DISCLAIMER: I think JKR has a romanticized notion of romance. Why else would she make the ugly git Severus Snape into royalty? A half-blood prince is still a prince after all. Maybe she fancied Snape? And on THAT note...
How could they possibly have that tournament again after what happened to Cedric... and ME for that matter!?" Harry asked angrily as he, Ron, Hermione and Ginny walked towards their respective rooms. Ron and Hermione didn't have to worry about helping the first years to their dorms this year; there were plenty of prefects to do the job and Slytherin had no first years to worry about.
"It makes no bloody sense if you ask me." Ron said.
"Ron, language!" Hermione hissed. "You're Head Boy! Set an example!"
Ron managed to look slightly ashamed of him self.
"It will be okay Harry. I bet it will be safer than last time, and the new rules will make sure nothing bad will happen. Besides, you weren't actually going to enter were you?" Hermione asked.
"Of course not. I wouldn't have entered the last time if that death eater moody hadn't put my name in the goblet." Harry said with a snort. Barty Crouch Jr. Had entered Harry without his consent under a fake school in his fourth year.
"I just want to know how in the world that tart managed to become a teacher!" Ginny said angrily.
"What tart? You mean Cho Chang?" Harry asked.
"Yes, Cho! How in the world did she become a teacher here; and right out of school no less!" Ginny was fuming.
It's not a big deal. She got good grades and they needed a volunteer. She'll be fine." Harry said without thinking.
"What!?" Ginny shouted at him. She gave him a withering look that made Harry cringe and then stomped off towards Gryffindor tower in a huff.
"What was that all about?" Harry asked. He was completely confused. Ron punched him hard in the arm. "Oww! Ron, what was that for?" Harry asked as he absently rubbed what would become a large bruise.
"I told you, if you hurt my sister I'd beat on you." Ron told him.
"Enough Ron." Hermione said with a hint of finality. "Harry, do you have any idea what's going through Ginny's head right now?" she asked.
"Do I ever?" Harry asked back in retort.
Hermione let out a sigh and muttered "boys..." under her breath."Harry, you and Cho used to date. Ginny may be thinking that Cho came back to school just to see you and get you back. I saw her wink at you and I am pretty sure Ginny did too."
"So what? It's not like I want Cho anymore. I like Ginny." Harry said.
"Yes Harry I know, but it isn't so cut and dry. If Cho IS here for you, she will try and change your mind. Ginny is probably a little worried Cho may succeed." Hermione explained.
Harry exchanged a look with Ron. "I will never understand girls." Harry told Ron.
"You and me both." Ron said with a grin. Hermione slapped Ron's arm playfully as Ron grinned.
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Ron and Hermione got to their rooms first. They were located near the center of the castle in one of the main turrets. It was almost like a miniature Gryffindor common room. Stairs led up to the head boys and girls rooms. The entrance was well concealed by a painting of a common room with a door. To get in, you had to reach in and open the door in the painting by knocking on that small part.
"This is wicked!" Ron exclaimed happily after taking a look around his new digs. "Much better than the Gryffindor common room!"
"I don't know... the Gryffindor common room was like my home inside Hogwarts." Harry mentioned.
"It does have a certain charm though, doesn't it Harry?" Hermione asked. She had just come down from her dormitory. Ron had just run up to his. "The rooms are similar too but there is only one king sized bed and other furniture like a dresser and vanity. Very nice furniture too."
"Same here." Ron said as he came down the stairs. Not sure why I need a mirror and such but the desk is a nice addition." Hermione shook her head and muttered "boys" again under her breath.
The two of them even had a shared common bathroom. Apparently being heads' meant you were trusted to maintaining appropriate behavior. Ron blushed when he realized what having a single bathroom meant. Harry tried as hard as he could not to laugh.
Since Ron and Hermione had already seen their rooms, they went with Harry to see his. Harry had received a reply from McGonagall when he'd accepted the room explaining how to find it. It was actually an unused teacher's quarters. Located not far from the heads' rooms, the entrance was hidden by a shield with the four houses emblazoned on it. The shield stood almost four feet high and Hermione noted it as a tower shield. Harry followed the instructions on the letter; touch each of the animals on the shield then push in where the four houses meet in the center. The door revealed itself with the shield hanging from it like an ornamental wreath. Harry opened the newly manifested door and stepped into his new room.
