Ginny loved the feeling of the sun on her skin. Just laying down on a blanket next to Harry, basking in the sunlight, was perfect to her. She could hardly believe they were in a public park, alone, in Tibet, but a quick look at Harry's blonde hair and blue eyes were a reminder that it was all real.

Ginny would be forever grateful to Tonks for arranging for Harry and Ginny to get time alone while they were in Tibet. Of course, they had a constant guard, but it was enough privacy to please her. For security purposes, there was always a second Harry walking around, and Tonks figured that they could use that to their advantage. She found two Aurors who would take polyjuice potion to look like Harry and Ginny, giving them time to go off by themselves. After that, it was the simple task of performing glamour charms to change their appearance and they were free.

Harry reached over to stroke Ginny's dark brown hair and smiled. They had decided to take a picnic lunch to a park near the hotel they were staying at, and they were now just enjoying their few remaining moments before rejoining the real world. Ginny found that she loved moments like this more than anything; the times when they could be together without any worries over who was watching them or what they were doing. Just enjoying Harry's company as the sun set.

"What are you thinking about?" Harry asked.

"Just how much I love being here with you," she replied softly.

"I can't believe we've been here for almost a week."

"I know, the match is tomorrow. If you lose, I'm not sure I'm ready to leave yet."

"Well, then I'll have to make sure we don't lose tomorrow."

"Would you do that for me?" Ginny asked, batting her eyes.

"Of course, my lady."

Ginny giggled and turned her attention back to the sky above them. "I feel so untouchable here."

"Yeah, me too. Or at least I do until I think of the two Aurors sitting right over there under invisibility cloaks watching us."

"At least we're not locked up in our hotel rooms, being kept away from each other," Ginny replied with a shrug.

"This is pretty nice, not hiding anymore. Well, I mean, not hiding from the Aurors, at least. I wish we could just tell the team," Harry said.

"They probably already know," Ginny pointed out. "Tank knows, and at least one other person knows if someone on the team is connected to the threats you've been getting."

"True."

"Plus, they might not like that you and I blatantly broke the rules, and now we're getting help to be together."

"Also true."

"Besides, aren't you the one who thought sneaking around was kind of exciting?" Ginny teased.

Harry reached over and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her close. "I just like being with you," he whispered before kissing her.

"Harry! People are watching us," Ginny whispered.

Harry trailed kisses along her jaw and neck. "I don't care, they're not bothering me."

"Actually, I think we may be bothering them," Ginny said as she noticed the two Aurors approaching them. "Either that, or our time is up."

Harry groaned and pulled away from Ginny. He stood up from the ground and offered her a helping hand. He went over to talk to the Aurors while Ginny started cleaning up the remains from their lunch. Harry didn't know, but Ginny had another reason why she was so grateful for their time alone together. She was genuinely concerned about his well-being. Right before they left she could tell that Harry was close to his breaking point. He had been so frustrated with his lack of control over his magic. But the time away from England, and the time alone with her, was doing him a world of good. He was acting cheerful again, and he hadn't mentioned his magic once. She also knew from her time watching their practices that he was doing some of his best flying ever.

"It's time to go, love," Harry called from where he was talking to the Aurors. Ginny picked up their picnic basket and joined the trio. "All set?"

"Yep."

One of the Aurors handed them a long twig and as soon as they both had their hands around it they activated the portkey. Ginny felt the familiar tug at her navel and she and Harry landed back in her room at the hotel.

"I'll never get used to that," Harry muttered as he stood up from the floor.

"Hello!" the Auror that looked like Ginny said. "Did you two have a nice picnic?"

"It was lovely," Ginny replied, still not used to talking to someone that looked exactly like her.

"Well, I think I've got about two minutes left on the potion, and then I'll escort Harry here back to his room before removing his glamour charms."

"Sounds like a plan," Harry said politely.

Ginny rolled her eyes at Harry. Even after all the freedom they were being given in Tibet he still wasn't completely satisfied. He didn't like the idea that there were two people putting themselves in danger by parading around as Ginny and himself. It had actually been the cause of a brutal fight between the two of them. In the end, Ginny had won by convincing Harry that Aurors would always be in the line of duty, and reminding him that Tonks and Michael would always be with them, whether it was really them or just their doubles.

