Author's Note:

So as it turns out, the last chapter didn't do much to make people happier. I understand that the angst is getting to you. Well, there are no tricks in this chapter, things will be better at the end! Hang in there, you will all be happy!

Reminder: Some people are worried that there will not be a lot of Harry/Ginny story after they get together. There will be! Quite a few chapters in fact, so while this chapter may be the beginning of them, it's not the end, so please hang in there!


After Ginny had confessed everything to Hermione, she decided that she needed to make some changes in her life.

She could not mope around the Burrow where she would be reminded of Harry daily. She needed something new in her life to keep her occupied.

It was this new mindset, and something that Harry had said during their argument that really had Ginny thinking. He had told her that "he was a grown man, and couldn't keep living in his best mate's mum's house."

Harry was right in his reasoning, Ginny admitted. He was a grown man and he needed his own place, but Ginny was a grown woman and she was still living with her mum!

Ginny knew in the back of her mind that she was rushing things. She had always planned to move out when she earned enough money from the ballet to move into a nice place. She hadn't quite reached her goal yet, so she wouldn't be able to afford the place she originally wanted, but she no longer cared about any of it.

She understood what Harry had felt. She herself felt suffocated by the small cluttered home she had grown up in. She needed a change, and so after a few days of searching, she bought an apartment and moved out of the Burrow.

...

Ginny had moved in quickly. Three days after her argument with Harry, Ginny was already settled in. She had missed a few days of work to do so, but she knew the dance perfectly so she was fine.

The apartment wasn't as small as she originally thought it would have to be for her to afford it. As it turned out, she could afford quite a nice apartment near her ballet studio for a price she would willingly pay.

The flat had a very nice kitchen, a large family room with a fireplace Ginny had set up for the Floo network, two bedrooms, and one bathroom. Ginny was very satisfied with it.

Ginny had told all of her friends she was moving, but she asked them not to help. She told them all that she didn't have many possessions anyway, and she could handle it.

The truth was, Ginny didn't think she could handle spending time with Harry right now. As painful as it was, she was trying to distance herself from him a little, without him noticing of course.

One person refused to let Ginny move alone though; Hermione. She apparated over the day Ginny moved, and told Ginny that she wasn't going anywhere.

After many grumblings about nosy gits who couldn't mind their own business to save their life, Ginny relented and allowed Hermione to help. She gave her the heaviest box to apparate with though.

After all of Ginny's possessions had been transferred to her new apartment, she and Hermione collapsed on a recently purchased couch in the family room. Despite her grumblings earlier, Ginny was grateful that Hermione had helped today.

"So Ginny, how are things?" Hermione asked cautiously. She realized that Ginny probably wasn't doing great, especially since she had acted so quickly in getting a new apartment. That probably meant Ginny was still worked up about Harry.

Ginny eyed Hermione. She knew where this was going, and she was really working hard to not go there. Instead, she said, "Wonderful. I'm thinking about getting a fish tomorrow."

Hermione rolled her eyes inwardly. Typical Ginny to avoid the question. She knew she was never going to get an answer, so instead she moved on to her next question.

"I never asked you, how did things go with Anthony? Are you still seeing him?"

Ginny grimaced. She really hadn't thought much about Anthony since their date, although she did owl him yesterday. She considered blowing that question off as well, but she knew Hermione was only trying to be a good friend, and she might as well clear everything up.

"The date went wonderfully," Ginny said unenthusiastically. "but as much as I like Anthony as a friend, I could never date him, especially considering the fact that I am in love with Harry. It just wouldn't work."

Hermione had suspected as much. She felt bad that her friend was in so much pain, but she was still hopeful that Harry would pull his head out of his arse soon and make a move.

Ginny eyed Hermione again, noticing the look on her friends face that indicated she was deep in thought.

"Hermione, you haven't told Harry I love him right?" Ginny asked, taking a guess at what Hermione was thinking about.

Hermione could feel herself blushing, but she pushed it down. "Of course not Ginny," she said. At least not yet...

She fully intended to keep it a secret until she was positive Harry loved Ginny back.