If Ron and Hermione thought they had a good deal, Harry had won the jackpot. His room consisted of a large living room, a small kitchen area, his own bathroom and a bedroom too large for practical use. There was also another small room, likely a study or office area. Apparently professors used their space much more than a student would.
"This is quite impressive!" Hermione said to Harry.
"Yeah mate; spot of good luck you got this room eh?" Ron agreed.
Ron and Hermione bid Harry good night and were on their way back to their rooms to unpack. At the door Hermione spun around and said, "Don't worry about Ginny, Harry. She'll come around."
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Harry had just finished unpacking his things and putting the last touches on his new home for the next year when a knock came to his door. "Come in." Harry called.
Professor McGonagall came into the room and the door swung quietly shut behind her. "Good evening Mr. Potter." she greeted him.
"Good evening Professor." Harry returned. He wanted to ask so many questions about the upcoming tournament but knew it wasn't the time... yet.
"I assume you are no more pleased to be seeing another Tri-Wizard Tournament in your time at Hogwarts as I am?" she inquired. Harry nodded. Apparently it was the right time after all.
"Why are they still doing it Professor? The committee can't possibly have forgotten Cedric. Why are they willing to risk peoples' lives over a contest?" Harry asked angrily.
"No Harry, they haven't forgotten. They have merely chosen to see it as a tragic accident and move on. They believe that with Voldemort gone, nothing so tragic should occur again. New rules should enforce that fact." she told him.
"You don't think it's going to work, do you? You think people will still be in danger." Harry accused.
"Yes, I do. That is one of the reasons I have come to you tonight. I wished to ask a favor of you; one I would never normally ask of anyone." she admitted.
"Really? What's that?" Harry asked.
"Would you consider participating in the tournament again?" McGonagall asked him.
Was she kidding!? Harry had not wanted to be in it the last time! Sure, the idea of it was grand, but... He had watched Cedric murdered, thought his friends would drown, faced off against a dragon... "Why?" Harry asked.
"I want to know someone with your skill is keeping an eye out for the welfare of all the participants. Last time, you were the underdog; and yet you stayed back to save all the prisoners held underwater. You made sure that Victor and Fleur were alright in the maze. I know you'll keep everyone safe." As she said this, McGonagall's eyes betrayed a hint of the fear and worry she was feeling. However, it just wasn't enough.
"I'm sorry Professor, but I don't think there should be another tournament. If I entered, it would be like saying I condone it. That's beside the fact that I might not be the Hogwarts champion or that I would be risking my own life. I can't do it; I'm sorry." Harry told her gently.
"I understand. I figured you would answer that way, but I felt it my duty to try. Thank you for your consideration, Potter." McGonagall went back over to the door and opened it. She turned back to Harry for a moment, "You have already done so much for one so young. Take the time you need to be happy."
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The weekend flew by and it was the sixth of September and the first day of classes. Ginny had avoided Harry for the last few days; apparently she was still mad at him. Hermione had tried to talk to her, but Ginny had not been willing to listen. Ron shrugged it off as girl stuff and he and Harry spent much of the weekend just talking or practicing their spells in Harry's room.
Harry met up with Ron and Hermione and they walked down to the great hall together. They had managed to avoid the crowds of students over the weekend by eating in Harry's room, but now they were going to have to deal with the crowd of students and their reaction to the golden trio.
When they entered the hall, students began to point and whisper in their direction. "It's good to know some things never change." Harry muttered.
"Cheer up mate. At least this time it's probably good gossip." Ron said cheerfully as he took his seat and began to scoop large amounts of food onto his plate. Harry checked up and down the table until he saw Ginny; she was sitting with others from her actual year and chatting away with them. Harry sighed and took his seat. Hermione noticed Harry's sigh and looked to where he was. She saw Ginny and sighed as well.
Breakfast was good and soon everyone had eaten their fill. As they were finishing up, the heads of house walked among their students and handed out the class schedules. Miss. Wills made her way through the ranks until she finally came to Harry, Ron and Hermione. "Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley and Miss. Granger; it is quite an honor to meet you." Professor Wills said.
"Ditto." Ron said as he took another bite of his pastry.
Hermione gave Ron an eye roll before reaching out to shake her hand, "Pleased to meet you."
"Same." Harry said and also shook her hand.
