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Ye Old Disclaimer: Harry
Potter and associated milieu, characters, and situations are owned by J.K.
Rowling and her licensees. This is a work of fan fiction, produced solely for
enjoyment. No infringement of rights is intended. J.K. Rowling owns it all, I am
just playing with the Story. No profit is being made by me in any way shape or
form.

Other Notes:

I have Beta�ed this story to the best of my limited
ability.�

Still looking for Betas for this story, though my Beta�s who
are helping with the Marauders Vanguard and the Master of Assassins have taught
me a few things, which I will use to fix things up, I hope.

Chapter Notes: Contains Lemons.

Chapter
2

Hermione and Ginny made their plans in the quite of
Ginny�s bedroom or in moments when both found themselves alone. Ginny had her
mind set that she just needed time alone with Harry and she reasoned if she
could get that time with just him, she was sure she could convince him of the
error of his thinking. However, this came with complications. Mr. and Ms
Weasley where adamant that Ginny stay in the house where she was safe. Once
Harry had left they set every protection around the house they could and were
once again sleeping in shifts. Since the Trials started prowlers in the night,
none of which they manage to catch, cease to be a problem and things eased up a
little, however not where Ginny was concerned. No matter how much either
Hermione or Ginny tired nothing either of them said mattered, they were not
going to let her out of their sights. Fred�s death was still fresh in their
minds and they were scared of losing her since she was underage. Hermione knew
from catching various bits of their conversations that they were concerned for
what they were going to do once she turned of age, which was fastly coming.�

In the end it was Ron who managed to convince his
parents to let Ginny go and see Harry. He reasoned that it would be good for
both of them to spend a little time together, supervised of course. He told
them that Grimmauld place was probably more secure than the Ministry and there
was no reason to believe that she would come to harm there. Harry would have by
now reinforced the wards. If they where worried about Ginny�s Virtue, they
should rest assured that Hermione would be the perfect chaperon, and himself of
course.� Hermione was impressed and
gratified when he argued his case on behalf of his sister.� A case that he had often been on the other
side of.� He also mentioned that it
would most likely help Ginny too, since it was his absence that was the reason
for her obsession with him. So it was decided to allow Ginny to visit for a
day.�

When they arrived by floo to Grimmauld place Ron
turned to Hermione. �Meet me at the Leaky Cauldron.� As he turned to take a
pinch of floo when Ginny spoke to him, her voice cracking with emotion.

�Ron�what�.�

With his back turned to her he replied, �Sorry sis,
I ah, got things to do you know?� With that he stepped into the fire and was
gone. She turned her eyes to look at Hermione. �Common Gin, lets see where
Harry is.�

They walked from the kitchen into the main room
where they heard Harry screaming. Pulling wands they and ran to the source of
the noise which was one of the bedrooms upstairs. Throwing open the door they
found themselves stunned by what they saw.

Harry was dressed in only his jeans, and nothing
else. Swirling around the room were objects the acted like bludgers but moved
like a snitch. Each ball had a face like a death eater mask stamped in front of
it and each were doing their best to hit him. Harry had transfigured the room
in to some kind of twisted landscape that offered little cover and was uneven.
He leaped from one place to another dodging them with ridiculous ease of
someone who has been doing this for a while. However, what caught their
attention more was the persistence of the bludgers attacking him, they where
merciless as they formed patterns, broke them, and did unexpected things to get
at him. With twenty of them barreling around the room it was impressive to see
that few hit him.

Harry for his part was not just dodging but
attacking them. His wand moved fast and spells shot toward their targets with
deadly accuracy. The bludgers would take the spells but recover after a few
moments and began attacking again.� It
was the most grueling thing either of them had ever seen. Hermione was reminded
of the battle at Hogwarts.� At that
moment to prove her assumption right, explosions, though muted, rang out from
time to time, though only when the bludgers hit particular areas in their efforts
to rebound and come back at him.�

They watched stunned while Harry cast every
offensive and defensive spell he could think of to protect himself and bring
down the bludgers. His body was covered in sweat; the light shifted depending
on where he was moving seemed to through his scars in stunning relief. Even
well healed his body looked like it had been through the ringer.� Both girls also noticed the shape his body
was in. Harry looked like he was chiseled from stone. Muscled, toned, and
powerful, like a lion pounding toward his prey. They watched transfixed as
Harry screamed curses, hexes, jinx, and spells while performing them silently
at other times and continued, unaware of their presents in his mock fight.�

Both of them where broken out of their astonishment
when one of the bludgers got through his defensives and struck him in the back.
The hit sent him flying across the room as if he was a ragdoll being hit by
several more times while in flight. It was so brutal both screamed from the way
his body flopped around in the assault. It was then Harry knew he had and
audience. �Finite Corin Dues!� he shouted from his prone position when he heard
the screams. The bludgers stopped immediately and returned to various spots
around the room. Breathing heavily Harry rose up from where he landed and
looked at who was in the house.�

Hermione, though shocked by what she had just seen,
found herself extremely aroused. Harry, half naked, sweaty, and panting stood
before her and she felt herself almost orgasm by just looking at him. She felt
her legs weak and had to bite her lip to stop a moan of longing from escaping.
She chanced a look at Ginny and could see that his condition was not lost on
her either.�

�I ah�you know�I should go...� Hermione said before
she ran from the room heading for the floo and away from something she had no
business feeling.

Harry watched as Hermione fled. It was then that he
noticed that it was Ginny who was the second person. What the hell? He thought.�

His voice was horse from screaming in his workout,
he had been at it all most two hours. �Ginny, what�s going on?�

She went to take a step to him when he held up his
hand to stop her. �The room is trapped, don�t come in here.� He managed as he
threaded his way through the place to her. When he finally stood before her he
was still panting, sweat still covered his body and every muscle in it hurt
like hell. Looking down into her eyes he saw something he had almost forgotten
could exist when someone was looking at him, Fiery passion. Her breath was
coming in gasps as if it was she who had been working out. The fact she was
still wearing his Quidditch robes was not lost on him and he felt something he
had not felt for a long time, desire.

