A/N: Hello All, I'm back again. I've got a new story for you, as always my stories could all stand alone, but if you follow along this is set between my one shot of Fred's Funeral and A Very Weasley Camping Trip. Please R&R.

"HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW WHAT'S WRONG IF YOU WON'T TELL ME."

"I WONT TELL YOU. YOU HAVE A LOT OF NERVE POTTER; YOU'RE THE ONE WHO IS INCAPABLE OF NORMAL HUMAN COMMUNICATION. HOW HARD IS IT TO TRUST ME.?"

"NOT TELLING YOU THE THINGS I DON'T TELL YOU HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH TRUST, BESIDES WE'RE NEVER IN THE SAME PLACE LONG ENOUGH TO HAVE A PROPER CONVERSATION GINNY."

"WE'RE NEVER IN THE SAME PLACE LONGE NOUGHT O DO ANYTHING. IT'S PROBABLY BEEN ALMOST A MONTH SINCE THE LAST TIME WE'VE EVEN KISSED."

"WELL WE CAN'T ALL BE SO PYSICALLY DRIVEN."

"WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN POTTER?"

"I DON'T KNOW WEASLEY IF YOU'RE SO SMART FIGURE IT OUT."

"LOVELY ANOTHER THING ABOUT YOU I HAVE TO FIGURE OUT."

Ginny wasn't sure where they'd gone wrong, but somewhere between the ending of the war and now things had gone very wrong between her and Harry. It had been hard while she was at Hogwarts and he was with the aurors, but they wrote tons of letters and tried to see each other when they could. Now she was done school and playing for the Harpies and Harry was still with the aurors. It would be wonderful if they did anything but fight.

"WELL SORRY TO DISAPOINT, BUT YOU AREN'T EXACTLY EASY TO UNDERSTAND EITHER."

"OBVIOUSLY BECAUSE YOU ARE COMPLETELY OBLIVIOUS." Ginny chose this moment to send a well-placed hex at Harry, and he ducked.

"THEN TELL ME GINNY, WHAT AM I MISSING?"

"HIT ME HARRY, HEX ME DO SOMETHING. SOMEHTING OTHER THEN STANDING THERE."

When Harry didn't respond Ginny tore across the flat and moving as quickly as she could disaparated to the Burrow. She heard the tell tale sound of apparition and knew Harry had followed her home.

"WHO KNEW YOU WERE CAPABLE OF ACTION POTTER."

"WHY DO YOU WANT ME TO HIT YOU?"

"I DIDN'T SAY YOU HAD TO HIT ME I JUST SAID DO SOMETHING."

Ginny felt herself back up against the wall of the burrow Harry advancing on her. His green eyes met hers and she saw the pain she knew was a reflection of her own gaze.

"What's wrong with us Gin?"

At that Ginny pushed Harry away, "I don't know, but I can't do this anymore."

Harry nodded, "I know it's not working is it?"

With that Ginny watched as Harry turned and walked away. She watched him until he disappeared with a crack. She turned and walked into the burrows kitchen and of course her family was there.

"How much of that did you all hear?"

Her mum hurried over to wrap her in a hug, "Now why don't you and Harry both give yourself a chance to calm down and then I'm sure you'll be able to talk this out. You don't seem like a couple that disagrees often."

Ginny snorted, "That's the problem mum all we seem to do is disagree."

Her mum looked confused, "But we've never see you two argue before, you've never said anything."

"Well we like to keep our business our business."

Ginny looked around the table at the faces of her brothers, her father, Fleur, and Hermione, "I don't want to talk about this I'm just gonna go upstairs."

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Harry was pacing back and forth in his flat when Andy showed up, with his sleeping eighteen month old godson.

"What's wrong Harry?"

Andy gentle set the little boy down on the couch and turned to Harry.

"It's nothing Andy. Would you like some tea?"

She smiled, "That would be lovely."

Harry set about making the tea and when the water had boiled set the kettle on the counter in front of Andy.

"Is Teddy over that cold he had?"

Andy nodded, "He is. Now how about you tell me about your girl troubles."

"I don't have girl troubles Andy."

"Really Harry."

"Ginny and I have been fighting. I think we just broke up."

"What do you mean; you've always seemed fine when I saw the two of you together."

