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Ginny sat there with her mouth agape.

A mistake? Me?

"Please say something," Harry whispered, looking sadly into her eyes.

Ginny could think of nothing that would explain how she felt right about now.

"I - I know that I was a jerk and that I pushed you away, but the truth is..." Harry faltered, unable to finish his sentence.

"A mistake?" Ginny forced out. The need to say something finally won her over.

Harry looked relieved that she wasn't upset with him.

"Yeah. I thought that I didn't have feelings for you."

Ginny practically gaped at him.

"Well," Harry corrected, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "What I meant was that I knew I had feelings for you, but I just didn't want to believe it."

I knew it!

"Oh," was all Ginny could get out.

"That's it?" Harry asked as he looked at Ginny nervously. "Oh?"

She swallowed.

"Of course when I say 'oh' I mean...thanks?" She looked at him with a 'what-do-you-want-me-to-say?' look.

Harry sighed.

"Ginny, you're really not making this easy for me." His eyes weren't on her anymore.

At his words Ginny felt sick.

She wasn't making things easy for him?

Ginny felt the anger from all Harry had done build up in her chest and she couldn't help the words that were itching to get out of her tightly closed mouth.

"How can you even say that?" Ginny asked incredulously. Harry looked at her. "You're the one that made things complicated!"

"What?" Harry asked as if he weren't the one getting married and it was the other way around.

"Harry you flirted with me! You tried to kiss me twice! You were going to get married! How are you going to say that I'm making things difficult when all I've ever done was wear my emotions out on my sleeve?"

Harry gave her a look that clearly stated, 'fine'.

"I mean, come on! What did you expect me to do? Profess my undying love or something?"

It was only when she saw Harry's face go up in shock that she heard the words she had said.

Bloody hell.

Immediately her face was hot and red, making the start of her hair unrecognizable.

"I mean, I'm not just going to break up your wedding," Ginny recovered, trying to pull the attention off of her slip. "I thought you were in love with Cassidy. I didn't want to mess with that." Her voice was sad now.

Okay, so maybe that was a lie. Maybe she wanted to sabotage their relationship, but that wasn't the point right now. Who doesn't want to do something like that anyways? It was common nature.

"So you're saying that this is my entire fault?" Harry asked, pointing to himself. He too was over the fact that Ginny had basically told him that she loved him.

"Harry," Ginny sighed heavily. "There is no fault about our feelings. The fault is that you are blaming me for something I could never do."

Harry looked out the window.

"You know I could never do that Harry." Suddenly Ginny felt like the adult in the room.

"I know," Harry replied, his voice one of defeat.

"You really hurt me," she said quietly. Harry turned his eyes on her. She had tears in them.

"Oh Gin..." he coaxed, standing up from the couch and joining her on the chair she was sitting in. He wrapped his arms around her and Ginny fell right into his shape. They felt strangely perfect with each other.

Without really thinking, she buried her head in his chest, the tears pouring out.

"When you kissed me that day and left, my birthday, I was so sure you were going to break things off with Cassidy. Instead you tell me that you're engaged. I was miserable. That's why I got drunk. I don't remember what I said to you, but I'm pretty sure it wasn't anything nice..."

Harry rubbed her back, trying his best to soothe her.

"I was about to break things off, but then I remembered that you lived in New York. I just fed the idea in my mind that it would be too hard, that I wouldn't be able to stay away from you that long. I pictured us together and then you coming back here and we would slowly grow apart from each other and I would meet some girl and you would meet some bloke. I just couldn't stand the idea with you with another guy."

All this information was too much for Ginny too take in. It was like Harry was speaking to her in a different language. A language that was very soothing.

"Plus I always have doubt. You know me. I always think the worst."

Ginny reluctantly pulled apart from him. She had to see his eyes. That would give it all away.

"Why did you come back for me?" was all she could ask. His eyes held truth. She was sure of it.

"I was standing at the alter, watching Cassidy walk down it, but I was picturing you in that same dress, walking down that same isle. And I was smiling. She stood next to me and I pictured you there beside me. She was so plain compared to you. I couldn't settle for less so I called it off and appirated here. I have to be with you Gin. I need you..."

Ginny was blown away. Harry never admitted his feelings like this.

Harry's face was coming closer and closer to hers and when Ginny couldn't stand it any more, she closed the space between them, wanting to do this for years. Their lips were perfect for each others. Everything felt so right. His hands were around her waist, pulling her in closer and closer, her hands were around his neck, in his hair. She wanted to never pull apart, never let his hands off of her. Everything felt so right...

Time passed and for lack of air they needed to separate. When they did, a blush creeped up on her face when she realized her shirt was up, exposing all of her stomach, falling short of her bra. She pushed it down, not looking at Harry.

"Ginny..."

She wouldn't look.

"Ginny look at me," Harry laughed. When she didn't he brought his hands up to her face and forced her to look at him.

"What?"

"I love you," he said simply.

It was like a million sparks going off at once. Everything was so bright and nothing was making sense. Harry loved her. Harry loved her. HARRY LOVED HER!

Ginny couldn't keep the smile off her face. Harry looked at her, the happiest she's ever seen him.

"I love you too," she laughed out, loving the way those words sounded when they were on her lips.

Harry laughed again, pulling Ginny in for another kiss.

This was happening. This was really happening. She wasn't dreaming she wasn't imagining anything; this was real.

Ginny smiled through Harry's kiss, the corners of her mouth turned up while she held on to him, loving every moment of this.

A/N: Not very long. I'm going to try and make the next one longer. It's not over yet! Not sure how long it will take to finish it though.. Hopefully not too long. Thanks again! R&R