They stood there for only a moment looking into each
other�s eyes when she reached up to him and pulled him to her, forcefully.
Harry found he had no objection to this and threw himself on her. Both bodies
hit the ground and began thrashing, each trying their best to get as closes to
the other as they could. He could smell her sent, that flowery sent made his
pulse race faster than his workouts ever did, he felt his heart hammering in
his chest as he kissed her with a passion he had almost forgotten he had.� Ginny clutched him to her, his smell was
intoxicating. His powerful arms held her close to him was bliss beyond the
minds ability to understand. She never imagined he would feel so good and so
right when she thought of moments like this. Her voice was husky with her need
when she moaned to him, �Take me Harry, please�� Harry who�s face was buried in
her neck when she said this gathered his weak legs and lifted her in his arms,
carrying her to his bedroom.

The Master Bedroom had undergone significant
changes. It could have been easily mistaken for a single room in Gryffindor
tower; all evidence the room was ever owned by the Blacks was gone. Harry
carried her to the bed and gently lowered her to it while he climbed in with
her. He could not kiss her body enough, her neck, her face, her lips, her ears,
everything. Ginny similarly was doing everything she could to taste every inch
she could reach while holding him as close as possible. Harry�s robe fell from
her in their passion revealing her milky body, completely naked before him. He
felt a moan escape his throat and Ginny�s hands began to unbutton and unzip his
pants. Once they both where undressed they resumed their passionate embrace.
Harry could feel her hard nipples press against his chest; the feel of her
smooth body pressing so close to him was something from a fantasy. He felt her
legs come around him and clutch him to her.�
He reached down to guide himself to her wet opening.

Harry began slowly moving in and out of her, the
sensation began to build their combined pleasures. For Harry it was everything
he could do to not explode within his lover after only a few moments. For
Ginny, the pain was fading quickly and her pleasure was mounting. Harry picked
his pace up slowly, basing it entirely on her moans. When she screamed in her
own release and pleasure he felt her walls contract around him and he lost
himself in that wonderful moment of pure pleasure.

Nothing existed, No war, no dead friends, no trials,
nothing but his passion for this person under him. Panting harder than he ever
did in his workouts he felt himself slump on top of her, his world blacking out
slowly to the feel of her heartbeat in his chest, Her arms clutching his body,
and her voice panting in his ear.

Ginny woke first and spent that time watching Harry
sleep next to her. He was still in her and on her. She felt content for the
first time in years having Harry this way.�
She loved the way his body felt against her, the smells of their
lovemaking and the sound of his even breathing. She felt tears fall down her
face that was she finally was able to have him. She stroked his drenched hair,
and smiled lovingly as she watched him. It was incredible, he was so gentle and
understanding. She lost track of time thinking she could do this for the rest
of her life and miss nothing. She was still watching him when she saw his eyes
slowly come open and look at her. There, in his eyes, in that moment, was her
Harry but it did not stay there long. Seeing the change start to come to his
eyes she kissed him passionately clutching him to her unwilling to let him .
When the kiss broke his voice was closer to her Harry than it had been in ages.

�Hungry?�

She growled a bit before she replied in her husky
voice, �Ravenous.� He smiled just a bit at her double meaning before he began
to get up. For a moment she felt empty when he pulled out of her, but it
quickly faded when he took her hand and pulled her to his embrace. Once they
where dressed they made their way to the kitchen where Kreature had set the
table for two. She raised her eyebrow at him but he only chucked. �You going to
complain?� They sat not talking while they ate their meal, sitting side by side
with their feet entwined. It was during desert when Ginny found her voice to
talk to him.�

�Harry, what where you doing when Hermione and I got
here?�

She chanced a look at him and noticed Harry had
frozen. She regretted asking him now, his eyes had gone cold again. �Working
out.� She did not say anything to his response, but Harry sensed he would have
to give a better explanation. �I don�t sleep much anymore. Working out helps
some. I came up with it to get rid of excess energy and to tire myself out so I
can sleep. The nightmares usually are not as bad either when I do it. Its sort
of gotten�involved over the last month.� Harry sat silently for a moment before
he seemed to snap out of it. A little life crept back into his eyes when he
looked at her, �How did you manage to get away from the Burrow?�

�Ron.� Harry raises an eyebrow at that. Ron. For a
moment he wonders if Hermione put him under the impervious curse.

�I didn�t see him here with you two.�

�He left as soon as we got here. For which I am
rather glad, I doubt he would have enjoyed the show.� She started giggling and
he felt his heart lift.

�I wonder what he is thinking��

Ron waited for Hermione at one of the back tables of
the Leaky Cauldron. He had already booked a room for the night and ordered both
of them a drink hoping she would not be too long. Knowing his sister he did not
think it would take long for Hermione to get the idea. When she finally showed
up her face was flushed and her legs seemed wobbly. He rose to give her a hand
when she flopped down, grabbed the drink in front of her and downed it before
he could warn her it was Fire Whiskey.�
Her flush became deeper when the strong drink hit her stomach but she
seemed to be getting herself together quickly.�

�Surly she didn�t jump him that fast?� Ron asks her
jokingly.

Hermione went even redder at his comment. �No, when
I left they hadn�t yet hugged each other. I�it was just something she said
before I left is all.��

Ron chuckled before taking a sip of his Whiskey. �I
really don�t want to know to be honest.�

�Ron, are you sure your okay with this? Harry and
Ginny alone I mean.�

Ron took a deep breath while he gathered his
thoughts. �When, after the battle, Harry still strove to keep Ginny safe I
started thinking. He sacrificed his heart for the cause and was doing it again.
I could understand the way he felt, but the way he is doing it is not going to
do anyone any good. Not Ginny, and definitely not Harry. There are nights I
wonder if I will be able to protect you from what is out there because, like
Harry I am scared to death of the ones that got away. With you at my side
though its easier to deal with. Its time for Harry to let go of the past, its
time he started living in the present.�
I know she is safe with Harry; he won�t hurt her on purpose or let harm
come to her.� He needs to know though
its okay to love her, because if he keeps this up, she wont and he will be
alone. When I left that night, you know, back then, I knew I made a mistake.
It�s a mistake I don�t want Harry to make.�

Hermione said nothing further but leaned into his
body enjoyed the closeness. He was right. The war had changed everyone, but in
Ron she saw it was a good change.

