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Protecting Ginny	By : nvywf2005 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Ginny Views: 7950 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: I’m very, very, VERY sorry it took me so long to update this story. I’ve been focusing
more on writing Forbidden Fruit then anything else. Just like a lot of my stories, Protecting
Ginny has quite a bit written in a note book. It’s just finding time to sit down and type it all up
that I have problems with. I have a 7 month old little girl I take care of as well as a husband
:).

Thank you all for your patience. I’m hoping to update this story more this week. Also, thank
you everyone for your reviews, I’m glad people are liking this story so much!

Happy Holidays!

Chapter 6: A Weasley Wedding

            The rest of that week was very busy for everyone. Bill and Fleur still wanted to have their
wedding at the Burrow, despite all that had happened. The couple showed up the next morning to
start setting things up. Arthur and Molly filled them in on everything that had happened.

“So, ‘ut ‘verythin’ should ‘e good now, no?” Fleur asked.

“I’m sure it will be. Surely he wouldn’t try to kill Harry off twice in one week,” Bill answered.

“Yeah, I suppose he won’t,” Arthur agreed.

“It’s sure sweet of Harry, though. Offering to protect us if anything does happen,” Molly smiled.

“Aww, ‘ow sweet,” Fleur commented.

            While Bill, Fleur, Molly, and Arthur were in the living room chatting. Ron, Harry,
Hermione, and Ginny were up in the attic. Fred and George would be arriving the following day,
and then Saturday was the big event. Harry had noticed Ginny was trying to distance herself from
him a bit...ever since the incident with Malfoy and Snape. The night after it had all happened
they’d both slept in their own beds. While Ron and Hermione slept in the same one.

            Harry also noticed Ginny’s expressions change whenever their glances met. They almost
looked pained. Like it hurt her to look at him, but she was still a bit weepy whenever Ron and
Hermione started snogging. This re-filled Harry’s dwindling hope.

“Do you think they’ll still go on with the wedding?” Ron asked as they sat on the floor in the
attic. Hermione was across from him, Ginny next to her, and Harry was next to Ron.

“Of course they will,” Ginny snapped.

            “I hope they go through with it. They deserve to have their day after all that’s happened,”
Hermione said. Her gaze moving from Harry to Ginny and then back to Ron’s.

            Harry heard Ginny sigh. Everyone in the room could tell she was about to explode.

“Right, they get to be all happy while the rest...or well some of us don’t get to. I hate this stupid
war!” Ginny yelled before storming out of the room.

            “What got into her?” Ron asked. Harry and Hermione just looked at each other for a
second.

“Go after her, Harry,” Hermione instructed him.

            Harry got up and went to go find Ginny. He actually thought it would be better to let her
stew for a while, but if Hermione thought he should go after her. Then Harry figured she knew
girls a hell of a lot better then he did. Ginny hadn’t gone very far. Just out to the hallway. She
was facing one of the walls and had her head against it. Warm tears streaming down her cheeks.

            “Gin,” Harry said. Walking up to her and wrapping his arms around her. “What’s
wrong?”

“I’m just so sick of...everything. All the happiness, Ron, Hermione, Bill, and Phlegm. They get
to be all happy and care free in love. While we...” Ginny trailed off and sniffed. Harry turned her
around, lifted up her chin, and then kissed her.

“Don’t cry, Ginny. It’s ok, we can be happy too. Ron and Hermione’s relationship will be
stressed a lot too, and so will Bill and Fleur’s. Your brother is a member of the Order, which will
be fighting and stuff, too.”

“Yeah, but they don’t have to go up against him like you do, Harry.”

“I know, Gin...It’ll be ok though, I don’t think he knows we’re together again, but you know
what? I don’t care. If Voldemort tries going after you again. Then I’ll just protect you with every
inch of my being,” Harry kissed her again.

            “I’m scared, Harry. I just can’t help it,” Ginny whispered.

