Author's Note: Thank you so much to everyone who reviewed on the last chapter! I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in such a long time! I went to France for two weeks, and then school started. There will be much more frequent updates! I promise at the end of the story, to mention everyone who has brightened my day with their review! For now, enjoy the story!


Ginny woke up groggily, feeling warmer but lighter than she could remember ever feeling before.

She attempted to stretch before she realized that she couldn't...an arm had her trapped. She glanced around and noticed that she was in her living room rather than her bedroom, and she was lying on the couch, with Harry right beside her.

Sheepishly, she looked up into Harry's face and smiled when she saw him smiling back.

"How long did I fall asleep for?" she asked, breathless when she saw him absently playing with a strand of her hair.

"Only about an hour." Harry replied. "You looked like you really needed the sleep," he added when he saw Ginny get upset.

"Well gee thanks," Ginny muttered. "You sure know how to make a girl feel good."

Harry just gave her a lopsided smile in response.

Ginny snuggled even deeper into Harry, if that was possible. She leaned back and smiled when she felt him rub her back lightly.

If he keeps this up, I'll never want to move, well, that's actually a good idea, let's not move, hmm...okay!

Just as Ginny's eyes were closing again, she heard the tell tale pop that signaled someone had apparated right outside her door.

Opening one eye suspiciously, she looked up at Harry wondering if he too had heard the noise. Within seconds, the apparation noise no longer mattered as Ginny and Harry were both scared half to death by a frantic pounding being issued upon the door.

Ginny leapt out of Harry's lap with a squeak and fell onto the floor. She glanced up with a look in her eyes that dared him to laugh at her, but it wasn't necessary. Harry was already jogging to the door in an attempt to stop whoever was on the other side from breaking it down.

Ginny watched as Harry looked through the peep hole, (something she never really bothered with) and stepped back with a look of despair written across his face.

"Oh, bugger." he said, more to himself than to Ginny.

Just as Ginny was about to ask who was there, Harry pulled the door open dismally. When Ginny saw the flaming red hair on top of a very tall body, she had to agree with Harry's previous statement. "Oh, bugger."

Standing in the doorway, with a look of pure madness etched upon his face, stood Ron.

Ginny inched over to Harry, determined to be near him in case a quick escape was needed.

Before she got to ask Ron what was going on, he answered for her.

"I want an honest answer from the two of you. Are you, or are you not together?" he said, with steam practically spilling from his ears. Ginny could hear him say the word together, with hesitation, almost as though he were afraid of it.

Ginny was about to reply that it was none of Ron's business when Harry beat her to the chase and replied, "Yes Ron, Ginny and I are together."

All Ginny could do was stare up at Harry with her mouth hanging open. It wasn't that she was mad at Harry for telling Ron, but she hadn't expected him to say it so calmly and sincerely. Truth be told, she was kind of liking it.

Ron seemed a little shocked at Harry's response also. Apparently he was expecting one of them to deny it. The revelation seemed to have blown the steam right out of him.

"Oh, well... I um..." Ron cleared his throat nervously. "I...I don't remember giving my permission," Ron said, standing up as he said this as though he suddenly felt more confident.

Ginny's eyes flashed. She stalked over to stand right in front of him. She wanted to get as into his face as she could.

"When the hell have I ever asked, needed, or wanted your permission for anything!? Where do you get off thinking that I need your permission to be with someone?" Ginny shrieked.

Ron's eyes widened with fear. He realized now that he probably shouldn't have angered Ginny in this way. He might not make it out of there...

"Okay, okay, I take it back. You don't need my permission." Ron gave in before things got worse. Years of experience with Ginny told him things would always get worse unless he apologized. He couldn't help but mumble though, "it would have been nice to at least have a head's up."

Ginny tried to calm herself with very deep breaths. She knew Ron was just looking out for her, in fact it was sweet. It was also very annoying though and he didn't have a right to demand to know who she was dating. Damn, you've worked yourself up again.

She attempted the breathing again before she replied, "Ron, things were kind of a mess up until this afternoon. We would have told you when we were ready."

Ron's eyes softened a bit as he realized what Ginny was saying was true. With a deep sigh he admitted, "Maybe I got a little worked up, I just hate seeing you sneaking around with someone. I thought that's what the two of you were doing."

Ginny turned her face into Harry's shoulder to stop herself from screaming at Ron. She really didn't want this to end badly. Harry however, seemed unable to control himself.

"Don't you trust us at all Ron? Do you really think I would be sneaking around with Ginny in a bad way? Your supposed to be my mate!" Harry said loudly.

"Just because I am being protective of Ginny doesn't mean I don't trust you mate, but I didn't know what to think. Hermione starts yelling at you in the apartment saying that Ginny loves you, and next thing I know, your apparating over here! It's not my fault I was the last to know!" Ron said in response.

"Technically, you weren't the last one to know, I was," Ginny said lifting her head from Harry's shoulder. "Hermione sort of interferred, so that's how she knew everything."

Ron seemed to understand how this could happen.

"Yeah, she...she told me what happened. I guess now that I know you guys aren't trying to hide anything I can say congratulations. If it has to be someone, I'm glad it's you Harry...but if you ever hurt Ginny, I will..."

"Don't finish that sentence Ron," Ginny said hurriedly. She didn't want any pressure on Harry to be with her, and what Ron was going to say definitely classified as pressure.

Ron seemed to struggle with his need to warn Harry, and his desire to escape the wrath of Ginny. In the end, Ginny's glare won, and Ron backed out of the apartment with hasty goodbyes.

Once he was gone, and Ginny had closed the apartment door, Harry encircled her in his arms.

"You know, I can handle whatever Ron wants to threaten me with right?" he asked as he placed his chin on the top of Ginny's head. It fit perfectly.

"I know..." Ginny said off-handedly, too distracted by Harry's scent to pay much attention.

"No seriously Gin, he can threaten me all he wants, because I'm not planning on ever letting you get hurt, especially by me." Harry said as he leaned back from Ginny to look into her eyes.

Ginny could feel tears welling up in her eyes, but she blinked them back before they could escape. She doubted anyone ever felt as loved and completely happy as she did at this moment.

Harry and Ginny made their way back to the couch where they spent the rest of the night.


Author's Note: I'm sorry that the chapter is a little short, especially after my prolonged absence, but the next part doesn't fit in with this. I promise the next chapter will be longer, and it will come out much sooner!