Ginny:
Two years after the battle of Hogwarts, I was approached by Kingsley and he asked me if I would like to join the Auror Department. They were in desperate need of female aurors. I wasn't sure how I felt about that, especially since I knew that they were planning on making Harry the head of the department at the end of the year. I didn't think me and Harry working together was a good idea. But I had told Kingsley I would consider it and get back to him as soon as possible.
I had just gotten home from my interview with Kingsley when Harry popped in through the fireplace. He smiled at me and hurried over to kiss me gently, "You're looking happy," I commented. Harry nodded and shrugged, "Well, I just heard that you were in the Ministry today. Care to tell me why?" I raised my eyebrows, "You don't already know?" Harry smiled broadly, "They offered you the vacancy in my department, didn't they?" He'd wanted me to come and work with him for ages. It meant we got to spend more time together. But I didn't necessarily think mixing business and pleasure was a good idea. I sighed, "Yes he did." Harry was already opening a bottle of wine, "And?" he asked. He poured two glasses and I sighed again, "I told him I'll think about it."
Harry raised his eyebrow, "What…you don't want to work with me?" I shook my head, "No, I don't want to work beneath you." Harry grinned and moved closer to me, "Are you sure about that?" I couldn't help but chuckle, "Ah Harry, forever the charmer." Harry grinned, "Whatever it takes, Gin." He was about to move in and kiss me when the fireplace sizzled green flames and Hermione appeared, "Hi you two. Sorry for interrupting. Harry, can I have a word?"
I said hello to Hermione before they disappeared into the spare bedroom of our apartment. They often had private conversations about work which I wasn't allowed in on. I didn't mind so much. I knew Harry and Hermione had nothing but a platonic relationship so she didn't let it faze me. Ron popped into the fireplace minutes later and smiled tiredly, "Hey sis! Are Hermione and Harry…?" I pointed in the direction of the room. He smiled gratefully, "Thanks, Gin!"
I got to work cooking. My cooking wasn't as nearly as good as my mums, but I knew a thing or two. The three would be a while. There was a big case going on at the Ministry and it involved both the Aurors and, more importantly, Hermione's department of Magical Law Enforcement.
Half an hour later, they emerged, all three looking troubled. Ron asked Harry, "Now…about that wine?" I rolled my eyes as I cooked some chicken schnitzel. It finally finished and with my wand, I flew some plates onto the table using Accio. Then I did the same to the chicken and vegetables. Ron looked at me like a grateful puppy, "Ah, thanks Gin! You're simply the best!" Being Ron, he ate it without a second thought.
When Ron and Hermione left an hour later, I felt exhausted. My legs were aching from Quidditch practice and Gwenog had only done physical training today. That entailed running around the field for hours on end. I collapsed on the couch the minute Ron and Hermione had disappeared. I sighed as Harry sat down next to me and took my hand in his before kissing it and saying, "What's the matter?" I sat up straight and said, "I...don't know. I'm just exhausted." Harry sighed, "We never get time to spend alone either." I grimaced, "Let's start with setting boundaries in terms of Ron and Hermione. Once a week for dinner instead of three." Harry smiled apologetically, "Gin…" he tried to placate me. I rolled my eyes, "I know. You have things to talk about. Well…I need to see my fiancé too, Harry. I never get time alone with you anymore." Harry smiled, "Alright then. Two times a week instead of three?" I nodded, "I can work with that." I placed my legs which were stretched out across the couch on Harry's lap. He smiled and said, "You're asking for a foot massage aren't you?" I nodded and grinned, "I got new heals on the weekend which I wore to the Ministry and they were killing my feet!" Harry chuckled, "I don't know why you put yourself through that unnecessary pain." I replied, "It's part of being a woman," as he began to rub my feet. I sighed in relief as some of the pain began to fade. Harry smirked, "Well I think you went out to impress if you wore heals. You don't do that for just anybody or any given occasion."
I couldn't help but roll my eyes, "It was the Ministry, Harry. I had to look smart." He grinned, "You visit me often enough and you don't wear heals." I grumbled, "Let's rephrase. It was Kingsley I was visiting. I don't have to look smart for you. You've seen me at my worst." Harry became silent then and I realized he didn't want to think about the time I had been severely depressed, right after the battle and Fred's death. It had been a really difficult for everyone. No-one had managed to snap me out of it though. The only person who had managed was Harry and for that I was forever grateful.
Flashback-2nd June 1998
It was exactly a month after the war had ended. George was in recovery at trauma clinic and school started in a few months. We were waiting for the castle to be rebuilt and I was repeating my seventh year. I had no strength to do anything. Harry was at the ministry half the time and Ron was doing all he could at Weasley Wizard Wheezes. He was looking for people to help him because he wasn't coping on his own. My mum was with George most of the time. My dad working as much as he could to get away from it all. Hermione was starting the hunt for her parents, which meant I was left alone, a lot. I didn't mind so much. Even when I was with everyone I dwelled in my own thoughts and didn't feel like I was really living in the present. I sat on the couch and read my book. I made myself a breakfast of blueberry flapjacks. I did whatever I could to distract myself. The thing is, even though I was keeping actively busy, I still thought about things I didn't want to think about.
