CHAPTER 22
HOME AGAIN
*Ron and Ginny,
We are coming to stay at Hogwarts ready to help Professor Dumbledore with anything he needs. We will be arriving on the 1st of March and we will be staying until the end of term. Percy, Fred and George will also be joining us. Bill and Charlie will be arriving in a few weeks. Hope you are both well, and I will see you soon.
Mum
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"Great.'' Ron sighed as he handed the letter over to Ginny with a scowl. "The whole bloody family is coming.'' It wasn't that he didn't want his parents near, or even his brothers for that matter it was just that it was such short notice.
"They're coming tomorrow.'' Ginny gasped as she read. "But…but…that's so soon.''
"Tomorrow?'' Hermione repeated. "That is soon. But it must be nice to be able to have your family around you though.'' Hermione said quietly, missing her parents, worrying if they were all right and whether they would be targeted next.
"They're your family too Hermione.'' Ginny insisted. "Mum thinks of you as an extra daughter or something''
"You'll definitely be family soon.'' Ron said smiling mischievously at Hermione, who just rolled her eyes. She knew how long it had taken Ron to ask her out when she had made it perfectly obvious that she liked him. Now how long was it going to take him to work up the courage to ask her to marry him?
Ginny's attention drifted away from the couple talking in front of her, not wanting to watch them be happy and know that they loved each other when the person she loved was sitting just a few seats away from her, totally ignoring her. Seeming way too interested in his cereal than was normal.
"Oh my God!'' Ginny exclaimed loudly, causing several people to look up from their conversations and stare at her. "Look at Harry's hair.'' She whispered to Ron and Hermione, indicating with her head where Harry was sitting at the table. Hermione looked down and saw that patches of Harry's hair had started to change colour, it looked as though his hair had started to rust.
"Oh that, he's training to become an animagi, his features often change. When I was talking to him the other day his eyes turned yellow.'' Hermione explained, returning her attention back to her half eaten breakfast.
"He's started training?'' Ron asked amazed.
"Yes, if you spoke to him, you'd know. Harry's done a lot of things lately.'' Hermione retorted coolly, she was still angry at Ron's stubbornness over his friendship with Harry.
"Yeah well that's not going to happen.'' Ron answered simply and stared back down at his breakfast. Hermione just looked over to Ginny and shrugged, she looked back to Harry and saw that his hair had changed back to its usual jet-black colour.
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The flames in the fire crackled and Hermione watched them dance around each other, as she lay content in Ron's arms on the sofa in their room. This was how she wanted it to be when they were older, perfectly comfortable with each other, comfortable enough that they could lay together in silence and not feel the need to talk. But tonight Hermione had to talk; she had to break the silence. Something had been bothering her all day, ever since she had read Molly Weasleys letter.
"Ron.'' Hermione started quietly, knowing that this talk had the potential to turn into an argument.
"Yeah Mione.'' Ron murmured, his breath hot on her neck sending a jolt of excitement through her.
"You know your parents are coming to Hogwarts?''
"Yeah?''
"Well I don't think they should know that I sleep in here with you every night, they might get the wrong idea?'' Hermione said cautiously. "I've spoken to Ginny and she said she doesn't mind if I move my things into her room and stay in there until your parents leave.''
"What? You're going to move out?'' Ron said loudly, making Hermione jump.
"I don't want to, I really don't.'' Hermione insisted. "But I don't want your mother to think I'm…. I'm some sort of…of…scarlet woman.'' Hermione finished, remembering how funny she had thought Ron had sounded when he had first said it.
"She doesn't Hermione.'' Ron said desperately.
"She will when she finds out I've been leading her youngest son astray. I don't want to lose her trust Ron. You have to understand that. I love your mother, I don't want her to think badly of me.'' Hermione pleaded.
"I understand.'' Ron said heavily nodding his head. "Do you want a hand moving your things?'' He asked half-heartedly.
