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Protecting Ginny	By : nvywf2005 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Ginny Views: 8137 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 1: The Burrow

Harry had just gotten to the Burrow. He had been at the Dursley’s for the short visit he promised Dumbledore he would make. It was dark when he and Arthur arrived. As they were walking towards the front door, he couldn’t help but be relieved and happy to be back at one of his favorite places in the world.

“Alrighty, Harry there ya’ go, everyone’s asleep. You are sleepin’ in Fred and George’s room again. I reckon Ron will wake soon though. He’s excited to see you, as is everyone else. Your trunk is all ready up there as well as Hedwig.” Arthur informed him.
“Oh, ok then. I guess I’ll turn in then, it’s been a long day,” replied Harry. He hadn’t taken his apparation test yet, so they had traveled there by broom. Even though he loved being able to ride his Firebolt, it was still a tiring trip. He half wondered why Arthur couldn’t assist him in apparating like Dumbledore had. Harry wasn’t going to bring it up though. Partly because he was still hurting from the Sorcerer’s death and partly because he hated apparating.

Harry climbed the stairs to Fred and George’s room. When he got there, he noticed that indeed his trunk and Hedwig were both there. Hedwig’s amber eyes looked at Harry as he stepped into the room. She gave a hoot and flew to his out-stretched arm. He stroked her feathers a bit and kissed the top of her head. She gave one more sound as if saying good-bye, and then flew out the window to go hunt for food. Harry went to his trunk and pulled out his pajamas. He had barely gotten the sleeveless t-shirt over his head before he heard a knock at the door.
“Come on in,” Harry said looking towards the door. The knob turned and in walked Ron.

“Bloody Hell, Harry! You’ve been missing out on everything! Mum’s been going crazy over the wedding plans.” Ron said. Harry had just remembered Bill and Fleur’s wedding would be the following weekend.
“That’s funny,” Said Harry. “What else have I missed?”
“Erm . . . Well me and Hermione finally decided to get together a bit. It’s been ok, but we still have quite a few arguments. That girl’s stubborn as Hell, I tell ya’.”
“Wow, that’s great. I was wonderin’ how much longer you two could stay apart.” Harry trailed off. “Have you snogged yet?” Harry asked. He was very curious to know what had happened between his two best friends while he was gone.
“Just a bit. Not like I did with Lavender though. Hermione’s a bit more modest. We’ve really just been cuddling a lot and kissing when we see each other or leave. No huge snog fests yet, but we’ve only just started seeing each other. So it’ll happen soon I suppose.” Ron replied, his face getting a little red.
“Yeah . . .” Said Harry. Not sure what else to say.

Now Harry was thinking about Ginny and how much he had been missing her since they broke up. Thinking about it almost hurt, but he knew it was for the best. If anything were to ever happen to her, he’d never forgive himself, he loved and cared for her that much.
“Well, Mate I’m going to go back to bed. Bill is staying in my room. Someone has to keep an eye on him. I’ll see you in the morning.” Said Ron as he walked toward the door. Before he opened it; he turned back around. “Just so you know, she’s missed you just as much.”
“Erm . . . Yeah . . .” Harry sighed. With that Ron opened the door and left to go back to his room.

After Ron left, Harry was laying in bed awake for what seemed hours just thinking about “his” cute little Ginny. He thought about the first time they’d kissed after she won her Quidditch match against Ravenclaw. How soft her lips felt, and how wonderful it had felt when she was in his arms. He hoped she would forgive him for breaking up with her. She had taken it so well, but he knew she must be hurting over it. Breaking up with someone is never easy. Especially when that person is your first love. He wondered what she was dreaming about. He didn’t even notice himself drift off to sleep as he was swimming in memories of Ginny.

Meanwhile, Ginny was lying in her bed. Hermione was in a bed next to hers. Ginny woke up when she heard Ron’s door shut and him walking down the stairs to Harry’s room. Then she heard him go back to his room a few minutes later. She knew Harry had arrived because of Ron’s movement. She sighed and thought to herself. Harry is in Fred and Gorge’s room. How does he feel about me now? Can we go on being just friends after we’ve been together? I finally had him, and now I’ve lost him. I have to talk to him.

