Note: yes alot of this chapter if from the book but the rest of the fic wont be like this!! ENJOY

'Happy birthday Harry' said Hermione Hurrying in to the kitchen and adding her own present to the top of the pile. 'Its not much, but i hope you like it. What did you get him?' She added to Ron who seemed not to hear her.

'Come on, then, open Hermione's' Said Ron

She had bought him a new sneakoscope. The other packages contained an enchanted razor from bill and Fleur, a box of chocolates form the Delacours and an enormous box of the latest Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes merchandise from Fred and George.

Harry, Ron and Hermione did not linger at the table long, as the arrival of Madame Delacour, Fleur and Gabrielle made the kitchen uncomfortably crowded.

'I'll pack these for you,'Hermione said brightly taking Harry's presents out of his arms as the three headed back upstairs. ' I'm nearly done , I'm just waiting for the rest of your pants to come out of the wash, Ron-'

Ron's splutter was interrupted by the opening of a door on the first floor landing.

'Harry, will you come in here a moment?'

It was Ginny. Ron came to an abrupt halt, but Hermione took him by the elbow and tugged him upstairs. Feeling nervous, Harry followed Ginny into her room.

Harry had never been inside it before. It was small, but bright. There was a large poster of the Wizarding group the Weird Sisters on one wall, and a picture of Gwenog Jones, captain of the all-witch Quiddtich team, the Holyhead Harpies, on the other. A desk stood facing the open window, which looked over the Orchard where he and Ginny had once played two-a-side quidditch with Ron and Hermione, and which now housed a large pearly white marquee. The golden flag on top was level with Ginny's window.

Ginny looked up into Harry's face, took a deep breath and said 'Happy seventeenth'

'Yeah thanks'

She was looking at him steadily; he however, found it difficult to look back at her; it was like looking in to a brilliant light.

'Nice view' He said feebly, pointing towards the window.

She ignored this. He could not blame her.

'I couldn't think of what to get you'

'You didn't have to get me anything'

She disregarded this too.

'I didn't know what would be useful. Nothing to big,because then you wouldn't be able to take it with you.'

he chanced a glance at her. She was not tearful; this was one of the many wonderful things about Ginny, she was rarely weepy. He had sometimes thought that having six brothers had toughened her up.

She took a step closer to him.

'So then i thought, I'd like you to have something to remember me by, you know, if you meet some pretty veela when your off doing what ever you're doing'

'I think that dating opportunities are going to be pretty thin on the ground, to be honest'

'Finally the sliver lining I've been looking for,' she whispered and then she was kissing him as she had never kissed him before, and harry was kissing her back, and it was blissful oblivion, better then Fire whiskey; she was the only real thing in the world, Ginny, the feel of her, one hand on her back and one in her long sweet smelling hair-

The door banged open behind them, and they jumped apart.

'Oh' Ron said pointedly 'Sorry'

'RON!' Hermione was right behind him, slightly out of breath. There was a strained silence, then Ginny said in a flat little voice 'Well, Happy birthday anyways, Harry.'

Ron's ears were scarlet; Hermione looked nervous. Harry wanted to slam the door in their faces, but i t felt as though a cold drought had enter the room when the door opened and his shining moment had popped like a soap bubble. All the reasons for ending his relationship with Ginny, for staying well away form her, seemed to have slunk in to the room with Ron, and all happy forgetfulness was gone.

Harry looked at Ginny, waning to say something thought he hardly knew what, but she had turned her back on him. He thought that she might have succumbed, for once, to tears. He could not o anything to comfort her in front of Ron.

'I'll see you later,' he said, and followed the other two out of the room. Harry was right, for the first time in a long time Ginny was crying. She crossed her room to the open window, she could hear Harry and Ron's argument out in the yard.

'You ditched her, what are you doing now messing her around?'

'I'm not messing her around' said Harry, as Hermione caught up with them.

'She was really cut up when you ended it-'

'SO was I. You know why i ended it and it wasn't cause i wanted to.

Ginny smiled through her tears, think about what Harry had just said. She knew that he never wanted to end it, but to hear him say it aloud calmed her slightly.

'Yeah but you go snogging her now and shes only going to get her hopes up again!'

'Shes not an idiot, she knows it can't happen; she's not expecting us to – to end up married or something!'

'if you keep groping her every chance you get-'

'it wont happen again. OK?'

Ginny felt guilty she hadn't seen Ron that mad in ages. She stayed in her room till about 5 with Mrs. Weasley called her down for dinner. She made sure to sit in between Fred and George and across from Hagrid, to be sure to avoid any awkward Confrontations with Ron or Harry.

She was completely lost in thought when her father's patrounus arrived announcing his arrival with the Minister. Ginny just went back to her train of thought , after it disappeared. It wasn't until the minister appeared and asked to speak to Harry, Ron and Hermione, that she returned to reality.

Quickly excusing herself, she ran upstairs to her room, got the expandable ears that Fred and George gave her and ran back downstairs to listen at the door. When she reached the sitting room door, Scrimgeour was already telling Ron that he had gotten Dumbledore's Deluminator, and then telling Hermione that she received a copy of Beedle the Bard. Ginny was about to leave when she heard Harry's name.

'To Harry James Potter, i leave the snitch that he caught in his first quidditch match at hogwarts-'

The rest of Scrimgeour's reading was drowned out. Ginny was inhaling deeply to stop herself from crying again. By the time she had regained her composure harry and Scrimgeour were yelling at each other and she knew she had to get out of there before someone left the room or her parents came, with a quick tug on the flesh-colored string, the ear returned and she ran back upstairs.

When she returned back outside the minister was gone and Harry, Hermione and Ron were huddled around the corner of the table, no doubt talking about what they had just received.

Ginny returned to her seat between Fred and George and across from Hagrid.

She Quickly ate her Dinner and then hastily returned to her room where she stayed staring out of her window until she heard everyone go up to Bed, she then let sleep overcome her till early the next morning