A/N: The fifth chapter is finally up! I am going to take this opportunity to clear up something that may be confusing. No, Harry and Ginny are not dating. However, there is definitely tension, as anyone can tell. You could say that there is more to Harry's idea than he admits to Ginny. And it is quite obvious that the only ones who don't realize that they are head of heels in love with each other are themselves. Thank you so much to anyone who commented, by the way! I love you forever!
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Harry and Ginny stumbled through the fireplace at Ginny's new apartment.

"Welcome to my humble abode," Ginny said with a bow as Harry was wiping dust off his robes.

"Why thank you," Harry replied with a smile. "Where do you want these?" He pointed to the boxes standing on the floor. Ginny lead the way to her room while Harry floated the boxes after her. Once there he mumbled finite incantatem and the boxes returned to their normal size.

"So what do we do now?" Ginny asked, suddenly aware of the fact that she was again alone with Harry, and it was a lot harder to know what to do with the dating act now that they were by themselves.

"Well," Harry said and looked around. "I promised you an outrageously expensive dinner, didn't I?"

Ginny laughed. "Yeah. Where are we going? Muggle or magic?"

Harry thought about it for a second, then said "muggle. I know this really awesome restaurant in London."

"Ok. Give me five minutes to get changed and I'm ready."

Harry looked at her, then suddenly realized he probably shouldn't be there as she changed. He blushed slightly, then turned and walked outside.

Once she was by herself Ginny sat down on the bed. Her mind was full of Harry, and kissing Harry, and her mum's approving look, and kissing Harry, and Ron yelling, Hermione looking surprised yet a little pleased, and of course, kissing Harry. It wasn't that he was exceptionally good at it, it was more the fact that it seemed so right to do it. If she closed her eyes she could still feel his lips on hers, and the way his large, warm hands were stroking her back.

"It's just a dream, Gin," she muttered with a sigh and got up. "Just a dream. Harry isn't yours. Not now, not ever. This is all a charade, and once it is over and done with everything will go back to the way it was before." She sighed again and took one of her muggle dresses out of the closet. It was black, knee high, and it fitted in all the right places. She pulled her hair out of the pony tail, gave it a quick brush and then looked into the mirror. "Let's do this." Then she put on a smile and walked into the living room. Harry stood with his back to her, looking into the fireplace, but turned around as she came out. He had apparently been at home to change while she got ready, because his wizard's robes had been exchanged with a pair of dark pants, a shirt that had a button open in the neck - and his hair had apparently been subject of some desperate combing. He smiled when he saw her, and Ginny could feel her breath hitch in her throat. He looked... amazing. That was the only word for it. Amazing.

"My lady," Harry said and gave her his arm. "Your carriage awaits."

She took his hand and looked around curiously. "Carriage?"

"Why yes. You didn't think I would have a lady such as yourself ruin your delicate feet by walking all the way to London, did you?"

Ginny giggled. "I honestly wasn't sure. I figured we would Apparate."

Harry shook his head. "Oh no. Today we are eating like muggles, which means we will travel like muggles." They walked outside and found a black sports car. "I bought this last spring," he said and opened the door for her, making Ginny feel very much like a queen, and also a little stupid. Why was he still pretending? There was no one around to fool now. Deciding not to worry about it she got in while Harry got into the driver's seat.

"Now," Harry said. "I did say we would travel like muggles. Problem is, London is a bit too far away for us to actually drive all the way. So if you will look away from this one little exception from the rule we will be there any second." Ginny looked at him while she idly wondered why he had never told her that he had actually bought a car. Harry had taken out his wand, flicked it a couple of times, and before Ginny could even blink they were in a busy street with cars, buses and people all around them.

"Nice," Ginny said admiringly. "My dad would kill to learn that!"

"Thank you," he said with a grin. "A little something I picked up over the years. Now then; London awaits!" And with that he started the car, got into the street and the two of them soon found themselves in the heart of muggle London.

They didn't speak much in the car. Ginny was too busy looking out the window, never ceasing to be amazed at the way muggles lived. Harry was driving and quietly humming along to a tune on the radio. He parked outside a restaurant Ginny had never seen, then got out to open the door for her.

"Welcome to 'the Island', miss Weasley," he said with a flourish as she got out.

"Why thank you," Ginny replied and met his look. For a brief second she considered kissing him, then remembered that they weren't acting now. But before she had ended her thought Harry bent down and quickly brushed his lips across hers. Ginny blushed a little, and Harry winked at her. "Don't want anyone to think I don't know how to treat my date," he whispered and took her hand. "Besides, we may run into someone we know. A lot of wizards come here, despite the fact that it's purely muggle." Just as he had said it they heard someone behind them call out their names. They both turned around, only to find Seamus Finnigan with a girl neither of them had seen before. The two of them were coming out of the restaurant, and Ginny could hear that Seamus explained to the girl who they were.

