A/N Okay so I'm reposting this chapter for a couple reasons...One, I reedited it and fixed a bunch of mistakes and also added some new stuff...Two, I also choppeda bunch off the end that is now the begining of chapter 27...once I started writing chapter 27 I realized that what was the end of this chapter and what was the begining of the next chapter fit together better than what I had origionally... andthree that I needed the extra chapter forpacing anyways beforewhatwas origionally goingto be chapter 27 but is now 28...I hope that makes sense...

Harry stood frozen in shock for a moment before he was able to comprehend what was happening and start moving again. The last thing he had expected to happen before he went to bed, was to be awoken a few hours later by a wet, hysterical, and most surprising of all, bruised Ginny. He put a caring arm around her shoulder and led her inside, quickly depositing her on the couch before taking the Crup from her arms. He then grabbed an extra blanket from the foot of his bed to wrap around Ginny's shivering frame before he stopped in the kitchen, finding a bag of frozen peas in the freezer to place on her swollen cheek.

He sat down next to the sobbing redhead who didn't react as he placed the blanket around her shoulders and only flinched slightly when he put the cold bag against her bruised face.

"Gin, did he hit you?" Harry asked after a moment.

The redhead, who had been starting to calm down, started crying again in earnest as she collapsed into Harry's arms, burying her face in his chest, clinging to his shirt as if it was the only thing keeping her grounded as she thought back to what did happen.

After she had seen Ron and Hermione off on their honeymoon, she had wearily Apparted home, prepared for a fight with Mauricio. Half expecting him to be drunk and belligerent or passed out on the couch, she was surprised to instead find him sitting at the kitchen table, quite sober and nursing a cup of tea.

"Mauricio?" she called tentatively from the doorway.

"Hey Sugar," he replied, looking up from his tea. "How was the rest of the reception?"

"It was nice," she said noncommitaly. She was quiet a moment, not sure what else to say, but feeling like she should bring up the fight they had. "Look–"

"I'm sorry," Mauricio interrupted before she got any further.

"What?" Ginny asked confused, as she was more prepared to hear accusations than apologies.

"I said I'm sorry," he repeated quietly. "I shouldn't have gotten so jealous and made a scene like that. I don't know what got into me, I know that you are only friends with Harry, but it was still hard for me to watch. I guess I have just been feeling a little neglected lately with you spending so much time with him the past few months and then seeing you two dancing...I love you so much Ginny that sometimes I overreact."

"I'm sorry too. I really haven't been the most attentive fiancée lately. I guess I've been so wrapped up in the wedding plans that I took you for granted."

Ginny gave Mauricio an apologetic smile that he returned tentatively, but it was clear to her that he still had something else to say, so she waited for him to speak.

"I hate to do it, but I have to ask...nothing is going on between you and Potter is it?" he asked, almost nervously.

"No, of course not," Ginny told him with conviction. "Harry is just my friend and will only ever be my friend. You don't have to feel jealous threatened because nothing romantic would ever happen between us. Harry and I are close, but we have a different kind of relationship and connection from the one we have. You're the one I'm marrying remember?"

"I know, and I trust you. I'm sorry I even asked."

"And I'm sorry I made you feel like you had to ask."

Mauricio stood and walked over to where she was standing in the doorway and took her in his arms and kissed her softly. "So we're both sorry and we're both forgiven?"

Ginny smiled and nodded her head in agreement. "How did I get so lucky to find you? You do realize how much I do appreciate you don't you?"

Mauricio gave her a wicked grin, "Why don't you show me just how much you do appreciate me?"

Ginny smiled as she caught his meaning and led him into their bedroom. Once they were inside, she turned around quickly to close the door and Mauricio wrapped his arms around her from behind and started kissing her from her temple down her neck to her collarbone.

"You looked gorgeous tonight, I've been wanting to do this all day," he muttered in between kisses paying special attention to her favorite spot just beneath her jaw line.

"Mmmm, Harry," Ginny moaned so quietly that he almost didn't hear her.

Mauricio stopped what he was doing and pulled away, "What did you say?"

Ginny's eyes opened wide, not believing she had said what she just said. "I didn't mean it, it's just that we were just talking about him and he was still on my mind."

"He is always on your mind Ginny! Don't you think I know that?" Mauricio said in frustration as he turned away from her.

"What are you talking about?" Ginny asked.

"Ginny, you have been in love with Harry Potter since the day I met you," he said blandly.

"That's not true!"

