Author's Note: I just wanted to start off this chapter by saying that when I decided to start writing a HP fanfic this is where I originally planned to start….but as I wrote it I realized there was WAY too much back story that I wanted to include and so I needed to back up before I could get to this point. So I am thrilled that I finally have made it to this point, 21 chapters later, and for that reason this chapter is feeling quite special to me. I hope you enjoy it as well.
It was mid-September, they had been back to school for two weeks. Ginny was currently snuggled into Harry's bed with him. A loud raucous thunderstorm had started up in the wee hours of the morning and rather than lying awake in her own bed she'd slipped into Harry's with him. She wasn't scared, just not a very heavy sleeper. Ginny was amazed at the capacity Harry had to sleep through the ear splitting cracks of thunder that were shaking the castle walls around them. She picked up her watch off the bedside table and peered at its face during the next flash of lightening; 4:45 it read, still too early to get up, especially on a Saturday morning. Ginny burrowed tighter into the circle of Harry's arms, feeling his chest steadily rising and falling against her back and closed her eyes. Her movement proved to rouse Harry, at least slightly.
"Gin, you okay?" He asked sleepily.
"Just having trouble sleeping," Ginny said, "The storm is too loud."
"Mmmm-kay," Harry mumbled. He ran his hand down her forearm searching for her hand under the covers. When he found it he raised it to his lips and kissed her palm. His lips moved to the nape of her neck and he kissed her there too before his breathing quickly returned to the steady rhythm of someone who was fast asleep.
Ginny smiled softly as she rolled onto her other side to face him. She studied his dark messy hair and the black fan of lashes spread beneath each of his closed eyes. His lips were slightly parted in sleep and his cheeks were lightly flushed. He was perfect and he was hers'; sometimes that still seemed unbelievable. She lightly traced the scar on his forehead with a finger before placing a gentle kiss there. The thunder and lightening seemed to have slowed for the moment, she hoped they would hold off long enough for her to fall back to sleep.
Harry woke with a start. The storm had run its course and suddenly it was too quiet. He was glad to see that Ginny was fast asleep though; the racket earlier had kept her awake. He smiled to himself as he thought about how perfect this moment felt. Outside he could hear the howling wind and the sheeting rain but he was warm in his bed with Ginny, his beautiful fiancé. They'd been back to school for two weeks and things couldn't have been going better; in fact, Harry was slightly worried that it was all too good to last.
Harry thought about everything as he lay there trying to fall back to sleep. It was still way too early to get out of bed on a Saturday morning.
His classes were all going well. He was finding them all interesting and he was keeping up with the coursework. Of course it helped that he, Ginny, Ron and Hermione sat in their study area together most evenings and got all their homework done together before moving on to other activities. Classes and homework seemed like far less of a chore than it had during his sixth year. He supposed that had a lot to do with all that happened and how lucky he felt just to be back here this year getting the opportunity to finish his education.
The Defense class that he was teaching was going well too. He was more than impressed with all his students. His biggest fear when he'd agreed to teach the class was that he wouldn't be accepted by his peers as a real teacher. But so far that fear was completely unfounded. They were attentive and hardworking. Harry had gotten the list of topics on the Defense NEWTs from McGonagall and promised the class that for every two topics they covered they could suggest one of their own. He was impressed by how challenging the topics they had chosen so far were.
His auror training was also going well; in fact Harry loved auror training. After their first lesson Noah had definitely upped the ante as far as the mental part of the lessons were concerned. A few times he'd even owled Harry to ask how much he knew about a certain topic ahead of time. After just two short weeks Harry and Noah could see the difference the physical training was making. Harry was already able to run faster and longer without getting winded as quickly. They were alternating fencing with some strength training exercises that Harry failed to enjoy as much as the fencing. Noah had only been unable to make one lesson. On that day Katherine had turned up to train him. She'd gone through the mental part of the lesson that Noah had laid out for her before moving onto the physical part. At the end of the lesson Harry wasn't nearly as tired as he was after his lessons with Noah, but Katherine looked ready to pass out. Harry was glad when Noah turned up again for the following lesson; partly because Noah was a better trainer, but also because Ginny had not been overjoyed by the idea of Harry training with Katherine.