"Well, that's it," the Auror spoke up cheerfully, her appearance having changed back into her own. Ginny was always happy when she saw the woman's long black hair and hazel eyes reappeared. She only wished she actually knew who the woman was, but for security purposes it they were supposed to remain ignorant of her name.

"I'll see you tonight, Gin," Harry said as he kissed her cheek gently.

"Bye, Harry." The blonde Harry left the room with the Auror, leaving Ginny alone with her thoughts. She always hated the part when they took him away, even though she knew that he'd be back for bed that night.

She walked into the bathroom and was happy to see her own reflection looking back at her. Her Weasley red hair and freckles that she normally hated were a comforting sight. She felt a lurch in her stomach as they reminded her of her brothers. Right before she had left for Tibet Charlie, Fred, and George had confronted Ron. From what she heard, it had been ugly, and it was lucky that they left still speaking to each other. She was very nervous because the match tomorrow was the first time they would all be in the same room since. Even worse, Padma, Hermione, and Lily would all be there as well. Ginny had tried her hardest to convince Hermione that a Quidditch match wasn't any place for a baby, but she was insistent that Lily get to watch her Uncle Harry play. Just thinking about it made Ginny's entire body feel tense. She walked over to the bathtub and started the hot water. A nice, long bath was exactly what she needed to relax and ease her nerves.

Ginny rolled over in bed and put her head under her pillow. She was trying to get a few more minutes of sleep, but the sunlight coming through the window and the banging on the door seemed to have other ideas.

"Harryyyy," Ginny moaned sleepily as she shoved his bare shoulder. "Make the noise go away." She smiled as she felt his weight move off the bed. She heard him pad softly across the room, swearing under his breath as it sounded like he stumbled over something.

Ginny heard the door creak open and jumped as it was followed quickly by a startled, "Oh!"

She slowly pulled her head out from underneath the pillow and glanced over at the door. Harry was standing by the door wearing only a pair of boxers, shifting awkwardly from foot to foot. Ginny couldn't hear the conversation that was taking place, but as she remembered that they were in her room she assumed it couldn't be a good one. She watched as Harry left the door open and went into the bathroom. She couldn't help but wince as Charlie walked into the room.

"Ginny?"

Ginny rolled over and sat up in bed, trying to keep the feeling of panic off her face as she realized that once again her pants had disappeared during the middle of the night. She knew she was blushing and her stomach was jumping so much she felt like she had eaten one of Fred and George's jumping beans. She kept her fingers crossed that Charlie wouldn't need anything that required her to actually get out of bed.

"Hi, Charlie," she squeaked.

"Long night?" Charlie asked. The question sounded innocent, but Ginny could see the disapproving look on Charlie's face.

"Actually, no," Ginny replied firmly. "You know I've never been much of a morning person."

"Well, I'm sure that Harry being here didn't help."

"I told you before that Harry helped me, and I helped him," Ginny replied tensely, clenching her hands into fists under the bed covers. "If you have a real issue with this still, maybe you should talk to Tonks about getting approval to know about everything. I can't tell you why, but without me Harry wasn't getting any sleep. He needs me, and I need him. If you're only going to lecture me than you should probably go ahead and leave now."

Charlie shoved his hands in his pockets and looked down at the ground. "It's just hard to see a half-naked Harry answer my baby sister's door." Ginny was about to comment that Harry had been fully clothes when he went to bed, but since she couldn't explain to Charlie where his clothes went, she decided it would just make things look worse. "I just wanted to come by and let you know that we all got here okay this morning."

"I appreciate that."

"You should probably be glad that I told Dad I would come up for him," Charlie said.

"Actually, Dad wouldn't have cared," Ginny replied cheekily. "But, tell everyone that I'll see them in the box… hopefully, at least."

"Alright. Well, I reckon I'll see you later then." Charlie began to walk to the door by paused and turned around when he was half way there. "Is it true that Hermione is going to be in the same box as us?" he asked hesitantly.

