All the Weasleys and Hermione sat at in the Great Hall eating their first meal together in 9 months. Ron and Hermione had to admit, it was nice, despite the twins teasing about their relationship. To hear them laugh was enough.

"So where have the three of you been these last 9 months?" Charlie asked looking at the two pieces of the Golden Trio.

"Not a word until Harry comes." Ron said.

"If he ever comes." Hermione finished gloomily.

"Where is he anyways?" Bill asked, peering over at them.

"Sulking, most likely." Ron responded. "Not that I blame him much, he's been through hell and back."

"That's it." Ginny growled angrily and stood.

"Miss Weasley!" Nearly Headless Nick floated over to her with a smile on his face, and Ginny's face lit up.

"Good morning, Nick!" She smiled, "How are you feeling today?"

"Positively bright, thank you. I should hope you are as well?" Nick asked knowingly. Ginny knew he knew where Harry was hiding.

"I would, but it seems I'm missing a little piece of information-" Nick whispered in her ear something, and she thanked him.

"Well, off to hex a bloke!" Ginny waved to the family and left the Great Hall, leaving a confused Weasley family.

"You know, Hell Hath No Fury like a Woman Scorned, was quite the common saying in my time." Nick stated, turning to Ron and Hermione. "I never quite got the meaning until now."

Ginny was planned to hex Harry Potter into oblivion for making her think he was dead. She planned to make him feel guilty, because in her mind, he deserved it. She was even planned for him to blow up in her face. But what Ginny wasn't planned for, was to not have a plan.

When she swung the doors open to the Room of Requirement, her plans seemed vague and useless, for what she saw, she hadn't planned for.

Though the mirror she was looking through was broken, she could still see him and everything that came with it. She saw every cut, every bruise and every gash. She saw every emotion, pain, suffering and discomfort. She saw a broken boy who had grown up too much in only 7 years. And more shockingly, she saw a man more alive than ever before. His eyes now didn't resemble slits, and there was more compassion in them.

"Harry…" She hadn't meant for his name to come out, but it did. And for a moment, she wished it hadn't.

But when Harry turned, she no longer wished to avoid him, for when she turned the emotions of pain and hurt vanished, to be replaced by relief and comfort.

She started walking towards him slowly, but her heart got the better of her and her pace quickened. Just before she reached him, she tripped, but Harry's reflexes worked, and he caught her and slammed her to his chest.

"Still clumsy around me, I see." Harry mumbled to her as their arms wrapped around each other securely. Ginny laughed quietly. "God, I missed you." Harry rested his head on top of hers and closed his eyes, taking in the ever present flowery fragrance of her. "Remind me to never leave you again." Ginny laughed again, taking this as a joke, but Harry hadn't meant it as one, "I mean it, Gin." He forced her to look at him, so he knew she was paying attention carefully to what he was saying. "I'm never leaving you for such lengths of time again. It makes me go mad." And with that comment, she buried her face in his chest, and his grip on her tightened protectively.

"It's nice to know you care again…" she mumbled, and Harry's eyes popped back open.

"Again?" He was hurt a little, but proceeded to make his point. "Ginny, I always cared. I breaking it off with you was exactly what I said it was. I couldn't risk losing you. I didn't know it at the time, but I do now." He didn't smile, but his voice wasn't angry. "Ginny, I love you."

Ginny didn't wait for confirmation as whether or not to do this, nor did she really need it. She never needed permission to kiss Harry. And she never would need it.

"I'm not giving up, I'm just giving in." – Never Let Me Go by Florence and The Machine.

A/N: So this was something I wrote in about a day of stopping and starting writing. You have no idea how many times I erased this and wrote again, only to find I hated the story line and re-did it again.

I left it at this, before Ginny says I love you back, because when I wrote it, I hated it and decided it sounded good enough without it.

To my Desperate readers, I hope to have Chapter 2 up tomorrow. I'm thinking of titling it, 'Comrades of Tiring Times.' What do you guys think?

And to It's Time readers, I'll post 5 soon. You won't get 6 with it like you got 4 when I posted. 5 has to big a shock to give you the chapter after it. hehehe