His duties as Head Boy were going fine too. Hermione was more than happy to take the lead in that area and he just did whatever she asked of him. He and Ginny had started taking the latest patrol together and it was the time they used to talk and catch up with each other at the end of everyday. They had scheduled the first Hogsmeade trip for next weekend and Harry was looking forward to it immensely. Additionally, the four of them had been working on plans for a Halloween Costume Ball in the hopes that they would be able to convince Headmistress McGonagall that it would be a good idea.
They had held their Quidditch team tryouts the weekend before. The team remained largely unchanged from his sixth year. He was seeker, Ron was keeper, Peakes and Coote were beaters and Ginny and Demelza were chasers. The only difference was that Dean was now their third chaser replacing Katie Bell since she had graduated. Harry and Ginny had disagreed on whether or not to give Dean the position. Harry wanted him because of the chasers that had tried out he was best after Ginny and Demelza. Ginny had not wanted him due to the trouble he'd given them recently regarding their relationship. Harry swore that Dean would not present a problem again since they'd talked but Ginny wasn't convinced. The very fact that someone she had been so close to at one point could treat her like that unnerved her. In the end Harry talked her into it, saying that if Dean became a problem again they could cut him from the team. They had started team practices immediately. Harry and Ginny both desperately wanted to win the cup this year.
Harry checked the time on Ginny's wristwatch which was conveniently lying on his night stand. It was only quarter to seven, still too early to get out of bed. Harry studied Ginny as she slept. Her long fiery hair was fanned out over her shoulders and the pillow. Harry brushed a stray lock of it away from her face. Her pale freckled skin was radiant in this light and he longed to kiss every inch of it. But that would probably wake her and she looked far too peaceful for that. She was so beautiful and for about the zillionth time he thought, "I am so lucky." He kissed her forehead lightly before snuggling closer to her and closing his eyes again. Maybe this time he'd fall back to sleep.
It was going on eight thirty when Hermione finally decided to get out of bed. She had not slept well the night before due to the storm. After a quick shower she dressed and knocked on Ginny's door hoping that they could have breakfast together and talk. When Ginny did not answer Hermione opened the door a crack and peered in. The bed was rumpled, but empty. Thinking that maybe Ginny was already up and had gone to wake up Harry she opened the panel between the dorms and stopped outside Harry's bedroom. The door was open just a crack; pushing it open further she could see Harry and Ginny curled together in Harry's bed. Quickly she pulled the door mostly shut again. As much as it irritated her that they could get into each other's bedrooms when she and Ron couldn't; she couldn't help but smile over the scene she'd stumbled upon. It made her happy to see them so in love; they were so sweet. She loved both of them as if they were her own siblings and it pleased her to no end to see them both so happy.
Later at breakfast Hermione surreptitiously watched Harry and Ginny, after finding them in bed together earlier she'd begun to wonder if they were sleeping together after all. Ginny had told her that they planned to wait until their wedding night, but maybe things had progressed and those plans had been left behind. Harry was eating his eggs with one hand and holding hands under the table with Ginny with the other while together they studied some Quidditch notes on the table between them. Ginny appeared to be only half as involved in the notes as Harry; she kept looking up to study him in his concentrated state and smiling softly over him.
"Harry, Ginny," Headmistress McGonagall said as she approached their table, "I know you have the pitch reserved for practice this morning but due to the weather I'm going to suggest that you cancel it for now. Perhaps later in the day the weather will be more cooperative."
Mournfully the two nodded at her then turned to one another. "We could hold a team meeting to discuss tactics, strategies and plays," Ginny suggested, "Then this morning won't be a complete loss. We could hold it in our head dorms."
"Nah," Harry said, "Those kinds of meetings are worthless. When there is no hope of getting on a broom at the end of the team meeting no one really listens. At least I used to struggle with it."
"I'm sure we could make them listen," Ginny said as she eyed her wand on the table beside their notes.
"I'd rather they listen on their own then because we threatened them," Harry said with a smirk.
Ginny shrugged and said, "So what are we going to do this morning then?"
"I was hoping that Ron and Hermione could help me with something," Harry said, glancing across at them.
"What about me?" Ginny asked.
"You're off the hook," Harry said, "Go find Luna or knit or read a book or something."
"I'm off the hook." Ginny repeated, an annoyed edge to her voice, "It's like that, is it?"
Harry looked blank and asked, "Like what?"
"The three amigos are back together," Ginny said angrily, "And I'm just not good enough. I thought now that we're engaged I'd be allowed to participate in whatever it is that you three are always up to, but I guess not."
