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When she opened the door Ginny froze. That was not Harry Potter standing in front of her. It couldn't be. There was no way this could be the Harry Potter Ginny used to know. This one was muscular, had no glasses and was stylish. This Harry had an air of confidence that no one could beat down. This Harry looked..happy.

"Gin, is that you?"

Harrys bright dazzling smile that she had never even known exsisted shone throughout the room.

"It's so good to see you," he said as he wrapped her in his arms and gave her a friendly kiss on the cheek.

Ginny breathed in his sweet scent and felt his warm embrace, sending her stomach in overdrive. When they pulled apart she finally found her voice.

"Harry, wow, I - I don't know what to say!" she said laughing. "You look terrific!"

He blushed a tiny bit and then walked farther into the house, sitting down on the lumpy couch where Ginny followed. It sank as the both sat down givingthem eachcomfort.

"How long has it been? I can't even remember the last time I saw you other than at a Quidditch game as a little speck," Ginny said laughing.

Harry let out a low whistle. "I think it's been about three years."

Had it really been that long? Ginny frowned inwardly.

"How's everything going for you? Can't keep the ladies off you I bet," Ginny smirked mischeviously.

"Everything's been just great. It gets tough sometimes though. Lots of rumours about me in the paper and magazines telling lies and phony pictures of me with witches. I can't really go anywhere unless I want a swarm of people begging for autographs."

Harry seemed to have lost the sparkle in his eye mentioning all this, which briefly showed Ginny the old Harry.

"Yeah, it must be hard for you. You were never one to do well in the spotlight."

"Well, I've gotten used to it," Harry sighed. "Let's stop talking about me. I'm sick ofit. How's life in New York been? I've only visited it once, but I hear it's a great place to live."

Ginny smiled at his thoughtfulness.

"It's nice, but sometimes I miss my family. I'm just glad to be home."

"You moved back than?"

Hermione walked in just then with Rose in her arms, wailing at the top of her lungs.

"Harry! I didn't see you come in! I was in the kitchen getting Roses' bottle! She just woke up!" Hermione yelled over the screaming baby.

"How's she doing!" Harry also yelled above the babys cry for attention, hugging Hermione and also giving her a kiss on the cheek.

Ginny noticed that this was his new way of greeting women. She smiled at the thought. Harry Potter, who was always shy around the girls in school, now kissing them on cheeks voluntarily. Who would have thought?

"She's doing just fine! It's me you want to ask those questions to!" Hermione screamed even louder, as if it were a contest between her and the baby to see who could be louder. "Anyways," she huffed out, "I'm off in the kitchen again! It's Rons turn to look after her for a little while! I just need some rest!"

The baby would not give up. Somehow she seemed to know that she was annoying the hell out of everyone and wouldn't give in until she got what she wanted..whatever that was.

"You can rest up in my room!" Ginny offered generously.

"Thank you so much!" Hermione yelled back as she walked through the kitchen door again.

"Bloody crazy Ron is," Harry said as he sat down, Ginny following suit.

"Why do you say that?"

You could still hear faint crys through the kitchen door and Harry pointed towards it.

"That's why I say he's bloody nutters. Having a child? This early in life?"

Harry looked terrified.

"They're still young, you're still young - "

"You're younger," he countered with a smile.

"Only by a year. And besides," she went on. "Ron and Hermione are happy with one another. Why shouldn't they have gotten married and had a child?"

"Two! Two children!" Harry corrected with wide eyes.

Ginny gave him a look.

"Fine. Two children, but why shouldn't they have?"

"Because it's crazy! I'm not saying it's wrong, but just answer this; could you imagine being married right this second with children on the way?"

Ginny sat there on the couch that held so many memories of her childhood and tried to think of one good reason why she should be married now and have kids when those memories weren't that long ago.

"No, I couldn't," she whispered, feeling stupid beyond words, but not because of Harry.

