Disclaimer: The characters and references belong to J.K Rowling. She's magic!

A/N: Ok, my new name is Kristyle! I like it and you can either like it or…I dunno!

She peeled the plaster off her heel and winced as the red sore shone in the dim lamp light. A shudder ran through her body and she wrinkled her nose in disgust as she applied a layer of 'Margaret's Magical Blister Healer' and the pain stung through her heel and up along the Achilles. She pulled her face away from the heel as the smell over took her.

"Do you have to do that in here? It's disgusting!" Harry pinched his nose and recoiled.

"My feet are killing me!" she answered rubbing her heel and sighing. She put another plaster on flinched as it rubbed against her raw skin.

"Ginny, are you alright?" Harry asked, his emerald green eyes sparkling with concern. Ginny nodded and waved away the hand Harry was attempting to put on her shoulder.

"Gin?"

"I'm fine for God's sake! Just…leave me!" Ginny cried frustrated pulling on her slippers. She closed her eyes and allowed a steady breath to escape her lips.

"Sorry," she whispered, "I didn't mean it,"

"It's OK," Harry pulled the redhead closer to him and inhaled her special scent. She felt so warm next to him. He felt her whole body relax and she fell into the hug.

Ginny closed her eyes. She felt at one with the world when she was with Harry, and when she was away from him she felt incomplete.

During the first couple days of their relationship they couldn't get enough of each other. Years of pretending to everyone, including themselves, that they didn't care for each other, had brought them closer even together.

Ginny rested her head on Harry's shoulder, true he had nearly died 5 years after leaving his 7th year, right at the end of the second battle. He'd come face to face with Lord Voldermort for the God knows how many-eth time, and somehow managed to make him lose all his power. All havoc broke loose, and Death Eaters and evildoers were put back into the restored Azkaban (now watched by a new breed of monster – Hagabreds), and Harry and Ginny were able to pursue their relationship.

They'd been together for 10 years so far, right after Ginny left Hogwarts, not even death could stand in the way of our relationship! Ginny thought as Harry led her to the bedroom.

"Draco! Draco what are you doing up there? We're only going to Barbados!" Lyn Ryan called up the stairs of their Manor house.

"Alright, Alright!" Draco appeared at the top of the stairs, looking rather red in the face, and his hair haywire. He was carrying two large trunks and his robes were clinging to his chest and back.

"Why don't you get the House Elves to do that?" Lyn called irritably up at him, "We don't have all day you know,"

Draco dropped the trunks and scowled.

"You do it then," he shot back.

"I told you, get the house elves to do it. You're not some dirty commoner," Lyn said dryly.

"They've gone," Draco calmly.

Lyn did a double take and stared at him. They looked into each other's eyes. They'd done this loads of times, but usually they felt something, and it usually led to something more than an argument.

"What do you mean they've gone?" she asked coldly.

"I mean they've gone, what part of that did you not understand," Draco drawled. Lyn's eyes flashed and a muscle twitched underneath her eye.

"You know exactly what I mean," she said silkily.

"And you know exactly what I mean," Draco answered, "now do you want to carry this trunk, or will you leave me alone?"

Lyn measured up Draco's answer in her head, shot him the dirtiest look she could muster and stormed off towards the 'Travel Room.'

Draco sighed and picked up the trunks and began pulling them down the stairs, he wished he had his wand right now, but they weren't allowed. Well for a couple more months, the wand ban would be in place, as soon as the Dark Side scare was over it would be lifted. Of course Draco used his wand most of the time, but today their house was connected to Floo powder, so there were extra magical measures on it.

He dragged the trunks into the 'Travel Room',

"God, how do mudbloods survive, how the hell do they manage to do all this stuff without magic?" Draco sneered finally stopping and allowing the trunks to fall down onto the floor.

"Why won't you hurry up?" Lyn cried.

"Because I don't want to go to Barbados," Draco shot.

"Really? Well then maybe we shouldn't!" Lyn replied.

Draco shrugged, "I wish I never brought these now," Draco said kicking them. Lyn scowled, whipped out her wand, flicked it and the trunks disappeared.

"Lyn," Draco said warningly.

"What?" she snapped. "I don't care, the ministry's being stupid. It's been 5 years since he was destroyed by Harry Potter," Lyn spat.

"Lyn, he was seen in July by Dumbledore himself! How was The Dark Lord meant to get out of that one?" Draco said suddenly, "that's when the wand ban was put in to place,"

"I don't care. Why do they think that banning and monitoring wand use will help stop the Dark Lord? Not that he needs stopping," Lyn said smirking.

