"So, Gin, What's been going on?" Harry asked hesitantly because he didn't want Ginny to explode yet he wanted to know why she sent him such a depressing letter.

"Oh, you know, the usual; Hermione bugging me to study with her, boys not taking a hint when I tell them that their untidy arses." Harry snorted.

"I wish I could change that last part…" Harry said looking out on the Black Lake.

"Yeah me too, but why do you ask?" Harry now turned to look in Ginny's eyes.

"Your letter's worried me. I mean, I don't think that Hermione pressuring you to talk could set you off like that." Ginny snorted at Harry's thought.

"Do you want to know the real reason why I sent you that letter?"

"That would be something nice to know."

"Well, you know Romilda Vane, right? The obsessive girl in my year," Harry nodded, "Well I went into Potions class the other day…"


"Oh, hey Ginny." Romilda said in an unpleasant voice.

"What's wrong with you today?" Ginny asked back with the same attitude.

"Oh, I may have just come up with a stronger potion and a better plan."

"What plan is it better than? What potion are you trying to out do? Why would you just tell me something like that?" Then it hit Ginny. The last time she saw Romilda Vane obsessing over a potion and a plan was back in her fifth year. Romilda was trying to slip Harry some love potion, so he could like her. But it didn't go well enough because it was Ron who took it, not Harry. "Is this plan about Harry?" Ginny asked apprehensively.

"It's none of your business Weasley. Potter doesn't love you. And it's not like you love him. You absolutely use him. I'm sure you have about thirty things that you haven't told him about that would ruin how he sees you. You two won't last as long as he'd last with me." Romilda now had a cocky grin on her face like she just won the world cup.

"Oh really, admit it Romilda. You only want Harry in bed with you. You only want him because of his looks or money. Well that's why he'll never love you, because he hates when people see him like that. And you know what Romilda, when you mess with my life, my happiness, and especially my boyfriend, you'd be messing with me."

"You don't scare me Ginny Weasley. You never have and never will."

"I'm not trying to scare you. Anyways after what happened with my brother, Harry Potter never saw you as anything more than a great sack of loonies."

"You'd know all about loony, since you hang out with that Loony Lovegood."

"You fucking bitch! Luna Lovegood isn't loony at all. She is one of the most brilliant girls I've ever known. I don't want to hear you saying anything bad about my friends or you'll learn what a proper bat-bogey hex feels like."

"We'll see how much you'll want to bat-bogey hex me when you're known as The-One-Who-Broke-The-Chosen-One's-Heart and I'm known as The-Savior-Of-The-Savior-Of-The-Wizarding-World's-Heart." And Romilda left.


Harry stared at his girlfriend. He couldn't be more surprised yet proud of her. She stood up, again, for what she believed was right.

"So you were afraid that I was going to leave you for her, weren't you?" Ginny nodded, "Gin, I'll never leave you for that whiny priss."

"No, Harry, I know you wouldn't. But I don't think she just meant that she would do a little flattering and you'd be hers. I think she has a plot to, I don't know; make it look like I did something wrong so she'll take advantage of you! Even if we don't end up like I want us to, I don't want anyone taking advantage of you."

"That shows how much of a great girlfriend you are! You will stick up for me even if we end up with other people. But I'm sorry Ginny, I don't think I'll ever leave you. Even if you don't want to be my girlfriend, you'll be stuck with me having a little school boy crush. But don't worry, it's not that bad, I had to deal with a girl who liked me a lot for about six years." Ginny laughed at Harry's comment.

"Oh I know how it feels, I had this very clumsy boy like me from the end of my fourth year into my fifth. But let me tell you, after he kissed me in front of the common room, I think I started to actually like him." Harry raised his eyebrows at her.

"You mean, you noticed how excellent a kisser he was. You liked him since you were five."

"I don't know if he's good or not. Maybe he should kiss me right now so I can make my decision." Ginny said with a huge smile on her face. Harry then leaned in and kissed her hard. Only parting when a rock hit the tree they were leaning against.

"What the…"

"Oi, mate, when you stop snogging my little sister, we need to walk them back to the castle." Ginny gave him an apologetic look before running after her older brother.

"Ronald, if you don't like what you see maybe you should turn away."

"Wait…you two weren't going to…." Ron asked pointing to the ground, then his face paled.

"NO RON! When Harry and I do that, we'll be in a proper bedroom." Ron's ears turned bright red.

"I swear if you two already have then…" Harry shook his head rapidly.

"No we haven't Ron." Ron's face seemed to turn back into its proper color.

"Well, um, Hermione is waiting for us….so…um….I'll just go." Ron practically ran away from the two.

"Is it your life ambition to make your brother feel uncomfortable and make my life closer to ending?"