"No lets leave all that until the morning. I want to make the most of our last night together.'' Hermione said suggestively.
"Yeah?'' Ron asked, his voice raising a few octaves higher.
"Yeah.'' She answered softly, placing her arms around his neck and kissing him softly on the lips, his hands instinctively reached for her waist as she moved closer, pressing her petite frame into his large one.
Her tongue licked his lips gently, begging for entrance, as the kiss deepened Ron felt her breathing grow ragged and he lay her down on to her back on the sofa and climbed on top of her. They had been here plenty of times before and she had always stopped him, always said no. But now she was ready and Ron could hardly contain himself. She moaned softly as he started trailing kisses down her neck and over her collarbone, his hands swiftly unbuttoning her blouse as he went. His tongue felt like heaven against her soft skin and the further towards her stomach his lips travelled the more she wanted him.
She reached up and pulled his t- shirt over his head, revealing his pale chest, speckled with freckles that were so familiar to her. He looked down at her and smiled, she looked beautiful laying there, he cheeks were flushed and her hair tangled, her top sliding off her slender arms revealing a lacy white bra and skin still tanned from summer time.
"You sure about this Mione?'' Ron asked, "I mean I can wait, I have waited.''
"I'm sure.'' She answered quietly, biting her lip and smiling coyly at him as his hands slid down over her waist and slid her school skirt over her legs and threw it to the floor.
"You're so beautiful.'' Ron said roughly as he showered her bare stomach with kisses, long lingering kisses. "I love you.''
Her answer caught in her throat as he started kissing the soft skin on her legs between her thighs, she gasped as he kissed her, feeling things she had never felt before, an overwhelming desire and uncontrollable passion. She felt his fingers pulling at the elastic of her knickers and arched her hips, allowing the soft fabric to slip over her legs.
She watched in amusement as Ron struggled to undo his trousers as quickly as he wanted once the clasp had come undone he threw them and his boxers to the floor in the steadily growing pile of discarded clothing and leaned over Hermione once again, slipping his hand behind her back unclasping her bra, removing the only obstacle blocking her from him. His tongue swirled around her nipples and she moaned softly as he kissed her tenderly.
He looked down at her again and surveyed her, taking in her every feature as though he'd never see her again, wanting to savour every last second. Slowly he lowered himself onto her, feeling her shudder as the tip of his erection brushed against her thigh. He kissed her forehead softly. "I love you.''
"I love you to.'' She answered, wrapping her arms around his neck and looking deeply into his sapphire eyes, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck.
With out breaking eye contact he lowered himself into her, she winced and when she opened her eyes they were filled with tears.
"Am I hurting you?'' Ron asked, stopping and pulling out again.
"No you're not.'' She lied, shaking her head.
"I am, look Hermione if you want to stop we will.'' Ron insisted, kissing her lightly on the nose.
"No I don't want to stop.'' She said returning his kiss.
He eased himself in to her again, watching as she winced in pain, but still wanted him to carry on, he started to thrust slowly, in and out gently and he watched the pained expression written in her eyes turn to one of pleasure. Her hips arched against his and he thrust harder and faster, kissing her passionately. She moaned loudly and called his name, and arched her hips further into his, her breast pressing against his bare chest, with one hard thrust from Ron, she felt pleasure like she had never known and felt her whole body go slack, seconds later she heard Ron groan her name and fall on top of her, his warmth comforting her. And for the next few minutes they lay in each other's arms, the only sound filling the room was their heavy breathing.
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Bright yellow daffodils were blooming all over the grounds of Hogwarts, their sunny heads nodding to the arrival of the parents, the people who were willing to fight and die for what they believed in. The huge gates of Hogwarts slowly opened and the carriages drawn by Thestrals were pulled slowly up to the front doors.
