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A/N: Sorry I haven't updated recently. I have been pretty busy. I had this major test in a Spainsh class that I am taking and I really had to study. So, sorry, I hope to get at least one more chapter up before I leave for the weekend. So no worries. Thank you to all of my reviewers,big thanks toHorace Slughorn. Sorry to keep you wating. Also huge thanks to ChaosEchos, luvs to you too, and angel6 aka trinigyal, that was a great response.

Well, without further ado, here is Chapter Five. I hope you like it.

Chapter Five

Just Shut Up and Kiss Her

Harry sat looking at the garden with Hermione's last words still ringing in his ears. Just shut up and kiss her. It was too appealing to Harry. But, he needed to make a genuine effort to talk to her first.

Harry leaned back and sighed to himself. How was he ever going to do this? Gryffindor courage? Yeah, right. Harry felt anything but courageous at the moment.

He stood up and walked along the edge of a small stream. He watched as a frog jumped off of the bank and into the water. Just take the plunge. Harry should take a lesson from the frog. He should just jump right in. He should just do it.

Harry had taken several purposeful steps toward the house before his courage failed him once again. There was no way that this was going to work. Harry sat down in despair. He rested up against a tree and tried to think.

If he tried to talk to her he would probably just make an idiot of himself. But, he had to. It needed to be done. Once Harry did it he would feel better, maybe.

Harry stood up and brushed himself of. He had to do this. Harry walked to the house and through the front door. "Hi Mrs. Weasley," he said, "Do you know where Ginny is?"

"Hello, Harry dear," said Mrs. Weasley, "I think she is up in her room."

"Okay," said Harry, hurrying up the stairs. When he came to Ginny's room he paused outside the door. With a deep breath he knocked.

Harry heard Ginny pace toward the door and throw it open. "What!" she snapped. "Oh, it's you Harry. Sorry. Come on in," she said, blushing furiously.

"Er, thanks," said Harry. He walked into Ginny's room and sat down uneasily on the edge of her bed. Ginny walked over and sat beside him. "So, how have you been recently?" he asked.

"Good," replied Ginny, "So, what did you want to talk about?"

"Well, I um, you see, you have always been, but when I," Harry stammered. Harry was making an idiot of Himself. He knew that he would do this. Why did he ever have this idea? She would never want to be with him.

"Harry?" she prompted. Her face showed concern.

Harry took a deep breath and began again. "When I woke up, you were there. You didn't have to be, but you were."

"Oh, Harry," Ginny started, but Harry held up a hand.

"Just, just please let me finish," said Harry. Ginny nodded and Harry began again, "Well, I guess what I am trying to say is…" Harry trailed off. He gave a large sigh. Why did this have to be so hard? Ginny looked at him, urging him to continue. Just shut up and kiss her said a voice in the back of his head. "Ginny?" asked Harry quietly, moving closer to her.

"Yes?" she replied tentatively.

"Thanks," he whispered and he leaned in to bring her lips to his. She looked startled but soon smiled and settled into the kiss. Harry drew her closer to him and she fell into his embrace. The kiss was soft and subtle, their lips grazing and nipping. They slowly pulled away from each other, still locked in a tight embrace.

"Wow," said Harry.

"Yeah," gasped Ginny.

"So, you…Would you? Do you still trust me?"

"Of course," Ginny said, clutching Harry to her. Harry simply grinned and held her closer to him. He bent down to kiss her forehead.

"Thank you," he said.

"Why?" asked Ginny, curiosity evident in her voice.

"You were always there," said Harry, rising to his feet and pulling her with him. "I was awful to you. I left you, but you were always there."

"It's okay," said Ginny calmly.

"I will always be there for you," said Harry, looking deep into her eyes, "always, I promise."

"I know," she replied, leaning her head against his chest. He pulled her chin up and kissed her again before leaving.

After Harry left Ginny sank back on her bed. Harry had kissed her. She laid down sighing deeply, trying to savor the moment.

Harry couldn't believe it. She trusted him, really trusted him. This could work, he got another chance and he was not going to waste it.

