The next day when Harry work up the sun was glaring through the window and Ginny was gone. He felt the strongest he had since he regained consciousness. He reached for his glasses on the bedside table. As the room became clear, he noticed someone sitting in the chair beside his bed.
"Professor Dumbledore!" Harry exclaimed sitting up in his bed. "You're here!"
"And I'm afraid that this visit is just like the others; I have a lot to tell you." Harry nodded silently. "I have a confession to make. I was asked by a student where you were, and I responded by telling that student you were no longer with us. All I meant was that you had left the castle, but the poor child believed I meant you were dead." Dumbledore's eyes sparkled. "My deepest apologies for killing you. However, I do feel that right now, you are much safer dead than alive."
"But everyone will eventually see that I'm not dead, unless I can't go back to school," Harry said, still obviously unsure of how to react to the news that everyone thought he was dead.
"You will be back in school, Merlin knows you've already missed enough this year. It's just that this way you can enjoy your vacation without worrying about another attack on your life. To keep up appearances, tonight, everyone who would have attended a small private funeral for you will be coming here. To the outside it will look like a funeral, but in here it will be a celebration of life. The only downside to this plan is for the people who Voldemort is attacking. But I'm afraid there isn't much we can do about random attacks on muggles, other than try to help as soon as we find out."
"Has anyone died yet?"
"Don't worry yourself with that information Harry. This is a war, there will be casualties. What you should spend your time worrying about are the new powers you seem to have."
"I don't know how much of a power it is, all I've done is move Ginny and me around." Harry was too embarrassed to say where they had been moving to.
"Don't underestimate how valuable this gift could be. Now shall we test it? Why don't you wish for something in the room? Try to bring it to you." Harry looked doubtful as he closed his eyes in concentration, but nothing happened. "Very interesting. Try for something a little closer, and really want it." Harry squeezed his eyes shut but again, nothing happened.
"I told you, it's nothing." Harry was embarrassed to be wasting the headmaster's time.
"Don't write yourself off yet, Harry. The theory that I am working on is that when one is separated from their deepest wants and desires, when they get them back they are much more aware of them then they were in the first place. I believe that this new connection could enable one to magically grant the deepest wishes in their heart. That is why you couldn't simply summon something from across the room, but you could move Miss Weasley around the house."
Harry suddenly looked very flustered and very embarrassed. "I swear, having Ginny in my bed is not my inner most desire or anything like that. I don't only think of her like that!"
"Calm down, Harry. It's not having Ginny in your bed that you want so desperately, I believe that it is simply having Ginny. And with a connection that strong this kind of magic can be very powerful."
"I think I love her," Harry said while trying to take in all of the information.
"Well the evidence here seems to support that. Does she know?" Harry shook his head. "I suggest you find a time to tell her. You've got a very powerful gift, but that brings great responsibility. There is a common muggle saying, 'Be careful what you wish for' and I'm afraid it has never been truer. While this power is raw and has not yet been trained, you're likely to keep doing things randomly, but only things that you truly and deeply want. Hopefully, after we have had some time to work on this power, you will be able to control it and use it anytime you want to. Just don't decide that what you want more than anything is the sun or the moon, because it could be completely disastrous." Dumbledore let out a chuckle. "For now let's focus on enjoying the celebration of life party we're throwing tonight. The guests should be arriving shortly."
Harry got out of bed, got dressed, and headed downstairs. When he entered the kitchen he saw the thing he currently feared most in the world: six Weasley men.
"Well, look who decided to get out of bed," Fred said cheerfully.
"It was only a matter of time, since Ginny's been downstairs for hours," George added.
"I think we need to sit down and have a talk about your new relationship," Bill said shooting Harry an intimidating look.
"Okay," Harry said quietly, looking around the room for an ally. But Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, Ron and Mr. Weasley all had the same stern look on their faces.
"Oh leave him alone," Ginny said, entering the kitchen followed by Mrs. Weasley, Hermione, and Bill's wife Fleur.
"Your father and I will handle the talks, and now is not the right time," Mrs. Weasley added.
