A/N: Dear Harry part 6. This chapter is mainly based around one of my one-shots called "when I fall in love". You'll find the orginial version in the story called Intermezzo. My entire story has been building up until this moment and I'm glad I've finally gotten to it. I'm also glad you like reading it, and that you enjoy what I write. Please continue to review. Now, a lot of fluff in this chapter, but one needs a little fluff, no:g: Anywhoo, enjoy, and a more original chapter next time.

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Ron and Hermione's wedding was a definite success. Not that anything else had been expected of course. Ginny looked around at her family and friends as they said "I do" and she couldn't help but smile at the looks of happiness and a few tears that was spread throughout the crowd. She then looked at Harry who was sitting at the other side and when she met his eyes she almost felt herself blush. His look was searching and intimate, and for the first time since they had started going out Ginny actually found herself thinking what it would be like to be married to Harry. Not just live together and be together, but to be married, to carry his last name. Ginny Potter. She smiled at him and it was almost as he knew what she was thinking.

"I love you," he mouthed carefully so that no one would see, and Ginny could almost feel her heart burst from happiness.

"I love you, too," she mouthed and then turned back to look at Ron and Hermione. Professor Dumbledore was doing the ceremony, and he looked at the two in front of him with the love and tenderness of a father. Ginny knew that Dumbledore had played a huge part in the lives of both Ron, Hermione and Harry. Perhaps especially Harry. He hadn't said much about it, but there was a mutual bond between Harry and Dumbledore, and she knew that Dumbledore had been a great help for Harry when he had needed it the most. Ginny turned her head back to Harry and watched him watching the ceremony. There were still times when she woke up in the middle of the night, panting, convincing herself that it was actually real, that it hadn't all been a dream. Harry really did love her, and he wanted to be with her forever. Of course, he had never actually said the actual words, but she knew he wanted to be with her always. He had to, or else she would no longer have a reason to go on. Her friends, family, job, everything, it was all so meaningless without him. If she couldn't tell him at the end of they day what she had been doing, then what was the point in waking up at all? If she couldn't tell him, either in writing or in person, then what was the point of actually doing anything? She needed him more than she could have ever imagined, and deep down inside she knew he felt the same way.

On the platform Dumbledore was finishing up the ceremony. He was waving his wand about doing some kind of ancient magic that had been done at weddings for centuries. Ginny had never bothered to pay much attention to wedding wovs in her seventh year charms class, at that point it seemed like she wouldn't ever get much use of that knowledge anyway. She could feel the ancient magic reverberating in the walls, and she wondered what the muggles made of all this. Chances were they couldn't feel anything. After a few more seconds Dumbledore finally pronounced Ron and Hermione husband and wife, and they turned around to meet everyone. Ginny got to her feet and stood next to Harry. They walked out of the church after the happy couple, not saying anything only holding each other's hand. And when she felt Harry's hand in hers, she knew that something had changed, and it was definitely for the better.

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The sun had gone down hours ago, the party was about to calm down, and the dancefloor was now filled with couples slowdancing, gazing lovingly into each others eyes. Ginny was sitting by the table, looking around. It had been a good party. A lot of people had showed up, and it made Ginny happy to see how many friends Ron and Hermione had. They both must have made a big impression on people throughout their school years, not to mention in the time following it. It had been almost four years since their graduation, and still people flocked to the Burrow to celebrate the engagement of two of their friends. Now Ron and Hermione were locked in a tight embrace on the dancefloor. Ron was whispering something in Hermione's ear, causing her to kiss him softly on the side of his neck where her head was resting. Ginny turned away. It didn't seem right to intrude on their special moment. Instead she started looking around for Harry. The two of them had barely exchanged a word all day, both being busy getting the wedding ready. They had sat together at dinner, but even then they had both mainly talked to other people. Now, though Ginny felt that she really wanted to talk to him, and it made her happy to see that he was indeed making his way over to her table.

"Hey you," he said and kissed her on the cheek before sitting down. "You look pensive. What's on your mind?"

"You," she replied truthfully, and Harry smiled.

"Was it something dirty?" he said with a wink, and Ginny giggled.

"Not until you mentioned it." She laughed, and Harry took her hand in his.

"Have I told you how beautiful you look today?" he asked then. Ginny couldn't help but blush. It had been more than six months, and yet hearing things like these from him made her tingle from top to toe.

"Thank you. You don't look too bad yourself."

Harry shrugged. "I was never one for dress robes, but apparently they are appropriate for an event such as this. Mainly I just wear them to please your mother. She looked like she was going to kill me when I suggested wearing a muggle suit."

Ginny laughed. "I can imagine. I think you look good, though. Definitely works for me."

"Oh, that was dirty."

"Yup. You have corrupted me mr. Potter."

Harry lifted her hand and kissed it. "You? A professor. Oh no! Wait until McGonagall finds out. She is going to have me flayed alive. You have to set an example for your students, professor Weasley."