"Yes, with her daughter," Ginny replied.

"So this will be a fun day, then," Charlie said sarcastically.

Ginny laughed. "Well, I'd definitely prepare for anything."

Charlie let out a nervous chuckle. "Alright, bye Ginny."

"Bye, Charlie." As soon as the door closed and Charlie was gone, Ginny collapsed back into the bed with a sigh. "You can come out now, Harry," she called.

"Next time somebody comes to your door, you're answering it, no matter how early it is," Harry announced as he walked out of the bathroom.

"Well, you could have put some clothes on before you answered it," Ginny snapped.

"I went to bed wearing clothes! It's not my fault they're gone when I wake up!" Ginny cocked an eyebrow at Harry questioningly. "Oh right, it is my fault they're gone…"

"Just be glad Charlie didn't need me to get out of bed," Ginny said as she pulled the covers back to reveal her bare legs. "Honestly, Harry, what's your obsession with my legs?"

Harry shrugged. "You have nice legs."

Ginny got out of bed and walked over to where here dressing down was hanging over the back of an arm chair. She slipped it on and tied it securely around her waist. She sauntered over to Harry and stood so they were nose to nose. "You have to stop making all of my clothes disappear," she said, reaching up to tap him on the nose. "Now, I'm going to go take my shower. I'll see you on the pitch."

"No goodbye kiss?" Harry asked as she walked towards the bathroom.

"Maybe after you win," Ginny said with a wink before closing the bathroom door in Harry's face. Her mornings with Harry were quickly becoming her favorite part of the day. She actually liked their morning banter better than their romantic evenings. There was just something about starting her day off with Harry that made her better equipped to handle whatever the world wanted to throw her way. She realized, though, that they were going to have to do something about his tendency to make their clothes disappear. Not only was it expensive, but it had already lead to a few awkward situations like the one they faced that morning. They had decided not to say anything to anyone about it, mostly out of fear of what her dad might say, but Ginny was starting to think that this was the equivalent of Harry reacting to his nightmares, and that the Ministry needed to know. She would just have to try and figure out if there was a way to keep her father out of that meeting.

Ginny heard the door to her bedroom close and assumed that Harry had left to go get ready for the match. She was actually looking forward to the match later that day. At the first match Ginny had been working so much she had barely gotten to enjoy it, but this time it was Ron who would be in charge of all the last minute needs of the team. The Ministry had decided that it would be safe for Ginny to resume her job while out of the country when many people wouldn't be around, but as soon as people started arriving for the match, it was back to letting Ron do her job.

Ginny turned on the water in the shower, and took off her remaining clothes while waiting for it to reach the right temperature. She stepped into the shower and let out a sigh of contentment as the hot water rained over her tired body. She would never admit it to Harry, but she hadn't been sleeping well since he had received a third threatening note the first day they arrived in Tibet. He had found the note tucked in with his luggage, a fact that was frightening on its own. The threat itself had been along the same lines as the other two, but this time they wanted Harry to play so poorly in practice they brought in a replacement. Of course, it had said that if he didn't they would come after Ginny.

Ginny closed her eyes and ran her hands through her hair as she let the water wash over her entire head. She still couldn't believe that Tonks had found the note funny. Tonks had said it was about the least frightening threatening note she had ever seen. She had found it humorous that all they wanted was for Harry to play poorly. Ginny, however, found it greatly disturbing, especially after the attack on Dustin.

An insistent knocking brought Ginny out of her thoughts. She turned off the water and quickly grabbed her wand. She performed a drying spell on her body and wrapped her hair in a towel so she could fix it later. She threw on her dressing gown and went to answer her door.

"What can I do for you, Michael?" she asked after she opened the door.

Looking at her appearance, Michael blushed slightly before clearing his throat. "Uh, Tonks wants you ready to travel to the pitch with the team in about fifteen minutes."

"That's fine."

"You'll meet your father there, and then I'll just be shadowing you like I normally do," Michael continued.

"That's fine," Ginny repeated. "But if I don't go back inside now I won't be ready."

