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A/N: thanks to everybody who reviewed, I really appreciate it. Hopez u like this chapter, I think it will be a long one.

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The Weasleys, Hermione and Ginny's friend, Crystal had all enjoyed their shopping expedition and even though there was only one day left of Harry's holidays, he couldn't help but enjoying himself immensely at dinner. Although the time was coming to an end, he now had the best girlfriend in the world; he was at his favourite house with his favourite people and in two days he was going back to Hogwarts, his home. Harry couldn't help feeling completely fulfilled.

The next day, Harry, Ron, Ginny, Crystal and Hermione all went up to a field that the Weasleys owned to play quidditch once more. Hermione, of course with a thick book tucked under her arm, Crystal appeared to think agree was the best plan, having both feet planted firmly on the ground so she set off with a slightly thinner book. Harry had finally convinced Ginny to borrow Fred's broom to play with them, she appeared a bit nervous at first, because she hadn't played much before- only watched- but she seemed comforted slightly by Harry's presence.

Ginny turned out to be quite a good quidditch player, and actually very talented at playing Chaser in particular, so later when the others had headed back in search of food, Harry managed to persuade her to try out for reserve chaser in the house quidditch team. This would mean she would be playing full time while others were playing interschool.

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That night they had a lovely dinner; Percy had even invited his fiancée, Penelope, who Harry fount was to be the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts.

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Later that evening, after everybody had gone to bed, Harry found that he wasn't tired and made his way down the many stairs and into the kitchen to get a drink, but stopped short at the door, seeing Ginny's face looking about.

"Oh, it's just you," She sighed in relief, "Mum would go off if she found me up this late. Do you want a drink?" she added, picking up the jug of hot chocolate she had made.

"Yeah, sure..." Harry said, making his way to a chair next to Ginny's.

She poured him a mug of steaming hot chocolate and handed it to him. "So, why are you up so late?" Ginny asked curiously.

"I'm just so happy to be here, with you, and the rest of the Weasleys, too happy to sleep, for once I don't want the holidays to end." Harry trailed off.

"But it will be great to get back to Hogwarts, to see everybody and to be back in the grounds- of course you will have your OWLs. but I can't wait to get back to classes and try out for quidditch."

Harry could see that Ginny loved Hogwarts as much as he did, and smiled brightly at the mention of his favourite sport, quidditch. Yes, it would be nice to have that first kick-off from the quidditch pitch and to be able to play real games against the other houses, not to mention the inter- school competition later in the year. Yes, he did enjoy spending time at The Burrow, but Hogwarts was his home.

"I feel like I need some fresh air," said Harry suddenly, breaking the silence, "shall we go for a walk?" he asked courteously.

"That would be loverly" said Ginny, putting on an old English accent and holding out her hand elegantly for Harry to pull her up.

Harry took her hand, pulled her towards him and wrapped her arms around him, kissing her passionately and pressing hard against her. Ginny pulled away, a smile playing on the edge of her mouth and gasped in mock- indignation, saying happily, with her old English accent coming back "Now! That is no way to treat a lady!" faking shock and slapping him lightly across the face.

Harry laughed as they walked silently across the kitchen and out into the night air, holding hands and gazing into each other's eyes.

Once they were quite a way away from the house, Ginny lead them down some earth stairs and into a clearing, where there was a small, but deep pond lying in the middle.

"Wow," Said Harry in awe, "I've never seen this before. How deep is it?" he asked curiously.

"Umm, I think about six feet" Ginny said happily. "I used to always come down here to read, whenever I was upset. it always seemed magical to me, before I was allowed to do magic." She said this a little sadly.

Harry saw this and suddenly had an insight of how hard it must have been to grow up the only girl and youngest of six brothers. "You know that I will always be here for you. Don't you?" he asked, and seeing the sadness vanish from her face was slightly relieved.

"Yes, or course, and more importantly, I will always be there for you" she said playfully.

"What? Do you think I am incapable of looking after myself?" Harry asked her, pretending to sound hurt.

"No, or course not," Ginny apologized sincerely.

"Good," said Harry playfully again, "Because I happen to think that you need more looking-after than I do right now" and with that he picked her up easily, paused for a moment, kissing her and then threw her, nightgown and all into the pond.

Ginny shrieked and splashed about, she was yelling; "Hey! I'll get you for that one Potter, its cold!"

Harry soon felt sorry for the girl splashing about in frount of him and offered her a hand to pull her out, but Ginny seized the hand and pulled him into the pond with her utterung a triumphant "Got you!"

They both laughed while treading water and making their way to the edge of the pond to climb out.

After a while they were both half-dry after sitting beside the pond so they headed back slowly to the house. Harry noticed that Ginny was shivering so he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her on the cheek. They stopped a few feet away from the house and stood for a while. Harry saw that Ginny was getting colder, so he took off his pajama shirt to wrap around her.

Ginny saw him taking off his shirt and said again with a hint of her mock- accent; "Now that is definitely no way to act in frount of a lady," while she pulled herself up to her full height and they both burst into a fit of laughter.

"No, you are quite right dear that is no way to act on frount of a lady" said a shrill voice from the kitchen.

Harry and Ginny stopped laughing and turned around to see Mrs. Weasleys head poking out of the kitchen window and they both exchanged looks as of to say "Oh no!".

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A/N: Dun dun dun! You like?

I tried to make a longer chapter, sorry to leave it on a cliff hanger but I felt like stopping it there.

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What did you guys think of the 5th book? I read that and decided I wanted to finish this story soon so that I can write ones following the 5th book. I was so sad when I read the end with the death. I cried (I wont say who it was in case somebody hasn't read it yet). But I am still gonna put that person in this story because it is still 5th year.

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