Disclaimer: This writing is based on characters, settings and situations created and owned by JK Rowling.

Authors note: This is my first fanfic. If you like it, please let me know. If you want it, I will release the next part once it is done.

Chapter 1: The Reunion

The Weasleys, of the Burrow, England, had always been a respected family by the better half of the wizarding community. The red-haired family consisted of Mr and Mrs Weasley, mother and father to their seven children, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred, George, Ron and Ginny. Charlie worked in Romania with dragons, Bill worked for Gringotts wizarding bank as a curse breaker, Percy Weasley worked for the British Ministry of Magic as the personal assistant to Barty crouch snr, junior assistant to the Minister for Magic and the heads of the Department of Magical transportation and Fred, George, Ron and Ginny were all students at Hogwarts Scholl of Witchcraft and Wizardry. And now, our story begins on one sunny morning of the 19th of August 1996.

Ginny Weasley was excited, to say the least. She had been looking forward to this day for 4 weeks now and it had to finally arrived. She stood with her family, raising herself on tiptoes to look over the crowds of people who swarmed Diagon Alley, looking for the one person she missed the most. She had written letters to him throughout the summer, anxiously waiting for a reply, hoping each time that she would get to read what she wanted to read. Every time the clumsy owl of the Weasley family, Errol, swooped into her window, she jumped with excitement, letting out a little squeak of happiness. The last time she had done this, she had received the best information she had received in a long time. The letter read:

Ginny,

Sorry this reply is so late. The Dursleys, although they have been keeping their distance, have been giving me a hard time about the 'danger' that might follow me to their house. Of course, they are still scared of wat I will (or the Order) will do to them if they lay even a finger on me. I am so happy to hear that you have been made prefect. It looks like we will be spending more time together. How are you feeling about this year? I know you obviously have your O. at the end. I'm not going to lie, it's a tough year but if you need help in any of the subjects, I will always be there to help.

Your mum had already said that I can come to stay for the last couple of weeks of summer. I asked Dumbledore if he's OK with it (because he needs to know every, last detail of my life) and he has said that its fine. I have already arranged with you mum and Ron to meet in Diagon Alley on the 12th. I was wondering if you would want to get away for your family for a while and go get coffee or something in Diagon Alley. It's fine if you don't. I can't wait to see you. I'm so glad that we got to know each other more over last year.

Love

Harry

Ginny read and re-read the last part of the note repeatedly. She was so happy that Harry was going to stay for the last weeks of the summer (even though it was a common thing). She was even more happy that harry had asked her on what was basically a date. But the thing that really got to her, the thing that had made her the happiest she had been in a long time was the fact that he had put 'Love, Harry' at the end. This made her so happy that her legs turned to jelly and she fell face first onto her bed. As soon as she got up, she pulled out her quill and ink, found a piece of parchment and wrote:

Harry,

Don't worry about how long it takes to send a reply, I'm just glad that you did send one. I'm sorry to hear that you are getting are hard time from your Aunt and Uncle. I was so surprised that I was made prefect. My family wasn't though considering that all the others (apart from Ron) were. I'm not too worried about this year. Although I'm sure that the O. will be tough, I know that I've got people that can help me prepare really well for them.

I am so happy to hear that you are coming to stay at the Burrow for the rest of the summer. I was really hoping that I would be seeing you on the 12th in Diagon Alley. I would love to get coffee or something with you. It would be nice to get away from the family for a bit. I am really looking forward to seeing you.

Love

Ginny

She sent the letter with the clumsy owl, Errol, and watched him fly off into the sunset. But after this, Ginny hadn't heard from Harry at all. She was slightly upset that he hadn't written her, but she was just glad that she was going to see him on the 12th.

And so, Ginny, still standing on her tiptoes, carried on looking into the crowd for the Boy-Who-Lived. Almost a half hour had passed, and Ginny still hadn't seen Harry. She was starting to believe that he hadn't bothered until she heard a very familiar voice sound behind her.

"Mrs Weasley! Over here." Harry had called over the crowd. All the Weasleys turned to look at him. His long, messy, jet black hair was as prominent as always on the top of his head. The large, emerald green eyes of his looked at the family, eventually stopping on one of them. Harry and Ginny stared at each other for what seemed to Ginny like the most perfect moment of her life. She had forgotten how handsome he was. Without realising what she was doing, she ran forwards and embraced harry in the tightest hug she had ever given.

"I'm so happy to see you" she whispered so that only Harry could hear.

"I'm so happy to see you too" he replied, matching the whisper he had received. Ginny released him from the wonderful embrace and stared once again into his wondrous eyes knowing that this was the start of her best year ever.