Kiss and Make Up

Harry, as Flames, brought Ginny to the ground outside of the oak doorway, "Thanks for the lift, Flames, but my brothers are coming straight at us, running full speed I might add."

Harry alighted on the ground and transformed, "Thanks for the tip, Gin, I think I need to vanish."

Ginny referred to her Animagus form, "Fine, Queen needs to have a talk with my brothers."

Harry kissed her, "Go get them you beautiful lioness," he transformed and vanished into the Gryffindor Common Room.

"Hello, Harry," Bill greeted him, "Ready for your curse?"

"Fine, Bill, I won't do anything to stop you," Harry smiled mischievously, "I can't say anything about a certain lion, though."

Bill pointed his wand at Harry, muttering an incantation, "There, this will prove to everyone you two are in love."

"What did you do to me?"

"You can't communicate with Ginny for three days, no talking, writing, going through friends, no anything at all."

Harry sat down in shock. He had been hoping for something simple, but this? He looked up at Bill, "I hope I don't do anything drastic."

"You probably will, but it doesn't start until tomorrow, so enjoy," Bill checked his watch, "nine hours with her. Don't try to talk to her or try to tell anyone anything about it, because you will add another day every time you try."

"I find myself shocked that I thought you would be more fair than the twins, isn't there a way to bring down my total days?"

"No, all three days, period. Of course, at any time, you can call it off, but you have to break off with Ginny."

"Okay I'll make a deal with you, if we don't break up, will you guys leave me alone?"

Bill thought a minute, "Until we initiate you into the family."

"What's that?"

"Ask your girlfriend," Bill smirked and then pushed through the portrait hole.

"Hey Bill," Harry pointed his wand at Bill's ponytail, which promptly fell off, "Now we're even."

Harry transformed and vanished in a flash of flames.

The next nine hours were worse than the following three days, Harry told Ginny later, he knew he should enjoy it, but it was impossible, he was dreading the next day.

Harry stayed up as long as Ginny did, luckily she went to bed at 11:30, way before midnight.

The first day he was lucky, Ginny turned in early, and she didn't seem upset at the nonexistent attention he gave her.

The second day was Hell. Ginny tried to talk to him several times, but Bill's curse made him leave the room whenever she spoke to him. "Damn it, Bill."

The final day was the worst, Hermione told him she had heard Ginny crying after she went to bed, "Why are you ignoring her?"

"I can't tell you why, but I love her no matter what. I just hope it is the same for her."

Later in the common room, Ginny again tried to talk to him, "Harry? Talk to me!"

Harry immediately stood up and walked out, wanting to talk to her, but unable to. Harry left Gryffindor Tower, followed immediately by Hermione, and soon after by Ginny. Harry headed into the library and pulled out his homework and sat down. Soon after, Hermione sat down across the table, not saying a word, but staring at him expectantly.

After a few minutes they heard voices from the hallway, "Hey, Ginny, since you and Potter broke up, do you want to go out?"

They heard Ginny break into tears and run down the hallway. Harry leapt up and was out the door before Hermione could react.

Blaise Zambini was standing outside the door watching Ginny run up a staircase.

"How dare you make her cry!" Harry thundered. Harry punched Blaise so hard he knocked him out, "Damn it, Bill," he muttered. Harry transformed and vanished into his dormitories. He walked down the stairs into the common room, where he found no Ginny. Not sure if he should be relieved or worried, Harry sat down in his favorite chair and watched the minute hand on his watch, moving more slowly than ever. By the time 11:45 had come no one was in the common room, except for him. "Accio Map!" Harry whispered, catching it as it zoomed toward him.

"I solemnly swear I'm up to no good," Harry tapped the map. Ginny was standing out by the lake. Harry vanished in a flash of flame, appearing next to her, "Hey Gin."

She wheeled around to face him, "Oh, now you want to talk?"

"Yes I do."

"Of course, just when I've convinced myself that I hate you, you appear, ready to talk."

"Gin, I do want to talk…"

"Well I don't!"

Ginny faced the lake, trying to ignore the man sitting beside her.

After a few minutes she broke down, "Why, Harry? I thought you loved me!"

"I do, Gin, I always have."

"Why did you ignore me for three days?"

"Your…"

"You know what? I don't want to know," Ginny transformed and vanished into the forest.

Harry stared after her, his brain refusing to understand what had happened, "Damn it, Bill."

Harry waited until Friday, trying to get Ginny to talk, but he failed miserably every time.

After the twentieth time she left the room when he spoke, Harry decided to pay Bill a visit.

