A/N: I really wanted to see how Harry got back with Ginny, it was obvious he did as they ended up married but I hated that Rowling skipped it. My first instinct was to search fanfiction to see if anyone else had thought this. I found plenty of stories but I found I had way to many ideas about how it should happen to enjoy many of them. I didn't think they should immediately have sex; Harry always struck me as old fashioned and kinda people pleasing. He seems to me like to guy who'd want to ask her parents permission to marry her. That kind of guy, the guy who'd want to put her on a pedestal not just get up her skirt. He's the guy who's first motherly hug was Mrs. Weasley. I think he'd search for a fulfilling relationship before taking it to the next level. He wants a companion first, I think he'd take it slow. Let her prompt him before he goes farther. So this is my interpretation.

This idea really reminded me of the song Broken by Seether and Amy Lee

"That wand's more trouble than it's worth," said Harry. "And quite honestly," he turned away from the painted portraits, thinking now only of the four-poster bed lying waiting for him in Gryffindor Tower, and wondering whether Kreacher might bring him a sandwich there, "I've had enough trouble for a lifetime."

"Mate, haven't you learned," Ron piped up with a grin, "You can never have enough trouble." With that the tension began to slacken as Harry felt a new sense of freedom overwhelm him. He had a life now, he had time. Something he'd never had; he didn't need to worry about Voldermort now, he could live. For once he could live his life happy and care free, not just as the boy who lived. He smiled as a particular thread of trouble crossed his mind, one he wouldn't mind getting into; one with the most beautiful red hair he'd ever seen. And in that moment that comfy four poster bed seemed very very far away. Hermione not one to miss out on such things prodded him, "Harry, what are you going to do now?"

"'Mione, I'm gonna live" With that the three exited the Headmaster's office. Harry let out a deep breath thinking of all there was still to do; he wanted to talk to Kingsley about Snape's body. The man deserved a proper burial, a hero's burial. He was curious about how to dispose of Voldermort's corpse as well, could they burn it he wondered? Was there a special ceremony? How were they going to rebuild? Just thinking of all that had happened, of all that still needed to happen and what it had all cost them exhausted him. Yet there was still one thing he couldn't get out of his mind, one person.

"Guys, there's something I have to do before I rest. It's…It's important, I need to do it now before any more time passes. Don't worry, and don't wait up for me, I know you are tired. Ya'll have worked so hard, I thank you. Thank you soo much." Harry was pleading he felt they deserved to rest even if he couldn't.

"Harry you've got to be crazy to think we'd leave you now. I'm not walking out on you again! If it's important to you it's important to me."

"Er, thanks Ron." Harry said appreciating the declaration but sure Ron wouldn't want to see him try and win Ginny back. Of course while Ron missed the slip in Harry's tone his hesitation wasn't lost on Hermione who had to stifle a giggle are her love's thick headedness.

They entered the Great Hall to cheers and applause, many people were still grouped around the tables mourning yet they couldn't stifle their joy at seeing Harry's face. Harry's eyes immediately sought Ginny out. At the commotion she sat up searching for the source of the disturbance, her head with it's beautiful red hair raised up off her mothers shoulder and shimmered. That hair that framed that beautiful face, and surround those deep beautiful eyes, that were above that beautiful mouth…her hair…her eyes…her mouth…her… he slowly drifted off just looking at her.

"Harry! Harry!" Hermione shouted trying to get his attention, "Someone's looking for you." Harry now realized she was pointing in the direction of a red blur hurtling towards him across the great hall. Once he spotted her he was off running forgetting everything. They smacked into each other with surprising force startling many of the people around them in the Hall but the world had disappeared for Harry Potter and his hand's searched her body for any injury and just for the joy of being able to hold her, touch her as she did the same to him.

"Harry are you OK? We thought you were dead! Don't scare me like that! What did he do to you? Did he harm you? Are you sure you're OK? Do you need anything? Oh Harry." She abruptly dropped her assault dropping her hands as she realized he was just staring at her. That's all he could do, he loved her so much. To know she cared for him, it was overwhelming.

"I'm fine Ginny, are you OK?"

