Chapter Title: Devine Oblivion

Author: Shmily (Meghan)

Synopsis: It's the summer before Harry's seventh and final year at Hogwarts and Ginny isn't such a little girl anymore, and people are starting to notice, including, the Wizarding World's Only Hope, a werewolf, and everyone's favorite escaped convict (explanation as to why he's not dead in the story!)

Ginny had to admit that, that afternoon had to be one of the best afternoons of her entire life. She had spent her time swimming with Sirius, Remus and Harry. They were all extremely fun to spend time with, Ginny decided. She was now standing in front of the dresser looking for something fun to wear for the rest of the day. She finally settled for a mini-skirt and a tank top; Ginny was extremely astonished to find out that Hermione had ever owned such clothes. When Ginny had questioned her about it she simply rolled her eyes explaining that her mother had gone through a 'phase' where she thought that Hermione would feel better if she bought her the type of clothes that 'all the normal kids were wearing', of course that only infuriated Hermione more and she was going to ignite them when she got to Hogwarts if she didn't think they'd fit Ginny.

Though Ginny had to admit it wasn't her style, as she observed herself in the mirror she slowly decided that she might have to change what exactly her style was. She donned the white mini skirt and the white tank top that clung nicely to her frame. She had gotten Tonks to do a drying charm on her hair, by simply saying the twins had put something grotesque in her hair and she needed to drench it immediately. Tonks of course believed her without raising any question and even helped Ginny to style it so it flipped nicely out making her face look thinner. Ginny ran downstairs to see if dinner was ready yet, she and Harry had already gotten in trouble for missing lunch, not to mention some prying questions about where they were, but Remus covered for them all saying that Sirius, Ginny and Harry were helping him with some of his lesson plans for the new school year.

Dumbledore had asked Remus back to teach. In trying times it was hard to find a teacher that he could trust and Dumbledore was able to get the School Board of Governors to agree; without Lucius Malfoy there to object, the vote wasn't hard to secure. Ginny could tell that Remus was extremely excited about being able to teach again. She was happy that he had a real job to speak of now. She ran into the kitchen to find her mother making dinner. Ginny hopped up, sitting on the counter swinging her legs lazily she smiled at her mother.

"Can I help you Mum?" Molly practically jumped at the sound. She looked at her daughter for a second before she smiled widely. She hadn't really had time in the last two years to keep up her relationship with her daughter, because of Order business and Bill and Charlie running around trying to get themselves killed. Not to mention that fact that though Percy had accepted that Voldemort had come back, he still wasn't talking to the family. Molly rubbed her hands on her apron and said, "Of course you can dear, I'm so glad someone is taking initiative around here and offering to help."

"Mum if you needed help why didn't you just ask for it?" Ginny asked tilting her head to the side.

"You lot are old enough to know when something needs to be done, I'm not going to baby you all anymore." Molly sighed and moved toward the sink.

"I appreciate that you're allowing us to make our own decisions Mum." Molly sighed and smiled wanly at her daughter.

"Yes, well, I do wish that you'd find some other way to entertain yourself rather than playing that joke with Sirius. He's too old for you dear."

"Mum," Ginny whined sounding every bit fourteen again, "It's just a joke. Sirius is quite handsome, but he would never like me like that—"

"Too right he shouldn't. It would be wrong." Molly stated. Ginny glared at her mother, but Molly didn't seem to notice.

"Would it really be that bad Mum? I mean…I'm almost of age…and it's not as weird anymore…it's not uncommon for younger witches to marry older wizards these days." Molly blanched at he daughters comments; she turned and looked at her daughter concernedly.

"Certainly you're not falling for him Ginny." Ginny threw up her hands in defeat and shouted, "I was only being hypothetical mother, can't a witch be hypothetical every once in a while…and so what if I was…hmmm? What would you say?" Ginny braced her hands on her hips only to realize that it was the exact stance Molly had taken. They were both extremely stubborn women and Ginny wondered how this conversation would turn out. Ginny hadn't really had those thoughts about Sirius, but she wondered if her parents would mind her dating a wizard almost their age…after all it was happening more and more every day.

They stood in stubborn silence for maybe ten minutes neither giving in. Molly sighed and gave up, "I suppose…I don't know…you're almost of age…I suppose if he was a nice man, and he made you extremely happy, I mean happier than you've ever been in your entire life happy…I suppose I'd learn to deal with it." Molly said returning to the dinner preparations, "But it was a hypothetical question so I'm assuming I have nothing to worry about?" Molly asked cautiously.

"Right…,"Ginny said, "…not yet." She smiled as she heard her mother drop a pot.

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Ginny was the first at the table and sat staring at the fire. Soon Harry came down and sat next to her on the bench. He looked at Ginny and frowned slightly; he brought his arms around her shoulders and started rubbing her arms with his hands. Ginny sighed under his touch; Harry had definitely become friendlier within the hours, at this rate Ginny shuddered to think what might be happening this time tomorrow. Ginny pushed the thought from her mind and smiled warmly at Harry.