"Right. I'll be waiting for you here."

Ginny smiled and closed the door. "You always are," she muttered under her breath as she walked over to her trunk to finish getting ready for the day.

Ginny and her father were the first two people in their box. Normally, the team members' families would be spread out into two boxes, but because of all of the extra security they were now in three different boxes. Ginny's family was in a box with Tank's wife, MJ's mum, and Hermione. At the first match Ginny and her family had been in the top box, but the Aurors thought it would be better to keep them away from the Minister since there were currently threats on Ginny's life. Ginny tried to get Hermione in a different box than her own family, but it was decided that she also needed the extra protection that would be assigned to the Weasley's box.

"It's nice weather for a match," Arthur commented off handedly.

Ginny glanced around the pitch. The sky was filled with white fluffy clouds, and there was a gentle breeze from time to time. "It is. Good conditions for hunting for the snitch. The sun shouldn't blind him, but it may peak out just enough to create a flash of light from the snitch."

"I'm sure it'll be fine," Arthur assured her, and Ginny had a strange feeling he wasn't talking about the match anymore.

"I can't help but be nervous," Ginny replied as she watched the stands below them start to fill.

"Your brothers won't do anything too terrible in public," her father said. "Well, Charlie wouldn't," he corrected himself.

"So, just keep Fred and George away from Ron, and Ron away from Hermione and everything will be fine," Ginny replied sarcastically. She turned to look at her father sheepishly. "Sorry, I'm just very nervous right now about the third threat and I don't know if I have the energy or patience to deal with all of this."

Arthur reached out and took her hand. "Everything will be fine."

"I'm just glad I have you in my corner," Ginny said honestly. She didn't know how she would have made it through everything if she didn't have her father to support her.

"Speaking of corner, is Michael really sitting here watching us right now?" Arthur asked, glancing around the seemingly empty box.

Ginny nodded. "He's right over there in the corner underneath an invisibility cloak. He'd come out and say hello, but we don't want anyone to know that he's there," she explained.

"And where is Charlie?"

"With Tonks down with the team. Tonks can't come up here until the team leaves for the pitch, and Charlie wanted to wait with her."

"Hello!"

Ginny turned around in her chair and smiled as she saw Fred enter the box. "Hi Fred… and Luna?"

"Where's George?" Arthur asked.

"Well hello to you, too," Fred said laughing as he ushered Luna over to their seats. "Katie was feeling really sick, so George didn't feel like he could come with a clean conscience. Luna here wanted to come so she could so an article for the Quibbler, but couldn't get a press pass so I offered her George's ticket."

"Fred really was kind to do so," Luna added. "I wanted to do a piece on the real identity of Pakistan's keeper, but the Ministry wouldn't give me the pass."

"You should have come to me, Luna. I could have gotten you one," Ginny spoke up.

"Well, I knew you had a lot going on," Luna replied, twirling her hair around her finger. "Look, Fred, your girlfriend is here."

Fred's face turned white as a ghost as he turned around and saw Angelina walk into the box followed by MJ's mother. "What are you doing here?"

Angelina looked at him curiously. "I should be asking you that. This is a family member's box, I'm MJ's family."

"They put Ginny and Ron's family over here this time," Fred explained. "You didn't tell me you were coming to this match, you didn't come to Japan."

"Well, you haven't spoken to me much lately, have you?" Angelina snapped.

"Oh boy," Ginny muttered under her breath. "Wasn't counting on having to deal with this, too."

"I'm sorry if I interrupted your… date?" Angelina continued, eyeing Luna suspiciously.

Suddenly Luna started laughing uncontrollably. She slid out of her chair and she was leaning against Fred's legs to support herself on the floor. Ginny exchanged a confused look with her father, while Angelina looked ready to kill. Fred, however, just looked at Luna amusedly.

"Luna," Ginny said hesitantly, "Are you okay?"

Luna stopped laughing and looked up at Ginny, wiping the tears off her face. "It's just so funny that Fred and Angelina ended their relationship because they were better friends than lovers, and now they seem to have forgotten how to be friends!" Luna let out a small giggle as she pulled herself back up from the ground and retook her seat. "Lovely weather today, isn't it?"

