The Untold Story Of Harry and Ginny

Part 10

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Ginny came over to Harry about two hours later and sat down on the couch across from him. He was sitting in the big chair again then he closed a big packet and looked up at Ginny. He sighed.

"I finished the paper work," he mumbled. Ginny looked down.

"So you'll be going, then…" she whispered. Harry stood up and sat down next to her on the couch and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. She rested her head on his shoulder and took a deep breath.

"You wouldn't see me for a year anyways, Gin," Harry remarked. Ginny sighed and held back tears and nodded. Harry held her tighter.

"Will I see you at Christmas?" Ginny asked shakily. Harry sighed and shook his head.

"I'm sorry Gin," he said.

"But why?" she whined.

"The people there don't want me to get distracted," Harry said. Ginny exhaled and hugged him. Harry hugged her back.

Upstairs, George had already found Hermione and said that she could move in tonight. Hermione agreed. George went back into his room but Hermione stayed on the floor of Ginny's room. When Ginny returned to her room, she saw Hermione on the floor there. She stayed in the doorway when she asked, "what's wrong"?

Hermione turned to her.

"I'm not sleeping in here anymore, Gin," Hermione answered.

"Then where are you sleeping?" Ginny wondered.

"In George's room," Hermione replied quickly.

"Why in there?" she asked.

"Look, Ginny you have enough to worry about. This is personal, I'll tell you later," Hermione said, sounding a little annoyed. Ginny didn't reply to this. Hermione then took her bag and walked down the stairs to George's room. Ginny's eyes followed her. Harry came up behind her.

"Why is she going to George's room?" he asked. Ginny jumped and turned around to him and then looked back at where Hermione left.

"Don't ask me. I dunno. She didn't tell me why," responded Ginny. Harry placed a hand on her shoulder. She turned to him again. Harry moved his hand up to her cheek. Ginny moved in closer to him. Her eyes started watering.

"So I'm going to miss this for a whole year?" she said.

"I wish I could find a way, Ginny. I really do. But there is no other way," Harry said. Ginny let one tear drip out of her eyes. Harry scraped it away with his thumb. Ginny sniffed and wiped her other oncoming tears away. She looked up at Harry again.

"We still have a month or so left, Gin," Harry said. Ginny smiled faintly up at him.

"And we'll try to make the best out of it," Ginny finished for him. Harry nodded.

"Goodnight Gin," Harry whispered.

"Goodnight Harry," Ginny said, "I love you."

"I love you too," said Harry. He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers softly and briefly. When he released her she turned around and walked back into her room. Harry smiled after her and walked back up to the attic where his bed was. Ron was already in there, but awake. Harry walked over to his bed and sat down on it. He looked down on the ground.

"Do you think she's with George?" Ron asked him as he sat down on his bed. Harry looked at his best mate.

"Hermione?" Harry asked. Ron nodded.

"I thought you guys were over anyways," Harry said.

"We are," said Ron.

"Then why does it matter?" Ron sighed and shrugged.

"It was merely a question," he muttered. Soon after that, he fell asleep. Harry then took off his shirt and pants and went to bed as well. But two floors down, others were still awake.

"You don't seem yourself," George muttered to Hermione from across the room. She was lying down in Fred's bed. She didn't turn to George. She just kept staring at the ceiling.

"At least Harry and Ginny have each other," she whispered back, not clearly delivering the answer to him, but he got it.

"I wonder who you have…maybe it's the one who talked to you…snogged you…and then let you share his room…what's his name?" George said. Hermione laughed once.

"I believe it is Shia Labeouf," Hermione answered. George perched up on his elbows.

"Whoa!" he stage whispered. "Shia Labeouf's a wizard?" Hermione laughed.

"No he's a muggle…as far as we know," she said. There was silence for a moment. Hermione turned to him.

"Thank you George," Hermione said, breaking it. George looked at her and smiled.

"Sure," he said. Then, after another long silence, the two both fell asleep in the quiet and comfortable home.