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This is another chapter from Ginny's POV, I can't remember who asked for more of what goes through Ginny's head but here it is anyways :)

Ginny's POV

Ginny could feel Harry watch her face as the golden doors appeared, she covered her mouth in shock then walked forward, touching the golden doors before walking through them, looking at the high ceiling then at the names on the walls. Turning around and looking at Harry, who was stuffing the cloak into his pocket, he walked it and the door disappeared, leaving behind the wall with his, Ron's, Hermione's and now her name in scripted in silver.

Ginny's eyes trailed up the wall at the silver movement that caught her eye and bit her lip. 'Ron and Hermione were here before me? I feel neglected.' She joked.

Harry grasped her hand and she could feel as he pressed a coin into their hands, still holding onto it as he walked her over to the saucer. Ginny read the golden words behind the flame and smiled softly, shifting her gaze over to Harry and meeting his heart stopping emerald eyes, he held up their hands with the gold coin and moved them over the water.

Their eyes still hadn't broken contact even when Harry had tipped the coin into the water; a new red camellia lying at the bottom with the other flowers.

Ginny hadn't noticed she had moved closer until her lips were attached to Harry's and moving with his. She broke their hands apart and draped her arms around the back of his neck. Being here in this moment was all she cared about. Being with him, nothing to worry about was the high in her moment, as she pressed closer to him.

'And you said you weren't going to snog me in a closet all night.' She joked, taking a breath and resting her forehead against his.

'Didn't you pick up on the sarcasm?' He teased, bringing her lips back to his. She could feel his breath in her mouth and she didn't doubt he couldn't feel hers, their breathing were erratic.

She frowned and he stopped, feeling as if he had crossed a boundary. 'What? Did I do somethi-'.

'No, Harry. It's just . . . a memorial? Seriously? We're snogging in a memorial!' She began to lapse into a fit of giggles which he began to join in with his own laughter.

'I have to say though, it's better than a broom closet.' She giggled again.

'Well then, now I know not to steal you and take you into a broom closet in the middle of the night and snog you to death.' He winked.

'I honestly couldn't care less where we snog, as long as I'm snogging you.'

'Now who's the one being cheesy?' Harry chuckled.

'I am.' Ginny said silently as she brought her lips back to Harry's and she draped her arms around the back of his neck again. Harry lowered his hands to her waist, pulling her closer.

It wasn't until Ginny was lost in the moment and she had just put her legs around Harry's waist that there was a gigantic BANG!

Harry dropped her on the hard ground trying to cover his ears from the loud sound; she too feeling like her eardrums would explode from the massive sound and covered her ears.

Harry didn't even have time to say sorry for dropping her before he had pulled his wand out and had grasped her hand and pulled her back off the floor. He then said 'Rest in Peace.' quickly and the golden doors appeared, still holding her hand, Harry pulled her towards the Grand Staircase and stood there for a moment; trying to figure out where the sound had come from. Being the Gryffindor he is he ran down the stairs, her in tow, towards where he thought it had come from.

Standing in the Grand Entrance, looking over his shoulders continuously, Ginny didn't know why he looked so cautious.

It wasn't until Professor McGonagall came down the stairs in her nightgown that Ginny had realised that it would have woken up all of the school.

McGonagall shook her head when she saw Harry and Ginny standing there but continued to walk towards them, 'I'll ask why you were out later but what I want to know now is what in Merlin's Beard was that sound! It sounded like an explosion!'

Ginny was going to say she had no idea what it had been but Harry spoke first. 'It'd come from the dungeons Professor, possibly the Slytherin's.'

McGonagall's face reddened and she muttered 'Slytherin's.' Then more directly to them, 'My office both of you.' before picking up the hem of her nightgown and rushing down the stairs towards the dungeons, six other Professors in their pyjama's in pursuit.

Harry was still looking where the Professor's had vanished before he squeezed Ginny's hand and stashed his wand away. She didn't miss though the hesitant look over his shoulder towards the dungeons that he did before going back up the stairs.

