Before I start I want to point out that this story doesn't strictly follow canon. Most of what happened up till the sixth year is pretty much the same. Except in certain moments in which I shall mention in the story. Also Voldermort in this story will not have as many horocruxes as mentioned in canon.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything regarding harry potter or its characters.

Harry woke up sluggishly from his makeshift bed. He groped around for his glasses. Harry put them on and remembered where he was; the Burrow. He had sidelong apparated with Mad Eye Moody and arrived the day before in the middle of the night. Nevertheless everyone in the Burrow had resolved to stay up till Harry arrived.

He was in Ron's room. The room was littered in the usual 'Ron' fashion. Quills and torn parchments were strewn across the floor. A huge banner of the 'Chudley Cannons' took up most of the front wall. Ron was still asleep in the bed right next to him. It didn't look like he was getting up anytime soon.

Harry slowly made his way down for Breakfast. Mrs. Weasly was already levitating eggs and toast neatly onto the plates.

"Sit down Harry," Mrs. Weasly ordered. Harry took a seat next to Mr. Weasly. He was sipping on his coffee and reading the Daily prophet.

Mrs. Weasly nudged her husband.

"What," Mr. Weasly sputtered and then noticed Harry. He hastily tried to burn the paper in mid air. Harry however saw for a split second a picture of himself on the front paper.

The other members of the Weasly clan were already seated, all except Ron who was sleeping and Percy who had defected officially last year. Harry glanced over at Ginny who noticed Harry at the same time. She looked the same as last year. She was dressed in blue tight jeans and a buttoned up red shirt which matched her fiery crimson hair.

Ginny looked pointedly away. They had left things hanging last year. Being chased by a bald headed, half nose mass murderer tends to be a bummer in relationships.

"Morning," Hermione greeted as she entered with Ron tagging behind her. Breakfast went by fast. Shortly after Mr. Weasly departed for work and the Weasly twins went to Diagon Ally to their joke shop.

Harry took a comfortable seat on the couch. He leaned back and sighed. So much had happened at Hogwarts last year. Dumbledore had been murdered; Snape had betrayed them and worst of all he had broken up with Ginny. Harry knew when they went back to Hogwarts this year he would soon be replaced by another boyfriend. For Ginny had been a late bloomer, it suddenly dawned on every male guy in Hogwarts that she was suddenly hot. Harry had spent the good part of the year ignoring Dean's constant praise of Ginny. Dean would even give a play by play analysis of their make out sessions. How he couldn't wait to rip off all her clothes and have his way with her. On most nights, Harry even considered clogging his ears with gillyweed. But Harry had come along and swooped in mid way and claimed Ginny for himself. He even snogged her infront of all their housemates. But back at the Burrow it was a different story. Harry wasn't particularly interested in being caught making out with Ginny when nearly all her brothers were home. And with Mrs. Weasly's hawk eyes Harry doubted it was even worth getting back together with Ginny. Not to mention the endless sexual innuendos from the twins.

The only good thing was Bill and Fleur's wedding. Fleur's entire family had apparated nearly a week back and were camping nearby. The twins had dutifully reminded Harry every five minutes that Gabriella had wanted to know specifically the date of Harry's arrival. Every time this would happen, Harry and Ginny would turn red but for different reasons. The twins had already sent out an owl for the Fleur and their family to come at the earliest possible time to visit harry. Harry in turn promised to get revenge in a week when he was turning seventeen.

The day progressed slowly. In the afternoon the twins returned. Ron dragged Harry out and played three on three quiditch. Fred and ron and Charlie were one team and Harry, George and Ginny was the other one. Even with Harry's Firebolt, his team was losing badly. Harry and Ginny was out of sync the first half of the match. They were awkward to watch as Ginny wouldn't even look at Harry when she was passing him the quaffel. Harry on the other hand would avoid Ginny like she was infected with dragon pox. The match ended premature with Ginny accidently chucking the quaffel at Harry's head.

Luckily Harry didn't lose grip of his broom and was able to land safely. But a bruise the size of a snitch was already bulging on his forehead right where his scar was. Harry looked ridiculous. His head looked like a botched up potato. Even Ginny who was mortified at what happened burst into giggles. Pretty soon everyone was chuckling at Harry's head.

"Not funny," protested Harry weakly. Harry got up but immediately felt dizzy.

Ginny was immediately at his side. "Hey easy."

Ginny personally volunteered to take Harry back to the Burrow. The others continued to play without them.

"Wait for me," Ginny muttered as she gingerly placed Harry onto her bed.

Harry muttered back something unintelligible.

Ginny was back in a heartbeat. "Here," she said placing ice on Harry's bruise.

"COLD!" Harry protested.

"Sorry," Ginny apologized.

Harry felt slightly better. He was suddenly conscious of Ginny's body on top of his. All of sudden he thought how would it look like if Mrs. Weasly came barging in. After all he was in Ginny's room which he had no business to be in.

Ginny started laughing.

"No I'm sorry," she said quickly. "It's just that your scar looks really stupid,"

"Thanks so much," Harry retorted.

"It looks like a Hippogriff," she said truthfully.

Harry checked himself in the mirror in front of him. "It looks like Malfoy's bum,"

"You know what his bum looks like?"

Ginny and Harry started laughing instantly. And just like that, as quick as turning on a switch the awkwardness was gone. It was like they had never broken up at all.

Harry stared at Ginny for a full minute. Damn was she beautiful. Why hadn't he ever fully appreciate her before?

It was right about now that Ginny realized that she was on top of Harry. In one swift motion he turned Ginny over and stared at her eyes. Harry leaned in and kissed Ginny right on the lips. He held her there for a while and then kissed her jawbone. Harry went lower and kissed her neck. He then placed his hands on her waist and went to kiss her breasts.

"Harry," Ginny protested, moving slightly away from him.

Harry swore under his breath. They had never gone anywhere beyond kissing each other. Ginny always wanted to take things slow whereas Harry just wanted to bed her.

Ginny silently pointed her finger to the wall next to them. Harry could just hear Mrs. Weasly humming a tune as she prepared them their dinner.

"Sorry," she whispered.

Harry stared at Ginny. Even at Hogwarts she wouldn't let things escalate beyond kissing. Then again there was never any privacy in the grounds of their school.

Later Harry and Ginny emerged out of the bedroom.

"Is little Harry-kin better," the twins asked in a ridiculous sing along. They spotted the goofy grin that Harry had on his face. They immediately put two and two together.

"Harry and Ginny are-"They shut up when they saw Ginny face turn murderous. The twins knew firsthand how talented their sister was with hexes.

It was time for dinner. Harry and Ginny sat next to each other, their hands interlaced. They hadn't said anything but Harry believed that they were back together.

Mrs. Weasly gave Harry enormous slice of the pie for desert.

"What happened to your head harry?" asked Mr. Weasly.

Harry suddenly had an interest in the fine lining of the tablecloth. "I fell,"

"In love," finished the twins.

"Ouch," Fred yelped.

Ginny looked at the twins innocently.

After dinner Harry went back to the room he was sharing with Ron. Ron was already fast asleep. Harry lay down on his bed and listened to the crickets chirping outside. His scar had been prickling all day. Voldermort was apparently not happy.

"Well I am," harry thought sleepily. He was back with his friends and more importantly back with Ginny. Life was good.

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