"Hey, Ron."

"Yeah?" Ron asked, looking up from Flying with the Canons

"Where does Bill live?"

"Hogsmede."

"I know that, what's his address?"

"All I know is that it is 'Bill's Place' when you use the Floo network."

"Thanks."

"No problem," Ron went back to his book

Harry used the Floo network and arrived at Bill's flat. Definitely a bachelor's flat, he thought, as he surveyed the mess. Harry sat at the kitchen table and kept an eye on the fireplace, waiting for Bill to come home.

An hour had past before he saw anything, but then an emerald green flame roared up and Bill stumbled out.

"What are you doing here?" Bill asked, upon seeing Harry.

"I'd like to talk to you, Bill."

"Uh…can this wait? I'm kind of expecting someone…"

Sure enough, the fire became emerald again, and someone familiar did walk out of it.

"'Arry! It is good to see you!"

"Hello, Fleur! May I borrow Bill for a second?"

"Of course, of course, as long as you like, and thank you for cutting his hair, I like it much more like this."

"You are welcome, and your English is much better."

Fleur beamed at the compliment, "Thank you so much."

"And it will just be a second," Harry dragged Bill out the door.

After the door had blocked Fleur's view, Harry slammed Bill against the wall, "You are centimeters from dying, my friend."

"Why?"

"Ginny is to upset to talk to me, or listen to me for that matter."

"Didn't you tell her about…?"

"I tried, but she thinks that I completely ignored her for three days, and I've been trying to tell her since then, she's cursed me three times!"

"And…?"

"And I want you to fix it."

"Or…?"

"Or I'll owl your Mum."

Bill laughed at that.

Harry looked him in the eye, "You're right Bill, not harsh enough. I'll make her fall in love with Malfoy."

That stopped Bill's laughing really quick.

"You have two days to try to patch us up, if she hates me on Monday, then I'll leave her alone, forever."

"Wizard's Oath?"

"Wizard's Oath. But if you don't try, there's always a Malfoy for a brother-in-law."

Harry vanished back to Hogwarts.

"You gave him a Wizard's Oath?!" Hermione screamed as they sat by the lake.

"Yes, 'Mione, a Wizard's Oath," Harry answered calmly.

"But they're unbreakable!"

"I know 'Mione, but he's going to get us back together or get the Malfoys as an in-laws."

Hermione burst into laughter, "I wish I could have seen Bill's face when you said that."

"It was priceless," Harry consented.

"When do you think he'll be done talking to her?"

"Five seconds, four, three, two, one."

"damn it bill!!"

"there you go."

Ginny came running up to him, "Harry, I've been such an idiot!"

"Um…I'll just go now," Hermione walked toward the castle.

Harry wrapped her into a hug, "No you weren't, I would have freaked out too, if you hadn't spoken to me for three days."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Thank you," Ginny looked at him again, "I love you, Harry."

"I love you more, Gin."

"I know."

"C'mon, I just got your brothers off my back, I don't need them to kill me because I got you sick. Let's go back to the castle."

"Harry,, what are we going to do to get back at Bill?"

"Make out?"

Ginny kissed him, "You," She kissed him again, "Are," and again, "Bloody," and again, "Brilliant."

"I know."

Ginny hit him, "Why do I never fall for the modest ones?"

"I am modest."

"Oh you. Sometimes I wonder why you love me."

"Because your looks are only surpassed by your wonderful charm and great wit."

"You are to kind."

"Never kind enough for you, Gin."

"You are the best thing that has ever happened to me."

It started to rain suddenly.

"Oh great."

Harry and Ginny transformed and hurried to the castle. Harry alighted in the Entrance Hall and cast a Drying Spell on himself and then on the lion that padded in the door. "Thanks, Harry."

"No problem, Gin."

"I, for one, want to go to bed, now."

"Is that an invitation?"

Ginny scowled, "Not if you want kids."

"Funny, your brothers said something to that effect earlier."

"C'mon, I need to teach you how to dance," Ginny led off to the Room of Requirement with Harry at her heels.

Ginny was an excellent dancer and had turned Harry from not knowing how to dance, into a casual dancer.

"Thanks, Gin, now I won't completely embarrass you in front of everyone."

"Whatever."

Harry wrapped his arms around her waist, "Who taught you how to dance? Your Mum?"

"Ron."

Harry cracked up, "I don't believe it."

"Have you ever seen him dance?"

Harry thought a moment, "No."

"Exactly."

"I still don't believe it."

"Ask Hermione, she'll tell you, Ron is the best dancer in the Weasley household."

