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Harry came out of the fireplace and into the living room of the burrow rubbing his tired eyes. After ensuring that the practice field was secured, and that Rockwood had come alone, they moved him to secure interrogation room at the ministry. Harry had stayed at the pitch to make sure Ginny and the rest of her team were unharmed and then escorted her back to the burrow before heading to the ministry.

When he arrived, he found Kingsley standing outside listening to Burke and Houghton question Rockwood. He looked up at Harry when he arrived. "They haven't been able to get him to talk, which is not surprising. Any idea why he was there? I mean what is the purpose of coming out of hiding when we didn't even have any leads on him?"

"He walked out on that pitch and went straight for Ginny." Harry said darkly. "I think this was directed towards me. I can't even say I'm surprised that they went after Ginny, her face has been plastered right next to mine in the prophet every other day this week. Some how they got hold of the engagement right after it happened. They already knew we were connected because of Ron, but that story threw her under the bus."

"Is she alright?"

"Fine, angry that her practice got cut short." Harry chuckled.

"That girl has always been a fighter, I admire her for that. So, he was targeting her. In what? Hopes to get to you?"

"I'm not sure, I was hoping he was actually going to talk but apparently I was wrong. I'm not sure why he would come out in the open like that unless he was doing it to get our attention. I mean he must have known he was going to be caught."

Harry waited for a few more hours waiting, hoping that Rockwood would finally start talking. After it was well past dark, he decided to call it a night, thinking that Ginny would be waiting up for him but hoping that she would be able to get some sleep.

Which brought him to now, making his way through the living room he headed toward the kitchen hoping that Mrs. Weasley had left something from dinner out for him. He was not disappointed and was greeted with warm french onion soup sitting on the stove. He grabbed a bowl and sat at the table think about what happened today.

Rockwood had actually come after Ginny. He clearly hadn't expected Harry to be there and Harry didn't want to imagine what could of have happened if he hadn't been. It was exactly what he was worried about happening during the war, he had a sinking feeling that they would never be completely safe. Ginny was going to come after him when she found out that her practices were cancelled until further notice. He had only seen her truly angry a handful of times and he wasn't looking forward to being on the receiving end of it. Especially when she found out about the wards. When she became a chaser for the Harpies Harry had gone to Gwenog and insisted on putting up stronger wards surrounding the practice field, he hadn't told Ginny and he wasn't looking forward to what she was going to say to him when she found out.

He finished his soup and put the bowl in the sink before making his way up the stairs toward their room. He could hear movement through the door and opened it to find Ginny thrashing around on the bed.

Nightmares were common though as more time passed, they came less often and were weaker in intensity. For Harry they generally focused on Ginny and something happening to her, it was his greatest fear. For Ginny, she almost always had flashbacks to the battle. Seeing Harry dead was most frequent, though finding George dead came almost as often.

Initially she hadn't told anyone that she was having the nightmares, but then the night came where Harry was woken by Ginny yelling his name out only to find her still asleep, completely immersed in her nightmare. After that they had talked about it, and they found that talking made it easier on the both of them. Sharing a room had almost taken care of them entirely, and while they still occurred, though not nearly as often, they were generally taken care of quickly. With one rousing the other from the nightmare.

Harry moved into the room and sat down on the edge of the bed reaching out to shake Ginny gently by the shoulder. "Gin. Gin wake up. Everything's alright, you're having a nightmare." After a few more soothing words Ginny quieted down turning over to look at him.

"Hey," Harry said softly. "Are you alright?"

Ginny nodded. "I haven't had one like that in a while." She said, rubbing a hand across her face.

"Want to talk about it?"

"Maybe in the morning, I'm going to get some water."

Harry watched her get up and move from the room, before getting up himself and changing into his night clothes and getting into bed. He drifted quickly but woke up just a few short hours later to find that Ginny hadn't returned. Looking out the window he could see that it was still dark and must be the early hours of the morning, so, he went in search of her.

