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Chapter 6: When Harry Met……Nick?

Harry's POV

I've done it. I Harry Potter Have killed Tom Riddle. I've killed Voldemort! Its over!

Harry thought, everything coming to realization.

He would have to leave the "LeEpitome" Hotel tomorrow. Word would be out soon and Harry would be a wanted man. Paparazzi would be on his tail soon.

The prophet would announce Harry had killed the long feared Lord Voldemort and the world would rejoice.

The wizarding world could be

rejoicing right now for all he knew, but right now all Harry wanted was some sleep. His

thoughts fluttered away as he curled up under the covers feeling light and safe. Nothing,

he thought at this point could go wrong.

Harry awoke the next morning at 10:38 feeling fresh and new with his 12 hours of sleep and having killed Voldemort.

He walked over to the mini fridge adorning the hotel room, knowing where he would go. To the burrow of course. How could he not really.

The Weasley's would be expecting it, so would the order. They would celebrate he imagined, he would see Ginny again. Oh, just thinking of Ginny made him go weak in the knees.

He wrapped the plastic off a pastry and flipped on the television. Even the muggle news knew something was going on. "We have reason to believe there is a secret convention going on around London, due in part to the large amount of People dressed in strange costumes…..blah blah blah, "

Harry needed to get back to the burrow NOW. He packed his clothes and a few other possessions in his bag before heading downstairs.

Harry thanked God he had come to a muggle hotel. After checking out he headed to the back of the hotel, where a lot of the employees probably came out for a smoke here and there judging by the cigarette buds littering the ground. Harry thought of the Weasley's doorstep, warm and friendly, and with a pop, he was there.

He stood at the doorway a few moments before doing anything. He looked at the door the yard, memories of de-gnoming. Bloody hell he had missed this.

GINNYS POV:

Ginny brushed her teeth happily, it had happened! At last the war was over! She had to get downstairs quickly and join the celebration, the whole house was enjoying.

Mum was cooking a HUGE feast in its honor and the entire Wizarding world had the day off of work to celebrate with there families. Her dad was in London, picking up groceries for mum, since all the wizarding stores were closed.

But besides that the whole Family was here having rushed to the burrow when they heard the news. Even Hermione was here since her family didn't seem to understand what it was to have killed Voldemort.

She ran a brush through her hair one more time before bounding happily down the stairs. Everybody was enjoying a butterbeer (at 10:30 in the morning) and chattering lightly.

They all had the same thought on there mind though, where was Harry? He really didn't have anywhere else to go did he? Shouldn't he be here with them? Basking in the pride of killing Voldemort? Oh well Ginny thought.

No matter. We'll here from him. She also wished Nick was here. He could just come to the dinner tonight, the whole order would be there, it would be amazing she pondered, running her finger along the rim of her mug.

"When do you reckon the order will get here?" Ron asked Mum, sounding rather stupid quite honestly. "Well not for hours Ron! I have to prepare the food…and your father isn't even back with the groceries, bless his heart."

Mum rambled on as she opened yet another bottle of butterbeer. "Refills anyone?" Mum smiled gaily as she said it.

It was nice to see everybody so happy. Even Percy was enjoying being with the family for once. "Molly dear, I'm home! And look who I've brought with me!" Arthur yelled from the foyer.

"Oh dear…I do hope he hasn't brought home a bum or-" Mrs. Weasley was immediately cut off by the sound of Ginny's voice shouting "HARRY!" as loud as humanly possible. Ginny hurled her body at him and hugged him tightly.

"You did it! Harry you did it!" Ginny screeched giddily. Harry was smiling broadly and hugging Ginny back.

In the back corners of her mind Ginny wondered if it was because of having defeated Voldemort he was smiling or if it had more to do with the hug. Whatever it was it didn't matter.

Everybody else quickly trickled into the foyer and stood awkwardly while Ginny and Harry hugged. Seeing this both Ginny and Harry let go of each other and everybody took turns hugging Harry and Or giving him a good pat on the back.

Mum gave Harry a large mug of butterbeer and enveloped him in a tight hug. Harry patted her on the back with his butterbeer-free hand and kissed her on the cheek.

Mum then promptly blushed. She actually blushed! How cute. But why hadn't Harry kissed her on the cheek…she was like a sister, wasn't she? STOP THIS Ginerva Weasley!