"Oh, Harry I'm fine." She once again launched herself at him. He slowly pushed her back, and his heart cracked as her face fell. He quickly moved to explain, "Ginny" He really didn't know how to begin there was so much to mak up for, so much time to make up for. But wasn't that what he came to tell her? He had time now? She was safe now. "Ginny I have something important to tell you-" Ginny being Ginny decided to take matters into her own hands by forcefully wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him into a powerful passionate kiss which effectively stopped him mid-sentence and stopped all brain function. Poor Harry might as well have been confounded for all the coherent thoughts he was able to muster during that kiss.

"Harry!" Ron burst into the little circle of people surrounding Harry and Ginny, "What…What did I warn you about messing my sister around! Unless you plan to do right by her get your hands off her!"

"Ron, you git what do you think he's doing?!" Hermione screamed.

"Ron, you are absolutely right." Harry replied finally figuring out what he would say. "Ginny I have so much to make up for, so much I haven't done. But I can't hold this in any longer. The next few days, months, maybe even years are going to be crazy. It's going to take a lot of time for all of us to heal, but if I could have any wish it would be to spend those crazy days, months, maybe years with you." Grabbing her hand and draggin her to the stand atop the head table, suddenly feeling the urge to tell the whole room what he felt. "It's all over, for once in my life I want to love with out having to worry about putting those I love into danger. All I have done so far has been to protect those I love. I hope you understand, I love you, that is why I had to do what I did. I guess I'm asking…well…bloody hell this is complicated."

At this a sad smile crept across her face and she made to stop him, to do something to ease his pain. But he wouldn't yield, "No, let me finish. I need to do this properly, for you, for Ron, and for anyone who cares to know," he said gesturing to the crowd and winking at Ron.

"Ginny I want to do this properly. I hurt you; I'll never forgive myself for that. You have no idea how I ached for you, how I wanted to hold you, to stop your pain. To bloody stop causing your pain, yet how I wanted to protect you as well. As much as I hated hurting you I could never live in a world where you didn't exist. I want you to know I never stopped thinking about you. Every night I was gone, every night we were apart I was thinking of you. I hated keeping things from you, I hated not being able to be with you, be there for you. I've seen what it is to live a world filled with secrets to protect others; I don't want live that life. I don't want to keep things from you, and now that it's safe I feel I can finally share everything with you." As he explained this his thoughts traveled to Dumbledore.

"I want to share my life with you, everything. And I want to start by telling you something I have wanted to tell you every day we were apart. "Ginny Weasley I have fallen madly, deeply, completely, irrevocably in love with you," here he took a deep breath before continuing. "Listen to me, everyone is proud of me for defeating Voldermort but you see I just did what I had to do, what I was born to do. You, everyone one in this room went out of your way to protect me. To protect what we fight for. You did things I could never have asked of you, and that's it I didn't have to ask. You were there for me Ginny Weasley. "He turned to the now silent room, before turning back to Ginny, "You all are the true hero's of today." He was exhausted, he was in love, and he was overwhelmed by his feelings and all that had happened. Dropping to his knees with a thud he took both her hands in his, "and you Ginny are the reason I was able to do the things I did, it was the hope that when I was done I could see you again. I was driven by the hope that when this was all over I could love you again; and if I died the hope that you would live in a far better place without Voldermort. I did what I had to do, because it was my duty and because I have always dreamed that when this was over you'd have me back.

"Ginny, I don't like giving speeches, I'm sure I'm awful at them. But," he sat back on his heels and took another deep breath. "Ginerva Weasley I love you, I want to do everything for you, I want to be there for you. Spend every moment with you…I honestly can't think of anything adequate to say. I just…I can't put into words all the things I've felt since you came into my life as my love. But all I know is that he's gone and he's not coming back. This means I'm free to live my life, and you're the one I wanna spend that new freedom with.

"…That is, if you'll have me." He dropped his head realizing for the first time that she might say no. He might be too late; it might have taken him too long, he might've put her through too much. But all his fears were banished at the sound of Ginny's voice.

