A/N Wow! I'm glad so many of you are encouraging me to write the sequel! As to the Ultimate Unofficial Guide to Harry Potter, well I wasn't even aware that one existed, so I'm pretty sure I haven't read it. Surprisingly enough, I had not even read a single Harry Potter book until this summer, when I proceeded to read then all over the course of about a week and a half. What can I say? I was hooked. But I'm glad if I'm following rules, whatever rules they may be. But now onto the story!

Harry woke up the next morning with a smile on his face. He remembered the events of the night before and couldn't help but feel like everything was going to be okay. Just as that thought had crossed through his mind, he noticed a note sitting on his bedside table beside his wand. He sat up and picked up the note.

Harry,

Please come to my office when you finish with breakfast.

Albus Dumbledore

"I wonder what he wants," Harry thought as his good mood faded. He got out of bed and pulled on the first clothes he could find. He walked out of his bedroom and headed to the Great Hall for breakfast. When he arrived he saw Ginny, Hermione, and Ron sitting together at the Gryffindor table. "Good morning," Harry said as he sat down with them. Ginny smiled at him and he gave her a small kiss.

"Please, you're going to ruin my breakfast," Ron joked.

"Oh Ron, let them enjoy their morning," Hermione said. "I know I would like to." She gave Ron a kiss to match the one Harry had given Ginny. "So what are you guys planning to do today?"

"Well, I've got to go meet with Professor Dumbledore after breakfast," Harry said quietly. Ginny gave him a questioning look, but Harry simply shrugged his shoulders.

"I've got detention this afternoon," Ron said quietly. "Snape caught me out after curfew."

"Good, that means Ginny and I can spend the day doing girly things. I think we've been much to preoccupied with our boyfriends lately."

"Sounds like a plan to me," Ginny added.

"Well don't have too much fun while I'm off getting told something that I'm sure will be dreadful," Harry joked.

"You? What about me? I'm going to be cleaning cauldrons with Snape," Ron said groaning.

Thirty minutes later Harry found himself sitting in Dumbledore's office along with Professor Trounce. They all sat in an uncomfortable silence; that was the ultimate sign of doom for Harry.

Finally, Professor Trounce began to talk. "Harry, last night I was informed that Draco Malfoy had gone missing. I began to search for him, and I finally found him sitting alone in a dark, empty classroom. He made up a feeble lie about why he had been there, but I'm almost certain if I had been a few moments sooner I would have found him and his coconspirator in the midst of making a new plot."

"Do you know what this means Harry?" Dumbledore asked gently.

"If I had to take a guess, I would say it means that I'm not safe at Hogwarts," Harry replied glumly.

"Professor Dumbledore and I both feel that it would be in your best interest if you left Hogwarts. I have suggested that when I leave in two weeks, you come with me. Charlie can't be with me much, and I would love the company. And I can also continue to teach you," Professor Trounce said quickly.

"Harry, normally I would be against disrupting any of my students' education, but honestly, I believe you've missed more classes this year than you've attended," Dumbledore said, trying to read Harry's reaction.

Harry sat in silence for a few minutes. "Hogwarts is the only real home I've ever known, but as long as I'm here, I'm putting other students in danger. If I leave and go into hiding, which I'm assuming will be the case, everyone will be safer. So I'll go."

"That's very noble of you Harry, but don't feel like it is your job to protect the other students," Dumbledore responded.

"Well then from the other perspective, by keeping myself safe, I am giving the entire wizarding world hope," Harry said calmly.

"Very well. I trust you know to keep this quiet," Dumbledore added.

"I have to tell Ginny," Harry replied.

"I know. Between you and me, I would be willing to look the other way on certain actions during your remaining time here as long as they were discreet." Dumbledore had a twinkle in his eye.

"I'm going to pretend I did not hear that comment," Trounce said smiling. "She is, after all, my husband's baby sister."

"So Hermione, are you going to tell me why you've been blushing every time Ron has looked at you since Valentine's Day?" Ginny teased her friend as they sat down under a tree.

"Do you really want to know Ginny? Ron is your brother," Hermione said tactfully.

"Good point. Well, whatever it is, just don't go into any details that may give me nightmares for years to come," Ginny said.

"I'm so glad you said that! I've been dying to tell someone," Hermione said to a very confused Ginny. "Well, on Valentine's Day, Ron and I, well, we, um..."

"Spit it out!"

"We made love!"

"Wow. I'm surprised," Ginny said, choosing her words carefully.

"I know we haven't even been dating that long, but I love him, I really do. We didn't plan it or anything, it just happened. It was so romantic," Hermione gushed.