"I'm looking forward to working with the three of you." Professor Will's said as she handed them their course schedules. "As you can see, you'll all be with me in my advanced class. I look forward to seeing how you do." she said with a smile before moving farther along the table towards Ginny and her gang.
"I like her." Ron declared simply.
"Yeah... she seems almost too nice to be a teacher." Harry admitted.
"She does seem a bit friendly. I wonder what school she went to. Headmistress McGonagall mentioned she studied at a muggle university." Hermione observed.
"Well, maybe you can ask her. We have transfiguration this afternoon." Harry told her.
Once everyone had finished eating, McGonagall stood and addressed the school. "As I announced at the sorting feast, the Tri-Wizard tournament will be taking place at Hogwarts this year. As promised, I will now go over the rules. This year, the goblet of fire will be set out on Friday evening as our impartial champion selector. An age line will be placed around it preventing anyone under the age of seventeen from entering. A special charm will also be used to prevent anyone of age from entering another candidate against their will." she said this last part looking directly at Harry.
"This year there will be four schools competing, and therefore there will be four tasks. Should the results end up in a draw, a tie breaker event will be declared. Tasks will be offered to each school champion at a predetermined time, usually one at a time prior to the task to allow for preparation. Students who are in the tournament will be exempt from end of year tests; however N.E. are required for some careers and therefore will still need to be taken." she continued.
"Well that's not very helpful. It sort of defeats the purpose of entering doesn't it?" Ron asked Hermione in a whisper.
"Not really; seventh years have finals too Ron." Hermione whispered back.
"Oh." Ron sounded disappointed.
"Furthermore, this year we will be implementing a buddy system. Each of the chosen champions will be given a week to decide on and ask one other student from their respective school to join them in their tasks. This will help promote safety and teamwork during the tasks. The ones selected to join the champion will become champions as well and share in the glory and the prize. Restrictions on who may join the chosen champion are that they must do so voluntarily and they must also be of the required age. I urge you to be careful should you choose to enter the tournament as regardless of safety measures taken it is still a dangerous undertaking. The champions will be selected the following Friday evening and will then have a week to find a partner. Should no partner be available, the champion will be dealing with each task alone." McGonagall continued.
At her announcement of competing alone, the students all began muttering and she waited for silence once more before finishing. "The students from the other schools will be arriving this evening. Your final class of the day will be cut short to allow time to get dressed appropriately and meet here to greet our guests. I assume none of you will want to shame our school with inappropriate behavior. Also, I will not allow the tournament to interfere with quidditch this year. Team captains have been chosen. See your common room bulletin boards for tryout information." At this news all the students cheered, Harry included. He'd known already of course, but it was wonderful to hear it.
"Lastly, I would like to ask all of you to leave Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Granger be; do not badger them for autographs or details of the last year. If they want to talk about it they may, but I expect they would appreciate a little peace at the moment. That is all." McGonagall finished.
As the students began to get up and head to their first classes, the talking about the Tri-Wizard tournament began in earnest. "At least we still have quidditch this time!" Ron said happily.
"If you make the team that is." Harry chuckled.
Ron stopped dead in his tracks. "You wouldn't!"
"I would. You have to earn your place on the team the same as everyone else Ron. Still, I doubt there is a better keeper in Gryffindor, so you have nothing to worry about." Harry told him.
"Gee, thanks." Ron grumbled and they headed to their first class which was potions.
When they entered the dungeon classroom, the familiar form of Horace Slughorn was there to greet them. "Ah, the golden trio! So glad to have you back with us here at Hogwarts!" Slughorn greeted them.
"It's great to be back, Professor." Hermione told him.
"Ah Miss. Granger, as charming as ever. Will you be joining me in my little club this year? And you, Mr. Potter? Mr. Weasley?" Horace asked them excitedly.
Ron and Harry exchanged glances with each other and Hermione. "We will be glad to attend your events Professor." Hermione answered for them. Ron rolled his eyes. Harry had to try hard not to follow suit.
"Excellent, excellent! It will be a great year indeed believe you me. Please, grab some seats while we wait for our other veteran potion makers and see who we have." Slughorn told them and began to busy himself at his desk.
Once the remaining students arrived, the class began. It appeared that Gryffindor would still be sharing seventh year potions with the Slytherins; Malfoy looked decidedly unhappy sharing a table with his ex-girlfriend Pansy Parkinson. Harry and Ron shared a table together and Hermione decided to sit with Ginny. She figured she might be able to get her to stop being mad at Harry so she could sit with Ron in the future.
