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36. Presents.

I took in a deep breath and stretched, I loved waking up with the smell of fresh breakfast but I loved waking up with Harry's arms wrapped around me even more. I turned to face him, his eyes were closed but a small smile played on his lips.

"Morning." I whispered.

Harry pulled me closer and kissed me softly.

"Good morning." He mumbled against my lips.

"hmmm, I really love waking up like this." I whispered as I let my lips brush his jaw.

"Me too, just a few months before we can wake up like this every morning."

"Sounds like you had enough of Hogwarts." I murmured,

"I have, I want to live my life, worry free and preferably with you." He said as he pulled me into an other sweet kiss.

I let my hands roam over his chest, my nails scratching his nipples. He moaned softly. Slowly I explored the lower half of his torso, his abs and the small trail of hair that was leading to an area that could cause me great pleasure. When I slid my fingers under his waist band Harry softly whimper.

"Gin." He hissed as he grabbed my hand.

"What's wrong." I asked as I let my finger brush his already hardening cock. Harry let out an other throaty moan.

"Please, stop." He whispered.

"Why?"

"Because within now and five minutes one of your brothers will be banging on the door and screaming for us to hurry up and come down to open presents."

"Ron." I chuckled.

"Or George." Harry sighed.

I knew he was right, judging by the light that was coming from outside it was already late in the morning and my brothers patience was limited.

"We better get dressed than." I groaned and rolled on my back.

Suddenly Harry's face was in front of me, his eyes burning with mischief. He lowered himself over me, every inch of my body was touched my a part of his. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my stomach. His lips captured mine and he pulled my into a deep passionate kiss. I couldn't help but moan against his lips.

Suddenly he laughed and got up.

"You…are…evil." I hissed.

"You started." He smiled.

I laughed loudly when I realized that this could be my life within a few months, going to bed together, waking up together, going to work and coming home to each other, just the normal things. I wasn't counting my mothers opinion in my images of the future. I would throw a very hissy fit if she objected.

I took a quick showed and pulled on some more casual witch robes that I had bought during the summer. It was a perfect dress for Christmas, green with red and gold. When I returned to the bedroom I saw Harry had opted for something more casual as well, a pair of trousers and dark blue shirt, he looked stunning anyway.

"No knocking on the door yet?" I asked as I pulled on my shoes.

"No, and it's after ten already. Either they are eating and lost focus or the wine hit harder than I expected."

When we were both properly dressed we made our way down stairs. Sounds of food being eaten reached our ears and the smell of freshly baked bread made us quicken our step. When we reached the dinning room the table was already filled with our guests.

"Finally." George sighed dramatically.

"Yes, Harry we thought that you would never come downstairs." Ron complained.

"You are having breakfast, what are you complaining about?" Harry said when he held out a chair for me.

"Presents, that damn elf of yours doesn't let us near the tree."

"Of course not, we are doing the presents when everybody is ready." Harry said as he sat down next to me.

"Yeah, the elf told us, we were about to wake you up."

"Why us, I see Charlie and Luna aren't here yet." Harry pointed out.

"Ah, yes, the newest love couple, well they were the first to have breakfast, they are outside strolling around the orchard." George said as he pointed to the window. "Luna needed some fresh are to get rid of some unexplained creature."

"Charlie naturally agreed to accompany her." Ron chuckled.

"It's a Christmas present for me already." I sighed.

"Yes, our little matchmaker." Harry chuckled. "You know, you are more a romantic than you want to admit."

"Am not!" I tried to be serious but I broke down in laughter when I saw everybody disagreeing with me.

"Ginny, you are even more a romantic as I am and you know what books I love to read." Hermione chuckled as she patted my shoulder.

"I'm going to call Charlie and Luna, it's time for presents." Ron said as he got up.

"Ron, be nice." Hermione called after him. An undefined sound came from the hall that made us laugh loudly.

Drooble poured us some coffee and handed Harry the daily prophet. He quickly scanned the front page as he took a sip of his coffee, I watched his reactions to the news carefully. Harry's facial expressions were like a open book to me, every time he narrowed his eyes it told me that he didn't agree with something. Sometimes his eyes would widen in disbelieve, or I would hear him chuckle.

"No Greyback yet?" George asked as he finished his breakfast.

"But they had a sighting of a Death Eater." Harry commented in disbelieve.

"Who?"

