A/N: Hey, I'm back. I;m sorry that it has been so long since I last updated but a lot has been going on. I had a couple of tests and a Final. However, my class is now over so I should have a lot more time to write. Anyway, here is chapter Six.

Chapter Six

An Invitation

The next day at breakfast Harry kept shooting Ginny furtive glances to the great amusement of Hermione. However, Ginny seemed not to notice. In fact, she didn't seem to notice much of anything that went on. She just sat at the table with a broad smile on her face.

After breakfast Ginny went upstairs to her room, looking for some time to savor the events of the previous night. Things seemed to be looking up for her, after seven years Harry seemed to think of her in a way other then a friend or as Ron's little sister.

"Hey, Ginny" said Harry quietly, knocking on the frame of her open door, "I was wondering if I could talk to you?"

"Sure," she said sitting up on her bed from were she had been reading a magazine.

"Well," said Harry approaching her, "We haven't had much of a chance to talk since that kiss that we had."

'Oh no,' thought Ginny, 'He did it just on an impulse. He doesn't really like me. How could I have been so stupid? Hermione was wrong. There is no way that he could like me.'

Harry walked over and sat on the edge of the bed next to her. He pulled out a single rose from behind his back and said, "Will you go to dinner with me tonight Ginny?"

"Of course," said Ginny enveloping a surprised Harry in a hug. She grinned shyly and said, "How could you ever think any different?"

"I hoped that you would say yes, but there is always that fear that…"

"I understand, I thought that too before now but…" she trailed off.

"Don't worry, Gin," said Harry clutching her to him, "I meant what I said last night. I will always be there for you." She smiled and relaxed against his shoulder.

Harry conjured a vase and levitated the rose into it before tucking his wand away and resting his chin on her head. He ran a hand through her burgundy tresses and she sighed contentedly. He pulled away from her slightly so that he could lean down and kiss her on the forehead. "Ginny," he said, "I talked to Ron."

"Yeah," she said. "I noticed the bruise."

Harry chuckled softly at her comment, "Well that, apparently, was the warning. But, he spoke with your father and brothers about this and he reckons that they are okay with me dating you."

"Well, that's…surprising. He must really like you Harry."

"He reckons that I get one chance due to the whole Voldemort thing."

"Well, I'd think so," said Ginny with mock hostility filling her voice.

Harry chuckled at her reaction and stood up from the bed. "How 'bout we go down to the kitchen," said Harry.

"Okay," replied Ginny. Harry took her hand and led her out of the door of their room and down the rickety staircase. They walked into the kitchen to find the twins sitting there testing some new product.

"Ah hello Harry," said Fred, seeing the pair walk through the door.

"Yes, good to see you," said George, "Might we have a word?"

"Sure," said Harry warily, "I'll be back in a second Gin."

"Okay," said Ginny shouting a warning glance towards the twins.

"Now, come along," said George, leading Harry out the door and into the expansive backyard. They began to walk slowly around the perimeter of the gardens. Once they were out of earshot George began, "Well Harry it seems that it has finally happened and you have taken a liking to our sister."

"And we couldn't be happier," continued Fred, "But, we would just like it known that you should take care with this relationship."

"Of course," said Harry.

"We knew you would feel that way Harry," said George, "You are a decent bloke and you aren't here for just a quick shag. Just know that you have our full support."

"Thank You," said Harry apprehensively knowing that something had to be coming next.

"But, just a warning Harry," said George Harry thought that something like this had been coming.

"If you hurt her…" Fred allowed himself to trail off as Harry got the idea.

"Honestly, I'm not going to hurt her in any way. I'm not going to violate her trust. I won't put her through pain again. Trust me."

"We do, Harry," said George, "That is why we are going to help you. So have you asked her out yet?"

"Yeah," said Harry, "We're going out to dinner tonight."

"Well," said Fred, "I'm going to recommend that you go to a restaurant in the muggle village. It's called Antonio's, we figured that you don't really know many restaurants around here and trust me, this is a good choice."

"There is only one problem," said Fred, "It's bloody expensive."

"I have enough money," said Harry.

"We know," said George, "But we figured that you probably don't have much muggle money lying around so, here." George shoved a thousand pounds into Harry's hands.

"What?" said Harry, shocked. "You can't give me this much money."

"Yes, we can," replied Fred. "Just write us a note so we can withdraw the equivalent from your Gringotts vault."

"Sure," said Harry, and he conjured up a large eagle quill, a bottle of ink, a roll of parchment and a small writing desk. He write out a not assigning three hundred galleons to Fred and George Weasley. Then, with a wave of his wand, he vanished the writing materials and handed the note to Fred.

"Thanks Harry," said George and they vanished with a pop. Harry assumed that they went to collect their gold.

Harry then turned to walk back into the house and greet Ginny. He walked into the kitchen to find her leaning against the counter, staring out the window. Harry crept up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She stiffened in surprise before relaxing back into his arms. "So, are you ready for tonight?" Harry whispered into her ear.

"Of course," replied Ginny, "Can't wait." She spun around to kiss him.

A/N: So, Did you like it? I hope you did. Sorry again for the delay. Please Review. If you review a lot I will write faster. I hope to have another chapter up within the next couple of days. SO, Go forth and PLEASE REVIEW.