He made his way downstairs and found her sitting on the couch, her knees to chest with her chin resting on them, eyes watching the fireplace. Harry moved towards her and sat down next to her. "I though you we're going to come back to bed."

"I wasn't tired, so I decided to stay down here." She said quietly.

"Ah, I see." Harry moved and grabbed one of her hands pulling her off the couch, to a standing position, and towards the stairs. Ginny stayed quiet as he pulled her up the stairs and into the room, dropping her hand when they got inside.

He moved to his side of the bed and got it, adjusting his pillow so he was sitting up. When Ginny just stood there staring, he flipped up her side of the blanket and patted the bed next to him. She moved quietly over to her side, got under the covers and pulled them up to her chin. Harry could tell that whatever the dream was, it had shaken her.

He knew she didn't want to talk about it, so instead he decided to talk about anything else, a tactic he had used in the past when she couldn't talk about what had happened. He would talk about anything until she drifted off to sleep. "Your mum was asking me about the wedding the other day. Honestly, I know everyone is expecting something big, but I think something small would be best. We could do it here at the burrow if you'd like. Granted, if you really want a big wedding, I'm nearly positive that we could convince McGonagall to let us do it at the castle."

Harry looked down and saw her brown eyes staring back up at him, not quite as guarded as they were before. "She also asked where we planned on staying after the wedding. I don't know if you had anywhere in mind. I'd prefer to not go back to Grimmauld Place if that's alright, it's just so dark. I was thinking maybe we could find a flat, or maybe a small house near here. Might be nice to be close to everyone." He kept rambling on until her eyes finally drifted shut, and he laid down next to her.

He woke early the next morning and got up, making sure not to wake Ginny before making his way downstairs. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were sitting at the kitchen table and looked up when he came into the room.

"I'd leave Ginny be, she had a rough night." He said sitting down.

Mrs. Weasley nodded. Mr. Weasley put down the paper and looked over towards him.

"You went in last night to see Rockwood?" He waited as Harry nodded. "Did he say anything?"

"No. I'm not sure why he would expose himself like that. He had to have known he'd be caught. We didn't even have any information on his whereabouts. Kingsley and I agree it was directed at me, we're just not sure why." He shook his head. "This is what I worried about during the war, that her being connected to me would put her in harm's way. I didn't think we'd still have this issue once it was over."

"Harry, dear." Mrs. Weasley interjected. "You can't blame yourself for this, Ginny knew exactly what she was getting into."

"Thank you, Mrs. Weasley, unfortunately I'm not sure that makes me feel any better. I'm going to wait until Ginny gets up to tell her about her practices, and then I'm going to head back into work. Maybe by now they've gotten something out of Rockwood."

Just a few minutes later Ginny made her way down the stairs and sat next to Harry. "Any news?" She asked.

"No, Rockood isn't talking. I'm heading to work in a little bit, I wanted to wait until you were up so we could talk." Ginny raised an eyebrow at him. He sighed. "Your practices have been canceled until further notice."

Ginny kept a straight face which surprised him, he thought she'd be angry. "I can't say I'm surprised. For how long?"

"Until further notice. We're not sure how he got past the wards around the field." He grimaced, nice way to throw himself under the bus.

"Wards? What wards? I thought we just had basic protective enchantments?" Ginny said, her eyes narrowing.

"Well," Harry said nervously. "Normally you would but, when you first made the team, I- well I talked to Gwenog. I didn't think that basic enchantments were enough." He watched her face turn red with anger. "I went there personally and watched the aurors put up the wards."

"And the purpose of keeping this from me was?"

Harry eyed Mr. and Mrs. Weasley as they got up from the table and quietly made their way to the living room. "I just didn't want you to worry. I thought that you'd be safe at practices, but I just wanted to make sure."

"I really want to yell at you right now, but after what happened yesterday…" Ginny made a frustrated voice. "This isn't what we do! You tell me about these things."

