Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot, J. K. Rowling and her publishers own everything else.

Pairing: Harry/Hermione mentions Harry/Ginny

Rating: T

Word Count: 728

Warnings: Slight language.

Authors Note: Hey guys, I know I should be working on Dear Recipient but I'm not. I finished this story in a couple of days... I'm sorry that i haven't been posting anything... But I have a few... Personal problems going on right now. Like the fact i can not even stand sometimes because of my legs. Plus I have been working a lot. Well here it is. Ron Bashing. Didn't mean for it to begin with but... It just fit. Specially with Ginny having a good part in this one.

She flew into his awaiting arms, tears of joy running down her pale, freckled cheeks, her bright smile was mirrored on all the faces that surrounded her, all happy that it had finally ended. The Dark Lord was dead. Looking into the bright green eyes of the man that held her she sobbed in relief, he was alive, Harry had made it through the war. They leaned in simultaneously, both a smile on their soon to touch lips. They met in the middle, lips pressing hard against the others. Moments passed, both had frozen...

Gently parting, Harry set down the young woman in his arms, watching her in wonder, "Did you," He question quietly, still drawing the attention of a number of people.

She shook her head slowly, "No," She whispered, a confused frown forming on her red lips, "You?"

He frowned as well, "No..." He looked around the loud room, noticing the eyes on Ginny and his own form, "Take this outside?" He met her eyes and saw the answer, exiting the room with her following silently.

It took only minutes for them to reach the cool night air, neither asking where the other wanted to go, just heading in the direction of the Black Lake. Once both were sitting comfortable, cuddling to absorb the others warmth, one of them spoke.

"Why," Harry questioned.

Ginny smiled, looking at the man she had 'loved' for more years then she could remember, "Why not, we were kids," She retorted, as if it explained everything.

"That's not a good answer Gin," He scolded fondly, brushing a kiss against her forehead, stroking her beautiful red hair, "But," He looked over the lake a distant glaze forming in his eyes, "I think I can understand," He looked at her again, smiling blindingly, "The war changes people."

She nodded enthusiastically, "Just look at Neville, he's grown so much over the last year," She smiled fondly at the thought of the previously shy Gryffindor, who now commanded the attention of a whole room of people with his quiet confidence and strength.

Harry chuckled, "Not even officially over and you already have another man on your mind," He teased lightly, hugging her closer as the chilly breeze swept by them. "I find it hard to believe that a kiss can change so much."

"Harry less then a kiss could change how a relationship works," She sighed lightly, "I do believe it was inevitable though, we were kids, who knew very little of the real world yet." She smiled up to the man that had filled her dreams up until a few months ago, "We were in love with the idea of being in love and having someone waiting for us after this all ended."

He chuckled again, a deep sound, shaking the both of them lightly, "When did you get so smart love?"

She smirked, "'Bout the same time you got so handsome." She kissed his cheek gently, "What do you want to do?"

He looked back at the castle, noticing two figures standing at the entrance waiting patiently for them to return, he had no doubt he knew who they were. Looking back into the eyes of the young woman he had been fighting to return to he smiled sadly, "I want us to find whom it is that we really belong with, for us to grow old with that person with big families and to remain the closest of friends, because I really don't know what I would do with out you."

Ginny beamed, "Then that is what shall happen Harry," She pressed her lips to his one last time and smiled wistfully when they parted, "The first kiss stole my breath, and the last returns it. Thank you Harry."

Harry stood, helping her up only to draw her into a tight hug, "Thank you Ginny, and I do love you, don't forget it. Sister."

She giggled as she was released, "And don't you forget that I too love you. Brother."

They shared grins before making their way back to the castle. Hands tightly clasped together, a show that it does not matter that they were not together any longer, they would still be there for one another.