�How much time do you think we should give them
before we go back?�

�I booked us rooms here for the night.� Hermione
raised her head to look him in the eyes questionably; she never expected this
from Ron. When he smiled that smile of his she felt her pulse race, �Besides,
Harry and Ginny are not the only ones who need some alone time�� she quickly
threw some coins on the table as he led her upstairs to their room.

As was their habit over the last few times they had
spent the night together they disrobed in the dark and climbed into bed. Ron
was always first but she did not mind.�
She cuddled up to him and felt his arm drape around her while she
brought her lips to his and quietly, tenderly kissed him. Ron�s chest was
broader than Harry�s though both where very muscular, just in different ways.
Ron though was very hairy. She ran her hands through his chest hair as she
normally did when they had lain together. He was like her own personal teddy
bear. Time to let go girl. Time to love
Ron the way he deserves.� Her breath
was getting harder to keep. The way his hands felt on her was incredible.� Slowly she lowered her hand past his waist
until she could feel his hardness in her hand.�
This was further than they had gone before and he gasped at her touch.

�Hermione, we don�t have too�� she looked up to see
him looking at her, his face understanding in the darkness of the room. She
kissed him tenderly again, �I know, I want to. I love you Ron.� She felt his
large hand stroke the side of her face and she leaned into his touch letting
out a soft moan. �I love you too Hermione. If you�re not ready, I can wait. I
don�t mind waiting for you.��

She closed her eyes. For once she did not see Harry
in her mind but Ron. That is how it�s
supposed to be. She moved to straddle him and could feel him beneath
her.� Slowly she rocked back and forth
coating him in her juices before reaching down and holding him steady as she
slowly lowered herself on him. Her mind exploded with the feelings of him inside
her, filling her so. He felt so right
inside her. She opened her eyes only a bit to look down at her lover. Ron�s
face was perfect this way. Passion darkened his eyes; she could hear him
moaning at his feeling of being in her. His hands on her hips sent pulses of
pleasure through her making her twitch on him. Slowly she grinds her hips
around him and enjoys the pure pleasure that plays across his face.�

She feels his hands slide up her sides, it makes her
back arch.� When his hands rise up and
hold her breasts in his palms she feels her climax claim her.� Her entire body shutters and she clutches
his manhood deep inside her as the feeling burns her every nerves. Once she
starts coming down she realizes her nails where digging into his chest.� Her throat feels raw for some reason and she
cant get control of her breathing. She looks back down at Ron�s face. If it was
possible his face looks even hungrier for her. Her moan comes from deep inside
her at how he is looking at her. She starts grinding on him again and feels him
pull back and thrust into her. Her eyes widen as she throws her head back and
screams her pleasure to the rafters. Each thrust is rewarded with her screams
of pleasure.�

She can feel her breasts bouncing from the impacts,
Ron�s hands holding them; squeezing and flicking her harden nipples as she
rides him. She tries not to take her eyes off his, he does not stop looking
into hers. Her ears are full of the wet smacks of their bodies colliding with
each other, Ron�s grunts and moans and her screams. When her next orgasm claims
her she falls forward screaming into his chest her whole body shaking
uncontrollably. She had only just started coming down when she felt him thrust
deep inside her and swell. Her eyes open wide at that feeling and she screams
and bites into him as she cums again. Unable to stop shaking or move she allows
her mind to drift into a dreamless sleep, lying on her lover with him still
inside her, Harry no longer in her mind.

xxxxxx

Harry and Ginny spent the entire night and the next
morning seemingly joined at the hip. She never let him out of her sight for
more than a moment, which Harry found much to his liking. It was getting late
on the following day when he decided he should take her home. He chose to take
her by sidelong apparition. Well, it was her choice since she had never done it
before and she wanted to know what the feel of it was like since she was due to
take the test later in the year.�

When they appeared at the edges of the Burrow she
was clutching his arm for dear life and looking a bit green.�

�I don�t think I like that very much.� She muttered
while they made their way toward the house. Harry laughed and stated, �It takes
some getting use to. I felt the same way when Dumbledore took me along the first
time. I remember thinking I would always prefer Brooms.� Before they reached
the door Harry heard someone yell out a spell.�
Ginny screamed in surprise. Acting quickly he drew his wand, summoned a
shield charm while throwing a blasting hex at where the other spell had come
from, his shield took the impact while his hex hit the ground in front of their
assailant throwing dirt and sand in their faces. He apparated, holding Ginny�s
arm to the top of the hill overlooking the Burrow.

�What the hell are you doing Harry?� she was still
green, and panting from the shock of what just happened. �You almost killed
Mum!�

�O Shite!�
Was that who that was?�� Harry�s
eyes where scanning the area where the attack took place, sure enough there
stood a very surprised, confused, and angry Ms Weasley.� �Bullox, I thought we where under
attack.� I didn�t hit her did I?�

Ginny knelt down with Harry looking down at the
Burrow, �No, I don�t think so but I doubt that�s going to matter much to her
once we get back down there.� She looked up at him with worry and a bit of
wonder in her eyes, �That was fast Harry, I barely had time to pull my wand and
you had fired off three spells.��

Some of the shock left his face while he watched Ms
Weasley storm into the house. �It�s the workouts. I have been doing them for
the last month increasing speed and difficulty every session. Its another
reason I have been doing them. I noticed it sharpened my skills. Shite, she
looked pissed. What is the likely hood of me getting out of here with my arse
intact?�

Ginny started laughing, �Come on Harry, once we
explain things she will calm down. Do you mind if we walk down though? I have
had enough of apparition and it will give her time to calm down. We are clearly
visible if she looks out the window.�

Harry nodded and they began to make their way down
toward the Burrow. It took almost twenty minutes to reach the wall and neither
said anything, just held each others hand. As they came closer to the house
they could hear George laughing in the kitchen.

�You attacked Harry?�

�I did not attack him George! I was casting a
revealing spell to make sure they where who they looked like. How was I suppose
the know he would come off like a cannon!�

George continued to howl in amusement when Harry
heard Mr. Weasley speak, �There are better ways to check on someone�s identity
Molly.�� It was clear he was trying to
suppress his own laughter.