"Fine, why don't we get Charlie to tell us about the mysterious girl he's dating," Bill teased.
"I'm not dating anyone!" Charlie said, capturing Bill in a headlock.
"Well we all know ittle Ronniekins is dating someone!" George said laughing, causing Ron and Hermione to blush.
"It's not like you've never had a girlfriend before," Ron said quickly.
"We've both got girlfriends, we're ladies' men!" Fred said flexing his muscles.
"Yeah right, you've been dating the same girls for about two years, that's not quite considered ladies' men,' Ginny teased.
"Alright enough!" Mrs. Weasley silenced the room. "Now, we have a lot of guests arriving very shortly, and a few already here. You will all stop fighting as long as we have company. I love you all, but either help, or get out of my kitchen!" Bill, Charlie, Fred and George all scattered. Ron tried to escape but Hermione grabbed him by elbow and made him stay. "Well at least there are some real men in the family." Hermione, Ginny, and Fleur giggled.
"Oh dear, I forgot, I think I left something in the garage," Mr. Weasley said, hurrying out kitchen.
"Okay make that one man," Mrs. Weasley corrected.
"Not me, Mum. I'm only here because Hermione wouldn't let me leave!" Ron said, not wanting to appear too eager to help in the kitchen. Mrs. Weasley started sobbing. "No, Mum, I'm just kidding I'd love to help you, really!"
"No, no, it's not that Ron. It's just times like these when I miss Percy the most," she explained sadly.
"Mum, he's being a jerk. He knows we were right all along, he's just too proud to admit it," Ginny said, wrapping her mother in a hug.
"I know, I know," Mrs. Weasley said, wiping her eyes. "Now I've changed my mind. I want you all out of the kitchen and enjoying yourselves." They all looked at her questioningly. "You heard me, get out!" They all hurried out of the kitchen; Fleur heading after Bill and the rest heading outside.
"You want to play a quick game of Quidditch? I can go get my brothers to join us," Ron asked looking at Harry hopefully.
"Sorry mate, but I'm afraid I'm not up for anything strenuous. I'm already getting tired again and I've just gotten up," Harry told a disappointed Ron.
"Good, I'd much rather sit here in the sun and talk," Hermione said, sitting down in the grass.
"Well I guess that wouldn't be too bad," Ron said, sitting down next to Hermione, putting his arm around her.
"You know we really do have you two to thank for us getting together," Hermione said clasping Ron's hand in her own. "If it wasn't for all that time I was trying to keep Ron away from the two of you, we never would have realized how we felt."
"Well your welcome," Ginny said smiling, "I must say it was time well spent on our part as well."
"Okay, please stop," Ron said with a disgusted look on his face.
"Stop what?" Ginny asked, wrapping her arms around Harry's neck, pulling him into a kiss.
"That! Please stop that! Right now!" Ron cried, hiding his head in Hermione's shoulder.
"Okay we're done," Ginny said, still in Harry's arms.
"So, what's been going on while I was gone?" Harry asked.
"Well, me and 'Mione got together," Ron said proudly.
"Well I didn't know that," Harry replied sarcastically.
"They postponed our Quidditch match against Ravenclaw," Ginny informed him.
"We learned a lot in all of our classes, you're going to be really behind," Hermione said.
"Well maybe I'll just go knock myself out again," Harry joked.
"Don't you dare," Ginny said, slapping him on the arm. "The Harry Potter fan club would be very disappointed."
"How many members were there in the Harry Potter fan club?" Harry asked curiously.
"There have been and there always will only be two, me and Colin," Ginny said.
"How's the jerk doing anyway?" Harry asked.
"He's been an absolute dream," Ginny said defensively. "He's been there for me without making me explain what was going on. He's held me when I cried every night; he was there for me when you couldn't be."
"I'm sorry Gin, I didn't realize," Harry said softly.
"It's okay, I just don't want you to be mean to Colin when he's been so sweet to me," Ginny said, kissing Harry on the cheek.