"Thank you, I was a tad bit cold." Ginny admitted feeling foolish for her outfit. Harry sensed her discomfort and reassured her, "You look really nice though. They say beauty is pain, but I personally think you'd be beautiful without subjecting yourself to such small clothes." Then he leaned close and whispered in her ear, "Though they do help a bit. You look lovely." Ginny looked into his sparkling eyes, he seemed more confident than Ginny had remembered him; she liked it, she found it brought out a different Ginny in her, a more confident flirty Ginny. Ginny felt daring and she brought her face closer to Harry's she whispered against his lips, "You think I'm lovely Harry?" She saw his body stiffen and his throat contract as he swallowed. All he could manage was to nod his head, Ginny nodded hers too bringing her lips even closer to his that they brushed slightly, he stiffened considerably more at the contact, Ginny drew back and looked at the fire. Harry sat stunned for a bit, "Ginny? What exactly was that?" Harry asked trying to control his shaky voice.

"Oh that?" she smirked evilly at him and said, "There was something on your lip…I thought I'd brush it off for you." She winked at him and saw that he shivered slightly. She could tell it was going to be an interesting summer.

Ginny stood up and went to see if she could help her mother with bringing out the food. When Ginny returned with the utensils for the table she saw that Remus and Sirius had arrived and they were conversing with Harry. Ginny placed the utensils, with the Black's crest on them, neatly on the table. Ginny made her way closer and closer to the trio sitting together when she almost stepped on Crookshanks, she hadn't been looking where she was going and the cat scared her with its hissing. She dropped the utensils right by Remus. Ginny sighed in frustration and bent down to pick them up.

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Harry saw it happen in slow motion, Ginny dropped the utensils everywhere, and then she started to bend and her skirt kept riding higher and higher on her thigh. Harry didn't know when he stood up to get a better look, but he did notice that Sirius had done the same thing, Remus on the other hand got the full view and had this permanent goofy grin on his face. The skirt kept going and Ginny's rear end was almost displayed. Go skirt go, you can do it! Go! Harry willed the skirt, but as though Ginny sensed what was going on she bent at the knees and scooped to pick up the utensils. Harry heard Sirius mumble a curse as Remus was gripping the table with both hands. Harry glared across at them both, but realized that he too was doing the same thing, but it was different with them…they were old men and Ginny was sixteen. Mmm…she was sixteen. Harry groaned audibly, gaining looks from Sirius and Remus who exchanged knowing glances; this of course caused him to blush furiously. He hated the fact that since he arrived he'd been coming off as just another randy teenager, when in actuality he was….another….moderately randy teenager. He resolved that all he had to do was controlled his body, which of course proposed to be a lot easier said than done. Ron had also walked into the room at that time with Hermione Granger hot on his heels.

"Listen Hermione, I don't want to discuss this with you right now." Hermione glared at him, but took his answer. Ron sat down next to Harry, and Hermione sat on Harry's other side. Harry found that this made him slightly miffed because he'd hoped he'd be able to sit next to Ginny, but apparently not.

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Though he was sitting between his two best friends he could still hear them bickering faintly in the background. He'd only been there for a short while and already they were bickering through him. They were arguing about, by the sounds of it, soap…

"Listen Hermione, I know that since you were raised privileged, it was different in your house, but the way I grew up, we shared soap." Ron explained. Hermione narrowed her eyes and glared across Harry at Ron.

"Privileged? What's that supposed to mean Ronald?" Hermione shrieked. Harry wanted to shrink away, or stand up and do a dance to see if they'd notice. Knowing them, they'd probably ask him to move so they could shout at each other properly. Instead, Harry resorted to emitting a heavy sigh, which awarded him the notice of Ron.

"Hey, mate! Where were you all day, I haven't seen you since this morning."

"Erm…I was around…you know, just thinking." Harry was desperate for a conversation change, "Hey, Remus, I heard you're going to be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts this year, any new plans?" This of course grabbed the interest of his two friends and they progressed into a conversation of what kinds of things Lupin should include in his lesson plans.

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Ginny finished setting the table and took a seat next to Sirius who grinned at her, and kissed her on the top of her head before he settled his arm around her shoulder. Ginny smiled at his antics and played along leaning her head to the inside of his shoulder. She looked across the table to see Harry staring at her intently. She flashed him a smile and a wink, he flushed red and looked away.

By the time the food came out, lots more people had arrived. Bill had brought Fleur with him, they had been a couple for a while and Fleur was getting a bit edgy about Bill not proposing yet; Charlie and Tonks also seemed to be getting cozy at the end of the bench. The twins were talking in hushed tones with Kingsley Shacklebolt…hmm…that was something you didn't see every day. People started tucking into their meals and conversation fluttered around the table nicely. While Ginny spooned potatoes into her mouth she was faintly aware of the conversation that Remus was having with Harry, Hermione, Ron and Sirius. It was about his lesson plans for the school term. She thought she might join the conversation, but she realized she was content to just listen to the people she loved having a conversation about something that was so much a part of their lives.