"How is making my brother uncomfortable relate to you dying earlier."

"Maybe that your brother will kill me once I'm off of school grounds." Ginny's face dropped because of what Harry said. He wasn't going to be here for very much longer and it was killing her. "What's wrong, Gin?"

"What? Oh, nothing…" Ginny went back into her daze of sadness.

"No, Gin, something's up. Why do you seem down?"

"Harry, I'm fine." Now Ginny's voice became noticeably sterner.

"Gin, stop playing around, I know that something is bugging with you. So, it's either admitting it, or letting me go all auror on your arse." Ginny giggled for a moment. "And no; not like that, you sick minded person." Ginny's giggles subsided to just a small grin.

"It's just that, in about an hour I'll be back in the Gryffindor Common Room and you'll be at your flat and we'll be separated again. I don't want you to go. School without you is too hard to go through." Harry snorted.

"Ginny, I think I brought more danger to this place than I solved. I think life without me must be easier for you. Anyway, that's how our relationship stays strong. When we're apart all we do is think about each other, then when we finally see each other we have the best days in our lives. Therefore we look forward to each and every one. Does that make sense?"

"It does, but I still hate it. I wish you came to all the pointless lessons with me. I wish you were here to fight Romilda Vane with me." Harry giggled at Ginny's logic.

"Soon enough we'll be together for a long time. You just have to make it through. Think about it, in about a month you'll be on Christmas holiday, then you will only have about a half of a year to get through, then we'll be together for the rest of our lives." Ginny looked up into his eyes with as much hope as possible.

"Do you really mean that?" Harry tilted her head up so he could see her delicate features perfectly.

"I do. And if you don't believe me, just remember I'm not the type of person to flaunt my feelings." Ginny pulled Harry's head down for one last perfect kiss.

"I love you, Harry. I don't think I'll make it if you didn't love me back. But I'm perfectly healthy, so, I think that means that you do." Harry's smile grew larger.

"Again, Ginny Weasley is completely on target. I don't think that Voldemort would be dead if I wasn't in love with you. But he is, so that proves my point." Ginny gave him a bright smile then grabbed his hand.

"Come on, we'd better go before my git brother thinks you took me away." Harry raised his eye brows with terror at the thought of her brothers chasing him. "No need to be afraid, Harry. They wouldn't live that long if they hurt you."


It was the first day of December and Ginny was very fidgety. In about one week, her and her best friend would be on the train to go home for Christmas. She couldn't focus on her History of Magic homework and she definitely couldn't listen to Hermione tell her about Ancient Runes, the class Ginny didn't take this year because it was too much of a hassle.

"Ginny, are you listening?" Hermione's voice cut through her thought like a saw going through pillow.

"What? Oh yeah, something about Herbology?"

"No, I was telling you that Pansy Parkinson said she's going to beat you at Quidditch in a day. You've been a little out of it for the past few days. What's going on?"

"I'm having trouble focusing on anything anymore." Neville seemed to perk up like he knew what was going on.

"Have you been sleeping okay?" Hermione must have taken too long to answer because Ginny was already back in her own world. "GINNY!"

"What? Oh, sleep, yeah already did the homework for it." Ginny stood up from the couch and left the common room through the portrait hole.

"This can't be happening." Neville muttered under his breath.

"What? Has this happened before?" Hermione interrogated answers out of Neville.

"Yeah, she was the exact same last year. She never slept and she always said nonsense things like that. She almost always seemed like she was in her own world. It started after Christmas though. I think it was from long term torture. You don't think that she's…" Neville trailed off. He didn't want to think that one of his best friends was torturing them self.

"No, I don't think she's even close to thinking like that again. She's been off since Hogsmeade weekend. I wonder if it has something to do with Harry. I mean nothing bad, I think she's missing him a lot."

"That's weird though. He's not that long away like he was last year. She can always owl him." Hermione shook her head.

"No, Neville, I think that going to school without him bugs her."

"She went to school without him last year and was perfectly fine."

"But Neville, she had stuff to preoccupy her mind. Running the D.A., the Carrows, her family in hiding, and getting crucioed, probably kept her mind off of it. I think that homework doesn't have the same effect. She's probably going through that fast all couples go through."

"Which is?" Neville was never one to know about that whole romantic thing.

"They can't do anything without each other. They need the other person by their side or they become practically a mental patient. Ginny must be an insomniac while going through it."

"I'm going to act like I know what that word means then move on with my day."

"It means she doesn't get any sleep." Neville nodded his head in understanding. "Let's hope this week flies by fast so she can get back to her normal state."


