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Chapter Twenty One – Leading Into Spring

Christmas Day was filled with presents, food and music. Harry's present comprised of: A green knitted scarf patterned with Golden Snitches and a box of homemade fudge from Mrs Weasley, a rubber duck from Mr Weasley, a broomstick cleaning set from George and Angelina and a variety of different chocolates and sweets from the other members of the Weasley family. Ginny gave him a green woolly hat with a large pink bobble on top. When he opened it she fell about laughing. He threw it at her and she caught it, pulling it onto her head. The green clashed violently with her fiery hair. "Does it suit me?" she joked.

"Of course it does!" Harry said, pulling her close to him and kissing her cheek. Then she handed him the real present. It was carefully wrapped in red paper with a silver ribbon. He opened it gently and slowly. Out fell a photo frame. Inside it was a photo of himself, Ron and Hermione in their first year at Hogwarts. They were standing down by the lake and if he looked carefully he could just see one of the Giant Squid's giant tentacles sticking out of the water in the distance. "Wow! Thanks Ginny!" Harry exclaimed, kissing her again. "It's lovely!"

"You're welcome. I thought you might like it!" She replied, hugging him.

The rest of the holidays passed with card games, board games and music from that dreadful witch Mrs Weasley liked. On January ninth Harry and Ginny made their way back to Kings Cross where they found Ron and Hermione. Hermione's parents were with them, smiling kindly.

There were hugs and greetings before they ran through the barrier between platforms nine and ten.

On the train they found an empty compartment and Ron and Hermione told the other two of their adventures in Australia. It sounded to Harry very much like the previous year only hotter and lasting a mere two weeks or so.

Two weeks into the new term brought the first Quidditch match of the year. Gryffindor versus Slytherin. Gryffindor won 200-90. This of course meant a party in the Gryffindor Common Room with lots of Butterbeer and back-slapping. There was also a lot of kissing between Ron and Hermione. Harry found this very strange to watch at first but then realised it was probably no different for Ron with him and Ginny and he never made a fuss about it. Ginny soon distracted him anyway, leading him into a secluded corner to "talk about tactics for the next match". These tactics consisted of cuddling and murmured compliments passed to one another in between kisses.

Several times they were interrupted by a first year wanted to talk to or look at Harry. They soon scurried away though when they saw what Harry was up to.

As the term went on the amount of homework increased until Harry could barely keep up with that and Quidditch. He never got to speak to Ginny except to ask what something meant or what the teacher had just said (he tended to either doze off or zone out in lessons due to lack of sleep). Hermione's stress levels increased along with the homework. By the middle of March she would snap if anyone so much as looked at her. Ron was starting to feel very shut out.

"Honestly, she's meant to be my girlfriend!" He complained to Harry in bed almost every night, "What's the point in being girlfriend and boyfriend if you can't look at eachother, let alone kiss!" Whenever Harry went to reply Ron would find something else to complain about.

Tensions among the group were raging and Harry was struggling to keep up his morale. The only thing stopping him from flipping and letting loose his rage was Ginny. During work they would look up at the same time and she would smile at him. Her beautiful smile that made his stomach flutter. If she wasn't smiling, she was concentrating. And oh Merlin her concentration face was so attractive. Every time he saw it he wanted her. And not just to have as his girlfriend. He wanted her. She would occasionally catch him staring and wink, sticking her tongue out. This only made him want her even more. He had to contain his felings though or he would never get any work done!

Another thing keeping him going was the prospect of Easter. Mrs Weasley had reluctantly agreed to let Ginny go with Harry to decorate the flat. And Harry could not wait. Two weeks alone with Ginny in their flat. Making it their own. Making it feel like home. It was going to be perfect. When they had told Ron and Hermione about the flat they had been overjoyed for them. They were also very happy to hear that there was a spare room. Harry and Ginny had promised them visiting rights over Easter for a few days once they had the furniture and were settled in themselves.

"Wow! You're really going out into the big wide world aren't you mate?" Ron had said, slapping him on the back and bringing him in for a hug. "Hermione's going to be expecting me to give her something now isn't she?"

"Well it's a new block of flats so they're all for sale!" Harry said. He had been joking but when Ron went up to he boys' dormitories to get a book he had seen a hint of contemplation in his eyes. Maybe he really was considering it.

Easter couldn't come fast enough but when it did Harry was over the moon. He and Ginny took the Hogwarts Express back to Kings Cross with the other students and then made their way across London to the flat. Mr and Mrs Weasley had insisted on having a spare key and had brought all of Ginny's things for them. When Harry opened the door there it all was in boxes. On the kitchen island there was a vase of orange and yellow flowers with a note attatched.

"Dear Harry and Ginny," Ginny read, "We're so excited for you with your new flat. These flowers are just to make you feel more at home. We have stocked up the cupboards with food for you and there are two camp-beds with sleeping bags in the main bedroom for you until you can buy beds of your own. Have fun and be safe, Mum, Dad and the rest of the Weasley family."

"That's sweet." Harry said, dumping his trunk in the living room. "I think first up is paint, don't you?" He pulled Ginny into a hug from behind and kissed her on the cheek.

She nodded and whirled around. "Let's get going then!" She kissed him quickly on the lips and then headed out of the door.