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W.G.

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'We have to get married?' Harry spluttered.

Dumbledore had just informed both he and Ginny that they are to be wed in order for this war to be won by the Light Side.

'That's crazy... utterly crazy!' Ginny mumbled inchoherently. Dumbledore still had that stupid grin on his face, watching their expressions.

'Insane.' Harry predicted. He suddenly let go of Ginny's hand, and ubruptly looked nervously in all the corners of the room.

'What? What's wrong?' Ginny asked, wondering why Harry just did that.

'Your brothers... they'll kill me... No.' Harry said firmly.

Ginny put a a frown and said, 'You don't want to get married?'

'You're only fifteen! I'm only sixteen! You're parents... they'll kill me!' Harry proclaimed loudly. How could Dumbledore just dump this on him, and then leave him hanging without any advice.

'My parents got married when they were eighteen... so what? They won't kill you, they like you!' Ginny said, now firing up. Dumbledore, who amusingly enough was watching from the sidelines of this borderline argument, was cringing at the sight of how much Ginny already looked like her mother.

'You're actually considering this?' Harry said in disbelief... he would love to get married... but they had only been dating for what? A month at the most.

'Of course.' Ginny said at once. She sat down and smoothed her skirt, now that she thought of it, what Harry said was right... they were a little young.

'Quiet. Please.' Dumbledore said, silencing the young couple.

'Now, I didn't say that you would be getting married right away, and I also, never said that the Weasley's would decline. But, there are more serious matters to talk about now. Including, the fact that Severus must not break the Unbreakable Vow, or else, I would die, causing you two to break up, taking away Harry's ultimate power, love, that will kill Voldemort, thus saving the world.' Dumbledore said quickly, with a smile.

'How can you smile at a time like this... I was just told that I was to be married!' Harry said loudly.

'Harry, true love. True love isn't in the form of marriage... marriage is just a way of bonding the two so that they are stronger together and can take anything together from now until eternity. True love, is true love, whether or not you are married.' Dumbledore said wisely.

'So we do or don't get married?' Ginny said, getting frustrated.

'You do... but not now. Your powers together are much, much stronger than your powers apart.' Dumbledore answered.

'We've been dating for a month... at the most.' Harry said weakly.

'Yet, you already know that you love each other... so what does it matter if it was a day, a month, a year... a lifetime? You love each other, and that is what counts...' Dumbledore said even more mistically and wisely.

'What about Sirius?' Ginny said, putting aside the marriage issue.

'I'm working on that still... I will arrange a day with both of you to go into the pensieve and watch Harry's dreams. We will decipher that mystery, I promise you.' Dumbledore said, before ushering them out of the Room of Requirement.

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'That meeting was quite... interesting.' Ginny said to Harry. It was around midnight, their usual hour, and it had been full silence and tension. Harry had not said a word about his routine nightmare, and instead was imaging a wedding day full of pastel pinks, blues, and yellows.

'Sure was.' Harry murmured, not really looking at Ginny. They were sitting opposite of each other, which was quite unusual, seeing as they normally sat cuddled on the couch together.

Dumbledore decided to not come to the Gryffindor common room that night, and silently, invisibly watch the two sit in the quiet sounds of the night.

'Do you think Dumbledore's here today?' Ginny asked, looking around the room, and voicing her really only fear now.

'No... he wouldn't want to come in after the news he laid on us.' Harry mumbled quietly, not really getting why Ginny asked him that. He realized as soon as Ginny jumped into his chair, and began heavily snogging him, and caught him by surprise.

'What was that for?' Harry asked after a possible ten minutes.

'Can't a girl kiss her boyfriend?' Ginny asked, smiling calmly.

'Husband?' Harry said under his breath and to himself.

Ginny looked down when he said this. 'Is something wrong?' She asked him, feeling as if he dispised, even the idea of marrying her... was she that bad of a girlfriend? She thought so.

'No,' Harry said quickly. 'I want to marry you,' He whispered so softly she could hardly hear him. 'I wanted it to be much more special than Dumbledore telling us that it was our duty to get married though... that's not what you'd call a 'special' proposal is it? I'm tired of Voldemort ruling my life...' Harry said to her.

'No, but we could pretend Dumbledore didn't even say anything, and you could propose the way you want to.' Ginny suggested.

'Your brothers are going to kill me before Voldemort does.' Harry said wearily.

'Voldemort's not going to kill you, because he's going to have to kill me first.' Ginny said sweetly ignoring the comment about her brother. She leaned her head against his forheard and sighed, this was too much drama.

'Right.' Harry said sarcastically. He really didn't think he was going to be able to beat Voldemort, it seemed impossible.

'You need to think of your power.' Ginny said, revising Dumbledore's little speech a tad.

'Love... a lot of good it's done me.' Harry said, rolling his eyes.

'Yes, it has done you a lot. It got you me, and then I'm going to help you beat him.' Ginny said, trying to keep Harry's hopes high.

'I forgot to tell you, we've got a Quidditch match tomorrow.' Harry said to her.

'Again?' Ginny asked. They've had a lot of Quidditch matches in the past few weeks.

'Something about Slytherin rescheduling, and now we're playing Hufflepuff. Cormac McLaggen is playing Keeper. I had to recruit him... But, as long as you score as many points as possible, and I catch the Snitch... we will be good.' Harry said happily.

'Ok. I wish Ron could play... but too bad he's still in the hospital wing.' Ginny said thoughtfully.

'Yeah, I know. Hey, maybe Dumbledore'll have another nightmare meeting soon.' Harry said hopefully. He wanted to save Sirius, and soon.

'I hope so.' Ginny said.

'Me too.' Harry mumbled, and they went their seperate ways, and fell to sleep.

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'And this is the... first game of the season I believe.. yes it is...' Came a dreamy voice on the loud speaker at the Quidditch match. Yes, Luna Lovegood was standing up on the podium, looking lovingly into the air. Funnily enough, Fred and George Weasley were standing up on either side of her.

'Actually Miss Lovegood, it is the ninth game of the season.' Fred said, laughing heartily.

'Ninth? That fast huh? Perhaps it's the hunkledinks in the sky today, I think I see one... look there!' Luna said excitedly.

George took this moment to heart. 'OH look Fred! A hunkledink is there... try and call it Fred... I want one...' He said sarcastically, while his twin was rolling on the floor laughing, if possibly, even harder.

'You can't tame a hunkledink Fred!' Luna said seriously.

'I'm George.' George clarified.

'No technically you're Fred... the Zing-Pings are telling me that you were lying.' She said even more seriously.

'Amazing. Bloody amazing... I wish I could talk to Zing-Pings...' Fred said between chuckles.

'Back to the game!' McGonagall bellowed.

'Oh my, looks as if the Keeper has got one of the Beater's bats.' Luna said dreamily.

'Harry's going to go and check it out.' Fred said curiously, wondering why McLaggen was giving Beater lessons during the middle of a Quidditch game.

'Harry, watch out for his...' George began to warn Harry in the loud speaker, but it was too late.

'Swing...' George finished, but before he could say it, there was a loud CRACK!

'Harry... get him!' Fred yelled in the microphone.

Down at the pitch, Ginny was sitting next to an unconscience Harry on the turf. She furiously got up and went over to McLaggen.

'McLaggen! You arsehole!' She preceded in punching him in the face so that his nose was thickly bleeding.

'Harry!' She shrieked, when she saw Dumbledore magically levitate him up to the castle.

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