A/N Ok guys so this is my first fanfic so we'll see how it goes, I know its short but I just want to see how it develops in my head first, hope you enjoy.

The title is from Taylor Swift's song Holy Ground.

Disclaimer: Unfortunatly I don't own Harry Potter or any of it's characters.

The parts in italic are flashback.

Chapter 1 - I Was Reminiscing Just The Other Day.

I can feel myself zoning out again but for once I don't try to snap out of it. Sometimes the reminiscing is good, it comforts me. Sometimes for a while I can forget about the Wizarding war going on around us. There are reminders of it everywhere and every minute of everyday I worry about Harry off somewhere searching for something with Ron and Hermione.

He's more than just some crush, I love him but I don't know if still he feels the same. We were a couple before he left but that was a month ago, he tried to break up with me before he left but I'll never be happy with anyone else so I stay 'single' until I get him back because I know he'll come back for me. I don't even know if he's alive and that kills me inside. He's the love of my life, my soulmate, the ying to my yang and my best friend I simply couldn't live knowing he's not on this earth so Voldemort can't kill him. Harry has to come home so we can have our happy ending because everyone has the right to a happy ending...right?

My mind flashes back to out first date, back to when it all started:

"Ginny...wouldyouliketotakeapicnicdow ntothelakewithme" Harry spat nervously at me.

"Harry, relax and talk slower. Is everything ok?" Me being the worrier I am jumping to conclusions as per usual.

"Would you like to take a picnic down to the lake with me?"

"Oh Harry" Of course I wanted to go to the lake with him. But wait, was this a date or as friends, something about him told me it wasn't as friends. I felt those butterflies in my stomach that I feel everytime he talks to me or looks at me. This is all I have ever wanted since I saw him that very first day on platform 9 and 3/4s. I love that were close but I've always wanted more and maybe this was my chance. "Yeah, I'll go to the lake with you. Wanna go to the kitchens and get some snacks?" He smiled and seemed relieved. I don't want to screw things up with one of my best friends but I am so hopelessly in love with him that I can't say no. All I want the whole walk down to the kitchens was for him to take my hand, I wanted it so much I even held mine close to his.

We arrived at the kitchens he asks the nearest house elf for some pumpkin juice and cheese sandwichs - my favourite. A few moments later we start to walk towards the lake, Harry carrying the food and me carrying the blanket, our free arms swinging between us. All of a sudden I feel his warm hand envelop mine and I'm happy so all I can do is smile at him in approval.

We sit down on the blanket. He puts his arm around my shoulders. My whole body is buzzing. I'm not hungry anymore with the butterflies in my stomach but I manage to eat my sandwichs. I look over at him and we both started grinning. Next thing I know he's leaning closer to me. Slowly I lean in to him and his lips brush against mine, when I don't pull away he moves a little closer and the kiss deepens. He pulls away too soon and asks:

"Ginny will you be my girlfriend?" I have been waiting to hear this sentence for 5 years and now that he has asked I can't even talk so I just nod and he smiles that dreamy smile I love most. He gives me a quick kiss on the forehead and I snuggle into his chest and he squeezes me tight. I'm so in love with him. We lie there for a few minutes until I hear this quiet giggling in the trees behind us and when I look over Harrys shoulder there was the Patil twins. They seem to have a bit of an obsession with Harry but a glare sorts them out and I notice them running back to the castle, they'll probably tell everyone but I don't care, growing up with six brothers you learn not to pay attention to what people say about you.

We spend the afternoon walking around the grounds hand-in-hand and chatting, being with Harry is as easy as breathing. I can't wait to tell Hermione, over the years we have become best friends and I know she'll beg me for details once we are alone. The afternoon comes to an end all to quickly when Harry suggests that we go and get some dinner. I agree but all of a sudden I'm nervous, will Harry still want to hold hands with me once we walk into the castle? Will he still look at me with those georgeous green eyes of his?

My fears are quenched the minute we walk into the great hall and he doesn't even seem to notice the stares from all corners of the room. Out of the corner of my eye I catch a glance of Hermione grinning at our entwined hands, she's one of the few who knows how I feel and I'm the only one who knows how she feel's about my brother.

We spend the rest of the evening eating dinner, doing homework and then laughing at Fred and George charming the furniture to chase after people until we were crying. Me, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Lavender Brown (Ron's girlfriend) Fred, George and Angelina Johnson (Fred's girlfriend)have a brilliant evening. Eventually its time to go up to bed plus I know Hermione's about to burst. After giving Harry a quick kiss and a hug I rush up the stairs wih Hermione.

After a describing the afternoon I say "Do you think this is for real, I mean do you think he really likes me?". Hermione starts laughing and replies "Have you not noticed the looks in the past few weeks? He's totally fallin' for you". The truth was I have been completly oblivious, I havn't noticed a thing. "How are you doing 'Mione?" using the nickname that was reserved for only a few special people.

"Could be better, today was one of the harder days, you know, watching him be happy with someone else brings tears to my eyes"

"You're strong and you can get through this ok and I'm here every step of the way O.K?"

"O.K. I'm going to go to sleep now. See you in the morning." I know this is her way of saying 'I need a bit of space' and I have no doubt that my best friend will cry herself to sleep again and that worries me but as soon as I curl up in my own comfy sheets I'm alseep and dreaming of Harry Potter.

That moment was 9 months 1 week and 4 days ago and I've only grown to love him even more every day and every day without him is torture, every night I dream about him and about him coming home. I worry that im going to get an owl saying that he's dead and I couldn't live with that so he has to live or I'd die with him because the only thing keeping me going is knowing that I'll get him back someday.

"Ginny are you coming to Defence Against the Dark Arts?" asked Neville snapping me out of the daydream. I hate this class now that we have 'Prefessor' Carrow but if im late I'll have the Cruciatus curse preformed on me so I run off after Neville.

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