Lily went back to Sirius' that night, unable to stand being so close to so many other people. She knew Harry was safe with Ginny, that they needed each other but it didn't stop her from worrying. Molly had been beside herself with worry for her daughter and no words of comfort from Lily had done anything, so she had left them to it. When she arrived back she found Sirius sat in his study and explained everything to him that had happened. He sat patiently and silently listening until she finished.
"Well I'm glad that it's understood they're together, Gin needs Harry and I know he needs her," he said simply and Lily smiled.
Sirius had always been a black and white kind of guy, where as Lily lived in the grey. She wanted to be happy for her son, happy that he had someone to love, but all she could see was the road that lay at his feet and how now it was even more complicated thanks to Ginny's addition. She sat with him for a few hours until she grew tired and retired to bed the day's events playing around her head until sleep sucked her under.
Ginny watched as Harry walked around the kitchen making breakfast completely at ease with his state of undress. She'd watched him climb from their makeshift bed in the front room in front of the fire, and for a moment she knew he had considered putting on his boxers but after throwing a grin over his shoulder at her he had padded into the kitchen to start cooking.
With a grin she stretched herself loving the feel of fur under her body. Harry had carried her into the house after they had fallen asleep outside, and conjured fur throws to lay her down on. They were thick plush and warm, and she loved digging her fingers into them as she stretched. She snuggled deep into the thick throw and pulled the heavy blanket up around her neck so she could cuddle in as she watched Harry.
He moved with grace and ease that reflected what he was, and she wondered if she would ever be able to move like that. She was only a year younger then Harry but they had discussed her differences at length and it seemed because she had fought against everything for so long she had stunted her growth. Harry on the other hand had been in full cooperation with his panther since he was a child and so had been able to harness the strength and grace that came with being a shifter.
She smiled as he turned with a plate of bacon and toast ready for her to make up her own sandwiches. He padded on bare feet over to her slipping the plate to the floor and then climbed into the makeshift bed next to her.
"Oh Harry your feet are freezing," she laughed as she pulled away from him not getting very far since he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her against his chest.
"Well even a shifter can't fight off being naked and walking on cold stone floors," he laughed and she laughed with him.
Soon enough they were snuggled together under the blankets eating happily. Harry sighed contentedly as he brushed a kiss over Ginny's hair and took another bite of his sandwich, this was heaven to him and he wanted to stay wrapped in the cocoon forever or at least until the world was in peril again.
Ginny chewed her food slowly her mind bouncing from one thought to another. How long could they stay there, what was going to happen when they went home, would Harry still be the same when they did return, most of all though what did the future hold for them?
"I can hear you thinking over here Breeze it looks like it hurts," Harry laughed and Ginny punched him lightly on the shoulder.
She knew he was trying to keep things light but she could tell by his eyes that he was feeling the same things she was. Taking a breath she closed her eyes and concentrated on the link between them. Instantly her mind was filled with Harry and she gasped at the intensity of his emotions.
She only realised she had shown any outside indication of what she was feeling when her sandwich was taken from her hands and she felt Harry pull her closer to him, burying his face in her hair.
"I know you're worrying love, but please don't. I'm here and I will be with you forever," he whispered and she felt herself feel lighter.
She let Harry hold her for a while, for the moment unable to voice the worries she could feel building inside of her, but soon they became too much for her to bear.
"There's something there Harry, something that stands between us and forever, and it's not just the war," she finally managed to say and she felt him grow still.
Opening her eyes she turned to look at Harry and found his eyes turned cat and knew she had hit the button. Turning she took his face in her hands and pinned him with her eyes.
"Tell me Harry, there can't be anything unsaid between us," she whispered suddenly desperate to know what was happening.
Harry stared at her for a moment and then, his hands on her hips flipped her onto her back so that he could cover her with his own body. He used his knee to spread her legs and she let him, his roughness bringing her beast to the surface.
"You know that the wizarding world believed me to be the saviour of them all," he said and she simply nodded as she felt him settle between her thighs.
"Well they were right, before I was born a prophecy was discovered about a child that would be born at the death if the seventh month. A child that would be the downfall of Voldermort," he paused then and she gasped as she felt the tip of him brush against her, "but the problem was that neither could live if the other one did, and its widely believed that the child would have to die so the world could be rid of the dark lord."
