AN: Last chapter! I really wanted to make this chapter absolutely incredible, coz it's the last and everything; well…im not sure about incredible but its ok I think. It's very long tho. Now, I'm pretty sure I'm going to write a sequel, maybe after they're already married. Umm…lets see, what else…Thankyou to everyone who read this story and reviewed it. Special thanks to Jennifer Duesbee, The Queen C, glitterglow, partycar, princessfromindia, mystic bookie, Undeniable destiny, xxxjustacontradictionxxx…wow the list just goes on and on. I hope u like this chapter!

Everyone had just sat down at the table, ready to eat the amazing feast spread out before them, when they heard the back door open and close, and someone yell out, "Hello?"

Tania walked into the dining room, smiling, a few presents stacked up in her arms. Her long blonde hair hung loose around her shoulders, and snow was slowly melting in it. Her very pale skin was flushed from the cold, and her bright blue eyes twinkled under snowy eyelashes. Harry snuck a look at Malfoy, who looked stunned at the beautiful girl standing before him.

"Yeah, we all wondered how Ron could get a girl like her, too." Ginny whispered to Malfoy, who was sitting next to her.

"That's Ron's girlfriend?" Malfoy whispered back. "Wow…"

"Tania, come in, come in…We're just about to start."

"Is she veela?" Malfoy asked quietly, taking a sip of Butterbeer.

"No, I don't think so." Ginny scowled. "She's not that pretty anyway."

"Yes she is," said Harry, Ron, Fred, George, Bill and Charlie all at the same time.

Ginny shook her head in exasperation, and proceeded to fill her plate with turkey, potatoes and vegetables. Christmas lunch was exceptionally good: Mrs Weasley's cooking, as usual, was amazing. Once lunch had finished, everyone helped to clear away the remaining food and plates.

Harry was standing in the pantry putting away the sugar bowl when Ginny walked past and closed the door, not noticing him standing in there.

"Dammit," Harry swore, groping around in the dark trying to find the door. "Gin?" No one answered so he continued his search, unable to see anything in the pitch-blackness.

"I just don't see why you're being so nice to him!" came Ron's voice from outside the door. There it was. Harry's fingers found the door handle, and he was just about to throw the door open when he heard Hermione's voice too.

"He's different, Ron! Even Harry can see that."

Harry opened the door just a crack and saw Hermione and Ron alone in the kitchen. Maybe he didn't want to walk out on this…after all, Ron and Hermione did need a chance to talk to each other alone.

"Just, give him a chance, Ron," Hermione's voice was softer than it was a moment ago. "You don't have to like him…" She took a step towards Ron, who looked annoyed.

"Where's Krum anyway?"

Hermione rolled her eyes and shrugged. "Who knows…I haven't seen him since lunch. Probably upstairs writing sickly sweet love poems. It's really annoying."

Ron snorted and Hermione hit him playfully on the arm. "It's not funny."

"Yes it is. It's your fault too, you shouldn't have brought him."

"I heard you and Tania weren't getting on too well."

Ron shrugged then looked shrewdly at her. "Can I tell you something?"

Hermione nodded and leaned backwards against the kitchen table.

"I don't actually like her very much."

Hermione laughed. "We're a right pair aren't we?"

Ron nodded and automatically, it seemed, tucked a curl behind Hermione's ear. Their faces were now mere inches away, and Harry could feel his own face burning as they crept closer together, noses almost touching.

"Wait," Hermione whispered, her lips almost touching his. "We shouldn't do this."

"Why?" Ron asked quietly, his hand stroking her face gently. Harry, still in the cupboard, felt extremely uncomfortable and just hoped no one would open the pantry door anytime soon.

"What about Viktor and that sl…uh, Tania?"

"What about them?" Ron kissed her cheek softly then he found her lips, and Hermione stopped arguing. Harry stopped watching at this point and sat down on the floor. A few minutes passed and Harry was so bored he actually practiced shooting different coloured sparks out of his wand, trying to block out the soft moans from the kitchen.

