To make up for the fact that I haven't really been posting I decided to finish off some small ideas I had and do write enough for a relatively decent sized chapter. I do have exams coming up soon, so I won't be posting much...or at all, which saddens me, but such is life.

I know after the last chapter this one will pale in comparison after the plot twist that I threw your way ;) but I kind of wanted to write some Ginny and Theo fluff even though they aren't even talking right now.

I still stand by my decision that Ginny isn't selfish or unfair. She is doing what she thinks is right, and she doesn't want to endanger Theo and she can't tell him because she knows he won't want her to do it.

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This chapter is kind of a filler, but hey, I wanted to write Theo/Ginny fluff and I thought you all would like to see it.

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"Well look who it is," Ginny smirked, climbing up the Quidditch stands as she made her way towards the Slytherin that was languidly half lying down, one ankle resting on the opposite knee, his left hand resting lazily on his shin.

"You aren't bad you know," Theo said absently, turning his pale blue eyes on her.

"So why are you here watching me randomly practice by myself? Or is it normal for you to be by yourself in the Quidditch stands on a Thursday evening?" Ginny pursed her lips, crossing her arms over her chest. Her long ginger hair was pulled back in a French braid, a few wisps having escaped in the time she had been practicing.

"Not quite sure, Red." Theo said with an impassive expression, Ginny narrowed her eyes at him and he merely smiled at her in a way that she supposed made all the other girls around him swoon. Well that was if they paid nearly as much attention to him as they should. Theo struck her as someone who didn't stand out, despite his good looks and intelligence. Her roommates had only just noticed him a couple months ago.

"How are you Theodore Nott?" Ginny asked, climbing over a row to get to the one he was sitting on; sitting with enough room between them that neither of them would be uncomfortable.

"Shit. How are you Ginevra Weasley?" Theo returned the sentiment with a smug smirk, he saw the tick in her jaw and knew that she wasn't particularly fond of being addressed by her given name.

"Now why is that, Theo?" Ginny tilted her head to the side, crossing over leg over the other, leaning towards the wizard.

"If I told you none of your business?"

"I would tell you that if you didn't want to tell me then you would've lied and just said that everything's fine and dandy," Ginny smirked, sticking her tongue out at him triumphantly for a brief moment.

"Touché," Theo shrugged. "My Father is a homicidal maniac and he expects certain things from me and I'm not quite sure I'll be able to fulfil his requests."

Ginny nodded silently, she understood that she shouldn't prod any further, he most likely wasn't going to relinquish any further information-she was stunned that he had told her anything at all.

"Your turn, Little Red," Theo jerked his chin in her direction, his playful smile returning. She did like that smile, not that she was going to let him know that though.

"I'm fine. There's nothing too exciting going on with me besides studying for OWLs," Ginny grimaced when she recalled her upcoming exams, a sense of impending doom filled her when she thought about how she would have to study late tonight to catch up on the reading for Herbology that she meant to do this morning.

"Right, how is studying for those going?" Theo raised an eyebrow, looking genuinely curious, running a hand backwards through his dark curls. An image of Ginny's much smaller hands diving into those curls and tugging on them as she straddled him flashed through her mind, and she tried to school her expression as her eyes returned to his.

"Better than I had originally anticipated to be honest, it could have something to do with the fact that Hermione shoved all of her study notes and several schedules at me a few months back," Ginny smiled softly, Hermione meant well but sometimes she could go a bit overboard.

"Didn't Granger have a breakdown a few times last year?" Theo drawled, sitting up now, closing some of the distance between them. Ginny noted in the setting sun that he had a small birthmark under his left eye, it looked a lot like an ink blob.

"Hermione was a bit...stressed all of last year," Ginny laughed a little dryly.

"I know, that time she fainted from overexertion…" Theo trailed off, with a slight shake of his head, his lips clamped shut. Pressed into a thin line as he averted his gaze.

"What?"

"Forget it," Theo said a bit colder than Ginny was expecting, but it didn't bother her that much.

"Moving on, I have been having trouble with Potions, Slughorn isn't a bad teacher...it seems like I'm just pants at it," Ginny sighed, Harry had been excelling this year, and only a few select people knew why. She would ask him if he would want to share some of the secrets of the book, but he treasured it a great deal, and she knew he would loathe to part with it even for a moment.

"Can't you ask Potter for help?" Theo asked.

"That's a long story-"

"I could help you, no one could know of course, but if you wanted," Theo offered, Ginny frowned deeply, sitting up straight, flicking her braid over her shoulder as she did.