“I know, love. I’m scared too. I’m scared for everyone I love and care for. Especially you. It’s
why I’ve agreed to go back to Hogwarts,” Harry explained. Ginny looked into his green eyes.

“I love you Harry Potter,” she smiled.

“I love you too,” Harry replied. Pulling her closer, and hugging her close.

            “Do you want to go back in with Ron and Hermione?” Harry asked.

“Naw, I think I just want to go lay down for a little bit. You go on, though,” Ginny answered.

“Are you sure? I don’t mind going with you...or we could just stay here, even.”

“I’m sure. I think I just need to be alone for a bit,” Ginny assured Harry before kissing him one
last time and walking down the stairs.

            Harry went back into the Attic. Where he found Ron and Hermione snogging on the floor.
He coughed so they would stop.

“Sorry,” Ron muttered.

“Is Ginny ok?” Hermione asked.

“She will be, she’s just a bit jealous and scared,” Harry answered.

“What’s she got to be jealous of?” Ron asked.

“I don’t know,” Harry lied. Hermione understood what he had meant.

“I’ll talk to her tonight,” Hermione told Harry.

            At dinner Ginny looked a bit happier.

“I’m so ‘ervous,” Fleur said to all of them.

“Things will be fine,” Hermione assured the blonde.

            “‘Arry is so sweet ov ‘ou to protect us, it means ze world to me,” Fleur thanked Harry as
he sat there shoveling food into his mouth.

“It’s no problem. I don’t think there will be any problems though,” Harry commented.

            The rest of the night was relaxing. Everyone just sat around talking and playing board
games. While the adults chatted in the living room. At ten Molly came in and sent everyone to
bed.

“Off to bed, you lot! We’ve got loads of work ahead of us tomorrow. Fred and George will be
here around Noon. They’re closing their shop up early for the weekend.”

“Good night,” everyone said. Getting up from the table. Bill went up to Ron’s room and Fleur
followed him.

“‘ight, ‘Arry,” Fleur said sweetly.

“G’night,” he replied. Noticing the look Ginny shot him as Fleur disappeared. “What?”

“Nothing,” Ginny sighed.

Ron and Hermione went straight into Ginny’s room after getting changed into their pajamas.

            “Do you want me to sleep in your room with you?” Harry asked. Taking Ginny’s hands in
his.

“Doesn’t matter,” she replied. Harry could tell Ginny was still peeved over him and Fleur saying
good night to one another.

“Gin, don’t act like this. Fleur and I just said good night. That’s all. She’s just grateful for me
offering to protect their wedding. Not to mention she’s marrying your brother,” Harry said.
Kissing her quickly. “If you want to come crawl in bed with me later, do it. Just remember to
leave the door cracked like your mum asked us to.”

“Right,” Ginny replied.

            Harry went back to his room and changed into his pajamas. Pretty soon he heard Ginny
yelling at Ron.

“Ron, get out of here! Go sleep in your own room for a change!”

“Bill and Fleur are in my room, Ginny. The only place left is the attic or Harry’s room!” Ron shot
back.

“Then go in there! I don’t care just get out of my room!”

            “Just go, Ron. I’ll talk to Ginny and then I’ll come to Harry’s room in a bit,” Hermione
whispered into his ear. Ron kissed her and then left. He went to Fred and George’s old room.
Where Harry was staying while at the Burrow.

            Harry heard a knock on his door, and then Ron came in.

“She’s completely mental, I tell ya!” Ron started off on his rant. “ Just gets worse and worse
everyday!”

“She’s just...I don’t know...Jealous and struggling to cope with things,” Harry replied.

“Again, what the bloody Hell does she have to be jealous of?” Ron asked. Sitting on Harry’s bed.

            “You, Hermione, Bill, and Fleur. You all have the kind of relationship she wants with me,
but cant,” Harry answered.

“Well it’s not like our relationships are any safer then yours. We have just as much to be scared
of. Hermione and I ARE going to help you.”

