"Hello, Mr. Potter. How can I help you today?"
"I would like to know wrote the barmy article about my girlfriend, Ginny Weasley."
"Oh that was written by one of our most talented, Rita Skeeter."
"Where can I find her?"
"In her office. Room 246 on the seventh floor." Harry walked out of the editor's office and went straight to Rita Skeeter's office. Oh, how he hated that woman. And to think that at one moment he considered forgiving her.
"Oh, Hello our little savior!" Rita winked at him, "You know, Harry, you are looking a lot more handsome than you were the last time I saw you. How long ago was that? Way back when you were fifteen…now look at this seventeen year old, handsome man." Harry rolled his eyes at her. He wasn't here for her flattering.
"Rita, I don't appreciate you completely trashing my girlfriend in the paper. What could have she possibly done to deserve that?"
"I report the truth. And what she said was the truth."
"Yes, she answered your questions right. But it was completely immature for you to tell the public that they should stay away from her. Maybe your forgetting that I'm Harry Potter the bloody Savior of the Wizarding World. I can have you fired before your next article. I gave you a chance for my forgiveness before and you know, right now you have lost that. She does not deserve your rubbish. She is already going through a tough time and you lot of reporters made her day worse. Now you ARE going to write an article about how you were out of line for writing that and you ARE going to apologize to her. Before you completely lose all rights to report about anyone's personal lives." Harry turned around and walked out of the bitch's office. He left the office and apparated back to his flat and found Ginny right where he left her.
"Hey Harry. Where did you go?" She scooted over a little and let Harry sit next to her.
"I went and told the bloody reporter, who wrote that stuff about you, off. She's going to personally apologize and write a new article that talks about how wrong she was."
"Oh Harry, Thank you!"
"Your welcome. But we need to get you back home. Its 5 o'clock and dinner might be on the table." Ginny laughed at Harry's mind set. Every boy loves their food. But Ginny grabbed his and stopped him from leaving the steps. "What?" Is all Harry could say before Ginny's lips explained. They kissed for longer than they ever have. But they had to breathe sooner or later. The pulled apart laughing. They didn't want to leave that moment but Harry's gurgling stomach brought the realization that they had to.
"Hey Mum! Harry found her…She's home!" Ron yelled to his mother who was on the second floor.
"My baby's home? Where is she?"
"Right here, Mum." Ginny joined as she walked into the Burrow.
"GINNY! Oh Merlin. I'm so sorry! We shouldn't have pressured you like that. I'm so sorry! But where could have you gone? Harry went to Grimmauld Place, I flooed Andromeda, Bill went to Shell Cottage, we couldn't find you anywhere!"
"That's because I didn't go to any obvious places. I went to Harry's empty flat."
"Oh I forgot about that place. Thank you, Harry. We really do owe you one."
"Trust me. It was all my pleasure." Harry said smiling down at Ginny.
"Well, dinner is ready and everyone is waiting for you guys to eat. Come on, and for dessert we're going to have some Treacle Tart." Harry smile grew wider. Treacle Tart was his favorite.
The next few weeks were pretty mellow. Harry and Ginny were together and happy. Ron and Hermione may still have been bickering but their snogging wasn't a problem anymore. The Weasleys finally restarted their Sunday Quidditch games. It was one of their big leaps of recovery from Fred. He was greatly missed and you couldn't say his name without an awkward moment of silence. But their happy days were ended when two Hogwarts letters came for Hermione and Ginny only. Harry and Ron had already told McGonagall that they were not going to be returning to Hogwarts because they were starting auror training. She seemed a bit disappointed that they weren't going to finish out their education, but she couldn't have expected any less. Ginny stared down at her letter for about an hour. She just got back together with Harry. She didn't want to leave him.
"I can't believe that it's going to be your birthday in two weeks. And in a month and a half I'll have to say goodbye to you." Ginny said while they were lying on the couch in front of the fire in Harry's flat.
"We won't be saying goodbye for too long. We will still write to each other."
"I know, but I don't want to leave you. Writing to you isn't as good as seeing your face. Or as good as talking to you in person. It will feel just like last year."
"No it won't. Ginny, last year we couldn't even write to each other now we can." Ginny sat up and looked over at Harry.
"But what if the letters stop coming my way? What if they send all the auror trainees on some god forsaken mission? What if death eaters find you and try to revenge Voldemort's death?"
