Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter; I am just borrowing the characters and twisting them in my own demented little way.
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Blue Flowers of Celestial Years
Chapter 18: "Always By Your Side"
Ginny could not believe the final year was finally at her grasp. She still loved Hogwarts, but she could not believe that it took so little time to get to the point she is at right now.
The first thing the professors did when the seventh years got back was pile them with homework. There only excuse for it was "it is for your own good" or "you'll thank me later on in life."
Ginny, in Remus' class as usual, looked at the piles of paper on her desk, and wondered how the bloody hell all that homework was for her own good; or, best one yet, she wondered how she would be grateful that she had all those assignments to do.
Ginny sighed as she finished one assignment only to find out she still had more to do. She hit her forehead on the table a few times before going to the potions assignment.
Professor Snape assigned all the potions essays because he wanted to see how much the students remember thus far. Ginny skimmed the questions, and started with the first question:
1.What potion has the ingredients: dried nettles, crushed snake fangs, stewed horned slugs, and porcupine quills?
Ginny smiled to herself, and she wrote down:
Boil Cure Potion
One thing Ginny had to credit Professor Snape on was his thoroughness with his seventh years; he made sure they new every potion ever invented because it was vital to their future career. His students would not be in his class their seventh year if it was not.
"How are your assignments going?"
Ginny looked up, smiling at Remus.
"They're giving me 'final year' headaches."
"I'm sure you can think of a simple headache potion."
Ginny scowled playfully.
"Yes, but then I would have to make it, and I don't have the ingredients for it."
"I'm sure Severus would let you borrow some."
Ginny snorted in disbelief and got back to her potions assignment. She needed all the notes and reviewing she could for her N.E.W.Ts this year.
The final year is always the one that gives students the most hell.
"I hate N.E.W.T.s!" Ginny cried, looking over her previous years of notes. She marveled at her first year hand writing, wondering how anyone, including Tom, could have read her handwriting.
"Well, they're necessary, Gin-Gin; the Ministry has to make sure you're qualified for your career."
"Yes, I know. Plus, for those who are becoming Healers, we have to work under a qualified Healer for two years before we can go into the field itself."
"I'm sure Madam Pomphry would love for you to work under her."
Ginny laughed, shaking her head.
"I'm sure she would love to shove most of the trouble makers over to me; it'll be her excuse to retire."
Remus laughed to himself, idly playing with the Spirit Guider that Ginny gave to him as a present for Christmas. After the winter holidays, and into the summer holidays, Remus turned the symbol into a necklace, which he wears every day.
During his classes, he hides the symbol under his robes; but when he is with Ginny, he displays the symbol freely. Remus was very sure that if Ginny's mother, Mrs. Weasley, found out about their secret relationship, she would hunt him down with every silver piece she owned.
"Name five ways of telling the difference between a wolf and a werewolf." Ginny said as she read it from her paper.
She looked up, smiling mischievously at Remus.
"Gee, I wonder how..." Ginny exclaimed sarcastically before she laughed.
Remus laughed with Ginny as he picked up a letter from the Order. It was sent first class, which meant that it was very important.
Remus turned the letter over, broke the wax seal, and then he opened it. As he read the words, his face grew more and more solemn, which Ginny noticed.
"What's wrong, Remus?" she asked, walking over to his desk.
"Voldemort... he now has the Giants on his side."
"I don't understand how the Giants could think that they would ever benefit from V-Voldemort." Ginny breathed, finally saying the Dark Lord's name for the first time.
Remus did a double take, and then smiled at her encouragingly.
"I mean," Ginny continued. "After the War, if he gains power, then he would just kill the Giants because he considers them lower beings. So why are they fighting for him?"
"Voldemort is very deceptive and he has a way of persuading people. That is his ultimate power: persuasion."
Ginny shook her head solemnly.
"These truly are the 'Celestial years.'"
"What do you mean?" Remus asked, tilting his head to the side in curiosity.
"Celestial years, remember? Blue Flowers of Celestial Years."