"Harry, Ginny!" Seamus exclaimed and shook their hands. "What a surprise! You two were the last people I expected to see here today!"

"And why is that?" Harry said and smiled at his former classmate.

"Well, for one I didn't know you two were going out. But I have to admit I am not very surprised. There was always this tension between you. Nothing like Ron and Hermione, of course," he laughed, "but there was definitely something there."

Harry gave Ginny an amused look then turned his attention back to Seamus.

"Well, I suppose you all saw something we didn't. And I don't believe I have met your date." He smiled at the girl on Seamus' arm, and Seamus introduced them.

"This is my girlfriend, Sara Thompson. Sara, these are old friends of mine from school; Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley."

"Nice to meet you both," Sara said and shook their hands. "It is always so nice to meet someone from Seamus' school. He hardly ever talks about it."

Seamus gave them a significant glance, and Ginny hid a chuckle.

"Well, don't let me keep you," Seamus said and nodded to them both. "Hopefully we will meet again soon. Say hello to your brothers and Hermione, Ginny. And enjoy your date!" Ginny and Harry watched as they walked away, then turned to each other and burst out laughing.

"Tension! I never knew we had 'tension'," Harry said as they made their was to the restaurant.

"You didn't?" Ginny said with a giggle. "I have been hearing that ever since it became obvious, well, more obvious than before, that Ron and Hermione liked each other. People needed something new to talk about, and whose love life is better to discuss to pieces than that of the famous Harry Potter?" She laughed as she said it, and Harry rolled his eyes.

"Figures. But now, let us not talk anymore about that. Let us just enjoy this dinner."

"Agreed."

Dinner was a very pleasant affair, and Harry had definitely meant it when he had said that Ginny could take advantage of his money. She was never very good with muggle money, but knew that the amount Harry had spent on her was almost indecent. She felt like a true queen, and she told him as much over dessert.

"It's only appropriate," Harry said as he was eating his ice cream. "You're my girlfriend, which means you deserve every penny."

Ginny thought about this for a while. Then she looked him straight in the eye and said "but I'm not. Not really. This is all an act, remember?"

Harry looked thoughtful for a moment. "True. But we might as well do it properly, right? Besides, it's not as if it was my idea to go somewhere expensive."

Ginny snorted. "It was a joke, Harry. I was trying to be funny! I never expected to be taken seriously. Besides, how was I supposed to know you had this kind of money? You never tell me anything."

Harry looked surprised, and also a little hurt. "So you're saying that I did all this just so you could get angry at me? And what do you mean I never tell you anything? You're my best friend!"

Ginny sighed. "Best friends tell each other stuff. You might as well be a brick wall for all the info I get out of you! Why is it I never knew you were rich? Or that you had a car? I don't know anything about your past or who you were before we became friends."

"What's there to know?" Harry replied, a hint of bitterness in his voice. "I'm the Boy Who Lived, remember? The whole world knows about my past!"

Ginny shook her head. "No. That's not what I meant. I don't give a flying faerie about the whole Boy Who Lived stuff. Yes, that's a big part of you, but there is more than that!" She took a deep breath. "You know what? Forget it. I shouldn't have brought it up. Sorry." She returned to her dessert, but pushed it away after a little while. Her appetite was gone.

"Whatever," Harry replied. Then he looked at his watch and signalled for the waiter to get them the receipt. "We should get going. Your family is probably wondering where we are."

"Fabulous." Ginny groaned. The last thing she needed now was to defend a relationship that didn't even exist. At least it wouldn't be too hard to pretend they were arguing. With this speed this 'relationship' would be history before it had even started. Harry paid and Ginny couldn't help but feel a little guilty when she saw what the whole dinner had cost. He had really tried.

"I'm sorry," she said once they were back in the car. "I shouldn't have yelled. And I really appreciate what you did today. I had a great time."

Harry eyed her carefully. "You sure? Ginny, listen; I know you're not really my girlfriend. And I guess I just got caught up in the madness of it all. From now on I will be absolutely platonic when it's just the two of us. And if you want me to I can break up with you tonight. That way we can go back to the way we used to be and you won't ever have to worry about this ever again."

"Now wait a minute," Ginny said and looked at him. "You break up with me? That's not what we agreed on. We are in this together, remember? Besides, I don't think it would be very convincing if we broke up only a day after we told the family. I think we can afford to keep this going for a little longer. Besides, it's not every day a girl is being taken out to the most expensive restaurant in London, is it?"

Harry laughed. "I guess not. So we keep it up a little longer, then? Long enough for my wounds to heal once your brothers get to me."