Harry couldn't think of a downside to everything that had been happening. Voldemort was gone and so were the death eaters. He was safe and finally free of The Prophesy that had been such a bane to his personal life. And now Harry had Ginny. He finally had his love. There was nothing that could possibly dampen his day. The outlook was…

'Damn it,' thought Harry. He groaned and leaned against the nearest wall. 'Okay,' he thought to himself, 'So there is a downside. He had to tell Ron and there is no way that he is going to take this well.'

Harry turned around and walked towards Ron's room. 'It would be best to do this sooner rather then later,' thought Harry as he knocked on Ron's door. "Yeah," Ron called from the inside.

"It's me," replied Harry.

"Come on in," called Ron. Harry opened the door into Ron's room. It was much the same as always with his Chudley Cannons posters and bright orange comforter. However, there were also touches that were obviously Hermione's influences. For one thing the room was clean! There were also a variety of books on the wall and a picture of Hermione on Ron's bedside table. Ron was leaning back in a chair next to his desk.

"Hey," said Harry, leaning against the door frame, "I wanted to talk to you about something."

"What?" asked Ron, rising from his seat.

"Well, I just went and talked to Ginny, and it seems that…We might be dating soon," said Harry.

"Hmm," Ron said with a thoughtful look upon his face. Harry was rather surprised. He thought that Ron would totally flip out and start screaming. But, instead, he was simply looking at Harry with a look of contemplation upon his face.

A small smile slowly spread across Ron's face. He walked calmly over to Harry, looked him in the eye, and punched him in the jaw.

Harry fell backwards threw the open doorway sprawled on his back. Ron just stood there looking at him. "What the Hell?" shouted Harry.

"That," said Ron, as calmly as ever, "was a warning." Ron walked over and offered his hand to help Harry up before walking back into his room, Harry followed. "You must remember at all times that Ginny has six overprotective brothers. Let me just say that this wasn't exactly unexpected so I was able to talk it over with the rest of my brothers, and dad."

"Yeah?" said Harry, "What did they say?"

"This is your one," said Ron.

"What? What is that? What do you mean by my one," asked Harry.

"Harry. You have been my friend for seven years. We have been through a lot together. You conquered Voldemort and saved the world, locking up pretty much every Death Eater in the process. My family trusts you, and, therefore, we have decided to let you date Ginny without fear of our retribution," Ron walked over and patted Harry on the back.

"Thank you," said Harry, sounding surprised.

"However," said Ron putting his hand on Harry's shoulder, "If you hurt her, we will get you. Don't ever forget, she has six brothers."

"I won't," said Harry with a grin on his face.

"Now come on," said Ron with a more relaxed air, "Let me go beat you at chess."

"Sounds good," chuckled Harry.

"Hermione!" Ginny called out into the hall. Hermione walked into Ginny's room to see Ginny sitting on the bed with a huge grin on her face. "You won't believe what just happened," she said excitedly.

"What?" questioned Hermione sitting on the edge of Ginny's bed.

"Well, Harry was just in here and he said that he had something to say. And he started talking about how I was there for him at the hospital, but then he just trailed off," said Ginny quickly.

"Really?" asked Hermione.

"Yes, but that's not all. When he couldn't say anything he just said 'thanks' and then HE KISSED ME," Ginny Squealed. Hermione gasped and then squealed, pulling Ginny into a hug.

"Oh my god, that is so great. I am so happy for you," said Hermione.

"I know," Ginny sighed, falling backward on her bed. She continued to grin up at the ceiling, obviously thinking of Harry.

Hermione looked at Ginny with a smirk on her face. Well, it seemed that Harry had taken her advice. Good, they were made to be together. She chuckled to herself, well it seemed that Harry really had shut up and kissed her. Oh well, it worked. She chuckled to herself as she left the room, leaving a love struck Ginny to her thoughts.

A/N: So, You like it? I really hope that you did. Now that you have read, please Review. So, go forth and review, it will make me very happy.