A/N: Chapter six! I hope it didn't take as long time as it did last time, Christmas holidays starts tomorrow (yay!) so I guess I will have more time to write. I love reviews, and if you love this story, then leave a review and you'll make my day! And just so you know, don't go around hoping that Harry will find out who Ev is soon, 'cause that won't happen until chapter 17, I think. There is a lot to happen before that; I know that this story has been rather uneventful so far, but things will happen. I'm just not that type that likes to rush things.

The chapter title this time is taken from a song by Timo Räisänen, a hot, hot, hot (did I say hot?) guy who write absolutely wonderful songs. I was at his concert only a week ago. :D

Chapter Six: Fear No Darkness

Like a candle in the night,

that's how I found.

And you will see,

though it's dark,

your heat will blind the night.

I shall comfort you so,

fear no evil as you know.

I shall guide you,

I will lead you.

Fear no darkness, promised child.

-"Fear No Darkness, Promised Child" by Timo Räisänen

Harry still had a hard time believing it. Believing that he had found Ev, that she wasn't just a dream, she was actually real. And that she wanted him, that she felt the same for him as he did for her. Ev was so close to perfection that she shouldn't even exist, but still she did. And by thousands of people she chose to love him, not because he was The Boy Who Lived, but because he was Harry. She was like a second Ginny, a source of love and comfort. He had thought that only Ginny could make him feel this way, but apparently he had thought wrong. Just by smiling at him, Ev made his day perfect.

This day, he went from work as early as he could, which was nothing he used to do. He usually stayed as long as possible to keep his mind on work and not Ginny. But today, he had just whished for it to end, because he had a date with Ev in the afternoon. His hands had been shaking with nervousness yesterday when he called her, being scared that she wouldn't want to meet him. He didn't need to worry though, Ev had sounded unbelievably happy when she heard that it was him. They had agreed to do some shopping in London together the next day, which was why Harry now hurried down the road towards the café he had met her a few days ago.

He glanced anxiously at his watch, he was ten minutes late. He didn't really think that Ev would care, she had informed him that she was a catastrophe when it came to arriving in time, but he still wanted to come on time. He didn't want to spill one moment with her. Harry glanced down the street and smiled, Ev was standing at the corner of the café with her back to him. He could see that she was wearing a white dress, the upper part was like a corset and the skirt had several layers of fabric, which made it stand out from her body. Harry smiled, she reminded him of a doll from the 1800th century. She must have sensed him coming, because when he approached her she turned around and spotted him. He could now see that her eyes where surrounded by green, sparkling eye shadow and her lips where painted with the usual spectacular red lipstick. Harry had never met a girl who looked like Ev, she was the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen.

Once she had spotted him, Ev made her way towards him, grinning like an idiot. He didn't even have the time to open his mouth and say hello before she had her arms around his neck and her wonderful, warm lips on his. He couldn't help but smile, apparently he wasn't the only person who had been longing for this. Losing himself in her kiss, he slipped his arms around her petite waist and presses his body against hers. She opened her mouth and he slipped his tongue inside her mouth, trying to come as far in as possible. When she suddenly bit his bottom lip he couldn't help that he let out a groan, and that reminded him of that they were in the middle of a crowded street, and he pulled back. Ev was even more beautiful now with her green eyelids closed and those long black eyelashes casting shadows on her cheeks.

"Sorry I'm late." he whispered and she finally opened her eyes.

"Never mind, I just arrived anyway." Ev whispered back. Then she took his hand and began to drag him down the road.

"Do you have any particular shop you wanna go to?" she asked.

"Nahh…"he said, shaking his head. Harry suspected that he would look more at Ev than in the shops today.

"'Cause there is a new CD-shop just down the road with unknown and foreigner artists. I was hoping I would find The Ark in there, you can't find them in the usual CD-shops." she said.

"The Ark?"

"Yeah, never heard of them have you? Just wait, if you like The Cure, you'll adore these. I don't know how you shall describe them, gay pop kind of. It's a real pity that the singer, Ola Salo, is gay. He's the sexiest angel I've ever seen." Ev said with a teasing smile.

Harry snorted. "He is, is he? So my body isn't enough to satisfy your little needs? Then I know who I should blame if I loose you…" Ev giggled and stopped, slipping her arms around his waist.

"Well…"she said with a low voice. "If you too walked around with a naked chest and big, black wings I would probably say that you're the sexiest."

"You wish." he said, and lowered his head down to hers, kissing her fiercely once more.

