I'm really sorry for the delayed update! But I had a national festivity to take care of this weekend (it's called "Sinterklaas". "Santa Clause" was based on him. He is a saint and gives presents to all the little children. Grownups buy presents for each other, so I had a lovely weekend ^^ It's basically an early Christmas). I hope you can understand that :) Please Read and Review! What would you like to see next? I'd love to hear! Please tell me as well in which way I can improve myself. Thanks for reading this story!

'I'm sorry I didn't chase after you, Gin. I really am.'

'It's alright,' Ginny sighed, snuggling up his chest and smelling his scent even more while pulling the blankets closer to them.

'Hermione is your friend, after all. She has been through a lot as well. I shouldn't have shouted at her.'

'You're grieving,' Harry said, kissing her temple, 'it's normal to snap. I used to snap at everyone, twenty-four hours a day, at Hogwarts. Remember?'

Ginny chuckled.

'Yes, I sure do.'

'It's not too bad anymore, is it?' Harry asked.

Ginny laid her head on his collarbone, mumbling something like "I love you", so he guessed it wasn't.

'Harry?' Ginny asked, after several moments of silence, 'Harry, let's not paint the living room red. Let's not paint it at all. Let's move out of here. Together.'

'Together?' Harry repeated, not fully aware of what he was saying because he was half asleep.

'Yes, Harry! Let's make it official. Why not? We both love each other, right?'

'Right,' Harry replied now fully awake (just like Ginny), feeling very insecure about what he was saying.

'We need each other, right?'

'Right,' Harry said with a trembling voice.

'Well, it's obvious what to do then, isn't it?'

'Isn't it?'

'Marry, Harry! For Merlin's sake, ask me! Propose me!'

'Propose you?'

Harry's stomach seemed to freeze. He felt the feeling freezing his arms, his legs, his chest and at last his facial expression.

'Isn't that a bit too early?' he managed to ask in a much higher voice than he would normally do. Ginny sat up straight, looking more excited than ever.

'Yes, yes I know it's early… But we're both very mature for our age, aren't we? Because of all that we've been through… We fit perfectly Harry, don't you get it?'

She laid her arms around Harry's neck and kissed him with passion. He felt her tongue pushing through his lips and she rolled on top of him, grabbing his hair and touching his bare nipples. He couldn't do anything. He was too shocked.

'Let's have sex to celebrate,' she moaned in his ear, lifting her shirt above her head.

Harry didn't fought it, nor did he co-operated. She just rode him off and they didn't speak a word.

'Mister Potter?'

'Yes, Samantha?'

'Someone to see you.'

'Alright.'

A woman with brown, bushy hair and hazelnut brown eyes stepped into his office.

'Had a though night?'

Harry couldn't help but smile as wide as he could, though Ginny's request kept nagging him.

'You could say that, yes. Come, sit down Hermione.'

Hermione smiled sweetly and sat on a wooden chair in front of his desk. The chair that was mostly occupied by job applicants.

'So, you and Ginny made up?' Hermione asked, without mentioning the row they had had not even a day ago.

'Yes… Merlin, yes, we did… Oh…'

Harry wanted to control himself, but he couldn't.

'You need to help me, Hermione! Forget about what I said about being a friend, you're my best friend. I need you desperately Hermione, please, PLEASE, I beg you with my whole being…'

'Whoa, calm down!' Hermione said, slightly overwhelmed, 'what on earth's name happened?'

'Ginnywantsmetomarryher!' Harry wailed, grabbing his hair out of despair.

'I didn't catch that-…'

'GINNY WANT TO MARRY ME. She wants me to purpose her! She wants this big Weasley-wedding and MERLIN I'm not ready for it and she forced me to have sex last night, I couldn't resist because she was just, you know, suffocating me because she was on top of me and SHE WANTS TO MARRY ME. Hermione, please, I don't know what do! I didn't dare to say anything, so I guess she thinks… I…'

'What?' Hermione asked, full of disbelief.

'Ginny and I are getting married.' He whispered it, he didn't want to hurt her.

'Please don't kill me.'