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Authors Note- well here is the big Ginny Harry moment enjoy! Warning it is a bit fluffy!

"I think he has had enough visitors for one day. Harry needs to rest," Madam Pomfrey said bustling over. From the looks of it the Wesley's and Hermione were going to be there awhile and Harry really needed his rest so Poppy had gone over to shoo them away. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley said their goodbyes and told him that they would come visit tomorrow.

"Get better soon, Harry, we still got a lot of explaining to do and we can't do it without you," Hermione said giving him a hug and a lopsided smile before letting Ron say goodbye as well and turning to go back to the Gryffindor common room. Truth be told the explaining was all Harry could think about. He didn't know how he was going to get around to telling everyone and his best friends that he had given his life. He literally had committed suicide. He didn't know how Hermione would take that, probably call him crazy. Harry recalled the memories when her intelligence got a bit annoying when Harry would hear or see something that she thought was completely preposterous. Like in his second year when he would hear the basilisk slinking around in the castled pipes and only Harry could hear its hissing voice. Twice in his fifth year, when he first saw the thesrals but then Luna saw them too, though it wasn't much of a reassurance, and the other time when he heard the voices coming from behind the veil in the department of mysteries. Harry didn't want to think about that but he wasn't quick enough to hide his face from the look of pain that came upon it.

"What are you thinking about Harry?" Ginny asked. He had forgotten that she was still there.

"Nothing important," was his blunt reply.

"Well, you got the strangest look on your face and I was curious." Harry sometimes hated how Ginny could see right through him at times and was so observant that she did catch the small pieces of emotion that Harry let slip. But that was also one thing that he loved about her...

"Ginny..." Harry started but before he could continue she put her hand on his cheek and made him look deeply into her eyes. She then leaned down and with the barest brush of her lips on his kissed him which then grew into something much deeper. Harry couldn't help himself and put a hand in her amazingly smooth and soft hair that he loved to touch. His other hand rested on her back pulling her closer to him. It seemed like hours before they broke apart and by the faraway look in Ginny's eyes she was thinking the same thing when it had only been a few seconds.

"Harry, you don't need to explain. I know why you did it and I hated you for that but that's also what I love most about you. You always put others before yourself but you don't need to do that anymore. You didn't need to protect me, I can take care of myself and I also want to take care of you." Ginny said looking straight into his eyes without wavering.

"Ginny, I know you can take care of yourself, you are one of the most powerful witches I know. It just that..."

"Just what, Harry?"

"I don't know if I'm right for you. I feel like I would be dragging you down, you don't need that, most of all you." Ginny's face took on an expression of surprise and then anger.

"Don't you dare say that, Harry Potter! I love you and you will never drag me down! Can't you see that? You deserve to have things go your way for once so if you want me, please come back to me but if... if you don't want to I will understand. I just need an answer I can't go on not knowing any longer," Ginny pleaded her expression turned from anger to something of a concerned sad puppy but with a little more dignity that Ginny could really pull off.

"Ginny, of course I want you! I have never loved anyone as much as I love you right now. Every night when I was on the run I would get out the maurders map and just lay there looking at your dot hoping that you were waiting for me or at least happy. You were who I thought about all the time, worrying if you were happy or not. Now that I can finally see you here, I can touch you, feel you, hear your sweet little laugh that sounds like bells, I can't get enough of you and that's what makes me want to push you away. You are my weakness, Ginny. If death eaters ever got to you I would never forgive myself-"

"Harry James Potter! You listen to me now! I will not have you breaking up with me again before we were ever even back together. I know you want to protect me, but I don't need to be. I don't care about the death eaters or anything else, I just want you. Why can't you understand? It causes me more pain when I'm not with you then when I am with you. If I die protecting you from the dark forces grasp, I wouldn't have it any other way. I want to be with you, through the good and the bad but you just have to give me that chance. Will you deny me that?"

Harry didn't know what to say. Her words left him shocked and drained. It was just so much to handle all at once. He was happy to have her back he just didn't want to put her in any kind of danger and this would be putting a giant bull's eye directly on her for any death eater, but Harry didn't know if he could take not being with her any longer. Being this close in proximity made him realize this and only made the burn of lust that much more painful. He stared blankly at her his mouth slightly ajar before finally realizing that he needed to give her an answer.

"I...I love you, Ginny. I believe that you understand the risks in this but that still doesn't distill my overprotective anxieties but I cannot deny you that right. You are too stubborn and persuasive, Ginny Weasley," Harry said quietly as his voice got slowly stronger and Ginny's face brightened as his words filled her ears.

"Ha! I knew I would be able to break you!" she yelped with glee as she sat next to him on his bed and snuggled close to him.

"Thanks," Harry said sarcastically. "Which trick should we work on now, roll over or play dead?"

Ginny laughed at his lame joke but continued the playful banter. It was about time Harry acted his age anyways.

Madam Pomfrey came back a short while after hearing their laughs echo throughout the hospital wing. She was about ready to storm over there and drag the young girl out but then seeing them there, so happy and carefree like children were supposed to be, she stopped herself and let it go. They needed that. Harry needed that.

That night the moon shone bright. A full moon that lit up the hospital wing shining on two teenagers on a single bed nestled tightly together but one was still awake.

Harry looked at the moon directly outside the window seeming to fill the whole room with its brightness. He couldn't help but think of his favorite defense against the dark arts professor. It brought back memories of when Harry first learned the patronas charm and Remus' love of chocolate. In his eyes chocolate could solve any problem, except for the problem of death. Harry knew that Remus was okay with his death, he said so himself, it was just so hard to let go. Remus was the last of the maurders, the last connection he had with his parents. There would be no more stories of how they played a prank on McGonagall or James chasing after Lilly. Harry wouldn't have any more of that, he was alone. He was the last of the Potter line. Harry thought of his godson, Teddy, and how he would never know his parents just like he hadn't. Maybe that would be a way that they could connect. Harry would be the one telling stories to Teddy about his father like Remus did with him. He wouldn't fail in that area, he would be the best godfather there ever was. He wanted to be someone that he could talk to and look up to for advice. He wanted to be there for Teddy like Sirius couldn't be for him. No matter how much he told himself that Teddy would be okay and that everything would be it didn't make the hurt any less. Voldemort was gone now but that didn't me the fight had ended. They still had so much more to do, so much left undone. They had time to celebrate in their victory now but when there wasn't any more work to do and everything went back to "normal" that is when it would hit the hardest. People would notice the loss of something and it would become just that much more apparent. They would try to postpone it as long as possible but it would eventually come for them, a shadow waiting in the dark waiting to strike.

Harry had been burying these thoughts for so long. Only more pain and hurt seemed to come for him though. He would deal with things as best he could at that moment in time but he knew it would never go away. He would always feel the loss in his heart but as Dumbledore always said that is what made him different from Voldemort. He felt the loss and pain and hold on to it and that is what made him stronger. It shouldn't tear him apart, like at sometimes he felt it would, it would only make him just that much more powerful. The death eaters would come, Harry had no doubt about that, and bad things would happen but somehow he would make it through and live life. He first, though, needed to start and that would be the hardest yet...

Authors Note- well hope you guys loved the Ginny and Harry get back together thing. I just wanted to warn you that I won't be updating this fast all the time I was just really bored. Anyways here's a pickle for anyone who would kindly review cause that's just awesome! Have an awesome life :)