Ginny snorted. "Shut up. Besides, I think McGonagall sort of has this whole thing worked out already. You and me, I mean." She winked.

Harry thought about what she had said for a second, then looked horrified. "Ginny! Oh my god. I think I am going to go poke my eyes out now."

Ginny laughed and bent over and kissed him quickly. "I'm sorry. McGonagall does not know there is any such thing as sex in this world, and if she does she definitely does not think you and I have anything to do with it."

If possible, Harry looked even more horrified. "Gin, darling, sweetheart, love of my life. Don't ever say the words McGonagall and sex in the same sentence ever again. I will have nightmares for the rest of my life."

"Sorry. I won't mention it again."

"Thank you."

They fell into silence, both of them watching the dancing couples.

"I can't believe this has happened," Harry said suddenly, and Ginny looked up at him.

"What do you mean?"

Harry pointed to the dancefloor. "Ron and Hermione. I have known them forever, and I always sort of knew they would end up together. I mean, they're Ron and Hermione – it's fate. But it's still really weird to think that they are engaged, and that they've gotten married. In not too long they will have children, their own house, steady careers, everything. And it's not that I'm not happy for them, because I am. Merlin, I couldn't be happier. But it sort of makes me look at my own life. What have I accomplished in my life? I'm twenty years old, I don't have an education besides Hogwarts, no big plans for my future, and my two best friends are married."

He ended his monologue with a sigh. Ginny squeezed his hand, then got up and sat down in his lap. She put her hands around his neck and looked him in the eyes.

"What have you accomplished? Harry, if the only thing you did in the future was to eat popcorn and watch tv, no one would question it. You know why? Because you have done something in your life that none of us ever could do; you sacrificed everything, and you won. You gave us our freedom, you gave us hope, you gave us a future. My love, you gave us life. And if that's not enough, you gave me life. You gave me a reason to wake up in the morning. And you gave me reason to believe that the world is a good place, and that it is worth living in. So please, don't think that you haven't accomplished anything. Because you have accomplished everything, and no one could ever ask anything else from you. Understood?"

Harry leaned forward and rested his forehead on hers. "Thank you. I love you."

"I love you too."

"Do you want to dance?"

Ginny nodded. "I'd love to."

He took her hand and they walked out onto the dancefloor. On their way there they walked past Ron and Hermione, and Ginny and Hermione shared a quick smile. Then Harry put his one arm around her waist and put his right arm in hers. Ginny put her arm around his neck and leaned her head on his shoulder while following his slow steps. She let herself be led and instead concentrated on the feel of Harry being so close to her. She hated how they spent so much time apart. She loved her job, and she knew Harry loved playing quidditch, yet the distance was making them both crazy. Ginny sighed and nuzzled closer, deciding not to think about that at the moment. Because Harry was there now, and they were together. The song shifted, and Ginny started to listen to it, while thinking about how strangely appropriate the lyrics were.

When I fall in love

It will be forever

Or I'll never fall in love

"I love this song," Harry whispered in her ear, and Ginny nodded softly, or as much as it was possible to nod with her head on his shoulder.

"I was thinking about that too," she muttered. "You know, it has never really been anyone for me but you. I fell in love with you when I was ten, and although I tried to work against it for all those years, deep down inside I knew all along that it was you I wanted."

In a restless world
Like this is
Love is ended before it's begun
And too many
Moonlight kisses
Seem to cool in the warmth of the sun

"I have something to ask you," Harry whispered after a moment of silence. Ginny lifted her head, sensing the seriousness in his tone. They were still dancing, the only couple left on the dancefloor now. Everyone else seemed to have disappeared during the last song.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Do you really mean it when you say you will love me forever?" he said quietly, eyeing her seriously.

"I do."

"Good, because I feel the same way. These last six months have been the greatest months of my life. We have spent a lot of time apart, but I'm not worried about that. See, I trust you in a way that I have never trusted anyone before. I'm being painfully honest with you now, but the truth is, that with every other person I have ever known I was always afraid they would give up on me and leave. Or that something would happen which would force us apart. But with you, I don't have that fear. I don't know if it is irrational, or if it is stupid, I don't care. What I do know is that I don't ever want anyone but you. Ever. Ginny Weasley, will you marry me?"

Ginny stopped dancing, and only stared at him.

"Gin? Are you ok? I'm not asking you to marry me right now. I know you have a lot of stuff happening at school, and that you have a lot of plans. I'm not asking you to give up on any of those. What I am asking you is whether I can be a part of those plans or not."

Ginny swallowed. Without wanting to she felt tears well up in her eyes, and she nodded dazedly. "Of course I will marry you. I mean, how can I not? There is no one else. I…" She sniffled loudly, despite herself, and Harry chuckled.

"I didn't mean to make you cry. Are they happy tears?"

"Very happy tears."

"So you want to marry me then?"

"More than anything in the world."

When I give my heart
I give it completely
Or I'll never give my heart

And the moment I can feel that you feel that way too
Is when I fall in love with you