She got upset at James for breaking a promise that she wasn't ready to make with him yet. How stupid she was for moping over that git when he actually did her a favor. Of course, she wouldn't really admit that out-loud..

"See," Harry stated matter-of-factly. "It's not sane."

"Are you sane, Harry?" Ginny shot at him with a laugh in her eyes.

"Of course not, but I'm not that insane," he replied with a smile.

"We'll see," she said mischeviously.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Harry asked, her eyebrows scrunched in confusion.

"Do you have a girlfriend, Harry?"

Clearly Harry didn't see where this was going because he still had a befuddled look on his adorable face.

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"It does, trust me," Ginny said hurriedly. "Now, do you have a girlfriend."

"Sort of.." Harry said, not looking up at Ginny.

Sort of? Sort of? What the hell kind of answer was that? She must have been the flavor of the week or something, but Ginny never saw Harry as the type of person to do that to girls..

"Well that's not the answer I was looking for, but I'll just have to work with it," she sighed.

"Work with what?" Harry asked, now back to looking at Ginny with a confused look again.

"Harry, do you love this 'sort of' girlfriend?"

Somewhere inside of her Ginny was hoping his answer was no. She didn't exactly know where it was coming from, but she figured it was that part from her Hogwarts days where she was madly in love with Harry. See what a school-girl crush can do? Ruin a pavement for a good solid friendship that she was about to form with Harry. It was bloody annoying.

"To be honest?" Harry asked, falling back on the couchs back and letting out a low sigh. Somehow Ginny didn't think she was supposed to be answering. "I have no clue. I'm very confused when it comes to love. She loves me. She tells me all the time. I say it back just to make her feel good. I know it's wrong, but..I don't know. I can't bring myself to break her heart. She really cares alot about me, I think more than I care for her."

Ginny was silent as Harry told her all about this girl and his mixed feelings, all the while wondering when Harry was so open to people? This definitly was a new quality.

"..and she does this weird thing where-" Harry stopped midsentence and saw that Ginny was practically falling off the couch about to fall asleep. "I'm sorry I'm boring you with all this," he laughed as she sat up straight, looking embarrased.

"No, no, you're not boring me!" Ginny said quickly, afraid that she already screwed up her new and improved friendship with Harry. "I'm just really tired, I just got here today."

"You don't have to lie, Ginny. I know when you do," Harry said with a smile. "Besides, I never meant to go off about her. I just..it's just..you'rereally easy to talk to," he said gently.

Ginny looked up in his eyes and saw something that wasn't there before. It made her stomach go in a million different directions.

"I never open up to people, not even Cassidy."

Ginny scowled at the name internally. So that was the girls name then..

"That's why I'm probably so miserable with her," Harry said with a frown. "She's always nagging about how communication's good for you and all that shit - excuse me for my language -"

"It's alright -"

" - but I just don't see how it is between me and her when all there is is a physical attraction."

Ginny scowled again inside wondering why this made her so jealous if she didn't have feelings for Harry. At least not anymore. She had given up on him a long time ago..

"Well anways, thanks for listening, Gin."

They both stood up at the same time and Ginny didn't realize how close they really were until she looked up into his emerald green eyes.

"It's no problem," she whispered softly, just seeing that Harry was staring at her lips lustily.

Her stomach gave another jolt and she wanted to run away as fast as she could, knowing full well that if she were to kiss him she would be in a mess way over her head, but her feet would not budge.

"You look amazing, Ginny," Harry whispered gently and slowly.

'Thanks," she whispered back even quieter, now staring at his lips, anticipating the moment that was to come. "So do-"

Harry had put a finger up to her lips to silence her. His touch sent shivers up and down her body.Her eyes fluttered shut, knowing full well what was going to happen next. She let in a sharp intake of breath just as Harry's lips were moving in slow-motion, closer and closer to hers..

A/N: Is it getting better or worse? Keep reviewing with advice.