A sea of students rushed towards them and were met with open arms by their parents, Harry saw Ron and Hermione and Ginny all rush towards the carriage full of red heads to be hugged tightly by Mrs Weasley. He bowed his head low and stared into the shining surface of the lake, he had no one to come to protect him, the only family he had was right in the middle of the war anyway.
He screwed his eyes up tightly and concentrated hard, he had to get away from all the hurt and loneliness. He had known how hard it was going to be watching as everyone's parents came to greet them knowing that no one would come for him, but he didn't realise how bad it would hurt. He needed to simplify his thoughts, numb the terrible heartache.
He slowly opened his eyes and stared once again at his reflection in the lake, a pair of yellow eyes met his gaze and instead of his dark hair a rusty coloured fur covered his entire face and body. He sprang lightly away from the lake and skirted the edge of the forest, edging ever closer to the Weasley's, desperate to witness just a tiny part of their reunion even though he couldn't be a part of it. His sharp eyes pricked up as Ginny spoke quickly to her mother, and he listened as Ron described to Fred and George the benefits of having a girlfriend that was head girl.
He knew it was stupid to get too close, he knew that it was foolish to let himself get drawn in, but he couldn't help it the voice in his head that told him to turn away was drowned out by the craving to get closer to them, to her.
"Oh look it's a fox!'' Ginny exclaimed pointing to the exact spot where Harry stood frozen to the spot.
"Leave it alone Ginny.'' Mrs Wesaley warned. "They have all manner of diseases.''
"No mum, I think there's something wrong with it. He's just standing there.'' Ginny said edging closer to Harry, whispering softly. "Come on boy, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you.''
Harry edged closer to Ginny, not knowing what he was going to do when he reached her but knowing that he needed to be there, even if he was in the form of a fox, he knew the feeling of her touch would be the same.
Ginny reached out gently and stroked his back softly. "There you are. See I won't hurt.'' Ginny whispered scratching him behind his ears.
"He's really tame.'' Mrs Weasley said suspiciously. "They don't normally like to get petted.''
"No they don't do they.'' Hermione said slowly, thinking fast, the pieces falling together in her mind.
"Must be one of Hagrids or something.'' Ron said nonchalantly.
"Yeah must be.'' Hermione agreed eying the fox knowingly. "Hey has anyone seen Harry.'' Hermione asked aloud, watching as the fox's head snapped up and looked at her nervously. "Oh no that's right he said he was going to see Sirius, never mind.'' Hermione said smiling.
"That reminds me I need to have a word with that boy.'' Mrs Weasley said sternly.
"Oh mum, please just leave it.'' Ginny begged from the ground.''
"No, I need to talk to him, he needs to know…'' and before Mrs Weasley could finish her sentence Harry sped of running straight towards the forbidden forest his bushy tail disappearing into the thick trees.
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Hermione sat in Ginny's room alone, wishing that she didn't have to stay apart from Ron but knowing that they couldn't stay in the same room whilst Mrs Weasley was at Hogwarts. She looked around and her hazel eyes came to rest on the picture on Ginny's bedside table. It was of Ginny and Harry, on the night of the Masquerade, they looked so happy and in love and Hermione knew that they would probably still be like that now if it weren't for Voldemort. They would probably be even happier and even more in love than ever, but it wasn't meant to be, Harry had been targeted ever since he was a baby and had lived almost eighteen years under constant threat. But at least he had found Ginny, even if it was only for a short time, at least he had known what it felt like to be so totally in love with someone that no one else matters. And he would feel it again, Hermione was sure of it, she knew that someday after the war Harry and Ginny would get back together, they had to.
She watched as the Harry in the picture lovingly kissed Ginny's forehead and she smiled sadly, someday.
"Hey beautiful.'' A strong deep voice broke her thoughts and her heart skipped a beat at the sound of it. "Knut for your thoughts?'' Ron asked as he slid onto the sofa next to her and kissed her cheek.
"I was just thinking, nothing important though.'' Hermione lied, smiling at Ron and kissing him softly on the lips.
