Harry woke up as a thin ray of sunlight passed over his eyes. Evidently he had forgotten to close the drapes the night before. Or had it been just that morning? It was all rather a jumble to him now. He was not even sure how he had gotten to the Gryffindor common room after all the chaos of the previous night. All he remembered was a soft and soothing voice telling him it was going to be all right now and that he could finally rest. Opening his eyes, Harry looked around the room and realized at once that he was not wearing his glasses.
"Accio, glasses," he thought as he rested his hand on the wand that was still tucked in his belt.
To his surprise, the spell actually worked. Normally he had to be actually holding his wand for a spell to work properly. This time he heard his glasses whistle through the air and then felt them strike his chest hard enough to sting slightly. Putting them on, Harry rubbed his chest for a moment but soon forgot about the pain as he realized what he had thought was a pillow was someone's lap.
"How beautiful," Harry thought as he looked up into the sleeping face of Ginevra Molly Weasley, his Ginny. The sunlight that had woken him was also falling on her hair and causing it to shine like molten copper. Harry could not help but just look up at her face and wonder how he had ever managed to be without her for so long. He had thought it was all for the best when he had told her that they could no longer be together, but not a day had gone by that he had not ached to see her, to talk to her, to hold her close and tell her how much he loved her.
"I was a fool," Harry whispered to his sleeping angel. "Will you ever be able to forgive me?"
"Yes you were and of course I will," Ginny said opening her eyes to look at him with the bright chocolate brown eyes that he had missed so much. "But if you ever leave me again I'll hex you so bad you won't be able to walk for a week."
"Deal," was all Harry said before pulling her face down so that he could kiss her.
It was a wonderful way to wake up and they spent a few minutes, or an eternity, just enjoying the sensation of being with each other again. Sometimes they talked in soft half sentences, but mostly they just stared into each other's eyes and fell deeper and deeper in love than they had ever been before. Dumbledore had said that love was the most powerful magic, and Harry and Ginny were living proof that his words were absolutely true.
"Oi! Potter! You going to ask my permission to date my sister?" said Ron's voice suddenly.
Harry's nerves were still a bit on edge and he rolled off the couch and pulled his wand without even thinking about it. No matter how fast Harry moved, Ginny had moved even faster and was standing and standing with her wand pointed in her brother's face before Harry could even blink.
"Oh, and who says I need anyone's permission to do anything," Ginny growled in a very unladylike voice. "I can take care of myself you bloody prat."
Surprisingly, Ron just scooped his sister up in his arms and hugged her tightly to his chest as he laughed and kissed the top of her head. Taken by surprise by the unexpected reaction of her brother, Ginny let her wand fall to the ground and hugged him back just as tightly. Ron looked up over his sister's head and winked at Harry with a wide smile on his face.
"Well you sure told me then," Ron said pulling back and looking into Ginny's curious eyes. "Guess I don't have any say in this at all, do I?"
"Nope," Ginny said with a slight blush, "but thanks for caring."
"Take care of my sister, Harry," Ron said as he hugged Ginny again.
"I will," Harry said with a smile.
"That's so sweet," Hermione said from behind Harry.
Turning to look up at his second best friend in all the world, Harry could only smile and nod. Harry was pleased to see that Hermione looked absolutely radiant as she stared at Ron. There had always been a slight hardness to Hermione's eyes before; a hardness that Harry realized was due to the fact that she was not letting herself feel certain emotions about a certain red haired wizard. Now the hardness was gone from her eyes and instead, for the first time that Harry could remember, he realized just how much she really did love Ron.
"Yeah," Harry said as he walked over next to Hermione so he could wrap an arm around her shoulder. "Nothing like seeing a brother and sister who love each other as much as those two do, don't you think, sis?"
It took Hermione a second to figure out what Harry was saying to her. Then it was as if the floodgates had open and she was crying her eyes out as Harry laughed softly and hugged her tightly.
"You are the brother I always wanted," Hermione said in a watery voice as she cried into Harry's chest.
"Blimey," chuckled Harry. "I tell you you're like a sister to me and you start crying. Anyone would think I had just threatened you with a trip to Azkaban."
Whatever Hermione was going to say was forgotten as Ron and Ginny joined in the hug and Harry found himself at the center of his first ever real family hug. Tears of joy pouring down all of their faces, each of them knew that they were exactly where they were supposed to be, and no one was ever going to separate them again.
"We made it," whispered Ron.
"Yes we did," answered Hermione.
"Now what do we do?" asked Ginny.
"We enjoy the sun filled days of our lives," answered Harry, and they all knew that he was right.
