A/N: Thank you StarsAbove221B for beta-ing the chapter and making it better by your suggestions.

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Ginny woke up in the middle of the night to a sound of a ringing bell. The sound was coming from the Muggle device that Harry had given her so that they could at least talk. Ginny picked up the call.

"Harry, what do you want?" Ginny asked irritably, sleep evident in her voice.

"Good to hear your voice too, Ginny," Harry replied from the other end.

"Harry… Don't test my patience and just tell me: why did you call?" Ginny yawned. "And also why at this time?"

"I wanted to hear your voice," he said calmly as if this was the most obvious answer. "That's the most I can get till our wedding day."

"Well you would have been able to get a lot more if you could just keep your hands to yourself," Ginny replied.

"It's not my fault that I find my fiancée sexy," Harry replied. "I got tempted to kiss you… It's basically your fault."

Ginny chuckled at that. "Yeah, it's definitely my fault that you find me sexy when I'm brushing my teeth. Seriously, Harry! Who kisses someone while they are brushing."

"Hey! I only kissed you on your cheek."

"And… "

"On your neck."

"And… "

"On your shoulder blade," Harry admitted one by one.

Ginny laughed, slightly shaking her head "You're impossible, Harry."

"Well I didn't kiss you on your lips; you were the one who washed your mouth quickly and then pulled me in a kiss, wrapping your hands around my neck…your fingers playing with my hair…"

"Ok Harry, I get it, it was my fault. No need to go into more details."

"There was a little toothpaste in the corner of your lips, it was of a nice flavor…refreshing, too…"

"Harry!" Ginny warned slightly, not wanting to remember what happened after it.

"Mint, I think," Harry continued, ignoring the warning.

"What will it take for you to stop talking about that?" she asked.

"For a start, talk nicely to me," he replied, taking advantage of her question, "And by the way, it was one of the most beautiful and memorable moments in my life; I still can't figure out why you don't want to talk about it," Harry teased her.

"Yeah, getting caught kissing by my mother, real memorable one," she replied sarcastically.

"We weren't doing anything wrong."

"No, we were not, but we were told to stay away from each other till the wedding day. You know how strict Mum is when it comes to traditions."

"Yeah, I know fully about it now," he let out a small sigh. "Because of it we are doomed to only talk secretly like this, no Floo talk, no letters, no nothing. Mrs. Weasley also stopped me from visiting the Burrow. Now the only thing left is placing anti-Harry charms near the Burrow, if there is something like that," Harry said exasperatedly "She even took away my invisibility cloak," he added. "Trust me, Voldemort is nothing in comparison to your mother when it comes to achieve something she wants." Ginny laughed at that. "Don't laugh Ginny, it's NOT funny. I'm lucky your mother was not a death eater or else I wouldn't have even stood a chance."

She laughed even harder at that, imagining her mother in black supporting Voldemort, even more like treating and scolding Voldemort like she scolded Fred and George, whenever one of his plans failed because of Harry.

"So you won't stop laughing. Ok, I will just start talking about that memorable kiss again."

She stopped laughing at that threat. "Harry, I won't laugh just don't start reminding me that again."

Harry smirked at that. "Too late now. If you really want that you have to agree to my one more condition."

"And what's that? "

"Go to the Burrow's roof," he replied simply.

"But why?"

"So as I remember when we were deepening the ki-"

"Ok, I'm going, no need for that," Ginny said, sleep completely absent from her voice by now. She opened her room's door and went quietly to the roof. When she sat down she asked, "Now what?"

"Nothing, just talk to me," he replied.

"WHAT? " Did he become mentally challenged from fighting with baddies for too long or because the wedding preparations took their toll on him? Ginny thought.

"Talk to me, Ginny," Harry repeated. "I want to listen to your voice as my girlfriend."

She smiled at that.

"And by the way, not meaning to tease you but you really looked beautiful that morning, your hair all disheveled, toothpaste bubbles slightly coming out of your mouth. I know many will not find that very aesthetic but you really looked beautiful, or, more precisely, cute."

"Harry, don't you think we should stop telling lies to each other? It would be much better."

"What lies?"

"Like this fake praising."

"I didn't say anything fake, I just said what was in my heart," he said softly.

Hearing this, Ginny blushed a little. Even when they were apart he made her blush by his random compliments which were now increased as they were not allowed to meet.

"You there?" he asked after a moment of silence.

"Hmm…" came her voice.

"Isn't the moon very beautiful tonight?" he asked.

"I can't see it, Harry," Ginny replied looking at the sky.

"Try harder, then maybe you will be able to see it," he said, smiling. "From here I can see a full moon in the sky."

Now this new work for me. Now I have to search for the moon in the sky all night. How much free time does he have, why doesn't the auror department give him more work and responsibilities? Ginny thought in her mind while looking around in the sky.

"Do you see it?"

"Yes, found it."

"Isn't it beautiful?"

"What's beautiful in it? It's just round," Ginny said plainly. "And white."

Harry raised his eyebrows at that. "It's round?" he said, surprised at her response. "Obviously, it's full moon, it wouldn't be square."

Really, he's talking about moon now in the middle of the night. When did he become so sappy and romantic?

"Hello? Won't you say anything?" Harry said after a moment .

"About what? The moon? Doesn't it comes out everyday?" Ginny asked confused.

"Yes, everyday, with the stars."

Ginny was about to reply but someone tapped her shoulders. Turning around she saw Percy standing behind her with his glasses on his nose.

"What are you doing here, Ginny?" he asked.

"None of your business," Ginny replied.

"Well, I think you should go back to your room."

"Again Percy, none of your business."

Harry listened to their conversation from the other end nervously not wanting to get caught and being barred from even talking using their secret method.

"Is that a phone in your hand? Were you talking with Harry?" When Ginny didn't say anything Percy continued, "Mum told you not to, right?"

Harry's heart beat quickened.

At this Ginny's temper rose. "Don't you dare say anything to Mum, Percy or else you know me too well."

Percy stayed quite for a moment and then mumbled a good night, walking back to his room.

"Did he go back?" Harry asked after hearing his good night.

"Yup, and I don't think he'll say anything to anyone."

His heart beat became normal at this. "So as I was sayi-"

"Good night Harry," Ginny cut him off. "It's too late now, and now I want to sleep. There's still some planning left to do, and I need my sleep."

"But–"

" No buts, Harry, good night."

"Ok, ignore me all you want but just for five days. After five more days you will be mine forever… Just five really long and painful days after," Harry replied, exaggerating the last part. "Ginny?"

"Hmm," she yawned again.

"I love you," he said softly.

"Good night, Harry," she said. He grunted from the other side. "And same to you," Ginny added a little later. Having said this she cut off the call without listening to his reply and went back to her room with a small smile plastered on her face.

Just five more days.

A/N2 : Hope you liked this chapter. Since there are five more days Harry and Ginny will be caught talking by each of the SIX brothers (including Fred, Fred and George live together.) If you find any grammatical mistakes it's my fault since I added it after the chapter was beta-ed. RR.