A/N Thanks reviewers, on with the show hehe!

Getting Together

The abrupt change of emotion over the past few weeks had thrown most of the year group, and Ginny's year group for that matter. No one seemed to understand what was going on the day after Malfoy's and Harry's fight. For the simple fact that every time Harry and Ginny saw each other in a corridor, Ginny blushed and Harry smiled cheekily and held her hand as if to take her away, before letting go so he didn't pull her arm socket out while walking. For the first few days, Ron and Hermione didn't even realise that they were 'back together'. Until Ginny finally told them at lunch three days later. "Well! It's about time!" Hermione had said. "Good for you mate," Ron told Harry after a pat on the back. Harry had also been informed by Ginny that Hermione definitely didn't like him like that any more, so he felt no guilt there either.

Another source of gossip was the state of Harry's face for the week after the fight, no one knew what had happened to him, or Malfoy, but no one seemed to link two and two together, which Harry was thankful for. It seemed that Malfoy had told no one about his run in with 'Potter', Harry supposed it would have been to embarrassing to say that the bruises on his face were made by Potter. But he didn't care, staying out of attention was fine by him, even though he was still gossip with Ginny.

A month had flown past, and now it was Valentines Day in three days, and along with it, another trip to Hogsmede. This always got on Harry nerves, as everyone always tried to find a 'date'.

"I assume you'll be going with me then Ginny?" He said sarcastically to Ginny three nights before.

"What on earth makes you think that?" Ginny smiled back.

The four of them were in the common room in their chairs in front of the fire. Harry was in the sofa, playing with Ginny's hair, who was sitting leaning against the sofa on the floor. Ron sat at the other end of the sofa and Hermione was in the single chair.

About half an hour passed, with the four talking about anything and everything, and then suddenly, out of the blue Ron said something to startle them all.

"Will you come to Hogsmede with me Hermione?" He asked.

"Well who else am I going to go with Ronald?!" Hermione replied, not quite realising the essence of the question. However, she then looked over to Ginny, who raised her eyebrows and looked at Ron, who had his head lowered, but not enough so you couldn't see it shining red.

"Oh," Hermione clicked, "I'd love to Ron," She said smiling. Ron looked up at her and smiled sheepishly back at her.

Ginny had found out a few weeks ago that the good kisser Hermione was talking about was Ron, from when she was trying to make Harry and Ginny jealous and kissed Ron, apparently it was the best kiss she'd ever had, even if it was fake, that meant the real thing would be even better.

After the strange question by Ron, the four of them went to bed, too tired to talk about budding relationships, and for another night, all four of them slept peacefully in their beds… Maybe, apart from Harry. He woke up many times in the night because of his scar, it had been getting worse over the past month, but he had not told anyone, maybe he should tell them tomorrow. But he thought that every time it happened and never told anyone. He didn't want to ruin the happiness that had finally come about the group, because he was scared, scared of what might be happening outside the walls of Hogwarts, he dared not real the Prophet anymore, and Hermione didn't get it either, so he was sheltered from the outside world, for now.

"Why are we hear Ron? It's freezing!" Hermione complained as they sat in the snow in Hogsmede on the 14th of February.

"It's peaceful," Ron replied, not looking at her.

Hermione hid her smile from him, she was so excited, she was sure this was the time, he was going to ask her to be his girlfriend, something she'd wanted since her second year, with a little interruption from fake emotions from Harry, but that made no difference, it had been years, she had spent countless months waiting for this moment. And he'd picked the nicest spot, it she was right that is.

Ron sighed deeply, which to Hermione, sounded like a deep breath before saying something, and it was.

"Hermione, now, I understand if you say no to this, but er, I just wanted to ask…" Ron trailed off at the pinnacle of the question. He was so nervous, how did he ask this, not 'will you go out with me', that was so fourth year.

"Yes Ron?" Hermione prompted eagerly.

"Well, I like you, a lot, and, er, I was wondering if, er, you like me too?" He spluttered.

"Oh, yes, I do," Hermione replied disappointedly.

"That's really good!" Ron smiled.

Hermione sighed, it looked like she was going to have to do this by herself.

"Ron, will you go out with me? I love you," She said simply, not taking his eyes off him.

Ron breathed out so fast that he started to choke on nothing. "You – you what?"

"I love you, I think…"

Ron smiled, he'd never realised before… "I think I love you too, Hermione, I really do!"

And before either of them knew it, they were absorbed in a mouth watering kiss that could have lasted forever, but sadly it didn't.

"So, is that a yes?" Hermione asked sarcastically.

"Yes, it's a yes," Ron answered and the two of them sat on the same snowy rock until the sun started to set.

"Are you sure Ginny?" Harry asked as they trudged the snow back to Hogwarts, "We can go back to Hogsmede, we don't have to!"

"Harry," Ginny stopped and turned him round to face her, "I'm sure this time, I love you, and I know you really do love me too, I trust you," she smiled and carried on walking.

Harry looked at her all the way back to Hogwarts and decided that she really did want this, and he did too. They had spoken about it for half an hour in the pub over a Butterbeer each, and decided it's what they wanted. Harry decided because he loved Ginny very much, and was worried about every tomorrow because his scar hurt more and more each day, he knew it was coming, the day he would have to leave to fight Voldemort and might never come back. He didn't know why Ginny wanted it, maybe to get rid of the horrible memory of her first time with Malfoy, if you can call that a first time. But whatever the reason, he knew she did want it.

They stopped outside of the Room of Requirement, Ginny stared at the door like it was a monster.

"Are you sure you want to do it here?" Harry asked.

"Yes, just let me choose the room," Ginny said.

Harry nodded and Ginny walked past the door thinking hard.

When she opened the door she gave a loud sigh. The room didn't even look like the one she was in with Malfoy. She had asked the door outside for 'a room totally different from the last time I was here, but still with a double bed, a room totally different from the last time I was here, but still with a double bed, a room totally different from the last time I was here, but still with a double bed'. And it had worked.

This room was tiny, and a triangle shape, the walls were Gryffindor houses' colours, and the bed was not four poster, but a king size to make up for the lack of curtains. And that was all that was in the room.

Ginny turned and smiled at Harry, who smiled back. He kissed her on the lips, which led to her neck which led to her breasts. He took her top off slowly and she did the same to him. They wandered slowly over to the bed, and Harry slowly took off her bra. He led her down carefully on the bed and kneeled above her. Ginny breathed hard as she undid the belt on his trousers and slipped them off. He did the same her and then gently started rubbing his fingers in and out of her. Ginny breathed hard and made noises that made Harry ecstatic, she looked at him as if to say, 'I'm ready', she pushed the protection on him. And slowly, as not to hurt her, she pushed inside of her, spreading her legs ever wider. She moaned with pleasure, and begged for more, which he gave.

She loved every second of it and, all too soon, it was over, and they snuggled up together underneath the covers of the bed, to drift off into an easy lovers sleep.

A/N Sorry if that was too dirty for you, but it was supposed to symbolise how much nicer Harry was to her than Malfoy was, what with flipping her around and going to fast and hard and that. I wouldn't have even written in detail about the sex if it wasn't needed, but it was supposed to show the difference, and how could I do that without detail.

So yeah, the next chapter is the last one… Hope you review please!! xxxxx