A/N: There! It's finally up! I'm really sorry it took so long. I've had summer duties. The next one will be up sooner, I promise!
Ginny closed her eyes and shivered. Now what do you say to that? Opening her eyes, she saw Harry's eyes filled with guilt. He was guilty and had even said sorry. That was something for a guy. Taking a deep breath, she answered.
"I'll give you a second chan-" She had barely finished when Harry's mouth covered her own. A smile crept upon her face, and she pulled away. "But if you show any sign of not trusting me, we're over. For real this time, okay?"
Harry nodded, water dripping of the tips of his hair, as he moved in to kiss her again. Ginny gladly accepted, wrapping her arms around Harry's neck. After a moment or two, Harry pulled away. "Ginny, do we have to tell your family?"
"Well, I suppose we're going to have to some day. I mean, they'll find out one way or another. Why?"
"I'm not sure they'd approve me dating their daughter illegally."
"Isn't there any loophole?"
Harry thought about the way Hermione had found. Yes, it would work, but did he want it? No. It would all be so they could date, not because they wanted to marry. What if it didn't work out for them?
"Afraid not. Maybe we should tell Dumbledore."
"I'm not sure Harry. What if you lose your job?"
"I don't care about my job Gin, I care about you. You don't know what it did to me when I saw Slopper ask you out."
Ginny's eyes went wide. "Slopper! He asked me if I wanted to be his girlfriend!"
Harry's mouth dropped. "Did you agree?"
Ginny didn't answer.
"That is not a good sign. Why Ginny?"
"Well, I was still upset about you and wanted a way to forget about you. . .So I kind of said yes. You aren't mad, are you?"
Harry looked hesitant. "Besides the fact that my renewed girlfriend has another guy besides me, I'm fine." He sat down on a nearby-tree stump. "Boy do we have problems with our sex-lives."
Ginny sat down beside him for a while before looking up and saying, "Harry? How do we get back up that slope?"
An hour and one half later found all the Weasleys, plus Hermione and Harry, soaked to the bone and heading back toward the Burrow. Nobody noticed that Ginny and Harry had their hands intertwined behind their backs.
Finally, after mugs of hot chocolate, Bill, Charlie and the twins decided it was time to go to bed, leaving the four some at the kitchen table. They all sat silently, sipping their hot chocolate until the clock chimed 12 o'clock.
"Merry Christmas Hermione," Ron whispered before leaning over and kissing her. Ginny and Harry looked at each other, nodded, then stood up.
"Right then. Um, we'll just be leaving now. I've got to madly kiss your sister Ron."
"Yeah, yeah, sure, go ahead Harry," Ron said breathlessly.
Shoving his fist in his mouth, Harry grabbed Ginny by the waist and the two climbed the stairs and into Ginny's bedroom. "Well that was . . . interesting."
Harry grinned. "You know, I should ask him next time to give up The Cannons."
Ginny gave a soft laugh before leaning her head on Harry's chest. "I'm glad we're back together," she whispered.
"Me too," Harry replied before kissing her gently.
The next morning brought colorful lights and presents galore. Harry had gotten everything from a new book from Hermione to a whole bag of Wizarding Wheezes from Gred and Forge. When the house elves arrived at the Burrow, Mrs. Weasley cried, saying it was far too much.
It all ended fast, as all good things do, and soon Harry and Ginny were back at Hogwarts once again.
Harry sat at his desk as his seventh year students piled into their seats. He smiled, particularly for Ginny who, in his opinion, looked Gorgeous that morning. As usual, all the girls sighed.
"Hullo class. How was your Christmas?" There was a few greats and awesomes among the class and a girl with brown hair asked how his Christmas was.
Harry blushed slightly. His Christmas had been ever so special. He and Ginny had stayed up snogging and doing . . . other things. "It was good. I rode my broom around and such."
Ginny was finding it hard not to smile. Here Harry was lying to the whole class, and she knew what he really did. She stared at her desk until Harry started to speak again.
"Okay, today we're going to learn about the Fwooper. Can anyone tell me what it is?"