"Harry Potter, I have waited for you to say that for so long! Every step I have taken has been to bring me closer to you. I have loved you since the very first time I saw you on the platform." Dropping down on her knees and slowly lifting him back up, just to crush him to her in a fevered kiss to which he willingly responded. Her arms explored him before finally wrapping around his neck her lips examined his cheek, forehead, chin, before finding his lips again at which time Harry was convinced he'd found perfect happiness. They had once again lost the world around them until Ron could take no more.

"Harry you can't snog my sister right in front of me! It's just not right! I mean I'm gonna need serious therapy! Harry Potter survives and defeats Voldermort but loses it and goes completely gaga for my baby sister while standing on the head table!"

"Ronald Weasley don't make me hex you!" Ginny warmed moving closer to Harry.

"Oh Ginny I don't know about that, Hermione might object." Harry remarked making Ron turn a brilliant shad of pink.

All Harry could do was smile; his entire life had lead up to his fight with Voldermort and battle against the Death Eaters. Instead of feeling lost without a purpose Ginny Weasley had shown him in 15 minutes how much life still had to offer him, that his life still had a purpose with Voldermort gone and that it would continue better than ever. With new energy and resolve he called to Ginny, "Come with me." Taking her hand in his and jumping down off the table- he still couldn't believed he got up there and said what he did- and made his way towards the exit. Stopping only when he reached Ron and Hermione, "Ron may I?"

Rom smiled, "Hey like I said if it's important to you, it's important to me. Plus, there's no better bloke for my sister than my best mate right? Just remember hurt her and I hurt you."

"Thank you for that Ron, really" Ginny said sarcastically, "but I can handle myself. Harry, where were you taking me?"

"Right follow me, don't give me that look Ron we're just going to the common room – a very public place might I add?"

At Ron's slightly more approving look they were off.

"Harry are we really going to the common room?" Ginny asked her voice guarded

Harry wasn't sure how to respond, that's what he had intended but maybe she didn't want to…he was so confused. He'd never been as unsure of himself as he was around girls, he almost preferred dueling Voldermort at least then he knew what was expected and what to do. "Well yes, all those people staring was kind of unnerving me and I still can't believe I did all that in front of your family. And what I would really like to do right now is lie down and be with you. I mean of course, if that's OK. Is it?" he was almost shaking now.

"That sounds wonderful Harry; the common room is quite comfy I'm sure we could do something about the size of that couch." She said with a wicked smile before taking the lead and practically dragging him to the portrait of the fat lady. Ginny recited the password before once again dragging Harry inside. He looked around raising an eyebrow at her after seeing the oversized couch that was conveniently placed in front of the fireplace.

"Don't look at me, I didn't do it." She said

He was weary beyond words now and just shrugged and laid down and held his arms out for Ginny to join him; an invitation which she promptly and eagerly took snuggling closer to him as he wrapped his arms around her body. She rolled over to face him placing both hands on his chest before kissing him once again. Their kisses which had been so passionate before were now lingering and sweet, the kisses of lovers who had all the time in the world.

Harry had fully intended to go to sleep when he came up to the common room, but now he was locked in an inner battle his body wanted so badly to sleep but his mind and heart couldn't take their eyes off Ginny. He struggled to keep his eyes open and remain conscious but it was a battle he was losing. Ginny noticing his inner fight smiled taking off his glasses and putting them on the floor before placing a loving kiss on each eyelid, "I think I'll take a nap on this couch, care to join me?" she whispered.

"There is nothing I'd like more, I still can't believe I did that in front of your family." He mumbled before tightening his grasp on her

"Don't worry, I loved what you did it was wonderful, and I'm sure they did too." She said placing a kiss on his forehead.

"Good, wonderful is good," He mumbled. Within minutes both were fast asleep.

A/N: I noticed as I wrote this Ginny came out kinda dominant the more decisive one, but

I couldn't think of how else to write it. Harry is exhausted, he really doesn't have the energy to take charge like he'd like to. So she picks up the slack taking care of him.

I have so many ideas in my head I'm not sure what to do. Haha I hope you enjoy, if I get enough feed back I might continue it. I just had to get this idea off my chest lol.