Chapter 1 It was coming closer everyone is preparing...No one is sure who will make it in the end...the final war.

Harry Potter puts his backpack on and his wand in his pocket in the Weasleys kitchen. He sat down just thinking about what lies ahead. Upstairs Harry can hear the running around of people getting things they'll need. Tonight the battle between the Order of the Phoenix and Lord Voldemort will begin. They have to travel far, far away to where the enemy is. Harry is simply livid that he has to share a tent with his enemy since first year, Draco Malfoy. Harry still doesnt believe for one second that he has come over to the light side, however, Ginny and Hermione are so fond of him. But Harry wasnt going to put up with any bullshit from him. He'd sleep outside if he had too. The war would be taking place in the vast lands of Scotland. Harry has been there on numerous occasions. Searching for Death Eaters. Its been 4 years since Harry has graduated from Hogwarts and became an Order member. Its been 3 months since Draco Malfoy appeared at Grimmauld place barely alive. Covered in marks and bruises. And on top of that the word Traitor was carved in his back. Harry felt no remorse for him. He gave us hell at Hogwarts. Harry held a grudge for him. As he is thinking in his mind about all of this, something startles him from his daydreaming. A petite, red haired girl huffed into the kitchen and sat next to Harry.
He turned to her. His expression changed from dazed to concern.
"Gin whats wrong? "
Ginny takes a deep breath to calm her anger before answering "Ron is being a prat like always"
"Well since when has Ron not been a prat?" Harry says with a laugh. Ginny smiles reluctantly and playfully hits his arm. It was normally tense between Ginny and Harry, but he enjoyed the times it wasnt awkward. Ginny and Him have been going out on and off over the years. Harry cares for her but hes not attracted to her. Hes not attracted to any girl come to think of it. These thoughts have begun to dawn on Harry for a while now but he shakes them off. 'I cant be gay. I cant be!' He would tell himself constantly. He turns attention back onto Ginny.
"What did he do this time"
"He's just being Ron, I guess... telling what I can and cant do, like Im still a little girl, and Im not." she says crossing her arms, almost discrediting her statement. Harry laughed a little and she realized what she was doing and sat up straight. "Im not, Harry, you know Im not"
He nodded his head and looked over her body. He knew it was perfect, she had a better body then say, Hermione's... but it seemed as if something were missing. He sighed.
"What Harry?" Ginny grinned, noting him looking at her.
Harry bit his lip, knowing what he had to do. He needed to see if he was attracted to Ginny, or if what had been haunting the back of his mind was true. He looked into her eyes and kissed her softly.
Ginny smiled. "What was that for"
Harry didnt answer her, he just took her hand and led her up to the room he was staying in and sat them down on the bed. Ginny cocked her head to the side wondering what was going through his head.
Harry didnt say anything, he wasnt sure how to word what he wanted to say 'Ginny I might be gay so lets sleep together to find out' just didnt seem to be the right thing.
"Maybe we should... take our relationship to the next level?" he bit his lip and looked anywhere but at Ginny not knowing what she would say. It seemed to take hours for her to respond to him, and Harry felt his heart beat increasing with every moment till he thought he might explode. "Really?" she asked. Harry looked at her face trying to despiser if her response was good or bad. Finally he saw a smile creep across her face. She leaned in close to him and whispered in his ear.
"Mom and dad will be busy packing for the next few hours getting everything ready to go," she sat on his lap and pushed on his chest so he was lying down and she leaned in and kissed him softly. "Do you think we can be quiet?" she sat up and took her shirt off.
Harry was a little surprised, he hadnt expected it to turn out like that, but he was glad it did. He smiles and scooted more up the bed when Ginny stood up to slip out of her skirt. She was no standing in just her bra and a thong. She took her long red hair out of the ponytail it was in and let it fall about her shoulders and bit her lips seductively. She grabbed a hold of the one of the posters on the four-poster bed and twirled around it and crawled onto the bed. Harry took his shirt off and pulled off his pants and saw a look of disappointment in Ginnys eyes. At first he didnt understand, but then he realized he wasnt hard. He was sure it was just everything else that was on his mind and he concentrated on Ginny. He watched her as she slipped off her bra and stepped out of her thong. He still wasnt hard and he didnt understand. He grabbed Ginnys hand and led it to his boxers. Maybe touching is what he needed, some contact. He felt her hand close around his cock and he closed his eyes. He made himself concentrate on Ginny's body, from her breasts to her tight abs...Tight abs... Many quidditch players had tight abs...Especially seekers...no, no, no. Ginny, Ginny... he thought lower, but his mind skipped to her thighs... like how defined they were... wait... those werent Ginnys thighs he was seeing. His eyes popped open and scooted away. While nude, Ginny at back on her heels, looking at him. "Is it me?" she asked and bit her lip. Harry shook his head rapidly and a few tears escaped his eyes. Ginny stood up and put her close back on then sat next to Harry on the bed and put an arm around him.
"Harry, what is it?" He took a deep breath and then placed his hand in hers and looked into her eyes, his still watering.
"Ginny, I think Im... I think..." he took another deep breath... "I think..Im gay..."