"Is that what you've been bugging about? You're afraid I'm going to get killed without saying goodbye to you." Ginny nodded and wiped a tear off her cheek. "Ginny. I'm going to tell you something that you already know. I love you more than the world and I always will. I don't plan on breaking up with you in any lifetime. And I think I can trust you because like you said, 'you've loved Harry Potter since you were eight'. I think that should tell you something."
"That should tell me what? That since I was eight, I couldn't say no to your charms?" Ginny said laughing.
"Well, I was looking for the answer that you never gave up on me but I guess that works too." Ginny laughed again and went and leaned back into Harry's arms. This was the perfect moment and she couldn't ask for better.
Two more weeks past and now it was Harry's birthday. It had also been a month since his last cigarette. He was completely moved into his new flat and in five weeks he was going to start auror training.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HARRY!" The Weasleys said in unison as Harry walked into the Burrow.
"Whoa, I didn't expect another party." Harry said after he noticed all the balloons and the golden snitch cake.
"Well, welcome to the Burrow, where if you have a birthday, god damnit we're going to celebrate it!" Ginny said pushing her boyfriend in a chair.
"Ginny. Don't use that language in this household." Molly said sternly.
"Sorry, Mum. But in twenty days, I'll be of age and language wouldn't be an issue." Ginny said before pecking her mum on the cheek and going into the kitchen for a glass of water.
"Harry, I'm going to trust you that you will keep her on a leash because if you don't, you'll have a serious case of rebel on your hands." Harry laughed at Molly's comment.
"Don't worry, I'll try."
"Alright it's time for the birthday boy to blow out his candles." Everyone crowded around Harry and sang.
"Eighteen is a big number mate. What are you going to do now?"
"Oh you know, wake up, eat, talk to Ginny, eat, talk to Ginny, eat again, and then go to sleep. You know my usual routine."
"But if you could do anything what would you do?"
"I know what he'd do! He'd save the world!" Ginny chipped in.
"Yeah, I have had enough of that for a lifetime." Ginny sat next to him and held his hand. Harry closed his eyes and blew out his candles.
"Look who's the eighteen year old now!" George said clapping his hand on Harry's back.
"Thanks." Harry said as Ginny dragged him into the living room. Everyone else followed. Ginny pecked him on the cheek and sat him down on the sofa.
"Alright, now it's time for your presents. This one is from Mum and Dad." Ginny handed Harry a gift in a red and white packaging. Harry nodded to and and started opening the package. He opened the package quickly to keep his audience awake. They had given him a forest green sweater with an "H" on it.
"Thank you so much, you guys! You're too nice to me!" Harry said to the couple.
"Oh Harry you're family! We wouldn't treat you any different!" Molly said pulling Harry into a hug.
"You're basically a son to me, Harry. Of course we'd give you a birthday present." Arthur said hugging him after Molly finished.
"Alright you lot, it's time for the present from Bill and Fleur." Ginny said clapping her hands for her family's attention.
"Here you are, Harry. Hopefully you like it." Bill said while handing him a small box that was wrapped in a golden packaging. Harry smiled and unwrapped his present. It was a pair of cufflinks. But if you looked close enough it said BWLT. Harry thought about it for a second then it hit him.
"Oh you lot know how to give people grief in a nice way." Bill started hysterically laughing.
"What? It's the Boy Who Lived Twice's birthday. Of, course we'd give you grief about that." Bill said smiling.
"I'm zorry, 'Arry, I vasn't apart ov zees." Fleur said sternly, shaking her head.
"Its okay, Fleur, I can take a joke." Harry said then turned to Bill. "I'll wear them everyday once I'm an auror." Bill nodded still slyly grinning.
They couldn't believe it. The summer holidays went by so fast. It felt like just last week that Harry was a smoking drunk. Ginny and Hermione were saying goodbye to their boyfriends. Hermione was crying while hugging Ron. Ginny was hugging Harry and whispering something in his ear. The train whistle blew meaning that it was time to board. Ginny pulled out from the hug and kissed Harry on the cheek.
"Bye, I'll see you all at Christmas!" Ginny said to her family. She turned around and started to board the train.
"Bye, thank you so much for letting me stay at the Burrow for the summer!" Hermione said to the rest of the Weasleys and she walked with Ginny onto the train. The second whistle blew and the train started to move. Hermione and Ginny waved to their family from the window of the train. Harry, Ron and the rest of the Weasleys waved back to their departing family.
Ginny looked at the train station that was disappearing in the distance and whispered "I love you, Harry Potter."
A/N: Sorry I noticed if I kept up the pace I was going at. There would be hundred and something chapters. So I'm thinking about doing It in parts what do you think? Please review and tell me. :)