Ron woke up, and instantly yelled with surprise. Harry was lying in what looked like a glass coffin, and the coffin was floating. Seamus walked over to the coffin, touching it carefully. Harry was laying on a red and gold blanket, and red and gold pillows. His glasses were off, and Ron had to admit. Harry didn't look as good with is glasses off.

"Whoa. What the bloody hell is this?"

"Tell you the truth; it kind of reminds me of a muggle fairy tail my dad once told me. What was it, Born White, or Cow White? Oh wait. It was Snow White. But the person in the casket was a girl………."

They heard a bang and both turned to see Dumbledore and McGonagall. Ron quickly grabbed a blanket and hid under it.

"Ronald, please tell me, did you hear anything last night? Did you see anything last night?"

Ron shook his head.

"N-no sir."

McGonagall made her way over to the coffin. Gently she moved the coffin downstairs, to where she set it in the common room for the time being. Everyone was looking at it, and most of the girls squealed. One of them nearly fainted. A buzz of conversation started up between all of them.

Hermione woke up with a headache. Getting out of bed, not worrying what she looked like she slowly made her way down the stairs to where she saw Ron and Seamus talking to Dumbledore. Going over to them, they stopped talking to look at her. She wasn't really dressed properly (it was Saturday) and her hair was a rat's nest.

"H-Hermione. What is wrong with your hair?"

Hermione pointed her wand at her head and her hair was in a perfect bun.

"What do you mean?"

Seamus pointed at the coffin.

"Look at that. That is Harry's new bed."

Hermione gasped like the rest of the girls, all of them trying to get a good look at it. Ginny came down the stairs silently and scared Ron.

"Ginny! Good Morning. How did you sleep?"

She mumbled something incoherent and walked over to Hermione.

"Moine, I have a head ache. And a back ache. Got anything to fix it?"

Hermione shook her head.

"Sorry Ginny. I have a head ache too, and if I did have something to fix it, I would've by now."

Ginny looked at the glass coffin. Inside was Harry Potter. She sighed. She could only wonder what was going to happen next.

Every girl in the whole castle had heard about Harry's state by lunch. Dumbledore had explained how he would wake up. Now every girl was going to the empty class room, signing their names, and trying to wake him up. No one had done so yet.

This was how Ginny understood it.

You had to be a girl. Duh.

You were to kiss his check.

If he moved at all, then you were permitted to kiss his lips.

After that, he would either wake up, or………no one really knew the next part.

The whole girl population had tried, and as Dumbledore looked at the long list, he sighed. There were only about 4 girls who hadn't tried, and they were Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, and Hannah Abbot. He would have to round them up to see what happens when they tried. He was greatly interested in seeing if it was going to be Ginny or Hermione. That would be weird, he thought with a laugh.

(a/n remember, he forgot that Harry and Ginny were a couple, but only remembers that Harry fell hard for a girl. He doesn't remember much about the ball either. He was drunk. You didn't know that but I did. Hahahahahaha)

Hermione, Ginny, Luna and Hannah made their way to the empty class room the held Harry. They all knew why, but none of them were really interested in the issue. Yes they were all concerned, but they just really didn't think they would wake him up. As they reached the class room, Luna stared off into the distance. Ginny noticed and stayed back as the others went through the door.

"Today isn't going to be normal Ginny. This whole situation isn't normal."

When she was done talking, she seemed to snap back to reality; but with Luna's dreamy voice, you could never really tell if she was off in Lala land or in the normal world.

When Ginny and Luna entered the room, they were greeted by a quill and a piece of parchment. They both signed their names. Hermione had kissed Harry on the forehead, and then lightly patted his cheek. He didn't move one bit. Hannah was already walking out the door. Luna kissed him gently on his cheek, but nothing happened. Now everyone in the room was looking at Ginny. Hermione grabbed Luna's arm and dragged her out of the room. Ginny went over to Harry, her heart skipping as she looked at his peaceful figure. She picked up his glasses and placed them in their rightful place. Now he looked better. She leaned down gently and kissed his cheek gently. As she pulled her head back up, Harry's hand reached up and grabbed her shoulder. Ginny gasped. She hadn't been expecting this. She knew what she had to do.

Gently she leaned down and kissed him. The next thing she knew, Harry's arms had wrapped around her waist and had pulled her down on top of him. She groaned inwardly, placing her hands on the sides of his face. As she pulled back slowly, she opened her eyes to see Harry's brilliant green ones staring at her.

"Ginny. You look beautiful."

"You don't look so bad yourself either handsome."

They both laughed. Ginny slowly got off of Harry, and Harry sat up slowly. He was wearing a pair of dark jeans and a black shirt and Ginny could barely breathe as he grabbed her waist and kissed her again.

Dumbledore smiled at Fate.

"See. Their love lasted the test of fate. Now can you leave them alone?"

"I'm sorry, but I don't think I can. I have one more test I have to do to prove the stars wrong. Sorry."

With a tiny pop she was gone. Dumbledore sighed. He only wished this time it wasn't so hard.

Harry and Ginny spent the whole rest of the after noon in each others arms. Ginny had told him the whole story of what had happened to him, and Harry was just in a daze. He loved the sound of her voice; it was like an angel was speaking to him. Every so often he would kiss her forehead.