"Doesn't say, they only stated that two days ago a person cloaked in black and wearing a silver mask had been seen in Scotland. The witch who had seen them was to scared to react or look at them properly."

"Well at least it's a clue." Hermione shrugged.

"Yes, Arn will have someone check this out." Harry said thoughtful.

"You don't sound very positive about it." I stated.

"Because I'm not. It could have been a Death Eater but he or she was there two days ago, they won't find him now. People need to man up and start reporting these things the moment they happen."

Before any of us could react to his statement Ron came running in.

"Time for presents." He sang and raced towards the large tree in the living room.

"You would think I agreed to marrying a five year old." Hermione grumbled. Her parents laughed like it was some inside joke. I looked at her questionably.

"I'll explain some other time." Hermione whispered.

I took my coffee with me to the living room where the elves had been serving tea and plates of small bites and sweets. Harry and I were the last the enter the living room. It was a very special sight, friends and family all sitting together, chatting, eating and the snow visible through the large window.

Hermione's father walked towards us, looking very seriously.

"Harry, I'm…uhm." He started, "We don't have any presents with us, not even for Hermione, these wasn't any time…"

"Mr. Granger, it's alright. We really don't expect anything else from you other than just to be here for Hermione." Harry said as he placed his hand on Mr. Granger's shoulder.

"Still, I feel like we should do something."

"Nonsense." Harry said firmly. "I know what Hermione has been through the last two years, it hasn't been easy, having her parents back eases a lot of her pain. Just being here is a gift big enough. Besides no one can top Ron's gift."

"About that you are right, I didn't knew she was so in love with him."

"They have been since they were fifteen, they only just found out." I laughed.

Hermione's dad laughed along with us. A few minutes later we were all seated and laughing about Ron and George literally bouncing out of their seat.

"Drooble will hand out the gifts." Harry told them. "Drooble, start with the gifts on the right."

The house-elf nodded and picked up a small square box. He read the label and hurried towards Luna.

"Oh, it's from daddy." She said with a small smile. We watched her unwrap the small gift, her fingers worked the paper patiently. When she opened the box she let out a small gasp.

"That's beautiful." Charlie pointed out as he watched over her shoulder.

"Daddy makes them himself."

Luna picked up what ever was in this box and held it up, it was a necklace with a charm on it. Unlike her other charms this looked professional, it was a beautiful shaped dragon carved out of a red stone.

"That's really beautiful, Luna." I told her as she placed it around her neck.

"Thanks." She smiled.

Drooble picked up a large box and handed it to Ron. The paper was gone with in a second revealing a large box full of Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes products. The next few presents were for George and Charlie, both from Hermione so they were books. When Drooble brought the next present to me I recognized Ron's handwriting. I looked at the rectangular package with bright colored wrapping.

I carefully removed the paper, inside was a black box with a shop's name on it, the Gobling shop Ron and I went. I carefully opened the box, inside was a velvet lid that covered the actual gift on top of that lay a note.

'From Ron and Hermione'

I looked at them both in surprise, they smiled and indicated I should just open the present. I think I actually squealed.

"Do you like it?" Hermione asked nervously.

"Oh my god! I love it."

"Oh thank god, Ron said he would pick out your gift, I just saw it after he bought it." Hermione sighed.

Inside the box was a bracelet, a bracelet I had seen in that Goblin shop, it was beautiful and I had looked at it for a long time before deciding not to by it for myself. It was white gold with Sapphires, a small plate was dangling from it. When I turned it around I saw that it had an inscription on it. It said 'Sister forever' , only it wasn't signed with Ron and Hermione's initials it was signed D.A.

"Oh, it's beautiful." I sighed.

Suddenly Drooble was handing out packages that looked exactly like mine, he was handing them to every member of the D.A. I turned to Harry in surprise.

"You knew?"

"I knew about the bracelet, Ron needed your size and I knew that his idea was great…"

"Harry?" I broke him off.

"Yeah I knew." He sighed. "That's how I found out about the engagement ring but I didn't knew that Ron ordered something for me as well." He said as he held up his gift.

"And neither did I knew that you bought one for the rest of us." Ron mumbled.

It turned out Hermione and Luna both got a white gold bracelet with a plate signed with D.A. both of them had different color stones used in it and Ron, Neville, George and Harry all got a male style white gold ring, like a seal ring, the D.A. initials forming the seal.

"This is awesome." George breathed.

"You know, I can charm these so that they work like the coins, only both ways, that way we can communicate easily." Hermione said with a deep thinking frown on her face.

