Ginny changed quickly and pulled her hair away from her face, securing it with an elastic. She realized her hands were shaking when she reached down to tie her shoe. She tried her hardest to say that it was just because of the practice, but she knew it wasn't. She knew the team well, they had come to Hogwarts a few times to practice with her in the evenings before McGonagall finally agreed to let her go to Saturday morning practices. No, she wasn't nervous about the practice, it was Oliver.

She hated how jealous she was. She was with Harry. She was happy with Harry. But seeing Oliver with her Arithmancy teacher just didn't fell right with her. Even though, at the look at Professor Burton's face, it didn't seem like it would go any further than that one night. Then having to apparate with him before he even had time to shower... She groaned out loud before leaving the change room and joined the rest of the team. Desperately hoping that he would shower before returning to pick her up.

Nine o' clock finally rolled around and the team left her alone in the air. Oliver was on the ground talking to Kali with a long, thin package in his hand.

"Ginny!" Kali said when she landed, "You did great today. Oliver's going to practice with you for just a little bit longer since you were late," She glared at Oliver who looked away casually, "and then you'll come back next Saturday."

Ginny nodded.

"Right." Kali said, clapping her hands together, "I'll let you two have at it then. I'll see you guys next week."

Kali left them alone and an awkward silence filled the air.

"I- er- got you this." He said, handing her the package.

"Oliver..." She began.

"Please, just open it. I should have and I wanted to."

Ginny opened the box and her jaw fell.

"Oliver! How- why- what were you thinking!?"

Oliver's eye's widened, "What!? I thought you'd like it. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you."

"No!" She said shaking her head, "You didn't offend me... it's just... this broom just came out a month ago."

"Yes, it did." he replied, "It's the new Nimbus 3000. Firebolt's are great brooms, but Nimbus is the best. They're well built and sure to last you for years."

"This must have cost a fortune."

"Can we please not talk about the cost. Can't you just say thank you and enjoy it?"

"Of course! I'm sorry. Thank you. It's beautiful."

"How about we test it out?"

"We?"

"I meant you."

Ginny shrugged, "It seems like a pretty decent broom, it could probably carry both of us."

"Oh I don't doubt it, but don't you want to fly it by yourself for the first flight? Shouldn't your first double with it be with your boyfriend?"

"Why do you always bring up Harry?" Ginny snapped, "You know it just makes everything awkward."

"I know. I'm sorry." Oliver said honestly, "I'll understand if you just want to try it out by yourself."

Ginny shook her head, "It's only fair that you try it out with me, since you bought it and all."

Oliver grinned, "I did."

Ginny mounted the broom and Oliver got on behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Ready?" she asked.

"Ready."

They kicked off together and flew into the air. Within seconds they were 50 feet off the ground.

"That's fast." She said breathlessly.

"I'll say." He agreed, "Faster than my Firebolt, and that's with two people."

"Are you sure you don't want this one?"

"I'm sure." He assured her, "Now let's see how it handles."

Ginny nodded and tipped it into a nose dive and Oliver slid forward so his chest was pressed against her back and he clung to her hips tightly. She straightened out again once they were about a meter off the ground and zigzagged her way across the pitch at top speed before stopping unexpectedly, surprising Oliver and causing him to fall the short distance to the ground.

"Oliver!" Ginny said, "I'm sorry, are you okay?"

"Yeah." He said in a labored voice, "Just knocked the wind out of me."

Ginny laughed and got off the broom, taking a seat next to him.

Ginny gazed at him with a small smile, "I miss this." she said honestly motioning to the space between them, "The flying and having fun."

Oliver sighed, "Me too."

They sat there in silence for a few minutes before Oliver stood and held a hand out for her, "We'd better finish your practice before Kali catches us and murder's me."

"And me."

"No," Oliver chuckled, "you're going to be her new star player, she'll want to keep you in mint condition. But I'm from another team, she won't mind it if I can't play."

"Well if that's the case, I don't think I'm really up for practicing right now." she said and flopped back on the ground.

"Come on Ginny! I'm not kidding, she'll kill me!"

Ginny merely smirked and stretched out on her back. She wanted to stay like this, away from Hogwarts, away from Harry. Just the two of them, having fun, flying and laughing. The sooner they started her practice the sooner their time would end. They wouldn't get anymore of this because she was sure he wouldn't be late to bring her here again. She frowned as the memory of this morning came back.

"What's wrong?" He asked, noting her change of expression.

Ginny shrugged.

"I can't read minds, Ginny." Oliver said, "Can you please tell me what's wrong?"

Ginny was quiet for a few more minutes while she tried to put together a sentence that didn't make her seem like a stereotypical female.

"Are you always like that?" she finally asked.

"Always like what?"

"With women, I mean."

It was Oliver's turn to not talk.

"I thought you said I didn't owe you an explanation." He said quietly after a long pause.

"You don't owe me anything," Ginny clarified, "you don't have to answer me if you don't want to, but if you don't I'm just going to make an assumption."

"No," Oliver replied, "I'm not always like that with women. I can count the women I've been with on one hand and not even use all my fingers. Last night I just drank a bit too much."

Ginny didn't know if this made her feel any better. It was good to know that he didn't fool around with a different women every night, but she didn't feel the relief that she had been waiting for. She still didn't like the idea of him sleeping with another woman.

