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"Harry's here! He and Ginny and here!" Ron shouted to the crowded common room, causing a large cheer and the crowd to shift towards the door to gaze upon the two head students.

"Thanks for the intro, Ron," Ginny snickered and hugged Harry.

"Only for you sis."

"What about me, I believe I was screamed about first," Harry pouted.

"Sorry mate, now come on in and congratulate yourself on winning the last match of the year, two weeks until holidays."

"Okay," Harry said and moved forward, with his arm around Ginny to the center of the room. Somehow a few butter beers where handed to him, and 3rd and 4th years were asking him questions about what it was like to be a seeker. Ginny had migrated to a few of her friends, however her eyes kept drifting back to Harry's, as if to ask for something more.

"Harry," Ron shouted, waving his friend toward the fireplace.

"Excuse me Harry murmured to his fans and moved over to the less crowded fire place.

"Oh good they didn't follow you," Ron said glancing behind him.

"Them?"

"The little kids. Anyway what took you so long to get here?"

"Um, well first I went all the way to the head dorm, then I had to shower and get dressed, then Ginny wasn't ready, so I waited for her, then I came down here."

"Hmm, fine"

"What is there something wrong?"

"Yeah, my best mate, and captain of the team waits until the victory party is nearly an hour in before he decides to show his face."

"Builds anticipation"

"I'm sure."

"Yeah, you want to talk about something for real now?"

"Nah, there's too any people, hey can I come to your rooms."

"Nope."

"Why?"

"Because my friend, I won our game, and your sister gets well…"

"Shut up."

"You can come if you want Ron, I just don't advise it."

"When will you be up tomorrow?"

"I don't know why?"

"Look Harry, I really need to talk to you."

"Yes, but is this going to take all day?'

"Look I don't want to have to find my sister in your room tomorrow morning, kay?"

"Sure, fine."

"Look I'm coming by at one and you will talk to me."

"Okay Ron, you seem a little tense."

"Sorry, now go find Ginny, you two can go shag or whatever."

"Hey, I haven't done that-"

"Really, seems like it?"

"No I haven't, unless you want to go shag Ginny-"

"Whatever I say will be wrong, anyway you should go have fun, seeing as you saved the game from my horrible keeper skills."

"Ron don't always do that to yourself, now you should go find Hermione and shag her," Harry finished and walked over to Ginny.

"So what were you talking to Ron about for such a long time?" Ginny asked Harry as she sat down on one of the head common room's couches.

"On if I'm allowed to shag you."

"Really?"

"Well go ask him, though he might claim that this was more about wanting to find a good time to talk, but the shagging thing did come up."

"Hmm, I see."

"Did you have fun though?"

"Yes I did, though I was a little lonely without you."

"Ohh, I'm sorry sweetie." Harry said and leaned over and kisser her.

"Ron, can you please block the ball sometimes!" Ginny shouted at her brother during Quidditch practice after she had scored on him for the 10th time in the last half hour.

"Sorry!" He shouted back at her, looking up to Harry. "Hey Harry."

Harry flew over and asked, "What?"

"Why do you let her be little dictator while if anyone else of us can't say 'good catch?'"

"Because one you haven't caught anything today and two, how else can I kiss her/"

"But I don't get to say stuff."

"Yeah, and mate, I'm not as keen at kissing you, now go catch something."

Harry flew over to Ginny.

"Sweetie? Um can you stop bugging Ron?"

"Why, he's being really bad today?"

"Yeah I know, and I can do that, but he can really handle you doing it."

"What do you mean?"

"Well I mean you're his little sister, not the captain, dating his best friend, who is the captain…"

"Okay, I get it. Harry, am I being to over demanding?"

"No, but Ron thinks you are, no go throw an easy one at him."

"What will that teach him?"

"Nothing, builds self confidence, and that his little sister is as bad as he is."

'Okay," Ginny said, giving Harry a quick peck on the cheek before flying off to get the Quaffle and proceeding to toss it as slowly as possible at her brother.

"Harry?" Ginny said as she climbed into bed with Harry.

"What?" He asked as he gently grabbed her waist and snuggled close to her.

"Is it weird what we're doing?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, um, well the fact that we sleep together but have never really slept together."

"Well I guess most people don't really do it, but does that really matter?"

"No I guess not, but its weird right?"

"Yes it is weird sweetheart."

"Ron doesn't believe you though; I mean he hasn't really asked me about it, but Harry he doesn't believe you."

"Well yeah he may not completely believe me. Course maybe that's because he doesn't get everything that we have."

"But you should try to convince him, don't you think?"

"Well there's no real reason."

"But, Harry, he might tell everyone."

"Ginny when has you brother done something like that."

"But if he told everyone would know."

"Ginny, why would he tell anyone?"

"I don't know. It's just I don't want people to know something that isn't true."

"Why? Do you want it to be true?"

"Um well I don't know…"

"What do you mean?"

""I mean I love you, so I don't see why I shouldn't do it, but then I'm only 17."

"Hmm me too."

"Except you're 18."

"Yes I'm 18, a year older than little you," Harry said and kissed her. Ginny kissed back with intensity as he gently roller her up on to his stomach. She ran her hands in to his hair, smiling through the kiss. His hands ran down her back.