"Great, Blackmail."

"Keep your sources quiet."

"Will do, Gin."

Harry kissed Ginny passionately.

"Ahem."

Harry turned to see Ron standing in the doorway. "Damn," Harry muttered. "What do you need Ron?" Harry asked him.

"Can I copy the last few inches of your Potions essay?"

"Yeah, sure, whatever."

"Where is it?"

"I'm working on it now."

"And how does snogging with my sister coincide with working on your homework?"

"I'm trying to get her to help me."

"Ah. I'll come back."

"Ron? The next time you six decide to plot ways of killing me, and you will, don't lie, I hope you try to let me keep the ability to talk to Ginny."

"Bill promised…"

"Oh that promise was a load of dung and you know it. I don't trust any of you anymore, keep that in mind."

"Fine, but really…"

Harry pushed Ron out the door, and the Room of Requirement, sensing what he wanted, made the door vanish. Effectively keeping everyone out.

Harry turned to Ginny, "Now then, where were we?"

Ginny giggled, "Just leaving."

Harry blushed at his stupidity, "Uh…Yeah, Prat Number 6 is hanging out in the hallway, so…" a side entrance appeared, "Let's go!"

Harry opened the door, "Ladies first."

"Thank you, kind sir."

Ginny walked through the door and appeared in the trophy room, "I love how these doors skip levels like that."

"Yeah, let's just get to the common room before curfew."

Ginny smiled evilly, reminding him of Fred and George, not a comforting thought, "What happened to the Harry Potter I fell in love with? The one who broke dozens of school rules and managed to win us the House Cup? Hmm?"

"I gave him up and found love."

"Damn!"

"Now, now, ladies shouldn't swear."

Ginny snorted.

"Or snort."

Ginny finally smiled at him, "Tsk, tsk, Harry I thought you were a gentlemen?"

"I am, aren't I?"

"Pointing out a ladies' faults is generally not gentlemanly."

"I'll keep that in mind."

"Go tell Ron to get his lazy butt up to the common room before curfew."

Harry smiled broadly and vanished, appearing next to Ron, "Gin says to get up-stairs before you get a detention."

Ron eyed him, suspicious, "And you will be…?"

"Sawing logs in the bed beside you."

"Fine, but I still need that potions essay."

"I left it in my book."

"And you lied to me because…?"

"You walked in on me snogging with your sister."

"Fine, I'm going," He walked toward the stairs and transformed into Talon, a hippogriff, and took flight, somehow keeping his wings stretched out, but not knocking into anything.

"God, it's nice to be a Phoenix," Harry transformed and disappeared into his dormitories.

Harry walked down the stairs into the common room and tackled the homework that had piled up all week, often asking advice from Hermione, until he was the only one left awake. Harry had just finished his Charms essay when he happened to glance at the fire, and what he saw caused him to look harder. He saw his father's head.

"Hello Harry, got a minute?" James asked, eyeing the stack of parchment that had been growing larger for the last three hours.

"I'll be there directly," Harry transformed into Flames and disappeared, arriving in James's quarters. He sat down, facing his father, "What do you want to talk about Dad?"

"Ginny."

"Oh please, tell me your own life is more interesting than mine," Harry transformed, ready to go back to Hogwarts.

"Harry, wait."

Harry gave James a look that seemed to say, Well?

"I was kind of hoping you would tell me? You hardly ever write, not that you ever wrote to me."

Harry turned rather red and, being a white Phoenix, it was highly noticeable. He transformed, looking highly embarrassed, "I know I never write, and I hope I haven't insulted you by not writing, but I don't feel like I need to anymore. Not that I wouldn't like to," Harry said hastily, noticing James's hurt look, "But I don't have a real reason to write to anyone, anymore."

Harry sat down and sighed, "What do you want to know?"

James smiled inwardly, his guilt trip had worked, "How many…?" he began

But Harry wasn't listening, "You can stop smirking, Dad, I know you just sent me on a guilt trip."

James's jaw dropped, "How did you…?"

Harry smirked, "Okay I do have stuff to tell you, but I still hate writing letters, I'm no good at it."

Harry began relating the entire story, and answering a lot of questions that James had. His relation of the story lasted several hours.

"Okay, it's cool you've got all these great powers, but what about Ginny?"

Harry smiled, "A one track mind this time, hmm?"

James flushed, "Of course. I just want to know some stuff, like how many times have you kissed?"

"Eleven."

James raised his eyebrow, "Keeping count?"

It was Harry's turn to flush, "I think I'm in love. No, I know I'm in love."