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Working the register probably wasn't the most "low key" thing that I could have done, but hardly anyone was stopping by the store anymore anyways. This left me time to think, which was not the best thing for me to do.

"I don't want another apology Harry, I want to help you." His eyes did not meet mine, but I could tell that he was struggling to find reasons other than, "Voldemort may kill you."

"I can't have you hurt Ginny, or even worse... I can't let that happen to you, especially not you, I care about you too much to see you go through that." He tossed his hair and I slowly let out a breath.

"Why are you pushing me away?" I took his hand gently and placed it in mine, "Why are you running away from me?"

"I'm not running away from you, I'm doing what's best for you Ginny." These words stung my heart, my anger slightly starting to bubble up.

"Why are you pushing me away?" I repeated firmly, squeezing his hand, trying to comfort him.

"I can't let you die Ginny, not like all of the others. I was too close, and I cared too much." He had finally met my eyes, the summer breeze slowly moving my hair.

"You can't do this alone." I told him, quite serious, "You don't always have to be alone."

"I won't be, Ron and Hermione are coming." His lips barely moved when he uttered the words.

"So you're risking my brother's life, but not mine?" I snarled nastily, "I thought he was your best friend."

"Ginny..." He let go of my hand, as if it were killing him as he made his mind, "It isn't like that and you know it isn't. It's not like I haven't thought this through. I know what I'm doing and it isn't safe for you."

"Don't tell me what's safe and not safe for me Harry James Potter" My hands now went directly to my hips, "You let me go to the department of mysteries with you but you won't take me now, even if I'm older?"

"I regret taking you now, because look at how dangerous that was." He looked at the broom closet and tried so hard not to look at me.

"You regret taking me along? I didn't die, did I?" I shot.

"No, but it was too close of a call, they will torture you, I can't have you suffering on my account, it would be too much to bear." I shook my head in disbelief.

"You can't honestly think that, I can fend for myself Harry, I don't always need you to save me." His muscles tensed and his hands wrapped around his head.

"This is for your own good Ginny, just trust me."

"How am I suppose to believe you when you never tell me the whole truth? You hide everything from me and I am just suppose to go back to school and act as if my brother, best friend, and the guy that I love are fine and just going abroad on some trip?" The words escaped my lips so loosely, Harry finally looked up on the word "love."

"I'm sorry." His lips seemed to be numb. Ron came out of the house and looked at us, opening his mouth to speak but then he saw my tear soaked face and turned a faint pink. Hermione silently had followed him out, and by this time I was standing up, Harry still sitting on the bench.

"This time, sorry isn't good enough Harry." I pushed through Ron and Hermione to go into the house, then up a flight of stairs, to slam my bedroom door, where I had to share with Phlegm.

A snapping motion came in front of Ginny's face and when she finally saw who it was, her smile faded a little bit. A boy from her year was ready to purchase his stuff and he said, "Anyone home in there?" Pointing to Ginny's forehead.

Ginny said nothing but rang up his bill, when she gave him back his change he asked, "So, are you free on Saturday night? I was going to go watch some fireworks in London if you wanted to go with."

She opened her mouth but then closed it quickly, the thought entered her mind, "Harry isn't my boyfriend anymore." She had not thought about the possibility of another guy. The boy standing in front of her was not unattractive, by any means, but she barely knew anything about him. Ginny closed the money drawer shut and leaned her weight onto her left leg, "I'll think about it." His smile widened and his mousy brown hair covering his eyes.

"Ginny, come on, you've got to give me more of an answer than that." Ginny hadn't noticed the boy's eyes until just now, they were a light blue, she knew those eyes.

"I barely know who you are, how am I suppose to say yes to you?" She asked, eying him carefully.

He leaned over the counter gently and looked at her through his longer hair. "I promise I won't bring my camera along."

Ginny squinted before screaming loudly and dropping several pieces of merchandise on the floor. "Colin?! Is that really you in there?"

The tall lanky boy smiled at her and asked, "Surprised to see me?"

"You've changed!" Ginny told him, having him turn around to see how skinny he really had become. "You're almost as tall as Ron!" She stopped and turned around, the mention of her brother made her sour, so she made herself busy with picking the merchandise back up. By this time had passed, George had come over to the register, "I didn't think that register would be that hard for you, but apparently it is harder than I thought. From all the racket you've been making."

"I'm sorry, I just dozed off, then I saw Colin," George turned to the tall boy beside him, squinting his eyes and ruffling up Colin's long hair. "Is that the little runt that I left at Hogwarts who always had his camera with him?"

Colin made a hearty laugh and said, "Not the same one that you left."

"Yeah, he was scrawny," Fred examined, sizing Colin up. "This is almost a man standing beside me."

"So, have you found an answer to my question?" Colin asked me, in a quiet tone, leaning over the counter.

"Which question?" George asked, becoming more fatherly.

"I told you Colin, I still have to think about it," I put my back to all of them and fixed the display behind me.

"Am I missing something?" Fred raised an eyebrow.

"No, but I'll keep in touch Colin." Ginny told him, straightening the sickening sweets.

"I would need your number." Colin smiled sweetly, but Fred raised his other eyebrow.

Ginny exhaled hard and took out a pen, taking his arm. The pen clicked and she started writing down little numbers. "Hey, that's your real number." George told her.

"I know it is," she put the pen down and gave the grinning Colin a smile.

"I'll call you sometime." He picked up his bag and left the shop, leaving two confused twins and an almost pink Ginny, who had her back turned to her brothers.

"What was that all about?" George came behind the counter, and looked at Ginny's red face. "Why are you all red?"

"I'm taking my break now." Ginny stated, running up the stairs before either one of her brothers could say anything to her. Ginny's fingers wrapped around the edge of the counter and breathed heavily, this had obviously been a hoax, Colin couldn't have grown up that much in one summer. She caught her breath and straightened herself up, when Colin would call, what would her answer be? She tapped her fingers lightly onto the counter and told herself, "It's only a date, who could it hurt?"

I needed to put out something and I needed to put out something light hearted instead of my serious (ha ha, sirius) story right now. Who thought it was Colin right away? And if you didn't, when did you realise it? I got to go right now but please be nice :) I'm quite stressed at the moment.