Remus nodded, telling Ginny he knew what she was talking about.
"Celestial years meaning the peaceful years just before chaos comes. These are the Celestial years."
"Ah, now I understand."
Ginny tried to read the letter over Remus' shoulder, but she could not because of the angle she was standing at.
"What else does the letter say?"
".... That's it; just that Voldemort had the Giants on his side." Remus hesitated.
"Remus, please tell me."
Again Remus hesitated, but he finally gave in with a sigh.
"After the holidays, I have to go with Moody to convince the werewolves to come fight with us."
Ginny's face became blank as her brain processed the new information:
If Remus is going away to convince the other werewolves like himself to come join their side, and they do not want to, they could possibly kill both Remus and Moody. This, therefore, means that Remus could loose his life.
Ginny started to shake, and her heart started to pound in fear for him.
"Ginny, are you alright?" Remus asked, touching her gently on her face. "You look extremely pale."
Ginny barely nodded, still trembling.
"No, you're not." Remus said, standing up. "What's wrong?"
"You-You could loose... your life." Ginny choked, her eyes filled up with tears.
Remus finally understood and he sighed, and hugged Ginny.
"Gin-Gin, I promise I'll be careful; please don't worry."
"I can't help but worry, Remus." Ginny sniffed, holding him as tight as possible. "I can't help but worry about you; anything can happen to you during the mission."
Remus also held Ginny tighter.
"I have to do this for the Order; for the whole Wizarding World."
Ginny sniffed and nodded, but still worried about him. Anyone in love would worry about their loved one if they were putting themselves in danger.
"Just... please be careful."
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For the first time in her life, Ginny actually wished for the holidays to never come; but, like all things, the holidays did come, and at a fast pace.
At breakfast, just before the students packed up to leave, Ginny sat with her only remaining friend, Colin Creevy.
It was then that an old, feeble owl came flying in, carrying a heavy basket with a letter attached to it.
Errol tumbled down onto the table, dropping the basket in the process; thankfully, it was well wrapped.
Ginny frowned a bit at the Weasley family owl, knowing that he desperately needed to retire, but her parents were unable to do so. She vowed to buy them a good, young owl with her first pay check so that poor Errol could finally have his well deserved retirement.
"Just hold on a little while longer, Errol." Ginny told the owl as she got the basket from him.
Opening the wrapping was a challenge before Ginny could finally get it off, seeing the many different Christmas treats in it.
Did her mother still think she was still eleven or twelve.
Still, Ginny had to admit it was great to know that her mum was still thinking about her. She grabbed the letter, broke the seal, and read the writing:
Dear Ginny,
I hope you like the treats I got you. I just want you to know that I am still planning the Christmas party, and I hope you can come as well.
Love you,
Mum
Ginny sighed, folding the letter back up, and considered the offer. She did not, however, want Remus to be alone for the holidays when it could, possibly, be his last Christmas...
Ginny shook her head, willing herself to forget that possibility for now. That was when an idea came to her; a brilliant idea that she did not know why she did not think of.
Yet Ginny would have to ask him after her classes.
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"Remus, I have a wonderful idea!"
"And good evening to you, too, darling." Remus said with a smirk.
"Hello, good evening." Ginny greeted in a rush. "I have a wonderful idea!"
"Oh; and what is that?"
"First, when is the next full moon?"
"In the middle of January, after the holidays, and also before I leave." Remus replied, looking at his calender.
"Okay; my mum is having a Christmas party, I want to go, but I don't want to leave you here alone for the holidays. So, I was wondering if you would like to come to the Burrow for the Christmas party."
Remus' eyebrows rose.
"I don't know, Ginny; is it alright with Molly?"
"I have yet to write her to ask her about it; but I'm sure she'll agree. I mean, this is my mum we're talking about."
"Yes, it is Molly we're talking about." Remus said, rolling his eyes.
"I don't mean how she is the rest of the seasons. I'm talking about how my mum is on the holidays; she doesn't like it when someone is alone during that time."
Remus shrugged his shoulders.