This time it was Ginny who laughed. "Something like that."

By the time they arrived at the Burrow it had gotten dark and stars were starting to show. Before entering the house Harry stopped and looked up at the sky.

"What is it?" Ginny asked carefully.

Harry shrugged. "It's a nice evening, that's all. I always liked the stars. When I was little and Dudley had been especially mean I would always go for a walk and look at the stars. They always made my problems seem so small and insignificant. Like nothing I did really mattered in the whole cosmos of it all. You know?"

Ginny nodded sagely, secretly delighting in the fact that Harry was actually talking to her. Not just meaningless stuff, but things about himself that not too many people knew.

"I also remember the summer after Sirius died. I missed him so much I was sure I would burst, but then I would look at the Dog Star," he pointed at it, "and it was almost as if he was looking down at me. It made it all a little easier."

Ginny squeezed his hand. "Do you still think about him a lot?" she asked, hoping she wasn't out of line. Harry thought about it for a while, then shrugged. "Not as much as I used to. But there are still days when I see something, and it reminds me of him. Like the other day, I saw this really amazing motorbike, and I know Sirius would have loved it. I am a little disappointed that he never got his flying motorbike back."

"He had a flying motorbike?" Ginny asked incredulously. Harry laughed.

"Yeah. No one knows what happened to it, though. It's probably roaming the forest at Hogwarts together with your dad's old Anglia."

"My dad's Anglia?"

"Yeah. Ron never told you about that?" Ginny shook her head.

"Well, remind me to tell you about that one day."

"Why not now?"

"Your family?"

"Oh who cares about them?"

Harry smiled. "I do. And I want to get this over with as soon as possible. Besides, they probably heard us as we came up the driveway and they are now wondering what is taking us so long, making up all kinds of stories. And believe you me, no matter what it is we could have been doing," he grinned suggestively, making Ginny's ears go red, "it isn't half as bad as what they can come up with between themselves."

"I guess you have a point. You ready then?"

Harry nodded and took her hand. "It was nice knowing you."

"Where the hell are they?" Ron was pacing the living room floor, glaring daggers at everyone. "They came home ages ago! What could possibly be some interesting that they don't come inside?"

Fred sniggered and looked at Ron. "They are probably... looking at the stars," he said with a smirk. "Oh come on little brother. I can't blame them for not coming in. Not with the way you're acting."

"Oh, so you're defending them now?" Ron retorted.

"Get over it, Ron," Charlie said and looked at his brother. "Harry is a nice bloke. You yourself just said that he's the best guy for Ginny."

"That doesn't mean he can do whatever it is they are doing outside my home!"

Charlie rolled his eyes, and Bill got to his feet. "I'm going to go see what they're up to. And Charlie is right. We have all known this was bound to happen, and now that it has we might as well be happy for them."

Ron shook his head. "I don't believe you. This is our sister we're talking about!"

"And it's Harry bloody Potter," George said exasperatedly. "He's just about the most noble guy in the entire world! Personally, I'm more worried about what Ginny may be up to."

"George is right," Percy agreed. "Harry is a decent fellow. Besides, he's your best friend. The least you could do is give him the benefit of the doubt. And you know he would never do anything to incriminate Ginny."

"Sit down, Ron," Hermione said at least. "They are all right. And I am very happy for both Harry and Ginny. Those two are made and meant for each other. You might as well get used to it."

Ron glared at them all for a second, then sat down. "Well, whatever. I'm not going to say anything then. Leave it to them to sort it out. And I guess Harry ain't all that bad."

"Thank you," a voice said from the doorway, causing everyone to jump.

"Harry!" Fred said and grinned. "We were just talking about you."

Harry looked nervous, and swallowed.

"Oh don't worry," Bill said and sat down again, now that he didn't have to go anywhere. "We have decided that we don't mind you being together with Ginny, and that we won't harm you."

"Much," George added.

"I appreciate that," Harry said and smiled at them, still not sure whether he believed them or not. He then looked at Ron. "You still angry, mate?"

Ron shrugged. "I guess not. Just don't surprise me like that ever again, k? And if you hurt her I will personally wring your neck."

Harry smiled. "That's noted."

"Now where's Ginny?" Percy asked and tried to see behind Harry.

"She went upstairs to tell your mum that we were back. We met Penelope in the hall and she said she was upstairs." He went into the living room and sat down next to Ron.

"So how was the date?" Bill asked curiously.

"None of your business," Ginny's voice came from the stairs. She walked into the living room, closely followed by Penelope, Percy's fiancée.

"Oh really?" Bill said with arched eyebrows. "I believe it is our duty to know if he treated you well."