"Today I thought we would start off with something fun! I hate starting off on a bad note, don't you?" Slughorn told the class. He walked over to the blackboard and tapped it with his wand. Ingredients and instructions began to appear on the board. "Please copy down the instructions as this will not be found in your potions book. We will start off the year with making veritaserum. Can anyone tell me what veritaserum does?"
Hermione's hand bolted into the air quickly followed by Ron and Harry. Draco also raised his hand. "Mr. Weasley?" Slughorn asked.
"Veritaserum is also known as the truth drug. When under its effects it is impossible to lie." Ron answered.
"Very good Mr. Weasley. Five points to Gryffindor. Anything else? Yes, Mr. Malfoy?" Slughorn asked.
"While under the effects you also feel light headed and have a compulsive urge to talk. It is almost impossible to resist, though with will power it is possible to answer in half truth." Draco answered.
"Excellent Mr. Malfoy! Five points to Slytherin. Now follow the instructions carefully and ask me if you need any assistance. The ingredients are all in the student cupboard. I still have a little reward left from last year, so once more the winner with the best potion will receive the remaining Felix Felicis I have. Should be good for a few good days to say the least. Good luck!" Slughorn said and took his seat behind his desk.
The students got started and soon Harry had a cauldron full of bubbling light blue liquid. Ron's was a bit darker blue. Without Snape's potion book, Harry knew he'd have a bit more trouble in potions. He made a mental note to see if the book still existed after the fiendfyre ravaged the room of requirement. As the clock ticked, Harry tried as hard as he could to make his potion perfect. He recalled reading something in the prince' book about adding a pinch of salt crystals to a mix to clear up coloring and decided to give it a go.
"Time is up! There is definitely a lot more to this potion, so we will be continuing it now and then as required for extra marks. In the meantime I will determine how your doing." Slughorn stood and began going around the room looking into cauldrons. "Well done Mr. Malfoy. Only the slightest trace of color and a little odor of the gilderoot."
"Thank you sir." Draco said appreciatively. As Slughorn moved on Harry noticed Pansy give Draco a dirty look. Her potion had been purple and had been destroyed by Slughorn as unusable.
Harry smiled at Draco and gave him thumbs up, which Draco readily returned.
"Excellent work as always Miss. Granger. It's odorless and nearly clear. Excellent job. Miss. Weasley, not too bad. You have it clear, but you can still detect the gilderoot fairly strongly." he told Ginny.
"Yes, sir. I think I added an extra sprig by mistake." Ginny told him.
"Quite alright dear girl. It won't matter much; just needs to steep a bit more. I can handle that. Now, as to Mr. Weasley and Mr. Potter... You added too many lotus petals Mr. Weasley. Still, not such a bad job. And Mr. Potter... odorless and not even a tinge of color. Nicely done. I would say you and Miss. Granger are the closest to the prize." Slughorn aid and then finished his rounds.
"Well Mr. Potter, Miss. Granger, you both did an exceptional job. However, Mr. Potter seems to have done just a slightly better one. I guess he really wanted some luck, eh Mr. Potter?" Slughorn chuckled as he handed over a large flask. There is a lot more in there than you won last year. Don't use it too often now; it's addictive you know."
"Thank you Professor." Harry said with a smile. Hermione was giving him a quizzical look. Harry returned it and shrugged. Ginny was looking up at Slughorn and intentionally not turning in his direction.
After class, Harry was packing up and Hermione came over to him and Ron. "Harry, how did you manage to get it perfect? I followed the directions to the last detail. You aren't still using that potions book are you?" Hermione asked.
"Of course not Hermione. I just remembered reading somewhere that a few salt crystals can clear up the tint. I figured you were going to win anyway and said what the heck." Harry told her honestly.
"Oh; well alright then. Good job!" Hermione said with a smile. Ginny pushed past them and headed out the door.
"No luck I take it?" Harry asked as he watched Ginny's slight frame leave the dungeon. He loved watching her hips sway.
"None at all. I don't know what it is but she refuses to talk to you. I will keep working on her." Hermione promised.