"That wouldn't be a bad idea." Harry mused, "But later, Drooble get us the next present, please."

Drooble skipped happily to the Christmas tree to pick up a rather large package for Charlie. Inside was a gift from Harry, it was the complete volume of 'Dragons through the ages' by the fabled writer, Jani Kettlestock, a wizard that had studied dragons for all his life and spend the last ten years writing down everything he knew about them.

"Wow, thanks Harry. These are brilliant."

The unwrapping of all the packages under the tree took us the rest of the morning. I loved all my presents, the bracelet, new robes from Luna, a new jumper from mom, books from dad and Charlie, the book from Hermione, joke products from George and sweets. The best present came from Harry, he had bought tickets for me and him to go and see the Harpies play the cup final in February.

"I don't know if they will give you tickets or not but I didn't want to risk you missing it." He had said.

"Well, I better get back to the apartment." George said as he made a move to get up.

"Wait a second." Harry said, holding up his hand. "There is one more present."

"Oh." I heard a few times and I saw everybody looked confused at the empty floor below the Christmas tree.

"Drooble, would you get that envelope from my desk in the study?"

The house-elf nodded and vanished, only to return seconds later with a large official looking envelope. Harry took it from him and opened it, he took out one piece of parchment on which his handwriting was visible.

He quickly read it over and smiled, he took my hand and turned to Hermione.

"Here, Hermione, the last present is for you. And maybe now Ron as well." Harry said with a smile as he handed her the letter. I knew what it said, I was there when he wrote it a while back.

It said,

Dear Hermione,

There isn't a word in the English dictionary that explains properly how grateful I am to have you as a friend, there isn't a way to explain how thankful I am for your wisdom. I have searched long for a way to say thanks for all that you have done for me.

I couldn't find anything but I would make a start with giving you something that you might need in case your parents won't be back before the end of the school year.

After discussing this with Ginny and she agrees with all her heart, we decided to give you this:

The London house that once belonged to my parents, also Trinkle the house-elf is from this day on yours.

In the large envelope you'll find the key and the official paper work.

I, we, hope that you'll find it your home and one day have a happy family there.

Love, Harry and Ginny.

Hermione read the letter over and over again, each time she started to shake more. Her eyes sometimes flashed towards Harry but he would just sit and wait for her to say something. It was typical Harry, he knew Hermione needed a chance to get her thoughts sorted out.

"Harry…" Came after a good five minutes. "Harry, this is really…too much."

Harry smiled and sat down next to her. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her forehead.

"Hermione, it isn't, you have saved my life more than I like to count, if you wouldn't be my friend I would have gotten myself killed long before I could even imagining taken on Voldemort. This is just a small bit I can do to repay you for all that you have done for me."

"But Harry, you are giving me a house! Your parents house! Where you were born."

"And I want you to have it. I have this house in which I know my parents were happy, I have Grimmauld place, where I think I'm going to make a social place for members of the order and the D.A. to meet up, chat and discus troubles, and maybe if I can convince Ginny I'm going to rebuild the old house in Godric's Hollow, so I'll have enough places to stay."

Hermione looked at him for a long time, sometimes she would open her mouth but no sound came out of it. Ron took the letter from her and read it a few times before handing it to Hermione's parents. The room was dead quiet, everybody was waiting for Hermione to just give in.

And she did after a long time.

"There is no use in arguing with you, is there." Hermione whispered against Harry's shoulder.

"No, not really, the only option you have is telling me you like Grimmauld place more, than you can have that house." Harry said laughingly.

"You are absolutely absurd." Hermione sighed.

Everybody laughed as Hermione slumped against Harry, giving in to his absurd present. He held out the large envelope to her waiting for her to take it.

"You are absolutely serious?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, Hermione." Harry sighed.

"Gin?" Hermione asked as she turned to me. I sighed and got up. I kneeled down next to her and rested my hands on her knees.

"Hermione, yes, we are sure, we have discussed this many times, I really want to live here and Harry wants a house in Godric's Hollow and there is absolutely no reason why we would have four houses. Besides I owe you big time for keeping Harry save and sane."

Slowly, a smile formed around her lips, first hesitant but slowly it got brighter than the sun outside.

"You are giving me a house!" she squealed.

"And an elf, a very cute one I must say." Harry joked.

"Oh Harry, and they said George is nuts." Hermione laughed and flung her arms around his neck and pulled him in a tight hug.