It was at this moment Ginny walked in the through
the kitchen door trying to bring in very reluctant Harry. George took one look
at him and howled even louder.� Harry
for his part had kept his wand out in front of him, lowered of course eyeing Ms
Weasley. Ginny placed herself in front of Harry, so close he could feel her bum
pressing against him until Ms Weasley spoke. �For heavens sake I am not going
to hurt you. You just surprised me. You need to be more careful from now on
though Harry, you almost gave me heart failure.� She smiled a bit as she looked
at him.��

�Sorry ma�am.� Ginny moved a bit once she realized
everything was going to be okay and they sat down at the table, very close to
each other. This did not go unnoticed by either of her parents who shared a
look before they too sat down. It was only an hour later when Ron and Hermione
walked through the door.� I see�good for you Hermione.� Dinner had just been laid out and Harry
noticed that Ms Weasley did not cast a revealing charm to check their
identities. A Gnawing suspicion began in the pit of his stomach.� Once dinner was done, Harry thanked the
Weasleys before he stood up to leave. Ginny followed him to just out of the
door when he turned to her.

�I love you.��
He said to her before he made to leave.

�I love you too Harry. Can�t you just stay here the
night? I don�t want to be away from you.�

�No, I think your mother knows and I am not looking
forward to being asleep and have her come at me. Besides, you are in danger
with me here.�

�You wont be able to run from me forever Harry. I am
not going to let you push me away saying it�s for my safety. I want to be with
you. Can�t you see that?�

�I want to be with you too Ginny, but its not safe
right now. You also have another year at school to consider. Your much safer
with your family than you are with me.�

�NO. No Harry you don�t get to do this. Do you think
you are the only one who suffered? We all have, the only thing that keeps me
going is thinking of you. Yesterday was something I have always wanted, it was
perfect and you are not going to ruin it with telling me that its too dangerous
for us to be together!�

�I can�t stay Ginny.� Harry looked up to see Ms.
Weasley watching him out of the corner of her eye. He bent down to give her a
chaste kiss on the cheek and whispered, �I will be around in a few days. But I
have to be around for the trials, that way they will think I am in London.
Besides, Kinsley is waiting on a report I haven�t finished yet.�

Before she can grab him he moves and apparated away.

xxxxxx

Harry spent a month in the Wizengamot participating
in the various trials of suspected Death Eaters and supporters of Voldemort. A
fact that, as Harry guessed, did not go unnoticed by the Wizarding community.
He was constantly featured in the Prophet for one thing or another even though
the court room was closed to the press. News spread quickly over just about all
details of his time there. It was front page news when Kinsley offered him a
position with the Auror department, more so when Harry accepted the honor.
Harry found he was often consulted in the Wizengamot itself, he did after all
have a sizable block of the House seats. Subjects varied but he was given the
respect and attention of a much older wizard. Reporters missed none of it
reporting that The Chosen One was older than he appeared, had a commanding
presence that made the good feel secure, and the wicked shiver. Harry for his
part never gave an interview of his exploits during his time on the run no
matter how creative the reporters where in trying to get tidbits from him. He
was here in the Ministry for his own reasons, the trials and work.

The trials themselves did have a court reporter,
though she did not report to the Prophet as an employee she did. Under Minister
Kinsley�s direction they reported results of the trials with some of the
evidence for the world to know and nothing else. Most of the trials where of
people who supported Voldemort, people Harry did not know.� However, on this day there was a trial of
someone Harry did know. Draco Malfoy. The Malfoy Trials was one of the reasons
he was here. Harry listened to the evidence against Draco being paraded out,
even listened to his defense. It was fairly damming. Draco for his part looked
horrid but stood proud. Must have been how he was trained Harry thought. It
must have been a shock to know that his family name meant nothing now.�

Once the evidence was given but before they made
their judgment Harry rose from his seat and waited to be noticed. He almost
smiled. He never had a hard time getting noticed, it did not take long for them
to see him waiting. All conversation died and he felt every eye in the room
looking at him. Including Draco�s. It was time to settle a dept he owed.

�Wizard and Witches of the Wizengamot. I wish to add
testimony to these preceding I feel is relevant, and if I may, I have a request
of this court in the manor of Draco Malfoy.� Harry�s voice was commanding when
he spoke. He waited.

After a few moments of consulting, the presiding
judge announced. �The court will hear what you have to give as testimony Mr.
Potter. You may also speak your request.�

Harry bowed before the court in acknowledgment.� Once he rose he walked down the center where
Draco was chained to the chair and began to speak.

�I would like to start with the Charges of assisting
in the Death of Albus Dumbledore. I feel it is important to know that yes,
Draco Malfoy did bring known Death Eaters into Hogwarts with the intent to kill
Professor Dumbledore. I would like to draw attention however to something I
personally witnessed at the top of the tower. Draco disarmed Dumbledore with
the intent of killing him because that is what Riddle set him to do. We all
know that failure was something he could not do without being killed himself,
nor without the death of his family. Yet at the moment when he could have done
it he hesitated. Dumbledore spoke with him, telling Draco he could offer Draco
a way out. He could save him and his family so that Riddle could not find them.
Just before the other Death Eaters arrived, I personally witnessed Draco lower
his wand. He made a choice, at that moment, to come to our side. I give no
witness to the effect he is not guilty of allowing Death Eaters into Hogwarts
school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I give witness to the effect that had the
Death Eaters not chosen that moment to enter the fray, Draco would have come to
our side. It can be argued that Draco only suffered from a moment of weakness
to his current side but I also offer witness to another event. One that I
believe was instrumental to the war and our side.

I now draw your attention to another event where
Draco showed his unwillingness to commit to Riddles desires. This event was
when, Miss Hermione Granger, Mr. Roland Weasley, and myself where captured by a
gang of snatchers and taken to Malfoy Manor where Riddle had set up his base of
operations.