“I know, Ron. But in the end it’s ME that has to kill Voldemort. Alone, o one can be with me at
that moment. He’ll kill any spares. Just like he did Cedric.”

“Whatever, she still shouldn’t be jealous.” Ron huffed.

“I know, but she is.” Harry replied.

            Meanwhile in Ginny’s room.

“Sorry, Hermione. I don’t know what’s going on with me. I’ve just been so jealous and scared
lately,” Ginny cried. Hermione got out of her bed and went over to Ginny’s. She sat down next to
the red-head and gave her a hug.

“I know, Ginny and it’s ok. Ron and I shouldn’t be acting like we are around you and Harry, I
suppose. But you have nothing to be jealous of, trust me.”

“That’s easy for you to say, Hermione. You and Ron can have that fearless relationship. You
don’t have to worry about him finding out, and doing some bizarre thing to you or killing you just
because you’re in love with Harry,” Ginny said, trying to keep her temper at bay.

            “Well no, we don’t have that exact conflict, but we do have quite a bit to be scared of as
well. We’re going to help Harry. Not to mention we’re his best mates and love him dearly.
Voldemort could go after us just as easy as he could you,” Hermione explained.

“I guess, I just don’t know what to do. All this happiness with the wedding and everything is
driving me crazy because I may never have that.”

“So then have it for as long as you can, Ginny. Make as many happy memories with Harry as you
can,” Hermione said. Trying to comfort her friend.

“I love him, Hermione. I always have,” Ginny said. Beginning to cry a little, again.

            Hermione looked up to see Harry and Ron standing in the doorway.

“He probably thinks I’ve gone off the deep end,” Ginny went on.

“I do not think you’ve gone off the deep end, Ginny,” Harry smiled softly. Walking into the room
and kneeling onto the floor in front of her. Ginny looked up, surprised to see him there.

“How long were you standing there?” Ginny asked in between sobs.

            “Come on Ron, let’s go to Harry’s room for a bit,” Hermione said. Dragging Ron out of
his sister’s room.

            “Not long,” Harry said. Answering Ginny’s previous question. Taking her hands in his
and kissing her knuckles. “It’s ok to be scared, Ginny. I’m scared too.”

“I know, I just hate the thought that all that we have could end so quickly,” Ginny cried.
Wrapping her arms around Harry’s neck, and burying her head down into the crook of his neck.
Harry wrapped his arms around Ginny’s waist. Knowing Ron and Hermione were probably
listening from the hall way, and for once he didn’t care.

            “I know, Gin. I know, I swear I’ll do my best to protect you, but I can’t promise the same
for myself,” Harry said.

“You’ll beat him, I know you will. You killed Snape. You can do it. I know you can. You have
to.”

“That deal with Snape was just luck, like always. If Moody hadn’t came in when he did. Who
knows what would have happened.” Harry said.

“No!” Ginny screamed. “You still would have killed him!”

            Harry sighed, “It’s not that simple, Ginny. We’ve been through this. This is all part of
what I was telling you the first night I got here. It’s not as simple as saying I can. Not with
Voldemort. He’ll use whoever and whatever he can to get to me,” Harry pushed Ginny back and
looked at her. Then he looked to the door. Apparently Ginny’s scream had woken up the entire
house up; because Arthur, Molly, Bill, Fleur, Ron, and Hermione were all standing there.

“That’s why I did what I did at D-Dumbledore’s funeral. That’s why I told you all I did the other
night.”

“I KNOW! You don’t have to keep telling me, Harry! I just-don’t want to talk about it anymore!”
Ginny yelled as she stood up and tried to make her way past Harry. She didn’t get very far before
Harry pulled her back to him.

“Don’t just walk away, Ginny. We need to discuss this. You need to not be so jealous and openly
scared all the time. I need to know what I can do and how to help you. I need to know if you still
want to be with me,” Harry said softly. Trying not to lose his temper.

            Mrs. Weasley stepped into the room a bit further. Deciding it was time to break the scene
up so people could get back to bed.

