A/N: Sorry it took so long, Competition Season kicked off this weekend and I have been rehearsing a lot. Anyway, I hope you like this chapter more than the last! Enjoy :)
"Potter! Weasley! Come see me in my office, now." Robinson called into the gym that was filled with auror trainees. Harry looked at Ron to see if he knew anything about what was going on. The only thing Ron could provide him with was a shrug. They walked into Robinson's office and plopped down on the seat across from him. "Okay, well I have spoken with the Minister about the auror mission from last week. We both feel you two have proven yourselves greatly."
"Um, okay, but why did you take us out of the gym?" Harry asked.
"We believe that maybe you two don't need to go through auror training. We think you're fit to be Ministry aurors now. We have a cubicle set up for each of you. You are going to be assigned to the Rowle investigation. But you'd be under a different Auror."
"But your Head Auror." Ron said.
"I am, but there are different levels of aurors. There are the rookies, where you will be, then there are the intermediates, which are ahead of the rookies, then there are the advanced, which are ahead of the intermediates, and there is a Head Auror, who overpowers all. You two will start like everyone else, rookies. You won't get an assistant like the higher levels, and you'll have to listen to your intermediate auror, also known as your bosses. More you prove yourself the more you get promoted. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes you do, but why do we get to skip training?" Harry wasn't sold on skipping ahead. It was the exact opposite of what he wanted to do. It just makes him look like he gets everything because he is famous.
"Because, you two have been going through the course like it's your first year at Hogwarts. You two are too advanced to be going through training. Also Minister says that there is something special in you two, and he doesn't want to waste time waiting for you two to get trained up to catch death eaters." Ron smiled and nodded, Harry nodded but didn't smile. He was getting special treatment because he was who he was. "Alright, go home and get some office supplies. I expect you to come in at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. Being punctual is a good start, if your not…well…you'll see." Ron and Harry left the office and started to walk down the Ministry's corridors.
"That's amazing mate. We did it. No more stupid tests!" Ron was practically over the moon with this news. But Harry just shrugged it off. "Come on, Harry, I know you don't like special treatment, but, you have got to be excited about this!"
"Ron, we're not properly trained. I think we're being set up for disaster."
"I don't think that Kingsley would do that. Mind you, this is the man who is all calm and collected and at peace with everything. I'm pretty sure he's doing this to boost us up."
"You're probably right. So, do you know what we're supposed to buy?"
"I have no clue, but I'm taking this as an afternoon off! How about we go to a pub and celebrate?" If he could, Ron would be bouncing off the walls of the Ministry right now.
"Sorry, mate, can't. I promised Ginny I wouldn't drink a single ounce of alcohol while she's gone at Hogwarts." Ron snorted.
"As much as I like you keeping your promises to her, I'm pretty sure she wouldn't mind you having one drink."
"She wouldn't even let me keep one bottle in my flat. She said that no alcohol will come near me until she's there to supervise and everyone knows I'm trustworthy with it."
"What did she mean by 'trustworthy with it'?"
"I think she meant something like, not abusing it, not getting drunk everyday, not over drinking; knowing my limits."
"I guess she's probably right, I mean, you did just come out of a mini depression after a long and hard depression not that long ago. She's probably just looking out for you." The two walked in silence until they were completely out of the Wizarding world and in Harry's flat.
"So, what should we do now?" Harry asked after getting a glass of pumpkin juice out of the refrigerator.
"Maybe we should write to the girls and tell them the news."
"Okay, there's parchment in my study, come on."
Dear Ginny and Hermione,
Ron and I have been promoted today. Now I know what you two are thinking, we're not even considered an auror yet, how could we have been promoted? Well we've been promoted out of training. We are now aurors. Ron, of course, is celebrating because he doesn't have to take anymore tests without Hermione there in front of him, writing big enough so he can copy off of her. I, on the other hand, don't really care about this stupid promotion. I think it's another thing for someone to hold against me; another reason for the others to hate me and make me an outcast. Well, let's just see what happens. Hope school is going well. Ron's already missing you, Hermione. Don't worry Gin, your missed too.
With love,
Harry and Ron
Harry attached the letter to his new owl and turned back to Ron.
"Hey, Harry, I was wondering what you and Ginny's plans were after she graduated from Hogwarts?" Harry sighed, he didn't want her brother to get all psycho on him.
"Well, I think she plans on moving out of the Burrow and we still plan on being together. But that's all we're sure about right now. What about you and Hermione?"
"Well, her parents will be moving back from Australia, so that might change everything. I think she plans on buying her own flat and working to improve the Ministry. She said something about taking S.P.E.W to the next level or working against prejudice against Muggle Borns. I plan on moving out of the Burrow soon. I mean it's weird living in the Burrow without my siblings. I take that back, since the battle, Charlie has been staying with us, but he might go back to Romania soon. And at first I thought Ginny would be with me, after she graduated but now that you tell me she wants to move out, I'll be the only one, plus Mum and Dad, living there. It won't feel right."
"I know what you mean, you've always lived in a full house, now that there's only three plus one visiting, it's a different feeling."
"Well, yeah, I mean, there wasn't always just my family, ever since I went to Hogwarts others have been coming to visit the Burrow. I mean you and Hermione, Remus and Tonks, Fleur, and half the Order. Sometimes I thought that my house was a hotel. And don't forget, while we were on the run that was the first time I lived with just two other people. AND they weren't even my family, well; you are my family, but not the family I've known since March 1st, 1980. You know?" Harry nodded. He hadn't really experienced a continuous loving family since he was born. He had a continuous loving family since he was twelve, but that was just six years. Ron had one for eighteen. It must have been hard for him and no one really acknowledged that. "What do you think being aurors going to be like?" Ron asked taking Harry out of his daze.