"I wish you didn't have to stay here.'' Ron said, resting his head on Hermione's shoulder, his bright red hair flopping into his eyes.
"Me too, but it's not for long.'' Hermione whispered, pushing his hair away from his face only for it to fall back.
"Mione.'' Ron asked, sitting up and looking into her eyes. "You did enjoy the other night didn't you?'' He asked nervously, the tips of his ears turning pink.
She smiled at him softly and kissed his lips. "It was amazing Ron.'' She answered truthfully, letting him gather her up in his arms and hold her close.
"You're amazing.'' He said quietly as he buried his face in her hair and held her closer. "I love you so much.''
"I love you too.''
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Harry walked down the cool corridor mindlessly staring at the occupants of the portraits but not really seeing them, he was still tingling from the feel of Ginny's hands on his back and the sound of her voice, soft and gentle in his ear.
He sighed and stared down at his feet, watching as with every step he crossed another flagstone on the hard floor. As he crossed another familiar flagstone an unfamiliar yet familiar presence blocked his path, a pair of black boots blocked his path, he looked up and took in the long red skirt and the bright red hair, and his heart plummeted. Mrs Wesaley, she had found him.
"Harry.'' She said sternly, much as though she was disappointed in one of her children. "I would like a word with you.'' Harry just gulped and nodded, he had faced Voldemort more times than he wanted to remember but the disappointed look in Mrs Weasly's eyes terrified him ten times more. "Come to my room.''
The walk to Mrs Weasley's room was done in silence; the only sound was the pounding of their feet against the cold floor and the echoes reverberating off the stone walls. They reached a door and Mrs Weasley stopped and pushed it open, motioning for Harry to go in before her.
He took a seat and watched as Mrs Weasley sat down opposite him, he could hardly bring himself to look into her eyes; he didn't want to see her disappointment.
"Why did you do it Harry?'' Mrs Weasley asked, her features had softened and she surveyed him sadly.
"Do what?'' He asked stupidly, knowing exactly what he had done.
"Break my little girls heart.'' Mrs Weasley replied, tears welling up in her eyes. "I thought I could trust you with her.''
"I…. I…I'm sorry.'' Harry stuttered, he wanted her to know that he didn't want to do it, that he had no choice, that his heart was broken too. "I am so sorry.''
"Oh Harry, I thought you loved her.'' Mrs Weasley sighed sadly.
"I…did. I…I don't know.'' Harry answered, knowing that he loved her insanely.
"Oh what am I going to do with you Harry.'' Mrs Weasley sighed. "I don't know.''
"I'll understand if you don't ever want to see me ever again, believe me you won't be the only person.'' Harry said sadly.
"What?''
"Don't worry, look I'll understand I know I've been awful to you and your family and the way I've hurt Ginny it's unacceptable. I'm sorry.''
"Harry, I know what you've done to Ginny wasn't very clever of you, but that doesn't mean I'd just wash my hands with you. Imagine if I did that every time Fred or George messed up.'' Mrs Weasley said smiling. "You're like a son to me, and even though I'm disappointed with you it doesn't mean I don't care about you.''
"But…I…I hurt her.'' Harry stuttered.
"Harry I know you hurt her but she'll be alright, it doesn't stop me caring about you.'' Mrs Weasley said brushing away a tear that had started to fall down her cheek, she knew how vulnerable Harry was, she knew how lonely and afraid he was, and of how the thing he feared most was losing someone else that he loved. "Come here.'' She said opening her arms and embracing Harry, letting him be held close to her, making him feel loved and warm. Like a mother was holding him. Making him feel like he was home.