Walking their way towards the gargoyle, Harry stopped. 'Shit.'

'What?'

'Um, I don't know the password.' He bit his lip and shrugged his shoulders slightly.

'Guess then.'

Harry ran his spare hand through his hair roughly then sighed; thinking. He then smiled and said 'Sherbet Lemon.' hesitatingly.

It seemed to Ginny that Harry was quite shocked to see that it truly worked when the gargoyle made a groan and then the stairs began to appear. Walking up to the top and opening up the door Harry let her in first then shut the door behind them.

'Harry is everything alright?' Dumbledore's portrait asked after smiling pleasantly at Ginny.

'We don't know Professor, we were . . .' Harry looked over towards Ginny who bit her bottom lip and sat down in a chair. It was obvious they would have to come up with their story soon.

Dumbledore's portrait smile widened as he peered over the rims of his glasses as he noticed Harry's questioning glance at Ginny.

'Well it seems some of us have been out for a midnight stroll, doing things we shouldn't have Potter. Tut tut.' Snape's portrait sneered from on the wall.

'It wasn't like that at all Snape.' Harry retorted, going over to Snape's portrait as to size himself up with it. 'We were just in the kitchen having something to eat.'

'More like you were eating each other's faces.' He sneered coldly.

'Now now Severus.' Dumbledore's said calmly, breaking the argument, 'What I really want to know is what's going on.' He looked over at Ginny who hadn't said a word yet.

She shifted uncomfortably in her seat under Dumbledore's gaze. 'Well it sounded like an explosion. Harry said it had come from the Slytherin's dungeons.'

'The dungeons?' Snape said. He looked back down at Harry who still stood at the foot of his portrait, 'you sure about this Potter?'

'Yes. But if my word isn't enough, maybe I should write a three foot word essay on it instead.'

'Harry.' Dumbledore said from his portrait.

Harry spun around to face Dumbledore and bowed his head slightly from his gaze, ashamed of being told off.

'Professor.' Ginny said from her red chair.

Dumbledore spun around to face her, leaving Harry time to give Snape cold stares.

'What exactly did you hear from up here? Did McGonagall say anything?' She continued.

'No Professor McGonagall didn't say anything.' He took off his glasses and cleaned them on the hem of his robe before replacing them again, 'As for what I heard up here, I doubt the rest of the school didn't hear the same.'

Harry came back and sat in the chair across from Ginny's, he folded his arms defensively, his back to Snape.

'Now, if I were you two.' Dumbledore said smoothly staring at the couple. 'I would get my story straight before Professor McGonagall returns and begins the questions.' He chuckled and watched as Ginny's cheeks seemed to get brighter.

'Like we said Professor, we were in the kitchen.' Ginny stated.

'Highly likely story.' Snape sneered.

Ginny watched as Harry turned around in his chair and glared silently at Snape before raising his wand and muttering "Muffliato."

Ginny once again shifted in her chair and then looked Harry straight in the eye. 'Should we just tell her the truth? She should already know about the room anyway.' Ginny was certain that with McGonagall's favouritism for Harry they wouldn't get into as much trouble as they would oppose to any other student.

'Yeah, but why don't we just tell part of the truth. Leave out the Memorial Room. She only needs to know that we were in the kitchen having a midnight snack together and if she doesn't believe us we have the house elves as our alibi.'

Ginny mulled this over for a minute. 'Okay.' She said pleasantly pleased with their conclusion of their story.

Harry raised his wand and removed the spell, keeping his back still to Snape.

'So you found the Memorial Room? What does it look like?' Dumbledore's portrait asked.

'How did you –?' Ginny questioned.

'When one become of my age you pick up on a bit of lip reading, even if your hearing isn't as good.'

Ginny then smiled. Dumbledore, even though gone, still left the impression that nothing was wrong. Even if it was just his portrait keeping everyone sane.

'So what does it look like?' He repeated his question.

