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Harry smiled, followed her and shut the door. Turning around he was surprised when she pretty much attacked him with a full on snog. But soon didn't care about where they were. It wasn't like anyone could walk in with them against the door.
He allowed himself to relax into the kiss, pulling her closer and almost groaned when he felt her tongue push open his mouth. He wasn't sure how long they kissed for, as hands roamed the outside of their robes. Harry was starting to think about what a pain their dress robes were compared to muggle clothes when Ginny broke away from the kiss and buried her head into his shoulder.
It wasn't until about a minute later he heard her sniffling that he realised everything wasn't alright.
"Hey, hey, what's wrong?" He questioned running a hand over her head and holding her tighter.
Ginny just shook her head and nestled into his chest a little more. "It's stupid."
Harry sighed. "If it's making you cry it's not stupid Gin."
Ginny pulled away and tried to smile, but it looked a little more like a grimace. "I'm being such a sap." She wiped her eyes and took Harry's hand walking over to take one of the chairs at the dining room table. Taking one she pointed for Harry to take the one next to her.
"You're not a sap Gin." Harry said sitting down and taking both her hands in his.
"Yes I am. I'm crying over all the girls who want you, feeling jealous, because I couldn't even stand by you today and show the world you were taken, then the worst thing of all, my brothers reminding me that I was like them at a one stage." She sighed and shook her head. "I feel stupid and emotional, about silly things."
"I like the stories about you thinking about me when you were little. It's sweet, and cute." Harry told her, finding himself not that uncomfortable with the tears. She had only cried a few times in the last week and well Harry was pretty sure Hermione had cried more than that, after all everyone had been through. He imagined he had even shed as many tears as Ginny. He wasn't sure if he had grown up, or just that he was so sure of where he stood with Ginny that her tears didn't scare him like Cho Chang's had when he was 15.
Ginny shook her head and smiled slightly. "It makes me feel like I'm just like them, all those girls in your fan club."
Harry couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Right, because they really know me. They've fought evil alongside me, because they took me back after almost a year when I left you not even knowing if I was alive half the time."
Ginny shrugged her shoulders. "Yeah, I have to be nuts for still wanting you after that." She took a deep breath. "I have to admit I'm still a little overwhelmed about how rich you are. Then to be surrounded half the day by girls who wish they were me, not that they're sure there is a me in the picture. Just rumors, I couldn't tell if the whispers everywhere I went were about the fact we might be a thing or about me turning my back on the cause and pretending to date Blaise during the war."
Harry nodded. "It's been a big day." He had to agree. "But I'm starting to see now that you are a very good actress. I thought the point of us not being seen together today was because no one knew about us yet."
Ginny scoffed slightly. "Yeah, because there aren't enough people around that have seen us together at my brother's service, Colin's and at the Tonkes. Today was about not giving the prophet and witch magazines pictures to play with."
"Hey, I'm a guy. I don't pick up on that sort of things. I just spent the day meeting people who were officials or being shielded from young witches. When all I really wanted to do was be by your side, showing guys like Blaise that look you up and down that your mine." Harry tried to explain his feelings of the afternoon.
Ginny nodded looking up at him. "So I suppose we should have told your future boss to stuff it this morning?"
Harry smiled. "Well I'm not sure what that would have done for my future job prospects. But yeah, I don't mind telling the world I'm off the market as far as girls go. Especially if it will stop them chasing me."
Ginny sighed again, making Harry wonder just what she was thinking now. She looked at him. "I suppose I'm just going to have to get used to people looking at me as well then. I never wanted the fame. I just wanted you."
Harry smiled warmed by the fact he knew it was true. Maybe not when she was young, but now all these years later he was sure. "I know that. You've known me long enough now to know the real me. Warts and all." He tried to joke. Then brought her hands up and kissed the back of each one, glancing at his watch at the same time. "Blow, it I have to get changed. I'm not going to St Mungo's in dress robes. Are you going to come with George and I?"
Ginny shook her head. "No you go. She probably doesn't need that many people in there. Lee, Katie and Alicia were all going in this afternoon as well. I'm just going to have a rest, if Hermione's not fussing too much in our room."
Harry nodded. He wasn't that sure if he wanted to go in anymore, and thought a snooze on the couch with Ginny sounded much better. But he did want to see Angelina was alright, and they organized an extra Auror so he could go. Standing up he commented. "Wish I could hang with you, but I wanted to go and Kingsley's made it possible so I better."
Ginny nodded. "Yeah, I think I'll just get changed as well, put on some track pants and lie down with a book if I can find one and forget the world for a while."
"Yeah, well I think you'll have to ask Hermione for a book. I can't imagine you'll find much interesting around here, unless you want to read something dark?" Harry half joked. He wondered what the other town house he owned in London was like. He was sure it wouldn't have such a horrible history as Grimald place did. He also knew at some stage over the next few days he was going to have to sit down and look at all the paper work Gringotts had given him and actually make some decisions. But then he was also returning to school now so maybe he didn't. He realised now that there really was something to the old muggle saying 'Ignorance is bliss.'
