A/N So now that we are up to speed we can get on with the action and put our favorite couple in the same room again and see what happens...I think you guys will be happy with the results...there is also a nice Ron and Hermione moment for those shippers out there...I'm really happy with this chapter so I hope you all enjoy!

Ginny was sitting by herself in the little café near the dance studio that they had been having their private dance lessons at, waiting for the other three to arrive to have lunch with them like they always did before they started. Lessons had been going on for over a month now without major incident, on several levels.

Both couples were progressing nicely in terms of their dancing skills although Ginny and Harry took to it much more naturally than Ron and Hermione did. The general consensus was, that this was because they had been sparing partners for so long when Harry had been training for the final battle, that they knew the way each other moved. As a result, their instructor, Ms. Blu, had moved them past the Waltz and the Foxtrot that Hermione and Ron were still working on, to the Tango. She even told them, that she thought that at the rate they were going, they would be able to learn the Rumba and some Swing dancing before their lessons were over and Ginny was excited about it.

The other area in which there had been no major incident was the relationship between her and Harry. They had kept their relationship at a professional level, making sure to stick to topics that they knew wouldn't cause any kind of friction or animosity. Each others relationships being one of the subjects that was definitely off limits. When they did speak, it was usually about the dancing itself or the upcoming wedding or whatever other subject that usually Ron or Hermione brought up, since there wasn't a single moment that she and Harry had been alone without at least one them in the room.

While Ginny was sitting, contemplating wether or not this was intentional or just a coincidence, and wondering what would happen when they did end up by themselves, since it was inevitable that it would happen one of these days, she found out that one of these days turned out to be today when she looked up to see Harry walk through the door of the café by himself with no trace of her brother and his fiancee behind him.

As she watched Harry walk towards her table she couldn't help but be struck by his physical presence. He had an air of total confidence but not cockiness, one that came only when you knew that you have nothing to prove to anyone. Even if you didn't know who he was, without him even opening his mouth and saying a word, everyone automatically knew that he was someone to be respected.

"Hey Ginny," Harry said when he reached her.

"Hey," she replied.

"So Hermione sent me an owl telling me to tell you that she and Ron weren't going to be able to make it to lunch today but they would meet us at the studio later."

"Oh, okay."

He pulled out the chair across from her and sat, neither of them speaking for a moment as they flipped through the menus, even though they both knew everything that was on it.

"So," Harry drawled, thinking of something to say, "How has life been treating you?"

"It's been fair enough," she responded, "I can't really complain."

"You're engaged," he stated, looking at her left hand.

"I am," Ginny said simply, not sure what to think of him suddenly breaking their unspoken rule of sticking to safe topics.

"Your new name is going to be Ginny Giona."

Ginny wrinkled her nose at the sound it, finding it appalling. "I'm keeping my maiden name."

Harry nodded showing his approval. "It's big," he said after another moment, not looking up from the menu.

"It is," she responded knowing that he was talking about her ring without any other kind of indication.

"Just don't jump into a pool with that thing on," he told her with a completely serious look on his face peering over the top of the menu.

"Why?"

"Cause you might sink to the bottom and drown," he explained, as if this was an obvious conclusion.

Ginny just looked at him for a moment not sure on how to react, then her heart won over her mind and she started cracking up, relived that someone else felt the same way she did about it and she didn't have to hear anyone else moon over it. "I know! It's so big its almost vulgar isn't it?"

"Yeah," he said also laughing and also relieved that she took his joke the way it was intended. "And it's yellow, you hate yellow."

"You think I don't know that? And its Emerald cut, I hate Emerald cut!"

"You prefer round cuts, don't you?" he asked, shutting the menu and placing it at the end of the table.

"Yeah," Ginny responded, honestly surprised as she placed her menu on top of Harry's.. "How did you know that?"

Harry seemed to truly think about the question before answering with a laugh, "You know...I have no idea."

Ginny looked at the ring on her finger with an expression like she wasn't seeing it at all. "Is it bad that I am wearing a rock that could probably purchase a small island, that a million girls would die for, that was picked out with such love and care, but I honestly can't stand the thing, hate wearing it and cringe every time someone admires it?"

Harry didn't say anything for a moment as he didn't really feel like this was a question for him to answer. So instead he sat quietly searching her intense but unseeing gaze. "This goes beyond the ring doesn't it Ginny?"

The redhead looked up and suddenly felt as if the last three years hadn't happened and they were still best friends who could tell each other anything.

"You're having doubts aren't you?"

"I am," she said softly twirling the ice around in her water with her straw.

"Do you want to talk about them?"

"Maybe if I actually knew what they were and why I'm having them," she replied dejectedly.

"I understand," he told her knowingly as he reached across the table and covered her left hand with his.

She looked up and gave him a genuine smile, "I thought you might."

"Well I'm here when you do figure it out , if you want to talk."

"I know."

It was then that the waitress came over to take their orders ending the moment they were having. Once she was gone the pair fell back into silence although this one was more thoughtful than awkward.

"So," Ginny said this time breaking the silence, "You have a new girlfriend."

"I do."

"Does this one know your name?"

"Yes," Harry said with a laugh, "this one does know my name."

