Four Years Later
Part III: She Waited

his feet crunched on the dry ground. The chicken scattered into their coops. Ted Tonks had dropped Potter off two miles from this house outside Otter St. Catchpole. Potter smiled as he saw the old Weasly house. He looked to the side to see a locked shed. he knew at one point the shed had housed a Ford Anglia with many odd charms.

he continued to walk toward the front door until she appeared.

Ginny had finished cleaning for the day, the last load of laundry was drying, and her father was at work, not due home for many hours. She headed upstairs, ignoring the wails of the goul, to sit in her normal spot on the balcony. As she prepared to sit she looked out to see a man in the yard. He was wearing a cloak and hood. Stared hard, even as he looked at her, but she couldn't see his face. She realized his cloak was a Shadowed one, which wouldn't allow anyone to see his face. The most one could ever hope to see through a Shadowed Cloak was the persons eyes. Ginny did see his eyes, and a glint of something else. She threw the knitting down and bolted down the stairs.

As Potter raised his fist to knock on the door, it flew open. Ginny Weasly stood there, starring at him. Potter pulled down the hood, revealing the face she already knew was there. "Ginny," he started.

He was cut short as her hand flew across his face with a vicious smack. Eyes flashed at him dangerously. he watched as a hundred different emotions danced suddenly across her face. Her hand reared back again and Harry closed his eyes, preparing for her slap.

That slap never came. Instead he found himself with her lips pressed against his in a passionate and heated kiss. Soon he was returning the kiss as she pulled him inside. After maybe thirty minutes of this passionate kissing, she was laying atop Harry on the couch. Her head was lying on his chest, listening to his heartbeat through is robes.

"I'm sorry," he whispered to her.

"Where were you?" she asked, all her anger dissolved, his absence forgiven already.

He paused as he though, holding her. "Lost," he answered. She looked up into his eyes. "I'm found now," he added looking at her. "I'm not going anywhere anymore."

"You can't promise that," she said, laying her head back down. "But from now on, you'll bring at least Me." she put her arms around him, holding him possessively. She was determined to never lose him again.

They eventually stood and continued. He helped her with the clothes and fixing dinner as she told him what had happened to everyone here at home.

"I can't wait to take you to Godric's Hollow," she said with a bright smile.

"Why would I want to see a pile of rubble?" he asked confusedly.

"Oh wait till you've seen what Dobby's done with it."