With that Ginny got out of bed, being careful not to wake Hermione. She crept her way to Harry’s room. Ginny didn’t knock on the door to his room. She just opened it and went in. Ginny saw Harry laying on his stomach with a blanket stopping at his waist. She noticed he was wearing a simple red, sleeveless t-shirt and black basketball shorts. His arms were raised over his head, and she couldn’t help but notice how much more muscular they looked since the last time she’d seen them. Ginny walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge of the mattress.

Harry felt the mattress shift, and since he was always on guard and ready to fight after what had happened at Hogwarts. He sat up with a jolt, turned himself so he was looking straight forwards and faintly saw the image of a girl. He reached over to the nightstand for his glasses and put them on. He saw Ginny sitting there looking at him with little tears in her eyes. Harry wasn’t sure what to say or do. If Molly, Arthur, or Ron found out she was in his room, alone, and in the dark; what would their reactions be?
“Ginny, what are you doing here, what’s wrong?” Harry asked sounding concerned and a little scared.
“Harry, I know you said we can’t be together because you don’t want anything to happen to me, but I just can’t stand it . . .” Ginny hadn’t even finished all she wanted to say before she started bawling. Harry reached his arms out to her and pulled her closer to him.

Ginny was sobbing as she wrapped her arms around Harry’s waist and put her head on his chest. Breathing in his scent. Harry wrapped his arms around her back, and kissed the top of her head. One of his hands went to play with her hair. He moved some stray hairs out of her face and ran his hands back through her hair again. Noticing how smooth it was. His other hand was rubbing her back.
“Shh. Ginny. It’s ok, I’ve missed you too. I want to be with you more then anything. I’m just so scared of losing you or hurting you in some way. I have a very difficult task ahead of me, and I need to know you’re safe and out of harms way.” Hot tears were now trickling down his face. Harry laid back down, pulling Ginny with him. He ran his hands up and down her back until she stopped crying. He looked down, saw Ginny sleeping, and just didn’t have the heart to wake her.

Harry looked towards the window and saw Hedwig in her cage sleeping.
“Hedwig, come here girl,” he called just above a whisper. Being careful not to wake his sleeping Ginny. The while snow owl flew to the edge of the nightstand and Harry instructed her to come peck him around 5A.M. so he could get Ginny back to her room before people started to wake up. Hedwig gave him a nod saying she understood. Harry reached for the blanket down by his legs and pulled it up over Ginny. He kissed the top of her head and fell back asleep.

At 5A.M. precisely, Harry felt a peck on his arm and woke up to see Hedwig waiting for an owl snack. He reached into the drawer, pulled one out, and gave it to her. Harry wasn’t sure how he should wake up Ginny. She looked so peaceful laying there in his arms. He whispered gently in her ear.
“Ginny, hun . . . You need to wake up so I can take you back to your room.” Then he kissed the top of her head and rubbed her back like he’d done earlier. Ginny woke up and almost forgot where she was until she felt Harry’s strong arms around her.
“Harry . . .” She said looking up at him, but before she could say anything else Harry put his finger to her lips.
“Don’t say anything just yet, ” Ginny sat up and looked at Harry as he scooted himself up. She wasn’t sure what he was going to say. Next Harry took her hands into his. Ginny noticed he was now looking at her and had a tear rolling down his cheek.
“Harry, what’s wrong? Will you please just tell me something already? I can take whatever it is, really I can.”
“Ok, I’ll tell you, but don’t say anything until I finish what I have to say, ok?”
“Ok,” Ginny sighed.

“I love you, Gin. I’m scared of what the future has in store for me. I have a very difficult task ahead of me. I know I’ve said it all before, but I feel I need to say it to you again. I would never be able to live with myself if something bad happened to you. Knowing that you’re safe is the only thing I care about. It’s all I need to know while I’m out there.” Harry explained. Ginny lowered her head as tears started pouring down her face again. Harry took her face and lifted it to where their eyes could look into one another. The sight of her crying was hard for him to take.
“I love you, Ginny. You know I do. I can’t stand to see you crying, and I can’t stand being away from you.” Harry said as he inched his face closer to hers. He gave her a very soft kiss, and then pulled back.
“Now, I think we should walk you back to your room before people start to wake up. I want to make sure you get there safely.”
“Ok, Harry . . . Um, does this mean we’re back together?” Ginny asked.
“How about we talk about that more during the next few weeks. For now let’s just enjoy each other’s company. We know how we feel about each other don’t we?”