Ginny had risen from the table and was hurrying toward the entrance hall. "Ginny," Harry called after her but she didn't even slow down. He made an effort to chase after her but stumbled as he turned to rise and by that time she was already out of the Hall. Turning back to Ron and Hermione he asked, "What just happened? I am not leaving her out; I need your help with something that is a surprise for her. Should I go after her?"
Hermione shook her head and said, "Give her a little time to cool off before you go talk to her. She is bound to be embarrassed that she jumped to conclusions. What can we help you with?"
Blushing slightly he said, "As you both know Ginny and I will still be in school when we get married. Ginny was worried that we'd have to spend our wedding night in her old bedroom at The Burrow with everyone listening in…you know…to our first time. We are going to go on a honeymoon but not until after Christmas is over. Technically I do have a house but it needs some work before Ginny and I can live it in. I was hoping that you two would help me get it ready. You can't tell Ginny what we are doing; I want it to be a surprise. What do you say?"
"You're going to fix up Grimmauld Place for the two of you to live in?" Ron asked.
"For now, yeah," Harry said, "I think someday when we are ready to start a family I'll want to buy our own house; but if we remodel it why couldn't we live there for now?"
Hermione beamed at him and said, "I'll help. Harry, that is so romantic."
Harry blushed again and said, "I'm not trying to be romantic, I'm just being practical."
"Still," Hermione said approvingly.
"I'll help too, but that sounds like a lot of work, mate," Ron said.
"Well, maybe not as much as you'd think. Kingsley put me in touch with some wizards who are repairing the damage done by the death eaters and working to remove the majority of the leftover Black Family possessions. Kreacher is my go between, but I do need to go visit soon and see how things are coming along. What I need your help with more than anything is plans for the remodel. I want the house to feel like home for not just me, but Ginny too. I am rubbish with that sort of thing. I want you to help me plan the room layouts, colors, fabrics, everything. What do you think?"
"Can all of this be finished before the wedding?" Hermione asked.
"I'm paying extra to ensure that it does," Harry said, "Please?"
"Of course," Hermione said.
"I'm sure I'm not much better than you with that sort of thing, but yeah, I'm in," Ron agreed.
"I'll talk to McGonagall and see if she'll let us apparate there later to have a look around," Harry said, "But first I need to go talk to Ginny."
Ginny slammed the door to her and Hermione's suite behind her as she entered and rushed toward her bedroom. She slammed her bedroom door as well before throwing herself onto her bed to fume. She couldn't believe after all this time and the amazing summer she and Harry had shared that he still didn't trust her to be part of his inner circle. Deep down she still knew that she was most important, he loved her and wanted to marry her; but he still trusted Ron and Hermione to help him more than her, and that hurt. It just didn't make sense to her. They had talked about everything over the summer; she was sure that they knew each other better than anyone. How could he have some secret plan in the works that she wasn't a part of?
The longer she sat and thought it over the more her anger receded and sadness took its place. It wasn't that she didn't want Ron and Hermione to be Harry's friends anymore; that would be mental and not even possible. It was that she didn't want to be excluded. Maybe if he'd explained to her what he wanted their help with she would have understood and not felt excluded. Suddenly she realized that rushing out of the Hall like she had, had deprived Harry of a chance to explain to her. At that moment she'd been so angry that all she could think about was getting away from there and preventing making a bigger scene than they already were.
"Ginny," she heard him call outside her door, "Can I talk to you?"
She flicked her wand at the door and it opened, allowing Harry in. He carefully walked around her bed to kneel on the floor in front of where she sat. As she looked at him her anger flared again but she held her tongue, waiting for him to speak first.
"I don't understand what happened back there," Harry said as he tried to take her hand in his own.
"Don't you Harry? I thought things were different this year but here we are again. You choosing your friends over me; leaving me out," Ginny said furiously as she pulled her hand away from his grasp.
"Ginny," Harry began, "That's not what happened. You have to let me explain. You left the Hall before I could even say one word in my defense. Things are different this year. I didn't ask for your help because I was asking them to help me with a surprise for you."
"That is beside the point…" Ginny began, "Wait, what?"
Harry smiled at how utter impossible she was being. It was both infuriating and irresistible. He loved the way her eyes flared and her skin reddened. "If you were listening to me instead of being angry you might have heard me say that I was asking them to help me with a surprise I'm working on for you," Harry said.
