Summary: This is sort of a continuation of My Super Sweet Sixteen. It begins on the first day of the new term (Ginny's 6th year and the Trio's 7th). The war will probably not occur in this story unless I continue it into Ginny's 7th year. So if I get to that point, Harry, Ron and Hermione will have finished their last term at Hogwarts before the war even starts or they even start looking for the horcruxes.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in this story, the places or anything really… I'm just having some fun with JK Rowling's creation.
Ginny's POV
The last two weeks of summer break went by way too fast between heated glances across the dinner table and stolen kisses when no one is looking. Even though we've only been together for three weeks and neither of us has really mentioned it yet, I know this is serious. We've decided it's best if we don't tell anyone about our relationship just yet. Maybe at Christmas, if everything works out, we'll tell everyone about us.
Right now I have other things to worry about because today marks the beginning of my sixth term at Hogwarts and the last year I will have Hermione here with me. I have no idea how I'm going to survive next year, but I'm trying not to think about it. Hermione is head girl this year (wow! You're surprised, right? Of course not), which means she gets her own room (Awesome, right? Well, it is for me anyway).
As we all board the Hogwarts Express, I shake my head to clear my thoughts and concentrate on following Harry, Ron and Hermione through the chaos to an empty compartment. When we find one I sit down next to Ron and Hermione sits right across from me next to Harry.
Ron decides to strike up a conversation, "I'm so glad this is our last term. No more exams or professors telling you what to do."
"Yes, Ron, then you'll have the lesser responsibilities that come with being an adult, you know like finding something that you will want to spend the rest of your life doing. Then there is this person, called a boss who will tell you what to do and will practically control your life" Hermione states sarcastically, ruining Ron's vision of independence. Did I mention that I love this girl?
"Gosh, Hermione do you always have to ruin my dreams?"
"Oh Ronald grow up" The beautiful brunette says and continues to bicker with my brother. I see Harry roll his eyes at his friends but I'm not even paying attention to what they're saying. All sound is blocked out as I stare at my girlfriend, my girlfriend… you have no idea how long I've wanted to say those words. She is the most beautiful person that I have ever seen, that I have ever known and she chose me.
