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Harry and Ginny had wandered back to the large group of young adults hand in hand. Harry could see the odd looks sent their way. It was also hard not to notice the sheepish looks on the girl's faces. Hermione just beamed at them.
It was Lavender who was the first to apologise when they took a seat, Harry keeping his hand in Ginny's. "I'm sorry Ginny. You're a really good actress. Blaize looked like he was so in love with you, well after Harry being so in love with you, I suppose I was a little jealous at how guys fall all over themselves for you."
Ginny just nodded at her. "It's alright. It was sort of the idea that you believed it." She half mumbled. While Ginny's comment about Blaize wanting it to be real played over in Harry's head making him wonder just how into Ginny Blaize was? He had saved her life.
"We're sorry too." The Patel Twins chimed in together.
"Well that's now sorted." George nodded, smiling at Harry and Ginny's hand holding. "You're going to have to let her go for a few moments mate. You, Lee and I have some planning to do." He declared getting up.
Lee stood as well glancing at Katie who seemed to be in a deep conversation with Dean. Harry couldn't help but feel that Lee was worried if he left her he might just arrive back to find her snogging Dean but followed George along with Harry who had given Ginny a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving her. Which had been followed by a round of sighing from the girls present and glow of red in Ginny's cheeks which Harry was pretty sure was mirrored in his own.
He couldn't help but hear Pavati asking. "So have you two still been together this whole year?"
George led them up to his room where he shut the door and shook his head. "Girls." He grunted. "I don't think I'll ever get them."
Harry just nodded, while Lee turned slightly red. "I wish I could get them. I can't tell if Katie's interested or not. I feel like we've been dancing around each other for years."
"Probably because you have been." George rolled his eyes at his friend.
"Yeah, because you and Angelina are so different." Lee came back at his best mate.
Harry knew his eyebrows raised. "You and Angelina? Didn't she go with Fred to the Yule Ball?"
"Touchy subject mate." Lee half coughed into his hand.
George just nodded at Harry. "Bet you didn't realise we also had the same taste in women?" He asked him. "Not that Fred ever knew I fancied her. Anyway she never got over Fred she used to come into the shop to talk to him all the time."
"And to look at you I reckon." Lee coughed again.
"Whatever." George mumbled pulling out some parchment that had a lot of writing on.
"She can't take her eyes off you whenever she sees you since the battle." Lee retorted.
"Ever think she might just be looking at a one eared Fred wishing he was still alive?" George asked, looking down at the piece of parchment in his hand. "This is what I've got so far, some stories about Fred etc. when we were younger. I sort of thought you two could do a lot of the school stuff, Harry the Quidditch etc. Then I'll do the shop things, and what we were doing during the war."
Harry nodded as they sat down to talk about Fred's funeral. He couldn't help but thinking that George was putting more time into thinking about Angelina and if there was any chance for them than he wanted to admit. George clearly liked her, but seemed to think it was Fred she had only been interested in. But Lee had been right even Harry had noticed her looking constantly at George.
There had been an awkward moment for Lee and Harry when George had pretty much crossed out everything he had written and then broke down. Harry and Lee had each place a hand on George shoulder while looking at each other uncomfortably. But they had gotten there in the end each of them having a good idea where they were heading with what they wanted to say.
On rejoining the group outside, Harry couldn't help but notice that Katie was still talking to Dean. At least Seamus had joined them somewhere along the way. But it didn't seem to stop the murderous look Lee shot at Dean.
Ginny had half smiled up at him, as he sat next to her again, while Harry also noticed that George sat on his own a little, hands around a butterbeer as if he was using it as half a shield.
"Is he alright?" Ginny asked with a whisper in Harry's ear.
Harry shook his head. "Probably not, but how do you work out what you want to say at Fred's funeral. If I'm finding it hard I hate to think what he's going through."
She just nodded at him, and once again her hand found his, giving it a quick squeeze before she laced her fingers through his, rubbing her thumb back and forth across his slowly. Harry was pleased for the comfort. For the knowledge that they were here together, he leaned towards her, turning his head so that he could almost feel the heat coming off her neck onto his lips before whispering in her ear. "We are back together now aren't we?"
He pulled back a bit, and watched in almost wonder as Ginny's eyes went wide and she turned throwing her arms around him. "Yes, you twit. Don't try and get out of it now."
Harry in his moment of shook went to pull her into himself, but realised that she was already crushing his bruised ribs. So placing his hands on her waist he pushed her back off him, with a slight grimace to the face. "Don't take this the wrong way, but you can't be throwing yourself at me just yet."