With that. Harry took Ginny’s hand in his and both of them got out of bed and walked toward the door, but before he opened it. Harry turned to face Ginny and put her other hand in his empty one. Harry leaned in and kissed her softly like he had done a few minutes earlier. When Harry tried to pull back, Ginny wrapped her arms around his neck. Pulling him closer to her, and continued kissing him. Harry wrapped his arms around her waist, and made a mental note to still get Ginny back to her room on time. She pulled back after two more kisses. Harry just looked at her and moved his hands to her head. He pulled her face toward his, and kissed her again. This time he deepened the kiss a bit. Tying to make these little moments last as long as they could. He licked the bottom of her lips and she opened her mouth to allow his tongue entry. Harry probed her mouth with his tongue a couple more times. Pulling Ginny as close to him as he could. Then he finally pulled back, turned around, and opened the door. They walked to her room hand in hand. Harry had his wand ready just in case. When they got to the door of Ginny’s bedroom. Harry pulled her in close for a hug.
“Ok, well I guess you should go in and go back to sleep. Be safe and I’ll see you later.” Harry said and then pulled back and gave her a quick kiss on the lips.
“Night, Harry.” Ginny whispered before going into her room. When she shut the door behind her. Harry turned and walked back to his room.
What am I doing? Harry thought. He got back to his room and went back to bed.

Around nine that morning, the house was quiet aside from dishes being washed and the occasional sound of doors opening and shutting as Arthur left and Molly went out and in doing her chores. Harry was asleep dreaming about his usual various things. Then all of the sudden Mrs. Weasley’s voice was carrying throughout the house.
“Alright you lot, it’s time to get up. I won’t have you sleeping the holiday away. I want you all down stairs in one hour.” Harry reached for his glasses, put them on, and sat up. He heard Ron grumbling as he went to the bathroom to shower. He heard the door shut and the water turn on. Harry decided he would go next so the girls could sleep a little longer. He got out of bed and went to his trunk and pulled out boxers, a pair of jeans, and a wife beater. Figuring that would be enough to get him back to his room, and then he could finish getting ready. Harry left his room and went to wait by the bathroom. Mrs. Weasley was taking some laundry to Ron’s room and stopped to say hello.
“Ah, Harry, Dear. How nice to see you. Very smart you boys are going first. Those girls can be a bit cranky in the mornings.”
“Yeah, good-morning.” Harry replied. Ron came out of the bathroom looking grouchy, as usual since he’s definitely not what you would call a morning person. In-fact, if he could Ron Weasley would probably sleep until noon everyday.
“Morning, Ronald. Did you sleep well, Dear?” Asked Molly.
“Yeah, Mum I slept fine.” Ron replied. “Oh, hiya, Harry! The bathroom’s all yours. I’m going up to my room to finish getting ready, and then I’ll go get the girl’s up for you Mum.”
“All right, Ron. In ya’ go Harry.” Molly replied, handing Ron his clothes to take up to his room. He took one of the t-shirts on top of the pile and slipped it on over his head.

Harry went into the bathroom, got undressed, turned on the water, and stepped in. He showered quickly and then got out, dried off, and got dressed. When he opened the door and stepped out. Harry saw Ron going into Ginny and Hermione’s room. Hermione’s yells could be heard all throughout the house from the second Ron told her it was time for she and Ginny to get up.
“Ronald! I know it’s time to get up, I heard your mom just fine!” Harry went to the edge of the door and saw Ron and Hermione bickering. Ginny was sitting up just staring at them.
“You know what? You’re crazy, Hermione! I came in here to wake up my girlfriend and this is the thanks I get?” Ron yelled back as he turned and stormed out of the room. Ginny just looked at Harry as if they were both trying not to laugh. Hermione finally snapped out of her temper tantrum long enough to realize Harry was in the room.