Then he suddenly wondered how long he'd be in the cupboard. What if no one came into the kitchen? What if they carried on like that until nightfall, or later? He could starve to death by then…not likely as he was trapped in the food pantry, but still…

Harry was wondering if maybe he could somehow escape: crawl army-style across the floor or something, when he heard Ginny's voice. "Hey, have you guys seen…woah…"

Harry crawled quickly to the door and looked out. Hermione and Ron had just sprung apart, and both looked very sheepish. Ginny looked from one to the other then turned and left the room, a smirk forming on her shocked face.

Ron swore softly under his breath and Hermione giggled then hugged him tightly. "So, do we ruin Tania and that git, Krum's Christmas by telling them today, or do we wait?" Ron asked, gently stroking her hair.

"Ron…" Hermione began sadly, gently touching his face. "I live in America. This is why we broke up in the first place."

"So? I don't care, I love you. I'll treat you better this time, I promise."

Harry began to hum quietly to himself, his fingers now in his ears.

"And you don't mind?"

Ron shook his head and gently lifted Hermione's chin with two fingers. His lips almost on hers when Harry noticed that he wasn't the only one spying on this romantic meeting: Tania, Krum and Malfoy all stood in the kitchen doorway, mixed looks of shock, disbelief, and anger present on their faces.

"Get off my girlfriend!" Krum suddenly roared in his thick Bulgarian accent, running towards Ron and drawing his fist back to punch him in the face but Malfoy caught his arm and pulled him backwards. Stumbling out of the pantry, Harry helped Malfoy restrain Krum. But it wasn't Krum they should have been worrying about: in his place, Tania stepped forwards and slapped Ron hard. And then, to Harry's amazement, Hermione stepped forward and slapped her back.

"Stop!" Harry yelled. "All of you stop! Why don't you all just go and… and talk about this."

Krum glared at him then took Hermione's arm and pulled her bodily from the room. Ron and Tania left sulkily as well, leaving just Harry and Malfoy alone.

"You have a spider on your shoulder, Potter," Malfoy said dryly. "So do you often spy on your friends from inside a cupboard?"

Harry glared at him and wiped the spider off. "You were doing the same thing from the doorway, Malfoy. And for your information I didn't want to be in there…. I got stuck."

Malfoy laughed and shook his head. "Sorry…Harry."

They were just returning to the living room and the rest of the family, when loud shouting started upstairs. Harry expected there to be a lot of shouting (given the current situation), but not like this. He could hear Hermione's panicked voice and Krum's angry one; no this didn't sound right. Harry shot Malfoy one quick look and they dashed to the stairs. Meeting Ron at the second landing the three of them continued up until they were at Ron's bedroom: the source of the noise.

Bursting through the door, they met an awful scene: Hermione was on the floor, a hand on her face, tears leaking from her eyes, with Krum leaning over her, extremely red in the face and yelling loudly.

Fumbling in his pockets, Harry found his wand and pulled it out. Ron hadn't even bothered with his wand: he jumped on Krum and pulled him crashing down onto the floor. Meanwhile, Malfoy was helping Hermione to her feet and quickly led her out of the room.

Getting to his feet, Ron also drew his wand and stood next to Harry, both with their wands pointed at Krum who lay on the floor.

"Get up," Harry said in a very quiet voice. "Leave this house now. We don't want to ever see you here again. And if we hear that you've had any contact with Hermione, we'll find you and you'll regret it."

Krum nodded, a hand covering his bleeding nose where Ron had just hit him, and got up, running for the door.

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"You should have let me hex him, Harry," said Ron as they entered the living room.

"You alright Hermione?"

Hermione was sitting on the sofa in the living room. Both Ginny and Fleur had their arms around her and she was crying. Stepping forwards, Ron knelt down in front of her and brushed away a tear. "I'll kill him for you if you want," he said. She just chuckled and hugged him tightly.

Looking around, Harry noticed that Tania and Malfoy weren't in the room. Maybe they'd gone home… Harry moved forward, trying to get closer to Hermione who now had a very anxious Mrs Weasley examining her face. Ginny squeezed out of the mass of people surrounding Hermione and took Harry's hand leading him over to a free armchair and sat down on his lap.