"Yes, it is!" he insisted turning back around to face her. "I see the way you look at him, or the look in your eyes every time you hear his name or read about him in some article. I know that it's his arms you want holding you at night instead of mine. You said not ten minutes ago that you two are just friends and I wanted so badly to believe you...so I did. But that doesn't mean that I haven't seen the looks of longing in your eyes every time you saw him at a party, or that I didn't see that he was giving you the same look. And that was before you two started talking to each other again. After watching you two dance tonight, don't even dare tell me that you don't love him, everyone in the room could see it."

"That's not true, I love you."

"If that's so, then why is it his name that you whisper in your sleep. Do you know what it is like to have to worry that in even in the most intimate of moments, that the person you are opening your soul to, is wishing you were somebody else?"

"Mauricio, I–"

"No Ginny, I can't do this anymore. I thought that perhaps I had enough love for the both of us. I kept hoping that if I loved you enough, if I had enough patience, that maybe one day you could love me back. I tried everything I could think of, I showered you with all the love and affection that I posses, but it just wasn't enough. I thought that maybe if we got married things would change and I would be the only person in your heart, but I can see now they aren't going to. It was hard enough living in that man's shadow when you two weren't speaking, but now that you are best friends again...I can't do it, I can't take it. I tried not to be jealous, and I tried to be understanding, but I'm still human and I can't sit idly by all day and watch you pine over him, knowing you are wishing I was him. I wont be made a fool of Ginny, not even for you."

"What are you saying?"

Mauricio looked into her eyes for a long moment before turning away and replying softly, "I'm saying that I think we should break up, I'm calling off the engagement."

"But you haven't let me explain anything," she said taking a step towards him.

"There is nothing to explain, we both know I speak the truth. Why else would you continue to wear that necklace of his."

Ginny gapped at him in surprise since she had never told him what the necklace meant.

"Don't look so shocked Sugar," he told her with a bitterness she had never heard before in his voice. "I asked Ron why it meant so much to you years ago. Why do you think I tried so hard to get you to replace it with something I gave you?"

"Mauricio–" Ginny started again, not sure what to say.

"I mean it Ginny, we're through," he said, the finality clear in his tone as he walked into the bathroom.

"But–" Ginny tried one last time, chasing after him as she reached out to grab his arm.

"No!" he yelled, pushing her hand away more forcefully than he had intended.

Ginny stumbled backwards catching one of her spiked heels on the looped rug, causing her to fall and hit the side of her face on the edge of the bathtub. She cried out in pain as her hand flew up to her face, already feeling it start to swell.

"Merlin! Ginny are you alright," Mauricio asked, rushing towards her in concern.

"Yes, I'm fine," Ginny replied quickly as she blinked back tears and swallowed the metallic taste of blood from where she bit the inside of her cheek.

"Gods Ginny, I am so sorry, I didn't mean to make you fall," Mauricio said quickly as bent down to reach out to the red head.

Ginny moved out of his grasp, awkwardly standing, grasping the edge of the claw foot tub, her head still spinning from the force of the impact. "It's alright, it was an accident. I caught my heel on the rug, it wasn't your fault, but I think I should go now," she said as she attempted to move past him.

"You're not going anywhere, you might have a concussion, I should take you to St. Mungos or something," Mauricio said grabbing her arm to steady her as she swayed.

"I said I'm fine," Ginny said forcefully. "Now please let me go, I would really like to leave now. If we are no longer engaged, then I no longer live here.

She had fled from him and their flat, only stopping to grab Jack before leaving. The summer storm that had been threatening since she had left the Burrow finally arrived as the clouds opened up, drenching her as she walked the streets of London. She knew she had to go somewhere, but she didn't know where, so she simply continued walking. She didn't want to go back to the Burrow and answer her mothers questions and she couldn't go to Ron and Hermione for obvious reasons and she certainly didn't want to go to any of her and Mauricio's mutual friends.

It wasn't until she was about two blocks down the street that tears started pouring down her face as she realized that she had just ruined the best thing that ever happened to her because she couldn't let go of her infatuation for a man that would never see her as anything more than a friend. The wet streets were too slippery to walk on in her heels especially with her head throbbing and spinning from her fall so she paused and slipped them off before resuming her aimless walking not even noticing the other few people that were actually out at this hour, dashing about trying to get out of the rain.

She stopped suddenly when she realized where he feet had brought her. Somehow she had ended up in front of Harry's building which she, in her hysterics, had forgotten was only a couple blocks away from the home she shared with Mauricio.

