"Harry, Ron, can you please go upstairs and find out what is going on?"Arthur asked obviously worried about his sons. He didn't worry about his daughter because she obviously could take care of herself. He was more afraid of what his daughter might have done to his sons. Harry and Ron practically sprinted up the stairs. They knew that if it was taking this long, her brothers might as well be dead. But when they got there they noticed that Bill, George, Charlie and Percy were all lying on the ground not moving. They were alive but not moving. Must have been Petrificus Totalus.

"Ginny?" Harry said through the door that separated him from her room.

"Go away, Harry!" Ginny said back. It was quite apparent by the sound of her voice that she had been crying.

"Ginny, you can't just stay here all alone and cry. You wouldn't let me do it, so, I'm not going to let you."

"Is there anyone else with you?"

"Yeah, just Ron."

"Ron…you go away." Ron looked at Harry and shrugged.

"Good luck, mate. You'll need it." Ron said while giving him a look of sympathy.

"Okay Ron's gone, Ginny. Can I come in now?"

"Mhmm" Harry opened the door and found Ginny standing in front of her window. Her back was turned to him and her hand was on the side of the windowsill.

"Ginny. What's wrong?"

"What's wrong? Really, Harry? You just saw my entire family attack me. That's what's wrong. They can't be any more unsympathetic."

"Ginny, your entire family wasn't attacking you. Ron wasn't. Hermione wasn't. Angelina wasn't. Your dad wasn't. I wasn't. Your mum was just surprised. She didn't mean it offensively."

"It's so unfair. They dated at sixteen. So why can't I?"

"Ginny, how do I explain this. You're the youngest in the family. You're the baby sister. To them you'll always be that. So it's hard for them to see their baby sister date guys. Especially, Percy and Charlie."

"Why them?" Ginny asked, still facing the window.

"Because Percy hasn't seen you since you were thirteen. And Charlie has been back and forth from Romania since you were ten. They might still see you that age; therefore they can't see how much you've changed." Ginny turned around and stared into Harry's eyes. The eyes she could call her own now.

"I thought today was the day to give you sympathy."

"You already did, and I've taken the first step. Getting over it. Maybe you should too." Ginny walked a little bit closer to Harry.

"Thank you, Harry."

"My pleasure." And that was all Harry could say before Ginny closed the gap between them. They kissed. They kissed for the first time since they reunited, it was more amazing than firewhiskey. They finally, broke apart.

"Oh my God." They said in unison, smiling. They both leaned in and kissed again. Maybe being attacked by brothers is worth it.