Apparently Ginny was too tired from the day to push the matter any more. She sat back on the couch and closed her eyes, humming slightly under her breath.

The two friends spent the rest of the day relaxing in Ginny's new home.

...

A week had passed since Hermione had helped Ginny move in. It was around 5:30, so Hermione knew the boys would be back from work as she apparated to their flat.

Ron had moved back in the day after Harry had, and Hermione was back to making frequent, if not daily visits.

Before she could even knock on the door, Harry pulled it wide open, grinning slightly.

"How did you..." Hermione started to ask.

"Your pretty predictable." Harry said smiling. He then pointed to his watch. "5:30 on the dot."

Hermione glared at him and pushed her way into the apartment, noticing that Ron was on the couch with a Quidditch magazine. She sat next to him and smiled to herself when she saw him blush slightly. She loved the effect she had on him, she just wished he would make the first move.

Harry quickly joined the two on the couch, and started chatting with Hermione.

Throughout the conversation, Hermione noticed that Harry looked distracted. He would break off in the middle of a sentence, and his face would crumble up in deep thought.

"Are you okay Harry?" Hermione asked gently. "You seem to be thinking of something."

Harry looked up when Hermione said that. She could always read him so well, but did she know what he was thinking about now...or rather, who? He decided he might as well ask her what had been on his mind.

"Nothing really. I was just wondering though, have you seen Ginny lately? She seems to be avoiding me." Harry asked Hermione, working hard to keep his voice level, and the worry out of it.

Hermione bit her lip. She knew Ginny was avoiding Harry, in fact, Ginny had told Hermione that she was going to put distance between herself and Harry, unfortunately, now Harry was working out what was going on. She decided to deny it, after all, she wasn't ready to spill Ginny's secret yet.

"I saw her a week ago when she moved, but she has been very busy with the ballet lately." Hermione said. It was partly true at least.

"Oh," Harry said. He suspected as much. "She's probably really preoccupied with her new boyfriend too," He grumbled, not realizing that he had said those thoughts out loud.

It took Hermione a minute to understand that Harry was referring to Anthony. Something about this whole situation was infuriating. Harry was obviously jealous of Anthony, considering the tone his voice had as he said "boyfriend," so why couldn't he just admit it?

Hermione was getting angry. How dare Harry be upset with Ginny for avoiding him, and then blame it on a boyfriend she didn't have! Why did he insist on keeping everything locked inside of him?

"Harry you are a bloody prat, do you know that?!" Hermione exploded. She noticed that Ron had looked up at this outburst with a look of shock, but she pushed it away.

"What are you talking about Hermione?" Harry asked carefully. He had no idea what he had done to set Hermione off like this.

"I'm talking about you! You just accused Ginny of avoiding you to spend time with someone she's not even interested in!" Hermione shouted.

"She isn't dating Anthony?" Harry asked relieved, forgetting that Hermione was yelling at him.

"No of course she isn't dating him. How could she when she's in love with you!? You of course wouldn't know that though because you distanced yourself from her just like she did to you! The two of you make me sick! Why can't you just admit to each other that you love each other? It's not that hard, you both seem to be obsessed with the other anyway!" Hermione ranted. She wasn't even looking at Harry anymore.

Part of her felt guilty for spilling Ginny's secret so soon, but it hardly registered. Harry needed to hear this. They were both being prats and it was her job to fix that.

"Hermione, what makes you think that Ginny loves me?" Harry asked quietly. He had let himself hope for a minute when Hermione was yelling, but there was no way she could be right.

"For God's sake Harry! She has been moping around her flat all week thinking about you! Not to mention, she told me she loves you, but she of course is convinced that you don't love her back, so I wasn't allowed to tell you!" Hermione said with a huff.

Harry's eyes widened. "Why does she think I don't love her? I thought I was being too obvious sometimes!" He had tried to hide it though.

Hermione took a deep breath, apparently to calm herself. "She thinks you don't love her, because she overheard you telling me you don't!! What did you think? Honestly, this whole thing is your fault Harry, why did you have to deny how you felt towards her? If you had admitted your feelings from the start, none of this would have happened!"