"How are you going to ask you mum to invite me to the Christmas party without revealing our relationship?"
"Oh, I have my ways." Ginny replied with an evil smirk.
"You are so evil, my Gin-Gin." Remus laughed, holding Ginny in his arms.
"You want to know how evil I am?" Ginny asked, her smirk becoming more evil.
"Yes, I do." Remus replied as Ginny herded them towards his bedroom.
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Ginny sent a letter to her mother the next day, and her mother approved of Remus coming over to the Burrow to celebrate with everyone else.
Apparently, not only was her whole family going to be there, but Harry, Hermione (who was basically family), and now Remus as well.
Ginny and Remus packed their belongings and boarded the Hogwarts Express, heading to Platform 9 ¾ where Arthur and Molly Wealsey would be waiting for them.
"You know," Remus began. "This is the first time in a good while that I have spent Christmas holidays with a family."
"What about your own?" Ginny asked, pocketing her snow gloves.
"My parents have passed away, and I don't have any siblings. So I haven't celebrated Christmas with anyone besides myself for a while."
Ginny wanted to hug Remus in comfort, but because the compartment doors were transparent she could not do it. Instead, she merely smiled to comfort him.
"Well, this is going to be a good Christmas for both of us." she said with confidence.
Remus smiled and nodded in agreement.
"Yes, I believe it will be."
At Platform 9 ¾, Arthur and Molly Weasley were waiting for both Ginny and Remus, as expected. As soon as she saw her daughter, Molly ran to Ginny and suffocated her with her powerful arms.
"Mum... can't breathe..." Ginny choked, barely able to hug her mother back.
"Oh, Ginny, it's so good to have you spend the holidays with us." Molly cried, and then looked at the professor. "It's also good that you are spending it with us as well, Remus."
"And I am happy to be spending Christmas with you and your family, Molly." Remus replied after shaking Arthur's hand.
Molly promptly hugged Remus in a motherly hug; Remus felt a stab of guilt because he was having a physical relationship with her daughter, whom was twenty years younger than himself.
"Well, let's not stand here waiting for the snow to melt." Molly exclaimed after releasing Remus. "Let's get your trunks."
Ginny knew by Remus' face that he was feeling guilty, so as her parents' backs were turned, she briefly touched his hand.
Remus looked at Ginny and that was enough to ward away his guilt a little. He gave her a small smile as he got his trunk, and Arthur got Ginny's trunk.
The Ministry let Arthur Weasley use their cars because of the Ford Anglia still running wild around the Forbidden Forest; Ginny doubted that the car would ever come back.
All four of them were squished into the back seat of the car; Ginny was practically on Remus' lap... not that she minded.
"Mum, have you been putting on a little weight?" Ginny laughed as she leaned forward in her seat so she could look at her mother.
Molly flushed in either embarrassment, anger, or both, but it was enough to get a nervous reaction out of Ginny.
"I'm only jesting, mum; I'm only jesting." Ginny laughed nervously. "It's probably dad who put on a couple of pounds."
"Yes, she's right, dear." Arthur laughed heartily, patting his wife on her shoulder.
Molly snorted, and straightened out in her seat so she was more comfortable.
"Now you two," Molly began. "When we get to the Burrow, I must warn you, with the extra people there, it's going to be a bit crowded, alright?"
Remus and Ginny nodded, so Molly continued.
"Bill and Charlie will be sharing a room, Fred and George will be sharing a room, of course, Percy, Ron and Harry will be sharing a room--"
"Hold on!" Ginny interrupted with a gaping mouth. "Percy is sharing a room with Ron and Harry? Did he agree to it?"
"He suggested it." Arthur said. "As a matter of fact, he's become more... happy since he came back into our lives; he's become more childish and easy-going. I know it doesn't sound like him, but I think he missed us more than we gave him credit for."
Ginny smiled warmly as she thought of Percy hanging around Fred and George, cracking jokes about nonsense.
"Yet he always knows when to become serious." Molly pointed out. "Ginny, you are sharing a room with Hermione, and Remus... do you mind the couch."