"We did that on purpose Andy; we didn't want to complicate anything. Our lives are really closely tied together we didn't want to drag the people we care about into the middle of this."

Harry looked up at Andy when she placed her hand on his arm, "Is there anything I can do to help? Why don't I keep Teddy tonight, you've got a lot going on?"

Harry shook his head, "I'd really like to keep him tonight if you don't mind Andy, and I'll be fine."

After Harry managed to shoo a reluctant Andy out the door Harry turned to his godson. Teddy gurgled at him and changed his eyes to a bright green. He looked around the flat and then turned to Harry his hair turning red and asked, "Innie Awwe?"

Harry tried to smile at the little boy, "Sorry kiddo Ginny couldn't come today."

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Back at the Burrow Hermione thought she'd never seen the Weasley family so quiet. "Did anyone know they were fighting?"

Hermione looked around the kitchen table and saw disbelief in the eyes of everyone around the table, "How do we fix this?"

Ron shook his head, "I don't think we can fix this they need to fix it themselves, but I do know if Ginny is going to refuse to talk to me I'm going to go talk to Harry."

"You'll do no such thing Ronald."

Everyone turned to face Mr. Weasley, "You will all leave Ginny and Harry alone, in fact make yourselves scarce, your mother and I will talk to them but until then steer clear."

Hermione watched as Mr. Weasley made his way upstairs and slowly the rest of the family slipped away. She grabbed Ron's hand and pulled him along after her. They would steer clear of Harry and Ginny at least for the weekend.

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Mr. Weasley knocked on Ginny's door feeling a bit apprehensive. A muffled come in came from in the room so he pushed the door open and saw his baby girl face down on the bed with her face buried in the pillows. He moved across the room and sat on the edge of her bed.

"Talk to me Ginny what happened?"

Ginny rolled over to look at her dad, "I messed up dad."

Arthur smoothed the hair back from his daughter's face, "How did you mess up sweetheart?"

"Harry and I have been fighting. It's just that we never have time to really be together. We thought it might get easier when I wasn't at Hogwarts anymore, but it hasn't. There are so many things Harry just won't tell me. I know he still has nightmares, because I've come over to see him screaming in his sleep. He won't talk to me though, and every time I try to talk to him I can't seem to. There are things, bad things that happened to me as well and whenever Harry brings it up I can't seem to talk about it. It feels like everything we can't say is building this wall between us and I don't know how to get past this. We try to talk and it just ends in an argument. Not to mention our physical relationship is practically nonexistent. Do you think Harry doesn't find me attractive?"

Arthur sighed, "Well I know you are a beautiful woman Ginny, I really can't speak for Harry you'll need to talk to him about your err physical relationship. As for the other bit, you two just need to talk, no walking away. Sit down and tell him how you feel. It won't be easy, but you need to be open with each other."

"I know dad, and part of me understands Harry is just trying to protect. He's always so stupid and noble; he doesn't want to burden me with his nightmares. But there is still so much I don't know about him, he's so closed off and I guess pushing him hasn't helped any."

"Ginny it sounds like you've both made some mistakes I think you should go over and talk to Harry."

"I can't today dad. I leave with the Harpies in a couple hours we won't be back until Monday."

Arthur nodded, "Alright, but promise me you'll talk to Harry when you get back."

"I will dad thanks."

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It was Monday and Harry was miserable. He really wanted to speak with Ginny, but she had been away all weekend and had practice today. He had been unable to track down either Ron or Hermione to talk to so he found himself quite unfocused.

This was a bad thing as he was currently on assignment. Harry heard shouts from the aurors to his right and took off in the direction of their cries when he saw something large and furry coming at him from the corner of his vision.

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Harry woke confused and quite sore. He tried to sit up but found himself unable to do so.

"Slow down there Harry you got pretty busted up."

Harry turned his head and saw a beat up Neville in the bed next to him.

"Hey Nev, are you okay?"

Neville laughed, "Yeah thanks to you. Whatever that thing was it was headed right for my throat when you got between it and me. You on the other hand are pretty scratched up."

"What happened, other than the furry thing jumping at us?"

"I don't really know Harry, we seemed to have the tactical advantage, but then out of nowhere we were losing. This whole day has really just firmed up my desire to do something else."