"Pardon? No one could know?" Ginny repeated with narrowed eyes, "what, you don't want you little Slytherin friends to see us together, or is it because your Father is a Death Eater-"

"Precisely little lion, don't get so offended," Theo scooted closer to her and Ginny's expression only grew more severe. "Yes, you're a Pureblood, but my Father had a particular distaste for Blood Traitors. You would only be in danger if he heard that we were getting on, or even interacting on a whole."

"How would he know that you were talking to me at all?" Ginny asked, the harsh expression softening into a sympathetic one, she uncrossed her arms and let them fall to her sides.

"He has his ways of knowing things," Theo said bitterly, diving into his pocket and pulling out muggle lighter. Ginny was confused as to what he intended to do with it before he popped off the top of the thin, silver cylinder, using his thumb to flick across the lighter. A small orange flame flared to life, and using his free hand he wiggled his fingers, causing the fire to make different shapes. "I use it to help me practice wandless and non-verbal magic," Theo explained after a few moments.

Theo turned his eyes away from the flame, the last bits of light from the setting sun fading away so his lighter was the only source of light around them. The flame flickered in his pale blue eyes, they looked almost haunted, "so what do you say, Red? You want me to help you study?"

Ginny paused to mull things over for a minute, she knew he was intelligent, and despite her initial offense, he was right. Just being seen together would be risky for both of them. Ginny smiled, hell she was all about taking risks, life was more fun that way. "Yes, Theodore Nott, I would very much like it if you bestowed your Potions knowledge upon me...you did get an Outstanding right?"

"Yes, Weasley," Theo rolled his eyes. Ginny decided not to retort or say anything else, settling for a quick nod as she got up. "Where are you going?"

"Back to the castle, I've got work to do and knowing me it'll take a while in the shower, so I best get going," Ginny responded simply, grabbing her wand out of the holster on her leg she pointed it towards the field and said in a small voice, "Accio Ginny Weasley's broom." It was always better to be safe, if she just said the model then there was a chance that any number of brooms could come soaring her way. She smiled, satisfied when her broom came sailing towards her, she stepped to the side and easily caught it with her left hand, securing her wand to her thigh holster afterwards.

"I'll see you soon, Nott." Ginny waved over her shoulder as she threw her leg over her broom. She really didn't know why she took the stairs up into the stands earlier, but she was tired and it would be a lot easier to coast down onto the Quidditch Pitch as opposed to walking down stairs right now.

The ginger haired girl left the dark haired Slytherin sitting there with a small smirk on his face, he glanced at the flames one more time before slicking the lighter lid shut. The darkness engulfing him. Ginevra Weasley was most certainly an interesting character, that he knew for sure.

The first time he kissed Ginny Weasley was in a dark alcove on the Fourth floor, she insisted that he didn't have to walk her back to the Gryffindor Tower after they finished up in the Potions classroom for the evening, but Theo was ever the gentleman-when he wasn't swearing that is.

They normally only used the Potions classroom when they were sure no one was around, other times they would find an empty, abandoned classroom and go through Theory behind different ingredients and how they worked. To make a proper potion you needed to understand why cutting gave a different effect than crushing, and to understand the specific properties of any given ingredient was what Theo had told her on several occasions.

Ginny had stopped abruptly and said, "I'm serious, Theo. I'll be fine, it's almost curfew and you're risking been seen with me for no good reason." She disliked how bossy she sounded, but she needed to get her point across.

"Red, I'm walking you up there cause I want to spend some ruddy time with you, is that okay with you?" Theo scowled.

A few moments later their conversation was cut short, they heard voices approaching them from around the corridor. Theo wasted no time grabbing Ginny by her upper arm and ducking into the dark alcove not three feet away from them. Taking out his wand he quickly threw up a Muffliato and a Notice-Me-Not charm.

Ginny was so preoccupied with watching as the two Ravenclaw Sixth Year prefects pass by them, she didn't notice that she was pressed up against Theo. Not until she felt his breath wash over the side of her face. Slowly she turned her face in his direction, angling it upwards. Months of sexual tension having built up, and before she knew what was happening she was wrapping her legs around his hips, her hands were delving into his curls, her back was up against the wall and she was kissing him. Tongues heatedly moving against one another, she squeezed her legs around him tighter, one hand was cupping her arse, the other was on the wall beside them.

When they broke their kiss, Ginny wasn't sure exactly what to say, so she settled for, "finally."

"You've been thinking about kissing me, Red?" Theo grinned broadly, she could barely make out the outline of his face, but she could see just how smug he looked.

