Weeks later, Ginny was still shaken up, but constant reassuring hugs from Harry helped her a bit. They hadn't gone very far physically, but the boy didn't want to rush anything anymore. As for Kyle, he was mysteriously transferred out of Hogwarts to a school in Russia. Actually, Lucius Malfoy had a lot to do with it, but no one could really prove it. For a while it was peaceful in Hogwarts, with a happy group of friends, not lovers.
"Okay students, open your books to page 135…", Harry couldn't really hear what Snape was saying, he didn't want to concentrate. Instead, he was worried about Ginny. She had planned everything perfectly for Valentine's Day, but that rat face Kyle ruined it. Now Harry wanted to help her move on and he knew just how to do it. "Hey, Hermione! You think you could help me with something? I could really use your help…."
Hermione and Ginny made their way up to the Gryffindor boy's dormitory. "Mione, what's going on? Is everything all right?" to that a smiling Granger replied, "Yeah, everything will be just fine…"
The redheaded beauty cast an odd look around the dorm, then looked around for Hermione, only to find her gone. "H-hermione?" "Hermione's not here." Ginny gasped, then gave relieved sigh when she saw Harry. Smiling warmly, the raven-haired boy led his love to his four-poster. All around the bed were lit candles, and near there was a table full of chocolate, wine, and strawberries. "What?" "Well, Ginny, I know you planned something special…earlier…but I think this time, I should be giving the surprises." Smiling somberly and crying softly, Weasley hugged Potter and walked with him to the bed. Sitting next to each other, Ginny turned to face Harry and said, "Um, Harry? I'm sorry, but I have one more 'surprise'." "Alright, what is it?" "I think I'm pregnant."
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"W-what? You're kidding, right? You're not serious, I know that we're safe all the time, so- that rat bastard Kyle." Harry looked around frantically and screamed, "HERMIONE!" Bounding up the stairs two at a time, Granger ran to the couple and breathlessly asked, "Wh-whaaat h-happennneeeddd?" She was very confused and did not like running up stairs very fast.
"Okay, can you do a sorta pregnancy test? I need you to do one, please?" "Um, okay…I hope you want it done on Ginny…" with a tired look from Harry, she continued, "Okay, yeah, hold on. Um, Revilus Matrane," putting her hand on the redhead's stomach, Hermione focused…and focused…and focused. Several minutes later the girl still had her eyes closed, Ginny was about to ask if she was alright, when Hermione's eyes shot open with a gasp. "Ohh, my God. Y-you're not pregnant, Ginny." The couple gave a relieved synchronized sigh. "B-but when I recited the spell, I got a sorta vision. Umm, Kyle didn't rape you, either."
Ginny and Harry just stared as Hermione went on, "In my vision, I saw Ginny pass out after Kyle punched her, but then he got knocked out." Harry got up slowly, then sat down again, asking, "Please tell me that when you said 'knocked out' you mean he couldn't, um, perform, please tell me that's what you mean." "As much as I'd like to Harry, I can't. He was knocked away by a white light, and then woke up before Ginny could and ran away. He probably bragged about sex because he wanted to be a man in front of his friends." Ginny began to cry and hugged Hermione, thanking her over and over again. Harry just stared at the wall, only beginning to move ten minutes later. "W-well, that's…REALLY GOOD, oh, damn I am sooo happy that rat bastard didn't have you!" With a nervous laugh, Potter grabbed Ginny and hugged the wind out of her.
"Wait, I still wanna know about the white light, so I'm gonna run down to the library and do some research. Oh, this is gonna be so much fun!" and Hermione rushed out of the dorm, Harry and Ginny staring after her. "That girl is slightly abnormal. I swear, if I gave her a giant book on the history of cauldrons, she'd live in it, won't even thank me, would she-". Harry was cut off by a look of utter amazement on Ginny's face. Cocking his head in question, Harry asked, "What's up?" With a look of genuine admiration, Ginny Weasley said, "I love you, Harry." Furrowing his eyebrows, Potter thought that was an obvious statement, then realized the couple had never said those three words to each other. But more importantly, Harry realized that he meant it. He wanted to shout in on top of cliché hills, he meant it so much.
With a light kiss on Ginny's lips, Potter softly said, "I love you more than you'll ever know, Redhead." After a few minutes of loving kisses, the couple went to bed but this time, slept in each other's arms, and only slept.
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"Mornin' Harry. How is she feeling?" "Hmmm….AAAHHHHHHH!" Harry awoke with Ginny in his arms, but was startled out of his groggy stupor by Hermione standing over his bed. "H-Hermione! What are you doing here?" Rolling her eyes in annoyance, the curly-haired genius made room for herself on the four-poster. In doing so she revealed a large leather-bound book that was behind her robe. "This is the Book of Mystifying Bonds, which basically tells you all you need to know about special bonds, which is what I suspect you and Ginny have." Hermione spewed out the information in one breath, turning slightly blue in the face as she explained herself. "Okay, first breathe." Harry said, waiting for his best friend to regulate her breathing, "Now you can tell me, in normal people English what you've found." Giving Potter a rather aggravated look, Granger began her speech, "This book states that when two souls are destined for each other, no harm can come to them. When a person attempts to interfere with the relationship, the bond denies them success." The Boy who Lived cocked his head and asked, "So Kyle couldn't rape Ginny because this bond wouldn't allow him to?" after confirmation of his musings, Potter got up from the bed slowly. "THANK YOU! Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!" Harry gave Hermione a big hug, picking her up and twirling her around. His screams had awakened Ginny, and as the girl rose she asked groggily, "What's going on?" Turning around to face his bed, Potter was about to speak when he realized that he was still holding his best friend. "Oh, sorry Hermione." Harry set the curly genius down and jumped onto the four-poster's mattress happily. "You, Ginny, didn't get raped. It's all to do with some kind of special bond the two of us have. No one can hurt us!" continuing to revel in his joy, Harry pounced onto his love and refused to let her go.