Little Ginny was sitting there, crying her eyes out, when Young Mr. Potter and come into the room. He closed the door with purpose that immediately disintegrated as soon as he looked upon Little Ginny. His confidence slowly oozed away with each step he took towards her.

"Ginny I …" Young Mr. Potter started without conviction

"Ruined my life, and made me act like a fool in front of my family and friends?" Little Ginny finished for him, deciding that since he had probably heard her little rant, that she really didn't have anything to hide. She could let loose her dramatic side.

"Ginny, I know that what I did was awful, but I never thought I hurt you so much, and I certainly never meant to." Ginny couldn't believe this! How could he say something like that to her? What did it matter that he hadn't meant to hurt Little Ginny. She was hurt, and now everyone knew it. Was she supposed to be comforted by that fact that he hadn't meant it? Well she wasn't, that was for sure.

"Harry, it was very chivalrous for you to come up here to apologize, but there is nothing you can do to calm me down. I don't need to hear about how very sorry you are. I need to hear that you love me, and that you'll never leave. But you don't and you will, so, honestly, there is nothing that you can do for me." Ginny concluded with a tormented expression on her face. Little did she know, and at least one of her assumptions was wrong. So very wrong.

"What … Ginny, what makes you think that I don't love you?" Harry ask, confused. At this point Ginny was certain that Young Mr. Potter had come up to her room, just to torture her. She was unaware that he was certain that he had come up here just to have her torture him. He was astounded as to how she could not know that he loved her, especially now, since it was so painfully obvious to him.

"Is that a serious question? Have you just not been paying attention to anything I've been saying? To anything anyone has been saying? Harry, you're leaving. Your going off to who knows where, doing who knows what, most likely trying to get yourself killed, but worst off you're leaving me here. To worry about you, even though I have no official reason to worry about you, because on top of everything else, you've chucked me. The real question is what would ever make me think that you even remotely liked me." Little Ginny had stopped crying now. She had long ago realized that crying did not at all suit her. Now she was looking at Young Mr. Potter, with resigned calmness in her voice. When Harry got that adorable dopey, confused look on his face, Little Ginny interrupted him before he had a chance to say anything

"Oh please for the love of everything that is holy in the world, do not start with your "it's for your own good" speech again. I know full well that you have to save the world, and that you don't want me getting in the way and if I hear you explain it one more time, there is a very large possibility that I might hurl. Not to mention that I think that your reasons are completely full of-" and suddenly Harry's hand was covering her mouth preventing her from continuing.

"Ginny. You've done your ranting. Now that you've stated all of my flaws, will you please let me try to redeem myself?" Little Ginny rolled her eyes, but nodded her head, taking Young Mr. Potters palm with her, as it was still attached to her mouth.

"Ginny, I realize that I've told you this before, but you obviously didn't understand, so I'm going to have to do it again, maybe a little more in depth this time. I can't tell you what I'm going to be doing because I promised not to. I can't tell you where I'm going because I don't know. I didn't want to end things with you, and I don't think that you would be in the way. I don't want you to come with me is because the worst thing I can possibly imagine is you getting hurt or captured or… worse. Plus I'm pretty sure your mother would never speak to me again, if I took more than one of her children away from her at such a time." Harry removed his hand from her mouth at this point, and instead put it upon her cheek. It was very sweet, though admittedly little cheesy. .

"Ginny, you see, your right. I am trying to protect you, not because I think you'll be in the way, or because I don't like you. I want to protect you because if anything happened … if you got hurt…"

Young Mr. Potter took Little Ginny's hand, and held it in between his own. He knew that it was now or never, and he preferred now. There was much more chance of a happy ever after that way.

"Ginny I want to protect you because I love you. I love you quite a lot, and I can't imagine a world that you aren't in. I didn't do any of those things you mentioned before because I don't like you. Quite the opposite really, and I sincerely hope that you love me too, and I think that it would really help my nerves if you said something back, or maybe if you just stopped looking at me like that."

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There it is. its not very good, i might redo it then repost it, but for now this is it, cause i noticed that i hadn't updated in month and felt really bad. anyway, i hope everyone had a good holiday, and i hope you still like me after such a long break in between chapters. please review, because i really enjoy reading what you have to say.