"I'm sorry, Angie," Fred said quietly.

"Me, too," Angelina replied. "You've met my Aunt Margie, right?"

"Nice to see you again," Fred said awkwardly.

As they held a very polite and forced conversation, Ginny noticed that her father was looked exceptionally pale. She put her hand on his shoulder and leaned over so they could speak privately.

"Are you alright, Dad?"

"Just another life experience I never thought I'd have," he replied shakily.

"What?"

"Hearing about the lack of success of my son as a lover," he answered with a forced chuckle.

"Dad!"

"Well, Luna said it, not me. Having sex before marriage just wasn't an issue when I was your age, so I doubt I'll ever get used to hearing about all of my unmarried children in that way."

Ginny knew that her cheeks were bright pink. "Dad," she hissed.

"Well, it wasn't. Why do you think we got married so young?"

Ginny dropped her head and put her hands over her ears. "I can not believe you and I are having this conversation."

"Well, if you ever find Harry lacking in that department, don't send him to me to talk about it, but I guess you probably shouldn't send him to Fred either."

Ginny snapped her head up and looked at her father, completely mortified. "Dad, we haven't… I mean, we're not…"

An obvious look of relief crossed over Arthur's face. "Oh," he said softly. "I'd just assumed that with the sleeping arrangements the temptation would have been too much…"

"I told you before we just weren't there in our relationship… yet," Ginny replied, still feeling very uncomfortable with the conversation.

"I can't say I'm not relieved."

"Hello!" Charlie's cheerful voice rang through the box.

"Hi Charlie, Tonks," Ginny said, grateful for the interruption. "Is the team all ready?"

"Yep. They have the first warm up session, so they should be out in just a few minutes," Tonks replied, while taking the seat behind Ginny.

"Have you seen Ron?" Ginny asked.

"Well, Mason didn't need him, so unless Perry did I don't know where he is," Tonks answered.

"He probably had to go meet Padma," Arthur added.

"She's going to be here?" Luna asked.

"Is that a problem?" Fred asked, looking concerned.

"No, we just weren't the best of friends back in school," Luna replied airily. "She didn't speak to me at all at dinner the other night."

Ginny tuned out the conversation around her as the team entered the pitch. They all kicked off the ground and began flying in loops around the pitch. She easily spotted Harry, and she said a silent prayer that he would make it through the game without anything happening to him. She didn't know what she'd do if he ended up unconscious in the hospital like Dustin.

"Oh, we're not late, are we?" Hermione asked.

Ginny tore her eyes away from the pitch and saw Hermione walk in, carrying Lily, with Tank's wife Marissa. "No, they just started their warm-ups."

"Good. Lily was being fussy this morning and I was running late," Hermione explained.

"I was just telling her how brave she was to bring a baby to a Quidditch match. My kids are much older and I hate to bring them. They're staying with my parents for now," Marissa added.

Ginny noticed that Fred and Charlie were ignoring Hermione, but Angelina, Marjorie, Luna, and Tonks were instantly drawn towards the baby. They bombarded Hermione with questions.

"How old is she?"

"Is she well-behaved?"

"Is she talking?"

"Is she walking?"

"Have you had her checked for Quizzarts?"

"What?" Hermione exclaimed. All of the women turned and looked at Luna like she was off her rocker.

"Oh, they're invisible, but they like to tickle sleeping babies," Luna explained seriously. "They gain sustenance off of the laughter of infants."

"I've never seen Tonks act so female before," Fred muttered to Charlie.

"I have," Charlie replied with a smirk.

"So, are you two going to be civil or not?" Ginny asked, turning around in her seat to face them.

"Not," Fred said automatically.

Ginny rolled her eyes. "Real mature, Fred."

"Fred, you should hold the baby," Luna spoke up.

Fred looked over at Luna startled. "I don't know if that's the best idea."

"It's okay, I understand," Hermione said quietly.

"Nonsense." Luna plucked Lily from Hermione's arms and walked over to Fred. She sat the baby in Fred's lap and he looked at Ginny helplessly.

