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At about 2am, Ginny arrived back at her small flat in the middle of London. The next morning, when she woke up, she lay and thought about the eventful party the night before. She was one of the few who could remember it clearly as she, unlike many others didn't like consuming "copious amounts of alcohol" as her mother used to say. She was surprised at how Harry took her news. She expected him to be shocked and possibly even angry, but instead he was extremely understanding. It was quite unnatural she thought. She decided to go and see him at talk to him about it. After she had showered and changed, she suddenly remembered that she didn't know where he lived. So she searched everywhere, muggle telephone directories, wizarding directories even on the internet on the muggle computer her dad had installed for her.

She was sitting on her bed in utter despair when the doorbell rang. Ginny got up to answer it, thinking it was the postman or some door to door salesman. To her surprise, when she opened the door, there was no-one there. She was about to slam the door, those annoying teenagers when a large bouquet of daisies materialised out of thin air. Standing stunned, Ginny watched as Harry threw of his invisibility cloak with a hysterical grin plastered to his face.

"Hi!" he spluttered between laughing.

"Harry!" she gasped, "What are you doing?"

"Flowers for a pretty lady?" he asked

"Why, most certainly! Please do come in" Ginny played along.

Once they were settled in Ginny's living room on the sofa, Harry kissed Ginny gently. Ginny momentarily forgot all about her intended interrogation but soon remembered.

"Harry………." she said breaking away

"Yes?" Harry replied looking confused

"Well, I was kind of surprised at your reaction to my story last night"

"Well, you did ask me not to think any worse of you. Also, I was talking to Hermione recently and she told me that after I left you went through some pretty hard times but she wasn't going to tell me about it. She thought it was better that I heard it from you."

"Oh, right. Well, Hermione was great. She helped me through that really hard period when I didn't know what I was going to do. She convinced me to go and see Madam Pomfrey and to talk to Dumbledore"

"Good old Hermione, always thinking sensibly."

"Yeah, and between us, Mione, Madam Pomfrey and Dumbledore, we decided that it would be better if I terminated my pregnancy because there were things that I needed to concentrate on in my life. I really wasn't sure about it at first because I thought a lot about it and I thought to myself it was like killing a person and of course normally that's like a crime. But eventually I did go through with it procedure."

A worried expression crossed Harry's face. He'd seen and heard a lot about abortions and other things through Aunt Petunia's mushy muggle films. Also in her old romance novels which he used to hear Dudley reading out loud through his bedroom wall as they were getting growing up.

"Don't worry" Ginny said seeing the look on Harry's face, "It was just a little charm which Madam Pomfrey performed. Afterwards I stayed in the hospital wing for 2 days but everybody just thought I had food poisoning or something." Ginny laughed, remembering the flowers and cards she received after her treatment while she was still in the hospital wing.

"Neville sent me a card saying 'Happy 80th birthday Grandma'. You should've seen the look upon his face when he realised he had sent his Grandmother a handmade card reading 'Get Well Soon Carrot top' with a picture of a mouldy carrot on it!"

Harry and Ginny looked at each other and burst out into fits of hilarious laughter. Harry could just imagine Neville's blank look when Ginny showed him her card and then the expression of trepidation as he realised what his Grandmother would be receiving on her birthday.

"Poor Nev" Harry chuckled, and then he fell silent.

"Harry, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, it's just I can't believe the way you handled the horrible things you endured because of me and my leaving, and I don't think any worse of you because of what happened, I understand. I'm really proud of you Gin"

"You know, I don't blame you. It wasn't your fault. It was obvious that what you were doing meant a lot to you. I just wasn't in control of myself as much as I should've been. I didn't tell anyone else, not even my own mother, I was so confused and scared!" Tears silently began to roll down her face.

"Hey Ginny, come on don't cry. It's in the past now. You've overcome it and I'm going to help you work through the remnants of it. You're such a strong person and you can't just let something like this consume you."

"Oh Harry" Ginny sighed as she threw her arms around his neck. Eventually her tears subsided and after about ten minutes Harry realised that she had fallen into a light doze and silently laughed while laying her down on her sofa and covering her up with his coat.

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When you're down and troubled
And you need a helping hand
And nothing, oh nothing is going right.