"How is it going?"

"It's going well, she is super sweet and new to that whole scene so she hasn't really been changed or jaded by it."

"So do you think you might keep her around, could she be the one?"

"No, I was actually thinking of breaking it off pretty soon."

"Already?"

"Yup."

"But you just said-"

"I know what I said and that's why I think it's time to move on. She isn't the one and I think she is starting to like me too much so I wanna break it off before she gets too attached and makes it harder to let go."

"Harry Potter, you are such a serial dater," she teased.

"No I'm not."

"Harry, dating eight people seriously and casually dating countless others in three years is kind of a lot."

"Well I haven't really been serious with any of them."

"That's because you're scared of commitment."

"I am not!"

"Are we having different conversations," she laughed, "Because with what you just said and with your track record, if you're not scared of commitment, then who is?"

"It's not that I'm scared of commitment," he defended himself, "I just haven't found someone worth committing with."

"Right, I remember you told me that you were just looking for some fun and making up for some lost time, I believe were the phrases that you used. So was your mission successful? Did you find what you were looking for?"

Harry considered her question carefully before answering. "At first..."

"What do you mean?"

"Well...It was fun at first, I mean what 18 year old guy would not like living that life style for a while, even if I did know that it wasn't genuine? But the whole scene's charms began to fade pretty quickly, but I kept playing the game I was playing hoping I would still find whatever it was I was looking for. I don't even know what that was anymore, but I know I'm not going to find it living the way I have been living."

"So why are you still doing it even though you realize that?" Ginny asked, honestly curious.

"A couple reasons I think, but I think mainly because I was scared."

"Scared of what?"

"Well for one, I'm used to the way I am living, I feel safe. Even if I'm not a hundred percent happy with what I am doing and the life I am living, there is a comfort in stability and repetition. I know what game I'm playing and I know how to play it."

Ginny found truth in this statement and even realized that this might be playing a factor in her own life and that could be the cause of some of the doubts that she couldn't quite name but stayed silent and listened as Harry continued to speak.

"I've been doing this for so long that I'm not quite sure how to go back to the person I used to be. Because although I like some parts of the person I have become, I think I was a better person at seventeen than I am at twenty one."

"Well Harry," Ginny began as she digested his thoughts, "I think, realizing that is the first big step in being able to be a better person. And I don't think that you should necessarily strive to be the person you were four years ago, but more to figure out which qualities that you miss having and trying to apply them to the person you are today. Because you are right, you have changed a lot since you left Hogwarts, but as you said, not all for the bad. However, Harry James Potter, I can not accept this as the only thing stopping you because you mister, are no coward. I have never known you to not do something that you set you mind to and fear of change should not have stopped you."

Harry gave her a half smile, "Yeah, you're right. There is something else that I was scared of. Something much more frightening."

"What's that?"

"You."

"Me?"

"Yes you," he said teasingly before switching tones and becoming completely serious. "You said the first big step in changing for the better was recognizing that I need to change. The second big step for me, is you. I know that before I can do anything else, I had to make peace with you. I was scared, because after the prat I made of myself, I wasn't sure if you would accept me back."

Ginny didn't know what to say so she opted for silence. When Harry sensed that she wasn't going to speak he continued.

"Ginny, I am a better person for knowing you and frankly, I need you in my life."

Ginny didn't know wether to laugh or cry so she opted to laugh. "I completely understand, I don't know what I would do without me in my life either," she teased.

Harry laughed as well letting out a breath he wasn't aware he was holding, "I've missed you Ginny."

"I've missed you too Harry," Ginny told him sincerely, this time she was the one to reach across the table to take his hand in hers.

"So we're friends again?" Harry asked.

"We have always been friends Harry," she reassured him, squeezing his hand. "We have been through too much together to not be forever linked, no matter what happens. After all why would I still be wearing this if I didn't still consider us friends?" she asked him as she pulled her necklace out from under her shirt.

"You still wear yours?" Harry asked genuinely surprised.

"Yeah. Don't you wear yours?" she responded, about to hurt if he told her no.

"Of course I do, I could never stop wearing it. It means too much to me" he said as he pulled his out as well. "I'm just pleasantly surprised that you feel the same way."

Ginny couldn't do anything but smile.

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"They're late," Hermione said looking at her watch for the sixteenth time in the last four minutes as she paced back in front of the front door of the dance studio.

"I'm sure they are on their way right now," Ron reassured his fiancee.

"This was a bad idea, a very bad idea," she said more to herself than Ron. "Why did I let you talk me into letting them have lunch by themselves? I swear I will hurt you if one of them kills the other. We have already had fittings and it is way to close to the wedding to replace the best man or maid of honor."

Ron walked behind her and started to rub her shoulders to release some of the tension.

"I promise that neither of them will need to be replaced. He is a big boy and she is a big girl now and it is way past time for them to work through their issues. And how were they supposed to do that if we never left them alone for more than thirty seconds?" Ron said in rare moment of wisdom.

Hermione relaxed a bit as Ron worked on the knots in her neck, "You're right," she said with a contented sigh.

"It had to happen sometime," he said, his breath hot against the skin behind her ear as he nuzzled softly into her hair.

