” He said following her. Ginny opened the door to find a four post king size bed that bombarded most of the space in the room. Ginny raised her eyebrow at Harry.
“That’s an awful lot of room for one person…” She said enclosing the space between her and Harry.

“It does get rather lonely…” He said.

“Well…I think I can fix that.” She said kissing his jawbone lightly. She heard his breathing become deeper. Grabbing him by the brim of his shirt, she pulled him onto the bed, allowing herself to fall backwards. He laughed warmly as he fell with her. She kissed him very softly at first, which immediately turned into a fervor of jumbled hands and limbs tugging at articles of clothing. Ginny slipped out of her dress exposing herself in her undergarments for the first time in front of Harry. Harry followed her lead and did the same. Between caresses on the neck, Harry stopped and stared into Ginny’s eyes. He knew from Ginny’s actions that Ginny was ready for the one thing that in the past they’ve held off , but he wanted to be sure.

“Ginny…” He said. She let out a soft moan in response to her name being called.
“Ginny, are you sure you’re ready?” Harry asked seriously. She smiled softly at Harry’s gesture for kindness and responded in a kiss.

“Harry, I’m more then ready. I love you so much, and waiting any longer doesn’t seem to have a purpose…” She said. Harry reached his hand up brushing a strand of hair away from her face. Her eyelashes fluttered at the touch. At that exact moment, Ginny confirmed in her mind that she was ready. She knew this would not be something she could ever regret.


**

The light cascaded through the window onto Ginny’s face. Her eyes flickered open to find Harry’s arm draped around her shoulder, and her clothes flung on the floor. Thinking back to last night, she felt her face flush a deep red. Remembering Harry’s gentleness almost caused her to cry. Everything he did was to make sure she was okay. She turned her head and locked onto Harry’s bare arms. The arms that held her through the night, the arms that reassured her that everything was safe. She smiled at him feeling changed and different. Her mother always told her that making the decision that she had made would be life changing, and now, she started to think her mother was right. However, the change was good. Harry opened his eyes from all of Ginny’s movements. She smiled as he blinked a couple times and smiled back.

“Are you okay?” He asked. Ginny couldn’t help but laugh.

“I assure you, Harry, I’m fine.” She said. “But it’s incredibly sweet that you keep asking.” She gazed into his eyes for a few moments. Getting lost in them, she remembered the first time she had kissed him. The tornado of emotions that had taken over her. Some moments you can't explain in life, and that was one of them. At this moment, right now, lying there with Harry, Ginny felt that same thing. If she could lay there forever, she would. Leaning over, he scooped her up in his arms and kissed her on the forehead. Ginny thought of all the possible mornings they could spend together just like this one…and not to mention all the nights.


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This was supposed to be A LOT longer ( dont yell ), but after Deathly Hallows, I have been filled with writers block for this story. Granted its the end, I still am stuck. Good thing the epilouge is next. Don't get me wrong though, it's gonna make me sad! Its not the way I wanted to end it but I really just need to get this story out of the way..writers out there might know how I feel. Thanks for your patience and your loyalty. One more post left , it could be either the epilouge, or a little more. I havent decided. Sorry if this chapter is a disappointment, but please try to see it from my angle. Thank you all again..





With a sharp intake of breath and a closing of the eyes, Hermione zipped up the white gown that fitted Ginny’s body perfectly. The neckline ran low and formed a loose knot at her breastbone, accenting the silky sash that was tied around her stomach. The dress was simple, but at the same time intricate and beautiful. Ginny opened her eyes and stared back at herself. She was in her wedding gown. Her hair cascaded in soft curls down her back, which was accompanied with a small tiara that fit perfectly on her head. On her arms were white gloves that her mother had given her to wear. Molly and Molly’s mother wore them during their wedding ceremonies. Her make-up was done to a science with the help of Hermione. Everything was perfect, just as thing should be.

“Are you nervous?” Hermione asked, putting her chin on her friends shoulder. The wedding was to begin in twenty minutes.
“You know Hermione? I’m not. I have dreamed of this day since I was little girl.The butterflies that are supposed to be in my stomach, aren't there. I’m just so sure of this. The bond that is created at a magical wedding always varies depending on the couple, but I know that this was meant to be. All those things that drove us apart were just there to test us.” Hermione smiled as Ginny spoke.
“I couldn’t be more sure about anything in my life.”
“Harry’s feels the same, I can assure you.” Luna said popping into the conversation. Hermione was the Maid of Honor, and Luna and Fleur were the other two bridesmaids. They were all getting ready together.
“I am zo ‘appy for you. You two will enjoy being married, just az Bill and I ‘ave…” Fleur said. The four of them remained chatting while the men were getting ready in the other room…

“Are you nervous, mate?” Ron said. The groomsman got ready in one of the bedrooms in Godric’s Hallow. Ron, as best man of course, Neville, and the twins were all in the room getting ready.
“Not at all.” He said shortly fixing his bow tie. “I’m ready for this.” Ron patted him on the shoulder and looked at his watch.
“Well, we should head outside. Everyone is waiting…” He said.
“I suppose your right.” He said leaving the room.


