Disclaimer time! I do not own Harry Potter or any of JKR's characters or work.

Song is Ed Sheeran: Firefly, do not own that either :)

Warning: fluff and very mild mature content in this chapter (being safe)

Dear diary,

The day of the ball (part two)

We had finally made it to the ballroom, and everybody seemed to be enjoying themselves. Hermione and I made our way up to the bar and we glanced around. She pointed at Harry, who was looking sad, standing alone at the side of the dance floor.

I inhaled, and walked over to him.

Oh Merlin I hope I don't screw up.

Calm your tits Ginny, it'll be fine.

"Hi, Harry." I murmured, and he looked up.

"Ginny!" He caught me by surprise and took me in his arms. "Where have you been? I've been looking for you everywhere! I thought you were upset when you left after my speech!" He looked genuinely pleased to see me.

"I had something to do." I gave him a smile that I hope he could read as 'please don't look any further into it.'

"If you insist." He smiled, and he held me again. "Will you dance with me, Ginny?"

"If you insist." We grinned and he danced me around the floor, taking me on spins and jumps. With anyone else, I'd want to be put down, but I trusted him. I could be his.

The music was muggle (played more often since the war) but it was beautiful all the same.

I fell in love next to you
Burning fires in this room
It just fits
Light and smooth

"You look beautiful tonight Ginny, did you know? I told you that you would." He murmured gently, and I smiled. Another spin.

Like my feet in my shoes
Little one, lie with me
Sew you heart to my sleeve
We'll stay quiet
Underneath shooting stars
If it helps you sleep
And hold me tight
Don't let me breathe

I held my breath as he lifted me.

Feeling like
You won't believe

There's a firefly

He stroked my hair, and my hands ran through his.

Loose tonight
Better catch it
Before it burns this place down
And I lie
If I don't feel so right
But the world looks better
Through your eyes

Teach my skin
Those new tricks, warm me up
With your lips

He began to kiss my neck, sending an involuntary but pleasant shiver up my spine.

Heart to heart
Melt me down
It's too cold

His arms kept me warm and held me in a tight embrace.

In this town
Close your eyes

I closed my eyes willingly, losing myself.

Lean on me
Face to mouth
Lips to cheek

His lips found my jawline and the crease below my bottom lip. He nibbled it slightly.

Feeling numb
In my feet
You're the one
To help me
Get to sleep

As the song continued, our lips met, his mouth caressing mine. His lips were soft, his tongue gentle against mine. His hand traced the small of my back, and I moaned slightly. He was tender, loving. Not fiery, like I originally thought, but careful, delicate, gentle. Gentle. He may have been the strongest man in the room, maybe even the most powerful, but he was gentle and protective, and this was the Harry I was in love with.

This was the Harry who didn't have the weight of his past on his shoulders.

"I love you Ginny. You are, and will always be my something to fight for." He kissed me again.

"Would it be childish," I started, "if I said that I loved you more?"

"No. It would just be incorrect," he smiled, that genuine smile.

"Are you saying I'm wrong, Harry Potter?" I teased.

"Yes." I kissed him even more, and I felt his passion burning against my lips, in his hands, through his heartbeat, which was pressed against my chest.

This was finally what I wanted. I know I'd been a bit of a thirteen year old girl in the past few days, but he had matured me into the strong woman that I could be.

Who still falls over every now and then.

But hey ho, I'm a naturally clumsy person.

There was one more thing that I wanted to know, first.

"Harry?" I said.

"Yes, my Gingy?" He laughed a little.

"We were together in the war. Why didn't we talk afterwards? Why didn't we kiss again? Why did you just treat me like the Ginny who you didn't love?"

"Because I was a stupid coward who didn't know what to say. You know me Ginny. I may have taken down the darkest wizard of all time but I'm absolute codswollop with girls. Especially special ones, like you." His voice and words soothed me, and all doubts in my mind vanished.

"I know."

We danced till the night ended, and then he took me back to Grimmauld place himself.

We didn't stop kissing till we reached the door, where he fumbled with the key. He led me up to his room, which was surprisingly tidy for someone who had so much bad influence from my brothers!

He sat us on the bed, and our kisses progressed from sweet to burning. He had a desire, I could tell, and so did i.

I began undoing his tie, when he stopped me.

"No Ginny. I don't want you to do anything you don't want to." He said, gently pushing my hands away.

I sighed, "you are funny. What makes you think I don't want to do this?"

"I don't know Gin. I thought you'd want us to be… I don't know… and Ron would-"

"I don't give a shit about Ron tonight! This is us! Not what my brothers want, what we want!" He looked taken aback, and I softened my voice, "this is us, Harry."

He nodded, "this is us."

We almost immediately started kissing again, and my hands pulled off his tie, and this time he did not object. My fingers undid the buttons on his shirt, one, two, three, four, five, six, and seven. His chest now exposed, and stared at it greedily. I pushed him down onto his back, and I kissed his chest, his strong chest.

By now, all that was left was our underwear and he kissed my ticklish feet and up to my forehead.

Too bad I was wearing the bra that had the cats on it. He chuckled when he saw it, but not menacingly.

That was the best bloody sex I've ever had anyway.

The best bloody kisses.

The best bloody laughter.

The best bloody romance.

I was finally where I wanted to be. With no gnomes or hippogriff shit to ruin it for me.

This was my bloody life.

And I loved it.

Sincerely,

Ginny Potter

I was just trying it out.

It works I think

A/N here we are then! The final official chapter! I know this was a short fanfic, but I wanted it to be light read : )

Do not fear my dears, I will do an epilogue, and…

If I get enough response

I shall do a sequel!

With love,

UnleashThePotter