"You have to support her head, Fred," Ginny said. She glanced over and noticed that Hermione looked like a nervous wreck.

Fred looked up and grinned at Ginny. "She reminds me of when you were a baby, but Mum wouldn't let me and George hold you because we were too little."

"Actually, she let you hold her once," Arthur spoke up. "You wanted to see if she would balance on her head and after that your mother decided no more." Everyone started laughing and Ginny tried her hardest to look offended.

"Here, let me hold her," Charlie said, reaching to take the baby from Fred. He set Lily on his lap and began to bounce her. "I used to bounce Ginny on my lap, said it was riding a hippogriff." Lily giggled delightedly as Charlie continued to bounce her. Charlie tickled her sides and she squealed gleefully before reaching up and grabbing a handful of his hair. "Okay, I had forgotten how much that hurts. Will someone please help me out here?" he asked as he tried to move his head to keep the pain to a minimum.

"Here, let me take her," Tonks said, stifling a giggle. She took Lily off of Charlie's lap, but Lily refused to release the chunk of his hair she had entrapped in her tiny fist. "I think you'll have to marry this one off to a red head."

"Lily, let go," Hermione pleaded with her daughter. She tried to pry her hand off of Charlie's hair, but Lily seemed to think it was some kind of game and only tightened her grip. "Be a good girl and let go for Mummy, please?" Lily giggled again, and Charlie groaned.

"Here, let me try something," Ginny spoke up. She reached over and tickled Lily, causing her to squeal again and release her grip on Charlie's hair.

"Freedom," Charlie said with a sigh of relief. "She's cute, Hermione, but she's got a grip on her."

"I bet she'll be a great Quidditch player," Fred added.

Hermione reached over and took her daughter from Tonks. "She won't be going anywhere near a broom until she's started Hogwarts," she said firmly.

"Where's the fun in that?" Ginny asked. "I'll teach her how to ride and look feminine all at the same time."

"Not anytime soon," Hermione said.

"Hermione, may I hold her?" Arthur asked quietly. "It's been so long since we've had a baby in the house…"

"Sure." Hermione placed Lily on Arthur's lap, and Arthur cradled her against his chest. "I think she's tired. We're lucky she hasn't been crying with all the new people around."

Arthur gently stroked Lily's back and soon the baby was asleep. "I've missed this."

"Here, let me take her before she gets too comfortable or you'll be stuck with her for the entire game," Hermione said. Before she could take Lily, however, Ron and Padma entered the box.

"Hello!" Padma said brightly. "Oh, Ron, Pakistan's warming up already, I can't believe we missed warm-ups! Oh goodness, what an adorable baby!" Padma walked over to Arthur and looked up at Hermione. "May I hold her?"

"I don't know, she's asleep," Hermione said awkwardly.

"Well, later then," Padma replied. "How have you been, Hermione?"

"I've been fine," Hermione replied as she took her sleeping daughter from Arthur. "I'm just going to take my seat so Lily can get comfortable."

"If she gets fussy, you know where my hair is," Charlie chuckled.

Ginny wrung her hands in her lap nervously. So far, everyone had kept their cools, but Ron looked like he wanted to kill everyone for acting chummy with Hermione, Charlie and Fred both looked like they wanted to give Ron a good kick in the pants, and Hermione looked like she was going to burst into tears at any moment. Ginny turned her attention to the field where it looked like player introductions were about to start.

"Welcome to the second round World Cup match, featuring England against Pakistan!" a booming voice rang throughout the pitch. As soon as the noise started, Lily began to wail.

"Oh, shush, little one," Hermione said desperately. "Mummy's here. It's just a loud noise, it can't hurt you."

No one in the box could watch the player introductions while the baby was screaming at the top of her lungs. They had all turned around in their seats to watch the train wreck that was Hermione trying to comfort her daughter. Charlie shifted in his seat to try and offer his head to Lily, and Tonks was transforming her face to try and amuse her. All of their attempts only seemed to make Lily cry harder.

"Do you think she's hungry?" Angelina asked.