“Why don’t Harry and Ron go sleep in Fred and George’s room, and Hermione and Ginny you
two sleep in here. That will five everyone some time to calm down. You can finish this
conversation in the morning. Everyone really needs to get some sleep . Busy day ahead of us,”
she instructed.

            “Fine,” Harry muttered. He gave Ginny a peck on the cheek, and then went to his room.
Ron followed and everyone else went their separate ways. The next morning they were all woken
up at seven. Everyone got ready fairly quickly, and then went down to the kitchen for breakfast.
At the table, all four friends sat in their same spot. Bill and Fleur sat by each other and then
Molly and Arthur were at the ends of the table.

            Harry and Ginny didn’t say a word to each other. It was almost as if they were both afraid
to speak. Breakfast finished fairly fast, and Molly got them all busy setting up chairs and things
outside. It was looking very nice around Noon when Fred and George showed up.

            “Fred! George! Dears, how nice to see you,” Molly beamed. Hugging the twins. “Come
on, let’s go start making lunch. You two are looking a bit peaky.”

            Arthur ended up getting called into the Ministry to work on some things, so the only
people left outside working on things were Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny. Everything was
actually pretty much finished, so they all decided to go sit down on the grass for a while. Silence
washed over them again until Hermione finally said something to break it.

“Ok, this is ridiculous. We’re all acting pathetic!”

“I agree,” Ron nodded his head. Ginny and Harry just looked at each other.

“Mum says lunch is ready,” Fred called out to everyone. They all got up and walked back into the
house.

            The rest of the day was quiet. Everyone finished getting things ready, and the rehearsal
dinner was about an hour away. Harry put on a nice pair of grey slacks along with a white, button
up shirt. He wasn’t in the wedding. Either was Hermione, who decided to just wear a simple
white skirt and pink blouse. Since it was just a rehearsal, no one else wore their dress robes
either. Ron had on nice slacks and a shirt. He was an usher. Ginny had on a cute little green,
knee-length dress.

            Fred and George were the other two ushers and they wore the same as Ron. Fleur’s
younger sister, Gabriella was the other bridesmaid. The Delacour’s were there as well. Along
with the rest of the Weasley’s. Bill had chosen Charlie as his best man. Percy had decided to
come the next day.

            After they rehearsed everything, they sat down to eat a nice dinner.

“You look great, Gin,” Harry complimented her before sitting down. He hadn’t really seen her
much that night.

“Thanks,” Ginny replied. Blushing a tad as she looked up at him.

“Finally,” Ron breathed.

“Finally what, Ron?” Ginny asked.

            “Finally you two quit giving each other the silent treatment,” Hermione answered for her
boyfriend.

“He complimented me. I was just being polite,” Ginny stated. Harry just looked at her and
sighed.

“We still need to finish the conversation we were having last night. I’m not going to push it
though. You shouldn’t have do anything you don’t want to. I’ll love you no matter what you
decide or say.”

“Yeah Gin, Gin. He loves you!” Fred said.

“This is what you’ve been wanting for what, five years?” George laughed.

            “Oh, get off it you two,” Ginny snapped back.

“Calm down, Ginny. They were just joking,” Ron said as he heard Hermione let out a frustrated
sigh.

            Later that night Fred, George, Hermione, and Ron were sitting in the attic talking. Harry
and Ginny had both opted to go to bed. On the way to his room, Harry passed Ginny who was on
her way to her own room.

“Good night, Ginny. I l–”

“Don’t finish all that. Good night works fine for now,” Ginny stopped him. Harry grabbed her
arm, pulled her around, and then pressed her body up against the wall. Kissing her twice and ten
pulling back.

“I love you, Gin,” He said and then turned around and continued on to his room. Ginny went into
hers after she saw him shut the door.

“I love you too, that’s the problem. I just can’t stop,” Ginny said quietly as she climbed into her
bed.

            Up in the attic Ron, Hermione, Fred, and George were discussing Harry and Ginny’s
problems.