"Hey!" George yelled but everybody ignored him.

For the rest of the morning and lunch Hermione's gift from Harry was the topic of discussion. Hermione's parents wanted to know everything about the house, how Harry got it, how it looked, where it was and all the things parents wanted to know.

"That boyfriend of yours is a bit crazy I have to say." Charlie said.

"I know, it was all his idea." I sighed.

"Really?"

"Yeah, when he found out about the houses we went to look at them. I think he decided at that moment that he wanted to give Hermione one of them. I know his idea was that if they weren't able to find her parents she would be homeless, he didn't want that to happen. We only discussed which house it would be."

"I can understand that you want to keep this place. It's amazing."

"Yeah, we came here in the summer, it was so beautiful with all the fresh green and roses. Very peaceful."

"Yes, it is." Charlie nodded. "Well I have to go, I promised Bill to spend the afternoon with him while Fleur is out with her parents and sister."

"Didn't Bill have to go with them?" I asked.

"No, Fleur was angry but her sister and mother have arranged a surprise baby shower with all her school friends and family. So Bill wasn't even aloud to come."

"Why wasn't I invited?"

"Because your mum is arranging her own party, she discussed it with Fleur's mother. Fleur is too tired to deal with everybody all at once, so your mum is arranging a girls day at the spa during the easter holidays." Hermione explained.

"How come everybody knows this except me?"

"Because you were too focused on sneaking away to Harry these last few days." Charlie said.

I glared at him.

"Hey, that's what mum says."

Charlie said goodbye just before one o'clock which reminded Luna and me that we would be going to St. Mungo's.

"Where will you be later this afternoon?" I asked Harry as I pulled on my jacket.

"Don't know yet, if I'm not here than I think I will be at the London house. I think Ron, Hermione and her parents want to see it. I'll take them there."

"Okay, than I'll come by here first." I promised.

"So, Luna, tell me everything." I said as I shut the door behind me. Luna laughed loudly.

"I knew you would ask that."

"Of course, my D.A. sister and my brother. Hot gossip!" I laughed.

"It isn't really like that." Luna sighed.

"Yeah, right, I saw you two kissing under the mistletoe last night."

"We did but I think Charlie thinks I'm too young for him. Which I am."

"How did you come to that conclusion?" I asked as I opened the gate.

"Well, it's just when he talks he sounds so grown up, like he has already seen everything. It's intimidating, it makes me feel like the young girl I am. He could never ever want to be with somebody so young."

"That's ridiculous." I said as I shook my head.

"Why would that be ridiculous?" Luna challenged.

"First off, I know my brother, Charlie has always been my support, he was the one who would listen to my complaints and support me, so you can say that I know him very well, that's why I also knew the moment you two met at my sick bed he liked you a lot. I saw it in his eyes. Second, Charlie doesn't kiss girls just for fun, all these years he had only one or two serious dates, who he kissed."

"How do you know that?" Luna chuckled.

"Last year, with Christmas Charlie was home and we got into a very personal talk, I was so depressed with Harry leaving me that he tried to cheer me up, but the talk got very personal, about his life and dates. That's why I know."

"So you are saying that it meant something more than just a kiss."

"Yes. Charlie wouldn't kiss a girl if he didn't really liked her."

Luna's face lit up and a smile spread across her face.

"He has asked if it was alright if he visited this week." She said.

"That's great, you won't be alone all the time."

Luna nodded, "yes, that would be nice. Shall we go?"

I agreed and soon we were walking into the wizarding hospital. Luna's dad was in the same long term residence as Neville's parents but at an other side, the ones for which they still had hope of a full recovery. He had a private room which was decorated with paintings Luna had made and pictures of possible new animal species send to him by his readers.

I was happy to see how well Luna's dad was doing, the damage that was done to him wasn't mentally but physically. The healer explained that due to a strange curse Mr. Lovegood wasn't able to recover quickly. Like his whole body worked slower. The last few weeks they had seen a lot of progress, mainly due to light therapy, that was why they suggested a transfer to a magical hospital in the southern part of America or the Caribbean, somewhere where the sun shone a lot.

Mr. Lovegood, was his happy and dreamy self, already talking about all the possibilities he would have for doing some research in a foreign country. I could see it made Luna happy to see her dad so exciting about his upcoming trip.