"Oh, I don't mind." Remus answered honestly.
"Are you sure? I feel terrible for leaving you on that old thing--" Molly exclaimed.
"Honestly, Molly, I'll be alright." Remus replied, placing a hand on her shoulder. "It can't be more uncomfortable than my bed."
Remus and Ginny laughed nervously about the little joke. Ginny mentally slapped herself; can they get any more obvious?
"Well, alright; if you say it is fine, then alright."
For the rest of the ride home, the three older adults were talking about adult things and such; it made Ginny feel so young and childish rather than a seventeen year old.
When they got to the Burrow, Ginny got out of the car, only to be bombarded by big brothers.
"Ginny!" they cried as if they had not seen her in years as they ran towards her.
Suddenly, Ginny felt her body being squeezed by powerful arms; it was Charlie. Her brothers took turns hugging her and she hugged them back as the boys practically dragged her to the house.
Remus laughed as he rolled his trunk to the house, Arthur in tow with Ginny's trunk. As soon as the three adults entered the house, it was as if everyone was a child again; they were bouncing around with energy, the twins wanting their sister to try out a new product, and she was hesitating.
It was truly what a family was supposed to be like.
"Just set your trunk over there, Remus." Molly said, pointing to the corner next to the couch.
Molly and Arthur proceeded to carry Ginny's trunk up to her room.
At the sound of Remus' name, all the Weasley boys looked up and started to come up and greet him in a more mature manner.
Remus greeted back, and Fred and George came up to him holding out something that looked like a candy; a muggle, black liquorish jelly bean.
"Try it--" Fred coaxed.
"--We want to see--" George started.
"--What effect it might have on you." the finished in unison.
"It doesn't have silver in it, does it?" Remus joked, knowing the twins would never purposely poison him.
"No, it doesn't have silver--" Fred started.
"--Because we want to make sure you're alive so we can see the effects." George finished with a nod.
"Well that makes me feel better." Remus said, popping the candy in his mouth, and chewing carefully.
Just then, Harry and Hermione came downstairs; Harry was wearing a knowing smile like he knew a secret that no one else knew, and he patted Ron on the shoulder. Whether it was greeting or encouragement, Ginny did not know what it was.
Suddenly, Fred and George started snorting and Remus blinked in confusion. George gave the professor a shaving mirror.
"Look at your teeth." Fred and George said in unison, both laughing.
Remus looked at his teeth; he only saw an eighth of an inch of them before he slapped a hand over his mouth, his eyes wide.
Everyone roared with laughter, and even Remus managed a laugh with his hand still over his mouth; the candy turned poor Remus' teeth as black as ink.
"Fred, George; give him the antidote!" Ginny demanded with her hands on her hips.
"Aw, mum, you're no fun." Fred mocked, which made Ginny frown even more.
"Come on, you two." Ginny demanded again. "Do you know how popular Professor Lupin is? All the girls love him; imagine how damaged his reputation would be if he went back with black teeth."
"All the girls love him, huh?" Bill laughed, making Remus blush and shake his head negatively.
"Come on, guys; please?" Ginny begged, putting on the 'innocent baby sister' look that was guarantee to make her brothers, and father, melt.
"Oh, Fred, George, give Professor Lupin the antidote." Charlie exclaimed, nudging the twins.
Fred and George looked at each other and shrugged. George handed Remus a white-colored looking jelly bean, and he promptly popped it in his mouth, chewing it carefully as well.
"Now take a look." George said, handing the shaving mirror back to him.
Remus cautiously looked at his teeth, relieved that they were back to pearly-white again.
"Thanks you two." Remus thanked, handing the mirror back to the twins. "Wait a minute; that doesn't have any time thing on it which will make the black ink come back on the persons' teeth, does it?"
Fred and George suddenly looked enlightened.
"That's a great idea!" Fred exclaimed, taking out a pad of paper and a feather quill and taking notes.
"Thanks for the idea, Professor!" George exclaimed, herding his twin toward their 'laboratory.'