With Little regard to themselves, Mr. Weasley and Ms
Granger chose to not disguise themselves, but me. The disguise was thin but
effective when we found ourselves presented to the Malfoys. Ms. Granger and Mr.
Weasley where easily identified by Mr. And Ms. Malfoy from a few run ins we had
with them over the years. This was the unhappy clue as to my identity. However,
they could not be sure it was me so they called in Draco to identify me for
sure. It is at this point I witnessed Draco make another choice. He would NOT
commit to identifying me without a shadow of a doubt. Nor did he flat give up
Mr. Weasley or Ms Granger. Considering the position he was in, and knowing his
hatred for all three of us, he made the choice to allow doubt to play when I
KNEW he recognized us.�

Harry paused a moment to gauge how his words had
been received so far. The looks of surprise were written all over the court�s
faces, none the more so than Draco�s himself. He looked like he could not
believe that Harry of all people was here defending him. He spent almost a week
thinking of what he was going to say here. Hopefully it was as well received as
he was hoping. Otherwise his request was going to fall on deaf ears.

�Now, wizards and witches of the Wizengamot, I state
my request. With this witness in mind I ask for leniency in the case of Draco
Malfoy. Though he willingly joined Riddles side in the war, I believe he
regretted that choice and did what he did only to protect his family, which was
getting harder to do as the war came to a close. I do not believe he should not
be punished for his crimes, only that he should be acknowledged for his
attempts to rectify his choices with ones by helping me, and in turn all of us,
in the end.�

Having said his piece Harry returned to his seat and
watched as the stunned courtroom began slowly but loudly debating what he has
said in his enemies defense.

xxxxx

Standing on top of the Astronomy tower of Hogwarts
school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Harry contemplated his mad plan. He�s more a
legend now than ever in his short life. The sun was only about an hour away and
the sky line had already started to lighten. The wind buffeted his cloak and
unkempt hair. For the last seven years he was a marked man, hunted, hated,
cursed, with all who came close to him walking the razors edge between life and
death. Defeating Riddle did little to quell the sense of doom that had followed
him all of his life to this point. He had come here, as he did every once and a
while to clear his head and think.

Ron had taken up with George at the joke shop. He
and George decided to not rename Weasleys Wizard Wheezes and work the shop
together. Both seemed to be doing pretty well though the pain had yet to leave
the family. Hermione had begun work at the Ministry, he saw her there the other
day. Regulation and control of magical creatures he thought by the look of her
robes. Still campaigning for elf rights, though she had branched into Goblin
rights too trying to bridge the gap between wizards and goblins, despite what
that little bastard Griphook did.� She
seemed to really be enjoying her work.�
It was all temp though, Harry knew they planed on coming back here at
the start of term.� Everyone was getting
on with his or her lives now.� Everyone
seemed so happy. Everyone but him.

After the battle of Hogwarts he found himself
approached by Kinsley and was offered a post with the Ministry. Harry told him
it came with conditions. Because of that, the Ministry has seen a great deal of
reshuffling of their personnel, a lot of people ended up losing their jobs. It
was a common policy that anyone who had a problem with Harry, found themselves
unemployed. The only down side was that Kinsley asked a great deal from Harry.
Hence the two Aurors behind him now.�

Harry took a moment to look over his shoulder. Rai
Kain Thernali was all right.� It made
Harry a bit nervous sometimes to be in charge of someone twice his age. So far
though they got along fine. The other was a witch named Lisa Hane. Both where
solid Aurors, it was almost as good as having Ron and Hermione with him, but
not quite.

They had been on assignment together for the last
week now working with Arthur Weasleys department. With the news of the
horcruxes being the source of Riddles immortality it was feared another up and
coming dark wizard might try the same. Now instead of hunting them, they hunted
other dark art magic�s as well trying to destroy all evidence of how to make or
use them. There was no longer a ban on Dark Objects per se, they were actively
hunted and destroyed. Harry�s team was the best so far at it. His Aurors were
ecstatic to find themselves working with him, and it did not take long for
Harry to distinguish himself in his own right.�
He gave Hermione most of the credit for the work they did against
Riddle, but the Aurors who worked with Harry found out quick he was no slouch
on his own without her. The only problem was that some of the Aurors he worked
with asked for transfers later.

After everything he had gone through he understood
something about Moody no one else did. He was often considered to be as jumpy,
and as quick to fire a hex as breathe. A lot of them did not want to work with
him. Though his scar never hurt anymore he still suffered from nightmares, just
not about Riddle. Waking from them he sometimes went off. Ria and Lisa when
they where on assignment kept it all quite. He found himself constantly in the
Prophet, always front page, but he never read it anymore.� If it were relevant, his Aurors would tell
him.�

�Sir. We should be going. The Minister will be
waiting for our report.�� Rai said to
Harry effectively killing his thoughts and bring him back to reality.� It still felt weird having wizards of his
age call him Sir.�

�Lets go then.�

Between his new work as an Auror, Auror Training
which he was tying to play catch up on, trying to find a way to safely have
Ginny in his life he was pretty busy. He still tried to find time to spend a
bit with Teddy, his god son. Harry found himself thinking more and more about
Ginny. He was still living in Grimmauld Place but the big house rang hollow
with only him there.� He had a day off
coming up in a few days, it was probably safe enough to visit for a day.

When Harry apparated to the Burrow he checked the
area to make sure it was safe, check the wards over the house before he knocked
on the door.�

Ginny came running up to the door and threw it open
jumping on him almost immediately. He started to laugh almost at once when she
began kissing every inch of him she could reach.�

�Ginny!� It�s
only been a few days!��

�Don�t care. Miss you.� And she went right on back
to her assault on him, which only made him laugh even more. It took several
minutes before she would calm down to accept the box of sweets he had brought
her and the roses. He knew it was clich� but this was all still pretty new to
him. Ginny for her part did not laugh at his attempts but began attacked him
again.

�Where�s everyone else?� Harry asked once they had
settled on the couch in the living room.�

�Mum had to go shopping, everyone else is at work.�

�So, you�re telling me we have the house all to
ourselves?� Ginny looked up at Harry�s eyes. He saw her flush with what she saw
there. Before he had left the Burrow to hunt Riddle he had for the first time
entered Ginny�s room. It was forbidden and exotic to him because of the taboo.
With the house all to themselves this would be a perfect opportunity. Looking
into her eyes he found himself blushing with the hunger and passion in there.
Slowly rising he extended his hand to her and once she took it they walked up
the stairs never saying anything. It was the first time Harry took the lead
with this part of their lives.