He was so distracted by his current pursuits that he didn't hear Ginny and Harry's approaching laughs, and was therefore surprised when Hermione jerked her head back right into the space, which unfortunately for him, that was currently occupied by his face. Ron rubbed his nose gingerly as Hermione jumped to greet her best friends.

"Hey guys. Sorry we missed lunch, something came up last minute that we couldn't get out of," she lied, knowing that neither of them believed her.

"It was no trouble at all Mione," Harry said as he moved forward to give the brunette a kiss on the cheek. "We were just fine on our own. We had a very nice lunch, wouldn't you agree peanut?"

Ginny rolled her eyes at the use of this nickname, but inwardly thought about how nice it was to hear it again. "Yes Harry, we had a very nice lunch, I would even go so far as to call it enlightening."

"I concur." Then with a sweeping gesture, he bowed low and offered an arm, "My lady, I do believe we have a date to dance."

"Yes kind sir," she replied casting her eyes down in false demureness, going along with his playful mood and taking the offered arm, "I believe that we do."

When Harry and Ginny moved into the other room, Ron and Hermione lingered behind for a moment sharing matching expressions of happiness, excitement, surprise and disbelief.

"I know I said that I thought you were right about getting them together," Hermione said, "but I didn't think you were going to be this right."

"I didn't either," Ron said honestly.

"How could they have worked through their issues so quickly?" Hermione mused out loud. "I mean looking at them, you would still think they have been best friends forever, it's like the last three years never happened."

"Well," Ron said slowly as if he was choosing his words very carefully, "I think that some people have another person in the world that is their match, and if you are lucky enough to find that person, life seems incomplete without that person. Harry and Ginny are just meant to be together, even if it is just as friends. It was so wrong for them to be apart, that it was easy for them to forgive each other and move past their issues because it only feels natural for them to do so."

Ron was still so deep in thought that he had no idea that Hermione was looking at him as if he had grown another head.

"Who are you and what have you done with my fiancé?" Hermione asked.

"Huh?" Ron responded, looking like himself again.

"That was the most intelligent, deepest, sweetest, most brilliant thing that I have ever heard you say," she said as she launched herself into his arms and wrapped him into a bear hug.

"I must be hanging out with you too much," he joked as he squeezed her back.

Hermione just smiled and looked up at him so that her chin was resting on his chest. "Am I your perfect match?"

Ron smiled down at her and kissed her forehead. "Why else would I be marrying you?"

"Right answer, now come on and lets go inside, we're already late," she said disentangling herself and taking him by the hand to lead him inside.

When they reached the room that they always had their lessons in they stopped at the threshold to observe Harry and Ginny who were already in the midst of the tango. As they stood there Ms. Blu, the elderly and eccentric lady who gave them their lessons walked over to join them.

"You know," she whispered conspiratorially., "I have never seen a couple pick up dancing as quickly and with as much ease as those two have. They just seem so natural in each others arms. They say that the Tango is the dance of passion, and if I didn't know better, and knew for a fact that they are both seeing other people, I would think that I was teaching them to dance for their wedding not yours. I've always thought they might be the best students I have ever had but watching them today, I know they are."

Ron and Hermione both already knew that Harry and Ginny had an innate talent for dancing but watching them dance today they understood what she meant, something was different today, they were different today. Ms. Blu left the room for a moment and went next door to where a class was being held and brought everyone in to observe. They all stood just inside the door and watched the couple who continued to dance oblivious of their audience.

"Look at the way he holds her," Ms. Blu instructed the men. "He has a light touch but a strong one, it's gentle but possessive. And he is looking directly in her eyes, not down at his feet, it looks like all he can see is her. And look at her ladies, she is looking directly into his eyes as well. She has complete trust in him as she allows him to lead her around the floor," she looked at Hermione as she said this as she had a tendency to try to lead. "There is no power struggle between them, they are completely harmonious, each of them giving as much as they are taking, completely in tune with the others thoughts, knowing what the other is going to do next, communicating through their eyes and touch."

Ms. Blu was quiet then as was everyone else as they were captivated by the dancing couple. You could sense the tension in the room, since even though no one would admit it, all the women longed to be Ginny and the men were jealous of Harry.

Finally the music ended and Harry and Ginny struck their final pose and stayed still, chests heaving and faces flushed as they gazed into each others eyes. It wasn't until their audience started clapping emphatically that they jumped apart as if each others touch suddenly burned.

"Excellent, excellent!" Ms. Blu exclaimed as the class returned to the adjacent room, "I think that you have mastered the Tango and I think that Ron and Hermione have their Foxtrot down, so what do you all say to us moving on to some Swing?"

Hermione agreed, Ron looked worried and Harry and Ginny just looked at each other shyly.

A/N So...Do you all love me again? Our favorite couple is finally a couple again (or at least speaking to each other) and the count down to the inevitable moment that you are all waiting for has finally begun...The next chapter is going to be Ron and Hermione's wedding and let me just say that everyone is going to see them dance, and its not going to make everyone happy...that's all I am going to say and you are just going to have to wait and read the next chapter to see what happens...So if you want me to update show me some review love!