“He’s giving her all t he time she needs,” Hermione said. Ron had just said something about
Harry needing to give Ginny more time.

“I know, but it’s a tough decision she has to make.”

“...and it’s not for Harry?” Fred asked.

            “They both want to be together. That’s obvious, but Harry’s giving himself one hundred
percent. It’s Ginny who’s trying to pull back this time,” Hermione went on.

“They need to decide in or out and stick with it,” Ron shrugged.

“It’s not that simple when you’re dealing with feelings...not to mention hormones.”

“Especially when you have to watch other people act out their feelings,” Fred said.

“...and be around their hormones,” George added.

            “Harry and Ginny can snog just as much as we do if they’d just quit arguing all the time,”
Ron defended himself.

“We have been kissing a lot, Ron. Not that it’s a bad thing, but your sister feels that we’re
rubbing it in her face a bit...showing off. Even though we’re not doing it on purpose or anything,”
Hermione explained.

“Well tha’s rubbish!” Ron said and then got up to leave the attic.

“Ronald! Wait up, where are you going?” Hermione asked.

            “I’m going to go lock those two in a room until they get along or come to a decision that
won’t punish the rest of us,” Ron stated. Hermione got up and went to try and pull him back.

“No, you can’t do that. They need to make their decisions alone, and they need to take their time
on it. To make sure it’s the right one for them.”

            Ron put his hand around Hermione’s waist and kissed her.

“Oh, alright,” he whispered. Kissing her again. Pushing his tongue into her mouth. Fred and
George both groaned and then made a fake coughing noise to stop the now snogging couple.

“Point made Fred?” George asked.

“Point made, George,” Fred laughed.

“Oh shut it you two,” Ron blushed.

“We should probably all get to bed,” Hermione suggested.

“Well Fred and I are sleeping up here. Bill is in Ron’s room, and Fleur I think is with her parents
in the tent Dad set up for them outside,” George said.

“Are we sleeping in the same room tonight?” Ron asked Hermione.

“Ugh...I really want to, but unless I go to Harry’s room with you. I’m kind of nervous to because
of the way Ginny has been acting,” Hermione answered.

“At least Harry hasn’t been sour about everything,” Ron replied. “So is that what we’re doing?
You coming to sleep with me?”

“Sure,” Hermione smiled. Even though part of her felt she shouldn’t.

            Hermione knew Harry probably got a little sad too, just like Ginny, but she really missed
sleeping in the same bed as Ron. Harry would never tell them not to. He’d just turn the other way
and ignore them. Not that they’d do anything but kiss and sleep.

“I’ll get changed and then I’ll be in,” Hermione told Ron before going into Ginny’s room.

“Ok,” Ron replied. Going into what was his and Harry’s room that night.

            Ron found Harry still awake and starting out the window. He turned around to greet Ron
as he heard him come in.

“Hey.”

“You ok?” Ron asked.

“Yeah, just can’t sleep,” Harry replied.

“Oh, well...Hermione’s going to stay in here tonight if it’s ok with you,” Ron said hesitantly.

“That’s fine.”

            When Hermione walked into her’s and Ginny’s room. She found her friend sleeping and
quickly changed into her pajamas, before going to Ron and Harry’s room. She found Harry and
Ron sitting on their separate beds.

“I’m sure she’ll still want to be with you, mate,” Hermione heard Ron telling Harry.

“I hope so. If she doesn’t though, then that’s ok too. I don’t blame her,” Harry sighed. Looking
up at Hermione.

            “She will, Harry. Ginny’s been in love with you for quite some time and she was
heartbroken when you broke up with her. She just needs some time to think is all,” Hermione
said. Walking over to the bed Ron was sitting on, and crawling under the covers.

“Was she awake when you went to change?” Harry asked.

“No, she was fast asleep,” Hermione replied.

            “Why don’t you go crawl in bed with her? Worst that will happen is she’ll throw you
out,” Ron suggested.

