Chapter 1: One Door After Another

"Ron!" Yelled Mrs. Weasley, "It's time to go, Hermione's here." "Oh shit!"

Ron said under his breath as he ran over to his dresser for his new cologne.
He sprayed it twice and then he, heard a soft knock at his door. "Who is it?" He asked.

"It's me…" Said a sweet voice on the other side of the door. Slightly blushing he opened his door and was greeted by a kiss on the cheek and a hug.

"Mmm…you smell good." Breathed Hermione in his ear. "Thanks." Ron replied. "It's that stuff you bought me for my birthday." He smirked. "Are you ready to go?" She said. "Yeah." He replied as he grabbed her hand.
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Down in the car Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, along with Fred, George, and Ginny were waiting.

Mrs. Weasley sighed loudly, "Where are those two?" Fred answered. "Don't be to hard on him mum." "He's love struck." George finished.

Ginny rolled her eyes at the comment and then got out of the car and said, "I'm going to get them, I want to leave!" "What's your hurry?" Asked Fred. "Nothing." She said quickly, while starting to blush. Then roughly closed the door.

Frustrated and irritated she burst through the front door, and hit Ron in the face. "Son of a Bitch!" Ron yelled. "Ron are you ok?" Hermione cried out as she knelt on the floor next to him.

"Bloody hell Ron, sorry I was just coming to get you. Why were you standing in front of the door?" While he was being helped up by Hermione, he grumpily replied, "We were on are way out to the car."
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"Bloody hell! What happened to your face?" George asked as the all piled into the car. "Ginny hit me with the door, on her way in." Ron answered.

"Ok we all set?" Mrs. Weasley asked. Everyone shook there head yes, and they were off.
The car ride to Grimauld place was mostly silent, except for the occasional giggles of Ron and Hermione playing footsy. - Meanwhile…..
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At Grimauld place Harry sat waiting for the Weasleys and Hermione. Then his mind slowly drifted to one person in particular, 'Ginny Weasley'….

Realizing who he was thinking of he blushed and suppressed a small smile. It was not to long ago he had started to think of her as more than Ron's little sister, and in a more intimate way!

He couldn't exactly remember when he had begun to think of her in that way, but knew that now, he couldn't get her out of his head.

Everyday he would see something, or someone would say something that would bring his thoughts back to the pretty red head. Even when he slept, he thought of her. He had recently had an explicit dream about her.

His thoughts were quickly interrupted by Remus coming into check if they had arrived yet. "Not here yet?" He asked. "Not yet." Harry replied. "Don't worry they'll be here soon enough." Remus gave Harry another questioning look. "Is something else on your mind Harry?" Remus asked. Harry turning his head to look out the window answered, "No." "Well…if your sure?" Remus said and left the room.

Harry did want to tell Remus, he just wasn't sure if it was the right time. Hearing a car door shut, he jumped up and yelled to Remus that they had arrived, then ran out to meet them in the yard.

As the people in the car filed out. He saw Mr. And Mrs. Weasley, Fred, George, Ron, Hermione, and then the last one out was her…. The girl in his dream.

She looked so angelic. Her hair was in long curls down her back. She had beautiful chocolate brown eyes and light freckles dusted her cheeks and nose. She had also filled out quite a bit since he had last seen her.

In his opinion she had all the right curves in all the right places. Her lips wore a warm comforting smile, then there eyes met.

They pulled up in front of the empty lot and took a piece of paper. They all quick ly read it. Then it burst into flames. The house appeared.

Ginny looked at the house and her palms began to sweat. She was nervous to see Harry. She hadn't seen him in 2 months and as much as she tried to deny it she was starting to fall for him again.

Sure the first time she saw him, she was in love. But by the end of her third year she decided that it wasn't likely to happen, that he just didn't think of her like that.
She decided to move on date other people. She thought she had. She had stopped acting so clumsy and nervous around him and was just his friend. She dated other guys and moved on…or so she thought.

Then about a month ago she had a dream about him and the next day she couldn't get him out of her head. Since then she tried to deny any feelings she felt towards him. She tried to push them away and convince herself that she still only thought of him as a friend.
But they wouldn't go away, they stayed fresh in her mind. Then she saw him come out of the house. She couldn't help but give him a huge smile, then their eyes locked.

It was like the world froze and went blurry except for them. He looked amazing better than she remembered.

He was no longer the scrawny little boy, he was now 6' 1" and had grown a considerable amount of muscles that were clearly visible under his muggle T-shirt. His hair was still everywhere but it suit him perfectly. Harry's green eyes sparkled as they made eye contact with her chocolate brown ones.

It was like everything was in slow motion. She snapped herself out of a trance and gave him another big smile, "Hi Harry, how've you been?" She asked sweetly. "Oh pretty good, better now!" Harry stated without even a hint of a blush. Ginny was another story.
She stood there blushing just staring into his deep green eyes until Ron came over, "Hey, what's up mate?" Ron asked, clearly unaware that anything had happened.

Harry broke there their gaze to look up at Ron for the first time since he'd arrived, except for a quick glance when he got out of the car.

He looked up and was shocked to see a huge red mark on his forehead. "Bloody hell what did you do to your face, Ron?" Harry asked. "WHAT, ME, WHAT DID 'I' DO?" Ron asked shocked. "It wasn't me it was HER!" Ron stated pointing to Ginny. Ginny gave a small blush and walked off to talk to Remus. "She hit me with the damn door!" Ron continued.

Harry winced. "Oh that looks as painful, as it sounds." Harry stated. "Bloody hell was!" Ron answered rubbing his forehead.

"Oh Ron, don't want Hermione to see you complaining, when she was bragging about how you took it so well." Ginny called from the porch before heading into the house with a big smirk oh her face.

Ron blushed at her words. Harry just rolled his eyes and followed Ginny back into the house.