Disclaimer: I give all credit to J.K Rowling, I own nothing and she owns everything. I am merely borrowing the characters I love so much! The plot is the only thing remotely close to being mine! I also want to give credit to all other authors whose stories I've had a chance to read! So to all of you…. a big thanks!

A/N:

First of all, I would like to apologize for the delay! A big heartfelt thanks to all those that kept reviewing. I know it took me months to write again, hopefully it won't take me another six months to update! Thanks again and please review! ILOVEYOUALL!

The songs that were used in the previous chapters were from musicals, they were:

"Les Miserables: On My Own"

"Evita: You Must Love Me"

"Jesus Christ Super Star: I Don't Know How to Love Him"

Back At Home

Ginny looked around a familiar sight she has not laid eyes on in about a week and half. Her flat is how she had left it, clean and tidy and ready for no preparation for when she got back, she prepared all that needed to be prepared before she had left, Ginny sighed, she was always prepared and organized when she had to be. She put her bags down on her foyer not bothering to settle it in her room, she wanted to take a moment to look at the place she had called her home since she moved out of The Burrow, it was great to be back at The Burrow, yes, but there was something about her own flat that seemed homey as well. She sighed once again at her thoughts with a smile playing at her lips. Much has happened at The Burrow at the reunion and she couldn't hide her glee and she let out a noise much like mix between a giggle and a squeal but in a very high pitch tone accompanied with a little jump. The thought of it made her delirious, not delirious bad of course, delirious good, the kind of delirious that involved a certain Harry Potter.

"Calm your self Ginny" she said out loud, feeling a little silly at her little outburst. But a thought occurred to her,

"Oh, sod it!" she was alone for Merlins sake!

So without any reservation, she picked up her bags and skipped to her bedroom like nobody's business.

In Harry's Flat

He apparated to his flat accompanied by his bags after he had left The Burrow just after 2pm Monday afternoon, he would've left earlier if it had not been for Ginny. But since she had stayed, there was no question, he too would stay. The rest of the family left over the weekend, mostly because they lived far or because they started work in the beginning of the week. But none of these reasons concerned Harry, he wanted to get back early because his place was a mess. Taking a look around his flat, he cringed at the idea that it had been left like that for almost a week; it made him question why he didn't have a house elf. Harry shook his head at the thought.

"House elf". He said with a smile.

With that, Harry magiked his bag to follow him into his room, he would take a quick shower and then get to work. He still had a few parchments of reports to send Tonks and Remus about his research on animagi; he also has to pick up holiday mail from his flat neighbor Mrs. Winterbourne because he had all his mail redirected to the nice old witch next door for the holidays and last but not least to tidy up his flat, the most challenging of all tasks. He reached his room and out of the corner of his eye he saw a bright red blanket on the floor. It brought a smile to his lips for it made him think of a person he was not able to forget until he reached his flat and saw the mess he had left. The blanket was given to him by Hermione and Ron last Christmas, although he had a gut feeling that it was Hermione's idea and not Ron's. The blanket was enchanted to adjust to the wearer's temperature making him or her feel as comfortable as they could. He picked it up and laid it on his bed and out of nowhere Harry let out a joyful woot of happiness that was heard all over his flat.

Back at Ginny's

Ginny settled herself on her couch with a loud thump accompanied by a bright emerald blanket that Hermione and Ron had given her last Christmas. She loved that blanket, she didn't know why, she just did. She opened the muggle book that Hermione had given her this Christmas about a singleton that lived in London trying to find love in her thirties and having found it in two guys at the same time.

"Hmmm, drama" Ginny said out loud, "This ought to be good!" With that she opened the book and started reading.

Ginny awakened with a start. She felt a nib on her toes and when she looked down she saw a large brown barn owl with bright brown eyes.

"Willow!" Ginny said as the owl ceased biting her toe and hooted to the sight of her now awake friend. She had let the owl have some freedom for the week for she didn't really need her at the Burrow. Willow was hesitant leaving her master but Ginny convinced her that she would be fine and was confident that the owl could take care of herself. She had a flap in the window that was just big enough to let her in when she wanted to come home.

"Oh how nice to see you! So, how was your vacation? Mine was excellent!"

The owl tilted its head to Ginny and hooted once again, "Nice to hear that yours went nicely too!"

"I must've fallen asleep! Merlin, its nearly 9 o'clock" Ginny said with a sleepy voice.

The owl looked at her with questioning eyes. "What?" Ginny asked.

"HOOOT" said the owl.

Ginny let out a soft giggle. "Oh you!"

Ginny got up and went to survey the kitchen for something to eat, it's been a while since she ate and she was getting hungry. She settled for making a pot of coffee, whilst filling up the coffee pot she saw one of many fashion magazines she had a subscription to. "WitchStyle" one of her favorites, lay on the counter unmoved and unread. She remembered it coming in just before she had left for the Burrow but didn't bother bringing it with her for she doubt she could read there anyway. On the cover was a very pretty witch named "Cameron Bray", she flipped her flowing blond hair and laughed on the cover of the magazine dressed in a very posh and sexy dress. But what caught Ginny's eyes was something she didn't notice before; on the right was a little inset photo of a very very good looking wizard that was a subject of many conversations between the ladies at The Burrow and was a cause of not one but two fights between the marrieds. Ginny felt a very heavy sensation on her left arm and when she felt wetness on her hands she had realized that the coffee pot was overflowing with water.

"Oh geez!" she exclaimed, looking at the magazine like it was its fault.