"Ginny," Harry said again, breaking her out of her trance with a gentle hand against her cheek, "Please tell me, did he do this to you?"

Ginny looked up from where she was crying on his chest up into his eyes where she saw concern for her, anger at Mauricio and another emotion that she was too distraught to define.

"No," she choked out, "he didn't hit me, it was an accident," she told him as she placed her head back on his shoulder.

"Then what happened?" Harry asked confused.

"He broke up with me," she sobbed, "I ruined everything."

"Why would he do that?"

"Because he thought that I–" Ginny stopped herself before she finished, remembering who she was talking to.

"He thought you what?" Harry pressed gently, wanting to know what he did to her, so he would know what he was going to have to do to him.

"I don't want to talk to about it," she sniffled.

"Alright, but are you sure he didn't hurt you? Because it told you that I would kill him if he ever gave me a reason to," Harry said thinking back to the day Ginny met the Italian Quidditch star.

"Please don't do anything to him Harry. I swear he didn't hurt me, it really was an accident," she told him sincerely.

Harry looked doubtful but nodded after a moment assuring her that he wouldn't do anything rash.

"Thank you," she said. "I'm sorry I woke you up but I didn't want to go back to the Burrow and I don't want to impose, but I just need a place to stay tonight, I promise to be out of your way tomorrow."

"Well of course you can stay here tonight," Harry said quickly. "In fact you can stay here as long as you want to."

"Really?" Ginny asked looking up at him once again with watery eyes.

"Of course you can. In fact, I insist on it," he reassured her. "I've missed having a roommate since Ron moved out last year so you will actually be doing me a favor by saving me from the boredom of my own company."

Ginny gave him a weak smile of gratitude and sniffled as she stopped crying.

"But right now," Harry told her as he dried her cheeks with the hem of his t-shirt, "I think that you need a hot shower and some dry clothes. Did you bring any?"

Ginny silently cursed herself for not thinking practically and packing up any of her belongings to bring with her, "No, I didn't even think about it."

"Well that's alright. I am sure I can find something for you to wear. Although my clothes might be a bit big for you. At least I hope all of my stuff is to big for you, because it would be a severe blow to my masculine ego if it fits," he joked trying to brighten her spirits. "Wait right here and I'll be right back."

Harry walked back into the living room a moment later and saw that Ginny hadn't moved a muscle since he had left and was staring blankly out the rain soaked window. "Gin, are you alright?" he asked, bringing her back to reality as she looked at him with dry but sad eyes. She didn't speak, but the heart breaking look on her face was answer enough. "There is a clean towel in the bathroom and here are some of my old sweats for you to change into."

"Thank you," she said quietly taking the clothes from him and walking past him into the bathroom.

It turned out that a warm shower was just what she needed and she came out feeling much more human than she had felt going in, but exhausted from her very long day. Harry was waiting for her when she came out of the bathroom.

Harry chuckled a little when he saw her, he had found some of his old Quidditch sweats from Hogwarts and even though they didn't fit him anymore, they were still incredibly oversized on her small frame. She was wearing a pair of gray sweat pants with the Gryffindor spelled down the right leg in red and they were so long on her that she was walking on them and he could only see her pedicured toes peaking out from the cuffs. The t-shirt, now damp from her wet hair, had Seeker printed on the front and Potter across the back was just as big, and although he didn't dare tell her, he thought she looked adorable.

"Your male pride can remain intact since you were obviously right about your clothes not fitting me," she joked when she saw his appraising eyes.

"Well thank Merlin for that," he joked back. "I already fixed up the guest room for you, I figured you would want to get some sleep."

Ginny yawned, as if on cue and they both smiled as he lead her down the hallway. They were both quiet as she climbed into the large bed and underneath the fluffy down quilt.

"So, I'm right next door if you should need anything and please don't hesitate to call me for any reason," he told her, standing awkwardly in the doorway. After a moment of her not responding, he cleared his throat and turned to leave.

"Harry?" she called just before he closed the door, causing him to stop and turn back around. "I hate to ask even more than I already have, but would you mind staying with me awhile...I mean just until I fall asleep."

"Of course," he said with a reassuring smile as he moved to the opposite side of the bed and chose to lay on top of the blankets until Ginny fell asleep to the feeling of him running his fingers through her damp hair.

A/N So congratulations to those of you that were right in thinking that Mauricio wouldn't hit Ginny...of course he isn't a complete saint as you will all see in the next chapter...so now that Mauricio is no longer in the way certain doors are now open hint hint so why don't you all leave me some review love por favor and tell me what you all think...