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Ginny Weasley was going to be the end of him, he'd decided. It was true that he hadn't had physical contact with a woman since he'd been sent to Azkaban, but that's not the only reason Ginny appealed to him…she was a sensual creature on a whole different level and he could tell. He could see it, it was there in the way she would dress carefully every morning…trying to be modest with her clothes, but never really succeeding in doing so, it was in the way she would chew on her upper lip when she was thinking, the way she pouted when she didn't get her way, the way she sat, the way she walked, the way she breathed. Sirius looked fondly as Ginny carefully spooned more potatoes onto her plate. She is definitely going to be the end of me.

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Remus sat alone in the kitchen watching the fire as it slowly died. He hadn't been able to sleep…the full moon would be tomorrow and though he'd been taking his Wolfesbane Potion it hadn't done anything for his symptoms. A werewolf's emotions and senses were normally heightened near the full moon. Another effect was that a few days before each full moon Remus would get extremely randy…almost to the point that he couldn't stand it and Ginny Weasley wasn't helping any. In all truth she was immature most of the time, especially when she was with Sirius, but she had many redeeming qualities. It was going to be hard teaching her this year.

He'd found that he'd felt himself compelled to watch over Ginny, he felt a certain protectiveness of her, he'd concluded that this was the reason that he'd gotten angry with Sirius before…

There was no way he was jealous….

What a preposterous thing to think. She was sixteen…sixteen…sixteen. Remus felt a hand on his shoulder and he gave a surprised yelp, causing Ginny Weasley to stumble back a bit.

"I'm sorry Remus, I wasn't sure if you were sleeping or not. I couldn't sleep so I came down to get some water…that normally helps me…I'm assuming the same for you?" Ginny said softly. Remus nodded his reply and looked back into the flaming embers of the fire.

"Would you mind terribly if I kept you company?" Ginny asked softly again…almost shyly. Remus smiled at her and nodded his head telling her that it would be alright for her to sit with him. She sat and shivered, she looked at Remus and confided, "I'm rather cold, this house is always so cold."

"Would you like to go to the garden, it's really an enchanted room, but I'm sure you probably already deduced that, anyway, it's charmed to stay warm and sunny all the time." Remus couldn't believe it, he was rambling again, it made him feel like he was seventeen; he hadn't rambled like that since…Lidia. Ginny shook her head and wrapped her arms around her body, "No that's okay…I'll manage. Unless you want to go…I'll go where you want to go." Remus looked at her, really looked at her. She looked extremely pale and there were dark circles underneath her eyes…they also looked a bit puffy as if she'd been crying. Remus felt a sickening feeling in his stomach, she looked really scared.

Remus flicked his wand and made the fire bigger; the he flicked it again and conjured a large blanket. He stood and moved toward the floor near the fire. He motioned for Ginny to follow and she did. She padded delicately to where Remus was standing.

"Sit," he commanded, spreading out the blanket on the floor placing a cushioning charm on it. Once they were both seated he conjured another large blanket and wrapped it around the both of them loosely at first because Ginny was sitting a little ways away from him. They both sat for a while staring at the fire, before Ginny sighed heavily and said, "Remus?"

"Yes?"

"Are you happy?" Ginny asked in a whisper as if it were a crime to speak.

"What do you mean…am I happy?"

"I mean…if you were to be called this minute to fight against Death Eaters…and suppose it was—er—your time, so to speak, would you die…happy…knowing that your last day or week or month was spent to the best of its ability? That you could hold onto that as you slipped away?" Ginny asked and hiccoughed.

"I…yes…I suppose, I mean…at least if I were called away sometime tonight I'd be able to say that my last minutes of my life were spent with a wonderful witch." Remus smiled at her, and saw the tears brimming in her eyes. Remus felt his stomach tighten and ache.

"Oh, Ginny, I didn't mean to make you cry." Remus said. Ginny moved close to him and wrapped her arms around his middle burying her face in his chest.

"It's not you," came her muffled reply as she lifted her head to look at him, "I'm just worried about the war and everything and what Harry's going to have to face soon…and…and…my brothers. If—if any of my brothers died…I…I…Mum would be devastated and…I'm so scared Remus." Ginny sobbed, Remus thought she looked beautiful when she cried, he found that he had bent down to kiss the tears away; he kissed her cheeks, her nose and her chin. He looked at her and smiled, "I'll take care of your family for you Ginevra, I promise." Remus whispered in her hair. He placed a delicate kiss in her hair; gently brushing away the tears and hair from her face. She nodded and he felt her breath slowly steady and he found that he too was falling asleep in her arms.

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