Once they were standing in front of her room he
opened the door.� When she walked past
him he could not miss the way she swung her hips at him suggestively. It made
him growl with need. After he entered himself, he placed a silencing charm on
the door and made sure to lock it with every spell he knew of. When he turned
around Ginny was looking at him with amusement in her eyes. �Worried much?�

�Cant be too careful, I have seen your mum duel, I
don�t fancy my odds if she should find me deflowering her daughter in her
bedroom.�

�Why Mr. Potter, one could think you had less than
pure motives for being here today.�

Barley able to keep his own mirth from spilling over
as he walked up to her he, �My intentions are for you to scream until you are
horse.�

When he grabbed Ginny about the waist and pulled her
to him he heard her mumble, �God I hope so��

Harry leaned forward but instead of kissing her
fiercely as he had the previous two times, he barley touched her lips with his
own. He felt her come forward only a bit.�
He made her squeal when he lifted her up and laid her on the bed gently.
Taking his time he began to unbutton her blouse letting the backs of his
fingers tail along her flesh all the way down. He heard her breathing becoming
faster as he reached the last one, just above her jeans. He could feel Ginny�s
eyes looking at him while he worked the buttons and zipper. Once he managed to
loosen them he reached to the sides and slid them off her body slowly. When he
looked up at her face he noticed that she was biting her lower lip but her eyes
where still full of her passion. He understood how she felt, they never really
had gone very slow the prior times, but in her room, in this secret place he
wanted to take his time. Looking back down he let his eyes travel along her
finally toned legs.� Quidditch had done
excellent things for her legs.� Her skin
was silky smooth and so soft.� Lowering
his head he began running kisses along those legs.�

She jumped a bit due to how sensitive she was.
Looking up toward his goal he noticed that she was wearing plain white cotton
knickers, slowly sliding his hands along her legs he grabbed each side of them
and began to tug them down. Ginny raised her hips allowing him an easier time
of it. The sound of her breathing in anticipation was counterpoint by his own
pants. It was all very erotic and he was hard just thinking of what he wanted
to do. Once he had them removed, he laid himself between her legs and began
placing kisses along her inner thighs. He could smell her arousal and it only
heightened his own. He looked up to look at her eyes. They where pleading,
hungry, and filled with lust from what he was doing.�

�Ah, Gin.�
I�have never done�this before. Tell me what feels good�� He watched her eyes until she nodded still
biting her lip. Licking his own lips he lowered his face placing a soft kiss
just above her split. Her skin, sensitive from having shaved, sent a pulse
through her that made her hips buck and a moan escape from her. Thinking that
as encouraging he licked his lips again before laying a kiss directly on her
lower lips. Her moan was louder this time, which grew to a growl as he slid his
tongue out and penetrated her just a bit, up and slowly down.

Some of the boys had talked about this back in his
sixth year. Seamus had bragged quite a bit about having done this a few times
and though Harry did not really believed him at the time, he could definitely
see the appeal. Ginny�s face was scrunched and sweat beaded on her brow. Her
eyes where shut tight and he could feel her legs shaking on either side of his
head.�

Deciding to elevate her pleasure he played with her
lips with his tongue until he flicked a small bundle just above her opening.
When her whole body jerked he had an idea that this was something she liked. He
lowered his mouth and took that little bundle in. Applying a bit of suction he
flicked his tongue over fast and quick. Ginny had raised her knees so that
Harry�s face was frame in her shaking legs. Her chest was practically heaving
with her efforts to draw breath with what he was doing to her. As her passion
built Harry felt her hands grasp his head entwining her fingers into his hair.
He felt her nails dig deep forcing his mouth closer, deeper than he was a
moment ago. He picked up the pace and finally understood why some of his dorm
mates called this eating out. Her taste was exotic, he loved it, something
about it made him want to keep licking and sucking on her trying to get all of
her juices inside his mouth where he could swallow it.� Her moaning was rising and while he growled
into her he felt her hands jerk on his head.�
Opening his eyes he looked up at her, watching her face while he
continued his ministrations. She was panting so much he was starting to worry
she might hyperventilate. Her partially clothed chest rising and falling
quickly.� She must be getting close.

Harry watched as she finally opened her eyes to look
at him. Her eyes where full of nothing but lust now, dark and heavily
lidded.� When she saw his head framed in
her legs with his mouth in her most intimate place her legs have a great jerk.
She slammed her head back a moment later with her release screaming out his
name as she came into his mouth.

With her release she practically flowed into his
mouth and Harry, not wanting to miss a drop, sucked and licked it all into his
mouth so he could swallow as much as possible.�
Due to his desire to drink as much of her essence as possible Ginny
never came down very far before she came again, and again. Harry tried to drink
as much as he could.� When he felt her
hands pull his head up he was surprised until he saw she was bending to him
holding him to her with her whole body shaking. It took him a moment to hear
her due to the blood thundering through him.�
�Stop, stop, sweet baby mauve I cant take much more of that��

She flopped back on the bed. Harry was very pleased
with himself in pleasing her. He crawled into bed with her holding her while
she came down from her release.

