AN Okay, I've not quit, but my life is crazy right now, I've taken on another writing project, and I still don't have a beta for this story! The story will be done, just very slowly... Thanks for sticking with me!
Brushing some imaginary lint off of Harry's midnight blue dress robes, Ginny glanced at the clock. Their first guests were due to arrive any minute, and she was nervous as to how everyone would react to her being with Harry. The invitations citing both their names should have been a fairly obvious sign that they were together, but she knew that they'd be faced with the same questions over and over again all night. She and Harry had already decided that their best bet for the night would be to stick together as much as possible. Ginny knew that they were stronger together than apart; that together, they could face anything.
"It's going to be okay," Harry said, as if reading her mind. He ran his fingers along the side of her face before cupping her cheek in his palm. "We didn't invite anyone that wouldn't respect our privacy if we don't want to answer a question."
"Except for Jeff," Ginny frowned. She still couldn't believe they had invited the traitor to their party. She could understand the argument for inviting him, but she didn't think he would actually have the nerve to come.
"Now you know I've still got to work with him, now that he's on my team," Harry reminded her gently. "That doesn't mean I have to like him, but don't think I should go out of my way to alienate him and make him try to target us anymore. We've just been assuming he got what he wanted. Let's not rock the boat just yet."
Turning her head slightly, Ginny kissed his palm. "If you say so."
They were both startled from their reprieve by the door to the room they had rented at the Three Broomsticks opening with a creak.
"Everything looks wonderful!" Padma gushed as she walked into the room on Ron's arm. "I knew this would be better than having it at your house, Harry! This way you don't have to worry about kicking people out at the end of the night or cleaning up!"
"Let the man enjoy his party, Padma," Ron chuckled. "It does look great, though."
"Thanks," Ginny replied, taking Harry by the hand and pulling him towards the door. "I think we should take up residence by the door so we can greet everyone as they come in. That way, we're guaranteed to have talked to everyone at least once."
"I was actually going to suggest that," Padma interrupted. "Not that Ron and I needed greeting!"
Ginny was saved from having to comment by a frazzled looking Hermione rushing through the door.
"Oh, I'm sorry I wasn't here sooner," she said, trying to catch her breath. "I wanted to get here early for moral support, but Lily's sitter was late."
Harry wrapped her in a hug before assuring her that she was fine. When Hermione noticed that Ron and Padma were the only other people there, she colored slightly and began to tug on her dress robes nervously, while Ron suddenly found the wallpaper to be fascinating.
"How is Lily doing?" Padma asked, apparently oblivious to Hermione's discomfort.
"Brilliantly," Hermione replied. "It amazes me how quickly she's growing."
"How old is she now?" Padma continued, tugging on Ron's arm slightly to try and bring his attention back to the conversation.
"Almost 15 months," Hermione replied.
The door to the room opened again, breaking up the conversation.
"Tank!" Ginny exclaimed as she saw the large man walk in with his very pregnant wife. She threw her arms around his neck and she felt him lift her off the floor and swing around in a circle. He set her down and she tipped up on her toes and whispered loudly, "Be careful, they might get jealous."
Harry chuckled as Tank threw his arm over his shoulder. "Sorry, luv, but you're not my type." He slapped Harry on the back and then pulled away. "Actually, he's not my type either. I happen to be very much in love with my wife."
Harry drew Ginny to his side and kissed the top of her head. "I happen to be very much in love with this one, so it all works out. How's retirement treating you?"
"Well, I would have preferred to end my career with a win, but I can't complain."
"Sorry about that," Harry replied sheepishly.
Tank frowned. "You know we go through this every time we talk… It wasn't your fault, and it was only thanks to you that we made it as far as we did."
"Changing the subject," Marissa interjected, "When are you going to come by the house again, Harry? The boys had so much fun with you last time."
"And when are you going to bring your little lady with you?" Tank added.
"I promise we'll come by after the holidays," Harry replied, grinning.
"And I promise that I won't let him leave me at home next time," Ginny added.
"Sounds like a plan," Tank said, patting Harry's shoulder. "Now I think we'll go mingle because you have new guests."
Ginny looked over Tank's shoulder and saw Susan Bones walking through the door with Neville Longbottom.
"Susan! Neville!" Ginny said as she hurried towards them, dragging Harry with her. "We're so glad you could make it! Where's Hannah, Neville?" Ginny was surprised to see both Neville and Susan blush and look down at the floor awkwardly.
"What did we miss?" Harry asked curiously.
