Harry sighed and scrubbed his hand over his face as he watched Ginny pace in front of him her anger very apparent.
"Babe," he tried and she stopped to shoot him a look that should have had him dead on the floor.
"Don't babe me, how could you Harry?" she asked and his heart broke at the sound of her voice.
Harry tried and failed to find the words to explain to her why he had done what he had done. He didn't want to cause her anymore pain but he knew that ship had sailed.
"I'm sorry Gin really I am, I wasn't thinking, when the call came in I just left," he said his eyes turning down in defeat.
Ginny watched him feeling the anger bubble inside her, but more than that it was the fear that had engulfed her that had her so desperate. She knew she was being irrational, but to wake and find him gone from their bed and then to find the reason why had nearly broken her.
He stood then moving to try and catch her to him, but she jumped back knowing she would melt into that touch and lose her anger.
"How could you risk it Harry, with no one there to centre you," she said her eyes fighting the urge to turn teary.
He sighed again, "Gin I didn't need anyone to centre me, I had more than enough reason to use my power. I have been fighting for a long time Breeze," he looked up at her and she could see that power sparking deep in his eyes, "long before you came into my life," he said and his voice sounded cold.
She turned on him then her anger getting the better of her, "well then you don't sodding well need me then do you!" she yelled and stormed off.
For a moment he was too stunned to do anything and then his anger roiled through his body and he let a growl of frustration slip from his lips.
"Whoa there your gunna scare the natives," someone said behind him and he spun on his heel to find George leaning against the door jamb watching him.
Harry swallowed pushing down his anger feeling his power slide away and he sighed. He plonked back down on the sofa and rubbed the bridge of his nose. He heard George moving into the room but didn't look at him.
Harry and Ginny had been at the Burrow for two weeks, two weeks that had been some of the tensest time in his life. His mother had barely said two words to him the whole time, choosing to spend most of her time at Sirius' house. Ron had left once he realised that Harry and Ginny were going to be staying, he's only been back once or twice. Hermione on the other hand had opted to stay at the Burrow and Harry was enjoying how open she was with him. All she seemed to want was knowledge, and he liked that about her.
Most of Ginny's family had simply accepted that Harry wasn't going anywhere, especially when Bill told them all what he had done for Fleur. He could tell that Molly wasn't happy, even though she was completely polite whenever he was around, but he could feel she didn't like him completely. He'd tried the first few days but he just didn't have the energy to change her mind. Arthur on the other hand had been good with him, the man obviously didn't know what to say most of the time he was around, but he was trying.
George moved into the room and dropped down onto a chair opposite Harry and he glanced up meeting the other man's eyes briefly before he looked away again.
"So what's got Ginny all in a snip," he asked as he took a sip of a soda.
Harry sighed scrubbing his hands over his face and dropped back against the sofa resting his head on the spin so he could stare at the ceiling.
"I dunno, she's annoyed that I didn't take her with me on the last attack or something," he said sighing again.
That morning he'd left Ginny in bed since she had been up most of the night with Fleur who had found out she was pregnant a few days earlier. He had been in the kitchen when the word had come to them about an attack underway at one of the safe houses. He hadn't even thought twice about getting there as fast as possible. He'd been in time to make sure everyone was safe, but there had been a few injuries, including to himself. Ginny apparently took exception to being left behind.
"You do realise why she's annoyed right," George said casually and Harry lifted his head to look at him.
George couldn't help but laugh then at the look on Harry's face. Here was this man who was most definitely one of the most powerful people on the planet and he was stumped by a little thing like Ginny.
"She was scared! She came down here expecting you to be in the kitchen and then when she didn't find you, she found out that u were somewhere extremely dangerous. She loves you, I don't think you realise what that means," George smiled as Harry sighed and scrubbed his hands over his face again.
"Yeah I get it," he got to his feet then and left the room.
George watched where he had been for a moment and then slipped into the kitchen where he found Hermione helping Molly.
Hermione looked up at George as he entered and he smiled, "so I think we might wanna leave Harry and Gin alone for a while," he said as he dropped into a seat at the kitchen table.
"Why's that," Molly asked as she kept her attention on the potatoes that were pealing themselves in front of her.
"Err well they had a fight," he said not sure how he was supposed to word this to his mother, "and well if I'm guessing rightly Harry's apologising about now," just then there was a bang and he looked up as if he could see what was happening and shivered.
Hermione laughed and turned back to the dishes she had been staking when he came in. Molly simply frowned muttering something under her breath before she turned back to the potatoes and George tried hard to ignore what he knew was going on upstairs.
Harry banged on the door again, "Ginny open up," he called his anger starting to get the better of him.
"I don't think so!" she called through the door and he'd had enough.
Taking a breath he closed his eyes and when he opened them again he was stood in her room, and he had just enough time to duck as she threw a book at his head.
"What the hell do you think you're doing!" she yelled and he noticed that her skin was rippling with fur.
"Getting into my room," he said and she growled at him.
He would have laughed if he wasn't so annoyed by how childish she was being. She growled again flashing fangs that told him she was close to changing.
"Breeze!" he yelled and moved faster than she could follow and grabbed her arms pinning her so that she couldn't move.
"Harry Potter, you let go of me this second," she said her voice dropping to a menacing growl.
When he didn't even make a move to let her go she'd had enough. She'd been fighting the anger that had wrapped around her heart but now it was too much she felt a wrenching feeling in her stomach and then she screamed out.
Harry watched as power filled Ginny's eyes and he knew he pushed her too far. She screamed out and he felt the power hit him, like electricity crawling across his skin. He was thrown backwards with the wash of power and he hit the wall behind him hard. He was up and on his feet instantly, moving up so that he could wrap his arms around Ginny.
"Breath Breeze, or you're going to do yourself an injury," he whispered as he buried his face into her neck, nipping her skin.
He felt her body grow tense and then she was melting against him. She swallowed heavily and like a light going out her power was gone from the room but he could still feel it like electricity under her skin. Suddenly she sobbed and his heart broke as she buried her face in his chest.
He wrapped his arms tightly around her and held her as she cried, whispering soothing words as he stroked his fingers through her hair.
"I'm sorry Hun, from now on I go nowhere without you knowing. But you have to know your safety is the most important thing to me," she looked up and he gripped her face in his large hands, "if you come with me all I'm going to be able to do is think about you. I can't protect anyone if your around all I can do is think of you," he said and she nodded.
"I know how you feel Harry, but I can take care of myself," she said and he could see the fire in her eyes.
With a sigh Harry dropped his hands and stepped back, "I know you can Breeze," he ran his hand through his hair and she had the urge to do the same, "I can feel the power in you Breeze, more power than you can possibly realise," she frowned at his words but he pressed on, "I don't want you harmed but I know you can take care of yourself."
She smiled then and he knew he was lying to himself, he wouldn't let her put herself in danger, but she believed he was giving her what she wanted. He closed his eyes and lent his forehead against hers. He knew this was going to come up again, and he would have to think about what he would say to her. For now he wrapped her scent around him and pulled her lips to his for a kiss.