A/N – Continuing from the last chapter. Thank you to EVERYONE who reviewed! Your comments mean so much to me. Thank you for being so supportive! I decided to steal an idea from GinnyPotter387's story "Made for Each Other" It's a good idea, so gomen, but I had to take it!!

Disclaimer – I don't own Harry Potter. I don't think I ever will, unless I win the lottery and buy the rights. I seriously might do that. Also, I don't own the lyrics to "Fool for You". American Hi-Fi does. Yup.

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"I've been waiting for a girl like you;

and I know there was nothing I could do.

 I don't want to make you hurt;

 I don't want to make you feel like the world ain't on your side;

 But I'm never gonna get it right.

No I cant sleep at night just thinking about you;

 I'm a fool for you"

-"Fool for You", American Hi-Fi

In the Depth of the Moon

Ginny walked downstairs, and opened the back door. She took a deep breath, and then stepped outside…

          Ginny took that first big step outside. She felt like she was stepping onto an unknown planet's surface, not the familiar turf in her backyard. She looked ahead of her, and saw Harry sitting on the ground, gazing at the moon.

          "Um…hello Harry," Ginny said cautiously. "What are you doing out here?"

          "Well Ginny, I guess I could ask you the same thing. I couldn't sleep, too much on my mind. I decided that the night air would do me some good. I wasn't bothering you, l was I?" Harry asked with a smile. He sort of had an idea of why she was out here. Ginny moved next to him and sat down.

          "Oh…no, you weren't. I couldn't sleep either. What's bothering you?" Ginny said, finding it easier to talk to him. It seems like it was easier because no one was watching. She had no one to tease her now, she could speak to him freely.

          "Well, lots of things, Gin," Harry started, looking at her, then facing the moon again. "Its just jumbled up…mostly about a girl, I cant seem to figure anything out. I know her, and I think I'm starting to like her…you know, like that. I don't know what to say to her…I'm afraid I'll say the wrong thing and screw up. I think she's way too good for me…I'm just…well…too normal, despite everyone knows my name," He finished, looking into Ginny's eyes. 'She's gorgeous like this,' he thought to himself. And he was right. The moonlight played off her hair, making seen shiny and giving it the effect that it was carved out of a coppery metal. Her eyes glinted in the dim but silvery light, giving them a bright silver color. Her whole body seemed to glow, like an angel of the night.

          "Oh, I see…a girl." Ginny's voice faded, knowing it was someone other than her. She could barely stand to look at him, but she had to. His hair was untidy as usual, but it seemed different in the moonlight. As if it was made of chipped onyx. The moonlight gave his emerald green eyes a new depth, like the effect of a clear pond. If ponds were green. He smiled at her, which made him even more attractive. Ginny was beside herself with hope and loss. She had a small hope that the girl he was talking about was she, but she had a stronger feeling that it was about someone else. Hermione perhaps, or that Ravenclaw seeker, Cho Chang. "Well, do you have any idea why you feel like this?" Ginny asked tentatively, analyzing his face.

          "Not really, actually, I guess I'm just drawn to her. Her charm, her smile…the way she can always find me when I need someone to talk to," He answered, feeling her gaze. "I just don't want to mess things up. I'll let her know when I feel the time is right," he finished, awaiting Ginny's turn to speak.

          "Well, I guess you'll just have to ask yourself over and over why you do until you come up with an answer," Ginny said, hoping she didn't sound like a moron.

          "Now that I've told you why I couldn't sleep…why couldn't you, Gin?" Harry asked, hoping she would say that she wanted to see him.

          "Actually, it's quite funny…for most of the same reasons as you. I've been kept awake by a strong fancy for a boy, I can't stop thinking of him. I know that he doesn't feel the same for me. I even have a whole drawer full of…love letters…unsent…" she trailed off, blushing. She had the feeling she'd said too much. She felt Harry looking at her intently.