"There they go again." Percy groaned, putting a hand on his forehead. "I just hope they don't use me for their experiments again."
"What happened last time?" Ginny asked, wondering why everyone, save for Remus, suddenly started laughing again.
Percy blushed and stumbled with his words.
"W-Well, apparently, back when they were in their seventh year, they were making something and testing it on themselves."
"The one where they got boils in the unmentionable places?" Ron asked, remembering their conversation before Angela started a speech to the Quidditch team.
"Y-Yes, that one." Percy started again. "They said that they fixed the problem, but apparently not. They were sure about one thing, though; it does make sitting down a right pain in the--"
"Everyone, clear out of the kitchen." Molly said, moving her hands in a shooing motion. "I have cooking to do."
"Thank you for this." Remus thanked again.
Before Molly could say anything, Bill slapped Remus on his back rather roughly; if it had been a normal person, they would have started crying, but Remus, being werewolf, was not effected by it.
"Oh, Remus, please stop being so modest." Bill demanded, herding him towards the living room.
"Psst, Ginny."
Ginny looked around, her eyes landing on Hermione. The bushy-haired woman was motioning with her hand to follow her.
Curious, Ginny followed Hermione all the way up to her own room that they will be sharing for the time being.
"What is it?" Ginny asked as Hermione secured the door and put silencing charms around the room.
Hermione turned to the redhead, her face was gleaming, and her smile was so bright that Ginny was almost blinded.
"Ginny, I have the most wonderful news that I just had to tell only you... well, I also told Harry, too; but please swear to me that you won't tell a soul, okay?"
Ginny nodded, wondering what was so wonderful.
"Ron is already talking about it to your father right now, but--"
"--Hermione, please tell me before the suspense kills me!"
"Okay, here goes..."
Hermione took in a deep breath before blurting out:
"Ron asked me to marry him!"
Ginny's jaw went slack, and she blinked a couple of times.
"What do you think?" Hermione asked, her face holding high hopes.
"Do you know what my mum is going to say?" was the only thing Ginny could say.
"Yes, I know she is going to say we're too young, that we should wait some more, but I have never been patient. I love Ron, and I want to marry him, and--"
"Woah, woah, woah." Ginny stopped the other woman with a raised hand. "That is the speech you should wait to give my mum. I, however, wish you and my brother the best of luck."
"Oh, Ginny, thank you so much!" Hermione cried as she hugged her.
Ginny hugged back, truly happy for Hermione.
"When are you going to announce it?" Ginny asked after Hermione pulled back.
"Well, Ron wanted to wait until Christmas day, but, like I said, I've never been very patient. So, we are going to announce it tonight. I was just forewarning you so you don't fall out of your chair."
Ginny gulped; they were going to announce it so soon? She did not doubt that her dad was giving Ron a few shots of fire whiskey to steady him for their mother.
"I hope you're ready for it." Ginny warned.
"Oh, don't worry, I'm sure they'd approve."
I hope so. Ginny thought before they exited the room.
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Ginny was nervous the whole time the family ate dinner. Not only was she anticipating the huge announcement, but she was seated in the worst seat imaginable for her; between Harry and Remus.
Ginny ate with her right hand as her left hand's fingers fiddled with her ring, twirling it around and around her 'married finger.'
"Um, hem," Ron started, standing up nervously, almost knocking over the table. "I-I have an announcement to make..." he picked up a glass that was filled with water, his nervous, clumsy hands almost dropped it.
Hermione smiled brightly and also picked up a glass filled with water, also standing up. That was when Ginny noticed the large, blue rock on Hermione's hand; bloody hell, it was expensive!
Ginny's fingers felt the small, simple, but precious, white diamond that rested on the gold band around her finger. She looked at Remus, looking that the couple with an almost knowing smile; Ginny smiled as well, now feeling silly about almost feeling jealous about Hermione.
"We have an announcement to make." Ron started again, nodding towards Hermione.
"We're getting married!" Hermione exclaimed in utter happiness; the glowing around her face was starting to annoy Ginny.
