As always I do not own these characters, they are the marvellous workings of JK Rowling.

Hey you guys I just wanted to say that I enjoy writing but I really suck at it. Haha. So I guess I hope you enjoy my ideas and horribly written story.

Chapter 1

It was cold, really cold...and raining to top it off. I'm okay with the cold but the wet sticky rain, can't stand it.

I sat on the couch with my knees in my chest trying to help myself which was proving to be useless.

I guess you can say I'm used to being cold and alone lately with Harry on his business trip in Argentina and my parents still back at the Burrow.

It was going to be 2 years to the date tomorrow since I moved out on my own in London. Harry helped me with finding a place said he knew where all the hot spots were to live.

Of course, he chose the flat across the hall from him.

The thunder roared outside and Ginny shivered, unable to stop the chills she got from rolling down her back.

It's just thunder Ginny. Get a grip.

But the thunder didn't scare her. She was tough, could handle anything thrown her away including her relationship with Harry being put on hold because he needed to "figure things out".

I was the girl. I needed to be figuring things out, not him. I should have left to Argentina to sort my thoughts and lied to everyone about business.

It was nights like these where "Harry thoughts" as she called them overwhelmed her that she missed her dysfunctional wizarding family.

Her decision to move out had taken her a good year to make, she had decided to start fresh after her schooling. Her work required more room for her papers and documents which the burrow could not provide, but her desire for privacy and her privacy with Harry was far greater than her work requirements.

Harry and her had found this flat together and it just happed to be across from him. Her parents couldn't have been more thrilled about him being across the hall.

She remembered how her mother had reacted when she had told them of her decision...

"But I don't understand, you don't want to live with us anymore?"

Ginny had tried to "not enough space" story a few times but she could see it didn't matter what her reason was, it was killing her mother that her baby girl was leaving.

" No, mum. I just need more space for my work, not more space from you"

She had to look down and avoid her mother's eyes, this was already hard enough.

"I think that you going into the world and establishing your independence is marvellous." Her father chimed.

"Harry is living across the hall from me, it doesn't get safer than that"

"You convinced harry to move with you, so you could get out!"

"Mum, you are overreacting he decided to move and then I suggested that I move with him so ill be with someone that you trusted."

Her mother looked satisfied, but was not completely convinced.

Ginny reverted back to reality and caught a white light in the corner of her eye.

It was a patronus charm, from the Burrow. It was her mother's voice.

"Lunch tomorrow my dear Ginny. There is a surprise for you."