"I know I will leave you alone for a long time but you are a strong woman, my Luna, you'll be able to hold your own." Her father smiled to her when he saw her sad eyes. "Besides you have great friends who will be there for you and I'm sure that lovely young man you have been writing about, what's his name?"

Her dad turned to a large stack of letters and ruffled through them.

"Ah, yes here it is. Charlie, that's his name, I'm sure that if he is a smart he'll see what a catch you are and keep you company."

"Charlie is smart, Mr. Lovegood, he has already seen how great Luna is." I said to him.

"Really? Do you know him?"

"Yes, he is my brother." I smiled. This seemed to bring on a whole new row of questions, mostly directed to Luna but it was clear that her dad completely agreed with her choice of men. I was relieved to see that Luna wasn't embarrassed by me spilling on the identity of her new boyfriend.

The whole visit was rather pleasant and I really believed that Luna was relieved that everything was going so well.

"Thanks Ginny." She said as we walked out of the hospital.

"What for?"

"For a very special Christmas and for coming with me to visit dad. I really was scared of what I would find."

"Coming with you here and you thank me for that I can understand but what did you mean with a very special Christmas?"

"Well, I got to see Ron getting on one knee for Hermione, I got the most amazing Christmas dinner and my friend invited me so she could set me up with her incredible brother. So all in all a very special Christmas." She smiled.

I laughed loudly, I should have known that Luna would see through me, her way of seeing the world would have all secrets on the table.

"How long did you knew?" I asked.

"When you got a bit too eager with asking me." Luna laughed. "You wanted me to come to the dinner so much that I figured something was behind it. I wrote Charlie about it and he said that it would be so you to try and set us up."

"See, I was right about you and Charlie writing each other. How romantic." I squealed.

"No, not really. Normally we write about dragons and other magical creatures, only rarely we discus more romantic things."

"Yes well, that is going to chance I'm sure." I laughed.

Arm in arm we walked towards the leaky cauldron for a drink and a long girl talk. It was already getting dark when Luna and I waved goodbye. I focused on the Summer house and apparated home. Yeah, I guess I really felt like it was my home.

The lights were already on when I walked up the path, I could hear Harry's voice coming through the windows. He sounded panicky. I quickened my step wondering and worrying what was wrong.

I reached the door and saw it was open, I slid inside and heard Harry talking rather rapidly.

"Harry!" I called.

"Gin!" came from the living room.

"Yeah! I'm back."

The living room door flew open and a rather harassed looking Harry walked into the hallway.

"Where the fuck have you been!" he yelled at me. I was so shocked by the anger in his voice that I stiffened and took a step back. I could feel all the blood leaving my head.

"What?" I stammered.

"Where! Have! You! Been!" he yelled. His eyes were flaming with anger and I just couldn't pull together why he was so angry.

"The leaky Cauldron, with Luna." I rushed out.

A slight ripple of confusion ran over his face before the anger flared again.

"The leaky Cauldron? With Luna? Until this late?" he yelled again.

This time my temper started to flare up, the initial shock and confusion tempered with it but after taking a few breaths I felt the anger brew in my stomach. He had no right to be yelling at me like that.

"Yes. I was at the Cauldron with Luna." I hissed. "So, there is no reason for you to behave like this."

"No reason?" Harry yelled, his voice thick with sarcasm. "Dammit Ginny! I have every reason to behave like this. Why the fuck are you back so damn late!"

"So damn late! So damn late?" I screamed back. "Fuck off, Harry, it's not even dinner time, it only just got dark!"

He really got me angry now, my mind was making up all different kind of reasons why he could be angry, most of them got stuck on the idea that he was jealous and was thinking I had met up with some other guy. Even the thought of that made me so angry that I could have cursed the whole house down. Instinctively I grabbed my wand but I was still sane enough to not point it at Harry, deep down I knew he would react on his instincts as well and I would be in big trouble.

I watched as Harry stopped in his tracks, he looked confused and he was mumbling something which I quite couldn't catch.

"If you have something to say you better do it loud enough for me to hear!" I yelled at him.

He looked up at me, I saw the pain in his eyes, it was enough to back down but when he didn't answer I got angry again.

"Fuck Harry! If you can't even tell why you are yelling at me…"

"Ginerva." He started weakly.

"Ginerva? Dammit!"

I knew I shouldn't get angry with him at that moment but using my nickname like this, a name he only was ever allowed to use in moments of bliss, urgh it made me just hiss with anger.

