And suddenly she was kissing like she had never kissed before. She lost herself in his touch, the way his hands rested in the small of her back, the way he held her close, the way his hair felt under her hands. She lost herself in the way he smelt, the way his lips tasted. She wanted to hold on forever and never let go.

She finally allowed herself to open her eyes when they broke apart. Tears fell silently down her face, mingling with his own tears.

''Happy New Year,'' he whispered to her quietly, gently wiping the tears from her face.

Ginny smiled weakly back at him, ''Happy New Year to you too.''

He leant in again and brushed his lips on her own again.

''I love you.'' he said softly, ''And I always have. I'm sorry about everything I've put you through. I'm sorry about the hurt I have caused you. If you don't want me, if you've moved on then I understand.''

''Moved on?'' Ginny repeated the words to herself in wonder. How could she have possibly moved on? This was the boy she fell in love with when she was eleven. The man who had saved her life. The friend who was always there when she needed him. The hero who always sacrificed himself, who was always so unassuming.

This time it was her who instigated the kiss. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately.

''I could never move on from you, never. I missed you so much.''

For the rest of the night Ginny partied like she had never been out in her life before. She felt on top of the world as she moved with the music. It was better than firewhiskey. Everyone danced and sang, forgetting all the horror of the past few years.

Hermione collapsed next to her on a chair and grinned at her.

''Oh my God,'' she stated, ''This is immense. I thought I could never party again after the summer.''

Ginny laughed.

''I know,'' she didn't know what to say, this night had turned out to be the best night of her existence so far. She couldn't get enough of it. Harry and Ron arrived back with the drinks just then. Harry handed her a butter beer and firewhiskey, planting a kiss on her forehead.

''Don't tell your mother. She'll kill me.'' he put his fingers on his lips to demonstrate. Ron mimed being cross with him. Clearly both of them were a bit drunk. Hermione rolled her eyes at the two of them and signalled to Ginny that she was going to the loo. Ginny followed suit, wondering what the young brunette was playing at. Surely she had noticed that her and Harry were back together.

The toilets were empty when they got there.

''Hermione, what is it? Surely you noticed me and Harry at the countdown? I'm pretty sure it was real anyway,'' Ginny felt confused and bewildered.

''Ginny that's exactly the problem. You weren't hiding it at all. There were people everywhere, everyone saw it,'' Hermione's voice was high and worried.

''Sorry, I'm not following you...''

''The other girls, they want Harry too. And he became even more available when you dated Matt. But now your acting all back together and the other girls are jealous. They have dreamt about being with him for years. I know its not your fault, I used to get it a bit before Ron and I went public. Ron told me when he got back just then, that he overheard some girls planning stuff.''

Ginny let the words sink in for a minute, shocked that people would go that far. She had thought it would be easier now.

''Ron and Harry are discussing it now, we're going to meet them in a sec. I'm so sorry Gin. This was supposed to be your perfect night.''

Ginny followed Hermione into the other room, determined not to let it get to her.

The boys were waiting for them.

''I'm going to stay,'' she announced. What's the worst that can happen? I've got you guys around me,'' There was no way this was going to spoil her night.

Harry wrapped an arm around her.

''That's my girl,'' he whispered in her ear.

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