"Well, you two weren't the only ones keeping your relationship secret," Neville stammered.
"What?" Ginny asked.
"Hannah and I broke things off in September when I went back to Hogwarts," Neville explained. "But Susan and I kept in touch and it turned out that we actually were more compatible."
"We kept things quiet for Hannah's sake, but when she told me recently she had started to see someone new, we came clean," Susan finished.
"Wow," Ginny said. "Not that I don't see the two of you together, but the gossip was that Hannah and Neville were practically engaged."
Susan laughed and exchanged a look with Neville. "Actually, Hannah fell head over heels for her new bloke, and they're the ones that are practically engaged!"
"That teaches us about gossiping," Harry chuckled.
"Speak of the devil," Ginny mused as Hannah walked in, followed closely by Anthony Goldstein.
"Ginny, Harry, thank you so much for inviting me," Hannah said, giving them both a small hug. "I guess these two filled you in on our situation."
Ginny nodded slightly, trying to keep from making eye contact with Anthony. She knew that several of the blokes she had gone out with would be at their party, but Anthony had actually been the only one she'd considered going out with twice. She stole a quick peek and noticed that he looked as uncomfortable as she felt. She realized that Harry had been keeping the conversation going, and was nudging her in the ribs to try and bring her back to reality.
"Well, we're happy for all of you," Ginny said, trying to smile.
"And we're all happy for you and Harry," Hannah added. "We'll all have to go out to dinner some time so you can tell us all about how you got together."
"Sounds like a plan," Harry agreed. "Now if you'll excuse us, we need to go greet Fred and Luna."
"Well that was only slightly embarrassing," Ginny whispered as they walked towards their newest arrivals. "Hello," she said happily, once they were in earshot of Fred and Luna. She hugged her brother first, and then did the same to Luna while Harry and Fred shook hands.
"Well, I'm glad you two have finally come out with your relationship," Fred said.
"Me too," Ginny admitted.
"So the next question is when Harry's going to make an honest woman out of you," Fred asked, winking at Harry.
Ginny had to fight from pinning Harry to the ground until he answered the question. She would love to be able to tell all of her family and friends that she and Harry were getting married, even though they'd only been together a few months. A quick glance at Harry's reddening face, however, told her that he wasn't quite ready to talk about marriage.
"Who says I'm not an honest woman?" Ginny asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, you have been lying about your relationship with Harry," Luna pointed out airily. "So, for all we know you could be the person behind the big Quidditch scandal of 1965."
"But I wasn't even born then!" Ginny exclaimed over Fred's chuckles.
"Well, I hardly see how that matters," Luna sighed.
"Well," Harry broke in, "What about you two? You've been spending an awful lot of time together lately."
"Fred thinks that I give him good ideas for his shop, and he loves to listen to my stories about my work on the Quibbler," Luna replied, while Fred colored slightly. "Plus, I've been able to help him keep his mind off the fact that Angelina is now seeing a lot of Lee Jordan."
"What?" Harry and Ginny exclaimed at the same time.
Fred adjusted the collar on his robes and shifted his weight uncomfortably. "They've been seeing each other casually for a little while now. They can't make it tonight, by the way. They both sent their regards."
"I thought Angelina was seeing one of MJ's teammates?" Ginny asked.
"Well, you know how gossip gets started," Fred replied, waving his hand in the air dismissively. "But we're going to go mingle since I think some more people walked in."
"Dustin!" Ginny said, shocked to see the former Chaser walking around, much less at their party.
"Surprised?" he asked with a grin, leading his wife Beth towards where Harry and Ginny were standing.
"Well, yes!" Ginny chuckled. "When'd you get out of the hospital?"
"Two weeks ago," he explained as he shook Harry's hand. "We wanted to keep it quiet for awhile, but I couldn't resist coming out tonight when I got your invitation."
"Trust me, he couldn't," Beth added laughing. "I tried to convince him that he needed his rest, but he wouldn't hear anything of it."
"I know how you feel, mate," Harry said. "Being stuck inside a house is terrible."
"I thought I'd go crazy if I didn't get to talk to someone besides Beth, the boys, or my healers soon," Dustin added, receiving a glare from his wife.
"Dustin!"
Dustin turned around and broke into a grin. "Tank!" He waved at his friend before turning his attention back to Harry and Ginny. "If you two will excuse us I want to go say hello to Tank and Marissa. I'm glad you two are finally officially together. We had a running pool in the house as to how long it would take you to snog."
Harry and Ginny both blushed while Beth slapped her husband playfully.