I turned around and walked up the stairs, fully intent on grabbing my bag and walk out, he needed time to get his head straight.

I slammed the door behind me, satisfied that it made a really loud bang. Just not loud enough to shatter anything. As soon as the door was shut my anger drained away and I crashed down on the bed. I whimpered slightly as I thought about his reasons to be angry, didn't he really trust me?

Suddenly there was a soft knock on the door.

"Ginny?"

I wasn't sure if I wanted to hear his explanation just yet, if he didn't trust me it would be so damn painful.

"Ginny? Can I please come in?"

I sighed and got up and opened the door slowly, my wand was still tightly wrapped in my hand. Harry looked rather miserable when he stepped into the room.

I wavered for a second but kept my wand pointed at him, the reminder of what I was able to do with a mere stick if wood was enough to keep my temper from rising, or at least that was what I hoped for.

Harry raised his hands in surrender.

"Ginny, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you."

He looked at me like he was waiting for a reaction but honestly I didn't knew what to say.

"Why?" I asked in a soft whisper. I let myself sank back down on the bed, lowering my wand and hang my head. Now it was me waiting for the blow.

"I…I fell asleep." Harry said as he sat down next to me. My head snapped his way, these weren't the words I expected.

"What in the world does that has anything to do with you yelling at me for no reason."

"Everything actually and the fact that I've been stupid." Harry said darkly. "I fell asleep after I got back from showing the house in London to Ron, Hermione and her parents. They decided to go out for dinner to have a bit of family time and get to know Ron a bit better. I declined the invitation I wanted to have dinner with you. I lay down on the sofa reading while waiting for you, I fell asleep."

"That still doesn't explain anything." I said as he fell silent.

Harry looked at me with a wry smile.

"When I woke up it was already dark and you weren't home yet. I panicked." He sighed.

"Panicked? About what?"

"I didn't even look at what the actual time was. In my mind it was already very late, I was already ordering Kreacher around to look for you when you walked in. you were just smiling like there was nothing to worry about, it send me into a rage, I was so worried about you."

"Worried about what?"

"About you getting hurt! In my worried rage you should have been home for a long time already and you weren't, I don't even what I thought, images of you being tortured, murdered or raped by Death Eaters flashed through my mind. When you said that it wasn't even dinner time I glanced at the clock and I realized how wrong I was to yell at you. I realized my mistake."

I understood what he was saying but I found that I also saw a bit of the deep meaning behind his sudden panic, what he had gone through just before I got home. I realized that the horrors he had been through and had seen or heard during the war were still very close to the surface and even the smallest thing could set off the fear and pain. These were the moment when it became clear of how much the war had effected him, it became clear of how much fear he was still dealing with. Normally he didn't show it, he worked hard, he would sometimes talk about the war but most of it was still buried deep.

"Oh, Harry." I sighed and wrapped my arms around him.

"I'm really sorry, Ginny."

"I know, I should have realized you would be scared and not reacted like that."

Harry snorted at that.

"You acted like any one who knows you would have expected, better even, you didn't hex me, me on the other hand was yelling at you for no reason just because I was stupid enough not to check the time first."

"Did you call Kreacher back?"

"He wasn't even gone yet." Harry sighed. "I was awake only for a few minutes and I checked the house first, asking Drooble if he had seen you. God, how stupid can I be."

"Harry, I honestly don't think it's stupid."

"You don't?" He asked shocked.

"No, I was angry and confused but now I realize what it was. You were just panicking, scared and worried but I shouldn't have expected anything else. The war is still so fresh under your skin, everything you had to deal with during those days, even the last years is still very fresh. We can have dinners, parties, great sex and cute loving moment but we still have to deal with the things we rather not face. I still panic when you leave to hunt down Greyback or Death Eaters just because I'm afraid you would leave me again, I know what you just went through Harry, I'm still dealing with it as well."

Harry looked at me, his mouth hung open a bit. It would have made me chuckle but his sad eyes stopped me.

"I didn't knew." He whispered.

"What?"

"That you were still so scared, about me leaving."

"Sometimes but not as much as I was in the beginning. I was ready to jinx you so you would stay where you were." I chuckled.

"I feel like that as well, sometimes." Harry admitted softly.

"How so?"

"Well, whenever I go with Arn and the other aurors I always fear that I wouldn't be able to go home, that the mission would take longer. You would be waiting for me without knowing. That's the reason why I'm so happy with the suggestion Hermione made with the D.A. jewelery. That way we can always contact each other."

