Chapter 4: Conversations

As they walked up to the door, Harry suddenly tensed. He pulled Ginny protectively behind him and swiftly pulled out his wand; Ginny did the same. They heard shouts coming from inside. Harry started to inch toward the door. Just as he was about to grab the handle, the door flew open, surprising them both. Out flew Hermione and Ron, with a very aggitated looking Mrs. Weasley behind her red faced son. " Unbelievable! In my own house!" Cried Mrs. Weasley in distress. Harry and Ginny both breathed sighs of relief, which, unfortunatley for them Mrs. Weasley noticed. She looked at their still clasped hands. Harry, seeing her glare pointed at their hands, clumsily shook his hand off of Ginny's. Mrs. Weasley frowned at him and went inside muttering about the "indecency of it all" and "when did they all start being so grown up?"

She slammed the door, and the four stood akwardly, avoiding each others gazes.Finally, Ron cleared his throat said," How's about some quidditch, eh, Harry?"

Harry looked up to his best friend and smiled, grateful for the distraction. They walked towards the shed to gather up the tools.

Harry noticed his friends still flaming ears and laughed. "So what did you get caught doing?" He asked still laughing.

Ron scowled and said, "That's none of your business!" and then, seeing Harry's amused expression, went on. " I mean, all we were doing was kissing...on my bed. Laying down. And i might have had my shirt off." He tumbled out. " And mum just freaked out! I mean i am of age. and Hermione's older than me! I thought that mum would be pleased, i mean not pleased to see us like that, but at least welcoming to Hermione. I mean, Hermione's been our friend for a long time. I thought mum would be happy to- i don't know- accept her into the family.

They were now sitting down in the grass outside the shed, quidditch forgotten. Harry saw Ron's face and saw the surprise and hurt mixed with embarassment. "I know what you mean, mate. I mean, when she saw me holding Ginny's hand, she looked disgusted. That was not exactly the reaction i was hoping for."

"What's going on with you and Gin anyways?"Ron asked.

Now it was Harry's turn to blush. "Uh, nothing really. Well not nothing. We're just kinda...i don't know. Being with each other, until i have to leave."

Ron looked up in indignation. "So you're just going to leave? Don' t you care about Ginny's feelings at all? I mean, -" Ron was cut off by Harry's rising voice.

"Care about her feelings? Care about her feelings? Of course i care about her feelings. We both knew that i was leaving, but we couldn't just be in the same house without- being together. It's different for you, Ron. Hermione will be with us. You don't have to leave the person that you love. I do. Ginny's going to be here, and i won't be able see if she's ok. I won't be here to protect her, so that every night when i go to bed, i'll tell myself that she's still alive. So don't you dare tell me that i don't care about her feelings. You have no idea!" He fumed.

Ron sat silently, feeling ashamed. He knew that Harry cared about Ginny, and he couldn't imagine leaving Hermione. He couldn't do it. " I didn't know that you loved her." He mumbled quietly, finally looking up into Harry's sad face. " Of course i do." Harry said.

Ron didn't know what to say. "I'm sorry. You're very strong, Harry. I could never leave Hermione. She's everything to me." Ron said.

"No, I'm not strong. I just have a mission. And that comes first, above everything, because as long as Voldemorts out there, no one's safe." He said.

They sat in silence after that, thinking of thier other halves.

"I can't believe that just happened!" Hermione cried in embaraasment. They were out by the pond, where Ginny and Harry had been only ten minutes before, lost in their own oblivion.

Hermione had told Ginny what had happened, and Ginny was rubbing her back in comfort. "I mean, Ginny, you should have seen her face! She looked like she was going to kill us. I thought that when we told Mrs. Weasley that we were together she would be happy. She hates me!" Hermione started crying in hurt.

"Of course she doesn't hate you Hermione. You know that. She was probably just surprised, is all. I mean you heard her, mumbling about us all growing up. And besides, you're already a part of this family. So's Harry.I would probably would have done the same thing if i saw i my child laying on a bed with someone, or...underneath a willow tree, straddling his lap, with her hands in very--hard places." She giggled. She didn't want Hermione to feel bad about what she and Ron were doing.

Hermione laughed through her tears, glad that Ginny was giving the dirt on her and Harry's relationship. " You guys haven't... have you?"

Giiny laughed, "No, no. That's the farthest we've ever gone. And he stopped me anyways." She explained, her cheeks a bright red.

"Why'd he stop you? I mean, they like that don't they?" Hermione asked.

