Et Ruat Caelum

By:fiSh

Summary:

She had always been there for him. Then why did he feel like everything they shared was lost? Could it possibly be that she had meant those things when they had broken apart? No matter how much he wanted to he couldn't change the past but he could only hope for it to turn out better.

Disclaimer:

Nopety Nope… don't own it.. Just the plottypus.. haha… im in a weird mood… I just watched our dvd copy of the Incredibles and I do look like Kari the babysitter… hahahaha…im dying… it's the heat.. im soo00oo weird..

Chapter 9

Adsum

"Ginger… Ginger," his cold voice cooed in the dark sending shivers up her spine, "I told you, you couldn't hide from me." She felt him inch closer, she was sweating. She tried to scream but nothing came out, tears dripped down her cheeks as he covered her mouth with his hand. He pressed his figure against her and she felt disgusted as she tried to wrench away from him. He only pulled her back even harder that she could scarcely breathe.

"Hush little Ginger don't you cry…" came his voice, his breath tickling her ear making her cringe in fear. He ran his hand over her arms and kissed her neck. She screamed but his other hand muffled it.

Sitting up abruptly as sweat covered her entire body Ginny took in a shaky breath trying hard not to wake her daughter she ran out of the room. Closing the bathroom door behind her she turn on the tap to wash her face. Letting the cool water calm her she sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror. Her braids had gone into a messy array with several red strands sticking out. Licking her dry lips she closed her eyes and walked out of the bathroom. She quietly walked down the steps, careful not to wake anyone, and into the kitchen. Pouring herself a cool glass of water as she sat on the kitchen table. Just then the warm fire light being emitted from the living room caught her eye, someone was in there or someone left it on. Pursing her lips, she put down her glass and made her way to the living room.

His shadows danced against the white walls of the living room as he stared into the fire. His messy black hair outlined with the reflection of the light being emitted from the fireplace. She leaned against the doorframe and watched his silent soliloquy as a memory reeled through her mind.

"Why her?" Ron asked impatiently giving Dumbledore a hard stare, "She's only sixteen, she's not ready for this. I mean why not Hermione or Cho or someone anyone! Why Ginny? She could die! She's the only girl and she's the youngest so why her?" he slammed his fist into the table. Dumbledore gave him a small smile as if he was happy to see Ron's reaction and it perturbed Harry.

"I'm glad to see you care for your sister so much," Dumbledore said easily, "But she is the only one who can perform it. I have no doubt in your sister and she has my utmost faith. I believe she can do it."

"I don't care! Why her!" Ron kicked the chair making Hermione jump a bit her eyes getting glassy.

"Voldemort can only be stopped by one thing and one thing alone. He was born without the ability to love and his heart has grown cold ever since, love is his only weakness. Ginny's filled with it. Love for her family, her friends, her school work, her life, her teachers, everything and most especially Harry."

"They've broken up, it could destroy her!" Ron said his breathing heavy and fast.

"Ginny is a very extraordinary girl, she has powers beyond her imagination and when used right she will undoubtedly succeed. When the decretum spell is performed she only needs to recite the incantation. But to be able to perform it properly she has to share her blood with Harry's. I don't really know what they call it but in the book the exact instructions were. They would use the sword of Gryffindor slash their palms and rub it together. Then after that process is completed they have to drip their blood into a cup with their hands still intertwined and drink from that cup. That's all it takes, that and a lot of love." Dumbledore sighed as he leaned into his chair looking at Ron through his half moon glasses.

"I don't know…" Ron sighed as he sat back into the chair feeling drained. Hermione looked at him as tears fell down his face, "I'm not prepared to lose my sister."

"Ron, you would gladly do the same thing for Harry too." Hermione whispered, "Ginny's no different from you. We all know that she's the only one who can do this. She has faced Voldemort and managed to come out alive. She holds something in her heart far greater than anyone in this world can imagine and she' die for Harry if it meant keeping us alive." Hermione said sadly, knowing what she said wasn't totally correct and wouldn't do anything to soothe Ron but it was true. Ginny would willingly throw herself in front of a train if it meant keeping them alive, especially Harry.

Harry had sat there in silence as he thought about Ginny.

"I'll do it." Came a voice from the door she had been listening all the while, her face calm and her eyes cold and emotionless. Harry looked up at her his eyes widening in shock.

"Are you sure?" came Hermione's voice.

"Yes, what have I got to loose?" she whispered quietly before turning to walk out the door. She glanced at Harry her cold eyes softening as a tear dropped down her freckled cheek. He stared at her unable to say anything. She shook her head and walked out and into the hallway filled with students.

