After the Death Eaters had disappeared, Harry, Ron and Hermione went upstairs with all of the wedding gifts as the rest of the wedding group went to clean up. All in all, they were lucky. No one had gotten hurt which was surprising. The Golden Trio sat in the living room, solemnly opening each present until Hermione gasped. In her hands was golden brooch that was oval with pearls, diamonds, rubies and gigantic emeralds. Attached to this piece of jewelry, was a note. "Harry, it's from R.A.B!" Hermione whispered in awe. She handed the heavy brooch to him. He held it gingerly, rubbing his fingers over the mark of Ravenclaw behind the brooch. Harry then turned his attention to the note. It was indeed had the same handwriting as the note that Harry had found in the fake locket.

"Blimey, that's huge!" Ron said his eyes boggling at the precious jewels. Hermione looked at it curiously.

"It certainly isn't fake, Harry" she said knowingly. "It seems that R.A.B has found more than one of the Horcruxes." Harry looked at the brooch again when a thought occurred or rather a name. Ginny. He looked up at them.

"We don't seem to have as much time as I had hoped. We're going to have to go now." Harry said decidedly. The other two nodded seriously and went off to pack their things. Harry sighed as he put the heavy brooch into his pocket. He certainly didn't want to leave Ginny but after this, he knew that he had to. Harry looked everywhere for Ginny in the house then reluctantly went outside where it had started to rain. Ginny was in the middle of the woods, her hair down, barefoot as she looked up in the sky. She cried because in her heart she knew that Harry was going to come any minute to tell her that he was leaving.

She felt like a selfish brat the way she wanted Harry with her. She sobbed openly her hands outstretched her palms facing the grey sky. Harry looked until he finally found her in the same position, shaking. "Ginny!" He yelled, running to her. She turned slowly thinking that it was going to be a dream. He ran to her, knowing immediately that Ginny was crying because of him. "Ginny, it's freezing. Let's go inside."

"NO!" Ginny yelled over the crack of thunder. "Harry, you're going to leave me. You're going to leave me and you're going to break it off right now. Well I don't care what the bloody hell Voldemort knows about us. I love you, Harry and I want to be with you and I frankly don't care about how selfish that makes me." He put his hands on her cheeks but she backed away. "No, Harry, don't start something unless you can swear to me that you're not going to leave!"

"I'm going to leave, Ginny but I'm not leaving you." He said putting his hands on her cheeks again. "I love you, Ginny. I want you to be mine. I don't want to share you and that probably sounds selfish but I don't care either." He pressed her close to him as she sobbed. "Oh, Gin, you don't have to hide it. You don't ever have to hide it if you don't want to."

She snuggled against him, feeling such an ache within her. Harry felt her shivering and picked her up. "Come on," he whispered huskily "let's go where it's warm." With that he carried her back to the Burrow. Luckily everyone was busy in the living room as Harry carried Ginny upstairs into his room. He lay her on the bed and then locked his door. Ginny shivered violently as Harry went back to her. "You should probably change into some clean clothes." Quickly he used the summoning charm to bring her clothes into his room. He turned around as she changed into warmer clothing. She told him to turn back around. He went to her and lay beside her, holding her close to him.

"I'm scared, Harry" Ginny admitted as she put her head on his chest. Harry lightly stroked her hair.

"I know you are. I am too" He admitted. They sat like this in silence for a few minutes until Ginny knew that he had to go. "Ginny…"

"I know" She said, not wanting him to continue, knowing that if he did that she'd totally break down. He sat up and leaned over her. His lips came down and met hers. They kissed passionately, holding each other tightly, both afraid to let go. They did this until Ginny finally broke it. "You have to go" she reminded him, breathless. He looked at her with sorrow. Ginny stroked his cheek and kissed him again. She breathed in his scent, knowing that she needed something to cling to. Harry's eyes met her own.

"I promise you that I'm going to come back." He said, brushing her hair out of her face.

"You'd better" she said. With that, Harry grabbed his stuff and left with his two friends to the war with Voldemort and with an unplanned future.