�Wow, Harry that was�wow.� Ginny then burst into a
fit of giggles that would have made Lavender proud. Harry smiled into her
shoulder when he saw her blush with her own embarrassment. �Glad you liked it.�

Ginny rolled over a bit so she could see him better
and looked into his eyes. She was blushing deeply. It went from her cheeks,
neck to just above her breasts. Blushes, Harry decided, were very erotic. �Did,
did you like it? I mean, its no good to me if you don�t like doing it��

Harry smiled at her and replied in a low voice, �O
yes. I do believe that is something I enjoy. I like it when you squirm on my
tongue.�

Ginny started laughing in embarrassment when she
noticed for the first time the tent in Harry�s trousers. �Um�Harry.� Are..do�would you like�me to�do the same for
you?� Her voice was very quite and her hand was very shaky when she reached
down to lightly stroke him through his pants. Her hand was timid and he barley
felt her. This is as new for her as it is
for me.�

Ginny, Harry knew, had a sordid reputation at
Hogwarts, one that was never voiced in front of Ron but Harry spent enough time
roaming about that he had heard a great deal more than he was not suppose to.
Harry knew that night on the tower that, despite how she talked and the rumors
to the contrary, she was a virgin. Judging by how she was acting now, he
imagined that all the sordid tales of her activities where simply not only
exaggeration, but out right lies. Until she had been with Harry he doubted
seriously that she had done more than snog. It made him care for her even more.
It was new for both of them. Of course none of that really mattered to him when
they first got together but it was really nice to know at this moment. He also
noticed that he was the only one she ever acted shy around. She used to be so
shy years ago she could not talk.� He
only just noticed that it was only him she was ever liked that with.

Harry reached over lightly and slowly ran his hand
down the side of her face.� He saw her
eyes flutter closed for just a moment and leaned in to give her a tender kiss.

�Actually I do believe I managed to do what I set to
do. Your mum will be home at anytime; we should make ourselves more presentable
and innocent before she gets here. But later�later I would like to take you up
on this.�

She looked at the watch on his arm and pouted.
�Alright. But seriously, later I�would like to try it. I haven�t done it before
but I would not minding trying��

Harry kissed her again.� �Deal.�

Harry watched as she gathered up all her cloths and
started to dress.� She gave him a saucy
smile when she was done, �Lunch?�

�I had just eaten actually but�sure.� Harry gave her
a grin that lowered her eyes and made her knees weak.

�Ooo, I will see you in the kitchen then�� Harry
chuckled as she walked away with wobbly legs.�

He felt great. He felt alive. This was what life was
supposed to be about. Looking around her room he finally found his other shoe
and started putting it on. He had a great job, dangerous but great. He was
making things safer for everyone. He had Ginny, which made it so much easier
than when he was on the run. Maybe
everyone was right, things would get better.

�Harry, Lunch is ready.��

�Okay, be there in a second.�� Grabbing up his wand he started down the
stairs.� Harry had another comment on
his lips when he rounded the corner to the kitchen but the flash of red caused
him to jerk instinctively to the side. The stunner hit the wall inches from his
face and shattered the wood paneling.

Harry tripped over his own feet and landed badly on
the couch, which caused it to flip over. He spun around to fire a blasting hex
when he saw that his attacker was Ginny.�
Stunned almost as much as if the spell had actually hit him he starred.
She had her wand pointed right at him and her face was screwed up in anger.

��Ginny what
the hell are you doing!� he shouted at her from behind the couch.�

�CRUCIO!� The spell hit him perfect and he screamed.
The pain was incredible.� As he lay
there under the spell and could not figure out what was worse, the spell or the
fact it was Ginny doing it. It sent every nerve in his body on fire. Harry
managed to look up at her and noticed through the pain her hand shaking and he
could see tears falling down her face while she tortured him.� Imperious.� Someone�s got past the wards.

Within a few moments she lift the curse and rained
down a series of hexes, curses, and jinx on him which he was able to block on
half haphazard basis. He felt several things break as he tried to defend
himself. Ribs, nose, and his leg notably. He managed to deflect some of the
more lethal spells but only a bit.�

She stood over him now. His nose was broken blood
was flowing from mouth and one of his ears. His eyes were glazed from the pain
she had inflicted on him. His left leg looked bent in a bad angle, not to
mention his breathing was getting difficult to maintain.� His eyes darted around looking for the tell
tales of a disillusioned personal. Someone had to be directing her.

She was just standing there, tears flowed down her
face. She was fighting it.�

�Fight it Ginny. You can do it. I know you can.�
Harry managed to spit out. Her wand lowered a bit shaking even more. Harry put
every bit of his emotions in to what he honestly believed was the last thing he
was ever going to say. �I love you.�

With an inhuman scream she fully blacked out and
collapsed.� �Stupid Bint! I�ll do it
meself!�� Harry finally focused on where
the voice was and cast a series of hexes where he believed his attacker was. He
was rewarded with a muffled omf as the first spell hit and a crash in the
kitchen. Harry crawled over where he could get a clean shot and saw a figure
standing up shaking his head. He pointed his wand and sent a variant of the
blasting hex right into the bastard�s chest. The spell painted him across the
kitchen and walls. Feeling lightheaded from pain he crawled over to Ginny. He
knew from his forth year that it took a great deal to throw off the curse.
Before he blacked out himself he reached over and placed his and in hers, it
was the last thing he saw.

When he finally woke he had no idea where he was.
Something soft was under him. He was lying on something soft. His body hurt,
not as bad as when Lockheart had made him regrow his bones.� Did he fall off his broom again? Where�s
Ginny? She was here a bit ago.

�GINNY!� He bolted up in bed looking around for his
wand. He remembered everything, the attack, all of it. He heard footsteps
running up. Looking around he noticed his robes were tattered. Throwing off the
covers he was happy to see he at least still had his pants on. Picking up his
glasses he put them on just as the door came flying open.� Picking up his wand he fired a stunner at
the open door before he even saw who was standing in the way. Ron threw himself
to the side as the stunner smashed into the far wall. Harry limped over to
where Ron was picking himself up but then threw him into the wall.

�Where is she? Is she okay? Where�s GINNY?� Harry
was shouting at Ron who was petrified and could not bring himself to speak.
Harry heard Ms Weasley who was standing not to far on the stairway, �We don�t
know Harry. What Happened? We came home and the downstairs looks like a
battlefield. Blood and bits of something all over, what happened?�

�We where attacked. Who ever it was put Ginny under
the Impervious curse and then had her attack me. She fought it off and I killed
the one who did it. Now what do you mean you don�t know where she is?�

He noticed that Ms. Weasley looked pale at his
words. �She was here until a few hours ago. We came up to check on you but her
bed was empty. She left a note saying she couldn�t live as a witch anymore and
that we should not try and find her�� Ms. Weasley could not finish her statement
for the look on Harry�s face. Wounded and limping he started down the stairs.
There were out bursts, people calling his name but only one person dared
touched him.

