A/N Hey everyone! I hope you liked this chapter, I worked quite hard on it! Expect chapter 4 in maybe a day or two. I have chapter 4 written, but im in a bit of a stitch. I have quite a massive amount of writers block for this fanfic. Stay tuned for my Lily and James fanfic coming out any time. That one is just a raging ball of fire!

Megan

They held their breath as they opened the door. Harry and Ginny stood in the door way waiting for the explosion. When none came, they looked up. Mrs. Weasley, Hermione and Ron were all sitting down to breakfast. To their astonishment they were all smiling, even Mrs. Weasley. They walked all the way into the house, closed the door and sat down.

"What would you dears like? I figured I would make you two French Toast seeing as Harry didn't get a birthday breakfast yesterday." They both blushed, knowing that that wasn't entirely true.

"Sounds great mum!" Ginny said, as she was the first one to recover from shock.

"Wonderful! So how was your walk this morning?" asked the very merry Mrs. Weasley.

Before Harry could stop himself he very bluntly asked, "Huh?"

"Hermione said that Ginny woke her up early and told her something about you two going for a morning walk." She said becoming a bit curious. She had stopped what she was doing to look at them.

"Oh, it was great!" recovered Harry. "We went through the garden and then went for a quick swim."

"That's lovely you two!" Mrs. Weasley said, her curiosity dispelled.

Phew! That was really close. I'd better remember to thank Hermione later! Harry thought to himself. He then heard another voice.

Yeah, me too.

"Ginny did you say something?" asked Harry quickly.

"Um… no. Why?" asked Ginny curiously.

"Never mind. I thought I heard you say something." Harry said, trying to sound casual. I must be going crazy! Harry again thought to himself.

Um Harry…? He heard the voice again. He looked up to see Ginny looking at him a little nervously. I can hear you and I think I'm going crazy too. Ginny said, but oddly she wasn't moving her lips.

Ginny, if you hear me cough. I know it is stupid, but it's obvious. Once again Harry thought.

Ginny looked at him for a moment before she gave a small cough, causing Mrs. Weasley to worry that she was choking. But Ginny brushed it off as a tickle in her throat.

"Um Ginny, can I talk to you outside?" Harry asked her.

"Of course," she answered while getting up.

They walked outside and closed the door tightly.

"That was really weird. Could you really hear what I thought?" Harry asked her.

"Every word. I sort of noticed that it is when one of us is looking at the other." Ginny replied blushing slightly. She had just revealed that she was looking, actually starring at Harry. "Do you think we should tell Hermione?"

"No, I don't think so. If we tell anyone, I would rather it be Professor Lupin." Harry answered.

"True. We had better get inside before they begin to wonder."

"Right."

They walked hand in hand inside of the house. Once they noticed everyone was looking at them, they quickly released each others' hands.

That was nearly a week ago. They had mental conversations all the time now. Harry had even once seen one of her dreams. He didn't really now how because he wasn't looking at her. It was quite a mystery. They decided to tell Moony but he couldn't explain it either. They thought it only worked when someone looked at the other, but they could carry a conversation from different rooms. It was very odd.

Today was Bill and Fleur's wedding. It was intensely crazy around the Burrow. All the girls were helping Fleur get ready while having to get ready themselves. Unfortunately, the men didn't have that life of leisure. They were given the task of setting up the back yard.

Hey Gin? thought Harry.

Hey Harry. How's it going? Fleur won't stop crying. She thinks everything will turn out to be a disaster. I just got out of the shower. Hermione is getting ready to do my hair.

Tell Fleur everything will be fine. I think my neck is a little burned. It was bloody hot out here. I'm glad the wedding isn't till later. It wont be that hot since the sun will have gone down somewhat. What time is it?

4:30. You have about 2 hours till the wedding. I'll let you know when there's an hour left so you can get ready.

Alright Gin, thanks.

After that it seemed to be years before Ginny finally told him it was time.

Go get your butt in the shower. Harry heard in the back of his mind.

"Hey guys, there's an hour till show time." Harry announced to everyone as he headed inside.

Thanks, Ginny. I just walked into my room. Did Fleur stop crying?

Yes she did and now she can't sit still. I wish I could come and see you but I don't want to spoil the surprise!

I'll keep my eyes closed, I promise.

Fine, but I swear if you look…

I won't. I at least won't mean too. Don't worry.

A few moments passed and then he heard a knock.

Close your eyes.

Okay, they are closed.

Harry heard the door open and close. Then he heard a click which he imagined was he lock. He heard Ginny cross the room and then felt her soft lips press against his. He was so shocked that he opened his eyes temporarily, but closed them immediately. He would tell Ginny tonight, of course, that it was a total accident.

