A/N: Not the longest of chapters, this. Hope you like it despite that. And remember that I updated chapter three, so make sure you have read all of that before you read this one.
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A few hours later Ginny had almost gotten used to the idea of Harry as her boyfriend. The two of them had decided to try and act as if they were dating when they were alone. That way it wouldn't be as awkward once they had to act it out in front of the others. They had spent the day making lunch, then they had lounged around, talking, trying to figure out the best way to let Ron and Hermione find out about their 'relationship'. After much discussion they had come to the conclusion that the best was probably to let them barge in on a very heated snogsessio. After this decision they had both grown very quiet, lost in their own minds.

"We can still call this off, you know," Harry said after a little while.

Ginny stared at him. "What? After all this? Are you crazy? No way, Mr. Potter. You have talked me into this and by Merlin we will go through with it!"

Harry nodded. "Ok, you're right. Dear."

Ginny smiled and crawled into his lap and then put her arms around his neck. For two seconds she got taken aback by the proximity, but was soon making herself comfortable.

"Whoah, you're close," Harry said with a smile and bit his lower lip. Then he sobered and lifted his hand to softly trace his finger against her cheekbone. Ginny shivered involuntarily at his touch, and Harry put down his hand.

"Sorry," he said softly, "I just couldn't help it."

She swallowed and smiled. "Don't worry. It was just a bit surprising, that's all. I guess I should get used to it, really."

Harry looked at her then lifted his hand again while softly caressing her face with his hand. Ginny's heart was beating so hard she was surprised it wasn't coming out of her chest, or that he at least noticed, but apparently he didn't. Instead he was now playing with her hair and she shivered again while berating herself for it. The plan was for everyone else to think she was in love with Harry, not for him to see that she actually was!

Suddenly they heard voices from the hall.

"That's probably them," Harry croaked, and Ginny nodded. "You sure you want to do this?" he said one last time, and when Ginny nodded again he cupped her face with his right hand, put the other one on her back and softly pulled her close. Ginny closed her eyes, felt Harry's breath on her face, managed to think 'oh my God this is it,' before his lips met hers and she was unable to form any coherent sentences. His lips were soft, his kiss testing. Throughout the years she had spent endless hours trying to imagine what it was like to kiss Harry, and now that she was she knew even her most vivid dreams became mere mist in comparison. His one hand was stroking her back, his other hand in her hair. His lips played with hers and the noise he made somewhere deep down in his throat made her heart beat even faster. She could have kissed him forever and was about to send this thought to Harry through mental vibes, hoping he got the idea, when a startled yelp forced them apart.

"Oh my goodness." It was Hermione, and she looked like her eyes were about to pop out of her head. "I'm sorry, I didn't know, I... oh my goodness." She put her hands over her mouth, then turned around as if to leave, when suddenly Ron came up behind her.

"What's the matter? Why did you scream? Is anything... GET OFF MY SISTER RIGHT NOW!" He was yelling, Hermione still looked stunned, and Harry and Ginny jumped.

"What are you doing?" Ron said quietly, too quiet for Ginny's liking.

"What's the matter, Ron?" Ginny said innocently. "Why are you back so early?"

"Don't change the subject! You know bloody well what's the matter. GET OFF MY SISTER!" Harry made as if to rise, but Ginny looked at him. This was his plan, and he knew this would be the reaction. Now he better toughen it out, and he better not abandon her.

"Listen mate," Harry said softly. "We didn't know you would be back so early. Besides, this is my house, too, and if I want to bring girls here then I am allowed to do that."

"Not my sister you're not!" Ron said, still very angry.

"Oh come on, Ron," Hermione said finally. "Harry is right. You yourself said it was about time Harry found himself a girl."

"I was not thinking about my sister when I did," Ron wheezed.

"Oh get over it, Ron," Ginny said and got to her feet. "This is how things will be from now on, you might as well get used to it. Besides, you can't be too surprised. You yourself said you thought something was up with the two of us." She nodded towards Harry who was also getting to his feet while trying to flatten his hair. If possible it looked even more dishevelled now than normal.

"Ginny, stay out of this," Ron barked, causing Ginny to roll her eyes.

"Why? If anyone should stay out of it you should. This is between myself and Harry, and you have nothing to do with it!" She turned around and took Harry's hand. "Come on. We're leaving. He won't understand, and I don't feel like explaining."

"You're my best friend!" Ron shouted after them as Hermione tried to push him towards the sofa to make him cool off. "This is treason!"

"Shut up," Ginny yelled and looked at Harry, nodding towards the door.

"Mate," Harry said and put his head through the doorframe as he left, "I want this, ok? And that shouldn't ruin our friendship. If it does it is because you're a big prat, nothing else. Got it?"

Ron merely glared, while Harry shrugged. "It's up to you."

"Well that sure went well," Ginny giggled as the two of them walked away from the flat.

"Swell," Harry said sarcastically.

"Oh cheer up. You knew he would react like this. Give him some time to cool off and then he will come around. Besides, I don't think Hermione minded much, and if anyone can convince him it is her."

