A/N: Still don't own Harry Potter.

Harry blinked as Ginny shoved him against the wall.

"We are going to work this out now or never," she stated with a glare. "I know you have a bloody hero complex and need to save the wizarding world, but I have needs too."

"Ginny, I don't want to put you in danger. If we were together, if Voldemort found out about you."

"What difference would it make? I'm already marked a blood traitor, not much different than being a muggle born. I doubt your staying here every other holiday and the fact we consider you family hasn't slipped the notice from you-know-who. You're just too scared to admit you like me."

"No, that's not it, I do like you Ginny. I like you more than anyone. That's why we can't be together."

"Scaredy cat," Ginny taunted.

"I'm just trying to protect you."

"And you know full well I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself."

"It's too dangerous for us to be together."

"I don't believe you. I am not going to wait for you, Harry. I am not going to wait for you to return, or not return. I shouldn't have to. If you truly loved me, you wouldn't ask me to that."

"Ginny, you don't understand." Ginny hands curled into fists. She shook her head.

"No, Harry. You don't. I'm sorry it's got to be this way, but don't look for me after the war." She turned, tears stinging her eyes. She apparated quickly knowing Harry would never follow her.