“Oh hello, Harry!”
“Hi,” Harry replied before turning around and leaving to go back to his room. He’d just now remembered he was only wearing jeans and a wife-beater. Maybe that’s why Ginny kept smiling when she looked at me. Harry thought as he walked to his room. When he got there, he pulled a green, plaid, button up shirt out of his trunk, and put it on. Harry went to leave, but when he stepped out of his room; he saw Hermione holding a towel. She’d apparently just gotten out of the shower. Harry thought she looked cute in her jean capris, and the white and black three quarters length baseball tee she was wearing.

“I’m sorry I snapped at you earlier, Ron.” Hermione apologized.
“It’s ok.” Ron replied as he wrapped his arms around Hermione’s waist and pulled her in for a kiss. Harry did a fake cough and they both looked at him. A slight redness was now filling all their cheeks as the embarrassment crept into all three of them.
“Oh sorry, Harry. Didn’t realize you were there.” Hermione said. Ron gave Harry a look that plainly stated how he felt. It was as if he was saying, you little bastard. I was in the middle of something.
“It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.” Said Harry, who was still a little flushed. Just then, thankfully Ginny opened the bathroom door and stepped out.

Gorgeous, Harry thought. Ginny was wearing a pair of khaki capris with a brown hooded shirt and a white one under that which was visible under the brown one. Harry looked her up and down. Ginny noticed him doing so and just smiled back at him. Ron and Hermione left to go get some breakfast in the kitchen so Mrs. Weasley wouldn’t start nagging at them for not being in there yet. Ginny went to follow them, but Harry grabbed her wrist and pulled her into him. He gave her a quick kiss and they both said, “Good-morning.” Harry let go of her wrist and they continued their way toward the kitchen.

When Harry got to the kitchen he noticed Mrs. Weasley looked a bit irritated. When he saw what time it was he understood why. It was 10:45AM and all of them were supposed to have been down there forty-five minutes ago.
“I can not believe how long it takes you lot to get ready! The older you teens get, the worse ya’ are. Of course all four of you kissing and making googlie eyes at each other doesn’t help matters.” Molly stated. Each of them sat down at the table. Ron was next to Hermione. Harry and Ginny were next to each other on the other side. Mrs. Weasley took out her wand and began making porridge and filling glasses with pumpkin juice. Ron was playing with Hermione’s hand under the table. Harry could tell because every now and then she would nudge him with her other one.

Ginny and Harry glanced at each other a couple seconds later.
“So, what’s going on with you two now?” Hermione asked quietly in-between nudging and giggling at what Ron was doing.
“Um. . . Well,” Harry started unsure of how he should answer the question.
“We’re just going to see what happens I think.” Answered Ginny. Harry looked at her and smiled, moving his left to her back and squeezing her closer.
“Thanks,” he mouthed. Ginny just nodded. Before anyone could say anything else, Molly brought over the food and drinks.
“Here you are, Harry, dear. You eat up. You really are too thin.” Mrs. Weasley said in her motherly tone before setting down a bowl and glass in front of him.
“Sure will, thanks Mrs. Weasley.” Molly just smiled, nodded, and then excused herself.
Not all of him’s too skinny, Ginny thought to herself as she remembered how much more muscular his arms had gotten and how much more toned his abs were during the night. Not to mention how protective those arms felt when they were wrapped around her. She looked at Harry, and caught his glance. Harry noticed there was a bit of a tear in her eye. He could tell she was having a hard time fighting them back, but she still smiled at him.

I wonder what’s on her mind right now, Harry thought as he put his left hand on her leg and rubbed it. He leaned over and whispered in her ear.
“Don’t cry, everything will be fine. I promise. I love you, remember?” Then he kissed her neck just below her ear. Harry sat back up straight and noticed Ron and Hermione were smiling at him. The only sound from then on was the clanking of silverware as it hit the plates and slurping as someone took a drink. After they finished eating, Ron cleared the dishes to the sink, which started washing them and putting them away. Then they all went up to Ron’s room to chat for a bit. Ron and Hermione barely got to the hallway before she pulled him in for a couple of kisses. Harry who was following right behind them almost fell forward as she did, and so did Ginny. She clung to Harry’s shirt to keep herself from falling. He looked over his shoulders at her and she mouthed “sorry”. As Ginny was taking her hands off Harry’s shirt he felt her hands start to rub their way down his back.