Now Ginny remembered why she had waited for him so long.

Harry's POV: Later on at the Par-tay

"And then, I says to Harry, But we'll get caught, and he says, RON! DO I LOOK LIKE I CARE RIGHT NOW!" Ron recalled.

Just about everybody (except Himself Hermione and Ginny) was very drunk at this point. Just then a knock came at the door, "Get that will you love!" Mrs. Weasley said patting Harry on the leg and Laughing along with the group about whatever story of his childhood they were telling.

"Hello I'm Nick!" the man at the door said shaking Harry's hand. He looked to be about his age give or take a year.

Hmmm how odd, he didn't know this man. Just then Ginny appeared behind Harry. "Umm…Nick come in! Head into the kitchen and my Mum will get you a drink," Nick then headed off to the kitchen hanging up his coat on the way there.

He certainly knew his way around Harry thought. "… Harry could I talk to you a second?" Ginny asked him with a mix of Nervous innocence. "Course Ginny!" Harry followed her outside. Here it comes he thought. They would be together in no time.

Ginny's POV

"Harry," Ginny started, the innocence gone, and the nervousness standing alone. " I'm getting married to Nick, he's really wonderful, he's kind and smart and he listens to me," Ginny looked into Harry's eyes, waiting for his reaction. Then his eyes kind of bulged out. "That Nick? You're getting MARRIED to him! GINNY YOU'RE ONLY Just beginning your 7th year! You can't be serious!" Harry Blurted.

Ginny was expecting this. "I love him Harry, age doesn't matter. Please don't insult my fiancé!" Ginny said back in a nice firm voice. Then Ginny's heart broke.

Because Harry's heart Broke. She wanted to cry out in sadness. But she loved Nick, not just Harry, she reminded herself this. He was in much emotional pain.

She could hear it in his voice. "I'm surry Gin. I was just…surprised. I'm happy for you, really. When's the wedding?" Harry asked his voice flat.

"We were aiming for sometime after our last year in Hogwarts. He's in my year too. A hufflepuff." Ginny told him earnestly.

"A Hufflepuff?" He said more than he asked, slightly amused. Ginny didn't see anything amusing about it though, and gave him a dirty look. "Sorry Gin." Harry said one more time before pulling her into a hug.

It was a tight hug. Not really appropriate for a congratulations. It was a lover's goodbye hug. But Ginny didn't Care. She hugged him back and squeezed Harry's hand one last time before they re-entered the party.

She knew Telling Harry She couldn't be with Him was one of the hardest things Ginny would ever do.

Harry's POV

It was sickening how lovey they were together. When He and Ginny had gotten back from their little talk she had promptly sat down on Nick's lap and pecked him on the cheek.

Harry's heart had left his body. He had never felt so hopeless in alone. Not even in the face of Voldemort. That's how much it hurt to know his chances of being with Ginny were gone.

The rest of the night Harry remained planted in his seat, brow furrowed in frustration. But Hermione was the only one who confronted him on it, everybody but Ginny and Nick seemed were drunk, too drunk to notice his pain.

Later on when the house was quiet (and Nick had left) and all were asleep he crept downstairs and sat solemnly in front of the fire. Hermione sat down beside him. "Hey Harry. I'm guessing Ginny told you?" Sympathy leaking out of every word. "Ya she did"

Harry replied ever so quietly. "I loved her." "I LOVE her." He added. "But Harry, look at it from her point of view, she needed to get over you after you left.

What If you had gotten hurt Harry? Or worse? Ginny wouldn't be able to deal. She was probably just preparing herself." Hermione spoke tenderly.

"She could have waited for me! I would have done that for her!" Harry started to get angry.

This wasn't fair to HIM at all! "Harry! Weren't you listening to what I said? What if she had broken it off with Nick, whom she loved, to wait for you? What if you hadn't come back! Harry that would be horrible for her!" Hermione whispered, so as not to wake the Weasleys.

"I suppose" was all Harry said. "Thanks Mione." He added before grabbing his broom from the hall and heading outside.

DON'T WORRY! nothing is gonna happen between Hermione and Harry. THey just had a wee-little moment there. Hope you like this! So sorry it took SO long to update!

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