'Beautiful.' Ginny said although she hadn't really spent much time looking at the actual room; she'd been looking at Harry.

Dumbledore then looked at Harry for his opinion, his glasses tipping slightly down his crooked nose.

'Magical.' Harry summed up in one word.

She thought that was kind of cheesy, but in a way, it did make it seem that more special and spectacular.

There was silence for a couple of minutes, only filled in the by the mutters of Snape and a couple of other portraits, most of them already back asleep.

'So how are you enjoying being back at school Harry?' Dumbledore asked.

'It's been . . . good I suppose?' He said unsure.

'Why do you "suppose"?'

'You know how much everyone hates homework and assignments.' Harry said casually, rolling his eyes. 'Oh, except for Hermione of course.' He put in as an afterthought.

Ginny and Dumbledore both chuckled at the mention of Hermione and her obsession with work and books.

'She is quiet an extraordinary witch.' Dumbledore said, 'From what gossip I've heard from the other portraits Mr. Weasley is quiet lucky to have her. You could say she's his other half?' he smiled.

'More like his opposite.' Ginny giggled.

'Opposites attract.' Dumbledore said winking at Ginny.

This only made Ginny giggle more, which made then Harry join in with his laughter. Dumbledore put in a small chuckle here and there but overall he just stared proudly at the young pair.

'Potter, shut up! Can't we have a little peace around here?' Snape said irritably form the other side of the room.

Ginny stopped giggling and looked at Harry just as Professor McGonagall came into the room, shutting the door behind her and taking her position at the front in her chair.

She was still in her nightgown and her hair still was done up in a tight bun, Ginny wondered if she ever took her hair out.

She looked sternly at Ginny for a second before her gaze rested on Harry longest.

'Explain yourselves.'

Those two words Ginny and Harry had both been waiting to hear for about twenty minutes in this room.

Ginny looked at Harry, wanting him to speak. She was sure to muck it all up and then get them in trouble.

Harry nodded his head in understanding then looked at McGonagall. She could see the look in his eyes that meant he was trying to convince McGonagall that they were telling the truth (Though she couldn't even tell the difference in them when he lied).

'I couldn't get to sleep in my dorm because I was hungry; I'd missed out on dinner, catching up on homework.' He explained. 'So I went down to the kitchen, hoping I could get something to eat Professor. I didn't know but Ginny was there getting a midnight snack too. We sat and talked and ate. Then the explosion happened and . . . you know, my Gryffindor instincts kicked in and I went to go see what had happened. Ginny followed too; she was just as curious as I was Professor.'

McGonagall's eyes seemed to scan over Harry and his words. She brought her hands up to rest under her chin. 'And if I go and ask a house elf for proof of your where 'bout's, you can guarantee that they will prove the same story.'

'Yes.' Harry nodded.

McGonagall sighed and dropped her hands from under her chin, leaning back in her chair. She looked exhausted, and tired.

'Fine, you both can go. It's a late and you need to go back to your common room. I doubt Mr. Weasley and Miss. Granger aren't concerned that you have gotten into another war or something.' She stood up and flicked her wand at the door, letting it open. 'You are dismissed.'

Harry and Ginny left after thanking McGonagall and saying good-bye to Dumbledore's portrait.

'She's such a softie on you Harry.' Ginny teased as they walked back towards Gryffindor tower.

Harry rolled his eyes, 'I think it depends on the time of day. Did you see how tired she looked, like, more worn out than our typical Professor McGonagall look?'

'Maybe it's just the promotion that's got her stressed out and tired. It must be difficult running a school a couple of months after a war was just fought on its doorstep.'

Harry nodded his head absently, thinking written all over his facial expression. 'Or it could be the young Slytherin's.'

Ginny shrugged, 'They are all sly little gits.'

Harry stopped in front of the portrait hole and pulled his father's cloak out of his pocket. 'Here, I don't think it would be a good idea if both of us walked in their together.'

