A New Beginning
It all started soon after Harry Potter's sixth year at Hogwarts. Dumbldore was dead. Four Horcruxes still remained, and all Harry had left was his friends, Ron and Hermione, the fact that he was a wizard (which didn't help much because so was the other side), and the dark and twisting path ahead of him. Sure he knew that he had Ginny but he couldn't do anything with her otherwise Voldemort would kill her and it would be his, Harrys, fault. Harry was glad that Ron and Hermione had each other for comfort, but he, Harry, had no one. His mum and dad were both killed by Voldemort when Harry was only a year old. His god father, Sirius Black, was killed by Belitrix Lastrange when Harry was nearly sixteen. Most recently his best protector, Albus Dumbledore, was killed by someone whom Dumbledore had trusted, Severus Snape, when Harry was nearly seventeen.
Harry awoke, he looked over at the clock in his room at the Dursley's house for the last time and discovered it was eight am and then he realized with a jolt that he was finally seventeen. He was going to his favorite place in the world today, the Burrow. With a slight twinge of guilt he realized that he had not yet made peace with the Dursleys (which was his plan the entire time) and it was his last few hours here for the rest of his life. He shrugged off the feeling and packed his trunk, not that he would need it for Hogwarts again, and made his way into the kitchen. The Dursleys he discovered were in a shockingly good mood, but Harry knew why, they were glad that they would be rid of him in mere hours. After what seemed like days of awkward silance the Weasleys finally arived to come and fetch Harry. Harry jumped up to answer the door (it seemed that Arthur got a Ministry car again) and welcomed his best friend, his ex-girlfriend, and the rest of the Weasley family with enthusiasm. Mrs. Weasley pulled him into a bone breaking hug untill Fred finally said, "Your killing him mum!" which was true for Harry was indeed turning blue. When Harry was free he, Ron, Ginny, the twins, Bill, and Charley burst out laughing for no apparent reason.
All to soon into the happy reunion Uncle Vernon stormed in saying "Arent you lot leaving yet! I wont sant for some meny w-w-wizards in my house!"
But Ginny replied snidly "Oh we're SO sorry Mr. Dursley but we must intrude a while longer seeing as Harry here still needs to grab his trunk. Come on Harry, I'll help you."
Harry grined at the look on his uncles face but it was more the fact that now he felt sure that Ginny didnt hate him for breaking up with her. "Ok then," he said still smiling, then Ron winked at him, and Harry followed Ginny upstairs. When they got to Harry's room Ginny, for some reason, closed the door then burst out crying.
"Harry, I cant handle it! I cant not be with you, its tearing my heart in half!"
Harry then pulled her into a sweet, loving hug and whispered in her ear, "I know, its hard for me to, every second of every day i am thinking about you and the times we have shared. Sometimes its so hard being away from you i just break out crying. I missed you Gin but I cared about your safty and I still do but if you are willing to take a risk we could try dateing again." Harry ended with a hopeful sounding voice and look in his eyes.
Ginny was stareing at him thinking how can I resist that face? and in response to Harry shie kissed him lightly on the lips and Harry who was hopeing for this as a response returned the kiss only harder, more passionate, and better then Ginny could have hoped for.
Suddenly Ron charged into the room saying "What the bloody hell is taking-?" but stoped mid-sentance seeing his best friend and his little sister kissing passionatly. Harry looked around and saw Ron smirking.
"What havent you ever seen a boy friend and a girl firend kissing before?" Harry asked laughing. (Ginny smiled at this because she had been waiting to hear him say that again.) "Well," said Harry grabing his trunk, "lets go," and he held out his hand for Ginny to hold as Ron led the way downstairs to where everyone was waiting.