I nodded, it would indeed be a good idea.

"Still Harry, you need to start talking about things, you can't work through it alone."

"I know, Ginny, I know, I just don't know what I feel, or at least I can't put a name on it."

"Could you try? Maybe we can work it out together."

Harry looked down at were our hands met, he played with my fingers for a while and brushed over my bracelet. I felt him take him a few deep breaths.

"I just feel so weird all the time, I think I had hoped that when I killed him I would feel relieved, happy and cheery all the times, and sometimes I do feel like that but…I just feel so not me most of the time."

"What use to feel like being you?"

"I really don't know that either. That's why it is just so confusing. For eleven years I felt like I wasn't welcome, that I wasn't loved. Than Hagrid told me I was famous for something I couldn't even claim, it was all my mother. Since then I never had any rest, always running on something exciting, I remember Hermione wishing for a calm and normal year after our fourth year. It has been a constant rush. Remember those months when I finally saw the light?" he asked with a chuckle.

"Yes, those were amazing."

"Like I said, out of someone else's life but not mine. My life has been non-existence and than crazy, hectic and scary. With you I had peace, like we lived in a different world. Than I went back to that rush, for a whole year the rush was greater than ever when all I wanted was to gain that peace back."

"Do you have it back now?"

"Yes, I have but now there is a whole new set of feelings that is running through me. Feelings I think had been suppressed by the horcrux in me. I love you more than I could have imagined, I need the peace you bring more than anything but I still feel like I'm waiting for the panic and hectic to return. Like I felt tonight and I blamed it on you because I need you for the peace. The constant fear of loosing the peace and the whole new range of feelings that run uncontrolled through me in ways I don't understand scares the shit out of me."

"If these feelings were released by the dead of the horcrux you'll learn to live with them soon because they have always been a part of you." I pointed out.

"I hope so."

"What kind of feelings are they?"

"Besides a even greater feeling of love for you, I mean it almost reaches a sick obsession, I feel strangely needy for something, the peace is one part of it but also the need for something more, something I couldn't put my finger on until I saw you with Teddy in your arms."

"You want a family of your own?" I whispered.

"Yes, I think so, I always enjoyed the feeling of being a part of a family, like yours but the idea of our own little family I realized yesterday that, that was a need inside me."

"I would love to give you that, Harry, just not now, not so soon after school."

"I know, you first go and conquer the world with your amazing Quidditch." He smiled.

"What other feelings scare you so much."

"Sometimes I feel really angry, like today, it just flares up and I can't really control it. When I'm around you I can but I think that has something to do with you being even more angry and feisty. Your anger makes mine look feeble, but when you are not with me, like when I'm out with Arn and the aurors and a Death Eater or werewolf gets through me and makes me angry…Arn had to stun me once to make sure the werewolf lived long enough to be questioned."

I gasped in shock, I would have never thought Harry could act like that.

"I know, it's sounds terrible right."

"A little but where does that anger come from?"

"I'm not sure but I think it has to do with jealousy."

"What?"

"The one thing that provokes me is any negative thing about you, somebody making a bad comment or a guy talking about you inappropriate or looking at you. That's what set me off. Trust me Ginny, I'm not a jealous guy, or at least I wasn't. When I got back here last week I found a stack with letters from a friend to my mother, she writes about how jealous James could be when it came to my mom. I think that the suppressed feelings where the passionate parts of my mom and dad. Did you know sometimes I feel like a good prank would be nice, right in the middle of an important class."

He laughed softly as I looked at him like he had gone crazy.

"I thought you were jealous, that you thought I would have been spending my time with someone else." I whispered.

"That's just silly." He laughed. "I know you are damn pretty and I know that there are many more guys who want a part of you but I trust you. Completely. I just need to learn to control me emotions better and tonight I wasn't jealous, I was just having a panic attack and from what I read in those letters it was very common for my dad to have when it came to my mother and the other way around as well."

"You have to show me the letters some day."

"I will." Harry promised. Slowly he leaned forward to kiss me. "Am I forgiven?" He asked.

"You already were." I said and sealed it with a soft sweet kiss.

Suddenly Harry got up and held his hand out to me.

"Come on, Drooble has dinner ready. Lets have a nice peaceful dinner. Just the two of us."

I smiled and got up, following him towards the dinner table while telling him about my visit to St. Mungo's.

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