"I can't believe you did that! I apologize for my husband. We'll get out of your hair before he says something else ridiculous."
Ginny turned to Harry and placed her arms around his neck as soon as Dustin and Beth walked away. "Well that would explain some things about Dustin," she mused.
Slipping his arms around her waist, Harry nodded. They stood like that for several moments before a squeal startled them both. Harry glanced over Ginny's shoulder and shook his head.
"It's just Lavender and Padma. I say we leave them to their own devices," Harry said. "Although Lavender brought Zac Smith, interestingly enough."
Ginny dropped her head on Harry's shoulder. "Well, this time he has to leave me alone because he knows I'm with you now."
"Yep, I think the glare he's sending us is a sure sign that he knows," Harry replied lightly.
Groaning, Ginny turned her head slightly and locked eyes with Zac. His expression softened slightly before he slipped one arm around Lavender's waist and shook Ron's hand with the other. Before she could comment to Harry, she felt a tap on her shoulder.
"Jacob!" she said happily, releasing Harry and turning around. "I'm so glad you two could make it," she said before realizing that his wife was not by his side. "Where is Chloe?"
"Oh, she saw Hermione and went off to chat about the Ministry," Jacob replied. "She told me to tell you both that she was happy you were able to come out with your relationship, and that she was glad Harry passed all his tests today with flying colors."
"Thanks," Ginny replied.
"Yeah, and if I don't get around to it tonight, tell her thanks for working with me," Harry added.
"So I see I'm not the first one here," Wesley said as he walked up to the trio.
"Good to see you," Harry said as he shook hands with the Beater.
"Good to see all of you," he replied. "And I'm glad you all finally came clean. If you don't mind me asking, when'd you first snog?"
"Wesley!" Jacob exclaimed. "That's so rude! What would your wife say?"
Wesley shrugged. "Nothing, she wasn't feeling well so she stayed home."
"We know about the bet," Ginny interrupted slyly. "And I want to see what everyone's guesses were before I reveal anything."
"I'm not telling," Jacob said decidedly.
"Talk to MJ, he's got loose lips," Wesley added laughing.
"Where is MJ, by the way?" Harry asked.
Wesley shrugged. "Who knows? He always did like to make a big entrance. Well, I'm going to go and be social. Are you going to be at practice on Tuesday, Harry?"
"That's the plan for now," he replied. "I don't have clearance to play until after the New Year, but for some reason they want me there on Tuesday."
"Well, if I somehow don't see you again tonight, I'll definitely see you there," Wesley said. "Come on Jake, let's go talk to Tank and Dustin."
"When do we get to eat?" Harry whispered in Ginny's ear.
"Not for at least another thirty minutes," she replied softly. "We have to give all of our guests time to get here before we start eating."
"Ron's not waiting," he said, pointing to the table Ron was sitting at, hovering over a plate of food.
"It's not Ron's party," she reminded him. "And we decided on a buffet so people could eat whenever they were hungry."
"I'm hungry now."
Ginny slapped his arm playfully. "You can eat after the next few people come in. After that, we can drop our greeting duty."
"Well good, because here comes George and Katie," Harry said, nodding towards the door.
Her face breaking into a grin, Ginny hurried over and wrapped her sister-in-law in a hug. "You look absolutely radiant, Katie!"
"And what about me?" George asked, pretending to look offended.
"Well, when you're pregnant with my first little niece or nephew I'm sure you'll look radiant too," Ginny replied laughing.
"I'm glad you both could make it," Harry said, walking up behind Ginny.
"Wouldn't have missed it," George shrugged. "We would have been here sooner, but Katie doesn't move as fast as she used to. I'm just glad all the secrecy is over."
"Me too," Ginny admitted again.
"Not to be rude, but my feet are killing me and I see a fellow whale sitting down over there," Katie said. "If you need me, I'll be at that table."
George smiled apologetically. "I'm going to go get her settled and see if she wants any food," he said, rushing after his pregnant wife.
"It still kills me to see George acting like an adult," Harry mused.
"It kills me to see Fred spending so much time with Luna," Ginny countered.
"I guess we've all changed, haven't we?"
"We've grown up," she replied softly.
"I hope we're not interrupting anything," MJ said slyly. "Harry, Ginny, I'd like you to meet my date and fellow Chaser, Lauren O'Donnell."
Ginny smiled and offered her hand to the pretty, red headed witch. "It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Likewise," Lauren replied.
"We're glad you both could make it," Harry added.
"Sorry we're late, but we had to make a pit stop," MJ said, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.
