A/N Hey everyone! This is my first fanfic. I hope everyone enjoys it as much as i enjoy writing. Keep a heads up for my new Lily and James Fanfic (my favortie one so far!) If you get a chance, please review. Also, keep a watch for upcoming chapters; they will be arriving soon!
Harry walked slowly towards the Hogwart's Express. The battle inside his heart was ragging on, ignoring his brain's pleas to drop the whole subject.
You did the right thing.
But how do I know anymore?
Do you want Voldemort to know about Ginny?
Absolutely not, but what if Snape and Malfoy have already told him? We weren't exactly keeping it a secret…
Well everyone knows that, but what if they haven't told him yet?
Well you did what you-
"Harry?" Hermione asked hesitantly. Harry jumped slightly - he hadn't noticed her and Ron standing before him. They were obviously waiting for Harry.
"Hey mate! What took you so long! Hermione and I have been waiting for you. We better hurry, we don't want to miss the train," said Ron.
"Oh, I was just, well -" Harry started to reply.
"Oh just never mind! We gave to get to the train!" retorted Hermione, cutting Harry off.
Once they were safely on the train, they started to look for an empty compartment. After a few minutes they finally found one.
"Harry, I really hate to do this but Ron and I really need to go and do our prefect duties…" said Hermione slowly.
Harry was relieved slightly because he wanted sometime alone to think about recent events.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine until you get back," he said, giving a very forced grin.
"Harry, are you –"
"Ron seriously I'll be fine!" he interrupted hastily.
They both got up and mumbled "See you in a bit," as they walked out.
Harry sat in the empty compartment, just thinking. He was so devastated by Ginny and their break-up and Dumbledore's death that he didn't really know what to think anymore.
He suddenly heard a soft knock at the door. He looked up to only see the stunning Ginny Weasley.
He hastily got up with a weak smile and opened the door.
"Hi Harry," Ginny started quickly. "Do you mind if I sit with you? Everywhere else is full and-"
"Oh, of course it is ok." Harry stepped aside and let her pass. He then realized that he didn't have much to say so he just turned and sat back down.
"So are you going to come to the Burrow?" asked Ginny.
"Well yeah, I wouldn't want to miss Bill and Phlegm's-" He stopped for a moment as Ginny snorted. "-I mean Fleur's wedding. I think I'll just go the Dursley's for about a week or so and then go to the Burrow the night of my birthday."
"I totally forgot about the wedding with everything happening," said Ginny as her eyes began to glisten with tears. Harry could tell she was trying to hold them back, but one, just one, tear rolled slowly down her cheek.
"I'm sorry Harry," Ginny choked as she dabbed at her eyes.
"Ginny," Harry asked as he transferred to her side of the compartment, "please tell me what's wrong." Harry wiped off another tear that had just escaped her eye. He rarely saw Ginny cry.
She sighed, "it's just you and Dumbledore… and oh Harry! I love you! And…'' She started to say more but began to cry to hard.
"Ginny, look at me." He gently raised her head with his hand. He couldn't sit and watch as this slowly tore her apart. "I love you too, so much, but if Voldemort found out…" Whether he couldn't finish, or he didn't want to, he didn't know. All he knew was that it was too painful to think about.
Ginny replied, "Harry, I know! I knew that since the day you kissed me in the common room – perhaps before - but I don't care! I'm old enough to think for myself. I am 16 years old, you know! Besides, I'm in as much danger without you! And don't you think Snape and Malfoy have already told him?"
"But what if they haven't?" Harry said softly.
"And what if they have!" Retorted Ginny, who was slightly pink in the cheeks. "Do you want to wonder you whole life? You…we should live our life to the fullest while we still can!"
"Ginny, please! I've thought this all through! What if that had been your funeral? I would go my whole life wondering, no, knowing it was my fault. I'm sorry. I love you so much, but that's why I did what I did! I have stayed up countless nights staring out my window thinking what's best for us! You know how Voldemort uses people I am close to. If that had been your funeral I would be… I would be so lost without you. I couldn't bear to lose you…" Harry had suddenly realized that he too had tears in his eyes.
"Did you not just listen to me? I am in just as much danger without you as I am with you. He knows I'm Ron's sister! And besides, if Snape and Malfoy have told him, they wouldn't know that we have broken up! It would just be useless time spent away from each other." Ginny was looking pleadingly at him with her gorgeous eyes. She didn't know how he would react. She had thought about those words for hours.
"I… Ginny… but what… I don't know," Harry didn't really know how to finish his sentence. He knew that she knew he was giving in slightly.
Ginny moved ever so close to Harry. She didn't know how he would react or even what she was doing. She closed her eyes and kissed him. One slow, long kiss. When they finally broke, Ginny looked up at him, breathing heavily.
Harry sighed and thought to himself, She really does have a point. Harry looked at her and with a small smile he said, "You really do put up a good fight."
And with those words said, she launched at him and gave him the longest, warmest hug he had ever experienced.
Harry could feel her muscles loosen while she was in his arms. Without speaking, she gently unfolded from his hug and laid down on the seat with her head resting in his lap.
He started to gently brush her flaming red hair out of her face. Ron and Hermione came back from prefect duty and were happy to see them back together. By that time both Ginny and Harry had fallen asleep.
Hermione was so happy to see them reunited. Only hours ago Ginny had found Hermione and pulled her into the bathroom. They had sat on the floor while Ginny bawled her eyes out. They sat there for over a half hour.
"Hermione?" Ron said slowly.
She had suddenly realized that she was starring at him.
"Huh? Oh sorry, I'm just so happy for them." She looked at him and sadly realized how much she loved Ron, but knew that he would never feel the same way.
Ron sighed, "Yeah me too."
They sat there and just continued to look at each other. They didn't know it, but they were both thinking the same thing: how much they cared about each other.
Suddenly at the same time, they opened their mouths, "I have to talk to you," they said nervously in unison.
"Go ahead Ron, you first," Hermione's heart fluttered.
"Well it's just that Hermione, well I, um, I reallyreallyreallylikeyouhermione..." He said the last bit quite fast.
Hermione's eyes widened and thought she might honestly faint from her heart beating so fast. She gave Ron a huge hug and whispered in his ear, "Ron, I really like you too." Kissing him on the cheek, she settled against his shoulder and his chin rested on her head. She suddenly realized how tired she was. Just like her friends across from her, she fell asleep in the arms of the person who had her heart.