"You're going to leave the aurors Neville?"

"Yeah, I really only joined to help track down the last of the death eaters, and to prove to myself that I can do this. There's a Herbology master, who said he'd be willing to take me on as his apprentice in a couple years I think when the time comes I'll leave to do that."

Harry smiled, "Well it's no secret you are great with Herbology. I'm sure you'll do great."

Neville's reply was cut off when a healer walked into the room, "Good afternoon gentlemen. Mr. Longbottom, your emergency contact is here and I am going to discharge you to her, although I am keeping you on desk duty for the remainder of the week. Mr. Potter I have the first of your potions. We've contacted your emergency contact and will most likely release you to her later today once we've assured there is no dangerous internal damage."

Harry had vague memories of potions being poured down his throat and then nothing.

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Ginny Weasley headed to the locker rooms after a grueling practice. They had lost their game on Sunday and Gwenog was determined to send them all to hell for it. She moved as quickly as she could to shower and dress. She needed to talk to Harry. Ginny was just slinging her bag over her shoulder when Gwenog walked into the locker room with a very somber looking man.

A sense of foreboding settled in Ginny's stomach when they approached her.

"Ms. Weasley?"

Ginny nodded at the strange man, and he continued, "I have been sent on behalf of the auror department…"

Ginny plopped down on the bench behind her, her mind reeling, what had happened?

"Ms. Weasley are you alright?"

Ginny nodded again indicating that the man should continue.

"I am here because you are auror Potter's emergency contact. I regret to inform you he has been injured. He is at St. Mungo's and can be released into your custody upon his discharge."

The man handed Ginny a piece of paper and then turned on his heel and left. Ginny was left staring at the paper. She read the words again and again. Harry was in hospital, in the creature induced injuries ward. Harry had been injured at work, badly enough that he couldn't sign himself out of the hospital. Ginny's musings were broken into by Gwenog.

"We have an off weekend this week Ginny. Take some personal time this week and I'll see you at training this weekend. Go do what you have to do."

Ginny moved not sure of anything, just focusing on getting to the hospital. By some miracle she managed no to splinch herself and wandering in her dazed state managed to find herself outside of Harry's hospital room. She looked through the glass of the door and saw two beds the first was empty and the second held Harry. He was naked from the waist up, but there wasn't much skin visible as his torso was almost completely covered in bandages.

"You must be Ginny Weasley; I am the healer on Auror Potter's case."

Ginny turned to see a kind looking older man smiling at her, "You can go in and I'll explain what's going on."

Ginny nodded and walked through the door. She sat in the chair next to Harry's bed afraid to touch him not sure if she had the right to touch him anymore when the healer interrupted again.

"We have run some tests and are unable to figure out exactly what got Auror Potter, but we can't find any traces of poison or any concerns beyond the lacerations. The animal whatever it was raked its claws from Auror Potter neck over much of his torso. Fortunately his ribs stopped the claws from inflicting any damage to his heart and lungs. The cuts on his abdomen aren't deep enough to have done any organ damage. The animals claws just missed Auror Potters carotid artery, which is fortunate because he would have bleed out if they hadn't. We have him on several different potions to manage the pain, ward off infection, replenish his blood supply, and speed the healing process. We've decided that as long as you feel comfortable administering his potions Auror Potter can be released into your care today. We've out together a list of the potions and when they need to be administered. DO you think you can handle that?"

Ginny stared at the Healer and then looked down at the list on the paper. Everything looked self-explanatory, so she nodded.

"Good then I'll also give you his list of restrictions and some instructions on wound care. I'll go get the discharge paperwork for you to sign."

The healer hurried out of the room and Ginny turned back to Harry. She slowly placed one hand over Harry's and was surprised to feel a gentle squeeze. She looked up to see Harry's eyes clouded, but open and looking at her.

He opened his mouth and after a couple tries managed to croak out two words, "Sorry Gin." She watched as his eyes closed again. The healer came bustling back into the room carrying a container with Harry's potions a sheaf of papers for her and the discharge papers she would need to sign.

The rest of the time at the hospital seemed to go by in a blur. She signed her name several times and too the potions and papers from the healer. She helped hospital transport get Harry to his flat and soon it was just the two of them. Ginny wasn't sure what she'd gotten herself into.