Chapter Three
It was still Monday and Luna had to wait all the way until Saturday until she could go to Hogsmeade with Dean. Hermione had told Ginny that she'd wandered off with him and now they were both eager for the news. Luna obliged and told them that he'd asked her to Hogsmeade and both girls squealed.

During Potions even Hermione had stopped working to converse with Ginny and give Luna detailed advice. The result of this was that Luna was the only one of the three girls to successfully complete her antidote. If Ginny and Hermione didn't get to work, they were going to end up getting poisoned. This was very out of character for Hermione, who usually never got below an 'O' in any lesson.

Much to Ron and Ginny's delight, Harry told them at lunch that he'd scheduled Quidditch tryouts for that very afternoon. He was once again the Quidditch Captain and enjoyed wearing the shiny badge on his robes. With the help of Ron he carried the wooden box that held the balls out to the Pitch.

There were more people observing from the stands than there were waiting to try out. Ginny was of course hanging around, Demelza Robbins was back and a few other girls Harry didn't know. Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan, Harry's fellow seventh years were in combat with their broomsticks and much to Harry's horror, Romilda Vane had showed up.

"Alright, one lap around the pitch," he said, pointing towards the hoops at the opposite end. The hopefuls mounted their brooms and kicked off from the ground, many not being able to fly more than a few feet before touching back down again. A pretty blonde girl winked at Harry as she walked off the Pitch and he felt an involuntary pang from his stomach.

Ginny was excellent as always and he didn't even need to see her Chasing skills before he signed her back to the team. Demelza also returned to the team, along with Dean. Romilda walked off the Pitch in a huff, much to the Chasers' delight.

Jimmy Peakes and Richie Coote also returned as Beaters and now there was only one tryout left. The Keeper hopefuls assembled in a line in front of the stands. Harry saved Ron's tryout until last, knowing that he'd appreciate the extra time to prepare himself. When there was only Ron left Harry's eyes widened as Ron positioned himself in front of the hoops. His best friend seemed to genuinely be in a good mood for once.

He saved one, two, three, four, five goals and Harry heard a distinct round of cheers from the stands. He turned on his broom to see Hermione and Luna jumping up and down and waving Gryffindor scarves, despite the fact that Luna was a Ravenclaw.

Ron dismounted his broom joyfully and Harry congratulated him as he joined the rest of the team.

"Training on Friday guys," Harry said to his team before he took the wooden box of balls back to the office. Ron met Hermione and Luna at the bottom of the stands while he took Ginny's hand and walked with her up to the library. He was searching for a book to help him with his antidote potion when he felt two small hands cover his eyes.

"Guess who," a familiar voice purred in his ear. He could feel her soft breath tickling his ear.

"Ginny..." he said, spinning around. He wasn't prepared and almost fell against the book shelf as she kissed him fiercely, pressing herself to him. His thoughts on antidotes forgotten, he pulled her closer and kissed her back, stronger and harder than he ever had before. She revelled in his passion but had to break away from his kiss to catch her breath.

"Wow," she whispered, the sweet scent of her breath washing over his face. All he wanted to do was press his lips to hers again, but she was out of breath and in a way, so was he. He'd put all his energy into Ginny and kissing her and now he felt somehow empty. He needed to regain his energy somehow and he had a feeling he knew how...

He grabbed Ginny again and kissed her and suddenly they were kissing like they'd never kissed before. All that mattered was Harry and Ginny together, their lips never parting and their bodies pressed against each other. Harry wished he could keep kissing Ginny forever but he knew they had to return to the common room. Still, there wasn't a law against kissing there either...

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Hermione was out of breath as if she'd ran around the entire Quidditch Pitch without stopping. But she hadn't. She was straddling Ron on a chair in an empty classroom, the door safely locked with 'Colloportus.' They'd been kissing for about ten minutes straight and now she was in fact, tired. She carefully disentangled herself from Ron and straightened up her uniform.

"You're amazing, Hermione," Ron said huskily as he got to his feet. The sound of his voice right next to her ear just made her want to throw herself on him again, but she had to exercise a little self-control. They walked out of the classroom and back up to Gryffindor Tower where Harry and Ginny were curled up cosily in a corner.

Not wanting to disturb them, Hermione and Ron joined Neville, Dean and Seamus with their game of wizard chess. While Ron joined the game Hermione went up to her dormitory to get her Potions homework.

Meanwhile Harry and Ginny were playing a game of their own. Ginny was ducking away as Harry tried to kiss her, giggling the entire time. Every time he caught her lips she would oblige him and kiss him back. So far Ginny was winning and Harry was growing more and more frustrated. He picked up his copy of The Daily Prophet grumpily and disappeared behind it. Ginny was about to let him kiss her when an owl flew over to him from the open window.

He caught the letter it dropped and opened it.

Harry,
I know how much you want to be an Auror and a spot just opened up in the group set to begin their training tomorrow. If you would like you can take the spot and come to the Ministry tomorrow to start your training. Please let me know as soon as possible.
Kingsley Shacklebolt.

Ginny read the letter over his shoulder, her mouth dropping open by the time she'd reached the end. Harry couldn't go become an Auror and leave her alone at Hogwarts! But a part of her screamed at her, telling herself to let him go. Harry's dream was to become an Auror and who was she to keep him from his dream?

Harry seemed to be thinking the same thing because he dropped the letter and looked at her.

"Do you want me to go?" he asked softly, looking directly into her chocolate brown eyes. He saw pain there, of not wanting to let him go but struggling with her feelings about it.

"We'll go," she whispered, putting her hand on his. His eyes widened at her use of the word 'We'll.' She wanted to come with him? He couldn't let her leave school when she only had one year left.

"You need to stay here and finish school," he reminded her gently. She shook her head defiantly, her red hair shaking from side to side. Ginny could be stubborn when she wanted to be, and Harry was at a loss to know how he could make her stay at Hogwarts when she was determined to come with him.

"What are you supposed to do?" he asked, raising his eyebrows. She swept her red hair away from her face and crossed her arms over her chest.

"I'll figure out something. I'll get a job," she said determinedly. Harry could tell from the blazing look in her eyes that she wasn't about to give up, and he loved her for it. She was willing to sacrifice everything for him, and he would do the same for her in a heartbeat.