“I don’t know. I was thinking about it, but maybe I should just give her some time to herself so
she can think and let her come to me. I don’t want to push her or anything,” Harry replied.

“That might be a smart thing to do Harry, but maybe she’s scared to come to you first because of
how she’s been feeling and acting these past few days,” Hermione said as Ron crawled into bed
with her and pulled her closer.

“Hermione, do you think I should go in there right now?” Harry asked.

“Why don’t you wait and see what happens tomorrow. If she doesn’t come to you then, go ahead
and do it tomorrow night.”

“Or if she looks lonely or something at the wedding, go talk to her and stuff,” Ron added.

“Or you could even be subtle about it. Ask her to dance or something,” Hermione yawned.

            Pretty soon both Ron and Hermione were asleep. Harry had drifted off to sleep as well.
His last thoughts were those hoping Ginny would come back to him, or at least start talking to
him more. He missed her friendship the most out of everything.

            Mrs. Weasley was up bright and early on Saturday morning. Cooking breakfast and
waking everyone else. Pushing them to get ready for the days events. Everyone went down to eat
in their pajamas. Fleur and her parents stayed in their tent since it’s bad luck for the groom and
bride to see each other on their wedding day.

“Nervous there, Bill?” Fred asked.

“Having second thoughts?” George chuckled as he took a bite of bacon.

“Not nervous, just hoping everything goes ok today,” Bill answered.

“It will,” Charlie assured him.

“Thanks.”

“And just think of all the fun you’ll have tonight! Marrying a part Veela and all,” Ron said and
then winced a bit as he felt Hermione smack him on the arm. Everyone except Molly and Ginny
started laughing at Ron’s comment.

            “All right everyone, let’s start getting ourselves ready for this. All your clothes are
hanging in the room you slept in last night. Except Hermione, dear. Yours is in Ginny and your
room,” Molly instructed them. Pretty soon everyone was up and lining up behind Bill for the
showered. Harry was in line right behind Ginny. With Ron and Hermione behind him. Charlie
had all ready showered at his place and just needed to change.

            After Ginny was finished. She walked out of the bathroom in the white robe she’d worn
to Harry’s room the first two nights he had been there. They both exchanged glances.

            When Harry got into the shower he could still smell Ginny’s shampoo and body wash. It
took all he had not to start crying. He hurried up his shower and left the bathroom in nothing but
a pair of black, jersey shorts. He went into his room and put on his black, dress robes. Placing his
wand in his inside pocket. He was just fixing his hair a bit when Ron walked in to finish getting
ready himself. After they were both dressed and ready. They went out to the back yard. Ginny
and Hermione got out there a few minutes later.

            Hermione was wearing a cream color, knee length dress, and had her hair up in a bun.
Ron walked up to her and kissed her.

“You look beautiful,” he complimented.

“Thanks,” Hermione smiled.

            Since Ginny was a bridesmaid. The had on a sleeveless, light pink, floor length dress. It
had a bit of a low neck line as well. Her hair was in a half pony-tail and super curly. Harry smiled
at her as she walked past him.

“You look fantastic,” he murmured

“Thanks,” Ginny mouthed. Going over to where Gabby was standing and taking a small bouquet
of flowers from her.

            At around noon, Harry and Hermione took a seat next to Arthur and Molly. Harry looked
back a few rows and saw Percy. Viktor Krum was also there with a date. Hermione looked back
at him and gave a polite smile.

            The weather couldn’t have been anymore perfect as the wedding procession began. It was
warm and sunny as Bill took his place in front of the minister. Charlie, Fred, George, and Ron
stood by him. Hermione and Ron kept smiling at each other. Finally the music changed, everyone
stood to their feet, and down walked Fleur in a beautiful white, three-quarter length sleeved,
wedding dress. It had beautiful designs on the bodice and a cathedral train.