"Really?" Ginny asked with a gleeful expression on her face, "Wait, why are you smiling? I just got angry and yelled at you over something nice you are doing for me. I'm such an idiot."
"You're not an idiot," Harry grinned as he moved to sit beside her on the bed, "You know how irresistible I find you when you're angry. I don't love that you got bent out of shape at me but I love seeing you like this."
"So if you, Ron and Hermione were trying to save the Sorcerer's Stone from an evil lord…" Ginny asked.
"Your help would be requested and appreciated," Harry said.
"And if some silly first year was being possessed by a diary and you were rescuing her…" Ginny said.
"I'd want your help," Harry said.
"And if…" Ginny said.
"Shhhhhh," Harry whispered as he moved in to kiss her. After a long kiss he pulled away and added, "You are always welcome, except when they are helping me with something for you."
"Okay," Ginny whispered before closing the gap between their lips again.
Ten minutes later when Hermione popped her head into Ginny's bedroom it was to find that Harry was shirtless and Ginny wasn't far behind. "At least shut the door if you two are going to do that," Hermione said. She turned her back as they straightened themselves out and continued, "Harry, did you talk to McGonagall?"
"No, that was my next stop," Harry said. He ran a hand through his hair and turned to Ginny, "Are we okay?"
"Yes," Ginny said, "I'm sorry. I will let you explain next time before I stomp off in a snit."
"Thank you," Harry said as he leaned in for one more kiss.
When Harry left to head to the Headmistress' office, Hermione stepped into the room and sat down on the bed, "Can we talk?" Ginny nodded and Hermione said, "Are you and Harry still waiting until you get married to make love?"
"Yes," Ginny asked, "Why?"
"I saw you and Harry in bed this morning and I just wondered," Hermione asked.
"I went in there just to sleep in the middle of the night when the storm started up. It was so loud and I couldn't sleep. Even if I had gone in there to fool around Harry slept like a log," Ginny said, "It was just sleeping."
"I couldn't sleep either," Hermione said, "I read a book for awhile. I wish I could have climbed in with Ron; that would have been nice. I still don't understand why you and Harry can get into each others' rooms but we can't."
"It's a charm that McGonagall put on every dorm room in the entire castle. Girls can't get into boys room and vice versa," Ginny said.
"I understand that, but why are you and Harry the exception?" Hermione asked.
"What makes us different than everyone else?" Ginny asked, leading her.
"You're engaged?" Hermione guessed.
"That is part of it," Ginny confirmed, "But there is more."
Hermione thought for a few minutes before saying, "I don't know. If McGonagall set the charm then there shouldn't be any exceptions…unless she set it up that way."
Ginny grinned at her, "You are too smart. McGonagall told Harry that she set up our doors with a loophole. Since we are engaged and so close to our wedding she built in a loophole that would let us into each others room but only if the charm could sense that our intention was not to use the room for illicit purposes."
"So as long as the charm could detect that you didn't intend to make love in there you could get in," Hermione said, "That is really clever and I guess you two really are serious about not making love until the wedding night."
"Yep," Ginny said.
Hermione was quiet for a bit before saying, "I think you and Harry's engagement and your resolve to wait until your wedding night has put some undue stress on Ron."
"What do you mean," Ginny asked.
"Well, as you know, Ron and I have already done...that," Hermione said, "I think he is feeling like he should make an honest woman of me or something. I think even if we hadn't made love yet he would be feeling some pressure to propose to me just because you two are and he thinks that is what I want or expect too."
"I gather you don't want to get engaged yet though," Ginny said.
"I don't know," Hermione said, "I mean, I love him; if I'm being truly honest with myself, I've loved him since I was eleven years old. I do want to marry him someday but not yet."
"Does Ron know that?" Ginny asked.
"No, we haven't talked about it," Hermione said.
"Maybe if you told him how you felt it would take some of the pressure off," Ginny suggested.
"Maybe, or it would break his heart that I'm not as ready to get married as he is," Hermione said.
"Why don't you want to get married yet?" Ginny asked.
"I'm still in school," Hermione said, "I always imagined that after I'd graduated and spent a year or two working at the Ministry then we'd get married."
"Why then?" Ginny asked.
"I always wanted to be career women, you know, make it on my own before settling down," Hermione explained.
"You can't make it as a career woman while also being married?" Ginny asked.