"Honestly Ginny, you'd think you of all people would be able to tell when someone has a huge crush on you," Hermione teased.
"No, Colin's just my friend, we've always just been friends," Ginny responded.
"Hey look," Ron interrupted. "Professor Lupin's here!"
Over the course of the next few hours, every adult who had helped to take care of Harry arrived at the Burrow. Harry tried his hardest to find time to visit with everyone, but he wore out quickly and had to sit down and rest a lot. Before he knew it, Dumbledore was speaking to the guests as they were getting ready to leave.
"Friends, before you go, I must remind you to speak of this to no one. When you leave here tonight, you will be in a sad, somber mood. If anyone asks you about Harry, simply tell them you don't want to talk about it. Travel well." With that, Dumbledore disapparated out of the room. Slowly but surely, Harry found himself in the kitchen with only Ginny and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.
"Well, that was some party," Mr. Weasley said smiling. "But it is time we had a talk about your new situation. Now we couldn't be happier about the two of you dating, honestly, but that does not mean we condone certain behaviors, especially under our own roof. Now, Professor Dumbledore actually recommends that we continue to allow you to sleep in the same room as a part of your recovery. He says that Ginny is good for you. We also know that this new magic you're using is stronger than any spell we could use to keep you two apart, so we're going to have to trust you. Well, that and use a contraceptive charm every night before bed. We do trust you, but you are teenagers..." Ginny and Harry were both deep shades of scarlet. Neither one could take their eyes off the floor. "You can go now," Mr. Weasley gently prompted them. They ran out of the room and started laughing as soon as they were out of ear shot.
"I have never been in a more awk- oh eww! Ron please stop!" Ginny laughed again as Ron sat up from where he had been kissing Hermione on the couch and Hermione redid the top three buttons on her blouse. "Okay, this night is not ending well!"
"Oh come off it," Hermione said calmly, smoothing her hair.
"Well wait until you and Ron talk to Mum and Dad about sex and see how much you enjoy your night. Oh and then imagine walking in on your brother groping his girlfriend."
"I don't have a brother!" was all Hermione could get out between giggles. "But seriously, I'm leaving tomorrow morning to go spend Christmas with my family, so let's try to enjoy the rest of the night." They spent the next hour in front of the fire laughing and joking.
Ginny looked over at Harry. "Are you doing okay?"
"I'm worn out, I'm ready for bed," Harry said quietly.
"Well I think it's time to call it a night," Ginny said yawning loudly.
"I don't think I'm quite ready yet," Ron said, exchanging a knowing look with Hermione.
"Well, good night!" Harry said as Ginny led him up to his room.
"I'll be back in a minute," Ginny said as she went into the room she normally shared with Hermione to change clothes. She reappeared ten minutes later after a quick visit with her mother. "I don't think I'll ever get used to that," she said as she crawled in bed with Harry.
"Well I'm definitely used to this." Harry said wrapping his arms around Ginny so they were lying face to face. Ginny smiled, and then leaned forward to kiss Harry. Their lips were locked in a loving embrace. Harry ran his arms up and down Ginny's back. Ginny ran her hands through Harry's hair. Harry slid his hands down Ginny's back until he reached her butt, which he firmly grabbed. He pulled her even closer towards him so their groins were against each other. Harry began to slide his hands down to Ginny's legs and began to rub along her inner thighs. Ginny let a small moan, encouraging Harry to continue. Harry's hands crept ever closer to her crotch until they finally reached their destination. But they had left as soon as they had gotten there, much to Ginny's disappointment. "Ginny, we've got to stop," Harry said gasping for breath.
"I don't think you really want to," Ginny said coyly, placing her hand over the bulge in his pants.
"You're right, I don't. But if we don't stop now, I don't think I'll be able to. I just don't think we're ready for this yet. Plus, your parents trust us."
Ginny gave Harry a deep passionate kiss. "Fine," she said as she rolled over so her back was against his chest. "I just hope you can get to sleep now."
"You're not making it easy."
"Good!" But before too long, Harry's exhaustion outweighed Ginny's presence and Harry was sound asleep.