She emptied the excess water replaced it on the coffee maker and waved her wand while saying "creo" for it to start making the coffee. She stood in the middle of her kitchen trying to ignore the curious feeling that had made its way to her head.

'Just pick it up Ginny, you know you want too!' said her inner voice.

She pursed her lips and put her hands on her hips still unmoved. Finally her curiosity had won over and she picked up the magazine and read the sub heading on the bottom of West's picture.

It read "West and Bray? Making Magic?"

Ginny's pursed up lips turned into a frown. "Whaat?" she said

She chanced a look at the picture of Ryan West and she couldn't deny that he was very much a handsome man. Ginny's eyebrows furrowed at Ryan West's picture. It was smiling at her, sheepishly! She couldn't hide the smirked that played on her mouth at the thought of his sheepish smile.

The smell of the coffee brewing made her snap out to her senses. And she stood there once again dumbfounded.

"Get a grip Ginny!" she said to herself. "You're acting like a third year Hufflepuff!"

The heading had definitely caught her attention but she resolved to reading the magazine later after she had had her mug of coffee. Ginny sat at her kitchen table allowing herself to relax and reflect on the fabulous holiday that she just had. Never would she have guessed the things that happen during her stay. Most of it was because of Harry, seeing him again after so long was weird, good weird of course. Ginny was forced to finally realize her feelings after burying it for so long and it made her happy and scared at the same time.

This time they were adults and feelings that were once called upon as 'puppy love' had turned into something more serious, something more grown up. Ginny having thought her feelings only existed in her dreams wasn't prepared for the realization that instead of hiding her feelings from Harry which she thought was for the best, she had done exactly the opposite of what she should've because hiding only nourished it. But at the same time she felt free again, this sudden understanding of her feelings made her happy, her spirits were high, and even though she knew nothing of Harry's feelings for her, it didn't matter, well, to be honest it mattered a little bit….

'But just a little.' she thought with a smile.

Coffee mug in one hand and the magazine in the other, she made her way to the couch where a sleeping Willow had settled.

"All right then Will, lets see what's up with the man of the hour." She said to the owl.

Willow answered with a sleepy nod and tucked her head under her wing.

Ginny wondered why Willow was so sleepy considering that it was prime hunting hour for the owl. She shrugged it off thinking she probably flew all morning from wherever she was to be back by the time Ginny got back from the Burrow. Ginny opened the magazine to where the article of Ryan West and Cameron Bray was. According to the magazine, they have been seen in muggle and magic London over a period of time and been reported to be at the hottest witches and wizard hangouts for the past months. While West denies all rumors about a relationship, claiming 'We're just friends', Cameron is all but percise to say that ' You'll just have to see, won't you?'

"Figures" Ginny said with a hint of irritation. "The athlete that every girl wants hooking up with the model all the boys want."

Ginny chanced a look at the time and it pointed to "Sleep now or be late tomorrow."

And with that Ginny made her way to her bedroom a bit irritated at what she had just read, a little bit excited for work tomorrow and a bit nervous at her upcoming assignment. But the professional junior editor that Ginny was, she would not let a little star struck-ness faze her or even a little bit of jealousy affect her. He was nothing but a Quidditch player, her brother was one and her family is basically filled of famous people, he was no different and for Merlin's sake she was friends with Harry Potter!

With Harry as her last thought, Ginny drifted to dream filled sleep.

Back at Harry's

With his flat looking more like a flat, Harry finally settled down after finishing his to do list for the day. He had sent his parchment to Remus using Hedwig. The large white owl was all too happy to see him return and Harry had to admit that he had missed the owl over the holidays. He then picked up his mail from Mrs. Winterbourne; Harry had always liked her, she was very pleasant and even offered Harry a cup of tea. He had to decline unfortunately due to his 'to do list' but Mrs. Winterbourne opted for a rain check, which Harry will definitely keep.

Just finishing tidying up his living room he finally was able to sit down and relax. He has plenty of time between now and when Dumbledore returns from his trip to Europe until training begins again. He thought that the old wizard was giving him a break and was using his trip to grant Harry an extended holiday. True, Harry could've trained with Remus and the other aurors under the Order but Harry has been working so much for the last three years that he was grateful at the old man for giving him a break.

Harry smiled to himself at the thought of having time off to think about Ginny.

"I mean life." he said with a snap

"I mean work." He added.

He let out groan and buried his messy head under the pillow and earned him a curious look from Hedwig.

Harry answered with a boyish smile. He was dreading and anticipating this moment. The moment where there was nothing else to occupy his head and that he would have to think about his newfound awareness alone, without anyone else around. The minute he appeared at the burrow and saw Ginny for the fist time in what seemed like years stirred something in him that he's never felt before. The week at the Burrow just verified those feelings. He definitely likes Ginny and it makes him ill every time to think that he could be too late and that Ginny might not return his feelings and that she cant totally blame her because….

'Get a grip! You are acting like a third year Hufflepuff' he told himself.

'Listen mate, you're Harry bloody Potter for Merlins' sake!' his conscience snapped at him. 'You have lots of time to woo Ginny and get her to fall for you again!'

"Woo?" Harry said out loud with a bit of disbelief at his conscience choice of words.

'You just have to make the first move, before someone else does.'

Like snapping out of a trans, Harry sat up straight and thought about that 'someone else'. With new renowned vigor, he resolved that starting tomorrow morning he would begin a little operation of his own to catch the heart of a certain female Weasley once again. With his last thought belonging to Ginny, Harry slept soundly as the darkness passed and the midnight sun crept.