He stopped then his eyes locking on hers as he paused at her entrance. Ginny's breathing had become more laboured, a mixture of fear and excitement spiking through her blood. She knew what Harry was saying and it was almost more than she could stand. With one push he buried himself deep inside of her and she moaned as she arched her back to allow him better access, but he didn't move once he was there, simply gripped her hips and held her in place.
"That child was me, when Voldermort killed my father he marked me as the one that would stand against him in the future. Dumbledore and the rest of the order believed, or still does, that I have to die for the rest of the world to survive."
Her blood ran cold at his statement, what was the world to her if he wasn't in it. He buried his face deep in neck and began moving his hips. She gripped his shoulders as he did, his slow caresses building the fire in her stomach. She ached with need for him, and because of his revelation. Would he have to die to save the world, was the world worth it to her. Her family's safety had been everything to her not long ago, but now a treacherous part of her didn't care as long as she could hold him.
Gasping she threw her head back calling his name as he picked up the pace, grunting into her ear as he kissed along her slim neck. His hands came up to pull her against him, and he rolled pulling her on top. Instantly she picked up the rhythm rocking her hips against him as his hands went out to cup her breasts. She knew full well that he had done this to distract her, to lessen the shock and worry, and she was fine to go along with it, for now. When she was finished showing him how much she loved him, she would make him talk.
She moaned as she felt his hand slide between them so that she could stroke her, suddenly unable to catch her thoughts. Her rocking was becoming more frantic now and she knew she was growing close, and by his frenzied thrust she knew he was to.
"Harry," she gasped feeling his other hand tense on her hips, his fingers digging into her.
"Don't hold back babe," he growled and she felt his grip on her hip tighten further.
His hand slid along her as she drew it out and it was the last straw breaking her. With a scream she came her hands shooting out to grip at him. Just as she felt her ecstasy hit a peek she heard him yell her name and knew he was falling with her.
A moment later she collapsed on his chest, feeling his heart beat flutter under her cheek. His arms came up to encircle her and she let him hold her as she trembled. He kissed the top of her head before his head fell back against the fur below him and he tried to get his breathing under control. He knew it had been underhanded of him, and that she would make him pay for it more than likely very soon, but when the fear had washed over her he'd needed to take it away.
Carefully she bucked her hips releasing him from her grasp and he shuddered underneath her. She slipped carefully off the side of him and snuggled in close to him, burying her face against the hollow of his shoulder. They were both sweaty their bodies slick from there lovemaking, but neither of them cared. He wrapped an arm around her hip and pulled her closer to him, she rested her head lightly on his chest and listened to his heart rate as it slowed.
"You didn't distract me you know," she said a little breathy.
He chuckled and she listened to the sound reverberate through his chest. Well that had been faster than he had anticipated, he thought as she pushed up on her elbow to look at him.
"I can't lose you Harry," she whispered and his face turned serious as he turned to look at her, his green eyes flashing with power.
"You're not going to Breeze," his hand came up to cup her cheek and she nuzzled into the feel of it, "I'm yours always," he whispered and she leant down to kiss him.
They kissed for a while, a slow and easy kiss that left her heart burning, but made her feel wonderful. Somehow she knew Harry had wrapped himself around her heart to the point where she wouldn't be able to function if he died. She knew this and for some reason it didn't scare her like she had expected it to. She knew one thing though, no matter what it cost the world she wasn't letting him go.
She pulled back from the kiss smiling broadly until she remembered what they had been discussing and the smile slipped from her face. Suddenly she couldn't breathe her chest becoming tight and she felt Harry's arms slip around her to pull her against his chest. She crushed her cheek against him, her ear pressed against his heart so she could hear the steady beat as he tried to sooth her. She knew, as she listened to his hearts steady beat, that she would do anything to keep his heart going and she felt a coil of steel settle inside of her.
"I promise love I don't have a death wish, I will do everything in my power to stay with you," he whispered into her hair and she believed him one hundred percent, she just had a feeling it wasn't in his hands and never had been.
A/N sorry that it took so bloody long to get this one up ladies and gentlement, my laptop crapped out on my and im on borrowed time at the moment. I promise to get as much up as i can but there might be another big gap between posts at any time. All I can say is that nothing has been abandoned so dont dispare even if it takes me another year I will finish this and every other fanfiction I have on here!
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