"Matty!" Lauren giggled. "I'm sorry, he's being rude."
"We're used to it by now," Ginny teased.
"Oh you don't have to spend five minutes with MJ to realize he's a rude blighter," someone said from behind Ginny. She turned around to see Oliver Wood standing with Cho Chang.
"So you know MJ then?" Ginny asked.
"Oh yeah," Oliver grinned. "This guy's big mouth has earned him a pretty big reputation around the league."
"And around the Ministry," Cho added.
"I don't think it's my mouth that's earned me the reputation," MJ said suggestively. "Though I haven't had any complaints about that either."
"You're terrible!" Lauren exclaimed. "I don't know why I put up with you!"
"You're a stronger woman than me," Cho chuckled.
"Well, regardless, we're glad you could all make it," Harry interjected.
"I'm glad you both found happiness together," Cho replied, sending Harry a significant look.
"Are you two together?" MJ asked bluntly, nodding between Cho and Oliver.
"Maybe," Oliver replied. "But I like the keep my business private from a big mouth like you."
A bright flash temporarily blinded them and when her sight returned Ginny looked around for the source.
"Colin! Give us some warning next time," she scolded, fighting to keep the grin off her face.
"Sorry, but Maggie here thought her cousin would want a picture with her newest bloke."
Ginny noticed the woman with the striking resemblance to Cho standing beside Colin. "I don't think we've ever met."
"Maggie," the woman replied extending her hand. "And I wish we had met much sooner. You must be Harry."
"That's me," he replied, shaking her hand. Ginny discreetly stepped on his toe to try and wipe the annoyed look off of his face.
"You'll have to excuse us, we need to go greet some more of our guests," Ginny said politely, dragging Harry away from the crowd. "Watch it," she hissed to him under her breath. "Don't be rude."
Harry rolled his eyes. "When'd Dean Thomas and Terry Boot get here?"
"I don't know, I missed them come in," she replied. "I don't recognize Dean's date."
"I think I've seen her at several of the Quidditch banquets," Harry remembered, "but never with Dean before."
"Interesting," Ginny mused as she watched the witch kiss Dean. "She's pretty."
"Doesn't hold a candle to you," Harry whispered, nuzzling her neck.
"Well don't let us keep you from anything," Tonks said cheerfully. Harry and Ginny broke apart sheepishly.
"Glad you could make it," Ginny teased. "Did your clocks stop working or were you too busy with other things?"
Laughing from his place beside Tonks, Charlie shook his head. "I wish! My lovely Auror fiancée and that bloke Robert thought it'd be for the best if they kept an eye on things downstairs for awhile before we came up."
"You didn't have to do that," Harry sighed.
"But thank you," Ginny added. "Where's Robert now?"
"Looking for his wife. She couldn't stand the cold like Charlie here," Tonks replied, linking her arm with Charlie's.
"So I'm assuming there wasn't any sign of Jeff," Ginny said, glancing around the room and lowering her voice.
"None," Tonks replied. "It's still early, but I honestly doubt he'll have the nerve to show up."
"Looks like you spoke too soon," Harry said dryly, nodding towards the door.
Ginny turned around and saw Jeff walk into the room with a beautiful brunette on his arm. He was smiling broadly like he didn't have a care in the world, shaking hands with all the people he knew as he walked through the room. She felt a hand on her shoulder and realized that she had clenched her hands into fists.
"It'll be okay, love," Harry whispered reassuringly.
"I can't believe he had the nerve to show up!" she spat.
"Well, reel it in a bit, because he's heading your way," Tonks said.
"Harry, Ginny, thank you for the invitation," Jeff said as he walked towards them.
"Well, we thought it would be best to invite the entire team," Harry replied coolly.
Jeff's smile faltered slightly before he recovered. "Do you know my date, Daphne Greengrass? I believe she was in your year at Hogwarts, Harry."
"Slytherin, right?" Harry asked.
"That's right," Daphne replied.
"If you don't mind me asking, how do you two know each other?" Ginny asked, feeling her suspicions rise.
Jeff chuckled and exchanged a glance with Daphne. "She's a friend of our new boss… But I didn't just say that. I'm not supposed to know anything until Tuesday, just like the rest of the team."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Ginny asked, feeling Harry hold her back to keep her from attacking the Beater.
"I'm sure Harry will tell you after he finds out on Tuesday," Jeff replied, winking broadly. "Now if you'll excuse us, we're going to go find drinks."
"That bastard!" Ginny hissed.