There was not a word uttered, everyone's faces, who did not know, or had a hunch, was slacked and looking at the couple; until...
"You're both too young!"
Ron sighed, as did Ginny and the rest of the family, knowing that Molly Weasley would say something like that.
"Mum," Ron started. "I love Hermione; I want to marry her."
"But you're both--"
"Mum," Ginny started gently. "We know that Ron is your last son, and we know you only want what is best for him like any mother would; but Ron is now eighteen and deeply in love with Hermione. We both have seen the way he looks at her, and a love like that is rare."
Everyone nodded in agreement, allowing Ginny to continue.
"You love Hermione like another daughter, and we all love her like another sister. Well, here's our chance to officially make her part of the family."
There was silence again as Molly thought over what her daughter said.
"Okay, who are you, and where is the real Ginny?" Ron asked, making everyone laugh.
Molly suddenly stood up, holding a glass in her hand; she held it up.
"To many happy years and much luck." she said, raising the glass some more.
Everyone cheered and clapped as they congratulated the new fiancees. Ginny suddenly felt a stab of jealousy again; no one would approve of her and Remus' relationship, no matter how hard she tried to convince them, no matter how many powerful words she used, they just would never be approved of.
Ginny had to hold on to the table to keep herself from jumping up and telling everyone she has been having a physical relationship with her teacher for almost a year.
Then Ginny was sure that her family would dawn their silver weapons and hunt poor Remus down.
Ginny felt a soft nudge on her ribs and she turned to look at Remus.
What is wrong? His face expression asked her.
Ginny smiled and shook her head, trying to brush off her feelings of jealously. Was she such a horrible girl that she could not even be happy for her brother and her soon-to-be sister-in-law?
Now, Ginny's mood switched to being jealous at Hermione, to angry at herself. How dare she feel like this towards Hermione when she had always been like a sister to her! Did she even have that right?
Ginny suddenly stood up, surprising everyone.
"I have to go to the bathroom; I don't feel very well." she explained pathetically.
"Ginny, are you feeling alright?" Molly asked, checking her daughter for a fever. "You feel a little warm."
"I'm fine; I just need to use the lavatory."
Ginny's vision suddenly blurred when a horrible, sick feeling came into her stomach, causing her to lurch. She slapped a hand over her mouth and ran as quickly as she could to the bathroom.
When she got there, Ginny leaned over the toilet, lurching; her dinner soon went into to bowl.
What was wrong with her?
"Ginny?"
Ginny looked at Hermione standing in the doorway, looking highly concerned. Ginny lurched, and threw up again in the bowl.
"I'm sorry I ruined your announcement." Ginny apologized.
"You didn't, Ginny." Hermione said gently as she held Ginny's red hair back to keep it out of her face, and out of the bowl.
"I feel stupid." Ginny whispered, holding her stomach.
"You shouldn't, Gin; you just got a bit sick, that's all."
Ginny shook her head; should she tell Hermione she is highly jealous of her, and that it is making her ill? Should she tell Hermione that she is the reason she is throwing up her half digested dinner?
Should Ginny tell Hermione that for almost a year she had been having a physical relationship with a grown man, and to top it all off with a cherry, a werewolf?
"Hermione..."
"What?" Hermione asked gently.
"Nothing..." Ginny finished, shaking her head.
Once again, Ginny lurched and the rest of her dinner went into the bowl.
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Molly Weasley quickly made Ginny a bowl of Pepper-up soup and sent her to bed with her ears steaming.
Why is it that whenever she was not sick, people would always make her take Pepper-up potions? Percy made her take some when there was a cold epidemic at Hogwarts during her first year, and now her mother is making her take some when she is not ill.
At least, Ginny did not think she is.
Ginny laid in her bed listening to the laughter and celebration downstairs, the steam coming from her ears had lessened to wisps of steam that vented out of her ears every now and then.
After the celebration died down, and everyone went to bed, Ginny waited an hour before getting up and heading downstairs. She did not step on the squeaky stairs in fear of waking someone up, and she knew where every noisy stair was because she lived in the house for seventeen years.
