I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters! They all belong to the talented JK Rowling

"Oh Harry, why do you have to go?" Harry was sitting in his favorite chair in the living room of the Burro and Ginny's head was resting on his lap while he was stroking her flaming red hair. "I've told you Ginny, it's the same reason I had to leave you before, to…"

"Protect me, I know. I just want you to leave me again."

"I don't want to leave you either, but I don't want you dead even more." Ginny let out a huge sigh, "I guess it's all for the best. "

"I know it is," Harry said kissing her. Harry got up, put his arm around her waist, and led her outside for a moonlit stroll.

...

"So where will you go mate?" Now Harry was with his two best friends. Hermione was still unconscious and barely clinging on, while Ron and Harry were sitting by her side talking about what was to come. "I don't know, maybe America or France."

"Hermione loved France," said Ron looking wistfully at Hermione's still form on the bed.

"Hey mate, I'm sure she's going to be just fine."

"But what if she won't be, Harry? I LOVE her and now she will never know how much I've always cared about her. I've bean so stupid and denied my feelings for too long, and now it might be too late."

"It's not mate, trust me. Within a week or so she will be just fine." After a long awkward pause where both were thinking what would happen of Harry was wrong Ron said, "So where exactly in France will you be?"

"I don't know if I'm even going to France, and if I knew I couldn't tell you."

"But why, I 'm your best mate!"

"That's exactly why I can't tell you. The Death Eaters will know you know and they will know where you are so they will come and kill you."

"I can take 'hem."

"Ron, come on mate. I know you're not that thick."

"I guess your right, but how will you know that all the Death Eaters are gone if you don't let anyone know where you are?"

"Your dad said he will make sure there is an article in the Daily Prophet that says the Death Eaters are gone."

"What if anything happens to you?"

"I'll be fine," Harry said, though not feeling sure of it himself.

...

It was late. It was very late, yet Harry was still up. You see, it was time. Harry was really busy piling cloths, books, quills, and every other item he owned in his big cedar trunk. He also had a hard time squishing Hedwig back into her cage. Suddenly Harry's watch started beeping. It was midnight. It was a new day. His birthday. "Happy Birthday Harry," he said, remembering one birthday 7 years ago. To escape the flood of letters Harry's uncle had taken his aunt, cousin, and Harry to this hut on a rock. That night a giant named Hagrid came and told him he was a wizard, changing his life forever. Harry finally stuffed the last bit of things in his trunk and, putting something in his pocket, went down the hall. He wanted to say good bye to someone before he left.

Harry slowly opened the door and snuck into the room where a still form was laying. "Ginny!" he whispered, "Ginny wake up!" Her eyes flew open, her expression wild, but when she saw it was only Harry her expression relaxed. "Ginny, it's time." That was it. That was all he had to say. Ginny lunged at him throwing her arms around his neck. "Oh Harry, I'll miss you!" she said kissing him.

"I'll miss you too. I don't want to leave, but I have to."

"I know, but that doesn't make it any easier."

"I know. Ginny, I had to see you before I left. There is something I want to ask you very much."

He asked his question and, happier she had bean in her life, she gave her answer. She then turned to get a quick drink from her bedside table and when she turned back he was gone.

...

Ginny quickly got out of bed, got dressed, and went down stairs to breakfast. "Good morning dear," Mrs. Weasley said as Ginny entered the kitchen, "How was your night last night?"

"It was wonderful mother, absolutely wonderful!"

"That's nice. Where's Harry? I tell you, that boy can sleep longer than both Fred and George put together."

"Oh, Harry left last night."

"Ginny dear, I'm so sorry. Why didn't he come to say good bye to the rest of us?"

"I think he didn't want to make it any harder on himself that it already was. The only reason he came to see me was that he wanted to give me this." And with that Ginny held out her hand exposing a lovely diamond ring. Mrs. Weasley let out a shriek that could be heard all over London, "OH GINNY! THIS IS WONDERFULL! Just think of it, my youngest daughter engaged, and to Harry Potter too! Why this is spectacular Ginny! When will the wedding be?"

"When he returns, so not for a couple of years."

"Oh Ginny, I'm so happy for you. Arthur! Arthur! Look at what our baby girl's got! Just look at her hand!" Mrs. Weasley shouted as her husband and entered the room.

"Why Ginny, what a lovely ring you have," said Mr. Weasley jokingly, "Who ever is it from? It can't be young Harry can it? But we all know how he's bean hanging around my little girl all summer! Still, it can't be!"

"It is from Harry father. He gave it to me before…before he left." All the composure and excitement Ginny had had because of being engaged went right out the door as she said those words to her father. She immediately burst into tears and sunk onto the floor. Mrs. Weasley ran over to her. "There, there my pet. He'll be back before you know it. You'll see. Why, I bet all my magic that he'll be back before the year is out. You'll see. It'll all be just fine."

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