And so the class continued , Harry making them read pages 256-268 and complete the questions on the board.. He flopped back into his desk, grading essays from the third years until Ginny walked up to his desk.
"Professor Potter? I was wondering if there were some people who could withstand the Fwooper song."
"Why yes Ms. Weasley. There are some people who can withstand the song. Mind you, they are very rare."
Ginny leaned on the desk and dropped a wad of paper. "Thanks Professor."
Harry glanced at her questionably, before grabbing the wad of paper. He spun in his spinney chair so his back was facing the class and opened the parchment.
Harry, Thanks a lot for the most boring assignment of the century! I've had more fun in Binn's!
Ginny
Harry's mouth twisted into a small smile. This could be fun. Closing his eyes, Harry gave a wave of his wand.
Ginny was scribbling that most Fwooper owners had to have a licence when words that were not her own appeared on the page.
Ginny, I'm glad you're enjoying the hard work while I sit here doing nothing. Yawn.
Harry
Ginny's mouth was open when she finished reading. She was about to read it again when the words disappeared. So he used a naughty note charm huh? Okay, here's a piece of his own medicine.
Harry was waiting for Ginny's return. He felt a strange tickling on the back of his hand, and realized it was her note.
Harry, Bite me!
Ginny
Grinning sheepishly, Harry thought up his note and sent it.
Ginny almost squealed in shock when Harry's note appeared on her chest.
Ginny, With pleasure.
Harry PS: Love You
Class ended far earlier then Harry would have liked. What could he say? It was fun. He watched as Ginny pretended to stay back after class to ask Harry another question. When the door closed, she leaned in toward his ear. "I love you too."
Over the next two weeks, Harry watched as Ginny sat next to Jack Slopper at meals and walked with him to classes. She had told him it meant nothing, but Harry still felt uneasy, especially after what had happened with Colin.
One Saturday at lunch, Harry was watching as Ginny and Jack walked away to the Common Room when Ginny pulled Jack aside. Steadying himself to stand up at any moment, Harry watched as Ginny said something to Jack.
After about two minutes, Ginny turned and left Jack standing. Perhaps Ginny finally broke it off with Slopper. Just the thought made Harry's Chocolate eclair even sweeter.
Finishing up his dessert, Harry walked up the staircase, pausing by Jack who seemed to be stumped. "Anything Wrong Mr. Slopper?"
Jack looked up, startled, and shook his head. "Nothing much . . . it's just that my girlfriend broke up with me. She said it wasn't working out."
Trying to suppress the extreme happiness he felt, Harry nodded in what he hoped to be an understanding way. "Yeah well, there's plenty of other fish in the sea."
With that, Harry walked up the steps to his office where he knew Ginny would be waiting. "So you finally broke up with him?" he asked opening the door.
Ginny nodded. "I just felt so guilty. I mean, I was making it seem as though he stood a chance when he really didn't. There was also the fact that I was making you jealous."
"Hey! I wasn't jealous! I was just didn't like the fact that my girlfriend spent time with another guy."
"Yeah, uh huh. You were jealous."
Harry flopped onto his couch next to Ginny. "Don't you have Quidditch practice today?"
Ginny waved a hand. "It got cancelled. Apparently the Captain has the flu or something."
"I miss Quidditch. It used to be my life."
"Why don't you play professionally? You'd be quite good you know."
Harry ruffled his hair. "I've thought about it. I've actually had a few offers."
"Why didn't you take them?"
"Besides the fact that I'm doing a favor for Dumbledore?"
Ginny sat up. "Then why don't you ask Dumbledore to do a favor for you?"
"You know Gin, maybe I should." He rolled over, facing Ginny. " I feel like Lupin."
"How?"
"Having to keep secrets from Dumbledore. It doesn't feel right. I almost feel as if he already knows."
"Maybe you should talk to him. If you lose your job, you can apply to be seeker for The Cannons or something."
"True. I'll have a word with him later this week. The sooner the better."
Ginny kissed his cheek. "Good."
A/N: As you can see, the story is coming to an end. There's maybe two more chapters left. Please R&R! Thanks.