When Ginny reached downstairs, she headed for the living room where Remus was sleeping. He was wrapped up in several blankets, no doubt the work of Molly, and he breathing was peaceful, even.
Ginny reached a hand out and gently touched his face. Remus' eyes shot open, and his gaze snapped to Ginny. It took him a few seconds to process that it was Ginny beside him, and Remus blinked in curiosity.
"Aren't you supposed to be asleep?" Remus asked in a whisper. "You are ill, right?"
"No, I am not ill." Ginny replied, also whispering.
"The lavatory begs to differ." Remus chuckled in low volume.
Ginny could not muster the strength to frown at her mate, so instead, she promptly hugged him.
"Ginny, anyone can walk in here." Remus said nervously.
"They won't catch us because no one is fully awake when coming downstairs, and they always step on the stairs that creek."
Remus was only half reassured as he hugged Ginny back, and he cautiously sniffed the air, trying to get a reading on other scents coming into the room.
"Remus... I-I'm jealous of... Hermione."
"What?"
"I'm jealous of Hermione."
Remus was silent as his tired mind tried to comprehend what his mate was trying to tell him.
"You're jealous of Miss Granger?" Remus repeated.
Ginny nodded into his chest.
"Why would you be jealous of her?"
"She... she is excepted without doubt into my family, whereas you would never be excepted, and our relationship would never be approved of. I'm jealous that Ron and Hermione's relationship was approved of so quickly yet... we would never be approved; not by my family, nor society."
Remus' arms tightened slightly around Ginny, and he placed his head on top of her head.
"Ginny... I'm sorry I didn't tell you what you were getting into before our relationship deepened."
Ginny put a finger on his lips.
"Don't you dare apologize; I knew what I was getting into before you got into a relationship with me. This is not your fault; it's not anybody's fault."
"Gin-Gin..."
"Where do you think we will be ten years from now?"
Remus paused; he never thought of the years post the Second War, so he never thought of the possibility of anything.
"I honestly don't know; where do you think we'll be ten years from now?"
Ginny looked at Remus' crystal-blue eyes as she took out the Spirit Guidance symbol from out of his shirt.
"I will be in your arms," Ginny said as she slowly traced her fingers over the gold lines. "I will bare your children, they will go to Hogwarts, and we will live the rest of our lives in the country; away from narrow-minded, prejudice people who try with all their strength to oppress us."
Remus gave Ginny a small smile, wondering if it was going to be like that. Ginny kissed his lips, her palm rested over the Spirit Guider.
"You are the light in my dark world; my Soul Guider." Ginny whispered against his lips. "You are my warmth when I am cold, my sight when I'm blind, and the beat that makes my heart pound."
Remus' fingers laced through Ginny's blood-red hair; each strand felt like silk.
"I want to have your child."
Remus paused, blinking at Ginny.
"Of course not now," Ginny continued. "But sometime in the future when things are less chaotic, and unpredictable."
"Ginny..."
"I don't care what other people will think of us; I want to have your children."
"Ginny, I..." Remus started to deny Ginny any children until he looked at her bright, hopeful brown eyes. "I want you to have my children, too."
Ginny's eyes brightened even more, and her smile widened. She leaned forward, placing a kiss on Remus' soft lips.
"Now that I think about it," Ginny whispered against Remus' lips. "I don't care about having a big, flashy wedding; just as long as I know that you will always be beside me, I will always be happy."
Remus nodded, capturing Ginny's lips one last time.
"I will always be by your side."
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The holidays were over much too quickly for both Ginny and Remus, and they found themselves back at Hogwarts once again.
Before they knew it, the time came for Remus to leave with Moody.
Hours before the sun came up on the horizon, Remus stood outside in the snow, waiting for Moody to finish his conversation with Headmaster Dumbledore.
Ginny snuck downstairs, knowing Filtch was asleep by this time, and snuck around the corner. She saw Remus waiting, his back to her, and she hid behind the stone wall.
