Previously in Ginny's desire…

Then he moved to the side and Harry stood in front of her, his eyes shining with sorrow. "Ginny" he moaned softly.

"Um lets go Ronald" Hermione rushed Ron up the stairs. Ginny heard the door bang shut and suddenly it was just her and Harry.

And now to the story!

"Harry" Ginny whispered. He looked so hansom there in the soft light of the morning. "I – I – you I mean…" she was lost for words.

"Gin, we can't be together. You know that. I know that." He pleaded.

"Harry, stop being so damn noble!" she shouted angrily. She pushed past him and ran up into her room. She couldn't cope with him being there, just a few floors above. Pretending she didn't still love him passionately. Pretending she had forgotten. Pretending she could move on.

Because the truth was, Ginevra Weasley couldn't.

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"Here's some bacon, Charlie. Eat up Harry, your looking so skinny, dear. Heloise, would you like some French toast? Oh, Bill don't eat that steak pancake so fast!" Mrs Weasley exclaimed. It was a busy morning at the Weasleys. Twenty people were at the breakfast table. Mr and Mrs Weasley, Fleur, Bill, Ron, Harry, Mad-eye, Sirius, Remus, Tonks, Heloise Delaclour, Fleur's sister Gabrielle (or Gabbi as she liked to be named), Fleur's cousins Jean, Jacques, Paris and Aleysha, Charlie, George, Fred and Ginny and Hermione.

"Nonsense!" Fleur claimed throatily. "He can eet ees pancakes as 'ast as ee wants to!" Her accent annoyed Ginny and she would have said something in reply but she was too busy avoiding the eye of Harry who was tucking into a pile of pancakes. She felt shy in her blue lace nightgown and pushed her own plate of bacon and eggs away. She stood up and left the table in shame, retreating to her room. Ginny spent alot of time in her room all summer and she was starting to feel really comfortable in its domains. Hermione's hastily arranged campbed was in the middle of all the clutter and it was like a foreign object. Ginny knew that Hermione would follow her and sure enough she had been alone for only three minutes when the door opened and Hermione walked in.

"Ginny, hey," Hermione told her. "what's the matter?"

"Harry is the matter, Mione. He's being so weird. I don't even know if he's coming back to Hogwarts. I know you aren't, and I'm right aren't I?"

Hermione looked down at the floor. "yes. Ron, Harry and I aren't coming back Ginny."

"I knew it." Ginny declared.

"and I'm guessing that the reason Harry is being so weird is because he loves you."

"Loves me?" Ginny asked, shocked.

"He loves me?"

Hermione smiled. "Yes, Ginny. And if I'm not mistaken, you love him too. You're both a pair of idiots."

"But… Voldemort.." mumbled Ginny, her face in her hands.

" – is not a reason to stop loving Harry" Hermione stated briskly. "Not at all."

"Well, were are you going if Hogwarts isn't your destination this year?"

"We are going to find Voldemort and destroyed his horcruxes."

"What are HORCRUXES?"

"Parts of Voldy-mouldy's soul."

"WHAT?"

"And Harry has to find them to kill him."

"Really? Oh my god."

"Yes" Hermione confirmed.

"Well what about you and Ron, ay?"

"Shut up Ginevra."

"Hee hee".