"Don't let him get to you," Harry whispered. "There's nothing we can do about him right now. We'll start looking into it tomorrow, but for now we should just enjoy our party. Just avoid him for the rest of the night, and let the Aurors keep their eyes on him."
Sighing, Ginny nodded. "Why don't you go find some food? I know you're hungry. We'll mingle for a bit and then meet in the middle."
"What happened to sticking together?" Harry teased.
"Well, no one's had a big reaction to our being together so I think we're safe from harassment," Ginny admitted. She leaned over and kissed Harry's cheek. "Go have fun. I'll see you in a bit!"
Ginny watched as Harry walked away in the direction of the buffet. She turned around to face Tonks and Charlie. "You two don't have to baby sit me all night. I promise I'm not going to attack Jeff or anything."
"Well in that case I'm going to go find George," Charlie chuckled. "You coming with me, luv?"
"Alright," Tonks replied grinning. "Let us know if you need anything, Ginny."
"I will," she promised as she sent the two on their way. Ginny took a deep breath and looked around her party. She was honestly surprised that there hadn't been a very big reaction to her relationship with Harry. She could only guess that they hadn't been as discreet as they thought.
Ginny tried to blend in to the crowd so she could observe everyone interacting. She couldn't keep herself from seeking out Harry first. She was surprised to see him sitting at a table eating, joined by Dean, Zac, Anthony, and Terry. They weren't the company she would have preferred for Harry to keep, and she was fairly sure that they weren't his first choice of company either. Dean and Zac seemed to be laughing about something, and it looked to Ginny like Harry was slightly uncomfortable with the conversation. She made a mental note to ask him about it later.
"Shouldn't you be enjoying your party?" Hannah asked, interrupting Ginny from her thoughts.
Ginny turned around and saw Hannah standing with Susan, both of them looking at her expectantly. "Sorry, I got lost in my thoughts for a minute there."
Susan grinned coyly. "We saw who you were staring at."
"You caught me," Ginny admitted. "I can't help but keep worrying about him after everything we've been through."
"How long have you two been together now?" Hannah asked.
Ginny furrowed her brow in concentration. "You know, I don't know!" she chuckled. "It feels like years, but honestly I think he's been unconscious half the time."
"I don't know how you do it!" Susan said. "I don't think my heart would be able to handle it all. That's one reason why I love Neville… he's safe."
"He's probably the one worrying about you," Hannah pointed out.
Susan sighed. "He understands. We're both just glad that you understand."
Ginny began to feel as if she was intruding on a private moment between the two friends. She tried to slowly back away from them without drawing attention to herself. She jumped as she bumped into someone.
"Oh! I'm sorry, Cho. I didn't see you there!"
The other witch smiled warmly. "Actually, I was coming to talk to you. I wanted to thank you for not having a problem with me coming, given that Harry and I share a very brief history. I know it might have made some women feel uncomfortable, but you've really handled it with class."
"It really isn't a big deal," Ginny replied honestly. "I actually feel a little bad for not actually putting you on the guest list."
Cho waved her hand in the air dismissively. "Honestly, I'm not sure I would have had the nerve to come if it wasn't for Oliver… But I didn't just say that," she added, chuckling. "There are too many reporters here to get too loose lipped."
Ginny laughed. "I'm not sure how that happened, other than the fact that my brother is dating the press!"
"I always thought that Ron and Hermione would end up together, no matter what," Cho mused. "I thought it was obvious from pretty early on how much they fancied each other."
"I don't think anyone could have predicted how things turned out," Ginny replied. She felt a lump form in her throat and she tried to force it down. "The war was hard on everyone, and their relationship was just another one of the casualties."
"Okay, that is enough of the depressing war talk," Cho said. "I'm going to go find Oliver. It was really nice catching up!"
"I hope you enjoy the rest of the evening," Ginny replied. Once Cho left in search of Oliver, Ginny turned her attention back to the party. She began to seek out Harry again, but this time he was harder to locate. She finally saw him standing in the corner of the room, talking quietly with Neville. Even though it shouldn't have surprised Ginny to see Harry talking to Neville, something about the way they were standing, as if they were worried about being overhead, concerned her. After debating for a few moments on whether or not to break up their conversation, Ginny felt a tap on her shoulder.
"Were you planning on ignoring your family all night?" Fred asked, sniffing loudly as if he would burst into tears at any moment.
Ginny laughed and slapped his arm playfully. "No! I've just been trying to mingle! You're my family, I actually see you from time to time, unlike most of our guests."
