The air rushed all around Harry as he flew through the air, Ginny beside him, and Ron far behind.

"You remember Luna, right Harry?" Ginny yelled, though her voice was barely audible.

"Yes," Harry replied, pulling his Quidditch goggles down so that he could see more clearly. Ginny did the same.

"She has a theory about how Sirius went through the veil. She thinks it has something to do with being willing to go. And if you're not willing to go…well, her theory is a bit off, but she thinks Sirius will find a way to come back and visit you…Would you have anything directly connected to him?" Ginny yelled, swerving as a bludger flew past her. The two looked down at the ground to see Fred and George laughing madly as they reenacted how Ginny had responded to their joke.

Harry only paid attention for a few seconds. He wondered whether or not to tell Ginny about the mirror, whether or not to tell her about everything he felt and knew. They flew once more around the Weasley's house until he was sure that they had lost Ron and motioned for her to pull off and land.

"So you do have something connected to him," Ginny said, jumping off her broom so quickly it hadn't even landed. She continued to tear off her goggles and jacket, until finally she was seated on the ground. Only then did she realize she had left Harry in mid-air, who was staring down at her as if she were crazy. Slowly though, he landed.

"So," Ginny began, tossing her ginger hair to one side as picking at the grass, "what is it that you have?"

"I have this mirror that he gave me. Sirius told me that my dad and him would use these mirrors to communicate when they were separated for detention. I have one mirror, and I suppose Sirius had the other one on him when he…died…" Harry grew silent. He was beginning to get use to the word, but he noticed that Ginny shifted uncomfortably.

"Have you figured out what exactly the veil is?" Ginny asked Harry, who was staring at the sky as if uncertain about something.

"There's…there's this prophecy…and this prophecy is about me…and Voldemort…It says that we'll fight…and one cannot live while the other survives…So either I be murdered or I be the murderer…" Harry's voice drifted off, still staring at the sky.

"Oh my gosh," Ginny whispered, "Does Ron and Hermione know about this?"

"No," Harry said, "I wont tell them. I don't think they could handle it…"

"So why tell me?" Ginny asked, nervously shifting around.

"Because…Ginny…you know what it's like to be at the hands of Voldemort…sometimes you're not even sure who's hands your in…and when the person who is supposed to save you comes…it's so hard to trust that they'll get you out of the mess…I trust Ron and Hermione…it's not like they wouldn't do anything for me…but…"

"That's the case, isn't it?"

"Yes, if I were at my death, I know one of them would jump in front of the deadly hex or take it on themselves. Like-like Sirius did…"

"I would do the same," Ginny whispered, her arms wrapping around herself.

"I believe that if I asked you to stand still you would…I believe that if I wished it of you…I believe you would be able to stand there and let me die…"

"How can you say that?" Ginny asked, a tear coming to her eye, " I would die trying to save you, just as you nearly did for me three years ago."

"I know, Ginny. It's different though…Hermione is my common sense and Ron is my guy friend…Ginny…you're the person who can save me…If I ask you to let me die, don't try to take it on…"

"How can you ask this of me?" she shouted, standing to her full height.

"I know how you feel about me, Ginny. I absolutely know! You've felt for me since your first year at Hogwarts! Promise me you wont interfere, promise me Ginny!"

"I can't…you're right…that's why I just- I can't…"

"Ginny, you have to do this for me. I couldn't ask this of anyone else, because no one else understands…no one else knows. Please promise me…Trust me Ginny, I will always be with you…even if I'm physically gone…trust I will never truly leave you…but promise me."

"I-I promise you," Ginny began, "I promise you, if that is your wish."

Harry pulled the hair from her face and put it behind her ear.

"Seal your promise," Harry insisted, taking her hand. Furiously Ginny pressed her lips against his, tears pouring from her eyes. The kiss turned soft until all they were doing was embracing each other under the sunset. Harry felt a cold wind flow around him, and he heard Sirius' words come to his ear.

"Even if I'm physically gone trust I will never leave you," Sirius' voice whispered to Harry. Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath as Ginny softly nuzzled her head in the crook of his neck, tears still softly falling from her eyes.

"Trust I will never leave you…" Sirius' voice whispered as the winds roared harder, "I could never leave you…Harry, I love you…"