Authors note: I'm sorry that it took so long for me to update but I've been really busy.
Any way I hope you all like the story! Useful criticism would help but don't be harsh!
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Ginny woke up in a dark dull place.
'Where am I?' she asked herself. She took a look around.
It was messy. A combination of men and women's clothing laid clatter all over the floor.
Ginny blushed as she remembered that the women's clothing were hers.
A few posters of Quidditch players were on the walls. Ginny couldn't tell who they were because it was really dark. Across the large spacious room lay a desk. A wand was in the middle of it with quite a few papers and a few weird, still pictures.
Ginny remembered the time when she thought that those still pictures were dark magic when she first saw one of Lily's life before Hogwarts. It took a long time and effort on Harry and Hermione's behalf to convince her otherwise.
Beyond the papers were two pictures. One of them was a picture of Ron, Hermione and Harry when they were seventeen. Ron's arm was draped over Hermione's shoulders while Hermione was smiling and rolling her eyes. Harry was behind them giving them bunny ears once in a while. Every few minutes they would all collapse in laughter.
'That must have been taken a few months after Harry defeated Voldermort.' Ginny realized, shivering a little by remembering Voldermort. She smiled at the happy look on Harry's face.
The other picture was of Harry's parents wedding day. James was waving with his hair in all directions. It was obvious where Harry got his looks and hair. Arm in arm with him was Lily, alive with happiness. Next to James laughing was Sirius.
'Poor people,' Ginny thought with certain sadness. 'They never knew how their lives would end. They never got to see Harry grow up.'
Suddenly it hit her that there was two pictures that were both related to Harry on the desk. As she looked around the room once again she realized that it was familiar. With dread she felt her body.
'No cloths!' Ginny started panicking.
She slowly lowered her head. Her heart froze when she was a Harry's sheet. A groan startled her put of her dazed stupor. She turned and saw a naked Harry covered only by sheets next to her.
"No," she whimpered. Like a flood yesterday night came rushing in.
She relaxed a little then got out of bed. Silently and as quickly as she could she gathered her cloths and put them on. She left the room without waking Harry up. As she was in the living room she took a quick glance at the watch on the counter. It was seven in the morning.
"Why me?" she asked to no one.
She left the apartment and went across the hall to get into her apartment. Once again a pang went through her heart as she saw the empty apartment. But this time it was because of relief.
"I never thought I would ever this happy because of Hermione leaving." She said aloud knowing that Hermione would want a full explanation to why she was at Harry's all night.
She closed and locked the door behind her and went to bed.
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"Ohhh," Harry groaned aloud. His head was killing him. 'That's what I get for drinking a galleon of beer.' With his eyes closed he walked over to his desk and grabbed his wand. He cast a sobering charm on himself. As soon as he did that flashes of last night came rushing back.
"Was it real or just a wonderful dream?" He asked himself. He couldn't tell.
"I'll talk to Ginny later." He decided before he started to prepare for the day.
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"What do I do what do I do?" Ginny asked herself over and over again in her bedroom.
She looked at the clock beside her bed on the bedside table. It was ten. Exactly two hours since she woke up and eleven hours since she saw Harry brooding.
"Why does everything always happen to me?"
Suddenly her cell phone rang. She answered it without looking at the screen.
"Hello."
"Ginny," came in Doug's voice.
"What is it?" she asked with spite and anger obvious in her voice.
"Ginny I'm really sorry for last night."
"Then why did you do it?"
"She seduced me I…"
"Just answer the question."
"I wasn't me I was seduced!"
"Saying that your non-existent a yowie broke into your house and stole your home work is a better excuse than that." (AN: A yowie is one of those egg chocolates, you know like kinder surprise.)
"She is beautiful and…"
"You are not helping your self now!"
"She just came up and kissed me."
"Then why didn't you pull away? And you know the sad thing I was thinking of putting out that night."
"Really?"
"Yes Doug but I'm relieved that I didn't lose my virginity to some one like you!"
"What do you mean by some one like me?" anger was starting to show in his voice.
"A guy who cheats on his girlfriend."
"We weren't exclusive. This wasn't even serious!"
"Well thank you for informing me on that. Good bye Doug!" Ginny hung up and turned off the phone and threw it under her bed.
"Ginny one Doug zero," she said aloud.
'Why are you acting spiteful? You didn't even love Doug!'
"Shut up!" she said aloud.
"Ginny who are you talking to?" Harry's voice came from the living room.
"What are you doing here Harry?" Ginny didn't come out of her room.
"I asked first." He said in a playful tone from the other side of the door.
"Voice in my head, what are you doing here?" she said quickly.
"You know even in the wizarding world hearing voices isn't a good sign." Harry said quoting what Hermione said when he was twelve years old.
"What are you doing here Harry?" she asked again for the third time.
"I came here to talk about last night."
Ginny's blood suddenly went cold. "What about it?"
"We need to talk about what happened between us." He answered.
"Oh look at the time I need to visit Hermione," without a seconds hesitation she aparated in front of the wizard real estate agency that was holding her future house for her.
She went inside the large red building. A bell rang to inform people about her arrival.
She went up to the receptionist and politely asked for Mr. Roll.
An overweight balding man appeared.
"Oh, hello Miss Weasel." He greeted her.
"Weasley," Ginny corrected.
"Sorry Miss Weasley, come in to my office." She followed him through the small halls of the building.
After a few minutes they were in his office.
"I would like to buy the house on Alice st," she said politely.
"On yes that one." He said as he looked through his desk in a bored manner. He brought up papers and gave one to Ginny.
"Now if you point your wand to this you will be the owner of 24 Alice St." He said.
She eagerly pulled out her wand and muttered. "Signorus"
'Congratulations Mrs. Welasy." He said with a smile on his face. He pulled out the keys and gave it to her.
"You will be able to move into that house when ever you please."
Ginny thanked him and left.
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Harry sat down after he and Ron put Bill Wallop in Azkaban. Ron grunted and sat down next to him. Harry glanced at his watch and saw it was eleven at night.
"Ron, is Ginny avoiding me?" he asked suddenly.
"What are you going on about? Why would she avoid you?"
"Well I think last night we…" Harry paused to think whether he should tell a very overprotective brother who has the ability to break his bones in one second that he might have slept with his little sister.
"Never mind," Harry sighed.
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"It has a huge living room and the dining room and the kitchen are connected," Ginny said breathlessly to Hermione and Luna. "The best bit is that there are four bedrooms and they're all enormous. You should see the bathroom…"
"Ginny we get it!" Hermione said frantically. "Look I know your excited that you are moving in across the street but you don't' have to do a three way call at one in the morning!"
"H-H-Hermione," Luna tried to stifle a yawn, " Hermione is right we will get excited tomorrow."
They both hung up. Ginny sighed. Ever since five in the afternoon Ginny had been feeling sick. She tried to convince herself that it was just a cold but had a feeling that that wasn't it.
She started to feel sleepy but someone was knocking on the door. She got off her bed and opened it.
There stood Harry and he spoke the words Ginny had been dreading.
"Ginny, we need to talk."
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