"Well, you actually see me from time to time, now," Fred corrected.
Her smile faltered slightly, but Ginny refused to let it leave her face. "I'm glad we're acting more like a family again."
"Isn't it about time to make Harry an official part of our family?" Fred teased.
"Aren't Katie and Tonks enough for you right now?" Ginny replied, rolling her eyes. "If you want to bug someone, bug Ron. He and Padma seem to be fairly inseparable."
Fred rolled his eyes. "I'd prefer to add Harry, if you don't mind."
Ginny threw her head back in laughter. "You know, I think I would, too."
"Why don't you go see if you can convince Harry?" Fred suggested with a wink.
Ginny gave Fred a half hug and smiled. "I think I might just do that." She felt that she had spent enough time watching Harry, and that it was time to try and convince him to dance. She spotted him sitting at a table by himself, mulling over a cup of punch. She quietly made her way over to him, and had to clear her throat to get him to notice her presence.
"Oh! Gin, I didn't see you come over," Harry said with a nervous chuckle.
"Probably because you looked completely absorbed in your thoughts," she replied. "Take a break and come dance with me."
Harry glanced around the room, for reasons Ginny didn't understand, and nodded his head slightly. Ginny offered him her hand and they walked slowly to the dance floor. They began to sway gently to the music, and Ginny wished that Harry would hold her closer. She assumed that he was being self-conscious, knowing her brothers and all their friends were probably watching them. A sudden feeling of exhaustion came over Ginny, and she practically collapsed into Harry's arms.
"Harry," she said quietly. "Let's not split up anymore tonight."
Harry nodded his head slightly and they continued to dance. They spent the remainder of the party by each other's side, mingling with their friends and family. Ginny almost felt like half of their guests were avoiding them, but she wrote it off as simply being paranoid. Now that she and Harry weren't trying to keep their relationship secret, she hoped that her constant paranoia that she was being watched or followed would disappear.
Before Ginny knew it, the party was over and almost of their guests had left. She and Harry sat at one of the tables with Ron and Padma, each one looking too tired to move.
"Well, I think that was a rousing success," Padma said, dropping her head on Ron's shoulder. "I think I could sleep for a week."
"Me too," Ron agreed.
"Does that mean you want to go to bed?" Padma asked coyly.
Ron blushed slightly. "You know, I don't even know if I have the energy."
"Not as young as you used to be?" Harry teased.
"Sod off," Ron replied, laughing. He stood up from the table and then helped Padma up. He put his arm around her shoulders and she leaned into his body. "We'll see you both later. Are you going to be able to get home okay?"
"Actually, I rented a room here," Harry said. "I didn't know how late things were going to go, so I got one just in case."
"Well, you two have fun," Padma grinned. "Don't stay up too late."
As soon as Ron and Padma had left the room Ginny turned to Harry smiling. "Why didn't you tell me you rented a room for the night?"
Harry shrugged. "I rented a couple, actually. Just in case anyone had too much to drink and couldn't make it home."
Ginny felt a slight pang of disappointment in her gut but tried to force the feeling away. "Well that was a good idea. Shame we have to put most of them to waste."
"I'm sure we can work something out with Rosmerta for the rooms we didn't use," Harry replied. "Or we could each take our own room, if you'd like to spread out for once."
This time Ginny's disappointment couldn't be easily brushed aside. She frowned at Harry. "Why wouldn't I want to sleep in the same room as you?" she asked, silently adding, especially after you've just been given your medical clearance.
Harry gave a large exaggerated yawn and stood up from the table. "It was just a suggestion. You ready for bed?"
Still in her state of confusion, Ginny nodded and stood up from the table. She took Harry's hand and let him lead him from the room and towards one of rooms he had rented. She spent the entire walk trying to figure out what was bothering Harry. She didn't know if she had done something to upset it, or if he wasn't feeling well. She was so lost in her thoughts that she walked into Harry when he stopped in front of their room. Harry chuckled slightly before dropping her hand and walking into the room.
Ginny stood, gaping at the door, trying to figure out what was going on. She walked into the bedroom and saw Harry already in his pajamas. With a determined look on her face, Ginny walked over to him, threw her arms around his neck and kissed him with all she was worth. Harry immediately responded, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her closely.
But before Ginny knew what was going on, Harry had pulled away. He smiled and her and kissed the top of her head. "Good night, Gin."
Ginny was too shocked too move as Harry crawled into bed and turned his back to her. She finally walked into the bathroom to get ready for bed, completely confused with what was going on with Harry.