"I'm not trying to demean you and Harry's decision to get married now," Hermione said, "For you it is right. I just know that isn't what I want yet. I do want it someday and I want it with Ron."
"If he proposed now would you say yes and have a long engagement or would you say no because you felt like it was too soon," Ginny asked.
"I don't know," Hermione said, a crease appearing between her eyes.
"You are thinking too much," Ginny said, "If Ron took you for a romantic walk by the lake tomorrow and got down on one knee and asked, 'Hermione will you marry me?' What would you say?"
"Yes," Hermione said at once.
"Maybe you aren't as opposed as you think," Ginny said, "But if you really feel so strongly about your timeline for engagement and marriage you should discuss it with Ron. It is only fair to him, especially if you think he is moving in that direction."
"Thanks Ginny," Hermione said, "I really needed to hear that."
Harry returned to the room few minutes later and popped his head into the room saying, "Hermione, she said we could floo from her office so we don't have to walk out to the gates to apparate in the rain. Do you have time to go now?"
"Sure," Hermione said, "Ginny, you okay?"
"Sure, I'll go find Luna," Ginny said.
"Do you know where Ron is?" Harry asked Hermione.
"He said he was going to the Gryffindor common room to try and get a chess game going with someone," Hermione said.
Half an hour later the three of them flooed into the kitchen of Grimmauld Place. Kreacher immediately descended upon them, offering them tea and biscuits.
"Thank you Kreacher," Harry said, "We came to look at the progress in the house; will you show us around?"
Kreacher bowed low and said, "Would be my pleasure, Master." He led them around the main floor of the house. The signs of damage that the death eaters had inflicted were minimal now and the Black possessions were slowly being stripped from the house. Most noticeably the portrait of Sirius' mother was gone. Harry was impressed that they had figured out how to get rid of it. One of the biggest changes on the main floor was the extra windows being installed to let more light into the dark house.
Hermione stayed behind on the first floor to make some notes and drawings for them to work from back at school while Ron and Harry moved up a floor to see the bedrooms on that floor.
"Which room are you and Ginny going to use?" Ron asked as they peered into another gutted bedroom.
"I think this one," Harry said as he motioned to a large bedroom at the end of the hall, "It is the master bedroom and has an attached bathroom."
"I thought for sure you would pick Sirius' old bedroom," Ron said.
"If I was moving in here alone I would pick that room," Harry said, "It is the only room in the house that I can't bear to change; but Ginny wouldn't be comfortable in that room. We need a room of our own."
"I still can't believe that you are marrying my sister in just a few short months,' Ron said, "Makes me think about when I'll get married."
"Yeah?" Harry asked, "When do you think that might be?"
Ron was quiet for a while before saying, "I don't know. I would love to propose to Hermione today, I want to spend the rest of my life with her; but I know I don't have the money to support her right now."
"I don't think money matters to Hermione," Harry said, "Couldn't you propose now but wait to get married until you do have money to support her?"
"That could be years," Ron said, "Besides, I feel like I should make an honest woman out of her, you know."
"You know that Hermione wants to work at the Ministry," Harry said, "Maybe both of you can work on saving money for someday when you are married."
"Maybe," Ron considered, "But even if we did that I don't have money to buy her an engagement ring."
"You know I would loan you the money if you wanted," Harry said.
"Harry, I can't propose to Hermione with a ring that I paid for with your money," Ron said.
"It's not like you wouldn't pay me back," Harry said.
"I know, but I would always know," Ron said, "I'd rather do it on my own."
"I know," Harry said, "I just thought I'd offer. You could find a jewelry store to sell you one on credit and you could make monthly payments."
"I don't make any money to make monthly payments with," Ron said.
"Talk to George and Percy," Harry suggested, "Maybe they could use you as kind of an on location sales person to sell Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes to students or something."
"Hey," Ron said, "That's a great idea."
What Ron and Harry failed to notice was Hermione standing just out of sight on the stairs listening to their conversation. She vowed that she and Ron would discuss their future tonight. They both deserved to understand where the other stood on the issue.
When they left Grimmauld Place an hour and a half later Hermione had a huge stack of paper and was already bubbling with ideas, "I think the kitchen should be really bright and cheerful and the master bedroom should be very sophisticated and grown-up and kind of classically beautiful."