"I genuinely just thought I was being overly cautious Gin, I'm sorry. Next time I promise I'll go over it with you."

"You mark my words Potter, you don't, and I'll shoot you with such a hex that bats will come out of your nose for a week straight."

Harry raised his hands in defeat. "Understood."

"So, when are you going into work?"

"As soon as I make sure that you're okay."

Ginny looked down at her hands. "Last night was rough, I haven't had one like that since right after the end of the war."

"Do you want to talk about it?" Harry asked gently.

"Not now, maybe later."

"You know, I was worried this would happen. This is exactly why I left you before. You become a target because of me."

"Hey," Ginny said, grabbing his hand. "None of this is your fault and I knew exactly what I was doing. We knew this was a possibility, especially with your job. But I can handle myself, you know that."

"Just because I know that doesn't mean it makes the pill easier to swallow."

Harry dropped his head onto Ginny's shoulder. She brought up her free hand to run it through his hair and gripped his other hand more tightly.

"You and me, we're it. And I will not let bloody hooded bastards get in the way of that."

Harry chuckled. "What would I do without you?"

"I honestly have no idea. You'd probably be dead by now."

Harry moved to get up. "Will you argue if I ask you to stay at the Burrow today? I want to know what Rockwood's plan was, and I'd feel better about it if you were here."

"I would but after yesterday I think that might be best." She admitted grudgingly.

Laughing silently Harry got up and started to move out of the room. "I promise I'll try to be quick, the sooner we know what his plan was the sooner we'll know if you're still in danger."

He moved up the stairs and changed into his work robes coming back down into the living room. Mr. Weasley stood from where he was sitting over on the couch and moved towards Harry.

"Arthur, I'm not sure they need to see that. Not today." Mrs. Weasley looked worried.

"See what?" Harry asked, voice going hard.

"They need to Molly. Ginny can you come here?" Ginny walked in; concern etched in her features. "I think you two should see this."

Harry could hear Ginny groan when they were presented with a copy of the Prophet. "Haven't they done enough damage lately? Can't they just leave us be?"

Ginny pulled it from his hands and looked at the front page. A large picture of her and the team being escorted from the practice pitch was plastered on the front of the paper, her and the team being surrounded by Harry and the other Aurors, wands drawn. She felt Harry tense at her side and gasped in shock and outrage when she read the first paragraph of the article.

Harry Potters Fiancé Attacked

Ginerva Weasley, Chaser for the Holyhead Harpies, was nearly killed at a closed practice just yesterday due to none other than Augustus Rockwood, known Death Eater. Believed to be targeted due to her relationship with Harry Potter, and more specifically his recent activities of hunting death eaters, Weasley walked away unharmed due to the presence of Auror Potter. The two were seen just moments after it happened when Aurors moved to escort the entire team from the practice field. Potter was front in center with Weasley following closely behind.

None other than Rita Skeeter commented on the incident. "Well you know I became very close with Potter after the Triwizard Tournament and we still talk regularly. He was worried that he'd be the cause if something like this ever happened so I can't say it's a surprise. And with Ms. Weasley being such a frail little thing I'm sure she's quite shaken about the events. He once told me he was worried that she wasn't cut out for what they would have to face and I'm afraid I'd have to agree. How she ever managed to catch Harry Potter's eye in the first place really is nothing short of a miracle and surely due to the influence of her older brother, self-proclaimed best friend of Harry. I would be surprise if the engagement lasted much longer, I just don't see the two of them making it when- "

Ginny's reading was suddenly cut off when Harry grabbed the paper from her hands only to crumple it and throw it in the fireplace.

"Absolutely unbelievable, utter rubbish." He muttered.

"Harry," Ginny said putting her hand on his arm. "It's-"

"It's fine." Harry said tautly. "I need to get to work and see what's happening, I'll be back later."

And leaving Ginny in stunned silence he walked into the fireplace.