Ginny knew what he meant and smiled thanks as she put the cloak over her head.

'Giant Squid.' Harry said, climbing through the portrait hole first, Ginny just behind him under the cloak.

The loud noise coming from the common room was louder than what you would hear from winning a Quidditch match. Everyone seemed scared, tired and confused. They didn't know what was going on and the only thing they all knew was that a loud explosion had woken them all up in the middle of the night. Some of their facial expressions made it clear that they thought that the castle was under attack again.

'Harry!' Hermione yelled running over to him as he jumped down from the portrait hole, moving slightly to the side as he felt Ginny brush past him.

Ginny watched for a second as Hermione, some would call, "mothered over him", before following up the stairs towards the girls dormitories. Taking the cloak off and shoving it into her trunk, planning on returning it tomorrow, she walked back down the stairs like she had been in her room the whole time. Watching from up top as everyone went quiet and listened in on what Harry said.

Smiling slightly as Harry caught her stare before making contact with Hermione again. 'How many bloody, freaking, fucking times do I have to tell you not to go and do stupid heroic things like this?' She slapped his arm, close to hysterics.

Ginny giggled at the thought of Hermione using foul language. Thinking this was her queue to go and join in, she went down the stairs that she hadn't long ago just gone up. She stood behind Ron as she watched Ron and Harry try and comfort Hermione and calm her down.

'Hermione, relax. I'm fine, and I didn't go do any "stupid heroic" things. I was in the kitchen when it happened.'

'Kitchen? Why?' Hermione asked, slowing down her breathing.

'What else? Getting food, I was hungry.' Harry shrugged.

Ginny just loved how Harry took most of these coolly and didn't get all angry. Though from nearly seven years of constant questions and accusing, he was probably getting tired of them and just turned them into nothing and made them into jokes that he could brush aside.

Hermione looked down at her feet. 'Sorry.' She mumbled. 'I just get so worried. You go into these things and don't think rationally and usually end up bleeding or half dead!'

'So what happened? Do you know?' Ron asked, finally taking note of Ginny's presence behind him and stepping aside to join her into the small circle they had formed.

'All I know is that it came from the dungeons. I'm suspecting it was the Slytherin's.' Harry stated.

'Well of course it was the Slytherin's! Who else do you know that lives down there beside ghosts?' Ron exclaimed.

'Maybe it was just a sick joke from Peeves? You know how he likes to make a big scene.' Hermione put in.

'Nah. Even he can't make an explosion that big.' Harry said. 'It would of had to been done by magic. Or,' He glanced at Hermione, 'It could have been the Seven Dwarves using their dynamite.' He grinned.

'Seven Dwarves? Is that supposed to be game?' Hermione shook her head at Ron's question.

'I want to know though if the whole school heard it.' Hermione asked.

'McGonagall didn't specifically say, but if she heard it from her room then I doubt no one else didn't hear it in the castle.' Harry said.

The portrait behind Harry opened and out came Professor McGonagall, still in her dressing gown and hair up. Harry moved towards the side to let her through and she softly patted him on the shoulder as she hopped down.

'I want everyone to go to their beds. There is nothing to be worried about; just some silly student's ridiculous idea of a joke.' She shook her head slightly in her disproval then began to usher everyone towards their dorms. Her eyes resting on Ginny's and Harry's for a moment before telling Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ginny to be on their way like the rest of them.

Hermione and Ginny both went their separate ways to Harry and Ron and started to ascend the stairs towards their now cold four-poster beds waiting at the top for them.

Ginny climbed into bed, after changing into her pyjama's and shut her eyes, the images of her and Harry's time in the Memorial Room coming to the surface, if she was someone else and was looking down on herself, she wouldn't doubt that she was blushing and had a smile on her plastered to her face.

Chapter 11. Wow. That feels good to finish. Once again, that was Ginny's POV.

I think somewhere in McGonagall's office that Dumbledore, Snape or Harry might have been out of character a little, but I'll let you decide on that. R&R :D

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