"I have no clue. I mean it won't be like what we did throughout Hogwarts. I don't think we'll have a say in what we do, we will HAVE to do it."
"That's probably going to be the weirdest part; not taking orders from a friend that knows your limits. We're going to have to take orders from a complete stranger who might not care if you die out there."
"Okay, I think they would care if we die under their orders."
"Okay, Harry, they'd get in a little trouble, speak at a funeral, and get on with their day. If it was our friend, they'd honor you, cry for you, and help out your family, stick up for you when needed, try to bring you back to life. It's quite a difference."
"Your right, let's just hope we don't need to worry about that." Harry said before leading Ron out of his study.
Ginny walked into the Great Hall star struck. She was paled and had a surprised look on her face. Hermione immediately responded to this. It wasn't very often she'd look like this.
"Ginny what's wrong?" Ginny looked at Hermione with the same expression.
"Nothing." But she was still paled.
"No, something has happened. You don't look well."
"I feel fine, Hermione. The boys have been promoted." Ginny said handing Hermione the letter. She quickly scanned the paper by the end she was amazed.
"If only they could tell us why they've been promoted….I still can't believe this."
"Neither can I, by the look of Harry's handwriting, it looks like he doesn't care at all. By how messy it is, I don't think he wants to be promoted."
"Well you know how Harry is. He's been modest since Merlin knows when."
"I blame Vernon, Petunia, and Dudley Dursley for that. I'm going to write back." Ginny said grabbing the letter and standing up.
"Okay, give them my congratulations….and love." Hermione said before resuming her conversation with Hannah Abbott.
Dear Harry,
I'm writing you a separate letter from Ron, because I want to say more personal stuff that I know will make Ron queasy, which is the best torture there is. Anyway, it's only Tuesday and I miss you already. As much as I was mad at you for tricking me, and thinking that you were some cocky cow, Saturday was truly the best day I had in a while. Not only did I get to spend it with you but I also got to spend it with the other two important people in my life, my best friend and my best brother. But seeing my boyfriend was the best part. Not only my boyfriend, but the love of my life. I think you know that I've never had the best luck with boys. First I dated a complete sore loser, and then I dated a boy who should have just stayed my friend. I hate saying this, but I feel sorry for the next girl who dates him. But once you kissed me in the Common Room my luck changed. I love you so much that I can't even put it in words. Everyday in class, my thoughts drift back to you, everyday I visit our tree by the Black Lake, I try to be as good as a Quidditch Captain as you every practice, and every day I eat a large slice of Treacle Tart just for you. And everyone keeps wondering why my grades are sucking this year. I wish you could be here with me, but I know how important saving the world is to you. Don't worry I'm not mad, it's one of the things that make me love you even more. I'm so proud of you for getting a promotion. Can you believe that I already know, without talking to you about it, that you don't want to get promoted? That you'd rather stay in training like every one else. Can you believe that I gathered this all from your handwriting? Hermione believes that that is creepy, but I don't care, to me it's a sign. Hopefully you feel the same about it as me.
Today I visited the Black Lake before going to the Great Hall. I visited our tree from your sixth year. The carving "HP+GW Forever" is still there. I remember when you were a little hesitant about carving that because you were afraid that you weren't going to live after the war, or that we'd start hating each other, but I can assure you AGAIN that that's never going to happen. How am I so sure? Well let's just say I didn't keep my feelings for one bloke since I was five for nothing. I mean every word that I've written. That carving was my inspiration last year. The inspiration that there was still going to be a 'you and me' after the war. I know that that sounds stalkerish and what not, but its how I feel. I think you and my dad are the only men in my life who can keep up with me…my dad might soon not be able to anymore. I think I'm the only one that can get you to talk about your feelings better than Hermione and Ron. Correct me if I'm wrong, but no Cho Chang could do that. Sorry I had to write that. I kiss the picture of us that Colin Creevey took of us kissing in the Common Room after the Championship. That's when my life got fifty percent better and Ron's life fifty percent more awkward. Sometimes I catch myself staring at that photo when I should be studying. Is that weird? Did you even know that photo existed? The photo is sort of humorous because Ron is in the background with the best face ever. Then there's Hermione who is standing next to him with a humongous smile on her face. I think she always knew, sooner or later, that we'd get together. I mean I told her everything, and I wouldn't be surprised if you did the same. Don't worry she hasn't told me anything you've said. Even though I would love to know. Maybe I'll learn soon. I love you Harry. More than anything. I love your beautiful eyes, your messy hair that can't be tamed, you funny round glasses. I love your modesty, your humor, your enthusiasm, your annoying tendency to save people, even your patience and temper that is close to the same as mine. Over all I love you. I don't know why I decided to write this now. After you got promoted and I'm not there. I just needed to tell you.
I love you,
Ginny
Harry smiled at her letter. He ran to his Hogwarts Trunk that hadn't been opened since his sixth year at Hogwarts, and took out the dusty, old pink valentine card that was given to him by her in his second year. He stared at it and read the song to himself. He took out a parchment and a quill.
Dear Ginny,
You forgot a few parts,
"Your eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad,
Your hair is as dark as a black board,
I wish you were mine,
You are really divine,
The hero who conquered the Dark Lord."
I could go on about how your eyes are as brown as chocolate, and how your hair is as red as a beautiful fire, but I suck at words so I can't make a poem like you. So I'll just tell you what I feel like in a short sentence. I love you and can't live without you.
Love,
Harry
A/N: I hope you liked it, I wanted it to be so romantic and fluffy that it was heart warming and touching. I think after Ginny graduates, I'm going to make a For The Time Being Part 2, don't worry it will be linked up to this story, I won't leave you hanging or searching. Please Review! :D