"Isn't that what you wanted to hear?" Oliver asked when she didn't say anything.

"Yes," Ginny said forcing a smile, "Thank you."

"Can we finish your practice now?"

Ginny nodded and stood up.

The rest of the year passed rather uneventfully. During the week she went to classes and either did homework or practiced Quidditch with the Gryffindor team. Saturday's Oliver would take her to her practices with the Harpies and Sunday she hung out with friends and Harry and did homework. No matter what happened during the week, she would always look forward to Saturday morning. Oliver would apparate her to her practice then watch until Kali shooed him away, scolding him about how he was on a different team and couldn't know what they were planning. When he picked her up they would always fly for half an hour to an hour. She could feel herself falling for him harder each day and was both disappointed and relieved when the year was over and she wouldn't have to see him everyday. She realized that Oliver had forgotten her. He saw her as little more than a student. A friend, maybe, but no more than that. Nevertheless, that thought didn't stop her heart from fluttering when he called her name while she was waiting to board the train with Ron, Harry and Hermione.

"Ginny!"

"Hey, Oliver." Ginny replied with a smile.

"I was wondering if I might have a word?" He asked her, glancing at Harry who she could tell, was trying very hard not to glare back at him.

"Of course."

He led her a few yards away from the others before turning to face her.

"I just wanted to say that I'm glad that I came to teach here this year. I'm glad that I met you. Officially I mean."

"I'm glad you came here too." Ginny replied, confused, "Was that all you wanted to say."

Oliver fidgeted, "I also wanted to apologize."

"For what?"

"I didn't exactly make your last year very easy."

Ginny placed a hand on his arm, "You didn't make it hard either."

Oliver looked at her and she shrugged.

"People stress out during their final year at school because they know that it's going to effect them when they want to choose a career. Thanks to you I chose my career and started it within my last year of school so I didn't have much to stress about for the majority of the year."

"But that's not exactly what I was apologizing for."

"Oh, you're apologizing for leading me on, then kissing me, then saying it was a mistake, then ignoring me, then-"

"Yes," Oliver interrupted, "that's what I'm apologizing for."

"Apology accepted, no harm done. I don't know what I was thinking anyways. You were my teacher and Harry's a great guy." she said, forcing a smile.

"Exactly, I'm sure you two will be very happy together. I'll see you in a few months then?"

"What's in a few months?"

"The first game between Puddlemere and The Harpies. It's always early on in the season."

"Well in that case, you'll be seeing a lot of me, I'll be in your end a lot. Don't worry," She said with a wink, "I'll try to not make you look too bad."

"Thanks, that would be very kind of you."

"Bye, Oliver." Ginny said, kissing him chastely on the cheek.

"Bye, Gin."

Ginny smiled as she walked back to her friends, but it was quickly wiped away by the look on Harry's face. She waited until they were on the train and seated before saying anything.

"What's up?" She asked.

"I could still see you guys."

"I never meant you not to." Ginny said slowly, glancing at Ron and Hermione who both shrugged.

"You kissed him!"

"Yeah! Like I kiss my brothers or my friends!" Ginny snapped.

"Well excuse me if I don't like my Fiancée kissing other guys!"

Ginny's jaw dropped and Ron and Hermione started to fidget awkwardly.

"F-fiancé?"

"I thought maybe..."

Ginny glared at him before replying in a dangerously low voice, "Are you seriously proposing to me in the middle of an argument?"

"We're going to er – yeah..." Ginny vaguely heard Ron say before he left, Hermione following close behind.

"I didn't mean to! It just slipped out!"

"So you didn't mean to propose?"

"Of course I did!" He pressed, "Just not while you were angry."

Ginny was quiet.

"So will you?"

"Will I what?"

"Marry me?"

Ginny huffed, "Of course I will, Harry."

Harry face lit up and he kissed her but she pushed him away after only a few seconds.

"Don't you think this gives you a free pass, I'm still angry with you!"

"I'm sorry, Ginny." Harry said sweetly, "I love you."

Ginny ignored him and looked out the window.

"I really love you." He said and kissed her softly on the neck.

"Harry..." She said quietly as she felt the goose bumps rise on her arms.

"I have something for you." He said between kisses.

"What's that?" she asked.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box.

"You had actually planned this?"

Harry stopped kissing her and looked at her, "Of course! I love you, Gin, and I want to marry you. This wasn't exactly how I wanted to propose, but it'll make a hell of a story."

Ginny grinned, "We can't get married right away though. I don't want to be a teenage bride, we'll have to wait about two years."

"That's okay." He said, "Do you want to see the ring?"

Ginny nodded and Harry opened the box. Her smile faltered a little and she hoped he hadn't noticed, "It's beautiful, Harry." she said, as he slid the ring on her finger.

It wasn't a lie, it was a beautiful ring. It was a platinum band with a big diamond and a lost of smaller diamonds surrounding it. It just wasn't her style of ring. This ring was for a person who wasn't going to have to worry about it getting caught somebodies robe at a Quidditch game.

"Thank you." she said kissing him.


A/N

OK again I didn't have time to proof read. hope you like it :) i'll update again soon i'm finished chapter 12 and most of chapter 13. R&R