Author's Note: Once again, thanks to all of the readers. I love you a million times over, as previously mentioned, but heck, if you want to hear it again, then I will tell you! I love you all!

mcbabe586, Pooky333, and anyone else who may have the same concern: I wanted to keep it a secret a little longer, but I guess that's a little dumb considering this fanfic is mainly about Ginny and Harry; yes they will get together soon! I promise, they are meant for each other and will get over the silly roadblocks soon, but I want to keep them stewing a little while longer! (And to anyone that wants Harry and Ginny to be a surprise... oops! Well just pretend that I didn't just say it... go on pretend. The way they get together can be a surprise at any rate!)

Keep on reading! Do like they teach you in schools; D.E.A.R my fanfic (drop everything and read (my fanfic) for those who haven't heard this)

ALSO: I'm so sorry that this has taken a while to post; school got crazy, and my horses needed more attention, but I promise, I am completely yours now dear readers. Updates will be coming more frequently now! Don't lose faith in me!


At quarter to six, the Burrow and it's inhabitants were all immaculately clean, and awaiting the arrival of Hermione Granger. Ginny was sitting on the edge of her chair in the kitchen, anxious to meet Hermione after forcing various details about her out of Harry. He had told her about the war with Voldemort, and about everything Hermione had done to help defeat him. Ginny also knew how Hermione was best friends with both Ron and Harry, so it seemed natural that Ginny would like her as well.

Ginny's head turned towards the front door as she heard a loud pop come from that direction. She assumed that it would be Hermione apparating to the Burrow, and she jumped from her seat and sprinted towards the door, foolishly determined to be the person to greet Hermione into the house.

She pulled open the front door and grinned widely in welcoming, blurting out in her excitement, "Hi, I'm Ginn... oh hello dad." She said disappointed, as her father walked into the front room, returning from work.

"Hello Ginny dear, glad you missed me so much today," her father teased, walking into the kitchen to greet his wife. He was taking Mrs. Weasley out to dinner that night, but unfortunately was running late from work. Ginny heard him tell his wife that he would go change and be right back down.

Ginny walked back into the kitchen, and was about to sit down when she heard another pop coming from outside the front door. This time she knew it had to be Hermione, and she was about to charge to the front door when she felt herself being tugged into a chair. She struggled to stand up, still desperately wanting to be the one to answer the door but she couldn't stand.

"Sorry Ginny, but you practically broke the door down letting dad in, I don't want you to scare Hermione before she even gets inside," Ron said over his shoulder as he walked nonchalantly to the door. Ginny could feel the bonds of the restraining spell Ron had cast on her, and muttered darkly under her breath about stunning him when she got a hold of her wand.

Harry laughed quietly at this and was just releasing her from her bonds as a bushy hair girl walked into the kitchen, led by Ron. Ron's face dropped as he saw Ginny loose from the spell, realizing that she would probably hex him now if he annoyed her again, but luckily Ginny was distracted by the newcomer in the kitchen.

Ginny looked into the face of the girl she assumed to be Hermione, and felt something very familiar, almost like she had met her before. Hermione turned towards Ginny with a grin and said "Hello, I'm Hermione Granger. You're Ginny right?"

Ginny nodded with a smile and replied, "Yeah, it's great to finally meet you, although I can't say I have heard that much about you before today," sending a glare over towards Ron as she said this. "You know, it seems as though I have met you somewhere before though, do you recognize me at all?" she asked.

Hermione looked at her closely, trying to recognize her without being rude. "I do recognize you, but I can't think of where we would have met. Maybe Hogwarts?"

Ginny thought back to her Hogwarts years. She wouldn't have met her past her third year, because they had graduated by then, and the trio didn't attend their last year of school (Ginny's second year) so chances were she didn't meet her then either. She focused on her first year, and suddenly, as a single memory entered her mind, looked up brightly at Hermione.

"Yes, now that you mention it, I think we did. We met in one of the lavatories near the D.A.D.A. classroom!" Ginny said. She could see Harry and Ron giving each other weird looks, and Hermione didn't quite seem to recall the occasion. Well of course not stupid, she doesn't remember every girl she sees in the lavatory.

"What I mean is, I was in one of the stalls one afternoon crying. My first boyfriend had broken up with me, and I guess I was just feeling miserable that day. You found me there during lunch, and you helped me clean up, and made me feel a lot better." Ginny said.

Hermione's eyes widened in realization. "Oh, yes I remember! I hope you felt better after that, I tried looking for you that evening, but I didn't make it to dinner, I had to study in the library."

"Yes, I was fine after we talked. I suppose I was just having a crappy day, but it really helped to talk with you about it. I wanted to thank you for it, but I don't remember seeing you much afterwards."