She wiped away a tear as she realized what she was doing, she was going to die, no doubt about it. But she would be glad; this was Harry and the rest of the world they were talking about. She sighed wiping away her shameless tears, holding her head up high she walked down the halls of the school that had taught her that love conquers all.

She smiled at the distant memory that still seemed so clear to her and wondered what Harry was thinking about at that very moment.

Harry sighed he couldn't sleep. He had announced to the world, well not really, that he was engaged to Cho and he didn't feel like it was right. Something seemed to tug at his heartstrings making him tired of trying to guess what it was. He scratched his head and leaned against the couch appreciating the warmth that the fire was giving him.

Had Ginny really meant those things she had said the last time they parted? He closed his eyes as his mind tried to recall what had happened that afternoon when he finally talked to Ginny for the first time since they broke up.

She had her elbow propped up on the table as she rested her head in her hand. She quietly read the book that lay open in front of her as her shoulder length red hair brushed her arm each time she turned a page. Harry stood by the window staring out into the grass field not daring to look at Ginny. He heard her close the book with a heavy sigh. This was it, he turned and she stood before him. Jumping back a bit he hit his head on the wall. She looked at him her big bright hazel eyes staring him down.

"What do you want Harry?" came her voice, he cringed slightly at the way she said his name and it hurt him. Her gaze softened as she let out a tired sigh.

"To talk." He said simply, "We haven't done that in a while."

She looked up at him and sat on the little cushioned seat in front of the window. She inched a bit to the side and let Harry sit next to her. They stayed quiet for a while but the silence was needed.

"I'm sorry." He said softly and she exhaled a long breath that she seemed to be holding.

"What for Harry?" came her voice soft and tired and unsure.

"For the pain I'm inflicting on you." He said sincerely.

"You aren't," she shook her head quickly, "If there is anything you've inflicted, you've made me happy, for a moment. I didn't mean what I said. To forget. It's hard, when memories are the only things that keep me happy."

Harry took in a shaky breath as he slipped his hand into hers the way he did the first time, "If I could… if things were different…"

"Well they aren't." she said quietly, "They never will be."

"Ginny."

"Harry, things aren't different. If they were we wouldn't know each other. Just be glad that for once we had something."

"I am glad but I don't want you to hurt anymore." Harry said softly his face filled with guilt.

"You feel guilty that you hurt me?" he nodded, "Harry pain is inevitable, we can all pretend that it doesn't hurt. I can't pretend anymore Harry, that I don't hurt when I see you with her, that I don't hurt when you're hurting. It's not fair Harry."

"What isn't fair?"

"Life."

"I know. You don't suppose I don't know that do you?" He asked laughing sarcastically.

"I know you know."

"Ginny look at me, please." He pleaded softly as he looked at her slouching figure. She slowly turned and he saw it, in her eyes. The eyes that held everything had finally let its mask go, "Why did you hide it?"

"I didn't want my mask to go along with my heart, it's the only thing I had left."

"I could've done something."

"No sum of ifs and I could haves can change the way I feel Harry. You can't say anything that will make me feel better."

"Lie to me."

"I hate you." She said softly as tears formed in her eyes. She leaned into his chest and listened to his heartbeat. He wrapped an arm around as if he tried to protect her from the pain he had built in her.

"Don't do this Ginny, don't continue the decretum." He pleaded, "I'll fight Voldemort and you will be safe."

"I have to" she whispered into his chest.

"If you do, I'll never speak to you again." He said stupidly, threatening her silently pleading that it would work. He had hoped that if he made it alive he would talk to Ginny and set things right and start all over again and he couldn't do that if she was dead.

"That's not fair Harry!" she cried out breaking away from him. The minute she stepped away he wanted to pull her back in his arms, "I'm being given the chance to fight for you and you won't let me. This is what I mean Harry, you never gave me the chance to show you how much I love you."

"And by doing this spell, shows me how much you love me?" he said harshly. She stood up and crossed her arms her face glowering. He punched the wall beside him making her jump. He sighed and she sighed.

She took a step closer so that she stood in between his legs. He looked up at her big brown eyes. She kissed him softly on the lips and whispered in his ear, "I'm giving you the world Harry."

Harry buried his fist in his hair as he leaned forward. He felt someone else was in the room with him. Turning his head a little he saw Ginny standing by the doorframe staring at him the way she had done before, lovingly.

"Hello Harry." She whispered smiling at him. He grinned at her, her messy red hair, her green frog pajamas and fluffy white bunny slippers. He moved a bit and patted the seat beside him. She pushed herself of the doorframe and made her way to the comfortable looking space beside him.

