Chapter 16: America

Harry sat in the office with his feet propped up on his desk. What was he supposed to be doing today? He checked his calendar. Nothing! What bliss! Earlier in the week Moody had hauled Ginny and Harry into his office to explain that the Reco's were disbanded. Something to do with a grilled cheese sandwich. Thanks for a job well done, but we really need you to be doing something else. It wasn't Harry's problem. There was only one problem, now that most of the old supporters were rounded up there wasn't too much left to do. However, the ministry was keeping up numbers in the Auror department so that the public could feel safe.

He looked over his feet at the pretty red head, filling out forms and humming some song under her breath. He couldn't tell her now, there was no reason to, she was happy, she was in love with this Mick fellow. Harry had done a full background check on him, he was clean, he was innocent, and he was rich.

Ginny sighed and put down her quill, she glanced over at Harry and noticed that he was staring at her, "What, do I have something on my robes?" She began to look at her shoulder.

Harry, laughed, "No, I was just thinking how lucky Mick is, if he breaks your heart I'll have to kill him." He added the last part very seriously. He picked up his mug and began sipping on some coffee. It was cold, but he really didn't mind that at the moment. He was a little bit distracted by the girl sitting in the room with him.

"Harry, really now, why would he do that. He wants to get married in America, where we'll be living! Isn't that romantic?" Her eyes got huge.

Harry spit out his drink. Showering his whole desk in cold coffee. "What!? What do you mean your moving!"

"Oh, I hadn't told you yet? Well a few days ago he mentioned he would like to get married with his family present, and they aren't wizards, so he wanted to have us go over there. Mum's not thrilled about it, but she said that if it's what I wanted..."

"What you wanted? How could you want that Ginny? He's making you move? Leave your friends, and your family? And leave this job you worked so hard to get? He's mad!" To say Harry was upset was an understatement, his blood was boiling!

"Harry, sometimes, when you love someone, you sacrifice certain things for them. And there's not much left to do at this job"

"That's bull Ginevra! You know it!" Harry hadn't' meant to use her real name, but he was shocked to his core. "We can both go back and teach at Hogwarts, wasn't Dumbledore telling us just yesterday at dinner he would love the four of us to do that?"

"YOU! HOW DARE YOU TELL ME WHAT'S BULL! YOUR SUCH A LIAR!" Ginny had stood up so fast her chair had knocked over. "You act like you know all about love, when you've never ever felt it! How can you sit there and act like I'm making all the wrong decisions! I'm finally feeling almost happy, I haven't felt this happy in years! Don't ruin it for me Harry. Don't act like I haven't thought through all my choices. Don't be a stick in the mud!"

Harry sighed, she was going to kill him, his heart may beat, but his soul was dying. He would rather take on a hundred Voldemorts than explain the complexity of his feelings for her. Yet she couldn't leave, not his Ginny. "You can't leave! Marry him, kill me and your family, but please, don't leave us." Harry stood up and walked in front of where she was standing. He stood there, he breathed slowly. "Please Ginny, don't leave."

"I see what the problem is." Ginny said it and Harry's heart leapt. Maybe she had skipped the Weasley trait of having to have things spelled out for her. "You think that by me leaving you won't be able to be my friend anymore! Harry you can come visit anytime you like. Mick doesn't hate you for punching him, really, it's okay." She went to hug him.

Harry didn't move. He didn't do anything, he just stood there. He let her hug him. The plan would never work. It couldn't she loved Mick, Harry had lost. There was no way he could get any attention from Ginny, if there was a hug for him here or there, he didn't mind.

"Gin?" Harry asked after she broke off the hug.

"What Harry?"

"Do you think you could help me with something, before you leave?"

"Anything Harry. What is it?"

"Well, remember a few weeks back, how Hermione and Ron pranked us?"

"What are you suggesting?"

Harry wrapped his arms around her and whispered in her ear exactly the way they were going to plan their revenge. It was strange that the soon to be married woman didn't even think to push him away.

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