          'She's just so…so…I don't know. Now with her blushing in this light I cant stand it any longer," Harry thought to himself, smiling. He turned to face Ginny. "Well, Ginny, it sounds like you're in love…not just a little crush. A whole drawer full…do I know him?" Harry prodded, hoping he was heading into the right direction.

          "Yes…you do, quite well actually…it's surprising. I never thought I'd be out her with you like this…talking about a subject like this…I guess I'd better go…" Ginny said nervously, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. She was about to get up, when a hand touched hers.

          "No Gin, I'd like to continue, if you don't mind," Harry said gently, pausing a moment before he removed his hand. Her warmth spread through him, he could practically pick up on her feelings through her touch. He finally let go, his hand suddenly cold and empty.

          "All right, I don't mind. Its actually, quite nice," she said lightly, smiling. She was beginning to feel more comfortable now, with the help of his touch. She sat down again. "I would like to know who you like, if you don't mind, Harry," she said, knowing that the answer was the opposite of her wish. She looked at him intently, with hope in her eyes.

          Harry looked at Ginny, slightly surprised at her question. A rush of thoughts raced through his mind, making his heart ache. He took a deep breath, looked into Ginny's eyes, and stated his reply. "Well Ginny, truth to tell is, I love you," he said in a slightly soft tone, turning the lightest shade of sugar pink and looking away. He couldn't bear to see the look of shock on Ginny's face. Wait…was that shock? It seemed more like relief, maybe even joy.

          'Oh my…he does! He does love me! I have to tell him now…I..' her thoughts trailed off as she prepared to speak. "Well Harry, it is quite a shock. But…I also have to confess…" she trailed off, making sure he was looking at her. She put her hand under his chin and drew his head up. "I must confess…that I do love you too, Harry," she finished, turning the same light pink, and tilted her head to seek the light and guidance of the moon. She felt overwhelming joy, finally confessing her secret.

          "Ginny…I…didn't know that…I'm so very happy…"Harry trailed off, losing confidence in himself. He took her hand, and looked into her eyes. "I love you Ginny. I don't know how it happened, or why, but I do." He bent over and lightly kissed her hand. Ginny felt warmth when her took it, and a strange feeling when he kissed her hand. She moved closer to him and wrapped her arms around him.

          "I love you too, Harry. I love everything about you. I don't care if you're famous. I don't see how anyone could actually overlook all of you and just see the famous part. I love you for everything you are," Ginny said, keeping her hold with him. Her whole body felt warm, protected. She never wanted to leave.

          Harry looked down upon the girl in his arms. She looked up at him, and he kissed her. Lightly at first, but then a little more passionately. It was a wonderful first kiss, sweet in every way. Underneath the moon, at midnight, the perfect setting.

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          Harry and Ginny had kissed that once underneath the moon. He led her back upstairs to her room, hand in hand. Before letting her enter, he took her into her arms once again. He kissed her forehead, and then letting her go. "Good night, Miss Weasley. I'll expect a love letter for me in the morning." He smiled and walked up the stairs to Ron's room.

          Ginny opened the door quietly, again trying not to wake Hermione. Again, her attempts failed.

          "Well?" asked Hermione. "I want every detail. Sit down , missy, and you're not going to bed until you tell me everything. Everything" Hermione said, smiling at Ginny. Ginny sat down and told Hermione everything, every last detail. Hermione waited patiently until her story finished. "Well, I'm awfully happy for you, Ginny. Now that you've told your crush, I guess it's up to me to tell mine. Are all those letters addressed to Harry, Gin? I might want to borrow one."

          Ginny giggled, then fell into a drifting sleep. She was so happy…happier than anyone could be. Except for maybe Harry…

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A/N­ – Well, that's it for this chapter!! I don't know if I should do more. Do you want Ron and Hermione to meet under the moon? Or should I make it in the middle of breakfast? I definitely want to write more, but you people have to tell me what you want!! Please review now!! THANKS!!