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The next class proved to be the nightmare Harry had hoped to never have. They had charms next and Harry found himself dreading seeing Cho. He knew he didn't like her like that anymore, but she was sort of pretty and he had liked her once before... what if she tried something? What would he do? And Ginny was in the class with him no less.
Harry, Ron and Hermione walked into the classroom and were taken aback by the changes made. Professor Flitwick had been short of stature; he had used pillows and short tables and kept the room fairly professional. The pillows were still there, but they were all variants of pink, purple or red; the tables had deep red coverings and there were a lot of feminine decorations on the walls. It was almost as bad as Umbridge's office in their fifth year.
"Hey guys!" Cho greeted them happily. "Why don't you three have a seat while we wait for everyone else?" She motioned for them to take a seat. Harry, Ron and Hermione took their usual seat in the back of the room. "So how have you been Harry?" Cho asked him.
"I've been doing alright. How about you Cho?" Harry replied in kind.
"Not bad. I went for some training from a master of charms for a year and when this job became available and he turned it down I requested it. I just knew you'd be back." She told Harry with a smile.
"Uh… yeah." Harry replied awkwardly.
Others came in and eventually took their seats. Ginny was sitting with her friends at the table off to the right of Harry. She had seen him talking to Cho and was now blatantly avoiding looking at him.
"Welcome to charms everyone!" Cho said cheerfully. "As you all probably know, I was a student at Hogwarts until last year. I trained with a master charm caster and took the recently vacated post of charms teacher." she continued.
Harry was becoming a bit angry. The post hadn't been vacated; Flitwick had been killed in the final battle with Voldemort. He never would have vacated his calling.
"I am sure we will all have a great year together." Cho said matter-of-factly as she looked directly at Harry. "Now, since I am not completely up to speed on where you all are, I would like to spend today getting a feel for what everyone is capable of. I will meet with you all one by one on the far side of the classroom and go over some things. In the meantime, I would appreciate it if the rest of you would read chapter one in the book and practice the second charm it mentions."
Cho walked over to her desk and grabbed a piece of parchment. "Mr. Weasley?" she called. Ron went over to her while Harry tried as hard as he could to focus on the reading. He really wasn't nearly as interested in the reading as he was in the fact that Ginny seemed to hate him.
Ron came back to the table with a grin on his face. "That was easy. I don't think charms will be much of a challenge this year." Ron told them quietly when he took his seat. He frowned a bit at the color of his pillow but sat on it anyway.
Harry continued to try to read the chapter when he heard his name called. "Mr. Potter?" Cho called. At first, Harry didn't register what he was hearing. Then he felt an elbow to the ribs from Hermione and he quickly stood up and went over to the Professor.
It wasn't until he reached her that he realized they were so far back from the rest of the class that in whispers they could not be overheard. "Hello Harry." Cho said quietly.
"What would you like me to do Professor?" Harry asked quickly. He hoped to prevent any awkwardness by getting to the review.
"Hmmm... what indeed." she asked teasingly. "Let's see you make this chair jump."
Harry performed the required spell and got it on his first try. "Anything else?" he asked.
Cho nodded and smiled. "Make me rise off the ground." she asked him. Harry did that as well. Cho nodded again.
"Any more?" Harry asked irritably. He wanted to get back to the safety of the table.
"One more thing... Take me out to dinner this weekend." Cho told him. Harry just stood there, not really stunned since he'd expected this after Hermione's warning; more like... unable to come up with a reply that wouldn't get him in trouble.
Suddenly an idea struck him. "I'm sorry Professor but that would be inappropriate. Teachers and students shouldn't be mingling like that." Harry told her calmly and headed back to the table. Cho looked like she was about to stop him but refrained. As Harry walked back to the table he caught Ginny's eye and she smiled just a little. Harry felt better already.
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During lunch, Harry sat with Ron and Hermione as he usually did. He was quite surprised when Ginny took the seat next to him. "Harry, I'm sorry I was mad at you. I should have known you wouldn't fall for Cho again." she told him.
"What makes you think I didn't?" Harry asked seriously. Ginny sat there with her jaw dropped in absolute shock. Harry laughed. "Sorry, I couldn't resist." he said as he continued to chuckle. Ginny punched his arm. What was it with Weasley's wanting to bruise him lately? "We need to talk though. Got a minute?"
Ginny nodded in response. "I got the same lesson you do this afternoon."