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(AN THANX for all the reviews guys and I am so so so sorry about the amount of time it has taken me to update and I promise you that I will update sooner next time. This story will probably be over in a few more chapters and I will be making a start on the new one called TRUE LOVE NEVER DIES. Please leave a review to let me know what you think. Thank a lot. Luv Ice princess12 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx)
HOME AGAIN
*Ron and Ginny,
We are coming to stay at Hogwarts ready to help Professor Dumbledore with anything he needs. We will be arriving on the 1st of March and we will be staying until the end of term. Percy, Fred and George will also be joining us. Bill and Charlie will be arriving in a few weeks. Hope you are both well, and I will see you soon.
Mum
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"Great.'' Ron sighed as he handed the letter over to Ginny with a scowl. "The whole bloody family is coming.'' It wasn't that he didn't want his parents near, or even his brothers for that matter it was just that it was such short notice.
"They're coming tomorrow.'' Ginny gasped as she read. "But…but…that's so soon.''
"Tomorrow?'' Hermione repeated. "That is soon. But it must be nice to be able to have your family around you though.'' Hermione said quietly, missing her parents, worrying if they were all right and whether they would be targeted next.
"They're your family too Hermione.'' Ginny insisted. "Mum thinks of you as an extra daughter or something''
"You'll definitely be family soon.'' Ron said smiling mischievously at Hermione, who just rolled her eyes. She knew how long it had taken Ron to ask her out when she had made it perfectly obvious that she liked him. Now how long was it going to take him to work up the courage to ask her to marry him?
Ginny's attention drifted away from the couple talking in front of her, not wanting to watch them be happy and know that they loved each other when the person she loved was sitting just a few seats away from her, totally ignoring her. Seeming way too interested in his cereal than was normal.
"Oh my God!'' Ginny exclaimed loudly, causing several people to look up from their conversations and stare at her. "Look at Harry's hair.'' She whispered to Ron and Hermione, indicating with her head where Harry was sitting at the table. Hermione looked down and saw that patches of Harry's hair had started to change colour, it looked as though his hair had started to rust.
"Oh that, he's training to become an animagi, his features often change. When I was talking to him the other day his eyes turned yellow.'' Hermione explained, returning her attention back to her half eaten breakfast.
"He's started training?'' Ron asked amazed.
"Yes, if you spoke to him, you'd know. Harry's done a lot of things lately.'' Hermione retorted coolly, she was still angry at Ron's stubbornness over his friendship with Harry.
"Yeah well that's not going to happen.'' Ron answered simply and stared back down at his breakfast. Hermione just looked over to Ginny and shrugged, she looked back to Harry and saw that his hair had changed back to its usual jet-black colour.
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The flames in the fire crackled and Hermione watched them dance around each other, as she lay content in Ron's arms on the sofa in their room. This was how she wanted it to be when they were older, perfectly comfortable with each other, comfortable enough that they could lay together in silence and not feel the need to talk. But tonight Hermione had to talk; she had to break the silence. Something had been bothering her all day, ever since she had read Molly Weasleys letter.
"Ron.'' Hermione started quietly, knowing that this talk had the potential to turn into an argument.
"Yeah Mione.'' Ron murmured, his breath hot on her neck sending a jolt of excitement through her.
"You know your parents are coming to Hogwarts?''
"Yeah?''
"Well I don't think they should know that I sleep in here with you every night, they might get the wrong idea?'' Hermione said cautiously. "I've spoken to Ginny and she said she doesn't mind if I move my things into her room and stay in there until your parents leave.''
"What? You're going to move out?'' Ron said loudly, making Hermione jump.
"I don't want to, I really don't.'' Hermione insisted. "But I don't want your mother to think I'm…. I'm some sort of…of…scarlet woman.'' Hermione finished, remembering how funny she had thought Ron had sounded when he had first said it.
"She doesn't Hermione.'' Ron said desperately.
"She will when she finds out I've been leading her youngest son astray. I don't want to lose her trust Ron. You have to understand that. I love your mother, I don't want her to think badly of me.'' Hermione pleaded.
"I understand.'' Ron said heavily nodding his head. "Do you want a hand moving your things?'' He asked half-heartedly.