"Okay, I think that's all the detail I need to know. Sorry I'm not being a better girlfriend, but we are talking about my brother."

"Well then tell me about you and Harry. I'm sure you've been dying to talk to someone about it all this time."

"Hermione!" Ginny exclaimed. "I've never seen this side of you before!"

"Well just because I like to study doesn't mean I don't miss having girlfriends to talk with about this kind of stuff. So come on, tell me about Harry!"

"Well not that it's any of your business, but last night was the first time we ever made love," Ginny said quietly.

"Are you serious?" Hermione asked. "Ron is going to die when he finds out. He was just completely sure that you two were having sex after the day he walked in on you."

"Well he was mistaken. Don't get me wrong, I know I've wanted to, and there were several times when we came close, but Harry always stopped it. He always wanted my first time to be just right," Ginny explained.

"Well that's Harry for you. Always looking out for the people he loves. How was it? Don't worry, I won't tell you my answer to that question," Hermione said noticing a relieved look pass over Ginny's face.

"Well to be perfectly honest, it hurt like hell. But Harry was very gentle with me, and the pain eventually turned into something wonderful, but not..."

Hermione nodded in understanding. "It was the same way for me the first time. The second time however..."

"Hermione!" Ginny exclaimed, shocked. "Wasn't the first time only two days ago?"

"Well what do you think Ron was doing out after curfew last night?" Hermione responded devilishly.

"Okay, that is all I need to know. I really never would have expected anything like this from you!" Hermione shrugged her shoulders in response. "But don't say anything to Ron. I know you said he's thought we've been together for some time now, but I'd rather him not have all of his doubts removed."

"It's funny, but I think he'd be relieved to know. I think he was completely mortified to think that his little sister lost her virginity before he did." Hermione let out a giggle.

"That doesn't mean you can tell him," Ginny said firmly.

"Oh don't worry I won't," Hermione said.

"There you two are," Harry said, walking over to where they were sitting outside. "I've been looking all over for you."

"We'll we're right here," Ginny said with a smile. "What did Professor Dumbledore want?"

"I trust you've been talking about Ron and me all morning," Harry joked, ignoring her question.

"Harry James Potter, do not try and change the subject with me," Ginny said, flashing signs of channeling her mother.

"Sheesh, give a guy a break," Harry moaned.

"Do you want me to leave you two alone?" Hermione asked, obviously uncomfortable in the situation.

"No, I'm sure you know just as much about our relationship now as I do, so there's no need in keeping secrets." Harry sighed and sat down on the grass next to Ginny. "I'm leaving Hogwarts," he said quietly.

"For how long?" Ginny asked nervously.

"Indefinitely." Tears began to fill Ginny's eyes and she collapsed into Harry's body.

"I can't believe they're making you leave," Hermione said, obviously fighting back tears of her own.

"They're not making me, it was my choice," Harry responded quietly.

Ginny pulled back from his grasp and looked angrily into his eyes. "You're leaving of your own free will?" Harry nodded his head. "How could you do this to us? After everything we've been through! You're just going to leave me behind!"

"Ginny-," Harry began but she cut him off.

"No, I don't want to hear anything you have to say!" She stood up and ran away from him.

Hermione looked apologetically at Harry. "I'm sorry, but I really think I should go after her."

"Go," Harry said, stunned at the conversation that had just occurred.

The next week passed and Ginny refused to speak to Harry. She was furious with him. She hoped that if he could see exactly how angry she was with him, he would change his mind and stay with her. Little did she know, her punishment had forced Harry into begging to leave Hogwarts sooner.

"So it's your last night," Ron said glumly sitting at the dinner table.

"Yep," Harry responded.

"Don't worry about Ginny, mate. She's as stubborn as a mule, but she loves you. She'll come around eventually. Professor Trounce told me that the two of you will be coming to the Burrow for Easter, and that's not but a couple of weeks away, so you'll see her soon."

"She hates me," Harry said quietly.

"No she doesn't," Hermione reassured him. "She just feels like you're deserting her, just when you've become closer than ever."

"What are you talking about, 'Mione?" Ron asked glaring at Harry.

"It's nothing Ron," Hermione said, regretting her previous statement. Ron stared at Harry with a look that could kill.

"Well I might as well have you hate me as much as she does," Harry said miserably. "We made love for the first time the night before I decided to leave."

Harry was shocked to see a look of relief pass over Ron's face. "For the first time?" Harry nodded. "I thought you two had been shagging since before I even found out about you!"

"Why would you ever think something like that?" Harry questioned.

"Well when I walked in on you..." Ron's voice trailed off.

"In all honesty, that was the most intimate we'd ever been at that time," Harry said, fighting back a laugh.

