A/N: I'm so so so so so so so so so so so so sorry it took me so long to update! My computer's really stupid and I've been so busy this week and tired and I didn't get a chance to update. I hope I didn't keep you guys waiting too long... (please don't kill me!)

PS Thanks for all the reviews once again! You guys keep me writing :D

When Ginny awoke it was to a knocking (or should I say pounding?) on her door. Immediately she would have thought it was Andy coming home drunk and locked out (this happened on several occasions) but Andy went away to visit her brother - much to Ginny's distaste. Andy had claimed that Ginny needed some 'alone time' with Harry to 'sort-out' their feelings.

Anyways, back to the knocking - I mean pounding.

Ginny quickly got up from the couch, her heart beating rapidly. What if it was a burglar? What if it was an angry convict? What if - wait. She was a witch! Duh!

Ginny hurried into her room to grab her wand, glancing at the clock beside her bed.

2:34 AM.

Merlin, I'm a goner!

Ginny slowly made her way over to the door, the banging still continuing.

"W - Who's there?" Ginny called weakly, her hand tightly squeezing onto her wand. Right after the words slipped off her tongue she realized how stupid that was. Honestly! If they were here to kill her they wouldn't say their names!

"It's Harry! Let me in!"

Ginny let out a sigh of relief as she unlocked her door revealing a very exhausted Harry.

"You gave me quite the scare!" she said as she caught her breath.

"Sorry about that," he said as he walked in, sitting down on the couch.

"Was it really necessary to pound like that?" Ginny asked rudely. Harry just walking in here and sitting on her couch when they had just fought made her angry. Did he forget all the horrible things he had said?

"It's not my fault you sleep like a rock!" he shot back.

So we're back to shouting now, eh? If he wanted shouting, she could give him shouting!

"It's two thirty in the freakin' morning Harry! What do you expect!"

"Nothing I guess! Why should I expect anything from you!" Harry shouted as he angrily shot up from the couch.

"I don't know! You're the one who came knocking on my door at two thirty in the morning! Maybe you should just leave!"

The nerve of some people!

"I wanted to talk to you!" he defended.

"Talk! I think you came here to yell at me! I didn't even do anything long enough for you to get mad at me all over again unless you count "sleeping like a rock!" "

Harry sighed as he sat back down.

"I didn't want to fight with you, Ginny. I'm sorry."

As much as Ginny wanted to hold a grudge against him she couldn't. Not against Harry. She immediately softened.

"I'm sorry too," she said gently as she sat down next to him on the couch. "For everything," she added quietly.

Harry looked at her.

"No," he said strongly. "That argument we had today was not your fault. I shouldn't have made you choose between your old life and your new one. It wasn't fair. I shouldn't have expected you to just do whatever I wanted. This is about us. Me and you. I should have compromised or something. I was being selfish."

Ginny couldn't help it as she let out a laugh.

"What?" Harry said, frowning.

"Harry stop being so nice! We both are hot heads! Too stubborn for our own good... Horrible tempers. It's a wonder how we're ever not going to fight."

Harry laughed quietly as Ginny laid her head down on his shoulder. It quieted down as they just enjoyed each others company.

"I really am sorry though. For the things I said. I didn't mean it when I said I liked the old Ginny better. I find the new Ginny quite charming."

Ginny smiled as she took Harry's hand. He placed a soft kiss on the top of her head.

"I'm really glad we're not fighting anymore," she said as she looked up into his eyes.

"Yeah," he replied quietly, looking back at her. "Me too."

Their lips were being drawn closer and closer and it took everything Ginny had not to burst with excitement at the thought of kissing Harry again. Soon she was smothered with his passionate kiss, her body laid down on the couch, his on top of her. She loved the feeling of his hands running along her back and through her hair and she loved the feeling of his hair in her hands. She could never get sick of this feeling. The feeling of Harry.

As he trailed light kisses along her jaw line and her neck Ginny thought of how empty her life would have been if Harry hadn't come back for her. This thought made her uneasy so she brought Harry's face up to hers wanting to feel his lips on hers just to make sure that this was real. Just to make sure that she wasn't dreaming...

Ginny didn't want to stop and by the way Harry was kissing her, he didn't either. They continued to kiss with more passion each second. Before Ginny knew it Harry's shirt was off and Merlin knows what else.

"Ginny," Harry panted out when they had broken apart for a second.

"Yeah?" she replied.

"Are you sure -"

"Harry," she said forcefully. "Just shut up and kiss me."

Before caving into Ginny's demand (which wasn't very hard for him) Harry couldn't help but smile.

-

The next morning as Ginny woke up, she felt a body next to her. She also felt arms wrapped around her waist. Ginny smiled, her eyes still closed.

Last night her and Harry had somehow made it into her bedroom, probably breaking a few things in the process. And well...you know what happened after that...

Ginny suddenly realized that maybe this wasn't the smartest thing to have done. They were not ready for this kind of commitment yet and it was just hormone driven - no. Ginny loved him. She loved him. She would never ever have done this if she hadn't, right?

Right.

Because Ginny wasn't like that. Ginny was the kind of girl who only did this kind of thing with someone who she loved. And that was Harry.

Ginny smiled again, snuggling closer to him.

"I love you," he whispered in her ear, his breath trickling her skin.

"I love you too," she said gently back.

In response he pulled her even closer to him (if that were possible).

"What do you want to do today?"

"Don't you have to get back to England?" Ginny asked, disappointment clearly in her voice.

"Nope. I have to be with you, that's what I have to do," he said as he kissed her neck.

Ginny smiled, loving every moment with him.

"How about we some breakfast?" she suggested.

"I'd like that."

"Me too."

Yet neither got up from the bed, let alone moved.

A/N: Okie dokie. I think I'm only going to have one more chapter left ( the most probably three). I haven't really decided yet how I want to end this. Keep watching for an update! R&R