"No lets leave all that until the morning. I want to make the most of our last night together.'' Hermione said suggestively.
"Yeah?'' Ron asked, his voice raising a few octaves higher.
"Yeah.'' She answered softly, placing her arms around his neck and kissing him softly on the lips, his hands instinctively reached for her waist as she moved closer, pressing her petite frame into his large one.
Her tongue licked his lips gently, begging for entrance, as the kiss deepened Ron felt her breathing grow ragged and he lay her down on to her back on the sofa and climbed on top of her. They had been here plenty of times before and she had always stopped him, always said no. But now she was ready and Ron could hardly contain himself. She moaned softly as he started trailing kisses down her neck and over her collarbone, his hands swiftly unbuttoning her blouse as he went. His tongue felt like heaven against her soft skin and the further towards her stomach his lips travelled the more she wanted him.
She reached up and pulled his t- shirt over his head, revealing his pale chest, speckled with freckles that were so familiar to her. He looked down at her and smiled, she looked beautiful laying there, he cheeks were flushed and her hair tangled, her top sliding off her slender arms revealing a lacy white bra and skin still tanned from summer time.
"You sure about this Mione?'' Ron asked, "I mean I can wait, I have waited.''
"I'm sure.'' She answered quietly, biting her lip and smiling coyly at him as his hands slid down over her waist and slid her school skirt over her legs and threw it to the floor.
"You're so beautiful.'' Ron said roughly as he showered her bare stomach with kisses, long lingering kisses. "I love you.''
Her answer caught in her throat as he started kissing the soft skin on her legs between her thighs, she gasped as he kissed her, feeling things she had never felt before, an overwhelming desire and uncontrollable passion. She felt his fingers pulling at the elastic of her knickers and arched her hips, allowing the soft fabric to slip over her legs.
She watched in amusement as Ron struggled to undo his trousers as quickly as he wanted once the clasp had come undone he threw them and his boxers to the floor in the steadily growing pile of discarded clothing and leaned over Hermione once again, slipping his hand behind her back unclasping her bra, removing the only obstacle blocking her from him. His tongue swirled around her nipples and she moaned softly as he kissed her tenderly.
He looked down at her again and surveyed her, taking in her every feature as though he'd never see her again, wanting to savour every last second. Slowly he lowered himself onto her, feeling her shudder as the tip of his erection brushed against her thigh. He kissed her forehead softly. "I love you.''
"I love you to.'' She answered, wrapping her arms around his neck and looking deeply into his sapphire eyes, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck.
With out breaking eye contact he lowered himself into her, she winced and when she opened her eyes they were filled with tears.
"Am I hurting you?'' Ron asked, stopping and pulling out again.
"No you're not.'' She lied, shaking her head.
"I am, look Hermione if you want to stop we will.'' Ron insisted, kissing her lightly on the nose.
"No I don't want to stop.'' She said returning his kiss.
He eased himself in to her again, watching as she winced in pain, but still wanted him to carry on, he started to thrust slowly, in and out gently and he watched the pained expression written in her eyes turn to one of pleasure. Her hips arched against his and he thrust harder and faster, kissing her passionately. She moaned loudly and called his name, and arched her hips further into his, her breast pressing against his bare chest, with one hard thrust from Ron, she felt pleasure like she had never known and felt her whole body go slack, seconds later she heard Ron groan her name and fall on top of her, his warmth comforting her. And for the next few minutes they lay in each other's arms, the only sound filling the room was their heavy breathing.
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Bright yellow daffodils were blooming all over the grounds of Hogwarts, their sunny heads nodding to the arrival of the parents, the people who were willing to fight and die for what they believed in. The huge gates of Hogwarts slowly opened and the carriages drawn by Thestrals were pulled slowly up to the front doors.
