Ginny decided that maybe it was best to avoid Harry for a little while, but he wasn't making it easy. Lily and Molly had decided it would be best to have Harry and her on hand in case there was another attack since they would be moving the young wizards out of the house in the next few days. So here he was in her house, which was full to the brim, and yet was always where she tried to escape to. She managed to avoid him until lunch when Molly insisted she joined them, thankfully neither of her parents had seen the display earlier and it seemed her brothers didn't feel like sharing with them, though she knew for a fact that George had shared with Bill when he arrived.

Bill spent the whole lunch shooting dirty looks at Harry, who if he noticed didn't seem to care at all. Harry sat next to Ginny, an arrangement quickly set up by Hermione, despite Ginny's protests. For the most part he was good, but whenever he had an excuse to touch her he did. By the end of lunch she was unable to fight the urge to touch him, and found her fingers trailing over his hip and down his leg where no one could see. It was only when she caught his very satisfied smirk that she stopped biting the inside of her cheek not to say anything.

As soon as lunch was over she managed to escape to her room feigning tiredness which no one argued with. Once inside her room, the door firmly locked she could think again, but she found her mind constantly moving to Harry. Her leopard was pacing in her mind, most unimpressed at the fact Ginny hadn't pounced on what she saw as a potential mate. Doing her best to push those urges down she decided a nap was definitely in order and climbed into bed.

Harry knew exactly how Ginny was feeling, and the fact that she was curled up in her bed hadn't skipped his notice either. A part of him wanted to go up there and push her to see what kind of reaction he would get. He wasn't used to feeling this out of control, wasn't used to being the one with a hot head, and everything in his wanted to push at her to make her show the same things. His mind was in turmoil a large part saying what he wanted wasn't fair; mostly that it wasn't fair on Ginny. But another part whispered that he deserved more than he had been given so far.

He was in the garden meditating trying hard to keep his mind from the gutter it seemed to be slipping into when he felt someone behind him. Taking a breath and letting his scenes flare out told him exactly who it was straight away, but he didn't move, choosing to stay perfectly still his eyes closed.

"Alright Potter," he heard Bill say and he opened his eyes to find the man standing not far away.

Harry nodded his head but didn't say anything; sure the other man was here for one reason.

"Quite the display you put on with my baby sister earlier," Bill said and harry could hear the barely suppressed anger in his voice.

Harry gave him his best blank face not wanting to give anything away, but inside his mind his panther roared annoyed at anyone trying to interfere. He knew that Bill saw himself as the family protector, being the oldest, but Harry knew Ginny wouldn't appreciate this. In just the little time that he had known her he could see she was feisty and would always fight her own battles.

Bill circled around Harry, obviously trying to be intimidating, but it didn't faze Harry. He'd faced down much worse things than big brothers before.

"Is there something I can help you with Bill," he finally said his voice clear of any emotion.

Bill stopped behind him, obviously trying to freak Harry out but he didn't let it get to him. His panther was prowling in his mind, uncomfortable with having a potential threat at its back, but Harry didn't move. Carefully he shifted not giving anything away, but enough so that he could easily move out of the way if Bill decided to make a move for him.

He could feel the anger radiating off Bill, he knew he was seething over what he thought was happening between Harry and Ginny, but Harry couldn't seem to bring himself to care. The only thing that mattered was what Ginny thought, and with a smirk Harry was sure she was enjoying their little playtimes.

"I want to know what's going on between you and my sister," he finally said and Harry sighed, of course he did.

"Well I don't think it's any of your business," Harry replied simply.

Bill circled back around him until he was stood in front of Harry, and this time he opened his eyes and looked Bill deep in the eye, letting the other man see the predator he was dealing with. Bill frowned but didn't step down and Harry felt a slight tug of admiration, most people would have stepped down under Harry's gaze.

Climbing fluidly to his feet Harry squared off with Bill, knowing full well if this came to violence he would walk away without a scratch, but he didn't relish the thought of harming Bill. He knew for a fact Ginny would not be happy about that.

"Look Bill I know you love your sister, but she's a grown woman and whatever is going on between us is between us," Harry said through clenched teeth.

Bill openly looked angry now, but Harry had had enough, he didn't like being around people especially people he didn't know. So turning on his heel he headed back to the Burrow. He was sure Bill would have followed Harry if it wasn't for the fact that fleur materialised out of nowhere to have words with her husband. With a smirk Harry left the couple knowing Fleur would fix it that Bill would never ambush him with questions again.

When he reached the Burrow it was to find hoards of young witches and wizards out in the garden doing chores. Molly was instructing groups on washing clothes, others were folding the laundry and even more were preparing food for the evening. Dodging the groups so he wasn't dragged into the chore wheel Harry dived inside. Blessedly the house was quieter than it was outside and he headed upstairs to escape the few people milling around.

Hermione watched as Harry headed upstairs sure that, even if he didn't realise it, he would end up with Ginny. She also didn't fail to notice that Ron was watching Harry's retreating back and decided the best thing Hermione could do for the potential couple was to distract a very annoyed big brother.

"Oh Ron," she called and he turned to look at her, a spark of anger in his eyes, "come on over here, I'm all lonely, and there's no one around," she patted the seat next to him watching as he narrowed his eyes at her.

Smiling sweetly she patted the seat again, and then stretched as if she was tired; making sure Ron got a good show. When she looked again the anger was gone from his eyes replaced by lust, men were so predictable.

"Sure hunny anything for you," he said crossing the room to sit next to her, snaking an arm around her shoulders to pull her in for a kiss.

Mentally she laughed, but also hoped she bought enough time for Harry and Ginny.