**

Ginny stood flowers in hand, with her father on her arm. She looked down the aisle and saw Harry with his back to her. She noticed the white seats with a silky bow draped on the back, the white carpet rolled out for her to walk on, and the white canopy under which she would say her vows. The white contrasted beautifully against vibrant garden that had been pruned. Ginny’s bridesmaids also stood out in their icy blue dresses that matched perfectly with the Groomsman’ bowties.

Finally, the music began, and that was it, it was a blur. All she saw from then on was Harry’s smiling face. When she finally arrived at the alter, Harry grabbed her hands. She felt comfort in his touch. She looked out to where the guests were sitting and saw her mothers sobbing face. Questions were asked, vows were exchanged and it finally got down to the one question Ginny has been waiting years to answer.

“Ginerva Molly Weasley, do you take Harry James Potter to be your lawfully wedded husband?” The man asked.
“I do.” She said smiling widely not taking her glance off Harry.
“And Harry James Potter, do you take Ginerva Molly Weasley to be your lawfully wedded wife?”
“I do.” He said.

“The difference now…” Arthur whispered over to Ron. “Is that a charm will now be laid over the two of them. It creates a bond; you can tell how strong the bond is by the color that appears. The lowest it starts at is a red bond, the brighter it gets, the stronger the bond is between the couple.” He said. Ron nodded and watched as a ring around there heads appeared from the tip of the man’s wand. It began to spin and change rapidly from red, to pink, to orange, to yellow and finally changed to a piercing white light. It hung there for a moment or two and disappeared.
“Wow…” Arthur commented.
“What?”Ron asked not taking his glance away in awe.
“It turned white. That is the strongest bond out there…” He said in disbelief. Ron just smiled.

“Harry, you may kiss the bride…” The man finally said. Harry leaned forward and placed a lingering kiss on Ginny’s lips before connecting their foreheads and smiling down at her.
“Mrs. Potter…” He whispered. She smiled erratically, hearing the applause from the audience.
“You’re not getting away with just that…,”She said flinging her arms around his neck pulling him in for a powerful kiss.

The next hour was a whorl wind of ‘congratulations’ and gifts, all in which the couple never left each other’s side. Ginny watched and thanked people as they came up to her, but it was all in a haze. All she could think about was the man standing next to her and how they would spend the rest of their life the same way.

With a cling of a glass, the attention in the room was brought over to Ron and Hermione.
“Well, I guess it’s time for a speech. And since speaking in public isn't really one of my strong suits, I’ll keep it short.” People let out a warm giggle. “Harry, Hermione and I have been what you can call a Trio, for almost 10 years now. We’ve been together through some unimaginable things, but through it all, we’ve come out like we have.” He paused and Hermione took over. “The two of you have been a couple that has also been through some unimaginable things. Yet you came out a couple that everyone should aspire to be like. This is a toast to you and to your future together…,”Hermione said.
“And without evil, power hungry wizards, and Harry trying to save the world again, that future looks pretty good…” Ron added, while everyone laughed. “I hope you two live a long happy life together…” He said raising his glass in their direction and taking a sip. Harry walked over to Ron and extended his arms for a hug.
“You really are the best mate a guy could ever have…” He said.
“You too, you too...” Ron replied letting go. He snaked his arm around Hermione as Ginny found Harry’s hand.
“I guess things turned out okay, didn’t they?” Ginny whispered into his ear.
“More then okay,” He whispered back, admiring his two friends and remembering all they had went through. He looked down at his wife, back at Ron and Hermione, and out onto the guests warm faces, all just reassurance that it truly was, more then okay.


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Here it is all. The last chapter of this fiction. Pretty much a year later from when I had this crazy idea to start writing one and it's finally over. Gahhh this is depressing. This last installment wasnt something I wrote for length. Please know that. It was strictly to give you all a taste of Harry and Ginny three years later, nothing is in depth. And it isnt going to be a big post, warning now. Also know that this is ignoring Deathly Hallows and following my plot line.

