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A Love Grown Apart

Chapter 10- Finally

Ginny stood in front of the mirror. Her bruised looking reflection seemed to glare back at her as though saying every single problem of the world was entirely her fault. It wasn't as bad anymore, though. Her black eye was gone which made her feel a little better.

There was a loud pop behind he and she turned around to see Harry standing there, grinning.

"You didn't get anything!" Ginny exclaimed as she stared at Harry's hands.

"I did, it's downstairs," he said still grinning.

"Why are you smiling so much?" she asked.

"Oh, nothing, just looking at how pretty you look," he said

"Yeah, right I look like shit," she said as she turned to face the mirror again, "I hope you were being sarcastic," she added.

Harry's smile widened, "I wasn't. I honestly think you're beautiful."

"Riiiight, well listen, I have to go to work," she looked at her watch, if she didn't leave now, she was going to be late. Then her boss would give her a speech about how important punctuality is blah, blah, blah. The last thing she needed right now was a lecture which would probably have no effect on her anyway.

"Aren't you staying for breakfast?" Harry asked with puppy dog eyes.

"Noo, I already told you, I can't. And don't you have to work?"

Harry looked extremely disappointed, "Not today, I was hoping I would have a little company right now but since you can't…" he started to move a little closer to Ginny, "Well if you can't join me now, can you at least join me for dinner? You don't have to worry about anything, it'll be in muggle London, no press."

Ginny smiled. Harry was now literally breathing on her. She still couldn't believe that despite what had happened last night, Harry still wanted to go out with her. Slowly, she nodded and Harry leaned in to kiss her so softly, she thought she was floating on a cloud. Without another word but grinning from ear to ear she disapparated to her flat.

Through out the day, Ginny wondered what it would be like to finally have a perfect date with Harry. He had owled her earlier telling her to meet him at seven outside a muggle restaurant. He couldn't pick her up because he had some important business to attend to.

At seven, Ginny made her way down the street to the restaurant because it was so close. For once in her life, she felt confident. She had picked up her sexiest shoes and a sexy red dress that came up just above her knee. She slipped into brand new sexy lingerie she had bought after work. Hermione had even taught her a handy spell that made her hair shine and feel smooth.

As she approached, she saw Harry standing outside the door waiting for her. He smiled at her and she smiled back.

"Hey stranger," Harry said playfully.

Ginny laughed. Harry took her hand in his and led her through the doors. It was very elegant inside. The room's walls were decorated with candles and there seemed to be gold everywhere. A handsome chandelier hung in the middle of the room. Soft music was playing in the background. Muggles were chatting here and there. To Ginny, this seemed to be a place where only rich people went to have dinner and was immediately reminded of Gisel. Suddenly, she felt fearful, what if Harry looked at her as if she was like all the others before her? What if she was just one of many, who, like her, had been invited by Harry, and ended up with a broken heart?

Still worried, she followed a waiter who took them to a table in the far corner of the room. Her hand was still inside Harry's as they sat down and Ginny stared blankly at her feet.

Finally, Harry spoke, "Is something wrong, Ginny?" he asked.

She looked up and stared at him, "I –I don't know, Harry," she croaked, "I guess I just feel…I don't know…I wasn't expecting this." She finished.

Harry smiled, "You think I do this everyday, don't you?" he replied as though he had read her mind.

Ginny shifted uncomfortably and stared back at the floor.

"Ginny, I had never brought anyone else here, I promise. I brought you here because I thought you would like it. I've actually never been here, Ron recommended it, and even if he would have recommended it a million years ago I wouldn't not have thought of anyone else to bring here but you. Ginny no matter what the press says I don not have ten girlfriends, you know that,"

Ginny pondered this for a moment. She looked into his eyes and felt that familiar dream like effect he seemed to have on her ever since she was a little girl. Suddenly, she felt comfortable being with Harry once again. Not the Harry everyone lied about, but the one that she knew deep inside.

"I guess I wasn't thinking," Ginny mumbled, "Harry, what happened? Why did you leave?"

