xxAugust2nd Harry's POVxx

I sat down, leaning on to a tree, while Ginny sat down next to me and leaned her head on my chest.

I gazed at the sun setting on the Burrow's lake.

We lay there for what seemed like forever when Ginny finally opened her eyes and looked up at me.

"You will be going back to Hogwarts for your 8th year, right?" she asked.

I didn't answer. I didn't want to think about that right now, right after the battle.

"Please, Harry. I don't want to go without you. Ron and Hermione will be going" she pleaded.

I still didn't answer. I didn't want to be the Golden Trio anymore, the Boy Who Lived, the Savior or anything. I just wanted to be Harry Potter.

But that could never happen.

"Please, Harry. For me" Ginny pleaded again.

I didn't want to go to Hogwarts, really. It would bring back all the memories. But I couldn't let Gin down.

I lowered my eyes slowly to look at her.

"Alright," I said sighing a little bit.

Ginny looked somewhat satisfied and closed her eyes again.

I raised my gaze again, and it landed on the sun's last rays.

I then realized that it was getting late.

I gently shook Ginny awake.

"Come on, Gin. Your mum will be wondering where we are." I told her.

Ginny didn't open her eyes, but just mumbled: "Who cares?"

"I do," I told her. "Ginny I will just stand up and leave you here if you don't get up."

Ginny just grumbled but didn't get up.

I had no choice.

I stood up and shook the dirt off my pants, leaving her lying on the ground.

Ginny stood up and huffed "What'd you do that for?"

I just smirked.

"I warned you Gin"

Without waiting for her to answer, I ran back up to the Burrow, with her chasing me.

xxSeptember1st Ginny'sPOVxx

I ran around my room, grabbing my things and stuffing them into an open trunk.

Harry was still sleeping.

On that matter, in my bed!

I sighed. I couldn't deal with all of this.

Packing without Mum finding out. (She was going to freak if she found out I hadn't finished yet)

And our own romance problems.

I shook Harry roughly awake.

He opened his eyes slowly and glanced around.

He smirked at me.

I was really tired of this.

"Just get downstairs" I snapped.

He got up and left still smirking while I hurried around, gathering my things.

xxHarry'sPOVxx

I smirked at Ginny while I left her room.

Outside, I could hear Mrs. Weasley in the kitchen cooking.

I headed up to Ron's room when I stopped short.

I had just remembered that Hermione and I had agreed to switch places for the night.

I didn't want to walk in on them doing anything.

I knocked.

Once. Twice. Three times.

Then I opened the door.

Hermione was sitting on the mattress Mrs. Weasley had got for me to sleep on and was reading a very thick book.

Ron, of course, was still snoring.

"Come on, Hermione," I told her "It's September 1st. We are going back to Hogwarts today."

Hermione looked up at me.

"Oh, yes. You're right, let's get Ron up," she said meekly.

I knew she was thinking about the battle, and how being back at Hogwarts would bring back too many memories.

I stared at her for who knows how long, lost in thought.

Finally, she said "Hello? Earth to Harry!"

"Sorry," I said, "Just thinking."

She came up to my side and placed a reassuring hand on my arm.

"We are all recovering from the battle and from the time we were on the run, Harry. You can talk to me." She said.

Just at that moment, Ron let out a gigantic snore.

We stifled our laughs and went over to him.

We shook him, and he just turned over on his pillow.

I sighed.

There was only one way to get him up now.

"Ron! Fred and George are eating your bacon!" I shouted.

Ron jumped up and yelled "Those gits!"

We followed him downstairs.

When we got down, we heard him ask "Mum, where's my bacon?"

We entered the kitchen.

Mrs. Weasley didn't turn around but answered "It's in the icebox, Ron. Get it out and cook it if you want it."

Ron turned around and saw us standing there.

"Hermione, can you believe it!? My best mate lied to me!"

I just grinned at Ron.

"Yes, Ron I can believe it if the only way to get you up was to tell you somebody was messing with your food," Hermione told him.

I smirked at Ron.

"Come on Hermione, let's get breakfast."

I sat down at the table in front of the plate full of pancakes.

xxGinny'sPOVxx

I exited my room.

I wasn't thinking about school, I was thinking about Harry.

The only thing I wanted to do right now was kiss him, but that apparently was not possible.

Maybe I'd get him on the train.

I locked my door and then walked downstairs.

Harry smiled when he saw me.

I filled with joy and smiled back.

Ron made a gagging sound, and I turned to him and shot him a glare.

Harry and Hermione laughed, and I joined in.

Mum gave us huge platters filled with pancakes until we all had our fill.

I waited until everybody except Harry had left the table, and then asked him to come upstairs with me.

He willingly followed, and I led him into my room.

I kissed him passionately, and he kissed me back.

I filled with overwhelming joy.

I started to snake my hands around his back, but he pulled back.

I felt hurt.

The joy I had felt earlier was gone.

The hurt must have shone on my face, because he said "I'm sorry, Gin. But I think we're going too fast."

I turned my back, and I heard my bedroom door close.

I walked over to the window, gazing out until I heard a knock on my door.

Without turning around I unlocked it with my wand, and Hermione came in.

"I think Harry regrets what he did," she said quietly.

"Why?" I asked. "Did Ron punch him in the face?"

Before she could answer I asked "Or you? I seem to remember a particular incident with Malfoy during your 3rd year."

I turned to face her when I heard her chuckle.

"No Ron was actually glad," she told me.

"But why?" I asked and slumped down on my bed.

"Because," Hermione said simply. "Ron doesn't want you to worry and neither does Harry."

I turned around to face her.

"What is there to worry about," I asked her, raising an eyebrow.

She looked down at her feet.

"Nothing", she said.