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“Ginny!” Hermione said bursting through the door into Harry and Ginny’s flat. After Ginny had graduated and found a steady job working for the new and improved ministry, they bought a flat above a store in Hogsmeade. Harry had been teaching at Hogwarts for three years now, as well as Hermione. The flat above Hogsmeade was just an easy way for Harry to spend nights after school with his wife and newly born child.
“Shhh!” She said pointing wildly to the baby in the crib. “You’ll wake James up!” She said.
“Sorry...” Hermione said peaking over the gate to the crib looking at the baby with jet-black hair. Just like his father, she thought. She smiled, and brushed his hair away from his forehead. Ginny coughed to gain Hermione’s attention back.
“Oh right sorry!” Hermione said gaining her look of happiness back on her face again.
“What is it?” Ginny asked already conjuring up and idea.
“Ron…” Hermione paused smirking.
“Asked you to marry him?” Ginny said finished her sentence.
“Yes!”Hermione said jumping up and down. “Isn't it wonderful?” She said running up to her friend and hugging her.
“It’s about time, that’s what it is.” She said. “He’s been carrying a ring around for months…”
“You’re kidding?” Hermione asked. "And you didnt say anything? You could have warned me??"
“Nope. He said he was waiting for the ‘opportune moment’. I think he was just nervous you’d say no… and plus I didnt want to spoil that for you. And in case you said no I didnt want any part in that...” She said.
“Well I said yes, obviously..”She replied beaming thoroughly.
"How did he ask?" Ginny said
"We went on a walk in the park over by our flat. You know the one I'm talking about?" Hermione asked.
"Sure, sure."
"Well it was completley out of the blue and he just asked me." Hermione said gazing back into the moment. "But I’ve got to run! I want to tell you everything later though. Tomorrow night at dinner. I promise...” She said hugging her friend and getting her bag. Ginny laughed at her friends nonstop work ethic. The only time they really did catch up was at these Friday night dinners.

The Weasleys, and the Potters had dinner every Friday night, courtesy of Mrs. Weasley. They were now living on the same property, but in a much nicer house. With all the money Arthur was making from being minister, he thought he would re-do the house as a birthday present for Molly. More rooms were added, even though all the kids were out of the house. Although, they were still used in some way or another. The place was also cleaned up with new furnishings. They finally got the life they always disserved.

“Hey, honey…” Harry said opening the door. He had just gotten home from work. During the summer since there was no Hogwarts in session, Harry often helped Ron out in his shop, which now had three branches and became a very successful business. Ginny smiled sweetly at him.
“Hello...”She said putting her finger over her mouth and pointing to the crib. Harry nodded and walked over gazing down at the other love of his life.
“How long has he been asleep?” He asked.
“About 20 minutes. Hermione came rushing in here; thank god, she didn’t wake him up. He’s been in a crying mood today…well, everyday pretty much” She said standing up and walking over to Harry.
“Why was Hermione here?” He asked.
“Ron finally asked her to marry him.” She said looking at her husband.
“Did he?” Harry asked excitedly.
“Yeah we’ll here all about it tomorrow at dinner.” She said moving closer to Harry.
“Finally...” He said.
“My words exactly...” Harry grabbed a hold of her waist so his hips were touching hers.
“Missed you today...” He said smiling.
“Well I would have missed you more but I was occupied with James all day. But now that you’re here…” She said leaning forward. “It reminds me how much I really did miss you.” She said placing a kiss on his jaw line.
“That’s it?” He said mock sad. Ginny smirked playfully, turning and running away from him. He lunged at her, grabbed her and swung her in the air.
“H-H-a-arry!” She said in between laughs, trying to gasp for air. She felt his hands begin to tickle her, not helping the situation. Finally she broke free of his grasp.
“You’ll wake the baby!” She said in a loud whisper.
“Please, he sleeps like Ron does. Through anything.” He said lunging at her again and picking her up. She was now in a position where she no longer felt like fighting.
“Have your way with me then…” She said dramatically. He laughed as he sat down and plopped her right onto his lap.
“You look tired…,”He said.
“Well, James was up all night crying. And someone conveniently slept through it…” She said eyeing him.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about…” He said in a serious face. Scoffing at him, she got up and walked into the kitchen.
“Where are you going?” He said turning around. “I wanted to sit with you.” He said giving her a look not even a puppy could imitate.
“I am going to make you dinner.” She smiled sweetly. He laughed at her and got up.
“Well I’m going to help…” He said.
“Love, do you want this house to burn down?” She asked.
“No…of course not...” He said.
“Then you’re not helping.” She teased. “You just go relax. James should be up soon.”