"Alright then. Let's finish lunch out by the lake then, shall we?" Harry suggested. He began to gather a bunch of food together for them and then got up and headed to the door. Ginny hesitated a moment before following.
"How does he DO that?" Ron muttered as first Harry then Ginny disappeared through the large double doors.
"Do what?" Hermione asked him curiously.
"First by accident he upsets her so much that she wont even look at him, and then he has her apologizing when he was the one that was insensitive, and in less than a blink he's got her going on a date by the late for a picnic." Ron ticked off his fingers.
"Ginny knew she was in the wrong, Ron. It just took her a little while to do something about it. Harry isn't the sort of boy that would hold a grudge over a misunderstanding and Ginny has a lot of pride. I think she cares more for Harry than even she realizes." Hermione explained.
"I still don't get it, but that's okay. I have you to keep explaining it to me." Ron said simply and he reached over and kissed her cheek before turning back to his food. Hermione's blush was very reminiscent of a Weasley.
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Harry walked out to the lake and conjured up a blanket for them to sit on. He put his bushel of food down and began to set it up a bit. It wasn't anything fancy but it would do. Ginny showed up just after and took a seat on the blanket across from Harry. She sat there with her head on her knees and her arms around her legs. Harry saw that she was nervous and was saddened by it. Did she have so little faith in him?
"Ginny, why were you so mad at me the last couple of days?" Harry asked point blank. Ginny didn't respond at first as she sat there staring at her feet with her arms and legs held close.
It was a full minute before she answered, "I don't know."
"How can you not know why you're angry?" Harry asked her. He sounded gentle and caring when he asked this; he truly didn't understand. Or did he? Wasn't he furious at Dumbledore for keeping him in the dark? But he knew why... Was he mad at his parents for leaving him? A little, but he understood what happened. No... He always seemed to have a reason for his anger. Even in his fifth year when he seemed to be mad most of the time, he always had a reason; even if it was something as simple as having stubbed his toe.
"I really don't know. I guess seeing Cho made me angry. I don't know why." Ginny told him. She still wasn't looking at him.
"Were you jealous? You know there is nothing to be jealous of don't you?" Harry told her.
"I don't know... maybe I was jealous... I don't know... I guess the thought of your first girlfriend coming back for you drove me crazy. I don't think I was jealous of Cho; I was just afraid of you wanting to go back to her." Ginny finally got out.
"As if I would ever throw you over for someone like her." Harry chuckled.
Ginny finally looked up a little. "I'm serious Harry. Cho is pretty and smart and she's a teacher now!"
"Yeah and your not?" Harry asked suddenly. He put his hand under her chin and raised her face up so their eyes met. His emerald green eyes bore into her chocolate brown orbs and held her gaze. "Ginny, you are the prettiest girl I have ever seen. Your way smarter than Cho and two years younger. You're braver than she is and have done much more in your life. Besides, I am rather partial to red heads; I think it's a family trait." Harry told her without ever looking away.
The light in Ginny's eyes was bright and full of wonder, but then she pulled away. "You're sweet to say those things Harry, but they are hardly true. I know I am a bit of a tom boy; I don't look anything like Cho. She's in Ravenclaw so she must be smarter than I am."
Harry grabbed her chin and once again guided her face to his. "Hermione is in Gryffindor; do you honestly think Cho is smarter than her?"
"No, but..." Ginny started.
"Sure you're a tom boy in some ways, but that is one of things I like about you. You can hang with the guys and play quidditch. You can dish it out and take what's coming. You're more than just some pretty girl; you're a pretty girl that can hold her own with the boys; I wouldn't have it any other way." Harry told her. He was speaking from the heart. There were a lot of reasons he was drawn to Ginny; more than even he realized.
Ginny paused a moment to take in his words and then leapt over the food, tackled him to the ground and planted a fierce kiss on his lips. Harry didn't try to stop her and felt her melt into him. He hoped every fight they had ended like this.
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Author's Corner:
Another chapter down. Sorry for the delay's folks. Not sure anyone cares what with the few people reviewing, but I hate to keep good folks waiting. This chapter dealt with some of the Hogwarts scenarios and with Ginny's insecurities. Is it over? Who knows… oh wait, I do. I am not going to tell though. That would be cheating. Any feedback? Suggestions? Things you may want to see? Review and let me know. In the meantime, enjoy!
