The day that Harry arrived at the Burrow, all I wanted to do was run up to him and start kissing him. It had been a month since I last saw him and all I wanted was to be surrounded by his arms. But since we hadn't even told anyone, we could think about kissing each other or even staying in a hug for too long. And with my overprotective brothers watching, it gave us even less of a chance to be alone together.

So instead of running up to him and throwing my arms around him like I wanted to, we hugged for a few seconds. We stayed together more than expected, but while we were hugging, I gently whispered in his ear, "I love you." He then responded by whispering the same thing too.

In our letters over the past month, we had at some point confessed that we were in love with each other and while we were hugging, that happened to be the first chance we had to actually say it out loud, even if it was whispered. We both pulled away with smiles on our faces. When I looked over to my brothers, their faces were the funniest thing to see. They were so confused. If I were to see into their minds and know what they were thinking, it would probably be along the lines of: Why are they both smiling as if they're on a sugar rush? Since when did Harry and Ginny become so close?

Afterwards, it seemed as if everyone forgot about the little moment that Harry and I had. Everyone went back to what they had been doing before. It was close to lunch time, so my mom went back to cooking while everyone else wandered to various places in the house. My brothers asked Harry if he wanted to play quidditch with them, but I heard Harry decline nicely. Hearing this, I then grabbed his hand and dragged him up to my room with me.

Once in my room, I pushed the door closed and wrapped my arms around his neck. I pulled him close to me and said, "I've missed you so much." I then brought my lips up to his and connected them together for the first time in a month.

He then pulled away and said, "I've missed you too and I can't believe I've even lasted that long without you by my side." He then pulled me closer, so that our chests were touching and kissed me with as much need and love mixed with the comfort being together.

When we pulled apart, I buried my face into Harry's shoulder and just felt the warmth and comfort of him. I listened to his heart beat. Nothing could ruin this moment for me, it just felt right, like I belonged in his arms. Since Harry had his back to the door and my face was buried into his shoulder, neither of us noticed that the door to my room had opened. We didn't know that there was anyone else in the room until they made their presence known.

"What are you guys doing?" Hermione said as she looked at the two of us. My arms were still wrapped around Harry's neck and his were around my shoulders.

Harry looked up and said, "There was a spider on the floor and Ginny got scared. So after I killed it for her, I hugged her to try to comfort her," It sounded as if he was describing the fear of spiders that my brother had, not me. I just stayed in Harry's arms, not wanting to say anything and waiting to see where Harry was going with this.

"But I thought it was Ron who was scared of spiders?" Hermione asked.

"He is, it's just that before school ended, she had a dream about when she was in the chamber, except this time there was a giant spider trying to kill her. Since then, she has been afraid of spiders too," Harry said. Right after that I could tell that he was completely making this story up. Even my worst nightmares haven't even been close to including a spider that was trying to eat me. And Harry even knew that too. Since we got together, not only was he sharing his deepest secrets, but I had also told him about the many nightmares I had had since my first year at Hogwarts.

"Oh" was all Hermione said. It seemed as if she wasn't sure what to say. And for her to be the smart one in the group, I was surprised that she actually believed the story Harry was telling. She then silently left the room and closed the door.

After hearing footsteps walking away, I said, "That's the best thing you could come up with. Now the next time there's a spider around here, not only will Ron be freaking out, but I'll also have to freak out in order to convince Hermione that story was true."

"Well you weren't helping me at the moment, so I thought of the first thing that came to my mind. At least she didn't question it further or convince us to go down stairs with her," He said.

"Ok, so maybe you do have a point, but really, spiders?" I asked.

"Yes, what else was I supposed to say? I wasn't going to tell the truth yet, because if I did, your brothers would kill me," He said.

After thinking and coming up with nothing, I said, "I guess you're right. And I don't want my brothers to kill you, so we're keeping this a secret until we are ready to tell everyone or something forces us to tell them. And we should probably head down stairs, it smells like lunch is almost ready and we don't want any more people coming up here to find us."

After that, we separated and headed down stairs. Sure enough, lunch was ready and everyone was already seated at the table. There were only two seats left, meant for Harry and I, and they just happened to be right next to each other. We sat down and started eating. A little while after we started eating, I felt a hand link itself with my own and I automatically knew that it was Harry's. We stayed holding hands for the rest of lunch without anyone noticing. Once again, I felt like my hand belonged with Harry's. It was as if we were part of a puzzle waiting to be solved. Once it was solved, it fit together perfectly and that's exactly how I felt at the moment, perfect. I was happy; I had my family and my boyfriend, even if they still didn't know that he was my boyfriend, all around me.