A/N - These chapters are short for a reason. Here you go people, the last chapter.. unless you want me to continue. Review! I hope ya like it.

All My Life
Things We Know, Things We Don't

"Ginny!" I turned around, searching for the person who called my name.

"Harry!" I said in surprise. Great...

"Why did you run out on me yesterday?"

I shrugged sadly. "I don't know..."

"Well, I was trying to tell you something!" He frowned.

"Then that's too bad!" I screamed, my eyes blazed in fire.

His forehead creased in confusion. "Ginny, did I do something to you?"

"Bloody hell you did! Do you know what it's like? Having your heart broken every single bloody day? Gosh, Harry I love you! Are you happy! I said it. Is everyone happy?

I turned to run away but he grabbed my wrist hastily, pulling me back to him.

"Harry, I do NOT want to talk about this. I just want you to leave me alone!"

And with that I left him standing there dumbly, his mouth open in shock.

Ginny,

We are having you a birthday party tonight. You WILL come over and enjoy it!

See you soon honey.

Love Mum

I arrived later than usual, trying my best to delay the time as best as possible. Everyone was already seated around the table, including Harry. I grimaced again in horror thinking about what I had done. This is going to be bad...

"Hello everyone!" I greeted in fake happiness.

"Ginny! So glad you finally showed up!" Fred snorted, digging into his food in a hurry.

I muttered silently "Sick."

"Gin, can I talk to you?" Harry asked as everyone got up from the dinner table and scurried away.

"Um, I can't right now actually..." I started.

"Nonsense!" He replied, dragging me outside, under the night sky.

"Harry, what is this about?"

"You love me you said?" He asked as tears slipped down again. I promised I wouldn't cry...

"I hate you Harry Potter! I come for my birthday dinner and you stand here and mock me!"

"No, Gin you don't understand!" He screamed, trying to wipe away my tears.

"Don't touch me! I can't believe you!"

"Gin, did you ever think that I loved you too?"

"Why are you doing this to me?" I cried, slunking down to the ground in hopeless sobs.

He pulled me into his warm embrace for comfort. "I do love you Gin. I always have."

I pulled away and stared at him doubtfully.

"You don't."

He smiled at him happily. 'I do, with all my heart."

He leaned in, pressing his lips against mine passionately, my tongue begging for entrance. We broke away, gasping for air as he reached up, touching my cheek with the side of his hand.

"I guess Paris isn't where the heart lays." I laughed.

"Gin?"

"Yes?" I asked, my heart leaping through my chest painfully.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

He pulled me into another passionate kiss and I smiled inwardly.

The End! Maybe... Ha!