Harry pounced toward the sound of his instructor and aimed his wand directly at her throat.

He heard her clapping, "Well done, Mr. Potter. You're progress is astounding."

Harry placed his hands at his sides and bowed, "Thank you, Professor."

"Finish up with any defensive maneuver and then you are dismissed," Harry sensed her distribute her weight on both feet. She would jump at him.

Harry brought his wand to the ready position and took a deep breath. His instructor leaped into the air silently, no vocal sound at all.

Harry dropped to the floor and kicked both legs straight up. He caught her on her shoulders, sending her spinning across the sparring field. He heard her land on the ground opposite him. She bowed and walked toward her office.

Harry bowed and left the classroom. He heard the bell ring, and, keeping a hand to the wall, guided himself toward the Divination tower.

He climbed the stairs slowly, careful of tripping on steps or walking into people.

Half way up, Harry found Ginny, "Hey sweetheart."

She giggled, "Hello, Harry."

His smile, no more than a thin line of pain these days, loosened somewhat, "You've cut your hair."

"How could you tell?"

"Your voice is taller."

"That makes no sense, Merlin."

"Maybe not, Slytherin, but if I explained it to you, you might fall asleep and then fall down the stairs."

Ginny laughed and guided him down to the Great Hall.

Harry sat in his normal place and, as always now, the House elves had prepared a plate for him.

He rattled his goblet, as usual, to thank them, and made a mental note to go down and see them personally.

Ginny sat next to him, "Did you here? Daniel is Ravenclaw and Jamie is Hufflepuff!"

Harry raised his eyebrow, "They found out together?"

"Yes, well, um, they were…intertwined. And I'm not saying how."

Harry could feel the embarrassment coming from her and he quickly changed the subject, "How's the new Seeker?"

"She isn't too bad, but everyone's rubbish compared to you."

"Compared to the me when I could see," he corrected.

"Well, I suppose so, yes. So, are you coming to Hogsmede this weekend? You haven't gone in ages!"

"No, I think I'll stay here and—"

"Study in the Library," Ginny said dully.

"Well, maybe I could use the fresh air…"

"Damn right you could, Harry," Ron said as he sat down beside him, "You're turning into a regular Hermione," he leaned in close and whispered, "It's kinda scary."

"Alright then, I will go."

XXX

"Here's the carriage, Harry," Ginny placed his hand on the doorframe.

Once they sat down, Harry started laughing, and since it's the first time he's laughed in a while, Ginny looks at him, amazed, before asking what was so funny.

"Remember…on our…first date? I helped you into the carriage. And this time, you helped me!" he started laughing even harder.

Ginny looked at him, concerned for his sanity, "I don't think that's funny at all."

Harry's laughter subsided, "I guess it isn't really, but it sure feels good to laugh again."

Ginny looked at him, "You look better too. I mean, not that you were all that great looking in the first place, but I like happy you."

"I'm not sure if that's a compliment, but if it is, thank you and if it's not…" he began to tickle her.

"Stop it Harry," Ginny laughed, "I mean it Harry! Stop!"

And so they arrived at Hogsmede station, Ginny's hair out of place, her cheeks red and Harry really smiling for the first time in ages.

XXX

Harry and Ginny entered the Three Broomsticks pub and sat down at the bar, "Two butterbeers, Rosemerta!"

"All right, Mr. Potter!" two glasses appeared in front of them.

Harry held up his glass, "To the most beautiful of the Weasleys!" chink went they're glasses.

Harry drank his butterbeer and felt the liquid warm his body. Then his mind, "This is new," he muttered as he fell off the stool.