"Just write down all your ideas and we will meet soon and you can tell me all about them. Once we make final decisions I'll talk to the wizards working on the house and Kreacher and make sure they know what I want," Harry said, "Just make sure you keep it a secret from Ginny."
"No problem," Hermione said.
That night after dinner rather than returning to the head dorms or visiting the Gryffindor common room Hermione dragged Ron up to the astronomy tower, on loan from Harry and Ginny, to talk. Together they stood on the balcony looking out over the rain washed grounds in silence. Ron put an arm around Hermione's shoulders and asked, "Are you going to tell me why you brought me up here? Or should I assume that we're here to fool around in a new and exciting venue?"
"I wanted to talk about our future," Hermione said.
"What do you mean?" Ron asked.
"I get the impression that you are anxious to follow in Harry and Ginny's footsteps," Hermione said, "And I wanted to make sure we were on the same page."
"What are you saying; you don't want to marry me?" Ron asked.
"No, that isn't what I'm saying at all," Hermione said as she ran her hand down his arm and twined her fingers with his, "More than anything I want to be your wife someday; but I want a little time to just be me first."
"What does that mean, just be you?" Ron asked.
"I want to get a job and live in a crappy little apartment in London and have some time to be on my own outside of school before settling down," Hermione said, "As much as I want to marry you someday I know that I will regret not taking some time to know that I can make it on my own in the world."
"Why do you need to make it on your own in the world?" Ron asked.
"I think it is the muggle part of me coming through." Hermione said, "In the muggle world people don't get married so young. They go away to university when school is done and then they get a job in the real world and for the most part they don't even consider getting married and settling down until after they have been out in the workforce for at a little while at least."
"Harry grew up in the muggle world and he doesn't need time to make it on his own," Ron said.
"I know but Harry is different. He has already accomplished so much in life," Hermione explained, "And the thing he wants the most is a family. He grew up without his parents, with his horrible muggle relatives; marrying Ginny means he'll have a new family with her and finally be part of your family like he's always wanted."
"I guess," Ron said dejectedly.
"I feel like you are not getting what I'm asking for,' Hermione said, "I'm not saying I don't want to marry you, I just want a little time before we get married." She pulled him close and wrapped her arms around his waist. She looked up into his beautiful eyes and whispered, "I love you, so much. I dream about being married to you someday and having a family of lovely red-headed children of our own; I do. If it would made you feel better we could get engaged soon and then have a long engagement."
"I love you too, Hermione," Ron said softly, "I want you to be happy; so if you need some time I respect that. I guess it gives me time to get a job and make some money to support you with."
"You know, I'll be making money too," Hermione said.
"Doesn't the husband usually make the money?" Ron asked.
"In your household he did," Hermione said, "In the muggle world there are a lot of households where both the husband and wife work."
"Who watches the children?" Ron asked.
"Babysitters," Hermione said, "We don't need to figure out everything tonight; I just wanted to make sure we were on the same page."
"How about this page," Ron whispered, as he disengaged from her and took her hand in his own. He carefully slid a tiny golden band onto her left hand and said, "Taking a page out of Harry's book…this is a promise ring. I promise that I will propose to you someday when I have money to buy you the ring you deserve and you've had some of the time you want."
"Oh, Ron," Hermione breathed, tears filling her eyes, "I promise that I am yours and when someday comes I will say yes."
"I know this isn't as fancy as the ring Harry gave Ginny but this belonged to my Mum. My Dad gave it to her when they were dating," Ron said, "Mum took me aside before we came back to school and gave it to me, just in case. I've been carrying it around in my pocket ever since, just waiting for the right moment."
"It is perfect," Hermione whispered, "Thank you."
"Just like you," Ron said as he leaned down to capture her lips with his own.
Author's Note: A HUGE thank you to Terraferme for editing/betaing this chapter for me and catching all my errors – you rock!!
Thanks for reading, please take the time to review. I love to hear how I'm doing and hear suggestions from all of you. I did do a time jump but not a huge one. I have been waiting to write this chapter for a long time. The next time jump will be more significant – probably I will jump to Halloween. I have had several people ask recently when I was going to focus on Ron and Hermione's relationship. I hope this chapter fulfills that. The thing is that my story is mainly about Harry and Ginny – I even say that in the summary. I'm not planning to focus on them as much as Harry and Ginny but I will give an update on their relationship every now and then – I hope that helps. Thanks for reading!! Best, Tinkerbell