That person put his hand on his shoulder as he
entered the kitchen. Harry spun so quickly that it took him a moment to realize
that he had Ron by throat and backed into the wall with his wand in his chest.
Once he realized what he had done he backed away slowly. Ron was a pale as a
sheet when Harry finally managed to leave the Burrow and Apparate to the
ministry to start working on tracking her down.

For the first time ever Harry found himself trading
his status as the Chosen One for favors. It took him almost week to finally
track her down and a few days to set up the details to watch over her. The
trials were still going and he had other projects that forced him to not be
able to go after her himself for a while. She was living in a flat with other
woman, a muggle and she was safe. For now that was the most important thing.
She also called herself Beatrice Doe. Once he was sure she was safe, having
broke into her home and cast every protective charm he could manage, he decided
it was time to let her family know. By this time almost three weeks had passed.

He knew they where worried sick over what happened.
None of them could get anything on her location, not even Arthur who worked at
the Ministry. Since she was not using magic she was almost impossible to track
down. Harry however lived amongst muggles and was using his knowledge of both worlds.
He made himself presentable and apparated to the Burrow. He had not been back
since the day of the attack. He even ignored all owls sent from any of them.
He�d been to busy trying to find out about the assassination attempt and
keeping tab�s on Ginny. Taking a deep breath, he knocked on the door. It turned
out it was Ms. Weasley who answered. Her eyes where wide when she took him in,
Harry had not yet changed from his Auror Robes. The cut made him look like a
hit man from some of the older muggle movies Dudley liked.

�Harry tell me you found her��

He nodded his head. �She�s alive and I have people
watching her.� She howled and grabbed him crying into his chest while he
awkwardly patted her back. I must be some
kind of crying magnet or something.

After a moment she dragged him into the house and
sat him at the table. He explained that he found her; she was safe and working
it the muggle world as a waitress.� She
was doing well, healthy, and very protected. He had an Auror watching her
around the clock for the moment.�

�Harry, you have to take me to her, she needs to
come home. Its too dangerous for her to be out there by herself.�

While he agreed with her, Harry did not quite feel
that the Burrow was safe enough at the moment. It was getting close for his
risky plan to come into effect.

�Ms. Weasley, may I ask a favor of you?� She looked
confused but nodded. �I would like to try and convince her to come back by
myself first. If she wont, I will come back and get you. But I would like the
chance first.�

�Why?�

�Because I know what she is going through.�

After having his undying word to return and get her
if he could not bring her back she allowed him to leave.

When Harry arrived it was raining. He walked up to a
one of the buildings and pressed his back against the wall and waited. It did
not take long before a muggle walked up to him. If it was his contact they
would use the Patronus codes they set before the detail started. Harry was
still in his Auror robes and was very identifiable.

�Stag.�

�Vixen.�

�She�s in there Harry. Been there a while drinking
tea staring out the window.�

�Thanks Lisa. If we walk out together the details
over. See you at the office.�

�Good luck Harry.�

Harry nodded his head and made his way to the
caf�.�

She was wearing a modest muggle blouse and dress. As
he approached her from behind he drew out her wand. He reached over her
shoulder and placed it on the table in front of her. She jumped slightly when
his arm came into her view and her eyes grew wide when she noticed the wand.
Her voice was sad.

�You shouldn�t have come for me. You are better off
without me in your life.� You where
right, back in the day. Me in your life is going to get both of us killed. I
don�t want that to happen to you Harry.� Her body began shaking.

Harry knelt down and wrapped his arms around her.
�Its worth it to me to have you in my life. I am going to take the fight to
them. I want you with me. I love you Ginevera. I knew when you started
attacking me what had happened. I knew it was not you doing those things. I
allowed them to happen so I could find who had done it to you.�� His voice changed, harsh, almost brutal. �I
made him pay for what he did to you. Don�t let them do this to us. Don�t let them
win love.�

She leaned her head back against him. �I�m scared
Harry, I have never been impursed before. I couldn�t fight it. I don�t want to
lose you, but I don�t want to be the cause of your destruction. There are so
many out there that hate you and would use me against you. It�s not safe.�

�We can make it safe. I promise you. I love you, I
will do everything to make sure you never have to go through that again.� That is the main reason I am in the
Aurors.� Every one I bring in will be
one more that can�t hurt you. Come back love, your family is worried about you
living out here, they miss you. Besides, Hogwarts is going to start soon, and
we need to get our things.�

For the first time she turned to look at him.� �You�re going to return?�

He nodded his head.�
�I accepted a guard post there. It allows me to finish my training and
its great for the Ministry to have me there.�

She finally brought her eyes to his. When he grabbed
her hand she did not jump, it did not even register that he had slipped
something cold and metal onto her finger. Not until she looked down to see the
Engagement ring, the emerald was cut in to many facets.� It was beautiful, especially since emeralds
where her favorite stones, as tears began falling from her face she looked up at
Harry to see him on one knee before her.

�Ginevera Weasley, will you be my wife and share
your life with this miserable wreck of a man?�

Her eyes grew large as gallons looking down at the
ring he placed on her finger.� Harry
watched as they filled with tears, which began pouring down her face.� Harry was holding his breath waiting. His
whole body was shaking like a leaf while he waited. She finally brought her
eyes to look in his. He noticed that her lower lip was quivering.

�O, Harry�.� She threw her arms around him holding
him tight and cried into his shoulder unable to speak but nodding her head.

Authors Note:

Okay, first I would like to say this WAS my first fic I ever
wrote. I have gone over this fic several times now and tired to fix all the
terminology and such that was originally wrong with it as well as some of the
writing problems I seem to have had back then. I do not claim to have gotten
everything, but it does read a lot better than it use to.

Here you go, this story is apart of the Eight Shades
Universe and is considered to be the Second Shade. Currently my main focus is
on The Marauders Vanguard and the Master of Assassins but I will be posting
chapters and updating here as often as I can. Please feel free to read and
review as I enjoy the feedback.

Betas if you�re interested, send me a message because
currently I don�t have any yet for this story.

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