A/N: Hope you all like this. It's my favorite and the only good one out of all the crap fic's that I've written. It'll get better to I promised especially when I actually introduce the main plot. By the way I don't own any of the characters and I believe that the title of my story is also a movie or something so if it is then I don't own that either.

Forever and a Day

Chapter 1

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I never knew I could feel so strongly for someone, especially at fifteen but the connection between us was like nothing I've felt before. Not like I've felt much in my short existence. Watching him show off on his Cleansweep five made butterflies erupt in my stomach and a lump grow in my throat.

"I'm too young for this." I muttered to myself, as I turned back to my over the summer potion studying.

"Too young for what?" A voice behind me asked.

After a brief second of thinking the tree was talking (you never know in the wizarding world) I watched Ginny sit next to me. I mentally rolled my brown eyes. "Nothing. I was just talking to myself."

"Sure you were." Ginny said sarcastically, "So you think Harry will notice me this year?"

My jaw dropped, true Ginny had changed over the summer but the attitude was a new development. "Since when have you been so straightforward?"

"It's my new attitude, like it?"

"I suppose, but the question is. Will Harry like it?" Secretly I knew that Harry only loved Ginny in a sisterly way but why should I be the one to rain on her parade. I looked back up at Harry, the twins and HIM playing Qudditich. Christ! I can't stop thinking about him, even at night when I'm sleeping.

"Ginny have you ever had a dream that felt truly real?" I asked, meekly.

"It depends what were dreaming about? Or should I say who?" Ginny grinned, her eyes traveled up towards her brother.

"Never mind!" I muttered, fiercely as color flooded my cheeks. I hid my head in my potion's book and busied myself with notes for school.

"I don't know why you hide your feelings. You know Ron likes you. Hell I heard him confess it."

Wait! Did she just say that he confessed it? "When.to who.why?" My mind was reeling with questions. Ginny smirked evilly at me. Oh shit! I just confessed one of my deepest secrets with him only meters away.

"Well he said it in his sleep a couple of nights ago. After he started mumbling stuff that I couldn't understand. So I left."

"Why were you in his room?" I raised an eyebrow at her and it was her turn to blush.

"I.I don't remember." She stuttered quickly.

"It wouldn't be a first." Someone laughed from behind Ginny. We both jumped and quickly spun around to see who it was. Ron! Shit! How long was he standing there?

He looked away from Ginny to me. Don't smile.Don't smile.don't smi. Ron's face broke into his magnificent smile that lit up his whole face. Damn him! He always does this to me. Maybe it's time to give him a taste of his own medicine. I screwed my face into a brilliant smile and asked, "so did you have fun?"

"Loads." He replied, still smiling he sat down on the grass entirely to close to me (not like I minded) "I saw you watching me." His smile grew and I swear it was touching the edges of his eyes.

Smooth Granger! I sat there staring at him while he was on his broomstick completely oblivious to the fact that he might (and did) see me. "I.I just wanted to make sure you didn't get hurt.yeah that's it hurt." Can you say "busted".

"I'm glad you care about me." He said. Was it my imagination or did his voice just go an octave lower.

"Well.umm."

"Cat got your tongue." He whispered, his lips brushing against my ear. Where's a hole when I need one.

"Hello! I'm still here!" Ginny yelled, as she covered her eyes, "If you're going to flirt could you at least wait for me to leave."

Ron drew away from me, his ears a bright shade of pink. Never underestimate the power of a red head not to mention a Weasley. Ron slowly got to his feet never taking his eyes off me. Without another word he took off towards the house. "I don't know if I should thank you or slap you." I grumbled, slamming the potion book shut.

"You liked that, didn't you?"

"N.no It was quite.umm.annoying actually." Since when did I start to sound like Quirell?

"Whatever you say." Ginny laughed, as she pulled herself off the ground and walked to the Burrow.

This is going to be an interesting year by the looks of it.

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Walking through the forbidden forest wasn't my idea of fun but I kept on walking further and further in.

"It's about time you got here." A low voice said. Before I could turn around two pairs of strong arms wrapped around my waist. Twirling me around he started placing butterfly kisses on my neck.

"Sorry." I mumbled, burying my head in the crook of his neck.

"It's all right, you're here with me and that's all that matters." He pulled me closer to his chest and we held each other for awhile as the turmoil that I felt in the dream melted away. But soon the peaceful serene background turned into earsplitting screams. Red flames and black smoke filled the air ad several green flashes would be seen in the general direction of Hogwarts.

"Ron! What's happening?" He just shrugged and took off towards the forest edge his hand in mine. We are almost there when at least four cloaked figures appeared in front of us. Their wands held at are chests. Ron gently pushed me behind him to shield me in case they attacked. It just caused the Death Eaters to laugh evilly.

"Very noble Weasley, but were not going to kill you at least not yet."

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Sweating and shaking I bolted up from my cot in Ginny's room. That dream was way to real, I could practically feel everything that was happening. I pulled myself from the cot and set off towards the kitchen, hoping to shake off the feeling left from the dream.

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Ron sat at the kitchen table with his head resting on his hands. He was trying to sort out the strangest of dreams he had just had. It had started out quite nicely, just Hermione and him. Unfortunately it had went down hill from there when out of nowhere the Death Eaters had attacked. Worse yet the dream felt real, strangely real. Every touch, scent and feeling.

"Why are you up?"

The familiar voice made Ron jump and fall out of his chair. "What am I doing up! What about you?"

"I couldn't sleep." I laughed, sitting down at the kitchen table across from Ron, or where he was sitting a few moments ago.

Ron pulled himself off the floor and went to the counter. He grabbed two cups and filled them with tea. Setting one in front of me Ron took his seat and smiled.

"I couldn't sleep either, had the weirdest dream."

"Same here. What was yours about?"

"Umm. I don't remember." Ron said quickly his face flushing red. "What about yours?"

"I don't remember either." There was an awkward silence as we stared at each other. Ron's face was bright red, I assumed my face was too.

"Do you think the Death Eaters will ever attack Hogwarts?" We both blurted out causing are eyes to widen with shock.

"What dream did you have last night?" I asked, suspiciously. It couldn't possible be the same dream that's practically impossible.

"I told you I don't remember." Ron said, raising his voice slightly. He was getting agitated.

"I highly doubt that." I whispered loudly. Finally familiar ground, Ron and me fighting it was a lot more comfortable than flirting.

"Why? I would've thought you would have said it was just like me to forget something." Ron shot back angrily.

The nerve of him, one minute he's acting all sweet and the next he's telling me off. Two can play at this game.

"Ronald Weasley if you think that I would say something like that, than apparently you don't know me that well." I jumped up from my seat and walked swiftly from the room.

"Apparently you don't know yourself." Ron yelled after me. As I reached Ginny's room I heard Mrs. Weasley yelling softly at Ron for being up so late and for making so much noise that probably woke up the whole household. I smiled to myself that should teach him a lesson.