Disclaimer: I own nothing of the Harry Potter/Wizarding World. They were all created by the genius that is J.K. Rowling.
Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who's reading glad you're enjoying the story. To Mr. Mark Gibbs, I considered what you suggested but at the same time, I kinda have a timeline that I'm using, which are the events that I think are the most important with my own little bit of flair to them but I don't intend to draw them out. Especially after watching, Deathly Hallows pt.2 again it's really got me really excited to get to the final battle….or will that be the final battle (cue really cheesy thriller movie music). To Evilinside I do plan on finishing it but I'm not exactly sure where the end will be. Thus far my timeline goes past the Deathly Hallows sans the epilogue so we'll see where it goes.
Chapter 33: Dumbledor's Army Still Recruiting
Over the few weeks, Ginny and Viktor they fell into an easy routine. If someone would have told her that she would have been comfortable being alone with an International Quidditch star, Ginny would have never believed them. Maybe it was because she'd known him since her third year at Hogwarts and he was a good friend of Hermione, Harry, and Fleur that she felt this way. Maybe it was because he'd taken care of her while she was in a vulnerable state. She remembered the first time that she ever laid eyes on him, at the Quidditch World Cup; he'd seemed larger than life. Even when he was at Hogwarts for the Tri-Wizard Tournament, it was almost like he was untouchable. She remembered back then, when Hermione had told her about him, she'd said that he was shy and didn't speak much. Since the night he'd snapped her out of her catatonic state something had changed. She wasn't sure exactly what it was but Viktor wasn't shy with her. In fact it was quite the opposite; he was rather candid with her. As the days moved on the ache in her heart seemed to lessen and she was sure Viktor had something to do with it. She'd become so comfortable she'd completely lost track of time. That is until Errol arrived with a letter from her mother, informing her that her father and Bill would be around to collect her the following afternoon. It wasn't so much the letter that caught her by surprise but the date, there was only a week left of summer holiday.
"Is everything good at home?" Viktor asked when he saw Ginny's expression change.
She nodded and folded the parchment back up and looking at him, "Yes, it looks like I'll be out of your hair. My father and Bill are coming for me tomorrow."
Viktor's expression darkened, "You vere no trouble at all. I enjoy your company very much."
Ginny smiled at him her eyes twinkling. "I enjoy yours too."
"I vould very much like to…continue to see you." He said his brow wrinkling.
Ginny's heart was pounding so hard that she was honestly surprised that he couldn't hear it, "I w-would like that v-very much." She was so surprised that she was stumbling all over her words. She was sure that he must think her a complete dolt.
He smiled before cupping her cheek and leaning down to kiss her softly. He knew that it was probably too soon. Her boyfriend hadn't been dead a full month, but at the same time he had to. Since he'd saw her at the wedding, before the attack of the Death Eaters, he'd been thinking about her pretty pink lips. Being so close to her and not kissing her, all these weeks had been torture pure and simple. He felt relieved when she took a step forward closing the space between him and slipped her arms around his neck.
Ginny sighed softly and parted her lips letting his tongue sweep into her mouth. She'd never had a kiss make her feel like this, not even with Dean. There were fireworks and all the bells and whistles described in those cheesy dime store romance novels her mother pored over. She knew that she should feel bad for this, Dean's memory deserved so much better than this. She would miss him every day he'd been more than her boyfriend he'd been a good friend too. She was alive and Viktor made her feel alive and whole.
Slowly Viktor pulled back and rested his forehead against hers as he looked down at her. He knew exactly where this would potentially lead them. He wanted more from her than a night of passion, he wanted the relationship with all the baggage. "Ve should slow down." He said both of them breathing hard.
"But what if we never see each other again?" she asked.
Viktor pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Ve vill see each other." He promised her. "I am not going anyvhere I vill be close even vhen you are gone back to your home. I vill be close and vhen you need me I vill be there."
"I'm holding you to that promise, Viktor Krum." She pulled back enough to reach into her pocket and pulled out one of the Galleons the D.A. used to contact each other. "If I need you this will grow warm…we use them when we need to get in touch with each other and we don't want anyone to know. Owls aren't reliable anymore for secret stuff."
Viktor took the coin from her and frowned studying it, "A fake Galleon I have never heard of this before."
"Well that's because it's something Hermione came up with." She said then went on to explain what happened during her 4th year at Hogwarts and about Dumbledore's Army.
"And you plan to start back up this….Army?" he asked his brow furrowed.
"Well it's not really an army exactly it's…" she thought about it for a few minutes. "Well it's more of an association of like-minded people, who believe that You Know Who along with all Dark Magic, should be stopped. We started it; well see, because after He came back the Ministry of Magic didn't want to believe Harry and Dumbledore. Fudge thought that Dumbledore was after his job. The thing is if Dumbledore wanted to be Minister he could have been probably a million times over. He thought that Dumbledore was having us trained to be his army and he didn't want us to be taught to use defensive spells. So we decided to branch off on our own. But we're about more than just learning spells we're about helping people and doing what's right. People are being murdered left and right. The Ministry of Magic isn't doing anything to stop it, even before Scrimgeour was murdered; they were more about hiding the truth and telling false stories. They think the Wizarding World can't handle the truth but they're wrong."
"And you…lead this group?" he asked rolling the coin over in his fingers studying it.
Ginny blushed a little, "No, Harry and Hermione are the real leaders. Of course in light of everything that's happened they can't go back to Hogwarts it would be dangerous." Even though she trusted Viktor more than anything she still couldn't tell him that Harry, Hermione, and Ron were going on a special mission. They were right when Harry said the less who knew the details he better. "Harry made Neville the leader with Luna, Lavender, and I assisting."
"And you must be a Hogwarts student to be a member?" he asked looking up at her. He was sure that he'd never seen her look more beautiful her face was flushed and her eyes full of fire. He liked seeing her passionate about something.
"Oh no, Fred and George are also members." She said surprised.
Viktor nodded, "I vould like to help." He said.
Ginny blinked, "You would?"
"I cannot allow my girlfriend to endanger herself vhile I only vatch." He said with a smile.
"Your…girlfriend?" she asked surprised.
"Yes my girlfriend…unless you object."
"No not at all." Ginny leaned up and kissed him softly.