There was a slight giggle from some of the people who had been watching them, while Ginny turned a classic Weasley red in the cheeks. "I'm sorry." She mumbled. "I sort of forgot you're injured."
Harry just leaned forward again, brushing his lips to her neck whispering for only her to hear. "Believe me I'm getting sick of it as well. I can't wait to hold you in my arms again."
The conversation outside continued for another 30mins before people started to leave. Harry noticed that Angelina had at some stage moved herself to sit next to George. They weren't talking much, but Harry hoped having her there helped George. But wondered just how much George liked her. If it was anything like what he felt for Ginny, well it must be pretty gutting to be thinking that she was probably mourning for your brother.
Harry felt as he lay in bed that night that he sorted one thing out, and other things turned up. All the family had been there for dinner that night again including Audrey who Harry thought probably fitted into the family better than Percy, and Molly was now sorting out places for people to stay, and everything else to do with the Funeral. Harry had been surprised when Arthur pointed out that no one outside of the family could stay at the burrow, due to safety issues. Harry had gone to complain, before being kicked in the leg by Hermione and Arthur at the same time, only to be told by Ginny later her father hadn't wanted extra guests in the house. It was hard enough for Molly now as it was.
Kingsley had dropped by with some notes and a few things they had been working out at the ministry. Well Kingsley and the two high level Auror's they had been talking to the other day. It had been decided that knowledge of the Horcruxes should be buried in a file. This even after Harry, Ron and Hermione had decided to hold back any information on the Deathly Hallows. After all, Harry had lost the stone, and he still fully planned on returning the elder wand back to Dumbledore's grave. Something he would have done straight away if he hadn't been moved to the ministry while he slept. The cape, well Harry figured it had been in his family for so long, and Dumbledore had seemed to be the only one to work out what it was, it wasn't going to hurt anyone to keep it. Even though he doubted he would let his kids have it when they attended Hogwarts. It may have saved Harry's life a lot, but even he could also see the trouble it had helped get him into over the years.
One thing was for sure though he was glad that he was under house arrest with Ginny. He smiled to himself as he thought of her, and the snog they had shared out by the pond. He hadn't been lying when he said he wanted his bruised chest to heal fast. He couldn't think of any place he would rather be than having her in his arms again. It was on these thoughts he found himself drifting off to sleep, thinking about how it would be nice just to spend a long summer at the burrow, just hanging out with Ginny and his best mates.
Harry woke to a scream, and then another one with the distinct sound of his name being called out. He was out of bed in a second glad he had put pajamas on that night and running down the stairs. He could hear doors opening and shutting above him, but he was the first to reach Ginny's room, opening the door, his heart broke slightly at the sight of her thrashing around on the bed. She was moaning, and saying. "No, it can't be…..no…"
Dashing into the room without a thought he grabbed her arms, holding them down above her head. "Gin, wake up. It's me, I'm right here."
When she continued to thrash against his hold on her, clearly not waking up, he held her arms tighter, and without thinking too much about it kissed her full on the mouth. Ginny stopped fighting him straight away kissing back with an intensity Harry had never experienced from her before, he found himself letting go of her hands in surprise but continued to kiss her, placing his now free hands on the sides of her face. Ginny's arms snaked around him, pulling him in tightly while she moaned into his mouth.
There were coughing noises behind them while Harry suddenly felt sharp pain returning to his chest. Pulling away from her slowly and using his hands to unwind her arms from him, he was most surprised to see that her eyes were still closed and she sighed contently before rolling on to her side, and looking like she was in a deep sleep, with a half smile on her face.
He stood up still slightly confused, and a little embarrassed to face the stunned looks of Molly, Hermione, Charlie, George and Arthur.
"Well that's a move we didn't try before." Charlie commented.
"She looks very happy with herself." George snorted looking with his head turned to the side at his baby sister.
"I knew I should have made her drink some more of that sleeping potion." Hermione commented, but half shrugged her shoulders. "Even though Harry you sure you didn't put some on your lips, you know before kissing her?"
George slapped Hermione on the shoulder, and cracking up. "Good one, we know how to drug her in the future."
"That's enough all of you off to bed." Molly stated, still looking not looking at Harry in the face as she walked in, and tucked Ginny's blankets around her and sighed.
Harry hoping for a quick exist and to curl up in bed and die of embarrassment tried to sneak out of the room while Molly was leaning over her daughter only to hear Arthur clear his throat.
"A word please Harry?"
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