"Harry?"

"Ginny?"

"I was wondering. Why could I wake you up?"

"Actually Ginny, I have no clue why. Maybe………it is because……… I love you?"

Ginny smiled at him, her cheeks burning. Harry leaned her chin up and kissed her passionately. She leaned back her head, making him work to keep the kiss up. He leaned into her, and soon they were both lying on the grass. Harry broke the kiss, but only for a second. His lips touched hers again and Ginny groaned. Just Harry's touch was sending chills up her spine. His hand was traveling very slowly, going down her side where he let it rest at her thigh. Ginny placed her hand on his chest and she nearly choked as she felt his abs. Harry's tongue entered her mouth, and they both moaned.

"Just cause she woke you up don't mean you can go and snog her like this!!!!"

Harry and Ginny broke apart, but Harry didn't move off of her. Ron stood only a few feet away, Hermione holding him back.

"Excuse me?"

"Harry, get off of my sister. Get off of her right now!"

Harry didn't move. Ginny was holding his shirt tightly. He couldn't and wouldn't move.

"Harry isn't going anywhere."

Harry nearly shriveled up into a ball at the tone of her voice. It was dark and angry.

"Yes he is. You are my baby sister."

"And I am 15 and am capable of taking care of myself."

"But you're too young to think for yourself. Harry get up!"

Harry was thinking of something smart to say to make him shut his mouth.

"Only if you stop snogging my sister first Ron."

Ron stared at him.

"What?"

"You heard me. Hermione is as much as my sister to me as you are Ginny's older brother."

Hermione shoot him a happy smile.

"See Ron. Just leave them alone. Honestly I don't know what got into you. One second you are happy as could be, and the next you walk right out here and lead me right to these two."

Ron was speechless. Ginny had the biggest smirk on her face. Harry smiled lovingly at her, and Hermione dragged Ron away from the pair.

"That was brilliant Harry."

"Not as brilliant as you."

Ginny smiled at him as he leaned down to kiss her once again.

By lunch the next day, everything living thing in the castle knew that Ginny and Harry were in love. And neither of them could be happier. As the days got colder and colder, Ginny and Harry would retreat to an abandoned class room to talk and be alone. Everyday they got closer and closer. By Winter Break, they weren't ever seen apart when not in classes. Harry was going to the Burrow for Christmas, and Ginny was clearly happy and excited. Harry was just as happy as Ginny was. He wanted to spend the holiday with her. Harry could clearly tell that Ron was felt guilty for what he had done, because Harry hadn't seen him and Hermione snogging once. When it came time to board the train to go to the Burrow, Harry couldn't find Ginny. He looked everywhere, but he couldn't find her. Hermione assured him that she was already on the train. And much to his assurance, he got a little note from her that she had decided to go home by Floo Network. He smiled at the little heart she had after her name. When they got to Kings Cross, the were greeted by Charlie. He was going to be escorting them to a wizard pub where they would Floo to the Burrow. Harry was the last into the fireplace, and when he popped up in the living room he heard Ron laugh. Harry's glasses feel off his face, and for a second the room was a blur. Then he felt someone place his glasses on his face gently, and looked down to see Ginny smiling up at him. He hugged her, then walked over to Mrs. Weasley and gave her a hug. Mr. Weasley only shook his hand. He seemed to have something he wanted to talk to the kids about.

"So, I heard that there was a ball at Hogwarts. How was it?"

Hermione was the only one with the guts to tell him.

"It was beautiful. Half of the room was ice, and the other half fire. The great hall was beautiful."

"And what were your costumes? I want you all to answer me this time."

"Mine was a pirate dad."

"And mine was a womanly pirate."

"I was a faceless bride."

"And I was the crying prince."

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley looked at Harry and Ginny with huge eyes.

"You both were what?"

"The faceless bride and the crying prince. Is something wrong?"

"Well, honey. Me and your father were those exact same people. I don't suppose you two aren't………….."

"Mum, what are you saying?"

" Harry and Ginny are going out."

Everyone looked at Ron; his face was a bright maroon. Charlie looked at Harry; if looks could kill, Harry would have been dead in a moment.

" Harry's what?"

" Harry isn't doing anyting wrong. I hate how my older brothers are so over protective of me mum."

Ginny stormed up the stairs, her hair flying after her. Harry looked at his shoes, just now noticing how there was a white stripe in his laces. Mr. Weasley was the first to speak.

" Harry, we all know you very well, it is just that that is our little girl. We just don't want her hurt. It's not that we trust you; we just naturally feel the need to protect her. Charlie isn't going to kill you; he's just a little surprised. That's all."

Harry nodded.

"I'll go and see if she is okay, if that is okay with you?"

Mr. Weasley nodded. Harry made his way up the stairs to Ginny's room. When he opened the door, he looked around for Ginny. He couldn't see her anywhere. He looked under the bed and in the closet but he couldn't find her.

"Ginny? Ginny, come one. This is not funny. Ginny you are scaring me. Ginny?!"

Harry didn't get a response. His heart pounded in his ears. Where could she hav gone off to? He ran down the stairs, where he was met my wondering gazes.

"Ginny's gone."

Muhahahahaha. This is going to be a great next chapter. Stay with me. I am hurrying up on the next chapter.