"I think she's just scared," Hermione replied, as she rocked the crying baby in her arms.

"Do you have something she could suck on?" Marjorie asked.

"No, I didn't think to bring anything," Hermione replied, starting to look tearful.

"I know!" Padma exclaimed. She pulled a plastic bracelet off her wrist and transfigured it into a pacifier. "Here, try this."

Hermione gratefully took the pacifier from Padma and offered it to Lily. Lily appeared to consider it for a few moments before accepting it and shifted her loud crying to a quiet whimpering.

"You're all missing the match," Ron commented dryly. It seemed like everyone suddenly remembered that there was a match going on for the first time since Lily had begun to cry. Ginny turned around guiltily and glanced at the scoreboard. She had to fight back a groan when she saw that Pakistan had a thirty point lead.

"What's happening?" Ginny asked Ron as she scanned the sky for Harry.

"The chasers aren't communicating at all. If it wasn't for Jacob, I don't think we'd have scored at all," Ron replied, never taking his eyes off the pitch.

"Steven looks like he's a nervous wreck," Ginny said. She couldn't believe that all of their hard work could come down to how quickly a replacement chaser could work out his nerves. She knew that if they lost because of Dustin's absence Harry would never forgive himself.

There was a collective groan in the box as Pakistan scored again.

"You're better than this, Tank!" Marissa exclaimed. "You don't want your career to end this way!"

"They just all seem a little off," Tonks said, shaking her head. "Looks like they're taking a time out."

"Hermione, why don't you go freshen up while they're on the ground," Padma suggested. "You look like you need a break. I'll take Lily for you." Hermione looked unsure of what to say, but Padma took the quiet baby from her arms before she could argue. "Hurry, so you can get back before they start again."

"Thanks, I reckon I could use a minute in the loo. I'll hurry back," Hermione said, standing up, still looking questioningly at Padma.

"Go on," Padma urged. "We're fine here, aren't we sweetie?" She bounced Lily on her hip and blew on her face.

"Alright," Hermione said hesitantly before leaving the box.

"Well, they're getting back in the air, Hermione waited too long to leave," Charlie commented as the time out ended and both teams kicked back into the air. As soon as the whistle blew Ginny watched Harry shoot off into the sky like he was on fire.

"Oh Merlin, he's spotted the snitch," she exclaimed as she jumped to her feet. "He could end it right now, the other seeker's too far behind!"

Everyone else in their box jumped to their feet to watch Harry's progress as he chased down the snitch, and Ginny could have sworn she felt the box shift as they all jumped up and down cheering.

"There's no way the other seeker will catch him!" Charlie exclaimed. "As long as no one sends a bludger his way he should be fine!"

Ginny could feel herself willing Harry to fly faster as he closed the distance between his body and the snitch. It felt like time had stopped moving as he approached it. She reached over and grabbed her father's hand and jumped in the air as Harry trapped the snitch in his fist.

"We won!" Arthur said happily, hugging his daughter tightly. Ginny was about to reply when she felt like the box moved again. She looked around, and this time, it looked like everyone else had noticed as well.

"What's going on," Angelina asked shakily. Suddenly the box lurched to the right, sending them all stumbling.

"Nobody move!" Tonks cried. "It feels like the supports have given out."

Ginny clutched tightly to her father as she felt the box continue to slowly tilt to the side. She prayed that someone would realize what was going on. Suddenly, there was a loud cracking noise and the box began to fall towards the ground at a rapid rate.

"I'm going to die," was the last thought that crossed Ginny's mind as she screamed out for help.

A/N Well, I haven't given you all a real cliffhanger in a while, and this just felt like the perfect place to do so. I'm sorry that the conversation between the Weasley brothers didn't have a place in this story, but I'm planning on writing an outtake that shows it at some point. For several reasons, I still can't tell you how many chapters are left, but rest assured that we're in the home stretch. I will tell you that not everything will be resolved in this story, some of the subplots don't really come into play until the sequel, but it was important to introduce them here. Thank you so much for your reviews! And don't worry, I promise no matter how burned out I may be feeling this story will be completed.