It was twelve 'o clock on a Tuesday and I was sitting on the couch and reading my book when the front door opened. It was Harry. I glanced at him before turning back to the book. We'd avoided contact in the last month, which had been really difficult considering we lived in the same house at the moment. I told him idly, "There are blueberry flapjacks in the fridge." He thanked me politely and went to go and help himself. I had foolishly thought that when the war ended, everything would be the same as if was before. I was wrong.
Harry commented, "It's a nice day…why don't you go and fly? It will be good practice." I raised my one eyebrow, "Are you calling me fat?" I asked. Harry backtracked immediately, "No! Not at all…I just…hate seeing you like this?" I rolled my eyes, "Like what? Fat?"
Harry was resisting the urge to fight with me I could see as he said firmly, "I never said that, Ginny. You're putting words in my mouth." I turned my attention back to my book. Harry lost his patience with me, "Is this how it's always going to be with us-you putting words in my mouth?" I grimaced, not liking his tone, and retorted, "At least I didn't abandon you for a year and let everyone think I was dead!" He scowled at me and said furiously, "You know what; when the real Ginny Weasley re-inhabits your body, please let me know!" I mumbled under my breath, "Hypocrite," just loud enough for him to hear. He stormed out of the house that day and he didn't return for the next three days.
Present day:
I snapped back to reality after thinking about those difficult times. There was a knock on the door and I sighed as Harry hopped up off the couch. There was a pretty witch at the door- our neighbor, Sienna- who I distinctly felt like had a major crush on Harry. She often popped by at the most unexpected hours. Sienna smiled at him pleasantly, "Hi…Mr. Potter. Sorry to interrupt, but your mail was left at my window, again." Harry frowned, "Thanks, Sienna. I will speak to Kingsley about this problem. I don't know why the owl keeps dropping it at your window instead of mine." Sienna giggled and flicked her blonde hair girlishly, "It's not a problem. I really don't mind." Harry nodded and politely ended the conversation, "Thanks Sienna. Have a good weekend."
He waved her goodbye and closed the door before huffing, "I wish she would realize that I'm unavailable." I retorted, "Imagine how it makes me feel. It's not just her who's been fawning over you of late." Harry sighed, "Who else?" I laughed and placed the latest issue of Witch Weekly in front of him. His picture graced the front page and the title read, 'Harry Potter never looked this good.' He rolled his eyes, "They need someone else to speak about." I nodded in agreement, "They really do." We continued sitting in silence in our thoughts.
Flashback-5th June 1998
Harry hadn't been heard from in a week and when I had told mum about our fight (that occurred the other day) moments earlier, she exploded in my face. All her anger and frustration that she'd been holding in was taken out on me. It caused me to apparate and I ended up apparating to Luna's house. I hadn't known where else to go. Her father answered the doorbell and he had let me in.
We now sat at the river which ran on the side as I told her about the last few days. Hell, I told her about the last few months. She listened quietly while I ranted and raved. When I was done, she replied, "Have you properly spoken to Harry? Sat down with him and told him how much he hurt you?" I shook my head, "No. I think he knows from other ways I've expressed myself."
Luna sighed and shook her head, "Things were a lot simpler back in our Hogwarts days. They seem so long ago." I nodded in agreement and lay down on the grass, staring at the sky, "I wish I could forgive him. He wants to be an auror, Luna. That's like the most dangerous job there is. He's going to be gallivanting the world all of his life and leaving me behind. I don't know if I'm cut out for that."
We both contemplated this and then Luna asked, "Do you trust him?" I bit my lip and replied, "I don't know. Not right now. I have in the past though." My friend smiled, "Trust is key, Ginny. When you trust him again, then you'll be able to forgive him." I marveled at her smart words, "Wow! Since when were you good at relationship advice?" She smiled serenely and threw a rock in the river.
A/N:To those of you have supported Through Ginny's eyes for the longest of time, I can say I'm truly grateful! I appreciate it more than you know. I'm trying to read through all that I have written so that I can continue writing it and think on more plot to write. I do want to finish it, I just can't say when! I really, truly appreciate your patience and constant support! I think a big problem is that my writing style has matured and improved since I began writing the story and I'm trying to figure out how to tie it all together.
In the meantime, I'm writing this little futuristic story. Maybe it will get the sparks going! As always, thank you all for your wonderful support! This fic was initially Aurors Times Two, but I think I've got more of a story line in sight. Please review and let me know if you have any suggestions and or questions/ comments. Thanks!
N.B: Please note that this fic is in no way associated with Through Ginny's Eyes and is rather an entirely separate fic of its own. It's not a sequel. Thanks!