A sea of students rushed towards them and were met with open arms by their parents, Harry saw Ron and Hermione and Ginny all rush towards the carriage full of red heads to be hugged tightly by Mrs Weasley. He bowed his head low and stared into the shining surface of the lake, he had no one to come to protect him, the only family he had was right in the middle of the war anyway.
He screwed his eyes up tightly and concentrated hard, he had to get away from all the hurt and loneliness. He had known how hard it was going to be watching as everyone's parents came to greet them knowing that no one would come for him, but he didn't realise how bad it would hurt. He needed to simplify his thoughts, numb the terrible heartache.
He slowly opened his eyes and stared once again at his reflection in the lake, a pair of yellow eyes met his gaze and instead of his dark hair a rusty coloured fur covered his entire face and body. He sprang lightly away from the lake and skirted the edge of the forest, edging ever closer to the Weasley's, desperate to witness just a tiny part of their reunion even though he couldn't be a part of it. His sharp eyes pricked up as Ginny spoke quickly to her mother, and he listened as Ron described to Fred and George the benefits of having a girlfriend that was head girl.
He knew it was stupid to get too close, he knew that it was foolish to let himself get drawn in, but he couldn't help it the voice in his head that told him to turn away was drowned out by the craving to get closer to them, to her.
"Oh look it's a fox!'' Ginny exclaimed pointing to the exact spot where Harry stood frozen to the spot.
"Leave it alone Ginny.'' Mrs Wesaley warned. "They have all manner of diseases.''
"No mum, I think there's something wrong with it. He's just standing there.'' Ginny said edging closer to Harry, whispering softly. "Come on boy, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you.''
Harry edged closer to Ginny, not knowing what he was going to do when he reached her but knowing that he needed to be there, even if he was in the form of a fox, he knew the feeling of her touch would be the same.
Ginny reached out gently and stroked his back softly. "There you are. See I won't hurt.'' Ginny whispered scratching him behind his ears.
"He's really tame.'' Mrs Weasley said suspiciously. "They don't normally like to get petted.''
"No they don't do they.'' Hermione said slowly, thinking fast, the pieces falling together in her mind.
"Must be one of Hagrids or something.'' Ron said nonchalantly.
"Yeah must be.'' Hermione agreed eying the fox knowingly. "Hey has anyone seen Harry.'' Hermione asked aloud, watching as the fox's head snapped up and looked at her nervously. "Oh no that's right he said he was going to see Sirius, never mind.'' Hermione said smiling.
"That reminds me I need to have a word with that boy.'' Mrs Weasley said sternly.
"Oh mum, please just leave it.'' Ginny begged from the ground.''
"No, I need to talk to him, he needs to know…'' and before Mrs Weasley could finish her sentence Harry sped of running straight towards the forbidden forest his bushy tail disappearing into the thick trees.
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Hermione sat in Ginny's room alone, wishing that she didn't have to stay apart from Ron but knowing that they couldn't stay in the same room whilst Mrs Weasley was at Hogwarts. She looked around and her hazel eyes came to rest on the picture on Ginny's bedside table. It was of Ginny and Harry, on the night of the Masquerade, they looked so happy and in love and Hermione knew that they would probably still be like that now if it weren't for Voldemort. They would probably be even happier and even more in love than ever, but it wasn't meant to be, Harry had been targeted ever since he was a baby and had lived almost eighteen years under constant threat. But at least he had found Ginny, even if it was only for a short time, at least he had known what it felt like to be so totally in love with someone that no one else matters. And he would feel it again, Hermione was sure of it, she knew that someday after the war Harry and Ginny would get back together, they had to.
She watched as the Harry in the picture lovingly kissed Ginny's forehead and she smiled sadly, someday.
"Hey beautiful.'' A strong deep voice broke her thoughts and her heart skipped a beat at the sound of it. "Knut for your thoughts?'' Ron asked as he slid onto the sofa next to her and kissed her cheek.
"I was just thinking, nothing important though.'' Hermione lied, smiling at Ron and kissing him softly on the lips.
