Forbidden Yet Foreseen

Resurrection

"What do we do?"

„Meet me in the kitchens."

Ginny recalled the words over and over again that even if she closed her eyes she could see Fred's fast scribbled note in front of her inner eye. Her heart hadn't stopped jumping against her chest ever since. As soon as she that read his note, as soon as his words had sunk into her brains, as soon as she knew she would see him again, she told herself to run. Just run. She just wanted to be with him again, wanted to see his smile again that she had missed the most. The smile that made her feel better whenever she felt miserable.

How terrible had been the time without him and his smile, without his voice and his encouraging words, his caring words, his warmth, his eyes and loving gaze. Knowing that she would see him again, she suddenly knew how much she missed him. One more day without him and she surely would have died. At least she would have died mentally. Overwhelmed by a new feeling of hope, she ran out of the common room – and she couldn't care less about the stares that followed her.

She ran downstairs to the corridor where she could find the kitchens and even though the entrance changed once in a while, she knew where to find it. Right beneath the Great Hall, however, the kitchens weren't that hard to find. She stopped in front of the portrait of the bowl of fruit and looked around. Most students were supposed to be in the Great Hall above her, having dinner after coming back from home for the Easter break.

Ginny leant closer to the painting and stretched out a hand to tickle the huge green pear. Suddenly it began to squirm and chuckle and then, with a plop, it turned into a green door handle. Fred had told her about this many years ago. Thinking of Fred, she eagerly reached out and pulled the handle down, tossing open the entrance to the kitchens. Her eyes needed a while to focus on the interior before she could step through the entrance where she could make out four long tables and a fifth one on the head side, identical to those in the Great Hall.

And there, standing in front of the fifth table, she saw him.

"Fred", she gasped out, staring at him from the spot she stopped in her tracks. She couldn't move even though her heart yearned and forced her to move ahead by jumping even harder against her chest.

Fred looked at her from the distance, his face indifferent, his gaze blank, his smile faded. Seeing him like this, Ginny suddenly felt her heart sink. Whatever the reason why he wanted to meet her here, she somehow knew, this was not a dear welcome and reunion party. She felt tears burning in her eyes while she slowly took some steps towards him.

"Fred", she said again, her voice almost cracking up, but his expression didn't change.

But when a tear streamed down her cheek, he suddenly broke his rigidity and took some steps towards her, reaching out a hand – before removing it again. He stopped right in front of her, looking down at her, his face pale and his jaw set, yet there was a sad sparkle in his eyes. Ginny looked up at him, tears still streaming down her face. He looked so different. As if he had aged a couple of years. And beside him, she felt like a child. The child she was.

He hesitantly raised a hand and cupped her cheek with it, wiping away her tears with his thumb. Their gazes locked and Ginny felt torn apart. She wanted to hug him, feel him, talk to him as if nothing happened; yet she knew it would never be the same again. There were things between them that one couldn't just forget. They had been ripped apart so violently, so abrupt, so quickly they couldn't even talk or at least think about what happened. And now, standing face to face again, Ginny felt as if she had lost something, as if something died inside her when Fred had left her, back then, in her room. And even though she was with him again, it would not come back again. It seemed as if something had been lost forever.

Yet forever was an awful long time and Ginny didn't want it to end this way. She loved Fred and she knew he loved her back and yet – the problem hovering between and around them was still there and would still be there. It would be always there. She knew it. They couldn't solve it. It was one of those unsolvable problems. As she looked up into her brother's eyes, she, however, had the slight feeling they might nevertheless make it. At least, try it. Her heart told her to try – try and find the lost part that had been ripped out of her soul.

"Fred, I –", she began, even though she didn't know what to say – but he interrupted her anyway – by planting his lips on hers.

Feeling his warm touch, again, after such an awful long time (two weeks can be an awful long time!), the fire that had been burning inside her before everything broke loose suddenly came back to life. The spark that had been shining in his eyes sank into her and brought her back to life. She pulled her arms around his neck, standing on her toes to reach him, and just shut down her mind and thoughts to enjoy what she had been longing for since the last time she had seen Fred.

Their problem could be solved later.

When they broke apart again, Fred cupped Ginny's face with his hands and looked at her intensely, his eyes examining every part of her pale and freckled skin. She replied his gaze, the corners of her mouth twitching as if she was unsure whether to smile or to cry. He ran his thumb across her cheeks and tilted his head, a smile breaking from his lips.

"I'm sorry, Gin", he finally said, his voice nothing more than a whisper.

"Don't be", she replied, barely audible.

"But I am. I'm sorry for leaving you like this and for not…", he broke up and looked away for a second. "I'm sorry that I ran like a –"

"You're not a coward!", she finished the sentence for him. "It was –"

"Right?"

She nodded.

"Really? You mean, every time we'll face a problem, every time we'll be… discovered, every time something'll happen, it's right to run away instead of facing the problem?"

She stared up at him, her forehead furrowed.

"We… we can't face it", she whispered. "You know what'll happen if we do!"

"And I know what happens if we don't!", he said and lowered his hands, tilting his head a bit.

"So", she began, watching him carefully. "What do we do?"

He stepped away from her and sat down at one of the tables, staring at his feet, his jaw set. She slowly approached him, sitting down next to him.

"Fred", she whispered and touched his arm with one shaking hand. "You know we can do this…"

"Do you?"