Ginny walked as fast as she could out of the common room. She knew she just said the most stupid thing she could have said in front of Hermione. The truth was that she couldn't stop thinking of Harry. She knew he meant what he said and that he'd never do such a thing to hurt her. But she also knew Romilda Vane meant what she said and that she'd do everything to hurt her. But Romilda couldn't do anything right now because she was at school with Ginny and no where near Harry. Plus Harry might be on the lookout now that Ginny warned him. But still why would she tell Ginny that she had a plan to steal her boyfriend?


"Ms. Weasley!" Professor Slughorn almost yelled at the poor girl who had her head on her desk and was subtly snoring. Ginny jolted up with her eyes wide. Did I fall asleep in class again? Ginny asked herself quietly. "Can you please answer the question?"

"Sure, Professor…um…er…Can you just repeat it?" Professor Slughorn's mouth curled into a small smirk.

"I asked if you could tell me what you smell when you sniff the love potion."

"Oh sorry, Professor," Ginny stepped up to the cauldron and sniffed twice, "Well, I smell grass of the Quidditch Pitch, the polish of broomsticks, and lemon shampoo."

"And do you know anyone who smells like that?" Ginny's thoughts reverted back to a certain black haired, green eyed boy. She nodded and sat back down.

"Ginny, meet me after class." Hermione whispered to her friend. Ginny had no idea what Hermione wanted to tell her but she knew that it would be either something that would lift her spirits or something that would be a complete waste of time.


"So, what is this all about Hermione?" Ginny asked after the class got dismissed.

"Ginny, is the reason you are acting strange is because of the love potion?"

"What about the love potion?"

"Well, don't take this the wrong way, but the love potion is supposed to smell like the person you love. You said that you knew someone who smelled like grass, broomsticks and lemon shampoo. Is that person someone who you don't love?"

"Can you clarify?"

"Is that person someone who you're not dating?"

"Hermione, I know only one person who smells like that, he smells like the Quidditch Pitch because he used to always play there, he smells like the polish of broomsticks because he was always stuck doing them after games, and he smells like lemon shampoo because that's the only brand he'll buy. Does any of those clues lead up to someone?" Hermione thought for a moment, always plays Quidditch, stuck polishing broomsticks after games, and uses lemon shampoo. AH-HA!

"HARRY!" Ginny nodded her head like it was obvious. "Well, if it's Harry, and that's what you want to hear, then why have you been acting so strange?"

"It's because he's all I think about these days. I can't sleep because I stay up all night wondering what he's doing at the moment. I can't pay attention in class because I remember him complaining about how pointless some of the lessons were. I can't play Quidditch right because he's not my captain anymore. Don't you see, he's miles away and he's being a complete distraction! Why the hell do I always think of him?"

"Well you are dating him."

"Way to be obvious, Hermione. I also dated him when I was fifteen and he never was a distraction from sleep, or class, or Quidditch or anything! Well, except maybe homework."

"Ginny, didn't you learn anything in that last potions lesson?"

"I was asleep for almost the entire class."

"Well, Slughorn said that the love potion can clear up who you really have feelings for. TRUE feelings. As in LOVE! You smelt Harry. Put two and two together."

"That means I'm completely in love with him?" Hermione nodded with a huge smile on her face. Ginny couldn't help but smile too. "So what's got you all happy?"

"Let's just say that the love potion had a particular familiar scent to it."

"Would that familiar scent be a specific blue eyed ginger?"

"Maybe." Hermione said looking in the distance.

"A certain blue eyed ginger known as one Ronald Weasley?" Hermione looked at Ginny with complete happiness. "I knew it! You two are in total goo-goo-ga-ga love!"

"SSH, Ginny, I don't want everyone to know! Anyway, you missed Romilda Vane go up before you."

"Oh really, by any chance do you know what she smelled?"

"Yes and you'll be quite pleased. She smelt daffodils, watermelons and freshly cleaned carpet."

"So, she had to face the bloody truth that she isn't in love with Harry?"

"Yes she did, and I think that she's going after another boy."

"Who?"

"Apparently, she met a muggle boy a couple of summers ago, said that he was sweet and gentile. And that she remembered exactly what he smelt like when he gave her a hug."

"Carpet, daffodils, and watermelons." Hermione nodded, "He sounds a little on the…um…fruity side."

"Thank Merlin; I'm not the only one who thinks so."

"So do you think that she'll stop gawking at Harry?"

"I think so." Great, that's all that Ginny wanted to hear.

A/N: Just a few more chapters and then I'll close off this story from my series. I renamed what the next part will be called, it will be called As Time Flies By, and it will be about their lives out of Hogwarts to probably getting engaged. Do you think that that's a good time frame? I need to bring Teddy back into this story, we haven't seen him in it in a while, maybe at Christams. That's all the spoilers I'm going to spill. Anyway I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Next one is coming soon! :D