A/N: Hope I didn't keep you guys waiting that long. Thank you so much for all those reviews! I'm so excited! Here's the next chapter. Enjoy.

Oh and thank you Chookas for suggesting that Harry find the Ginny List, but Ginny had already blown it up. Remember? But it was a really good idea. Shame I couldn't use it... I plan on putting the list back in the story soon though. It will come up again...

Ginny's eyelids peeled open as she felt the sunlight hit her face. She looked around, wondering where she was. And then it hit her. She was back to her New York apartment. She was back to her old life style.

Bloody sun.

Ginny threw the covers off her, flung her legs out of bed and thumped her way to the door, all the while cursing her memory.

I hope Harry's having a bloody great time with his new wife, Ginny thought angrily.

She yanked her bedroom door open, stubbing her toe in the process.

"Dammit!" she yelled as she grabbed her toe in pain.

When she made it to the bathroom (all in one piece) she noted that it was already occupied. She banged on it out of frustration.

"Yeah?" came Andy's friendly reply on the other side. It made Ginny sick.

"Are you almost done in there?" she asked with annoyance in her voice.

"I'm just getting out of the shower. Can you wait about 10 minutes?" Andy said back, still calm and friendly.

Without replying Ginny huffed angrily into the kitchen, annoyed at her friend.

It doesn't take 10 bloody minutes to get ready for the day. Just get dressed and get the hell out of the damn bathroom, she thought bitterly.

Pots and pans began clanging loudly. They banged on the stove and the spatula hit the counter hard every so often.

"I wasn't aware that making breakfast was that frustrating," Andy said with a smirk as she walked towards the refrigerator and grabbed some milk.

"Then why don't you make it," Ginny snapped.

"Geez, it was only a joke. Chill out," Andy said defensively, pouring milk into a glass.

Ginny continued to make as much noise as possible as she made her breakfast.

"All your mail is on your dresser, just in case you didn't see it."

Ginny scooped the eggs into her plate, ignoring Andy completely.

"Your welcome," Andy mumbled sarcastically. Ginny immediately regretted her actions.

Andy swiveled around and looked at Ginny with a smile on her face. She clearly didn't want to upset Ginny any further. She knew what day it was.

"Got any left?" she asked as she sat down next to her.

"Nope," Ginny said as she lifted her fork, but then paused. "You know what? You have mine."

Andy shook her head.

"No, you eat them. You made them. I'll just get something else." Andy went to stand up but Ginny stopped her.

"I insist. I don't have much of an appetite. Besides," Ginny said as she shoved the plate towards Andy. "I have to take a shower."

Andy threw her a smile digging in right away. Ginny got up from the table, headed for the bathroom.

The truth was, Ginny felt horrible at the way she had treated Andy this morning. She was rude and bitchy because of Harry and Andy continued to stay calm about it. Ginny had no right to take everything out on her even though she was miserable.

She slipped out of her pajamas and hopped into the shower, turning it on. The warm hot water trickled down her skin, making her feel refreshed.

Maybe she wouldn't have the best day, the best month or even the best year, but she knew one thing; she wasn't going to spend the days like when James dumped her. Oh no, she wouldn't confine herself in her bedroom feeling sorry for herself. This time she was going to get out there and try to get her life back on track no matter how long it took. She knew it would be painful, she knew it wouldn't be easy, but she knew she had to do it.

She had just finished rinsing out the conditioner in her hair when she heard Andy scream. Immediately she turned off the shower, jumped out of the tub, grabbed a towel and yanked open the door praying to Merlin that Andy was okay and she wasn't too late.

She should have known better.

Right there in the middle of her New York living room apartment stood Harry Potter in a tuxedo looking very harassed. And right there stood Ginny in a towel wearing only her birthday suit on underneath.

"Ginny, you have a guest!" Andy said excitedly when Ginny hadn't said anything. She motioned towards Harry with her head.

Ginny could not move. This was unbelievable. Her eyes must be failing her...

But no. Andy saw him too. This wasn't a dream. This wasn't a joke. This was real.

"Say something!" Andy blurted out when neither Harry nor Ginny said a word to each other. Harry was too busy staring at Ginny in only a towel (which may I point out wasn't that big) and Ginny was too busy staring at Harry in his tuxedo.

Ginny could think of a million things to say, mainly questions. What was he doing here, why was he not at the alter, why was he staring at her in her towel, why wouldn't he say anything, why did he come back for her, why-

"For the love of Merlin! Will you two at least breathe?"

It was then that Ginny realized she had been holding her breath. She quickly inhaled her breathing going back to normal.

