I'll Always Remember You

By Duck Goddess

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or anything like that. I only own the plot.

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Chapter Eight – Disapproval

It was nearly the end of the summer. Mrs. Weasley was having yet another family dinner at The Burrow and she was very concerned about what her daughter wanted to pursue as a career.

"So, Ginny," she began, "What are you going to do in September?"

Everyone stopped eating and looked at the small redhead.

"Well, I think I'm going to go into Auror training," said Ginny.

"Why?" Mrs. Weasley asked incredulously. In her mind, being an Auror was too dangerous for her little girl…she had been possessed by Voldemort, fought Death Eaters for three years and lost her memory in the process and she was only 18.

"I think it's the only job that would actually suit me. I was top of my DADA class, Mum and I got decent marks in Transfiguration, Charms and Potions!" Ginny reasoned.

"But don't you think it's a bit dangerous? Besides, being an Auror fits men more," Mrs. Weasley argued.

"Ron's in Auror training and you don't care. Tonks is an Auror and she's obviously female," Ginny pointed out.

"Tonks is different, Ginny! She hasn't been so…fragile!" Mrs. Weasley said.

"So you think I'm fragile, eh?" Ginny said quietly, standing up, "I am NOT fragile! And I am NOT different from Tonks! I'm clumsy, I can't cook and I can certainly succeed as an Auror!"

Everyone watched, their jaws hanging as the two argumentative Weasley women argued. They were both flushed and their heads looked like they were on fire.

"The war's bloody over, Mum!" Ginny shouted, "It's not dangerous anymore! Why don't you want me to go into Auror training?"

"You don't know what it's like, Ginevra! You don't know what it's like to think of losing your children!" Mrs. Weasley yelled, looking like she was on the verge of tears, "When Bill got attacked by Fenrir Greyback, when Percy died and when YOU got possessed by You-Know-Who in first year! And then you lost your memory! You don't know what it's like – you don't have children!"

"Molly, calm down," Mr. Weasley said gently, "I think it's a good idea if Ginny goes into Auror training."

"Arthur!" Mrs. Weasley looked scandalized. "I never thought YOU would actually agree with that idea!"

"Mum, the whole idea of being an Auror is fighting the people who actually did this to us! Right, Ron?" Ginny looked to her brother for support as Mrs. Weasley glared at her youngest son.

"Er – I'd actually like to stay neutral in this," said Ron, cowering under their gazes.

"Useless git," Ginny muttered under her breath, "Anyways, I WANT to fight those evil idiots who did those horrible things to us!"

"You CAN'T!" Mrs. Weasley shouted, "Don't you know what happened to you in your first and sixth year? You obviously can't protect yourself!"

There was a pregnant pause. Then, Ginny turned and ran out into the garden, sobbing. Everyone turned to look at Mrs. Weasley and she, too, left the room.

"Well, this has been a happy dinner," said Fred sarcastically.

Mr. Weasley cast him a warning glance.

"I'll go talk to Ginny," Harry offered yet again. When no one reacted, he stood up and walked into the garden. His heart broke at the sight of her sobbing her heart out, her body shuddering with her knees pulled up to her chest. Ginny looked so tiny like that…it was hard to think that this was the girl who broke into broom sheds at the age of six.

"Ginny?" he asked softly.

"Go away, Harry," her muffled voice replied.

"Think about what your locket says." Ginny finally lifted her head up and he saw that her eyes were red and her cheeks were stained with tears.

"I've been crying a lot, haven't I?"

"There's nothing wrong with having a good cry," said Harry, sitting down beside her, "You know, your mum just wants you to be safe."

"And she didn't mean it when she said that I couldn't protect myself, yeah, yeah, yeah," she said bitterly.

"Well, I'd give anything to have a mother," Harry said softly.

"I'm sorry, Harry. It's just…I hate being thought of as fragile. I hate being judged by what happened to me. And I hate all of this," she sobbed. Harry instantly acted on instinct and wrapped an arm around her. Ginny sobbed into his shoulder and he was sure she could feel how fast his heart was beating.

"We do a lot of talking here," he commented.

"Yeah," she replied quietly, wiping the tears away, "I'm sorry for breaking down on you like that."

"It's alright. You know your family's worried about you, especially your mum."

"I don't want to talk about her right now," said Ginny stubbornly, "I'm 18 years old! I don't need to be protected anymore!"

"But she's your MUM; of course she has to worry about you and stuff. And, after all you guys have been through, I don't blame her."

"It's no reason to call me fragile, though! I HATE being called fragile…I remember that I told myself to be strong after my first year. And I thought I WAS strong. But, obviously, my own mother doesn't think that and she should know me better than anyone else!" Ginny yelled angrily.