**

“Dinner was wonderful. Have I told you, you cook just like your mother?” He said.
“Oh, stop with the flattery.” She said ruffling his hair. James was now wide-awake beaming at his parents. Ginny began cleaning up, as Harry took James out of his height-chair.
“Did you miss me today?” He asked. James just wiggled his arms all around peeping out those two little syllables, “da-da”. He reached his hand up and placed it onto Harry’s head, squiggling it around just as Ginny had. Harry laughed warmly and brought him close as Ginny watched admiringly.

“He should probably get to bed. He has a big day ahead of him. Spending a day at the Weasley household tires him out for sure.” She said beginning to wash the dishes.

“Say goodnight.” Harry whispered picking James up and bringing him to his mother.
“Sleep tight, little man.” She said kissing his forehead tenderly and squeezing his hand.

After a few minutes, Harry was back in the kitchen leaning against the rim of the door watching Ginny. Not taking any notice, Ginny went on scrubbing utensils and plates as usual. Harry walked over silently, snaking his arms around her stomach and resting his head on her shoulder.
“I must say you look absolutely stunning tonight.” He whispered into her ear.
“Yes, of course, in my dirty apron with my hair in knots on the top of my head. Stunning seems like the appropriate word.” She said
“Well, I think you do. So there.”

**

“V-wa-la”. Mrs. Weasley said placing the last tray of food onto the table. It was accompanied by the 10 other dishes she had prepared. The Friday night dinners were always a big occasion because it was rare to get everyone under the same roof at the same time.

“It looks delicious, Mum.” Ron said sitting down before anyone else.
“Ronald I could make you liverwurst and cow brains and you would still think its delicious.” She said ripping off her apron and finding a seat. The twins, Harry, Ginny and James, as well as Ron, Hermione, and Bill were already seated when Molly and Arthur finally sat down.

“You’ve done well, mother,” Said George.
“As always of course…” chimed in his other half. She smiled at her boys, brushing of what they tried their hardest to make flattery.
“How’s James been doing?” She asked. “I haven't seen him all week. Still crying a lot?” She questioned.
“Yes.” Ginny said. “All night too.” She said looking over at her boy who was staring gleefully at everyone.
“Well Ginny, he gets that from you, you know?” She said. “When you were little you cried all night through and through. I used to get up and hold you for hours until you were asleep.”
“Funny. Its usually me who gets up for James since my significant other claims to be asleep.” She said shooting Harry a playful glare.
“That a boy Harry. The more sleep the better.” Mr. Weasley added.
“Daaadd.” Ginny said.
“Oh I’m just kidding, dear.” Harry shook Ginny’s shoulder getting a smile out of her and kissing her on the cheek.

“So, Ron, Hermione any exciting stories from work?” Mr. Weasley asked. "Hermione, you always have some interesting ones." He said, always involoved in what others had to say. Hermione dropped her fork nervously and looked over at Ron. Ron finished chewing and exchanged another questionable look at Hermione. She nodded slightly.
“Nope. Not really.” He said to get his father’s question out of the way.
“But…”Hermione said staring down at her lap. Mrs.Weasley was now looking from Ron’s slightly pink-tinted face to Hermiones’ suppressed smile.
“I asked her to marry me.” Ron blurted out with the utmost confidence. Hermione let her grin run wild as Ron put his arm around her and pulled her close.
“Oh, Ronald! My little boy!” She said.
“Aww, mom…” He said bashfully.
“Well its about time! You kept this poor girl waiting!” She said leaving Ron in shock.
“Congratulations, Hermione.” Mr.Weasley said. James was now swinging his arms around in all the excitement, letting out a “yayyy” here and there. Ginny grabbed Harry’s hand tightly. Her love for him, and child, and their family was something she could not explain, but feel, and show. And this, this moment right here was one of the best ways to show it.
Hermione finally caught a glance with Harry. Harry smiled at his two best friends and how happy they made each other. Harry nodded at her and winked. It wasn’t a nod of approval, but more a nod of closure. Closure from all the loose ends that needed tying up, families that were meant to be created, feuds that had to be dealt with. Everything had finally end up the way that it should have, peacefully. Everything finally Started Over.


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Wow! thats amasing!! espicially as it is your 1st fanfic!!!!!
You should get it published!
If you ever do publish it i would definetely buy it!!!!
its really romantic. I am a big fan of the G/HP and R/HG relationships!!
I wish i could write like that!

Hey padfoot101! Thanks for commenting thats really sweet! I would just like to let you know, that comments are supposed to be left in the feedback section. it says Starting Over feedback, just like this one and thats where all the fans leave there comments. It doesnt mattter to much now that the fiction is ending, but for furture reference on the site, writers and the mods usually prefer it in the feedback section. Thanks!!