A/N: Wait? She updates? What is this madness you speak of?

No, but seriously. I'm so sorry I haven't been updating. One person posted as a guest "Hurry the hell up, I want to read the next chapter." By the way, to whoever did that, you made my day.

Well, needless to say, it's been crazy for me lately, I had VBS one week, then this week I had Band Camp, so I haven't been able to anything for my freaking self.

I'm a little stuck with Desperate, I don't really know how to do this, I'm trying. So if any of you have any ideas on how I should continue it, please please please message me it. Don't do it as a review, because if I like it, I don't want anyone seeing it.

"Well, damn him!" Bill sighed.

"What do you mean?" Charlie looked over at him.

"I was hoping for something selfish to hold over Harry!" Bill exclaimed, "But he's practically perfect, the noble git!"

Harry was lying down on a bed in 12 Grimmauld Place, not asleep, but not fully awake. His mind dully noted the feeling of eyes on him.

"You're staring." He mumbled.

"I'm gazing." She replied, and Harry could almost hear the smirk in her voice.

"It's creepy."

"It's romantic."

Harry opened one eye and peered over at her, not being able to conceal the grin on his face. Ginny was grinning at him.

He turned his head back to the ceiling, and quickly pulled a pillow over his head.

"Hey!" Ginny exclaimed, and attempted to pull it off. She giggled, and Harry flung the pillow off his head and onto the floor before she had the slightest reaction time, catching his lips with hers and flipped himself on top of her.

After what seemed to be forever –blissful forever-, Ginny broke the kiss reluctantly.

"We didn't return home last night." She giggled.

"I know." Harry smirked. "That's why we woke up here."

"Don't get smart with me, Potter." She teased, "We're still at war."

"Really?" The smirk not had not left Harry's face, "I thought you'd have forgotten about that by now."

"I never forget about stuff like that." She kissed him again, this time more slowly. A groan came from deep inside Harry's chest, causing Ginny to giggle endlessly. "Ok, we should get back to the Burrow before we get out of hand."

"But what fun would that be?" Harry kissed her again.

"It's not supposed to be fun, it's responsible." She said, "I have 5 brothers who may or may not be ready to disembowel you for keeping me away from home for a whole night."

Harry pondered that for a second, and then laughed hysterically.

"What?" Ginny asked.

"Can you imagine what Ron will be like when he realizes we didn't get back?" Harry asked, a smile playing on his lips.

"He'll be furious, which is why we should get back." Ginny replied serious.

"I thought I was the responsible one in this relationship." Harry laughed.

"You're never responsible when it's yourself."

"True."

"And you're always overly responsible when it's me." She pointed out.

"Not overly, seriously." Harry retorted.

"Yeah, overly." She kissed him lightly, and Harry's hand brushed just over a peculiar scar down her fore arm.

"What's this?" He asked, but Ginny pulled down her shirt sleeve to cover it.

"It's nothing-" She tried, but Harry interjected quickly.

"If it was nothing," Harry pulled up her sleeve, but was still looking at her, "You wouldn't cover it up." He peered down at it, reading the words carved on her. His eyes flashed from emotion to emotion so fast, it was more likely to find a Crumpled Horned Snortack than detect every one of them.

"Harry?" Ginny asked carefully, voice soft.

He continued to stare at her arm, so Ginny placed a hand on her face, and turned it back to her.

"I'm so sorry this happened." He looked almost ready to cry, and Harry Potter wasn't one to cry.

"It'd not your fault." She said hard.

"Isn't it?" Harry asked, "How I felt could've killed you."

"But it didn't." She retorted fast, her eyes locking with his.

"I'll always feel guilty about this, though."

"Which is a reason I love you." She smiled. He kissed her again, though this time lightly. "But seriously, we need to get back to the Burrow before they begin to think we stayed up all night doing something other than snogging."

Harry laughed as she stood up.

"And Neville and Luna are coming over today. We have to be there."

"Just relax, Ron." Hermione attempted to retain her boyfriend, but to no real avail. He was flipping out. His best friend and his sister –who may or may not be back together- have been gone the whole night alone, sleeping under a different roof. Ronald here was probably thinking what he categories as the worst. Hermione seriously doubted that Harry and Ginny slept together, but had to admit, if they did, it might've been good for them. Stronger bond and fewer possibilities for another incident like last night.

Just then, a loud pop came, and two figures appeared and Ron's rage was outburst.

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING?!"

"Ron-" Harry tried.

"NO EXCUSES POTTER!" Ron relaxed after his last yell. "I'm sorry-"

"Hermione," Ginny said innocently. The voice reminded Hermione of the voice she used against her mother. The voice she used when she was concealing anger. Merlin, help Ron if he gets hit by one of her hexes… She was officially of age now… "Could you take Harry away for a few minutes?"

Hermione nodded and grabbed Harry by the arms quickly and slammed the door shut and ran down the stairs.

When she looked at Harry, he was smirking.

"You are going to cause her to kill him if you don't watch it." She pointed a finger at him.

"Hermione, we didn't do anything, I promise." He said seriously, and Hermione believed him. Not that she thought they would, but she had considered the possibility.

"I know, Harry, but Ron is still your best friend and Ginny is still his sister." She breathed, sitting down on a chair in the kitchen. "Just do be more careful."

"We will." He said.

"Just so you're aware," Hermione sighed, "everyone now knows how the flobberworm you two got together."

Harry's face got as pale as The Grey Lady. "You told them?"

"They asked." She retorted. "And Bill was really disappointed he couldn't find a flaw."

Harry snorted. "So I passed their test?"

Hermione nodded. "Nobility and all."

Ginny sat Ron down on her bed and sat next to him.

"Ginny, I know what I did what out of hand-" Ron started.

"Ron, listen to me for a second." Ginny breathed, and Ron nodded, rather afraid that if he didn't, Ginny would use something more hurtful on him than her Bat-Bogey Hex. "Harry and I did nothing. Not a thing. We snogged for a good 5 hours," Ron flinched for a second, and Ginny rolled her eyes, "but that was all. Yes, Ronald, we slept in the same bed, but that is it." Ginny looked over at him, and he was looking out the window.

"You really love him?" He asked her, voice small.

"Yes, I do." Ginny smiled. "And I do believe he's made it clear he loves me, too."

Ron looked back over at her. "Yeah, you both have."

He stood up, and after helping her up, he engulfed her into a huge hug.