An hour later he flooed with George and two Auror's straight into St Mungo's chief healers office. Then slipped on his invisibility cloak under instruction as they didn't want to spend the next few hours watching Harry have to meet just about everyone in the hospital. Harry couldn't have agreed more he hated to think about just how many people he had met since the battle, and he doubted he couldn't even remember 10% of their names.
The Auror's stayed out in the hall after giving Angelina's room a once over. Making everyone but her step out for a few moments, while George had to explain to Angelina's parents that 'no she wasn't danger here' as Mrs. Johnston panicked at the sight of the Auror's. But everything was understood when they all piled back in and Harry pulled off the invisibility Cloak.
"Sorry." Harry half muttered. "I hate this not being able to go anywhere."
George had looked at Harry grumbling. "Yeah, well I've somehow fallen into being guarded as well. Hey babe." He finished by taking Angelina's hand, kissing her on the cheek and plonking himself down on the edge of her bed facing her.
Harry got to stand back for a few moments while Angelina's parents, Lee, Katie and Alicia all questioned what, when and how that had happened. Not really getting too many answers as Angelina and George half seemed in their own little world smiling at each other, a little nervously. But also clearly amused by the comments of finally and the wonder of Angelina's parents.
"So when do you get to escape this place?" Harry asked Angelina once everything had been answered and George had made everyone promise not to mention him sneaking out of the safe house they were in.
"Tomorrow if my lungs keep responding to the potions like they have been." She told Harry. "But I'll have to take it easy for a while."
"Quite a while." Freda Johnston stated. "You need to be looked after."
Angelina looked at her Mother unimpressed. Harry imagined it was the same expression he held when grumbling about being guarded or watched. "And you need to work. The ministry needs you and Dad."
"You're more important." Freda stated like work was nothing.
"She'll be fine at our flat won't you Ange." Katie added. "I'll keep an eye on her. I'm needed back at the shop. But I'll pop home at lunch and come back straight after work. But we can't keep the shop closed any longer." Harry was pleased to hear that Katie's parents were opening their small café on Diagon Alley again so soon. He hoped that all would be back to normal for the wizarding world as soon as possible.
Alicia grimaced. "I have to be back at the ministry tomorrow as well. They've let me have this last week off, but…." She paused sniffing. "I have to return. It will be good to have something else on my mind." Harry had wondered how hard the new relationships of her bestfriends were making her feel after the loss of Fred.
"No, no, that won't do either. Maybe you should stay with An and Teddy for a little while." Freda suggested. "I'm sure the ministry will understand if I need a few more days."
"Yeah, because it's not like their short staffed in the people they can trust at the moment Mum and Aunty An has too much to cope with. She doesn't need to be nursing me." Angelina rolled her eyes.
"Come and stay with us." George suggested. "Mum's been out of her mind about you being hurt at our place. We're all under guard until Kingsley's sure we're safe, so there will be people probably tripping over themselves to look after you." George finished then looked at Harry. "Sorry probably should have asked first. It's your house."
Harry half smiled thinking about his comment of Angelina joining the family earlier. "It's fine with me seems to be the more the merrier."
"Don't be silly. The Weasley's are still grieving, you don't want to invade them." Ian Johnston shook his head at the idea.
Harry watched Angelina's face for her reaction to the idea of staying in the same house as George so soon after they had finally admitted their feelings for each other. She squeezed George's hand and looked at George's face for a moment before stating. "No one more than George, if he wants me with him, that's where I want to be."
Harry could have sworn he heard George exhale with relief. But Lee took up the silence with a snort. "I'm guessing we won't be opening the shop anytime soon George."
George just glared at Lee before pointing out. "It will be a little hard with the Ministry trying to watch my families every move for our so called safety. Yes."
It was at this point that they heard a loud voice outside the room. "I don't care whose visiting her. One of my players almost died yesterday and now can't play Quidditch anymore. I want to see her." A voice Angelina clearly knew rang out.
"Oh crap, its Gwenog, she's likely to kill those Auror's." Angelina exclaimed turning slightly red.
"As in Jones?" Harry asked recognizing the name from Ginny's favorite Quidditch team.
"Yeah, Ange was on the reserves before they had to shut down during the war. She was meant to start practicing again next week." Katie pointed out proudly.
"Wow, good on you." Harry smiled impressed.
"Yeah, it was." Angelina frowned, while George seemed to move even closer to her.
"The Healers say she can't play anymore." Ian Johnston stated sadly. "Shall I try and get rid of her, or do you want to hide Harry?"
Harry looked at Angelina. She had always loved Quiditch. "Sorry, I didn't realise." He apologized. "Can Gwenog be trusted?" He asked.
Angelina just nodded. "Yeah."
"Actually we better head off anyway." Katie grabbed her coat, and Lee's hand. "Your Healer is going to go mad if she sees how many people are in here at the moment. You coming Alicia?"