It took some time before they actually made it to the shop, they stopped from time to time to steal kisses from each other. They continued walking through London, more talking and snogging than actually shopping. Not that Harry minded, he was totally satisfied with just being with her. Ev talked really much, making him laugh more than he could remember he'd ever done. When they separated several hours later, Harry felt as if he would be able to fly without a broom, he was so happy. They said good-bye to each other in the street before they went separate ways, and he felt as if that was a sign that their relationship would last for some time. They had made love to each other on both their previous meetings, but not today. They enjoyed each others company so much that they didn't need to have sex every time they met. Sure, he loved making love to her, but that wasn't everything. There was nothing he liked more to do than to look at Ev, talk to her, laugh with her…

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Ginny was dishing, with her stereo on a high volume. She liked doing the dishes, she had her hands occupied while her head was free to think. Humming softly to the Ark, she thought about the passed days. It was two and a half week since she had met Harry again at the café, and every day after that had felt just perfect. She and Harry had met often, almost every day, and if they didn't meet they were talking on the phone for hours. When he wasn't with her, she felt a loss inside herself. She wasn't always aware of it, but it made her feel stressed and restless, which was why she met him so often. Harry had confessed to her that he felt the same, he couldn't keep his mind on work, his thoughts always drifted off to think about her. In one way it was disturbing, but Ginny still felt a bit proud that she had so much power over him, and a bit scared that he had so much power over her. She guessed it was the memories from Tom that made her feel like that. Ginny knew that Harry would never hurt her, and nobody would hurt her while she was with him. Over the years, had Ginny always been on her guard. Every day, every minute, searching for danger even thought there was no sign of one. She guessed that that was one of her scars from the war she would always carry, being unable to fully trust people and relax. But when it was only her and Harry, every worry and restless thought just disappeared. It was just him and her and their own world where danger and evil didn't exist. She smiled; she really couldn't understand how she survived three years apart from him.

She yawned, it was late and she just wanted to sleep. It had been a hard day at work today, many costumers who wanted food at the same time. Ginny had been running between the kitchen and the tables in the restaurant the whole day, and her feet were completely abused. She had been over at Harry's for a couple of hours too, they had been taking it easy, drinking tea and chatting idly. She really enjoyed the quiet moments she had with Harry, they were so full of security.

Ginny brushed her teeth, changed into a nightgown and slipped into the cool, soft sheets. She sighed and burrowed herself deeper into the bed, enjoying the feeling. She was so tired, she just wanted to fall asleep and not wake up in a very long time…thinking about Harry, she fell asleep.

Ginny was sitting by the lake at Hogwarts, together with Harry, Ron, Hermione and their friends. Cho was sitting beside Harry and he had his arm around her. She felt confused, they were all laughing, but she didn't know why.

"What are you laughing at?" she asked. But it didn't come out as she thought it would, she was spitting and hissing. Ginny realised that she was talking in Parseltongue, even though there was so snake near.

"What's your problem, carrot head? Are you so stupid that you can't speak like normal people?" Cho shrieked, laughing shrilly at her. Harry and the rest laughed with her, and Ginny felt herself blush deeply. She blinked furiously, trying to prevent the tears from falling. Harry must have noticed that she almost was crying, because he said:

"Crying already, are you Weasley? I really can't see how the Sorting Hat could place you in Gryffindor, you belong in Hufflepuff with the rest of the weak and nerdy people." Everybody laughed harder and Cho leaned over and kissed Harry deeply on the mouth. Ginny felt anger and jealousy surge through her, seeing Cho kiss Harry.

"Don't touch him, he loves me and not you, you bitch." she said heatedly. Again, it came out in Parseltongue so nobody understood her expect for Harry. He stopped kissing Cho and turned to Ginny with a cold, indifferent look in his eyes.

"What's your problem, Weasley? Do you think that just because you're so clumsy and put your elbow in the butter dish that I will love you? I have never in my life met somebody as pathetic as you." Ginny couldn't hold back her tears any longer, she immediately stood up and ran away from them. She ran into the Forbidden Forest, wishing to never see them again.

Suddenly, the forest changed. The sunlight that had slipped through the branches disappeared and she could hear screams and shouts in the distance. It wasn't the Forbidden Forest either, this was different. Ginny realised that she wasn't running away from Harry and the rest anymore, she was searching for Harry. She knew that if she didn't find him in time he would die and it would be her fault. It was a fight between the Death Eaters and the Order, and Harry had left sometime during the battle, he had sensed Voldemort's presence. She ran faster, Harry was near, she could feel it.

She reached an opening in the woods, and she knew that this was where Harry was. It was dark, so she couldn't see anybody, but she saw a lump of something dark in the end of the opening. Ginny didn't run anymore, she was walking slowly, scared of what she would find. Would he be alive, or would he be dead? Deep in her heart, she already knew the answer and hated herself for being too late.

When she reached him, she fell to her knees. Shaking, she reached out with her hand and turned his beautiful, pale face towards her. His face was covered in blood, which came sipping out from his scar. His emerald eyes where open wide, in shock or fear she couldn't tell. But he was cold. Cold as marble.