"Nice pajamas." He said cheekily earning a playful punch in the arm from Ginny who snickered.

"You don't look so bad yourself." She replied laughing.

"What brings you here? The fireplace my sanctuary." He kidded, that's what they named the fireplace Harry's little sanctuary.

"I guess I needed a sanctuary too." Ginny said softly trying hard to erase the dream from her head, "You?"

"I needed to escape from the past." She looked at him and nodded. Leaning on the couch she sighed gratefully as the pillows fluffed around her, "It will feel better if you talk about it."

"Just another nightmare," Ginny said softly her voice strained as if she tried to keep it from breaking, "About Jake coming to take Molly away." Harry knew how it felt because he had seen the vision of his mother pleading Voldemort to take her life and spare his. To lose a child was a mother's greatest fear.

"He can't do that." Harry said simply, "Besides that would mean he'd have to face, your six brothers, your parents, your friends, Hermione and me."

She smiled at him before looking down at her lap, "So how about you?" she asked suddenly.

"What about me?" he inquired looking at her with his eyebrow raised. She smiled.

"It will feel better if you talk about it." She grinned and he couldn't help but grin too.

"I was thinking about things before the war." He said embarrassed, he had been thinking about her, "Look I don't want to ruin this, this moment that we have," he laughed nervously. "It's just…I…a while ago..." he stammered turning red. She smiled and placed a hand on his arm.

"It's okay, we can talk about it now." She said simply.

"Well…" he began and took a deep breath, embarrassed to say what he truly felt, "The last time we spoke, I just remembered it." He blushed and she smiled at him.

"Well I was just thinking about that time in Dumbledore's office a while ago." She grinned.

"Really?" she nodded, "I guess there were a million things left unsaid. You know what's funny though. I prayed every night that you would forgive me thinking you were dead and all. Then it turns out you weren't, now I have to say sorry to your face."

"I forgave you a long time ago." She said softly.

"Why?" he asked.

"Harry, how many times do I have to tell you? Love does need a reason to forgive." She said shaking her head, "Besides you never really did anything wrong."

"I didn't?"

"Well maybe you did but it doesn't matter right now does it?"

"At least let me say sorry."

"All right, since you aren't going to stop nagging me about it."

"I'm sorry Ginny, I truly am." He whispered taking her hand in his. She looked into his eyes and she saw something in his eyes that she had hoped to see a long time ago. She knew that look that emotion and she had felt it too and she saw it in Ron's eyes when he looked at Hermione and she even saw it once when Harry looked at Cho. It was love and it was undeniable and she felt scared. She blinked once, then twice and erased the image from her mind.

"I forgive you Harry." She whispered. He smiled at her and she smiled back, then they laughed at their stupidity. Then they stopped as an eerie awkward silence grew around them. They stared into each other's eyes for so long that if you were to watch this exchanged you would go blind from not blinking. Their faces just inches apart, their breaths soft and long, she blushed so hard the you couldn't tell which was her hairline and her forehead.

"Uhm.." she cleared her voice, "So how's Cho?" if there was any moment that Ginny wanted to kick herself this would have to be the one. Harry's smile faltered and he backed away abashed. He laughed nervously.

"She's uhm… asleep. I mean… home...her home… you know, where she lives." He stammered.

'Stupid idiot!' he screamed at himself.

"Yeah." Ginny muttered.

Another awkward silence drifted into the room and the two people sat next to each other not daring to move. Harry looked at Ginny and quickly looked away. Ginny looked at Harry and quickly looked away. They continued this for at least three more rounds and Ginny started laughing.

"This is silly." She said in between breaths, "honestly it's like we're teenagers again."

"Yeah." Harry said exasperated with himself, "Sometimes I don't even know why I'm marrying Cho." Ginny stopped laughing and looked at him.

"Not you too." She whined playfully.

"What do you mean?"

"Everyone is trying to figure out why her? But I happen to be the only one to know why your marrying Cho." Ginny muttered.

"Because I want a family?" Harry asked painfully.

"Uh…no!" she shook her head agitated, "Because you've loved her for the longest time Harry."

"But she didn't love me until…" Harry stopped, looking up at the ceiling as if he was trying to remember something, "Well I was only the next best thing to Cho for awhile. Then I suppose she loved me a long time after. I guess it was worth the wait right?"

Ginny nodded smiling at him.

"But I can't help but…" Harry paused, "What if there's something out there? Something more." He looked at her trying to see if she understood him.

"You want more?" she asked incredulously.

