A diary entry from Ginny Weasly:

We thought how we were going to tell them, everyone. I was a little scared but I loved him more then anything in the world so it had to be done.

I walked into the Common Room, his arm was in mine. I put a spell on my voice so everyone could hear me, and I said loud and clear…

"He (I pointed) and I, we are a couple; we are going out, this may sound weird but we love each other. I'm sorry Luna and Hermione that you had to find out this way but this is how it's going to be so if there are anything else we will be own our way. Thank you for you time and goodnight." Everyone was silent, and shocked. Then the murmuring began I could hear it behind me as I walked away.

"It is true?" Luna asked clearly upset and shocked. I turned knowing this was going to be even harder then telling people about her love.

"Luna. I just. It's. I know. Love. It's not. I... please Luna just listen to me I love him, and you were just a thing so get over it." I said it sounded so cold and harsh, and she looked extremely hurt by those words. They cut her like a knife I know they did, but I didn't care anymore. I saw Hermione running up the stairs of the girls' dorm with Harry following closely behind. He looked at me nodded and we left. We both knew that we couldn't stay here. Not after what had happened. No chance…

So we left like Fred and George had except we took a train, and they flew. We the train, with muggles, all the way home, cuddling. When we got home Mum was waiting. They had obviously notified her in advance.

"GINNY WEASLY!" she screamed.

"Yes mom?" I answered quietly, he squeezed my hand. She pointed to him and said one word "ROOM!"

"Mum don't punish him it's me all me, and I love him. You can't stop it, and just because of our strange relationship it doesn't mean I don't love him."

"Gin", she sighs, "I figured this day would come."

"What do you mean?" I ask confused.

"You and him, well your relationship, isn't that strange and though I never told anyone this, not even your father, sit down child." She said, and she looked much older too.

"This may come as a shock to you. I'm not you mother; Dad, Ron, Fred, George, Percy, Bill, and Charley are not your brothers or father. I was pregnant with a beautiful baby, then one day at the muggle hospital they gave me some sort of medicine for my pain but it killed the baby. I went ballistic because it was born dead, they killed him, and he was going to be named Jimmy. Your father was at work so he wasn't there. Only Charley and Bill were old enough to come in, but I had them stay with the younger ones. I snuck out that night, Nana had come to watch your "siblings", and there were no children of mine in the hospital. I roomed around the baby section, where I met a nurse. She was a witch working in the muggle world. I talked to her about my problems, and she had an idea. There was a witch who had died while giving birth and the baby witch had no where to go. So we decided that I would take the baby, you, Ginny, and say that the mother had died giving birth to my son, Jimmy, and he died as well. It worked, and no one but she and I know of this. When you were three I noticed a half moon on your palm, and it's said that in the wizard world that each person has a half moon on there palm or arm, and the person who fits the other half exactly is your soul mate. Most people end up with muggles or other wizards, with half moons almost exactly matching theirs. This means if they had found their true match this person was supposed to be their best friend, but most people don't wish to keep look, most just want to settle down. I traced your palm and held it next to his, I fit exactly. The day you two put your hands together you would have known, but for some reason neither of you has ever tried. You were meant together, and it just so happens that you thought the relationship was a funny one. You are both welcome to stay here until you decide to go back to Hogwarts." She finished explaining.

I sat there stunned silent, unable to move. She left me alone to get him and tell him. He walked slowly to me, kissed me on the check, sat down next to me and we hugged.

"We can be together now" he whispered.

I just sat there and kissed him, it was unlike any kiss before because it was a kiss of passion, a kiss that knew we could be together, he held my hand. When we finally broke apart, I looked down at my hand, because there was a tingling feeling there. The moon it was a perfect circle, not cracks, or bumps in it, absolutely perfect, flawless moon.

"I LOVE YOU RONALD"