Close your eyes and think of me
And soon I will be there
To brighten up even your darkest nights.

Ginny woke up to hear the quiet music of a muggle band singing a cover of an old song she vaguely remembered playing on the radio in the kitchen.

You just call out my name,
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running, yeah
To see you again.

She turned over and realised that she was curled up under Harry's jacket and memories of what had happened before she fell asleep came back to her. Surprisingly, she wasn't regretting telling Harry because she had absolute trust in him and knew that he would not deliberately set out to hurt her.


Winter, spring, summer, or fall,
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.
You've got a friend.

Suddenly Harry walked out of her kitchen and into her living room carrying a tray of pancakes and two steaming cups of hot chocolate, he was dancing to the music unaware that Ginny was awake. To Ginny's surprise, he was wearing her garish pink flowery apron which her father had given her as part of her house warming present.

If the sky above you
Should turn dark and full of clouds
And that old north wind should begin to blow
Keep your head together and call my name out loud
And soon I will be knocking upon your door.

"I didn't know you had a secret liking for pink, flower adorned cooking attire" she giggled. Harry turned round slightly shocked, grinned and said "Anything for you dear" and swooped down kissing her lightly on the forehead.


You just call out my name and you know where ever I am
I'll come running oh yes I will to see you again.

Inwardly Ginny glowed and smiled to herself, "Dear" she thought "kisses on the head. I'm in heaven!" Harry returned into the room, "So, what would you like to do this lovely afternoon?" he asked flashing her another infamous Potter smile.

Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you got to do is call
And I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.

"How about we go shopping in muggle London?" she asked. As an afterthought, seeing the resentful look on Harry's face she added "And then we could go into Diagon Alley for a while. I need some new bits and bobs"


Hey, ain't it good to know that you've got a friend?
People can be so cold.
They'll hurt you and desert you.
Well they'll take your soul if you let them.
Oh yeah, but don't you let them.

"That sounds great" Harry replied. "Although, I don't know if it's safe for me to go out in London, we might get mobbed by fans and stuff." He saw the disappointed look on Ginny's face and grinned. "Maybe we should go shopping somewhere else…. Paris maybe?" Ginny squealed and almost jumped on Harry kissing him. "So you agree then?" Ginny began to giggle.

You just call out my name and you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again.
Oh baby, don't you know that,
Winter spring summer or fall,

"I'm just going to pop home and get some things and make some arrangements. I'll book a hotel" hugging Ginny tight, he apparated away. Ginny fell back onto the sofa and sighed. "Omigosh" she thought "I am going to Paris, one of the world's romantic capitals, with Harry Potter!" she began to dance about the room. She stopped as she realised that she was probably fulfilling one of the dreams shared by the majority of the female population of the wizarding world.

Hey now, all you've got to do is call.
Lord, I'll be there, yes I will.
You've got a friend.

"You know, with a bit of practise you could give me a run for my money!" she heard somebody say in between laughing behind her. She turned and saw Harry standing there shaking with laughter. Running at him she picked up a cushion of the sofa and began to pummel him ferociously. "Oh, so that's how you want to play!" he chuckled and began to tickle her. Afterwards they both stood back and tried to catch their breath. "So" Harry gasped "Are you ready to go?" he asked. "Two seconds" Ginny replied as she ran up the stairs. Harry smiled to himself as he watched his excited girlfriend go up to her room while still feeling nervous about going to Paris.

Nooo You've got a friend.
Ain't it good to know you've got a friend.
Ain't it good to know you've got a friend.

After casting a few charms to apply some make up, change her close and pack a small case, Ginny returned downstairs. She stood at the bottom of the stairs taking the full glory of her gorgeous partner while Harry did the same. "Well, shall we?" Harry asked offering Ginny his arm. "Of course" Ginny replied obliging Harry by taking his arm and kissing him on the tip off his nose. With that, the couple were whisked away to a weekend of fun in Paris.

Oh yeah yeah you've got a friend.

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In his office, Professor Albus Dumbledore smiled as he watched the couple head of to Paris in his Reflection Glass. He thought to himself "Now there's a couple destined to last."

I hope you like chapter eight. The song on the radio was McFly's cover of "You've got a Friend" but I don't know who originally released it.

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