Remus suddenly saw something fly passed him and land in front of him. He looked down at his feet and saw a blue flower resting on one of his snow boots.
Remus picked it up and twirled it around between his finger and thumb as he looked behind him. He saw Ginny smile at him, giving him a wink, and he returned both the smile and the wink.
Just then, Moody came up, grumbling about nonsense as he put on his snow glove. He looked at his companion and nodded.
"Well," Moody exclaimed, placing a hand on Remus' shoulder. "We're not getting anywhere just standing here."
"Are the other Aurors coming as well."
"Yes, they're waiting for us at the entrance of the Forbidden Forest."
And Ginny watched Remus walk away into unknown danger, neither knowing if they would ever see each other again.
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AN: I'm sorry for the wait without updating, and if the humor in this fic has been bland; I've been a bit depressed because this is the last Christmas I'll be spending with my mother. Then, after that, in Janurary, I will be moving back to California.
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LupinFan227: I thought long and hard about what you said, and you are right. I was laughing off the person who gave me that review. How do you take down a review? Please tell me! I looked at the 'remove reviews' and it said that they can not remove signed in reviews. Well, that sucks. Thank you for your review!
aikakone: Okay, I admit it; I don't know what a true flame is. Can you please give me an example? All I was trying to do was laugh the review off (or just shrug my shoulders at it). There are plenty of other stories I have read that I wish had more reveiws; like "Chainless Soul," and many others. The only reason I have the number of reviews I do is because I have close to twenty chapters; that is the only reason. As for a betta, there is not anyone I know who has the time to read over it. Maybe when I move to California I will know someone who knows proper English (because english is obviously not my subject of strength; Japanese is), and will be willing to read over. Also, what is "pussyfooting?" I do not want people to always agree with me. In fact, I prefer it if they do not (which is why I love getting reviews from you). Thank you for your review!
Elora Nova: Ooooh!!! Where can I go read your fan fictions??? I want to read them!!! I'll try to "paint the scene" a some more... I just have to connect with my emotions, which is kind of difficult, but I'll manage. Thank you for your review!
Elizabeth Turner: Well, I'm glad you're happy again! Thank you for your review!
neni potter: Sadly, as stated in this chapter, Remus and Ginny's relationship would never be accepted. Thank you for your review!
Cerdwyn3: (authoress is a bit shocked that you spoke up for her) T-Thank you... (insert wide eyes here) Also, about the pregnancy case... it might happen. (evil grin) However, I do not like rape as well. If there are any rape fics I try to avoid them (goodness knows how many 'rape Hermione' fan fics there are out there), but sometimes that is a way for some people to come to terms with what happened to them; even if it is through fan fics. Thank you for your review!
Rosalind Carelli: I love your reviews because they can make me laugh, and end the day in a positive way. Yup, she's a fox (at least in my fic; we readers have no idea what she is in the canon). Thank you for your review!
Dangerous Soul: Oh, I went to that web sight (at least I think it was you who told me), and it is great! All the Harry Potter information we ever want to know! Thank you! I just hope I still get those books for Christmas. Thank you for your review!
Tante: I know my chapters are not that dark... yet. I'm just trying to step away from the humor gradually so there is not this big "emotional downfall." There is a fan fiction I am making after this fic and its sequel, that is about Ginny's dark soul. Everything in it is dark and it keeps getting darker. Any way, I have read "Forever Alive" and I think it is the best Harry Potter fic to date. I wonder if Mrs. Rowling has read it. I will try to discribe the emotions the characters are feeling without making it too long. Thank you for your review!
Branmuffinpower: Oh, there you are! I was wondering where you were because I didn't see your review and I was starting to think that maybe this fic was starting to suck and I just want you to know how much your review means to me! (takes a deep breath) So, your reviews really do mean a lot to me. I think it's 'woot'; I'm not too sure, either. Yes, the fic is coming to a close... then the sequel. You won't believe what I named Remus and Ginny's-- (authoress stops herself) Oh, um... please keep reading! Thank you for your review!