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They arrive to a silent, and mostly empty Burrow. The only one who was in the house was Molly who looked like if she was just ready to leave, with a coat around herself and a piece of parchment in one hand. She was just about to leave when two figures apparate in front of her house door. Her hand automatically reached for her wand, but she relaxed when she saw the two people who now were entering with linked hands into her home. She smiled at the picture. Harry and Ginny walked into the Burrow with traces of smiles on their faces. Molly smiled at the picture of the young people; she knew there had been something between the two of them last summer. She didn't miss the little glances they been giving each other, when they thought no one was missing, or the way they treated each other differently from before, the way Harry was watching Ginny at the wedding. Molly hadn't missed a thing, she knew ever before they did. They were too much alike; they were good or each other. She knew that somehow, sometime they would end up together.
"Hey mum" Ginny's voice took her out of her thoughts. She looked back at the teenagers she had saw grow so fast. It seemed only yesterday the hero standing in front of her was just a small, skinny boy who didn't knew how to get into Platform 9 ¾ , and the woman at his side was just a little girl obsessed with the famous Harry Potter.
"Hello Ginny. Hi Harry" she tried to hide the surprise and delight but she didn't totally accomplished it. "I am going to Diagon Alley to buy some stuff I am running short of. What are you two planning to do today?" She asked casually.
"We are just going to hang out here, if you don't mind. And Harry is going to eat something too" she said the last bit with a bossy voice Hermione would be proud of, a little bit of bitterness and looking at Harry, who just nodded.
"Well I am glad" Molly smile, they were really good for each other. "I will return soon, do you need anything?" they both shake their heads. They said a quick good bye and Molly disappeared behind the green flames of the chimney.
"So what do you want to eat?" Ginny asked as soon as her mom disappeared. She had a hard look on her face, as if daring him to tell her he wasn't hungry.
"I don't know. A sandwich?" Ginny let out a little laugh.
"Wrong answer, you want some eggs and bacon and you might as well add a muffin" with every word she got closer and closer to Harry. She was now just a few inches from his face.
"That's quite a lot, and it is almost lunch time" Harry pointed out. He leaned forward, he was close enough for her to smell him, he smelled delicious, and she could almost feel his lips in hers, but then he took a step back and looked to the wall behind Ginny, breaking the eye contact they been having for all their conversation. Ginny, disappointed, took a step back too.
"I know, we could eat lunch with the rest of the family if we start making you breakfast now" Ginny said like if nothing had happen, because after all nothing did. She stretched her hand to him. He could take her hand, right? He had done it moments ago in Godric's Hallow. He looked at her hand and took it. She leaded him to the kitchen, then she let go of his hand and order him to sit in the table while she did his breakfast.
"I didn't know you cook" he said, trying to start a conversation. Not many people got to see Ginny cooking. She helped her mom like everyone, but only when they were both alone was when Molly teaches her daughter all her recipes. She only cooked when she needed but she was kind of good.
"Well, I'm not mom but I can manage something eatable" Ginny smiled as she worked with the eggs. She cooked in silence; after she was done she handed a plate full with food to Harry, who started eating right away, and took a sit beside him. Ginny giggled, she was sudden reminded of her older brothers, especially Ron.
"You look like Ron" she told him. Harry laughed, it sounded somehow forced.
"Sorry, I didn't realize how hungry I was" he apologized.
"Don't apologize. It is good that you are eating, even if it like my forever-hungry brother" Ginny watched as Harry brought the fork to his mouth again.
"Speaking of him, where he is?" Harry asked, looking around the room, as if Ron was hidden in it. Ginny had also just realized Ron and Hermione where nowhere to be found.
"I don't know" she admitted, "probably out with Hermione, planning their trip to Australia" Harry finished the rest of his breakfast in silence.
"It was really good Ginny. Thank you" he said, standing up and living his plate on the sink.
"You're welcome" Ginny stood up and walked to him. She took his hand again and lead him out of the kitchen.
"Where are we going?" Harry asked.
"You are going to sleep" she was being really bossy today, it was kind of fun. Harry stopped dead and Ginny turn around. Harry had a looked in his face she didn't recognized. His eyes were wide and he looked almost scared. "What?" she wondered, but she knew exactly what was bothering him. She remembered Ron telling Hermione, he was having nightmares, apparently really bad ones.
"I don't want to sleep" she took a step toward him. She lifted a hand and slowly touched the dark circles that were forming underneath his eyes.
"You need to" she whispered, then she asked, "Why you do not want to sleep?" she wanted to hear it from him.
"I'll sleep tonight. I promise I'll go to Gimmauld Place or something" Harry assured her. She didn't want him to leave, she wanted Harry to sleep, and she knew he was ashamed of his nightmares, but she couldn't face him leaving. She looked into his beautiful green eyes.
"Don't leave" she whispered. He was again lost in her eyes, brown and warm, they felt like home. He nodded.
Thank you for reading! I'm sorry for not updating sooner but I have been busy with school, and projects I am supposed to be doing right now.
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