"Harry," Ginny said breathlessly as he kissed her neck.

"Hmm?" he murmured back.

"Let's do it."

"What!" Harry said as he stared into her eyes."

"Well we might as well, and I know I want to, and you do."

"Really? Are you sure, I mean your brother would kill me if he knew."

"He doesn't have to know," Ginny smiled and leaned down to kiss him.

"Ginny, you know he would find out, even if I tried to hide it, Ron knows we haven't done anything, he just wants to believe that. Ginny he would really kill me, hell any of your brothers would. Sure they love that fact that I'm your boyfriend, the chance I might really become their brother, but Ginny I did anything real to you, they would kill me."

"Harry, they wouldn't do that I told them not to."

"Yes they would Ginny; I mean they didn't listen to you with all the other guys you've dated."

"Harry, they never liked the other guys."

"Okay."

"Okay, really?"

"What you don't want to do it."

"No Harry I really, really want to."

"Okay," Harry said and pulled her head in to kiss him. Ginny smiled and reached in to pull his shirt off. He reached up and pulled her shirt off. She unzipped his pants and he unclipped her bra. Harry kissed her harder and pulled down her pants. He smiled as her hips shifted over his. She whispered a contraceptive spell and he entered her.

Harry woke up the next morning, moving Ginny's hair from his face and looking at her head on his chest. As he breathed her head moved up and down. He kissed her forehead and laid back down waiting for her to wake up, just like every morning. He eyes fluttered open.

"Morning," Harry said.

"Hi," Ginny said and leaned in and kissed him.

"Harry?" Ron called from the common room. "Harry I need to talk to you." Ron started quickly climbing the stairs.

"Crap," Ginny said.

"Harry," Ron said as he burst in the door. "Oh hi Gin- what hell went on here?"

"Ron," Harry started.

"No Ron, just get over it," Ginny said, leaning even closer to Harry.

"Get over it? How long has this gone on? Huh? Harry you told me, you told me."

"Hey Ron, why don't you come down stairs with me," Harry commanded more than suggested.

"Sure why not?" Ron said and stormed down the stairs.

"I love you Ginny," Harry said and kissed her.

"I'm sorry Harry," She said.

"Yeah well I'm not," He said and picked up his pants lying on the floor. "See you if I don't die." He finished as he ran out the door pulling on his shirt.

"Harry, what the hell are you doing to my sister?" Ron asked before Harry was done the stairs. "I mean you told me nothing was happening between you two and now I come in to tell you I that I believe that you weren't screwing my little sister, despite the fact she sleeps in your bed all the time and there you two are naked in bed together. What am I suppose to believe? I mean you're my best mate and you're lying to me?"

"I'm not lying to you Ron, when you asked me, I hadn't slept with Ginny," Harry said.

"You're telling me in the last week, you've started screwing my sister?"

"In the past 12 or so hours in fact."

"Oh…but then why was she always in your bed?"

"Cause after you and Hermione 'broke up' and she started she hasn't wanted to quit, and well I never minded it."

"She's my sister!"

"She's also your best friend's girlfriend, Ron I know this is hard, but if I were dating another girl you would be congratulating me, and what if the head boy was someone else?"

"Harry that's not the point, she's my little sister, I'm supposed to look out for her."

"You she doesn't like it when you guys protect her."

"If you had a little sister would you protect her?"

"I don't know, I never thought about it before."

"Well you would Harry, it's what brothers do, can't explain it. I know you're Harry Potter, and thank God she like you rather than anyone else, but she's still my sister, I know I'm repeating my argument, but well the sister card works."

"Sorry mate."

"It's okay I guess, just weird."

"Well for the record you wouldn't have know quite as soon if you would be a good boy and not barge into my room all the time."

"Well I guess I'll try not to."

"Good."

"We should call my sister down; you know tell her we made up and such."

"Well all I know is she'll be relived I'm not dead."

"I couldn't kill you; I'd be in Azkaban for life. Imagine killing the guy, who killed Voldemort, god, and what could I say at my trial, 'I did it because he slept with my sister once.' Well as long as you didn't get her pregnant, I'll let this slide."

"Oh so your sister can't have kids?"

"Not at 17."

"Okay, hey Ginny, You can come down now!" Harry hollered up the stairs.

"Oh good, you two made up, God I'm hungry," Ginny said walking down the stairs.

"You know I told you he wouldn't kill you," Ginny told Harry while brushing her teeth that night.

"Yes, but I don't think I'm the highest person on his list," Harry told her.

"Well maybe, though you will be by Christmas," Ginny said and smiled. "Come on , I'm tired."

"Okay," Harry said and the two walked in to Harry's bed.

"You know, I'm sort of glad he knows, I mean at least we don't have to hide it."

"I guess not, though I don't think he would be too happy if he saw us like that again."

"Well my brother needs to learn some privacy."

"I though you were okay with the fact he knew"

"I am, but that doesn't mean I'm okay with his lack of privacy."

"Hmm, well perhaps all of us should be private, and send you off to your bed," harry joked. Ginny turned to him with as puppy dog face.

"Do you really want me to go?"

"Only if I can go with."