She watched him as he turned his head to her, his gaze sadder than ever.

"I think I do…"

"You think…", he repeated, shaking his head and turning away again, a hurt laugh erupting from his throat. "Thinking is not enough, Gin. We have to be sure."

"I am sure!", she clarified with a lump in her throat.

"Are you?", he said, without even looking at her.

"Damnit, yes! I am sure! I haven't been that sure before!", she blurted out and got up, standing in the middle of the huge room, seeing nothing but the crouched figure of her brother, sitting at one of the tables, staring at her as if she had gone mental. "Fred, I am sure! I love you and I am sure that we can do it! We can, do you hear me?"

He still stared at her, his face unreadable. When she, however, knelt down in front of him, resting her hands on his knees, his expression softened and a slight grin crept over his lips.

"I wonder when you learned to be that convincing", he said and grinned at her, wiping a hank of her hair out of her face.

"I learned from the best", she whispered and stretched her neck to kiss him.

Breaking apart again, she sat down beside him and pulled both arms around him, clinging onto him in a rather desperate way.

"I missed you", she said barely audible. "Please, don't ever leave me again…"

"I can't", she heard him say after a while, his eyes fixed on his feet.

"What?"

"I can't", he repeated.

"And –", she tried to make him say more about the thing he couldn't.

"Here", he said and leant back to grab something lying on the table that Ginny hadn't seen before. He gently shoved her the item – that she recalled being the diary he and George gave her for Christmas.

"My diary", she said puzzled, watching him. "What about it?" She watched him pull out a quill.

"Open it", he said and she did so, revealing an empty page. "Do you remember what this diary does?"

"It… reveals how you really feel… it says the… truth…"

"Exactly", he said and took it from her to lower the quill above it, writing four fast scribbled words onto the page.

"I don't love you" was written all over the page, making Ginny's heart sink. Her mouth opened, but before she could say something the words changed into "I can't love you".

She looked up at Fred.

"Do you see?", he said, still staring at the words. "I can't!"

Ginny stared at him, feeling her eyes watering.

"No, you CAN!", she hissed, standing up quickly, feeling a big lump growing inside her throat. "Hell, you can, Fred! If I can do it, you can as well! Why don't you try? Why don't we try? I thought I am convincing? So, looks like I haven't convinced you at all! Who do you believe? This… book? Or –", she broke up to catch her breath. "Me?", she finished, her voice almost cracking up.

He slowly looked up at her.

"Believe me, Fred, we can do it! I told you before and I am still sure about it! Let's imagine what might happen if someone finds out? I mean, as long as nobody of our family knows about it – and besides, George and Bill already know –, it's fine. Everyone else, seeing us together, will just think, ah, great, now I want to have such a good connection to my brother or sister! They definitely will not think of us doing something forbidden, will they?"

Fred still watched his little sister, his expression changing with every word she said.

"I mean, what's wrong with kissing your brother or sister? It's normal in most families. As long as we don't… kind of… exaggerate things, no one will have a clue about what really goes on between us! But don't get me wrong. We don't have to hide! We live our normal lives, seeing each other every day, having fun with each other and we can still be the same. Hanging with our usual friends, having school and stuff. It can't be that difficult, now can it?"

As soon as Ginny finished to catch her breath again, Fred stood up, smiling broadly. Ginny watched him puzzled as he approached her, taking her hands and just pulling her into a bone-breaking hug. She let out a laughing shriek and replied his embrace happily.

"You know, I really like to listen to you talking, and you definitely are an awesome speaker, but there comes a time when a brother just wants his sister to shut up!", he said and grinned at her after loosening his grip a bit.

She replied his grin and they both met in a passionate kiss.

"So this means you try?", she said breathlessly, leaning against his chest.

"Yes", he whispered, breathing into her hair.

"So", she said after a while, leaning back to look up at him. "What about dinner? I'm starving!"

"You mean", he clarified. "We walk up there as brother and sister?"

"Yeah, as usual!"

"As usual… hmm, I don't think we can do that –"

Ginny threw him a stunned glance.

"I mean we can't do that because dinner's already over", he said, grinning, motioning at the food that started appearing on the four long tables around them.

"So, I assume we have a private dinner tonight", she said, watching amounts of food appearing next to them.

"That's even better!", Fred said, kissing ginning on the cheek. "May I offer you this seat, my Lady?"

Smiling at his gesture, she took his hand and sat down at one of the tables in front of a gigantic tower of ice cream. Fred sat down next to her. They both turned their heads to each other, smiling.

"I missed that", Ginny whispered, taking Fred's hand that was lying on the table. "Let us never break apart again, okay?"

"Okay", he agreed and leant down to kiss her. "Never!"

But never still is an awful long time.

A/N: Yes. I am alive and I finally get the grip on to continue this story! I am soo soo soo soo very much sorry for updating this late! Next week it would have been two months I think... damn, I am sorry! Please forgive me for not updating! I had so much trouble and stress and such, I had a bunch of exams and lectures and most of all I had a heavy writer's block and a lack of inspiration! Did I say that I'm sorry? I am! xDD

But I'm back with the first part of the fourth part of the story! We had Birth, we had Life, we had Death and now we have Resurrection! So, as you might assume, there will be only two more chapters to come when Resurrection will be done! And there will be definitely nothing afterwards! Sorry ... but maybe I'll write more one shots on Fred and Ginny if you want me to!

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