Harry and I were standing outside of the Burrow, arguing a little bit. It wasn't like we were mad at each other, we both just had different opinions of what to do.

"Gin, you need to tell her. She deserves to know, you're her daughter!" Harry quietly shouted.

"I know, but baby I'm scared. What if she makes us break up? I couldn't live without you. I don't know what I'd do!" I whisper-screamed back, trying not to draw attention to ourselves.

"She's not going to make us break up. I know she would love us together, and if it helps.. If she wanted us to break up, we would fake break up in front of everyone and then continue dating. It would be fun to be a little… naughty." Harry spoke with a smirk, trying to convince me to tell my mum that he and I are dating. Which he was doing a pretty good job of by the way. Seducing me always worked, and he knew that.

"Harry! Stop trying to seduce me, you might think it works but not this time." I lied, trying to hide my face, as I could feel the heat on my cheeks.

"Oh, stop. I know it's working and that it always works. Why do you think I did it? I need you to tell your mom so we can actually kiss someplace other that my place. I would like to stay over you know…" God he's good! I wanted to push him against a wall, kiss him and never stop.

"Look Harry, I know you would, and believe me I would like that too. But we need to think about what could happen. I know it probably won't happen, but there is a chance of mum not wanting us to date."

"Ginny, your mother loves me like an son. She basically adopted me, I know she will love the thought of us together, and plus she would never want to hurt you. Ginny… I love you and I would never try to get you to do something that could end up hurting you. I thought you knew that." Harry said, looking at me with a smile that meant the world to me. We had never said I love you to each other, but it felt so right when he said it. I just couldn't help myself. I pushed him against the house as lightly as I could, and started kissing him with all the power I could scrounge up. I just wanted it to be like this forever. I knew I probably had to tell my mum, and that Harry was right. She loved him and would never want to hurt me. So once we broke away for air I agreed and we went inside.

Harry walked over towards the table where Ron, George and Hermione were all sitting. I walked over to the kitchen where my mum was cooking.

"Hey mum, I need to tell you something." I started tapping on my mum shoulder.

"What is it sweetie?" She said turning around to look at me.

"Mum, Harry and I… are dating." I said, shaking a little bit.

"Oh thank god it's finally happened, I knew the first time I saw you both look at each other that you were in love. George! It's happened! Oh where's the fellytone thing your father uses to talk to people? I need to talk to Charlie and Bill, they both owe me 20 galleons."

I was surprised, but thankful she was ok with it. I went and sat down next to Harry and whispered in his ear, "I forgot to say it earlier, but I love you too Harry." He turned to the side as I sat down, looking at me smiling from ear to ear,

"I told you she would be ok with it, didn't I?" He smirked, caressing my thigh under the table.

"Oh shut up and give me a kiss!" I said, grabbing his hand under the table so he would stop before someone noticed. He then pecked me on the lips and whispered in my ear,

"I don't have to stop, you know.. no one's going to see us, my hand is under the table." I couldn't resist, so I nodded and let go of his hand so he would continue.

Throughout dinner Harry continued rubbing my leg and I didn't stop him. I just kept one on my hands down so if anyone asked, we could say we were holding hands. It felt really good and I didn't want him to ever stop, but eventually he had to when we started cleaning up.

After that, mum and George left so it was just Harry, Ron, Hermione and I.

"You know, I saw what you two were doing at dinner when I got up to use the restroom. You guys are so lovey-dovey." Hermione said smiling at us while Ron looked confused.

'What were you two doing.. Or do I want to know?" Ron asked looking kind of regretful once he finished talking.

"It's fine Ron. Harry and I were just… holding hands under the table ." I half-lied, trying not to tell him the whole truth so he wouldn't totally be grossed out.

"Yep. Don't worry Ron, it's all PG rated… right now." He winked at me, and I knew that he was wanting to finish our lovely kiss from earlier.

"Ok, yep I'm out. I'm going to go get Hermione and I's bed down, do you want to come so we can leave the girls to chat?" Ron suggested.

"Yeah that'd be good." Harry responded, kissing me then getting up.

"So… good thinking not telling Ron what actually happened, he'd be pretty grossed out, considering you're his sister." Hermione said moving closer to me on the couch so we could hear each other better.

"Yeah, that's what I figured, but Harry's probably going to tell him when they're upstairs, so.. Eh.." I said

"So, what took you guys so long getting here?" She asked, and I told her the whole thing(the argument, the I love you, the kiss, me telling him I love you when I sat down…)

"Oh my gosh! That's so sweet! Ron and I haven't even said that, you guys are moving fast, but I think it's definitely right for you." She replied, squealing with happiness. Just then the boys entered, Ron looking a bit disgusted. So Harry probably told him.

"So, I was thinking we could go to bed babe." Ron said to Hermione taking her hand and lifting her off the couch.

"Sure honey, that sounds great." Hermione said, kissing him on the cheek and running upstairs.

"Finally, some privacy, so we can continue where we left off…" Harry whispered, moving my hair behind my ear and starting to kiss me again. It felt so good.. so right. Like we were ready for the relationship to move on to something a little more intimate. Which I was totally ok with..

We broke away a few seconds later smiling at each other. I spoke first,

"Harry, do you think we're ready to move our relationship along to something a little more.. Intimate?" I said, shaking a bit with nervousness.

"Yes, definitely." He replied, pulling both of us off the couch, motioning towards our room. Where no one would be able to see or hear anything...