It is often amusing, the first thing a person will think of in certain situations. For example, the first thing Ginny Weasley noticed the following morning was that the fireplace had disappeared and a window had taken its place. The sunlight streamed in and fell on the happy couple as they lay in bed together, their clothes strewn about the room. She sat up to get a good look at her sleeping boyfriend but her movement stirred him awake.

"Hey," she whispered too him.

"Hey," he whispered back, "how are you?" he asked with genuine concern in his voice.

"I'm fine, a little sore but it was most definitely worth it."

A huge grin spread across the face of the boy who lived as he laughed out loud and pulled her into a kiss. The kiss had none of the passion from last night but was instead more gentle and full of caring. Ginny smiled back at him, happier than she could ever remember being.

"We should probably go down to breakfast," she said. Harry groaned.

"Can't we just stay here forever?" he asked causing her to laugh and kiss him gently again.

"Well, we could certainly try but that nosy brother of mine would eventually find us and kill you."

A look of sheer terror crossed Harry's face and he bolted out of bed.

"Now all we need is a shower," but as soon as the words were out of his mouth a door appeared to Ginny's left, and she knew it most likely led to a bathroom.

After they had both showered (together as a matter of fact) they had begun the process of finding their clothes in the mess the room of requirement had become.

"I think I found your pants, Gin!" Harry shouted from the other end of the room as Ginny was putting on her underwear and shirt.

"What the…!" Harry cried as Ginny heard a gentle clattering. She looked over to see that all the lemon drops from yesterday had fallen out of her pants pocket when Harry picked them up.

Harry looked at her with one eyebrow raised. Ginny laughed and grabbed the pants from his hand.

"They're lemon drops, Harry." Understanding crossed Harry's features and they finished dressing in silence, neither knowing what to say. They both felt the reminder of the pain, but neither wanted to ruin their happy mood. Ginny grabbed the lemon drops and put them back in her pocket as Harry put on his robes. She smiled at him and he returned the smile and they walked out of the room hand in hand.

Ron had been worried when he had woken to find Harry was not in bed. He had become increasingly worried when he had not seen Harry in the common room or at breakfast. So it was with a great sigh of relief that Ron greeted Harry when he finally arrived in the Great Hall that morning.

"Where've you been?" Ron asked as Harry sat down. Ginny had gone to sit with her friends further down the table.

"Um, couldn't sleep, went for a walk," Harry replied digging into breakfast. This seemed a good enough answer for Ron; Hermione on the other hand was giving Harry a suspicious look. Harry blushed and refused to meet her eyes and instead focused all his attention on the toast in front of him. She kept looking back and forth between him and Ginny and Harry hoped Ginny wasn't doing or saying anything that could give them away.

"Well, you missed it Harry."

"Missed what?" he asked Hermione who had spoken, still not looking directly at her.

"McGonagall gave a speech. The train's coming at noon to bring us home. We're to get an owl over the summer letting us know whether or not school will reopen." Harry nodded but would not speak.

"Well doesn't really matter to us, does it?" said Ron, "Us not coming back either way and all."

"Mm," Harry agreed, all too aware that Hermione was still watching him closely.

Unfortunately Ginny chose that exact moment to come sit next to him.

"Hey," she said casually to everyone. Hermione watched anxiously, Ron merely grunted through a mouthful of cereal.

Ginny leaned in to whisper something in Harry's ear. He silently wished that whatever she was going to say was nothing incriminating, but thankfully Bill and Fleur came over at that very moment.

"Hey all," Bill said slowly, his face was obviously still causing him a great deal of pain, "We were supposed to apparate back with mum and dad yesterday but… is that sausage?" he asked. Without waiting for a response he grabbed it and began chewing it greedily.

"Oh dear," muttered Fleur, "Ever since 'is accident he 'as been eating nothing but meat. What he was trying to tell you is zat he was unable to apparate do to 'is condition. We will be taking the train to King's cross with you all before he goes to St. Mungo's for some…analysis."

"Analysis on what exactly?" Ron asked, having finally stopped eating due to the repulsive display that was Bill with his sausage.

"Analysis on what the after-effects of his injuries will be, and 'ow to…control them," she said, grimacing as she glanced at Bill.

"Come along darling," she said pulling him away from the meat. He seemed to jerk out of his reverie.

"Wait!" he said, "I wanted to congratulate you Gin!"

Harry paled immediately. Surely he couldn't know! Maybe he was only pretending to be happy about it around Ginny so that he could kill Harry and devour him like the sausage when she was gone. Harry gulped.

"Congratulate me on what?" Ginny asked sounding perfectly cool. Harry would have to count on her to deny everything if it came to that as he was finding it difficult to breath, let alone speak.

"Congratulations on slapping Percy!"

Oh thank Merlin, Harry thought!

"You hit Percy?" Ron stammered, then turned to Hermione and said, "She hit Percy! How come you wouldn't let me?" Hermione just tutted at him and returned her attention to Bill and Ginny.

"Wait, you hit Percy?" Harry asked Ginny. Ginny blushed.

"Well yeah, I guess I did, but only because he was being a total prat."

Bill winked at her and strode off with his fiancé; Hermione was torn between wanting to express her disproval and laughing at Ron who beamed at Ginny as if she had just declared chastity. Ginny looked rather embarrassed about it all and began picking at the crusts of Harry's toast.

"Well, come on then," Hermione said, "we'd best go and get packed." With a sigh the group stood up and Harry walked with his arm around Ginny. All in all, Harry thought it had been a pretty good morning!

AN: Not as good as the previous two chapters I think, I had those two planned out, this one I made up on the spot. I hope you all like it, constructive criticism is always helpful. I promise better chapters to come as I plan to brainstorm tonight. Toodles for now!