Hey Guys, little note from me. This chapter and also the next will probably not contain Snape and Lily, because I want the stories from everyone to find a way.

I'll come back to Lily and Snape!

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"Ginny!!", Molly yelled from the kitchen, "Ginny, dear"

"Your mother's calling", Harry looked to the redhead next to him. She was snuggled into his arms and placed her forehead onto his shoulder. She just stopped crying and now only whined into his red shirt.

They had spent their entire afternoon in her room, not paying attention to anyone.

Ginny's room was the smallest in the Burrow, but still it was cosy and tidy.

"Ginevra!!", Molly repeated impatient.

She nodded and whipped away the tears from her eyes. Dean broke up with her two days ago. She was a broken glass from head to toe now.

"What is it?", she opened the door and yelled down from the first floor.

"Dinner's ready in a few minutes. Tell your brothers!", she ordered.

"GUYS! DINNER!!", she yelled through the stairway.

"Thanks. I could have done that too.", Molly looked up to Ginny.

"I'm not hungry.", she said and closed the door behind her again.

Harry still laid there on her bed, willing to take her back into his arms.

She felt miserable. Exhausted from crying over a day now.

With a heavy breath, she let herself fall back onto her mattress.

"This sucks", she whispered. Harry pulling her slowly back to his arms.

He was so in love, it was hard to deny.

"He's an idiot", he said quietly into her direction.

"I know.", she answered, "but I love him"

She snugged back onto him. It felt good feeling his warmth around her, so she knew she wasn't alone.

"I love this god-damn idiot", she whined into his chest.

Harry comforted her by stroking her back slowly, as she burst into tears again. She sobbed into his sweatshirt, but didn't feel any guilt about it.

Harry held her in his arms, trying to calm her.

He knew that he couldn't do anything about it, but tried to be the best support.

"It will be fine", he whispered, placing his chin on her head a bit.

"Why can't I be with you?", she mumbled softly.

"What?", Harry asked, a bit surprised.

"Nothing.", she answered quite, feeling how tired she actually was.

Harry placed his hand on her head, to hold her closer to his chest.

"Your heart is beating so loud", she whispered, and the young wizard knew, that she was about to doze off.

"Because of you…", he said these words so quietly, that only his lips moved, which was good, so she wouldn't have to worry about him.

"You really don't want to eat? Mom's worried", the door rushed open and Ron looked at them.

"Psst…", Harry placed his finger on his mouth, to tell Ron that he should be quiet.

"She fell asleep"

"What the hell is happening here?", Ron whispered to Harry, "when did you even came here? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Came here this morning… long story, will tell you later", he explained Ron and gave him a deep look.

"I warn you, messing with my little sister, Harry Potter!", Weasley said serious and left the room again.

Harry remained there on Ginny's bed, holding her the closest ever. He never wanted to leave this moment. He wanted to stay there forever.

"I am not asleep", Ginny brought up very tired.

"But you are exhausted… You really should sleep", Harry answered, stroking her hair to the side of her face, so it wasn't covering her face anymore.

"I know…", she slowly looked up into Harry's face. Her light brown eyes met his.

Harry felt his heart beating even louder, which made him swallow. His breath got a bit quicker. She was absolutely beautiful. It really was a shame that she had cried so much recently.

"But I don't want to bother you any longer. I am way too heavy, to lay here on top of you."

"No. It's fine.", he shook his head a tiny bit.

"Thank you, Harry. I owe you so much.", she crawled next to him and stood up.

"No, you don't…", he answered and did the same as she.

"You're the best friend I could ever ask for", she hugged him tight and looked at him again.

"Yea… you're welcome. Every time.", he answered, and felt his heart dropping about a mile.

"You mind?", she led him to his door.

"Sure", he nodded and opened it up, "I'll stay a bit longer. Just tell me when you need something", he left the room and stayed there in the stairway.

"Harry Potter is in my house and no one tells me", Molly immediately looked up to Harry from the dining table.

"I came here this morning. With Ginny!", he said and pointed to the door behind him.

"Come here, darling. We got some food left", she winked him down to her, as she stepped down and sat next to Ron.

Molly prepped some food on the plate and placed it in front of Harry.

"What are you doing with my sister, Harry?", Ron whispered to him.

"Comforting her. She's heartbroken because of Dean.", he nodded.

"It better be just comforting…", he answered the brown-haired.

"Yes!", he answered very fast and felt his heart beating up again.

"No. No, not that?", Ron realized slowly and looked over to Harry that chewed the food.

"What?"

"That 'No one' is Ginny! You fancy my sister!", his face turned into a shocked look.

"Ron…", Harry let down his fork, "I would lie, if I'd tell you that it's not true, but there's nothing going on between us. We're friends!"

"Does she know?", Ron asked again.

"No. And I guess she just doesn't want to know. It's better for both of us"

"Harry Potter! From everyone on this planet, why must it be my sister?"

"I didn't choose to! Just like you didn't choose to love Hermione", he looked over to Ron, and started eating again.

"Psst! Are you crazy?", he pointed to the living room, where Molly and Hermione chatted on the sofa.

"Women!", Harry shook his head.

"Beautiful creatures", he answered and stared at the blond witch. Once his eyes found her, he couldn't help it.

"You should tell her!", Harry interrupted Ron.

"And ruin our friendship?", he asked.

"You won't ruin it. I know how she looks at you", Harry picked up the last pieces from his plate.

"You think she likes me?"

"Definitely!"

"Harry listen!", Ron turned around and looked into Harry's face.

"By tomorrow evening, we both tell them, kay?"

"What? 5 minutes ago you literally told me to keep my distance to your sister, and now you want me to tell her?", Harry frowned.

"Well, … you're my best friend. I know that you won't hurt her like Dean did", he smirked a bit.

"Never", he took a zip from his water glass and looked up to Ginny's door.

"She deserves to be loved."

"Okay, mate. Actually don't want to hear it", Ron laughed.

"So by tomorrow evening we have to get this clear. Before we leave for school again", Ron smiled over to Harry, who nodded.