"This is the part where Ginny says, 'What the hell are you doing here?'" Andy supplied. Ginny felt rather annoyed and shot a glare at Andy, finally regaining her composure.

"Hi Harry," she stated coolly as she turned her attention back to him. She hadn't forgotten their fight before they left and she hadn't forgave him for what he had done to her.

"Er, hi," he said awkwardly, his eyes now downcast. He could tell she wasn't too pleased.

"If you can just wait a second longer we can talk when I get back-"

"Where are you going?" Harry quickly asked, fear in his eyes. They were back to looking at her.

Ginny almost laughed out loud at the way Harry looked so scared that she was going to just leave him here.

"Before you interrupted me I was going to that I was going to get dressed." Harry immediately reddened and looked away. "Unless of course you wanted me to stay in this towel," Ginny teased, just to get him more nervous.

"And what if I did?" Harry was now back to looking cool and confident, his eyes boring into hers giving Ginny that feeling of weakness for him. It was her turn to blush now. Harry smiled, obviously proud of his affect.

"I think it would be best if I just got dressed," Ginny said before heading into her bedroom. On the way she tried to walk carefully, not wanting the towel to go up any higher than it already did. Harry didn't deserve any sneak peaks. Hell, he didn't even deserve the show for what he did to her.

When she was safely in the privacy of her room Ginny collapsed on her bed, reality just too far from...well, reality. How often did the man of your dreams ditch his wedding (if her suspicions were correct) and come popping into your flat when you're in a towel? That thought was enough to drive her up a wall. What the hell was going to happen?

Ginny quickly threw the towel off of her as she got changed into her undergarments and then jeans and a t-shirt. She wanted to find out why he was here as soon as she could.

She glanced at her reflection and made a scowl. Her hair was a mess. She grabbed her wand and performed a spell that made it dry, wavy and shiny, making her look more decent. She then applied mascara, lip gloss and a hint of blush.

Hey! She wanted to make him know what he was missing!

Ginny took a deep breath (which she seemed to be doing lately) and opened her door slowly, calmly walking to where Harry was still standing. Andy looked excited, like a little schoolgirl who just found out that her crush liked her and Harry looked like he always did. All traces of what he was feeling were hidden behind his wall of emotions, not wanting anyone to see them.

"Sorry if I kept you waiting," Ginny said normally, trying to keep her voice in check. She didn't want to start rambling or shaking or anything that would make this any weirder than it already was.

"Not at all," Harry replied with a nod of his head.

Andy looked about ready to burst with thrill.

"Andy," Ginny said, turning her attention towards her. "Can we have some privacy?"

"Oh of course! I am so sorry!" Andy said as she skipped into her room, a big smile plastered on her face.

When her door closed Ginny let out a sigh.

"Sorry about that. She gets..."

"Overexcited?" Harry finished with one raised eyebrow.

"Yeah," Ginny said with a nervous laugh. This was really uncomfortable.

"I can see that," he stated.

"Would you like to sit down?" Her previous cold shoulder attempt seemed to be melting away at the fact that Harry was indeed actually here in her living room.

"Sure," Harry accepted as he sat down on her couch. Ginny sat down on a chair beside him, distancing her closeness with him. It was for the best. At least that's what she kept telling herself...

"That was my roommate by the way. Just in case you didn't already guess." Ginny laughed nervously again. "Her name's Andy."

"Oh." Harry obviously didn't want to talk about her living situations.

She obviously had start the conversation that needed to be addressed seeing as Harry didn't look too willing.

"What's up?" Ginny asked, bracing herself for the answer.

Harry looked down at his hands, fidgeting slightly.

"Um, I, I made a mistake Gin."

She didn't need him to tell her that.

"About marrying Cassidy?" Ginny questioned when he didn't go on.

"Yeah, that's part of it."

Ginny rolled her eyes on the inside. They would be here all night...

"What's the other part?"

Harry seemed to pause and think for a moment, as if not really sure he should be confessing. He settled on looking into her eyes, letting out a deep breath.

"I made a mistake about you Ginny."

Half of her had been expecting that answer and the other half hadn't. Between the two it made her breath stop and her mind start. A million things were buzzing through her head at an alarming rate and if Harry didn't continue on she was sure it would explode in over drive.

A/N: More Harry and Ginny to come in the next chapter. (Obviously). Try and post as soon as I can. Keep R&R!

Not sure how much longer I'm going to make this stroy. I'm hoping maybe 5 more chapters but I can't say that it's for sure. I guess time will tell...