"He was a perfect gentleman," Ginny said and sat down next to Harry, taking his hand in hers. Ron looked like he was about to say something, but a look from Hermione shut him up.

"Where were you then?" Penelope asked.

"Some place in London called 'the Island," Ginny replied and laughed when she saw the surprised faces of everyone present.

"Wow," George said, apparently awestruck. "That's like the most expensive restaurant in all on England! Good job, Gin."

Ginny exchanged a quick look with Harry. "Got to be some advantages having the Boy Who Lived for your boyfriend."

Harry tried to look hurt. "So you're only dating me for your money?"

Ginny nodded. "You didn't know?"

Fred smirked. "That's my girl. Knew I could trust you to not let your feelings run away with you."

"Oh I don't know about that," Charlie said smugly. "Looks to me like there's enough feelings to fill an entire quidditch stadium."

"Speaking of which," Ron intercepted, while Ginny and Harry both looked amused, congratulating themselves on their magnificent acting skills. "Did you see the last Cannons game?"

"Yeah, they got completely mauled by the Harpies," Fred said and chuckled. Ron looked murderous. "They were only fifty points behind!" he almost yelled. "Fifty points behind, per player, yes," Fred retorted.

Ginny looked up at Harry with a smile. "That went better than expected," she whispered. Harry agreed. "Yeah. Trust Ron to start talking about quidditch in every available opportunity. You ok, though?"

"Yeah. I'm fine. Just really tired. I think I am about to call it a day."

"You do that. Want me to walk you out?"

Ginny shook her head. "Nah, just stay here. I have a feeling Ron needs someone on his side once the discussion really gets going. This could get ugly." She looked fondly at her brothers, all six of which were now heatedly discussing the Cannons' defence tactics, or lack thereof, as Charlie pointed out.

"I'll see you tomorrow then?" Harry asked while removing a stray hair from her face. Ginny nodded. "Come by when you wake up?"

"Sure. Good night." He looked as if he was about to kiss her, when they both suddenly noticed that it had gone completely quiet around them. Ginny looked up and met the amused looks of her brothers and sisters in law.

"What?" she said sharply.

"Oh nothing," Ron replied smugly. "Never mind us. Go about your business."

Ginny rolled her eyes. "We were just talking."

"Sure," Charlie said with a smirk. "And hell is just a sauna."

"Huh?"

"Never mind. Harry, come on. Kiss her. Don't let us interrupt."

Harry looked uncertain for a second, then quickly kissed her, said "good night," and Ginny got to her feet. Fred and George were whistling, Bill and Charlie were trying to reach across the table to pat Harry's back. Ron and Percy were smirking, and Hermione and Penelope looked like they were watching a very romantic movie. As Ginny left the living room the two of them got up and followed her out into the hall.

"That was so cute," Penelope exclaimed once they were out of hearing range from the boys.

"What do you mean?" Ginny said innocently.

"Oh Gin!" Hermione squealed. "You two look so in love I could absolutely die. I am so happy for you!" Then she hugged her tightly. "Congratulations."

Ginny smiled uncertainly at them. "Thank you. Umm... see you at home?"

"Yeah. Good night, Gin."

"Good night." Then she took out her wand and apparated into her bedroom.

7/7/00 (later)

Oh my God. So much has happened since the last time I wrote here. I can't believe it's still the same day! Our little prank is going wonderfully. Everyone now knows about our so-called relationship, and the only two people who is surprised by it seems to be Harry and me. According to Seamus Finnigan (we met him at dinner), Hermione, Penny, my brothers etc. this relationship has been in the making for years. And it's all just a charade! They would be so disappointed.

The dinner was absolutely marvellous. Except for my little outburst there at the end. Don't know where that came from. Thank goodness he took it nicely. And he did seem to open up a little afterwards. Definitely a step in the right direction.

By the way, my brothers all decided they don't mind this relationship in the least. Even Ron seemed to be happy about it. This kind of spoils everything, but I guess I'll ask Harry what we'll do about it tomorrow. It's so weird, though. A couple of times today it has felt as if he wanted to kiss me just because I'm me, not because there was someone there we had to fool. In fact, if I can be so straight forward, I am getting second thoughts about this 'plan' of his. I can't know for sure, though. I guess time will tell.

The only thing I do know is that I am more in love with Harry now then I have ever been. His very existence makes me smile, and I just need to imagine how it feels when he kisses me, and my heart will be racing like mad. I can't wait to see him again tomorrow...

Bleh. How on earth did I get myself into this? It is too good to last, and when it ends I am going to die. The end.

Bah. I need to sleep. And I am going to enjoy this while I can. After all it is everything I ever dreamed about. I would be stupid if I got worried about it before I even know if it will end. Of course, it probably will, but I like to live this little lie for now.

Good night.