"Where's Malfoy?" Harry asked wrapping his arms around her waist.

"In the kitchen, comforting Tania." Ginny smirked and snuggled backwards into Harry's warm chest and spent the rest of the afternoon talking softly with Harry and joining in silly games with the rest of the family.

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Ginny chucked a wrapped squishy package at Harry and grinned.

"What is it?" he asked.

"It's your Christmas present. Or part of it anyway. Go on open it!"

Ginny walked over to him and sat onthe arm of his chairas he tore the red paper off and a teddy bear fell out. Laughing, Harry said, "A teddy bear? Why?"

"Well… when you take this new job Dad's about to offer you, you might be travelling a bit."

"A new job?" Harry asked sitting up straighter.

"Well, it's actually one of dad's colleagues who has a friend who knows someone who really wants you for this job."

"What is it?" Harry asked, now intrigued, but Ginny just shook her head, grinning mischievously. Then Harry shook his head too. "No, if it means travelling, I won't take it. I can't be away from you."

"Don't be stupid I'll come with you! Besides, you won't be gone for long. Just a couple of days at a time I think."

"Ginny, come on, what is it?"

"Well I'll give you a hint," she said playfully. "Dad's friend works in the Department of Magical Games and Sports, and his friend is captain of the Tornadoes…"

Harry's mouth fell open so fast his jaw cracked. "Are you saying…?"

Ginny leanedover and kissed his cheek. "They need a new Seeker," she said softly.

"Are you serious?" Harry laughed and stood up, picking Ginny up in his arms and twirling her around.

They were the only two left in the living room now; the rest of the Weasley family having gone up to bed. Lupin and Tonks had returned home, Malfoy and Tania were still sitting in the kitchen, deep in conversation, and Hermione and Ron had disappeared upstairs a while ago.

Ginny pressed another wrapped present into Harry's hand. Carefully, he peeled the paper off and found a wooden box inside.

"Open it!" Ginny insisted. Doing as he was told, Harry opened the box to find a beautifully engraved golden snitch inside.

"Ginny," Harry began breathlessly. "It's…wow."

He set the box down on the mantelpiece, wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her deeply. She threw her arms around his neck, and kissed him back, heat surging from one to the other.

They only stopped when they had run out of breath, but still stood together, their arms wrapped tightly around each other.

"Wait…I have your present too."

He pulled back a bit and took out a small box from his pocket. Ginny let go of him and took the present he was holding out to her. Sticking her thumbnail into the groove, she opened the small box and gasped. A diamond, surrounded by three small rubies, was set in a sliver ring, sitting on a tiny velvet cushion.

"Oh, Harry," she whispered, feeling her eyes burn with tears of delight and disbelief.

"You don't have to answer straight away!" Harry said earnestly. "And I want you to finish school first, and Healing school and whatever else you want to do." He cleared his throat and shakily lowered himself to one knee.

Ginny covered her mouth with a hand as joyful tears leaked from her eyes. She couldn't help but let out a happy sob as her stomach jumped and her heart beat fast.

"Ginny, I love you. I've never loved anyone else…I've never felt for anyone else, what I feel for you. I can't imagine my life without you and when I'm not holding you in my arms I miss you with all my heart. I want to spend the rest of my life, holding you, loving you and being with you…" He paused as she uncovered her mouth and beamed at him. "Ginny…will…will you marry me?"

Ginny hiccupped and nodded her head. "Yes. Yes of course I will!" Harry smiled widely and stood up, lifting her in his arms and spinning her around. Then her lips were again on his, their bodies pressed together, and Harry knew that he would never get sick of holding her, of kissing her. He would never tire of loving her.

"I love you," he whispered, placing her gently back on the ground. "You're a part of me. You make me whole."

Love is always patient and kind; it is never jealous, love is never boastful or conceited; it is never rude or selfish; it does not take offence, and is not resentful. Love takes no pleasure in other people's sins but delights in the truth; it is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope, and to endure whatever comes. Love does not come to an end.

- The End -

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