"Oh my god. Yes, they like that Hermione. But I was upset that he was leaving and he didn't want to do anything just because i was upset. It has to be, you now, special. I'm glad that he stopped me. I don't think i'm quite ready for that yet. " She said.

They were quiet after that. After a few minutes, Hermione looked up into Ginny's face, shocked and alarmed to see tears sliding down her cheeks.

"Ginny, what is it?"

"Ugh, i just...I'm so scared. I've been putting on a brave face around Harry because i know that he loves me and i know that it's going to be very hard for him to leave me, but I'm giong to miss him so much. And i won't know if he's dead or alive, and i just want to be with him. I've waited so long for him to notice me, and now he does, and we're in love, and we can't even be together. It's not fair." She said, finally letting go of the fear that she had been carrying with her.

Hermione hugged her friend to her and held her until her tears subsided.

" Ginny, i promise i'll write you a letter at least every week, to let you know that we're all ok. " Hermione said in reassurance.

"No...i'll be ok. That's risky, Hermione. someone could find out- no. it's too dangerous. Harry's got enough to deal with. He doesn't need to worry about me too. I'll be fine. " She said.

Hermione agreed reluctantly and jumped when a hand rested on her shoulder. spinning around she saw a smug looking Ron. she smacked his knee and got up, burrying her face in his neck. " We should go talk to mum. Tell her about us...not that she hasn't already figured that out," he chuckled as he felt Hermione grimace.

They walked away towards the house, and Harry sat next to Ginny, resting his head on her warm, slender shoulder. she turned her head and kissed his ear, running her fingers through his unruly hair. She brought his face up to hers and kissed him softly, her heart starting to race. Harry put his hands around her small waist and lifted her up into his waiting arms. He ran his lips down her neck, sliding her straps down to reveal her creamy shoulders. He rubbed his fingertips over them and folllowed with his lips, making Ginny's skin tingle with pleasure. His hands slid from the small of her back to her stomach, teasing her by lifting it up inch by inch. She moaned softly as his hands grazed her breasts. He looked up into her eyes silently asking if this was ok. In response, Ginny kissed him hungrily, willing him to continue his actions. He brought his hands back to her small but full breasts and kneaded them gently through her bra. Ginny moaned again in pleasure and ached to feel his hands on her bare skin. she slid her hand around to her back and unclasped her the silk barrier between them. Harry made a noise in the back of his throat and trailed his fingers along her, making her flesh raise with goosebumps. She sighed as he cupped them into his warm hands, revelling in his loving touch. His hands left her breasts and she let out a small moan of dissapointment. He chuckled soflty and kissed her puckered lips, before lifiting her shirt and bra off of her in one, swift movement. Neither of them moved as Harry's eyes widened. Ginny smiled softly as she watched him take in her creamy skin. He looked up into her face and kissed her slowly, bringing his hands oncea again to her breasts. he trailed his lips down her collar bone and down, above her chest. And then, smiling wickedly, moved past her raised flesh to kiss her stomach. She gasped at the sensation his kisses were creating in her lower belly and she moaned with want. Harry kissed her just above where her shorts stopped, and licked along the fabric. Ginny clenched her hands in his hair, begging him to go lower. He smiled and brought his lips back up to her chest, finally sucking her nipple into his mouth. She stuffed her hand into mouth to keep from crying out loud and arched her back, trying to get as close to him as she could. He continued his minstrations on the other, loving that he could give her this pleasure. He loved that he could love her, even if it was just for a few stolen moments.

Ginny groaned as his hands trailed down her chest and came to rest on her thighs. She took his hand and brought it to cup her mound, wanting to feel him inside her. He moved it against her gently for a few seconds and then pulled away from her. " Not yet Ginny." He whispered.

" Oh, but i'm ready Harry. I am more than ready." She said in a ragged voice.

"Yeah, but I'm not. I want it to be special." He said, running his hands up her stomach and to her hard nipples again. he brought his mouth down to kiss and lick each nipple for a few more minute, making Ginny's passion grow, before pulling away and sliding her bra and top back down into place. She nuzzled her face into his neck and kissed his pounding pulse. She knew that he wanted her, and her knew that it had been torture for him to stop himself...but he loved her and wanted everything to be perfect. She smiled contentedly and kissed him again and again. She would never get enough. "I love you, Ginny" He whispered to her.

" I love you too, " She said, snuggling into his side as they walked back to the house.