"Well, I'm still not happy that you're shagging my baby sister, but at least now I know you didn't rush into anything."

"You know you're taking this surprisingly well," Harry mused.

"Well, this week I've seen how miserable the two of you are without each other. You're good for each other. Together is the happiest I've ever seen either one of you. Besides, when she's with you, she's not with Colin. There's just something about him I don't trust," Ron answered honestly.

"That makes two of us. Keep a close eye on them while I'm gone," Harry requested.

"Two eyes."

"Well if you two are done playing the role of noble protectors, I think Harry needs his sleep if he's going to leave tomorrow," Hermione interjected into their conversation.

"You're right. Will you both come and see me off in the morning?" Harry asked and both of his friends nodded their consent. "Well then good night." Harry excused himself from the table and walked sullenly back to his bedroom. He slipped out of his clothes and lay down on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He was so completely lost in thought that he didn't even notice the door to his room open.

"You're leaving tomorrow?" he heard a small voice ask from the doorway.

"Yes," he replied.

"You were going to leave without saying goodbye to me?"

"Do I need to remind you Ginny that it is you who refused to speak to me?" Harry regretted his harsh words as soon as they had left his lips. "I'm sorry, come here, lay with me." Ginny hesitantly walked over to his bed and lay down beside him.

"I'm so sorry, I've been such a bloody idiot," she whispered into his bare chest.

"We both were idiots," Harry assured her.

"But I wasted the little time we have left when we could have been spending it together."

"Well we're together now." Harry consolingly ran his hands over her arms. He clasped her hand in his own and began to draw small circles with his thumbs on her pulse points. They lay silently together for a few moments when Ginny pulled away from him. "Is something wrong?" Harry asked her as she moved to the foot of his bed. Ginny only shook her head no. Ginny slowly pulled her tank top over her head and stepped out of her jeans. Harry felt himself harden as he watched her.

"Harry James Potter, I have loved you since I was ten years old. I have wanted you since I was thirteen. But it has only been since you began to return my love that I needed you." Harry looked at her, unsure of how to respond. Ginny reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. "When I first laid eyes on you, you didn't know what it felt like to love and be loved. You came to school and learned how to make friends; you learned about life; you learned about love. And then you learned how to give and receive love." Ginny paused again and pulled her knickers to the floor, leaving herself completely naked in front of Harry. "And I think that's what I love the most about you," she said as she began to pull his boxers off, revealing his erection. "That you could come from a home empty and cold and still be such a good person; the type of person who deserves to be loved. And not because you did something miraculous when you were a baby, but because you're you." Ginny slowly began to crawl up the bed, placing one arm and one leg on either side of Harry's body. "I love you more than life itself."

"I love you too," Harry whispered hoarsely as their faces finally met. Ginny leaned in and met Harry's lips with her own. Their kiss was hot and passionate, more so than any of there other kisses had ever been. Harry put his arms around Ginny's back and pulled her close. "I need you. I need to be inside of you," he whispered into her ear. Ginny nodded, and reached her hand down to Harry's erection and guided him into her. Harry let out a deep moan as Ginny began to grind against him. He slid one of his hands between them and began to rub against her sensitive area. When he was satisfied that she was caught up to his level of arousal, he rolled her over so that he was on top and controlling the pace. He began to thrust harder and faster until they were both lost to a sea of ecstasy. They lay silent in each other's arms, both afraid to say what they knew was on the other's mind.

Finally Ginny spoke up. "Why do I feel like you just said goodbye to me?"

"Because I'm leaving?" Harry answered trying to make light of the situation.

"You know what I mean. You're saying goodbye like you're never going to see me again," she whispered, clutching his chest tightly.

"Ginny, we live in a time of war. You can never be certain what's going to happen. I don't ever want to leave you, knowing we left things unsaid."

"Ironic how the most important things are the ones we can say without words," Ginny whispered as she drifted off to sleep.

"It scares me that you love me more than life itself," he whispered to his sleeping girlfriend, "because I know exactly how you feel."

A/N Okay, I'm definitely doing the sequel. In fact, the reason it took me a little longer to get this chapter out was the fact that I got so excited about the sequel I went ahead and wrote the first chapter. (Well, I also wrote the first chapter already because I know that most of you will probably want to kill me when you find out how this one ends. So I figured it would be best not to make you wait too long for the sequel.) As to not killing Harry or Ginny, I promise I won't. Despite what I may write. (Confused yet?) But sorry, things are going to get much worse before they get any better. As in, they probably won't get any better until the sequel; several chapters into the sequel. I fear I'm giving away too much. Oh well, let me know what you think as always!