"I doubt she means that," Harry soothed, "Like I said before, she just wants to protect you." Ginny eyed him warily, and then sighed.

"I guess you're right. You must be sick of comforting me, aren't you?"

"You've been through a lot," Harry merely said.

She leaned her head on his shoulder and he flinched at this sign of affection.

"Thank you, Harry."

"You've thanked me before."

"But now, I truly mean it."

"You didn't mean it before?" said Harry incredulously.

"No!" Ginny giggled. "I DID mean it before. I just know what it truly means now."

"Oh. Okay."

"You know, I didn't mean those 'I've only known you for a week so you're not my friend' things. 'Cause I really do count you as my friend now," said Ginny sincerely.

"So do I," Harry replied. I always have.

A few days later, Ginny and Mrs. Weasley still weren't talking to each other, despite Harry's and Mr. Weasley's talks to them. Stubborn Weasleys, Harry thought irritably. Finally, Mrs. Weasley spoke.

"Ginny…" she began.

"What?" she snapped, "Are you going to say I can't protect myself again? Are you going to say that I should hire some Aurors to act as a bodyguard because I can't become one?"

"No," Mrs. Weasley replied, flaring up, "I was about to say that I was alright with you going into Auror training but if you keep this attitude up, maybe I'll change my mind!" Everyone watched in amusement as Ginny's facial expression went from angry to excited.

"I won't keep it up! I promise! Oh, thank you, Mum!" Ginny cried, flinging her arms around her, and then her father.

"Why don't you write to the Head, now, dear?" Mrs. Weasley said kindly.

"I'm going! I have to tell Luna!" She Disapparated and her mother sighed.

Ginny arrived in her flat and Luna blinked wearily.

"Gin? What are you doing here? I thought you were at The Burrow," Luna asked quizzically.

"My mum said I can go into Auror training!" She hugged her best friend excitedly, "I have to go write to the Head!"

She ran off into her room, grabbed some parchment, a quill and ink and quickly sent her owl off. She grinned happily. She was becoming an AUROR! Ginny didn't have to do a desk job! She could see Ron, Hermione and Harry at the Ministry…they could have lunch together…maybe she could go next door to the Daily Prophet and meet Luna…

The next morning, Ginny woke up to find a Ministry owl tapping on her window. She had just had a strange dream where she was battling Death Eaters near the Astronomy Tower at Hogwarts while Harry was sobbing. She nervously opened it and the owl flew in. She took the letter and read it shakily:

Dear Ms. Weasley,

Please come to the Auror Headquarters at the Ministry of Magic, London at 11:00 am on ? I would like to view your OWLs and NEWTs results. Thank you.

Yours,

Remus J. Lupin

Head of Auror Office, Ministry of Magic, London

P.S. Nymphadora Tonks Lupin sends her love. She says: Hope you're doing fine, Gin! How are you doing as the maid-of-honour? Send my love to Harry, Ron, Hermione and Luna as well so they don't get jealous!

Ginny grinned at the post script. Tonks (she never went by Lupin) would slaughter Remus for writing her first name down. She ran next door to show Luna but she was still fast asleep, snoring. She ran into her room, got dressed, brushed her teeth and Disapparated.

She arrived at the front door of Ron's and Hermione's house and knocked. Hermione opened it, looking tired and sleepy, still wearing her dressing gown.

"Oh, it's you, Gin," said Hermione wearily.

"Yeah, nice to see you too, Herm," she replied sarcastically, "Anyways, look!"

Hermione took the letter from Remus and smiled at the post script.

"Typical Tonks. Anyways, could you come by a bit later? It's 7:00 in the morning," said Hermione, stifling a yawn. Ginny checked her watch. She was right.

"I'm so sorry, Herm! I didn't realize! Bye!" Ginny walked to the back of a tree and Disapparated. No wonder Luna was still asleep. But she knew someone who would be awake.

She Apparated to the front of Harry's door and knocked. He opened it, looking the opposite of Hermione.

"Hey, Gin! What are you doing here so early?" he asked.

"Look!"

He took her letter and read it. Harry chuckled at the last bit.

"Typical Tonks."

"That's what Hermione said. Apparently, it's only 7:00 in the morning but I knew you'd be awake," said Ginny.

"So you just come to me, assuming I'd be awake," said Harry dryly. Ginny pouted and he laughed.

"Anyways, do you want to come in?" he asked politely. She walked inside and sat down on the sofa. Harry handed her a mug of tea.

"Want some breakfast? Some toast?" he called, walking back to the kitchen.

"Yes, please!" Ginny replied, suddenly realizing how hungry she was. He handed her a plate and they both munched on the toast. It was a very nice feeling, just sitting with Harry, eating breakfast. She thought she could get used to it.

"Harry," she suddenly said.

"Yeah?"

"I think I'm beginning to remember you."

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