            The ceremony went by quickly and soon it was time for the reception. Harry sat at the
table with all the Weasley’s. Except Bill, he and Fleur had their own, separate table. Fleur’s
parents had a table next to the Weasley’s. There were so many familiar faces there that day.
Alastor Moody who had asked Harry if he had his wand ready before the wedding started. To
which Harry answered, “always,”.

            Practically all the professors from Hogwarts, including Headmistress McGonagall, who
had said ‘hello’ to Harry before he took his seat. Hagrid, Lupin, Tonks, The current Minister of
Magic, as well as the old one, Fudge, and quite a few other Wizards Harry recognized.
Hermione’s parents were there too. They sat at the Weasley table, as well.

            For that one day and night. It seemed like everyone had forgotten about the war that was
going on. Including Harry at times. After the first dance, everyone ate cake, and then there was
more dancing. Ron and Hermione along with the rest of the Weasley table had gone out ot the
dance floor. The songs varied in genre and pace. When about the sixth slow song came on. Harry
stood up from his seat and put his arm out to Ginny.

All that time I was searching, nowhere to run to,

it started me thinking,

Wondering what I could make of my life, and who’d be waiting,

Asking all kinds of questions, to myself, but never finding the answers,

Crying at the top of my voice, and no one listening,

All this time, I still remember everything you said

There’s so much you promised, how could I ever forget.

“Would you please dance with me?” Harry asked. Feeling his hand start to shake from being so
nervous. Ginny stood up and let him lead her out to the dance floor. Ron and Hermione both
smiled at each other as Ginny put her arms around Harry’s neck and they began to dance around
in slow circles.

Listen, you know I love you, but I just cant take this,

You know I love you, but Im playing for keeps,

Although I need you, Im not gonna make this,

You know I want to, but Im in too deep.So listen, listen to me,

Ooh you must believe me,

I can feel your eyes go thru me,

But I don’t know why.

Over a few feet from Harry and Ginny. Arthur and Molly were watching their kids.

“Do you think they’ll be ok?” Molly asked.

“Only time will tell, Dear,” Arthur replied. They both knew what was in front of them. Their two
youngest children were both in love, and one of them was in love with the boy who had to either
kill or be killed by Lord Voldemort.

Ooh I know you’re going, but I cant believe

It’s the way that you’re leaving,

Its like we never knew each other at all, it may be my fault,

I gave you too many reasons, being alone, when I didn’t want to

I thought you’d always be there, I almost believed you,

All this time, I still remember everything you said, oh

There’s so much you promised, how could I ever forget.

Listen, you know I love you, but I just cant take this,

You know I love you, but Im playing for keeps,

Although I need you, Im not gonna make this,

You know I want to, but Im in too deep.

The song kept playing on as couples twirled their partners around the dance floor.

Harry just pulled Ginny closer to him. Kissing her neck every once in a while. They didn’t say a
word to each other the whole time.

So listen, listen to me,

I can feel your eyes go thru me

It seems Ive spent too long

Only thinking about myself - oh

Now I want to spend my life

Just caring bout somebody else.

Listen, you know I love you, but I just cant take this,

You know I love you, but Im playing for keeps,

Although I need you, Im not gonna make this,

You know I want to, but Im in too deep.

You know I love you, but I just cant take this,

You know I love you, but Im playing for keeps,

Although I need you, Im not gonna make this,

You know I want to, but Im in too deep...

            When the song ended. Harry and Ginny pulled apart. Harry gave her a quick, soft kiss,
and then they both left the dance floor. A lot of the guests started leaving around 5:00 PM, and
by seven Bill and Fleur had apparated to France for their Honeymoon. Percy had left with the
Minister. Molly and Arthur were exhausted and went to bed early. Fred and George went back to
their place. Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny stayed up and talked.

            Harry and Ron had taken off their dress robes and were just in their tuxedo pant, shirts,
vests, and ties. They had even taken off their shoes. The girls stayed in their dresses for a little
while, but then decided to go change.

            Harry pulled Ginny toward him and kissed her as she went to go change with Hermione.
Ron decided to do the same with Hermione.