"Kissing and a few other things," Ginny responded honestly, tugging on his curls lightly. She had been right, it was fun.

"Is that so?"

"Fuck yes," Ginny moaned lightly when Theo's head moved to kiss the side of her neck, she leaned it to other way to give him better access.

"Language, Missy."

"This coming from the one who curses every other sentence?" Ginny slid her fingers out of his hair to grasp his face and look in his eyes.

"What can I say-"

"Ginny, Ginny, Ginny!" A deep voice was calling her name, and she groggily roused from her sleep. Coming face to face with Harry Potter himself.

"Harry? What is it?" Ginny croaked out, her voice heady with sleep.

Harry was sitting sideways on her bed, right leg bent and half on the bed, his right arm on the other side of her propping him up, his left hand on her shoulder. Ginny made an incoherent noise before turning on her side and curling around his arm. It was just a dream, Ginny thought morosely to herself. Only a dream...a memory of something that once was.

"Draco has a better idea about how to get us into the Manor without alerting anyone, he wants to go through it before we do this mission tonight. He wants to make sure we know what we're going to be doing," Harry explained.

"Okay, I'll be there shortly," Ginny yawned, stretching her arms above her head as far as they would let her, her legs splayed like a starfish as she continued to stretch.

"Cool, Fleur made Breakfast...Hermione tried, but it didn't go so well. I love her, but she's a bit of a menace in the kitchen," Harry said fondly, stroking Ginny's cheek briefly before standing up. Ginny grabbed his hand as he turned to leave, stopping him in his tracks.

"Are we doing the right thing, Harry?"

"I can feel them...the horcruxes, but it's never concrete and if we can find out exactly where all of them are, then it's worth the risk," Harry responded, not looking at her. "I'm not sure if it's the right thing, but we need to try."

"Draco still hasn't told Hermione has he?"

"No, as far as she knows, we aren't going anywhere later."

"Okay, I'll be down in a minute, love. Is Luna still hell bent on coming with us?" Ginny frowned, her best friend had been very adamant in her involvement. She was the best one when it came to healing magic aside from Draco, so she insisted that she stay with Gwen and Charlie on the edge of the Forest outside of Malfoy Manor; Draco, Ginny and Harry were going to go inside but Gwen and Charlie were coming along as backup in case things went sideways. Which there was a high possibility that they would.

"I managed to convince her that the less people that go the better. I would prefer if it was just the three of us, but Charlie and Gwen coming along as backup can't hurt," Harry angled his head in her direction finally, she could see how weary he was in his bright green eyes. He had to carry a heavy burden on his shoulder for a very, very long time and she hated that he thought it was his and his alone to carry.

"HARRY!" They heard Hermione's voice carry from the staircase, and they knew that the sooner he went to find out what the brunette wanted, the better.

"Go, I'll be down in a minute," Ginny smiled, throwing her sheets back and sitting up, slowly swinging her legs out of bed.

Harry nodded before striding out of the room she shared with Ron, when he was here that was, he still hadn't returned from Aunt Muriel's. Molly was probably prolonging his stay as long as she could, before he left to go 'gallivanting off to do who knows what, getting into all kinds of trouble," as she so eloquently put it.

Ginny took a deep breath as she stood up, using a hand to ruffle her short locks, they had started to grow out again and she wasn't sure if she wanted to cut her hair again or not. Today is the day, Ginny thought with a sinking feeling in her gut. She kept thinking she should go to Nott Cottage and tell Theo what she was doing before she went through with this, but she couldn't. She knew once she did then she wouldn't be able to go. Plus they were fighting, at least she thought they were fighting seeing as the last real interaction they had as she had been fleeing the castle was not what one would call pleasant.

No. She had to do this, they needed to figure out where the other horcruxes were so they could win this war. She wasn't being selfish or unfair. Yes, she was keeping secrets from him, but it wasn't for a malicious reason. She was trying to do the right thing. Desperately trying to do what she could to help, to do her part in defeating him.

Ginny clenched her fists and squared her jaw. I can do this, we can do this. We will do this. They had to, the fate of everyone was on the line. This was bigger than her, or her and Theo, so much bigger. She just hoped that he would be able to forgive her when it was all over. She wouldn't be able to bear it if he didn't.


I hope you liked that! The next chapter whenever I can get it done or posted will be where things pick up again.

I know there may be a few spelling/ grammatical errors here and there, and I'm sorry about that. I'll fix them when I can.

Love you,

Indieblue xxx