"No not want," he said trying to explain what he meant, "more like what if there is something more out there and I'm missing out on it? What if I walk down the aisle and regret it?"

"Are you and Cho having problems?" Ginny asked looking at him questioningly. Could he discuss this, their situation, with a girl who had loved him?

"Well," he paused, "It's a bit shallow but it's like we lack something. We're two entirely different people. We like different things and I don't know why but we never clashed. We seem to compliment each other but it gets difficult for me sometimes."

"They always said opposites attract."

"They don't!" Harry cried out looking at her disbelievingly, "Do they?" he asked. She laughed at him and grinned nodding.

"Why what makes you think that you and Cho aren't the perfect match?" Ginny inquired after a few minutes of silence.

"Like she can't give me things I need."

"Why? What do you need? A pair of boxers?" she joked and stopped laughing when she saw the look of seriousness on his face, "Sorry, just trying to lighten up the mood."

"Like after we…" Harry paused blushing hard he pursed his lips, "After we… uhm… you know… that…uhm.."

"OH!" Ginny cried out the minute realization hit her on the head she started laughing and the laugh came out unusual because she started to sound like that Christmas man, Kringle, "You mean IT. If you can't say then you don't love her." She laughed again.

"That's not true!" Harry protested, "I can say it. We had sexual intercourse."

Ginny looked at Harry like he was impossible, "Harry it's sex not some space shuttle launch."

"Fine we shagged okay but that's not the point!" he cried out exasperated.

"Okay!" Ginny said bringing up her hands in defeat as she backed away from him, "Sorry."

"Anyway, I like erm." Harry stopped again, "Cho is very uhm…. Conscious.. about sanitation."

"Oh!" Ginny nodded finally getting the picture, "She doesn't like cuddling much does she? You can't kiss her in the morning because she hates morning breath and sweaty bodies." Ginny nodded and Harry gaped at her.

"Are you reading my mind?"

"Have gone daft?" she asked.

"How do you know all that then?" he cried out still shocked and he was looking at her like she had sprouted two heads, one with Voldemort on the side and the other with a blast-ended-skrewt's butt.

"Honestly Harry!" Ginny cried out smacking him upside on the back of his head, "Have you got stupid in your ears? I'm a girl, if you can't seem to remember I'll throttle myself!"

"Well yes." Harry nodded rubbing the back of his neck where Ginny had smacked him, "Don't need to hit. Anyway I just don't like waking up naked and all alone."

Ginny sniggered.

"What? What's so funny?" Harry exclaimed.

"You are." Ginny grinned up at him, "I never did know you were romantic when it came to sex. Maybe we should try it sometime?" she murmured thoughtfully as she drummed her fingers on her chin.

Harry gave her that look again and she started laughing so hard that she fell off her seat. Harry offered her a hand and she took it still laughing. He let go of her hand making her fall back on the floor and she was still laughing.

"You're so gullible!"

"Whatever." He rolled his eyes he was getting irritated.

"I'm sorry Harry." She said walking towards him on her knees, "I'm sorry. Well, you know what? That… those things.. Those silly things shouldn't matter so much, if you truly love her. If you feel like something's lacking then tell her. Don't wait for the last minute when all the bridesmaids' gowns have been picked, when you're walking down the aisle, or when you're in your honeymoon to tell her." She placed a hand on his lap, "Besides she should be thrilled to have to wake up next to you." She muttered softly and then to herself, "I know I would."

"What did you say? I didn't catch the last part." Harry asked looking down at her.

"I said, it's cold." She whispered, "It's late."

Ginny rubbed his lap softly in a reassuring manner before standing up, "I'm here Harry." She whispered and turned to walk up the stairs. Harry quickly followed her and grabbed her arm.

"Harry?" she asked surprised.

"Thank you Ginny." He said looking at her. Green eyes and brown met and drowned in each other's emotions.

"For what?"

"For giving me the world."

"Goodnight Harry." She whispered so soft that it made it's way through his body and into his heart make him go warm all over.

"Goodnight Ginny, sweet dreams." He said out of instinct.

She smiled and walked up the stairs and this time he let her go.

The phrase "It's Sex not a space shuttle launch" is from the movie American Pie, I just wanted to put it in there since it was so funny and I absolutely laughed at that film and that phrase just happens to be a favorite of mine…

The phrase "Have you got stupid in your ears" is from the skit of Thelma Stump in All That.. it was funny…

A/N:

The Chapter Title means I'm Here… and I don't need to explain right.. why do I even bother asking….. haha thanks.. Leave a review all those who think they are Handsome and gorgeous!