It wasn't like Hermione to place blame like this, and Harry realized that he had really messed up. He had been so stupid to lie to Hermione about his feelings. Chances were, she knew he was lying the whole time.

Harry sat immobile on the couch for several seconds. He couldn't believe how out of hand things had gotten!

Then he came to his senses. Ginny loved him, and he loved her! Yet, they were avoiding each other thinking they would be rejected. He needed to fix this, now, and he could think of a perfect way to do it.

He stood up from the couch so quickly that the blood rushed to his head, but he hardly cared. He ran to the middle of the room, spun around, and apparated to Ginny's new apartment.

From the couch, Hermione and Ron watched. Hermione was satisfied that things seemed to be finally getting through Harry's thick skull. Ron on the other hand looked shocked.

"Gi..Ginny is in l..lo..love with Harry?" Ron asked, stuttering in disbelief of the scene he had just witnessed.

"Yes Ronald, and Harry loves her back," she said gleefully. She giggled as she noticed that the look on Ron's face probably wasn't going to go away any time soon.

...

Ginny was sitting on the couch in her apartment with a large tub of chocolate marshmallow frozen yogurt. She had read a Muggle novel once in which the main character, a teenage girl, gets her heart broken. Her solution to the problem had been to eat a lot of ice cream.

Ginny had always thought the idea sounded preposterous. Ice cream wouldn't heal her heart, but after a week of moping, she decided to give it a shot...she would try pretty much anything at this point. However, she had opted for frozen yogurt instead of ice cream...it sounded silly to have to gain weight to feel better.

She had to say, the ice cream was making her happier, or that could be the sugar rush. Either way, she wasn't as depressed as she had been.

Just as she finished her snack, and had put her spoon in the sink, she heard a loud pop come from outside indicating someone had just apparated.

Seconds later she heard the doorbell.

She figured it was Hermione again. She hadn't seen the girl in a week, and by this point Hermione was probably coming to make sure Ginny hadn't choked to death alone or something. That would be depressing, Ginny thought with a shudder as she walked over towards the door.

She glanced into the mirror that hung right next to her door. Merlin! I look awful!

Her hair was thrown up into a messy bun, and pieces were falling out. Her face didn't look too bad, mainly because it was clean and fresh, but her eyes were slightly red. She was dressed in yoga pants and a sports bra, too lazy to put real clothes on.

Good thing it's just Hermione, she thought to herself as she noticed her clothes. At least, it had better be Hermione.

She unlocked the door and pulled it open, not bothering to check through the peep hole.

...

Harry stood at Ginny's door waiting as he rang the doorbell. He was determined to get things settled, whether Ginny wanted to listen or not.

As she pulled the door open, Harry took in the look of surprise on Ginny's face when she saw it was Harry. Apparently she hadn't looked who it was first.

Harry was stopped for a second from doing what he came to do when he saw Ginny. Merlin, does she know she is this beautiful?

It looked like she had just gotten out of bed, but there was something about her that radiated beauty anyway. Her hair was in a messy bun, but there were pieces that hung down, framing her face in soft curls. Her face was clear of any make-up, but she looked perfect anyway, her bright blue eyes shining like always.

Her clothes in particular made Harry halt in his tracks. Is it hot in here, or is that just me? He thought frantically as he began to sweat. Ginny was wearing a sports bra and yoga pants that did justice to her body, although Harry suspected she had put them on for comfort more than anything.

He shook his head to get rid of the images that were taking over. Images of him holding Ginny, his hands on her hips, on her back, on her bum...

Pull it together! Be a man! Well, not that much man, no need to be uncomfortable now.

"Harry, what are you doing here?" Ginny asked quietly, almost shyly.

That was it. Harry was a goner.

He closed the space of three feet between himself and Ginny in one step, and pulled her to him in a fierce passionate kiss.

To Ginny, the kiss was like the end of the world, but it also felt like the beginning of the world. Was it possible to feel the end and beginning of the world in one kiss?

Harry pulled Ginny in tighter until she was completely against his body, deepening the kiss.

Oh yeah, she thought it's definitely possible.


Author's Note: Please review and tell me what you think! I hope that made people feel a litle better. Even more on its way!