Disclaimer : J. would laugh to see what I've done to her world of magic. Tht's probably why she wrote the series and not me.

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Also thank you to AmazonWarriorPrincess (yes you Siobhan) for reading my story first and helping me out with it (even if you much prefer Ginny bashing )

Chapter 2 Necesity

Harry was disoriented when he woke up. He had been almost certain that he would wake up to find himself back in the tent that he, Hermione and Ron had lived in for the better part of a year, Ron's even sounding snores in the background.

But, to Harry's absolute bliss, his thought to be dream of the previous, conscious hour had turned out to be a happy reality. Once arrived at this conclusion Harry decided that rather than pondering further about other not so appealing or in any way pleasant memories of last night, he'd treat himself to a more enjoyable topic. Ginny, for instance.

Ginny. Her name seemed to make every inch of him smile. His senses seemed more aware of the girl on top of him than they ever had been of anything or anyone else. The feel of her body molded into his, her warm breath against his neck. The intoxicating smell of the wisps of her hair that danced on his face. The fresh memory of the taste of her smooth skin and tongue. And finally he opened his eyes to get a glimpse of his own personal angel. He ran a hand down her perfect curves.

She stirred. "Harry?"

"Morning, beautiful."

"Morning, sexy," Her voice thick with sleep, "Or should I say afternoon?" She squinted in the sunlight. Then she lifted her head up to him for a quick kiss.

"How'd you sleep?" Harry asked her starting to question how good of a mattress he made.

Ginny smiled, "Better than I have since last summer."

"Not stiff at all?"

"Nope, not really. A little warm though; where did this blanket come from, anyway?"

"Oh, I actually don't know. To tell you the truth I didn't even notice until you mentioned it."

"Did you tell Ron of Hermione that you were coming out here, one of them could have brought it?"

"No, only Luna knows we're out here. She told me you were out here."

"Right, I forgot, she's the only one who saw me leave, too."

"Must have been her then." Harry concluded.

"Hmm." She agreed reaching up to kiss him softly once more.

They both heard a distinct click click from deeper in the trees in front of them.

"What was that?" Ginny wondered out loud.

"Don't know." Harry said, squinting in the direction from which they had heard the odd noise.

Ginny got up and stretched, not concerned. Harry followed her example then picked up the yellow and red crocheted blanket and shook it out before folding it neatly.

Ginny sighed. "Do we have to go back up to the castle?"

Harry smiled sadly, "I suppose we do. Nobody aside from Luna knows we were out here and they're probably wondering where we are. Not to mention that their going to need as much help as they can get to put everything back in order here before the new school year."

"Of course you're right but I'd defiantly love a shower and fresh clothes first off. I can probably ask Hermione for some as long as she still has that bag of hers."

"I think I might have something for you, too."

"What do you mean?" She questioned slightly confused.

Harry smiled shyly, "You know your blue v-neck shirt that I think looks so pretty on you? Well, I nicked it out of the dirty laundry and put it in my rucksack before I left last summer." He moved in closer putting his hands around her waist, whispering now. "It smells like you." He took a deep breath "Only not as good."

They kissed each other lovingly, once again prolonging the moment.

"You know I looked everywhere for that!" Ginny said breathlessly when their lips broke apart.

"Sorry." Harry grinned apologetically. They started up towards the castle with their arms around one another.

"You're cute to do that, you know."

"I don't know if you remember but you were wearing it when you kissed me last before I left."

"You know what my favorite shirt of yours is?" Ginny asked him.

"Which one?"

She whipped out her wand. "Acio shirt!"

Harry's shirt came flying off over his head and Ginny caught it with ease.

"The one where you're not wearing one!" And then she ran for it. But, Harry was quick with his wand, too. He snatched it out of his pocket and ran after her grinning.

"Acio shirt!"

Ginny's top came off in the same way as Harry's and flew right into his hand. But he wasn't satisfied yet.

"Acio br- "

"Hey!" She laughed, "At least leave me with my bra, we're in a public place you know!"

"Fine." Harry laughed once he'd caught up to her. "You can go for a swim, instead."

Harry picked her up and hitched her over his shoulder. He carried her over to the lake and threw her into the water. They splashed each other with the icy water and laughed at each others' expressions as they cringed away. They did this for several minutes thought the water was barely waist height for Harry.

Ginny shivered and waded over to Harry. She molded her body against his to keep warm.

"Come on," He said, "Let's get you out. I don't want you catching dragon pocks on me"

They grabbed their shirts and slid into them and Harry unfolded the blanket and wrapped it around her before running the rest of the way back to the castle entrance.

Just as the pair of them tip toed inside the entrance hall they saw Hermione exit the Great hall, thankfully carrying her expandable purse. When she spotted them standing there dripping puddles on the floor she marched towards them.

"Where have you to been? Everyone's been looking everywhere!" Harry and Ginny looked at each other, nervously.

"Sorry," Harry answered apologetically, "We fell asleep while we were outside last night."

"It's not what it sounds like." Ginny said quickly.

Hermione smirked but didn't ask any further questions. Though they both noticed suspicious gaze as she looked from their soaked clothes to the red and yellow blanket wrapped tightly around Ginny.

"Well, Ginny, your Mom and Dad want you two to know that we and Ron are going back to the burrow at 11 o'clock tomorrow morning. George, Charlie, Percy, Bill, Fleur and your parents are going to stay here for three or so more days to help out with mess. On the third day there's going to be a funeral taking place here starting at nine. In the two days ahead of time they'd like us to go to Diagon Ally to get appropriate outfits instead of wearing black robes." Then Hermione blushed. "Ginny, I know it's probably not necessary but your Mom told me to remind you not to get anything too revealing." Ginny rolled her eyes.

"Oh, and Harry," Hermione's voice was deltaic now "They were also wondering if you would feel, um, up to doing a speech on the day of the….."

Harry looked at Ginny who nodded encouragingly.

"Yeah, I think I could do that."

Then Hermione handed them her bag. "Here, take what you need."

Harry and Ginny each took out some clothes; Ginny being reunited with her blue v-neck and Harry also took his tooth brush and paste. They handed the bag over to Hermione who left to tell the other she had finally located and informed the pair of them.

Ginny looked jealously at Harry's toothbrush. Harry laughed "You can borrow it afterwards if you would like."

"Thank you." She sung the words as she leaned into him. He put his arms lightly around her.

"Meet you in the Great Hall in an hour?" Ginny offer obviously eager to get out of her wet clothes.

"Kay." He kissed her quickly before she pranced off. Just before she disappeared through a tapestry she back to him.

"Oh, and Harry?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"Love you, too."

She grinned "Don't forget it!" And then she was gone.