"You are a little burned. Don't worry though, your back isn't burned." Ginny said as he felt her hand on his bare back.

"I totally forgot I took my shirt off. It was so bloody hot out there earlier."

I would kiss you but I would most likely miss, he thought, and heard Ginny giggle.

Here. Ginny gave him another kiss that lasted a few moments and then they broke apart.

"Ok, you really must get ready, Harry! I'll see you tonight." He felt her leave the bed and heard her open and close the door.

An hour later everyone was outside waiting for the wedding to start.

Ugh. Ginny?

Yeah?

You look beautiful.

But Harry, I'm not even outside yet! Did you peek?

Er… yeah.

HARRY JAMES POTTER!

It was an accident.

Oh, you are-

Just then the music started. Every one of the bridesmaids looked pretty, but no one compared to Ginny. She looked even better than Fleur, in Harry's opinion. He watched Ginny the whole ceremony and was surprised when he heard everyone clapping. He looked around and saw Mrs. Weasley bawling and Bill and Fleur were already kissing.

Everyone got up and headed to the dinner. Harry sat next to Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Fred, and George. After Harry apologized, Ginny was much warmer to him. They all sat there eating, drinking, and laughing. Ginny rested her hand on Harry's thigh and Harry knew he was blushing.

Harry, you're redder than my hair! With that she moved her hand farther towards his inner thigh, knowing he would blush even more. She was trying to stop her laughter that was about to escape her.

And I wonder why that is! "Would you like to dance Ginny?" Harry said as he stood up.

"Absolutely!" Ginny replied, grabbing his outstretched hand. He led her to the dance floor.

They danced for over fifteen minutes and then decided to take a break. Ginny sat down while Harry went to fetch some Butterbeers. After resting for about 5 minutes, Ginny nudged Harry.

"What?" he asked.

Ginny pointed towards the forest. Harry looked just in time to see Hermione pulling Ron into the forest. They both had very large grins on their faces. Harry couldn't help but laugh.

Fancy a walk, Harry? Ginny thought as she looked at him.

Harry looked up and nodded while smiling. They walked towards the woods and went to the river. Ginny turned around suddenly and kissed Harry very gently. It was a few moments before the kiss became more passionate. He ran his hand through her perfectly curled hair, then rested it in the small of her back After a few a air breaks, and more snogging, something very strange and painful happened.

Ginny was pushed off Harry and he heard her squeal from surprise. Harry turned to see Ron throw a good sized rock at Harry and it hit Harry in the head. He thought it odd. A rock of all things, while he had a wand which could do more damage. Harry guessed he just grabbed the first thing that came to mind in the heat of the moment. Harry staggered for a moment. Ron this time punched Harry with a very strong right hook. It made contact with the side of his head. That was the last thing he remembered before he fell down a long black tunnel.

Harry awoke in Ginny's room to the sound of screaming. He heard the voices outside of the door. They belonged to Mrs. Weasley and Ginny.

"RONALD! WHY WOULD YOU DO SUCH A THING!" Shrieked Mrs. Weasley.

"RON! YOU ARE SUCH A PRAT! WE WERE ONLY KISSING! YOU KNEW WE HAVE BEEN GOING OUT!" yelled Ginny.

Gin? Harry thought. The next second Ginny shot thought the door like a canon was hot up her bum. He knew she had been crying by the looks of her eyes.

"Oh Harry! Are you ok?" Ginny asked worriedly.

Harry was very disoriented. He only registered half of what she said. "Huh?" He mumbled as he felt his head. He felt two very large lumps . One of them was bleeding so he guessed that is where the rock hit him.

Ginny began to slide in and out of focus.

"Harry how about you put your head back down and –"

Harry didn't hear the rest because he blacked out again.

Harry awoke once again in Ginny's room. His head felt like any minute it would split in to. He vaguely remember what happened. The only clear memory he had was him and Ginny kissing.

He went to sit up but something was across his chest. He looked over and realized Ginny was cuddled next to him and had one arm across his chest. She still had her dress robes on from the wedding.

Harry gently moved her hand off of him. Ginny sub-consciously rolled over so she wasn't facing him. Harry sat up and his head felt about 10 times heavier. Slowly, he got out of bed and used the dresser to steady himself.

He then walked to the bathroom. When he got there what he saw in the mirror surprised him. The blood had trickled down and dried on his ear. He also had a very purple and blue fat lip. He guessed that Ron had hit him more than once. He looked a right mess!

After Harry had washed his face off and cleaned off all of the blood on his ear, he decided to return to Ginny's room. Harry carefully slid back under the covers, trying not to wake Ginny.

"Harry?" Mumbled Ginny as she sat up slightly.