“Why’d you do that?” Ginny asked. Pushing Harry back a bit.

“Because I love you, Gin. I felt like giving you a good night kiss,” Harry replied. =

“I thought you were going to give me time and let me decide. Besides, I’m not even going to bed
yet. I WAS just going to go get changed and come back to talk, but now I think I WILL go to
bed,” Ginny stated, and then walked out of the room. Hermione followed her. Giving Harry a
‘sorry’ look as she left.

            “Ugh...”Harry grunted, putting his hands to his face.

“Sorry, mate. She’s as stubborn as the rest of us Weasley’s can be, and she’s a girl so that just
adds to her mood,” Ron tried comforting his friend.

“No, it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have just hauled off and kissed her like that. I just don’t understand
why she didn’t just pull away sooner if she didn’t want to. God, I’m stupid!” Harry groaned.

            “You aren’t stupid, Harry,” Hermione walked back into the room and sat next to Ron.
She had changed into some soft, white, pajama pants, and a pink tank top. “She liked the kiss.
She just didn’t and doesn’t want to admit that to you.”

“Why?” I love her, and it’s not like I’d react badly to anything,” Harry asked.

“Because, I think then she would have to face reality. That her love for you isn’t fading away like
I think she has been trying to get it to,” Hermione explained.

            “That’s what she’s doing? Trying to stop loving Harry? Why?” Ron asked.

“...because,” Hermione started, but was interrupted by Harry.

“It’d be easier then facing her feelings, and living them out. If her feelings for me went away,
then she wouldn’t be ‘The Chosen One’s’ girlfriend, or love me ans she wouldn’t have to live
with it all at school while I’m out there destroying Horcruxes and preparing for that last time I
face Voldemort...Alone,” Harry replied.

            “I think that whole thing when Snape was here not only scared her, but it made her really
see and understand that Harry could die killing Voldemort,” Hermione added.

            “I miss her so much,” Harry sighed.

“I think you should go to her room like you were planning on doing last night,” Ron suggested.

“Now?” Harry asked.

“Why not? Go in there and try to talk to her at least. Apologize for earlier. The worst that can
happen is she’ll ask you to leave,” Hermione replied.

“I don’t know, maybe I should give her a day or so and talk to her the night before I go to
Number 12 Grimmauld Place at the end of this week,” Harry stated.

            “Before you what?” Hermione asked

“You never said nothing about going there before,” Ron stated.

“I know, I didn’t want everyone scared, but the sooner I start looking for those remaining
Horcruxes. The sooner I will get to the bottom of all this. I can’t just sit around here all summer,”
Harry replied.

“We still want to go with you, Harry,” Hermione said. Looking at Ron, who nodded in
agreement.

“We still want to help you.”

“I figured you would,” Harry smiled.

            “When are you going to Godric’s Hollow?” Hermione asked.

“I’m not sure. Sooner then later though First off I want to see if that locket is at Grimmauld
Place. If it’s not, then we’re going to need to look for that along with the others we still have to
find, and that’s including Voldemort,” Harry explained.

            “So first you’re gonna try and see how difficult it’s going be?” Ron asked.

“Well yeah, or at least how long it’s going to take. Ron and I take our Apparation license test on
Wednesday, so then I thought we’d leave on Friday. Or we could go by floo network, too,” Harry
answered as he stood up from where he was sitting.

“Where are you going?” Ron asked.

“Ginny’s room,” Harry answered before leaving the room. Ron and Hermione just looked at each
other. Smiling as they saw Harry leave.

            Harry went into Ginny’s room and sat on the edge of her bed. She was wearing her green
pajama pants again and a white tank top. Her hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail. Ginny
was lying on her stomach with one arm up over her face and the other one was resting on her
side. Harry just sat there for a few minutes, watching her sleep. He almost wanted to just lay
down by her side and sleep the rest of the night there with her. That was his original plan, but
there were now words he felt needed to be spoken...and explanations to be given.
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