"I wish you didn't have to stay here.'' Ron said, resting his head on Hermione's shoulder, his bright red hair flopping into his eyes.
"Me too, but it's not for long.'' Hermione whispered, pushing his hair away from his face only for it to fall back.
"Mione.'' Ron asked, sitting up and looking into her eyes. "You did enjoy the other night didn't you?'' He asked nervously, the tips of his ears turning pink.
She smiled at him softly and kissed his lips. "It was amazing Ron.'' She answered truthfully, letting him gather her up in his arms and hold her close.
"You're amazing.'' He said quietly as he buried his face in her hair and held her closer. "I love you so much.''
"I love you too.''
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Harry walked down the cool corridor mindlessly staring at the occupants of the portraits but not really seeing them, he was still tingling from the feel of Ginny's hands on his back and the sound of her voice, soft and gentle in his ear.
He sighed and stared down at his feet, watching as with every step he crossed another flagstone on the hard floor. As he crossed another familiar flagstone an unfamiliar yet familiar presence blocked his path, a pair of black boots blocked his path, he looked up and took in the long red skirt and the bright red hair, and his heart plummeted. Mrs Wesaley, she had found him.
"Harry.'' She said sternly, much as though she was disappointed in one of her children. "I would like a word with you.'' Harry just gulped and nodded, he had faced Voldemort more times than he wanted to remember but the disappointed look in Mrs Weasly's eyes terrified him ten times more. "Come to my room.''
The walk to Mrs Weasley's room was done in silence; the only sound was the pounding of their feet against the cold floor and the echoes reverberating off the stone walls. They reached a door and Mrs Weasley stopped and pushed it open, motioning for Harry to go in before her.
He took a seat and watched as Mrs Weasley sat down opposite him, he could hardly bring himself to look into her eyes; he didn't want to see her disappointment.
"Why did you do it Harry?'' Mrs Weasley asked, her features had softened and she surveyed him sadly.
"Do what?'' He asked stupidly, knowing exactly what he had done.
"Break my little girls heart.'' Mrs Weasley replied, tears welling up in her eyes. "I thought I could trust you with her.''
"I…. I…I'm sorry.'' Harry stuttered, he wanted her to know that he didn't want to do it, that he had no choice, that his heart was broken too. "I am so sorry.''
"Oh Harry, I thought you loved her.'' Mrs Weasley sighed sadly.
"I…did. I…I don't know.'' Harry answered, knowing that he loved her insanely.
"Oh what am I going to do with you Harry.'' Mrs Weasley sighed. "I don't know.''
"I'll understand if you don't ever want to see me ever again, believe me you won't be the only person.'' Harry said sadly.
"What?''
"Don't worry, look I'll understand I know I've been awful to you and your family and the way I've hurt Ginny it's unacceptable. I'm sorry.''
"Harry, I know what you've done to Ginny wasn't very clever of you, but that doesn't mean I'd just wash my hands with you. Imagine if I did that every time Fred or George messed up.'' Mrs Weasley said smiling. "You're like a son to me, and even though I'm disappointed with you it doesn't mean I don't care about you.''
"But…I…I hurt her.'' Harry stuttered.
"Harry I know you hurt her but she'll be alright, it doesn't stop me caring about you.'' Mrs Weasley said brushing away a tear that had started to fall down her cheek, she knew how vulnerable Harry was, she knew how lonely and afraid he was, and of how the thing he feared most was losing someone else that he loved. "Come here.'' She said opening her arms and embracing Harry, letting him be held close to her, making him feel loved and warm. Like a mother was holding him. Making him feel like he was home.
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(AN THANX for all the reviews guys and I am so so so sorry about the amount of time it has taken me to update and I promise you that I will update sooner next time. This story will probably be over in a few more chapters and I will be making a start on the new one called TRUE LOVE NEVER DIES. Please leave a review to let me know what you think. Thank a lot. Luv Ice princess12 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx)