"Ready?" Ginny asked after Harry put on his jacket.

"As ready as I'll ever be." For once Harry wasn't excited to go to the Burrow yet he wasn't completely revolting against it.

"Ok, can you apparate? They didn't teach us at Hogwarts last year." Harry almost forgot that the classes weren't like they used to be. At least now, someone sensible would be headmaster or headmistress and maybe Ginny will learn everything she missed last year.

"Before we do, do you think your family won't approve?" This question had been inside his head since they got together nearly fifteen minutes ago. Ginny thought for a moment then nodded.

"They should approve. I mean they already know of us two years ago and its not like you're a vicious murderer. I think they'll be happy."

"Murderer? Ginny, I did kill Voldemort. Isn't that murder."

"Murder for a good cause. Actually, no one is calling it murder; he didn't even deserve to be called a person, why would they consider his death murder. To me it was a blessing." Harry nodded. He didn't know if he should find that funny or saddening. Either way it was a reassurance. That was exactly what he needed. Harry held out his arm for Ginny to grab hold of. They apparated to the exact spot they were the first try he had to mend himself with the Weasleys.

"Okay Come on, we better get inside. I didn't tell anyone I was leaving so that will probably start some sort of feud. But hang in there, once we tell them, they will forget about it."

"Wow Gin, the feeling of assurance has totally disappeared."

"You know I mean well. Anyways they won't go after you, because that means losing another son or brother and that would devastate them even more." They opened the front door and entered the house.

"GINEVRA MOLLY WEASLEY! WHERE IN MERLIN'S NAME HAVE YOU BEEN! YOU LEFT WITHOUT A NOTE OR EVEN A WARNING! DON'T YOU KNOW THAT THERE STILL DEATH EATERS REVENGING AGAINST US FOR YOU-KNOW-WHO'S DEATH!" Molly was completely oblivious to Harry's presence. "AND YOU LEFT WITHOUT ANY BREAKFAST AND WAS GONE UNTIL LATE AFTERNOON! WHEN WILL YOU USE YOUR HEAD AND…..HARRY! YOU'RE HERE!" Finally noticed Harry by making up her arrogance, she caught Harry in one of her bone-crushing hugs. "EVERYONE HARRY'S HERE! AND HE LOOKS HAPPY!" After about two seconds, Hermione and Ron ran out of the living room.

"Harry! Where have you been?! I sent you a letter and all you wrote back was sorry! What did you mean by that? Are you okay? Are you truly drinking and smoking? Harry your special to us! What the Daily Prophet said was barmy! Oh Merlin, Harry!" Hermione didn't seem like she wanted to let Harry out of her embrace.

"Hermione, I think Harry would like some time to breathe, before his best mate pounds him into hell for scaring us like that." Hermione let go of Harry then looked back at Ron.

"Ron! Harry is at least here! That's better than before! So there will be no pounding of any best mates." Harry suppressed the laugh he had in his throat.

"So I take it, you two being together won't change any of your bickering?"

"HARRY TALKED! AND LAUGHED! BECAUSE OF ME AND THIS BIMBO BRAIN!" Hermione took Harry back into a hug.

"Um, Hermione, that wasn't an answer to my question and I already hugged you. Why is everyone so surprised with me talking? I mean haven't you two, of all people, heard enough of me?" Hermione let go, completely taken back with his statement.

"Well, Harry, you haven't been yourself for the last twenty some odd days. It's a miracle that you came back here. And you're my brother and Ron's best mate, how could we get sick of you?" Harry shrugged; they had no reason to be like this. Ron should pound him for his behavior.

"Hey Harry, can I have a word?" Bill came out from behind Ron. He seemed suspiciously disappointed, maybe even ashamed. Harry followed Bill into the vacant living room. "Um, Harry, I'm very sorry for what happened last time. I didn't mean to be so insensitive. I should have known that you wouldn't want to talk about that. I mean, bloody hell, you finally came and saw us, and I chased you out. I'm so sorry."

"Bill, its fine. I know you didn't mean that to happen. I know you were just informing us. I was the one who overreacted. Actually, your sister explained my wrong doing. I should have asked to change the subject and that's my fault. And now it's time to move on and not feel sorry for myself anymore. Hopefully you can understand."

"I sure can Harry. So my sister escaped and went to your flat, didn't she?" Harry's face turned bright red. "Don't worry; I'm pretty sure she probably was just trying to set you straight. That's what family does right?" His reaction won't be the same when Ginny tells him about our relationship, maybe he'll jump to conclusions and…no Harry! Don't think like that! Ginny meant what she said, they'll be happy for us. His thoughts didn't help him. He can't even stay positive in his thoughts. Anyways if they object to it, Ginny will set them straight with that bat-bogey hex of hers and they won't care anymore.

"Everyone, Dinner is ready! Take your seats!" Molly's voice rang throughout the Burrow. Harry and Bill entered the kitchen and looked for their seats. Harry couldn't help but laugh at the seating arrangements. Arthur and Molly sat at the heads of the table, while George and Angelina Johnson sat on the left side along with Percy, in the middle, then an empty seat and Fleur. At the other side of the table sat Ron and Hermione, Ginny with an empty seat that Harry assumed was for him, then Charlie. Harry took his seat between Hermione and Ginny. Once he looked around the table, he noticed everyone was staring at him.

"What?"

"Well what has been going on these last few days? Your letter was very descriptive, except for the absence of everything!" George seemed to find Harry's discomfort amusing. But Harry didn't mind, actually he was happy to see George as his usual joking self.

"Well, I guess I've been, um, taking care of business?" Harry didn't want to say what he was really up to. What would he say to the Weasleys? Oh you know I've been smoking and drinking my life away.

"By business, you mean…what?"

"Oh, you know the business of… life?"

"Harry, your guilt is showing. And your not great actor. And also, we know about your little smoking habits. But we can't believe the quote of the prophet, Um, Angelina, what was that?"

"I'm not apart of this, George."

"Oi! Harry can take a joke! Can't you Harry?" Harry nodded.

"Harry, I need to hear it from you. Have you really been drinking and smoking?" Molly's voice seemed concerned. Almost like if Harry said the wrong thing she'd burst into tears.

"Um, well, um, do you all want to hear the truth or the thing that will make the visit more enjoyable?"

"The truth." The family said in unison.

"Well…It started when Hermione first visited Grimmauld Place. I couldn't stand myself for just blowing her off like that. So I went to a muggle pub. I got a little drunk and went into a convenient store. I bought a pack of cigarettes because something about them caught my eye. When I got home I passed out and forgot about them until the next morning when I saw them on the table. So I went on my back porch and started smoking them. And I swore I saw a flash of light but I disregarded it. Later I found out it was some reporter from the Daily Prophet. Soon this became a daily routine. I was smoking about a pack a day and the bartender started memorizing my name. Then Hermione and Ginny came back. And Ginny convinced me to come and visit you guys. She told all I had to do was nod or shake my head to any question. So I decided to come. And Bill I didn't plan to talk about this but, you weren't the real reason why I left. I left because I really wanted to get drunk and have a smoke. So I left. Then my drinking got worse because of my guilt. Later I stocked up on booze so I wouldn't have to leave the house a lot. Then Ginny found me today, told me I was being barmy, and here I am." After he finished everyone looked astounded, even Ginny.

"HARRY JAMES POTTER! YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT! DRINKING AND SMOKING! IF YOU LIKE IT OR NOT, YOU'RE MY SON! AND I'M NOT GOING TO LET YOU GET DRUNK ANYMORE!"

"Your daughter beat you to it!"

"What?"

"Mum, everyone, Harry and I have gotten back together. I'm going to make sure all this is going to end." Ginny stepped in once she saw Harry's face. He obviously never saw this pointed in his direction.

"But Harry are you sure you're ready for that type of commitment? Not that I'm not happy for you two. But you did just tell us you were drinking and smoking everyday." Hermione stated trying not to get Harry mad.

"Oi, I already asked him the very same question. He's always been ready. Don't you think this is exactly what he needs? I mean I already can get under his skin. And every time he has tried to come here was because I asked him to. Plus, you lot don't know about this, but Harry promised me after Voldemort was killed, that we could try again. And you know what, I don't see Voldemort anywhere. Therefore, there is nothing in the way." Again, Ginny to the rescue.

"You're seeing nothing; I'm seeing an entire army of brothers, all older than me, ready to pound me to death." Harry added to Ginny, making everyone else laugh.

"You know, last year I thought you two were disgusting together. But now I see that you guys complete each other."

"What? How could you say that Ron? No offense, Harry, but you should first learn to take care of yourself before you handle our sister. And whoever gets with my sister has to prove himself." Charlie said accusingly.

"Like Harry hasn't. He killed Voldemort for Merlin's sake. He broke up with me to protect me, Charlie. What more do you want?" Ginny looked completely disgusted with her brother's comment. How dare he say that about Harry!

"Yeah Charles, Why are you being so thick? You'd think the one who tames dragons for a living would be the understanding kind." Ginny scowled at George for the idiotic, sarcastic, below-the-belt comment.

"I'm not being thick, it's just the last time I saw Ginny, she was fourteen and she was way too young to date boys."

"Yeah, way too young…" Ginny looked down at her shoes when she repeated her brothers inference.

"Why do you look so suspicious, Ginny?" Ginny looked up but didn't say anything until Ron decided to make matters worse.

"She dated Michael Corner when she was fourteen!"

"Thanks, Ron. Now that my parents know almost everything about me, lets talk about little Ronniekins and how he dated Lavender Brown."

"GINEVRA MOLLY WEASLEY! YOU DATED A BOY AT FOURTEEN!" Molly obviously didn't know a single detail about he daughter's personal life, along with Charlie, Percy, Bill, George and her husband.

"Ginny how many boyfriends have you had?" George asked

"You act like I dated the entire Hogwarts school! I've only had three! And maybe a half!"

"A half?!" Now this is where Harry needed the explanation.

"Everyone knew about that one though. If I do remember correctly, I announced it in front of everyone, including you, Hermione and Ron!" Ginny defended.

"Still not ringing any bells."

"What? Remember, I went to the Yule Ball with Neville, but we went as friends."

"Oh, I don't consider that a boyfriend."

"Wait THREE boyfriends. We have Corner and Potter but who else?" Bill yelled he didn't like hearing anything about his sister dating anybody.

"Dean Thomas. I dated Corner in forth year, then I dated Thomas fifth year. Then I broke up with Thomas, and Harry kissed me." Ginny said this, and then quickly covered her mouth. Maybe tell her brothers about kissing boys, was a bad idea.

"Harry, what?!" Bill, Charlie, and Percy yelled in unison. They all scowled at Harry. He paled almost suddenly.

"DO NOT YELL AT HARRY! BECAUSE HE WASN'T MY FIRST KISS! AND YOU KNOW WHAT, I'M HAPPY HE DID IT! BECAUSE I HAD BEEN WAITING FOR HIM TO KISS ME FOR AS LONG AS I COULD REMEMBER! Well at first I thought boys were icky and I thought all husband and wife did was hold hands and that's all I really wanted. BUT THEN I GAINED MORE KNOWLEDGE AND I FINALLY UNDERSTAND THAT HOLDING HANDS IS JUST A PERK OF HAVING A BOYFRIEND!"

"GINNY! YOU HAVE KISSED OTHER BOYS!" Bill was astounded that he knew nothing of his sister's life.

"Oi, leave her alone! It's not like you only kissed Fleur! She's allowed to do whatever she wants!" For once Ron was making a lot of sense.

"AND YOU! WE LEFT YOU TO WATCH OVER HER WHILE YOU WERE AT HOGWARTS WITHOUT US! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU KNEW ABOUT THIS AND WERE COMPLETELY OKAY WITH IT!"

"HEY DON'T BLAME RON FOR THIS! HE DID ABSOLUTELY NOTHING WRONG! PERCY DATED PENELOPE CLEARWATER AT SIXTEEN! AND I WOULDN'T BE SURPRISED IF YOU OR CHARLIE DATED SOMEONE AT HOGWARTS TOO! SO SHOVE OFF! OR YOU KNOW, EVEN BETTER, BUGGER OFF! ALL OF YOU!" Everyone gasped. Ginny Weasley was never like this in front of her family! Well, except Ron.

"GINEVRA! DO NOT TALK LIKE THAT!" Arthur shunned, he could take things his family couldn't but, his daughter swearing was off limits.

"Sorry Dad, but you lot would have been perfectly happy if you never knew! So why would you act different if you did!" Harry pleaded for them to meet Ginny somewhere, because if not, Harry's head was about to leave his shoulders. "Also, in case you haven't noticed I'm turning seventeen in about two months! Soon your opinions won't matter to me anymore!" Ginny was never so close to crying in front of her brothers, and today was not going to be the day that they were going to see her. She quickly ran to her room and slammed the door behind her. Leaving her boyfriend to deal with the "army of brothers".

"BEEL WEAZLEY' YOU ZALL' NOT TALK TO YOUR ZEESTER ZAT VAY! YOU VEEL GO STRAIGHT TO 'ER AND APOLOGIZE!" For the first time ever, Fleur raised her voice in front of her in laws. And everyone was mere shocked yet, happy, that she put her husband in her place.

"YOU TOO CHARLIE, PERCY AND GEORGE!" Mrs. Weasley added to Fleur's statement. All the boys groaned because they were never the ones who got in trouble with Ginny. And today wasn't the day to endure one of Ginny's bat-bogey hexes.

"Don't worry, Harry. We're not mad at you. We're mad at our daughter for not telling us the truth." Harry nodded. He didn't want to be the reason that Ginny got in trouble but, he was. If he wasn't dating Ginny now, she wouldn't have had to tell her family of her past, and she wouldn't be up in her room crying her eyes out. Everything kept tracing back to him. Ten minutes past by and still no brothers with any cuts or sores came down the stairwell. There hadn't been any yelling heard from upstairs and there hadn't been any screams for help. What could have been going on up there?