"It was no problem, I was just glad to help that day," Hermione said kindly.

"Wait a minute," Ron interrupted, "Do you mean to tell me Ginny, that you have gone out with...boys?"

"As opposed to girls Ron, yes, I find I prefer boys," Ginny said sarcastically. "In fact I have dated many boys!" Ginny finished, rather insulted and annoyed by her overprotective brother.

"But you said you were only in your first year when you two met!!" Ron continued, ignoring Ginny's sarcastic remark.

"Yes Ron, I had two boyfriends my first year, so what?" Ginny asked, slowly getting angrier.

"Two!? Ginny, you were just a baby then! How many did you have after that?" Ron demanded.

"Ronald, if you think that I am going to tell you the details of my love life then you are sadly mistaken," Ginny said, her voice gaining in volume.

Everyone in the kitchen could see a light go off in Ron's head as Ginny said love life.

"Ginny, have you ever...snogged any of your boyfriends?!" Ron asked hesitantly, knowing that Ginny would be mad. He couldn't help it though, he was protective of her and didn't want to think of anyone kissing his baby sister.

"For Merlin's sake Ron! I'm not a nun! Not that it is any of your business, but yes, I have snogged almost every one of my boyfriends!! Maybe you should try it sometime instead of being a prat and invading everyone elses personal life!" Ginny shouted.

Mrs. Weasley had just walked back into the kitchen after changing upstairs, and she quickly stepped between the two siblings, knowing full well where this argument could lead. She was certainly not in the mood to deal with repairing the kitchen after a duel between her two youngest children.

"Ronald and Ginerva, you know this is no way to behave in front of Harry! Now, set the table and get ready for Hermione to arrive." She commanded, not noticing that Hermione was already in the room.

"Um, mum," Ginny said, pointing to the corner of the kitchen occupied by Hermione and Harry, who had backed off during the fight. Mrs. Weasley turned to face them, taking Ginny's clue, and upon noticing Hermione, bounded over to her and enclosed her in a bear hug.

"Oh, Hermione dear, it's so wonderful to see you again! I haven't seen you since I visited Ron and Harry's apartment! How have you been dear?" she asked while still squeezing Hermione in a death hug.

"She's been a lot better than she will be in a few minutes mum if you don't let her breath soon," Ginny said sarcastically, somewhat annoyed that her mother knew Hermione and Harry so well but she had been left in the dark all these years. Mrs. Weasley glared at Ginny before releasing Hermione, apologizing quietly before smiling.

"Well dears, Mr. Weasley and I are going out to eat tonight, there's lasagna in the oven that can come out in 5 minutes, and anything else you need should be here. We won't be back until late, but you can all handle yourselves. Have fun!" she called over her shoulder as she and Mr. Weasley apparated out of the Burrow.

The four remaining in the kitchen set to work on getting dinner out. They were all chatting casually about the trio's work at the Ministry, and Hermione was just beginning to ask Ginny what she did for a living.

Harry remembered how he met Ginny when Hermione asked her what she did, and he realized that Hermione had seen Ginny before, besides the bathroom incident at Hogwarts. He cleared his throat and said, "Actually Hermione, I should have mentioned it earlier, but, remember a few night's ago when I took you to the ballet for your birthday?"

Hermione nodded, and Harry saw that Ginny's eyes lit up, remembering what Harry had told her when they met. Harry continued, "Well, uh, Ginny is in that ballet company. The night we went was her first performance."

Hermione turned to face Ginny in excitement. "I knew I recognized you from somewhere else! I remember seeing a girl with red hair in the ballet! You were absolutely amazing! You were so beautiful and graceful!" she blabbered on. She had always been a big fan of ballet and enjoyed watching it, although she herself could never be able to do it.

Ginny blushed a little at Hermione's comment. Actually, it was a pretty deep red that she blushed, but for a Weasley, it was considered a small blush. "Thank you. I met Harry that night accidentally and he mentioned bringing you. To tell you the truth, I thought he was lying!" she giggled at her last sentence remembering how she had teased Harry.

"What?! You thought I made it up?! Ginny!" Harry looked at her accusingly, but with a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Ginny simply turned her eyes downward and pretended to be full of shame. "Gosh Harry, I'm so dreadfully sorry! I should have believed you! I promise I will never again doubt you!" she continued, rolling her eyes and making gagging noises.

Soon, everyone in the kitchen was clutching their sides laughing. They sat at the table for hours telling stories and jokes as though all four of them had been friends forever, including Ginny. In fact, Harry was applauding himself for establishing a friendship with Ginny, even if that's all that there could be between the two of them. He would willingly tell anyone who asked, that they were good friends.

Only Hermione noticed the look of longing in Harry's eyes every time he looked at Ginny.