A/N: Hello everyone! I'm sorry for the late update. I have to warn you that I'm currently experiencing a writer's block, so it will take me long for the next update, I'm really sorry guys...

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter. However, I wish I'll find someone so deep and romantic one day... (sigh)

Chp. 3 The world is closing around me …

I sighed in frustration as I angrily pushed the button in the ministry elevator that would take me to the Auror headquarters. It had been a really bad week. The mission was barely successful and the criminal we were tracking, almost managed to escape. David Anderson, an Auror in training, who had been selected as my partner for that easy mission was injured on his left leg and now was lying at a bed in St. Mungos, and it was all my fault… The doors of the elevator opened and I stormed out leaving behind me co-workers astonished by the pissed-off expression on my face. I was disgusted with myself. Everything had happened because I was distracted, the worst thing that could happen to an Auror, whose absolute concentration is essential to every step he takes. And what did happen to me? My thoughts had been drifting every now and then to Ginny Weasley, making me lose concentration and make mistakes that even a trainee was not stupid enough to make. My brain was constantly assaulted with endless scenarios of what would have happened had I not pulled away from her kiss, had things been different…

I barged my way through the door of the headquarters making Ron -the only Auror working on a Saturday evening- jump from his seat.

"Bloody hell Harry, was that necessary?"

I just growled.

"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked and I didn't bother to answer. "Are you all right?"

"No", I said in a tone that clearly hinted I didn't want further questions. Not that it stopped Ron, though.

"Harry! Wait just a minute!" he shouted, making me stop on my tracks. "What the hell happened? You look totally hacked-off!"

"Do I?" I asked dryly. "Well for your own information, the mission went all wrong and I have tons of paperwork to fill out, explaining how Anderson ended up at St. Mungos, fighting to keep his leg! Satisfied now?" I finished angrily.

Ron cringed. "Well, that was… bad," he said. "I will leave you to it then."

I nodded.

"Will you come to the Burrow tomorrow for lunch?"

"Yes… no, I don't know, it depends"

He nodded in understanding.

"Ok, see you around then," he said, collecting his things and leaving.

Finally, I was alone in the office. I sat on my desk and rubbed my temples trying to get rid of the awful headache that was making its presence known. I closed my eyes, stretched my sore limbs and set to work.

When I looked at the clock, after finishing all the reports, I was shocked. It was past nine, meaning that I had been working for more than four hours straight. I closed the folder and put it on my secretary's desk. Poor Rose… I hoped that Robards wouldn't blow a gasket on her after reading the file. I rubbed my neck distractedly. I was tired. It was time to go home.

I closed the door behind me and hung my cloak in the entrance hall. I went into the kitchen, where I found Kreacher scrubbing furiously on the kitchen counters. "Good evening Kreacher."

"Good evening Master Harry. Would you like some dinner?"

"That would be lovely Kreacher, but first I'm going to take a shower," I said and turned to go upstairs.

After having enjoyed a wonderful meal from Kreatcher's hands, I watched some television, trying to relax my overworked mind. When the clock chimed midnight, I decided that it was time to go to bed. I had just turned off the TV, when the doorbell rang. Who could be at this time? I opened the door and was greeted by a cloaked figure standing in the rain that had started a couple of hours ago. The figure lifted its head and I looked at the face of Ginny Weasley.

"Ginny, what are you doing here?" I asked, shocked.

"Can I come in?" she asked.

"Of course," I said, and let her pass inside. I took her wet cloak from her and we went in the living room.

"Have a seat," I motioned to the sofa and she sat somewhat stiffly. "Do you want me to bring you anything?"

"No, I'm good thanks," she answered, looking at her feet. I sat at the armchair across from her.

"Well?" I prompted.

She took a minute to gather her thoughts. In the end, she took a deep breath and stood. Very slowly she came in front me and kneeled by my feet. She looked into my eyes and I tried to remember how to breathe.

"Do you regret what happened on Sunday night?" she whispered.

"No," I answered honestly. "Do you?"

"No," she answered back with a small smile and my heart fluttered.

"But that doesn't mean that it was right."

"No, it doesn't," she agreed and looked down again. "Harry, I don't know what to do," she said softly.

I reached my hand to her chin, turning her head so she was looking at me. The same tingling sensation passed through me as I touched her. "Just follow your heart," I said. "Never give up on your dreams for anyone. Don't trap yourself in a situation that makes you unhappy. You can find your way out, before it's too late."

Her eyes gleamed with unshed tears and she reached a hand to caress my face. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling her hand was creating.

"I want you," she said simply, and my breath hitched.

"You have me," I replied in a shaky voice. She rose on her feet and straddled my lap. I saw her lips curve into a breathtaking smile, before they touched mine. My hands that were laying limply at the armrests cradled her face. Ever so slowly, one of my hands lowered to her hip and the other went to the back of her head. She moaned and our kiss turned deep and passionate. Her hands moved to take my T-shirt off, when I stopped her. My body was screaming to me to let her continue, but I had to make sure that this was what she really wanted. "Ginny, are sure about this? Do you really want to give me something precious that is expected for you to give to your husband on your wedding night?"

She looked at me and I could see the love and passion in her eyes. "Yes Harry," she answered without hesitation. "I am sure. Make me yours."

I didn't answer. So overwhelmed I was from her words that I couldn't form a coherent thought. Instead I kissed her with everything that I had, trying to convey to her that I felt the same way. Without a second thought, I picked her up and clumsily climbed the stairs to my bedroom.

Some time later, I lay in the bed basking in the afterglow of our union. My beloved Ginny was laying by my side, her head resting on my shoulder, while my hand traced patterns down her arm. I had never imagined that making love with the woman that held my heart would be such a mind blowing experience. Despite the fact that it was the first time for the both of us, it was perfect. I didn't let my mind linger at the thought of what would happen from now on, instead I concentrated on the woman beside me, wrapping her tightly in my arms. She sighed making me look at her, but she avoided my eyes. She took a deep breath and uttered the words that made my heart stop.

"I'm leaving with Eric tomorrow, so we can start the preparations for our wedding."

"Why?" I asked, not bothering to conceal the pain I felt.

"Because it is expected of me to do so."

"Don't go, Ginny, please! Break your engagement and stay with me! I will protect you!" I pleaded her.

"I can't Harry, I'm sorry…" she said, standing and putting on her clothes.

"So, that was it? You had your fun, and now you're going back to him? Did I not mean anything to you?"

She looked at me sharply at first, but then her gaze softened. "You mean everything to me."

"Then why are you-"

"I can't Harry, I'm sorry," she repeated. She looked at me one last time, opened the door and left. I laid completely still, trying to absorb what had just happened. When I heard the front door closing, I turned and buried my head on the pillow that Ginny had laid only moments ago. I didn't realize I was crying until sobs were wracking my body. Inhuman screams left my chest at the pain of having my heart torn. I cried shamelessly until I didn't have any tears left. As the hazy first light of dawn began to filter through my window, I felt exhaustion overtaking me. I closed my eyes and fell into a restless sleep.

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