Ginny took the butter beer and began to tell Oliver about the graduation party after the ceremony.

She missed out some parts where some guys hit on her and one guy tried to get her to come back to his dorm.

Oliver didn't need to know about the sleazy side of the party.

"So you had a good time?" asked Oliver.

"You could say that I just wished that you'd been there," sighed Ginny sipping her butter beer.

"I wish I had been. Sounds like a great time compared to doing Quidditch drills." said Oliver.

Ginny smiled, it was good he was trying to make her feel better but they both knew the real reason he hadn't gone.

She could tell he was scared of her brothers.

He tried to hide it but it was obvious by the way he looked at her face and then she knew he would see himself being attacked by her brothers.

It was what every one of her previous boyfriends had looked at her like.

Not to mention the age difference. Telling her parents would be complete hell.

"Gin? What do you think?" asked Oliver.

"What? Sorry Oliver I got lost in my thoughts." apologized Ginny.

"It s OK. I was just wondering if you wanted to come with me to Northern Ireland over the weekend? Only I'm doing a trial for the Irish team and I thought it would be the perfect opportunity for us to spend some time together," suggested Oliver.

"That sounds like a great idea. I've never been to Belfast before." smiled Ginny.

"You sure? What about your parents?" asked Oliver.

"Don't worry. I'll tell them I'm going to France with Amy." shrugged Ginny.

"That's the Ginny I know and love. Willing to lie to be with Me." smiled Oliver.

"You don't know the half of it." assured Ginny.

"So how about you go and pack and come over to mine? We could do with going early. You know to check out the hotel room," grinned Oliver.

Ginny smiled back at him shyly.

"Ok. I'll see you there in half an hour?" smiled Ginny.

"Yep I'll see you then." smiled Oliver taking her hand and kissing it lightly.

Ginny got up and left the table.

Oliver watched her go and took a breath to calm himself.

Maybe this wasn't a good idea, sure he loved Ginny and he wanted to be alone with her, but if eitherBill or Charlie found out his head would probably made into a trophy.

He downed the butter beer Ginny hadn't touched and got up to go to pick up some stuff before he went to his flat.