Ginny's whole body turned into ice. Her heart stopped beating. He was dead, he really was dead. Tears were flowing down her face, but she didn't notice it. She wanted to die. She had always thought that if he died, then she would die with him. Sobbing uncontrollably, she fell down beside him, clutching his cold hand in hers.

She had failed him. Forever.

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Ginny woke up, shaking with sweat all over her body. Fear was flowing through her veins, she couldn't get the image of Harry's dead body out of her head. She breathed heavily, and soon she felt tears run down her face. The image didn't want to go away, she could still feel the panic when she found him dead, and the dread gripped her body and threw her down a black whole. Harry was dead, somewhere deep inside her she felt that he wasn't alive anymore.

Without thinking, more acting on instinct, she threw away the wet sheets and stepped out of the bed. She stumbled towards the front door and threw it open. There was only one thought in her head; to find Harry. Ginny didn't know if the dream was true or not, but she needed to find him desperately. What if the dream was real, what if she would come too late? She ran down the stairs and out in the cold, dark streets. She was so full of panic and fear that she had been running blindly for several minutes before she remembered that she could apparate. In an instant she was outside Harry's door.

Tears were flowing down her face, she was shaking and breathing heavily. She was in a hell of a state, but Harry was the only thought in her head. Desperately, Ginny began to kick and pound on Harry's door, to make him wake up. Please, please, please Merlin, she thought, say that he will wake up, that he is home, please. She continued to pound for several minutes, but nobody opened.

"HARRY!! Come on, wake up. Harry! Open the door, please!" When nobody responded on the inside, Ginny fell to the floor, sobbing. He is dead, she thought, that is why he doesn't open. It was just like in the dream, she had come too late. She had let her beautiful man die. The same feeling rose inside her, the desire to die. Right then, with him. Why was the world so cruel to her? Or was it her that didn't belong here? She should never have gone back to him, she had known that it wouldn't end in a good way. He was dead now, she was more alone than she had ever been before. Ginny knew that Harry had been the only thing in her life that had kept her sane these last three years.

Ginny was sobbing so loudly, completely broken, that she didn't hear the door open. She didn't notice anything until she felt a pair of strong arms around her. Harry's well-known scent filled her nostrils. She instantly filled with relief, but she began to cry even harder. Ginny leaned against his body and for the first time that night, she relaxed. She gripped Harry hard around his shoulders and refused to let go. Ginny would never let go of him, never leave him again.

"Ev, what's wrong" Harry asked concerned. She wasn't able to answer, she was still sobbing uncontrollably, pressing herself against him. It was such a relief to hear him breath, to feel his heartbeat under his shirt.

"Ev," he said and pulled back, lifting her head so that she looked him into the eyes. "what's wrong, what's happened? Are you hurt?"

"You…you were…dead." Was all Ginny managed to say, not wanting to leave his arms. Harry's mere presence made her feel calmer, his strong arms around her made her feel secure.

"Ev, what are you talking about? I don't understand…" Harry said desperately.

"I dreamed…I dreamed that you were dead." she whispered. "I was so scared, I really thought you were dead when I woke up, so I came here. And when you didn't open the door I thought you were dead for real." Harry stroke her hair and kissed her temple.

"It's okay, girl. I'm not dead, Ev." She could only nod. Harry shifted a bit, and suddenly she was in the air, Harry was carrying her. Ginny didn't protest, she didn't want to be away from him. He carried her through his flat and into the bedroom, where he gently lay her down on his bead. He lay down beside her, wrapping his arms protectively around her. Ginny buried her head in his chest, breathing him in. She had stopped crying and her sobs were eased.

"Tell me, baby. What happened?" he asked softly. Ginny hesitated for a moment, and then decided that she would modify the dream a bit.

"I dreamt about the car crash." she whispered. "I was running around at the scene of the accident and I knew that if I didn't find you, you would die. I've dreamt it before, but then I was searching for Jamie and I always found him dead. This time it was you, not him." She breathed in shakily.

"I was so scared."

Harry answered by pressing her closer to himself, stroking her back.

"It's okay, Ev. I'm right here, alive, and I promise I won't ever leave you."

They lay in silence for the rest of the time. Harry calmed her and watched her as she fell asleep. His insides were filled of so much gentleness and protectiveness against this girl. He realised that he loved her, even though they hadn't been dating for so very long it felt as if he had known her his whole life. Harry wanted to give her everything, and was determined to do so. He knew that he had felt like this many times before, he could remember countless of times that Ginny had come to his room in the night, crying from a nightmare. He hadn't been able to protect that girl, but he hoped that nothing would take Ev away from him. He needed her now, as she needed him.

Slowly his eyes closed as he fell asleep, feeling that he was at home where he was supposed to be.

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