Harry shrugged. He felt it was better they left that subject for now and he began to talk about Quidditch. Ginny sensed his insecurity and followed against her wishes. Soon she forgot what she had asked him in the first place and they before they knew it their dinner was finished and they were ready to leave.

Once they were outside Harry spoke, "So… I know you live around here," Ginny nodded, "can I walk you home?" he asked.

"Sure," she said a little too quickly, "I mean, only if you want to."

As they walked in silence, Harry took her hand in his once more. Ginny blushed. She felt like when she was fifteen and Harry had kissed her after the Quidditch match. A soft breeze sent chills up Ginny's spine, but she shrugged it off. Harry was with her, and nothing else mattered. But despite her happiness at the moment, a question that had intrigued Ginny since years ago seemed to take a mind of its own, and came out as thought someone else were speaking it.

"Harry," she said quietly, "why did you leave?"

Harry stopped walking, "Leave? When?"

Ginny sighed, "When we broke up in your sixth year, after Dumbledore died, you left to kill Voldemort, but what I don't understand is why you never came back to me. Did you really get over me that quickly?"

Harry stared at his feet but began walking again, "I don't know. I guess at first everyone wanted to hear the story so I was busy trying to tell the truth without telling the whole story, and then when it all calmed down guess…I thought you no longer had feelings for me. I was disappointed, but everyone told me you had moved on, so I moved on too. I think you even had a new boyfriend what was his name? Roger? Something like that, I cant even remember, but I had no hope left so I started seeing other women and I got busy with work and so did you. I figured what we had was in the past even when half of me still wanted to be with you." He looked up and saw Ginny had tears in her eyes. She opened her mouth but no words came out, so she cleared her throat.

"Harry, I never got over you, the only reason I got together with Robert–his name was Robert by the way, not Roger– was because I thought you had moved on but deep down I knew I still loved you and–" but Ginny never finished her sentence because Harry's lips had somehow found Ginny's and her eyes had immediately closed. Somehow, they made their way to Ginny's flat and go inside while still fiercely kissing.

Harry pressed her against the wall and began to nibble at her ear. She felt harness in Harry's lower region and moaned as he brushed her breast with his hands. He lifted her p and began to carry her, making their way up the stairs and into the bedroom. Harry laid her on the bed as Ginny unbuttoned his shirt and threw it on the floor. She took in his fabulous features. Quidditch had probably been the best thing that could have happened to Harry because he was no longer the scrawny boy she had met on platform 9 ¾ . Harry helped her take off her dress and threw it next to his shirt. He kissed her gently and traced circles around her breast which made her moan in pleasure. Ginny arched her back so he could unclasp her bra and closed her eyes as he took one of her nipples in his mouth while he massaged the other. She kissed him and turned him over so she was now on top and began to undo his belt. She took it off and pulled his pants and boxers off in one pull and began to stroke him. Harry groaned in pleasure and closed his eyes as she took him in her mouth. When he was done she cleaned them up and began to suck on his neck while he turned them over once more. He took off her knickers, which were damp and slid one finger inside of her as she arched her back and held onto the bed. Slowly, he slid in another finger.

"Oh gods, Harry," she whispered. When she finally came Harry took his fingers out and placed himself in between her legs ands entered her. This was what they both had been waiting for for years. Soon they picked up a steady rhythm and Ginny came with a loud moan while Harry came two seconds after her on more like a low grunt. Harry collapsed on top of Ginny and stayed inside of her for a few moments before rolling over on his back.

"Wow," Ginny said quietly, "That was 100 times better than with Jake."

Harry laughed. He turned to her and said, "I love you, Ginny."

Ginny faced him also, "I love you too, Harry." He pulled her closer and they fell asleep in each others arms.

(A/N) Ook…so I'm really, really sorry I hadn't updated in like…I dunno I lost count of the months but I first lost my files and then I got really lazy, but I finally got over my laziness and updated. Yay! Thanks to all my reviewers, they help a lot. The spelling might be a little bad in this chapter but it's kinda late and I'm tired… I promise that's the longest I'll take to post a chapter. Please let me know what you think about this chapter because I'm a little unsure about it.

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