"Nothing like a thorough snogsession to change someone's mind, eh?" Harry said and put his arm around her shoulder. Ginny snuggled closer, secretly delighting in the feeling of being allowed to do that, even though it was just a prank.

"So who is next?" Harry asked and stopped. "Who should we scare out of their wits now?"

Ginny smiled and thought about it. "You know, I could really use some help moving the last boxes from the Burrow and over to Hermione's flat. Well, Hermione's and my flat, really. Then we can say hello to my dearest mother, dad is probably at the office, and if we are lucky Ron will have spread the word to my other darling brothers, who will no doubt turn up the second the rumour gets out that we are there."

"Great," Harry said darkly. "I feel like I am walking to my own execution." He took out his wand and prepared to Apparate.

"Just remember this was all your idea," Ginny said smugly and took out her wand. "See you there." Then she got up on tip-toe, kissed him quickly, and two seconds later found herself outside her childhood home, blushing furiously.

"Mum? Mum are you here?" Ginny shouted as she walked through the door. "Mum?"

"In here, dear," her mother's voice came from the kitchen.

"You ready?" Ginny whispered to Harry and took his hand. He nodded, smiled quickly and followed her into the kitchen.

"There you are dear!" her mother exclaimed. "I was getting worried. Where have you been?"

"We've been at Harry's," Ginny said and sat down by the table, motioning for Harry to do the same thing.

"Harry's? Oh hello Harry. I didn't notice you. Are you all right?"

"Yes, Mrs. Weasley," Harry said. "Never been better."

"I am glad. I got really worried when Ron told me he thought something was wrong with you. Are you sure you are all right?" Her eyes landed on Ginny and Harry's intertwined hands lying on the table and nodded. "Oh yes, you probably are. Are you hungry, dear?"

Harry and Ginny exchanged amused looks before Harry shook his head. "No thank you. We just ate."

"Actually, mum," Ginny said, "we are just here to get the last of my boxes. I figured I had put off the actual moving process for quite long enough, and Harry volunteered to help me carry."

"Moving? Are you sure about this, Ginny?" Mrs. Weasley said uncertainly.

"Yes, mum," Ginny replied with a sigh. "We have been through this before. And I figured I might as well get it over with. It is getting really annoying sleeping here while almost all of my things are at Hermione's. So we are just dropping by to get the last few boxes and then we are off."

"At least stay for dinner then will you?" Mrs. Weasley said and turned back to her pots.

"Yes, mum."

"Of course, Mrs. Weasley."

"Oh by the way. The boys are coming for dinner as well. Just thought you might want to know."

"Thank you, mum."

"Yeah. Thank you, Mrs. Weasley."

"And children?" Harry and Ginny stopped and looked at Mrs. Weasley. "Congratulations." She smiled softly. "I knew this was bound to happen sooner or later. Have you told Ron?"

Ginny nodded. "Yeah. He knows."

"Good. The others won't be that difficult if you have convinced him. You do have mine and your father's support, of course, Ginny dear."

Ginny smiled. "Thanks mum."

"Thanks Mrs. Weasley."

"Well that certainly went better than expected," Harry said as the two of them made their way up to Ginny's room to collect the last of her belongings.

"I know. Almost too well. Makes me worried about tonight, really."

Harry nodded. "Yeah. Maybe we should cancel the dinner?"

"You think so?"

"Why not? Let's get all this stuff over to the flat, then I can buy you dinner. We can get back later on when they have all cooled off. Let them work out a plan of action between themselves first, then once we get here they will have gotten more used to the idea."

Ginny entered her room and sat down on her bed. "I guess you have a point. But the only way I will agree to it is for you to take me to some outrageously expensive place."

Harry laughed. "I see having you as my girlfriend is going to cost."

"You ain't seen nothing yet," Ginny said and laughed too. "I am very high maintenance."

Harry sat down next to her and kissed the top of her head. "I don't think I am going to mind. At least not very much." He winked at her and she giggled.

"So you are giving me permission to take full advantage of your overstuffed wallet, then?"

Harry chuckled. "I wouldn't say overstuffed, but as this won't last all too long I am giving you permission to take full advantage of it. I was the one who talked you into this after all."

"Well, in that case, I agree! Take me out to dinner, but before that, take me out of here!"

"Deal!"

Harry then got up from the bed, got out his wand, cast a shrinking spell on the boxes and then cast a new spell before floating them out through the door and down the stairs. Ginny followed close by and put her head into the kitchen as Harry got ready to divide the boxes before flooing them to Ginny's new apartment.

"Change in plans, mum," Ginny said to her mother's back. "Harry is taking me out to dinner so we won't be back here until later tonight. Ok?"

"What? But I already talked to your father and said you would be here."

Ginny sighed and looked at Harry, then back to her mother.

"Mum, just... we haven't really had much... alone time... and we promise to be back later on, all right?"

Mrs. Weasley looked at the two of them and smiled. "Of course dears. Enjoy yourselves. And I will see you tonight!"

"Thanks, mum."

"Thanks, Mrs. Weasley."