“Um, could you two quit snogging all ready so we can go up stairs now?” Ginny asked starting to get impatient. Hermione pulled away and Ron told Ginny to “shut up”. They all continued up to Ron’s room. When they got there, they sat on the floor talking and playing Uno for a couple hours. Hermione was sitting in-between Ron’s legs trying to hide her cards from him. She finally gave up the second game and decided to just help Ron instead. Ginny was close to Harry, but not as close as Hermione and Ron were.

The games were interrupted several times because of Ron and Hermione feeling the need to kiss.
“So much for not snogging very much yet,” Harry laughed when their game was paused for the fifth and sixth time. Not to mention Ron’s hands kept traveling up and down Hermione’s sides and around to her stomach. Stopping just below her breasts. Then Harry thought he heard Hermione moan into Ron’s mouth a bit. He looked over at Ginny and saw her head down on her knees. He got closer to her and put his legs on either side of her. Wrapping his arms around her. On hand rested on her back, rubbing up and down. I wonder if all this crying is because of Ron and Hermione being so close and us not being able to, Harry thought. He kissed right above Ginny’s ear.

“Come on, Gin. Let’s go out into the hall for a bit and talk. We definitely won't be missed in here.” Harry whispered. He got himself up and took Ginny’s hand to help her up. They walked out into the hallway, leaving the door to Ron’s room open as per Mr. And Mrs. Weasley’s request. Harry pulled Ginny close again like he’d done the night before.
“What’s up with all these tears, Gin? Is it because of what Ron and Hermione have? Because we can’t have what they have right now?” Harry asked trying to figure out why Ginny had been crying so much that morning. He pulled her away from him a bit and lifted her chin with his right index finger and thumb. Harry wiped Ginny’s tears away with both his thumbs, being gentle as he looked into her eyes. Then he kissed her on the lips. Taking her bottom lip into his mouth and letting it go. Ginny kept her arms around his back, and kissed Harry back. This time it wasn’t Harry’s tongue that entered Ginny’s mouth first. This caught Harry by surprise, usually it was his tongue entering her mouth first. The second time her tongue entered his mouth it was met by his. Harry circled his tongue around Ginny’s.

Then she pulled back and looked down at the ground. A single tear flowed down her cheek and Harry’s thumb was quick to wipe it away. Harry leaned back against the wall behind him and pulled Ginny’s head down to his chest again. Running his left hand through her soft, red hair. All this crying Ginny was doing made Harry feel bad, and to be honest he was a little frustrated by it. This was not the strong, independent, and understanding Ginny Weasley he was used to. He was very unsure of what he should do.
“Ginny, please tell me why you’ve been crying so much. Is it because of what I said a minute ago? Is that why? Please confide in me. I can’t stand to hear or feel you crying like this.” Harry said trying to control his emotions. A part of him wanted to cry the way Ginny was, but he couldn’t. After all, he’s supposed to act tough and manly being that he’s the “Boy who lived” and “The Chosen One”. However, Ginny brought out a side of him that only she knew how. Harry didn’t understand it. The only word to explain it all was love. Just as she looked up and was about to speak. Mrs. Weasley yelled up the stairs.
“Harry, you’ve got a letter down here waiting from you. An owl’s just brought it.”
“Ok, Mrs. Weasley. Thanks, I’ll be right there.” Harry replied. He lifted Ginny’s face to his again and gave her a deep, long kiss before he went down the stairs.
“We’ll finish talking in a few, ok?” Harry assured her. Ginny just nodded. Harry went down stairs and took the letter from the owl’s leg, and opened it. He’d just sat down to read it when Ron, Hermione, and Ginny came into the kitchen. Ron’s hair was a bit ruffled and messier then usual.

A/N: This is the very first fanfic I ever started toying with. The earlier chapters will show this, but I promise my writing and stuff gets
better.
8-09-2007: I'm going through and re-formatting chapters and then I'll be posting more. Might take a couple days though.

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