"Shush!" Draco put a finger against her lips, just as a Ministry official apparated into the 'Travel Room'.

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"Lynette Jade Ryan, you have been charged with the use of a wand during the official ban. You may have been using magic to contact He-who-must-not-be-named. If you are found guilty of illegal usage of a wand your wand will be broken, and you will receive a heavy fine. If you are found guilty of conversing and tracking down You-know-who, you will spend time in Azkaban," The official stopped reading from the paper in front of him and stared across the dungeon full of Ministry of Magic workers. Lyn sat drumming her fingers impatiently on the arm of the chair she was sat on. The chains at her arms twitched and rattled threateningly, as though trying hard not to wrap themselves around her arms. They were blood stained and rusty; Lyn was not scared, she'd been here before, a numerous amount of times. When she'd been told to give evidence against The Dark Lord and when she had been charged with using magic in front of a 'dirty filthy mudblood'.

"Ok, Ok. Look," Lyn cut in as a man started going on about something or other, "I didn't mean to use magic, it's just this ban thing is stupid! It's been five years since he was 'destroyed' (Lyn made inverted commas with her fingers) so why has the ban only recently been put on?" Lyn sat, folded her arms and looked up to the Minister of Magic.

"Albus Dumbledore saw him last July, that is when the wand ban was placed. To stop all connections with him and to stop him regaining power," The Minister said heatedly.

Lyn smirked and shifted in her seat, allowing her powder blue robes to fall apart, revealing a lot of thigh, and a glimpse of a pink garter. There was a hubbub around the room. Many men leaned forward over the balcony to get a better look at her and wives hit husbands and shouted at them.

Her brown hair fell over her shoulders and the blonde streaks shone – Veela streaks. Her light brown skin glowed warmly and she smiled seductively. The Minister coughed.

"Yes, I see. But that does not ex–"

"I didn't mean to. But I only just got my nails done, and I didn't want to chip one carrying my trunk upstairs. You see me and my boyfriend; Draco Malfoy (there was a reaction all round the room) were going to go to Barbados. Then we had an argument," She smiled as sweetly as she could up at the jury. They all shifted in their seats, and Lyn changed which leg was crossed over the other and smiled at them again.

"Well…All those who believe Lynette Jade Ryan guilty of illegal use of a wand please raise your hands," The Minister said. The women on the jury raised their hands and scowled at Lyn, she waved brightly at them. Lyn already knew the answer. There where more men than women on the jury.

"All those who think she is innocent," the men raised their hands and the hubbub started up again. Lyn got up halfway through the Minister's speech and let herself out of the room. *It works every time*

"Harry? When are they going to start allowing us to use our wands again?" Ginny was lying next to Harry in bed. He was smoking a muggle cigarette, Ginny was reading a book entitled 'My holiday without you'. She put it down and faced her boyfriend.

"When they realise Voldermort will never come back. He can't, I as good as killed him. And if he can't use a wand there's no way he'll be able to come back to power," Harry explained taking a drag on the fag.

"How come you managed to vanquish him again? Not that I'm bothered mind you," Ginny added hastily.

"I don't know. Dumbledore reckons it has something to do with Ron's death. And you know what his wand did in my 4th year at Hogwarts, when I was in the Triwizard Tournament, well it did it again, and when he used Avada Kedrava, they shielded me and it kind of back fired onto him. It would have been alright had I not used the Avada Kedrava at the same time. He got twice what would kill a normal human being, so he was reduced to what looked like vapour," Harry shuddered. Remembering it was weird. Ginny had never asked him in the five years after it had happened, which had surprised him very much. But seeming as it was Ginny it didn't bother him that much.

"So my brother saved you?" Ginny asked quizzically.

"I suppose so,"

"I always knew he was here for a reason," she laughed uneasily, and then burst into tears, "I thought after five years I could talk about it. After it happened I wouldn't … no, I couldn't talk about it. But I thought I could now…It looks like I was wrong," she sat there weeping. Harry leaned over, stubbed out his cigarette and hugged Ginny so hard she couldn't cry for a moment. She sat there staring at a picture opposite their bed, and then she hugged him back.

"I love you, Gin," Harry whispered.

"Hmm," Ginny replied and fell asleep in Harry's arms.

She never said it back, was all Harry could think about, She never said it back.