"Yeah?" answered Harry.

"Are you ok? How's your head?" She asked him looking concerned. She had sat up fully now.

"It feels like it's about to fall off. What happened? Last think I remember was us snogging." He said, blushing slightly.

Ginny quickly began to summarize what happened. (It becomes boring to the reader when an event is retold so soon after the fact, if at all.) When she had gotten toward the end of her story, she was beet red with anger. "And then I hit him as hard as I could." She showed him her bruised knuckles. "Then he just sort of walked off, without saying a thing."

"Oh I can just imagine you punching Ron," he said as his smile broadened. "How did I get up here to your room?" he asked.

"Well after Ron walked off I went to find Charlie and Fred or George, the first one I came up too. So Charlie, George and I went back to you and Hermione. They helped you stand up. You were barley conscious, but once you stood up you just totally passed out. So George and Charlie just carried you in here." Ginny replied as she looked at him. She noticed that he was still slightly bleeding. "Come on, let me clean you up." She stood up and gently reached for his hand.

They walked out of Ginny's room and walked towards the bathroom. Harry sat on the toilet while Ginny gently cleaned his wound. She began to put some antibiotic ointment on it when Harry winced.

Bloody hell! Harry thought.

I'm sorry. Ginny replied.

Harry then remembered that she could hear him.

It's ok.

Once he was all cleaned up, they went back to Ginny's room. They both climbed into bed and snuggled next to each other. Harry had his arm around her.

Ginny yawned. "Good night Harry."

"Night."

They both fell right to sleep.

Harry awoke in Ginny's room for the third time in less than twenty four hours.

He looked over to see that Ginny wasn't there. He guessed it was about 10:30 or so. They must not have woken him up seeing that he needed the rest. Harry got up and started to walk downstairs. He was holding onto his aching head gingerly as he walked into the kitchen

"Harry!" exclaimed Mrs. Weasley. "You should be lying in bed resting!" She had rushed over to him.

"It's okay, Mrs. Weasley. "Other than a troll-sized headache, I'm fine," he said as she looked at him. "Where is everyone?"

"They're all outside. Would you like anything to eat?" She asked him, looking concerned.

"No, I'm going to go change and head outside."

"Alright, but take it easy," she said to Harry.

After he changed, he headed outside. He finally found everyone playing some Quidditch. They were playing a game of three on three: one team was Fred, Charlie and Ginny, while the other was George, Ron, and Hermione. He laughed slightly when he saw Ron's purple eye.

It took a few moments before everyone noticed Harry was there. Once they realized it, they all flew down to see him.

"Hey Harry, how are you feeling?" asked Charlie.

"Pretty good, got a bit of a head ache." Harry answered. He was trying to avoid eye contact with Ron.

"Harry, you really should be resting." Said Hermione.

"That's exactly what Mrs. Weasley said Hermione… I'm fine! Don't worry, I wont die!" he exclaimed, giving her a playful look.

"Ok! Let's get back to the game! Harry, want to join us?" Charlie asked.

"No, I'll just watch," Harry replied sadly, plopping onto the ground

They all flew back up into the air. After about 20 minutes or so, Ginny caught the snitch. They were all celebrating as Ron flew down to Harry.

"Listen, Harry, I'm-" Ron began to say as Harry raised his hand and cut across his words.

"It's okay, Ron." Harry said patiently.

"No, it's not! I should never have done that. I mean, I saw you two snogging, and I mean she is my little sister! For a moment I thought you were taking advantage of her, but I know you really would never do such a thing. I'm sorry that I over reacted. I'm really sorry…" He looked at the ground.

"Ron, don't worry, I would never take advantage of Ginny. Besides, you have your own black eye now!" Harry said, grinning.

Ron laughed lightly for a moment, and then suddenly he started to laugh even harder.

"What?" asked Harry.

"Look at Fred and George!" He said laughing again.

Harry looked up at the twins. They were engaged in a bludger battle. The two were hitting the bludgers back and forth ferociously. Harry sat there and laughed along with Ron.

Harry?

Yeah? He replied to Ginny as he looked up at her. She was looking at him smiling

I have to tell you… I love you. So much.

I love you too Ginny. I love you more than you know. Great job catching the snitch too. And I don't think I got the chance to thank you for last night, so thanks a lot.

You're more than welcome.

They continued to stare at each other until…

"GINNY!" Fred and George yelled, but it was too late. The stray bludger had made its mark, a mark on the back of Ginny's head.

Harry ran forward as fast as he could. While he ran he pulled out his wand. He conjured the biggest, fluffiest pile of pillows any one would ever see. Ginny fell to the ground, sinking into the soft white mass, unconscious.