There was a quick round of goodbyes while Ian Johnston held the door open a crack and talked to the Auror's and Gwenog Jones. Harry moved to along the wall behind the door so that no one out in the hall would spot him rolling his eyes at George and Angelina. "I'm even hiding myself now."
George looked at Angelina. "I'm not sure what he's more scared of, the Auror's, the screaming girls or Ginny after he's being propositioned a few times."
Harry half snarled at George. "It doesn't help you know, making jokes all the time. Espeically while she can't get outside for a good fly."
"I reckon I know how she feels, flying is in Ginny Weasley's blood." Angelina stated then turned to smile at her Captain stepping into the room passed Ian Johnston. "Hey Gwenog."
"What do you need Auror's for?" Gwenog asked clearly not impressed she had been held up.
Angelina just pointed at Harry. "Not me, him."
Gwenog turned and looked Harry up and down. "Fare enough then. Pity your off the team, I could have used the publicity of him being your friend." She stated before turning back to Angelina and eyeing the fact George was sitting on the side of the bed holding Angelina hand. Harry could have sworn he could see the clogs turning in the Harpies Captain's head. "And the fact your clearly seeing a famous Weasley. Trust me to find out this marketing goldmine when you quit on me."
"She's hardly quitting, it's for her own health." Freda defended her daughter.
"I know, I know. You were one of our best up and comings. Katrina's quitting after next season to try and have a family. I had you pegged to replace her. Now I have to start looking again." Gwenog half groaned then seemed to relax a little. "Right, captains hat off. You going to be alright, other than the not flying thing?" She asked taking a seat and looking at Ange. "The rest of the team send their love."
"Thanks." Angelina answered her. Harry could have sworn he could see the disappointment on her face over the fact she would have been in the lead line up if not for being hit by the wand yesterday.
George ran a hand up and down her arm. "I guess you'll just have to settle for keeping Lee and I under control in the shop."
Angelina rolled her eyes at George, looking back at her old captain. "See, aren't I lucky." But then squeezed George's hand and mouthed. "Thanks." To him.
Gwenog just nodded her head. "Anyway, I'm here because an old professor of mine introduced me to a girl he thought would be good on the team a few years ago at Hogwarts and I can't for the life of me remember her dam name. Stupid thing was I feel like I should know it, thought you might know who she was."
"At the Christmas party?" Harry couldn't help but ask. He remembered Gwenog being there and Hermione meeting her.
"Yeah, that night, you were there weren't you? I can't imagine Slughorn not wanting you in his inner circle." Gwenog looked thoughtful. "The girl was only a 5th year at the time I think."
"Yeah, it was Ginny." Harry told her.
"Last name would be helpful." Gwenog stated business like.
"Weasley, that might be good for your publicity." George half spat out, clearly not liking Gwenog too much.
Gwenog looked slightly surprised then shook her head. "Knew I should know her name, she had red hair, gorgeous girl. How do I get in contact with her?" She directed at George.
"She has another year of school left." George answered, surprising Harry who had been about to say the same thing. Gwenog clearly wasn't impressing George if he wasn't running to Ginny and telling her to quit school and join the Harpies. Then again Angelina's old Captain was hardly being sympathetic to the fact Angelina couldn't play anymore.
"We can work around that with practices. If she's any good that is." Gwenog sat there with her hand clasped and her thumbs revolving around each other like she was in thought. "I could test her out and train her up before the school term starts that's over 3 months away." She looked at Harry. "It's pity you have balls. I hear you're a natural seeker." She added as a sideline. "You planning on playing professionally?"
"No." Harry answered thinking he really didn't want to give this woman the information that he was dating Ginny.
"I think Ginny would fit into the team well. She's tough, fun and not easily ruffled." Angelina added clearly thinking about it. "Do you need her next week though? She's being protected around the cloak currently."
Gwenog shook her head. "No. I'd have to do it on the straight and narrow. She'll have to do camp with all the others applying for the reserves in a month. But now I know who she is it's easier to invite her." She then narrowed her eyes at George. "Keep it a secret will you. I didn't have the name before so I still need to run it past my bosses, but I can't imagine there will be a problem. It will be marketing gold to have such a well known name on the team. Especially with Harry Potter as practically part of your family." She then stood up, pulled out something from her bag, which she then waved her wand over, only to be left hold a dozen yellow roses and a pile of cards a moment later. "I almost forgot. These are from the team." She declared handing them to Angelina. "Must be off, get better soon." And a moment later she was out the door.
Everyone in the room was left looking at each other until Freda Johnston turned to her daughter. "How on earth did you work with that woman?"
"She scares me." Ian Johnston added.
George looked at Angelina. "She reminds me a bit of when you were captain." He commented with a sight grin knowing he was going to get the slap on the arm he got a moment later.
"She's not too bad, and she has to be tough. She just clearly doesn't know when to leave it on the field." Angelina glared at him then looked at Harry. "I wonder if Ginny would even have to tryout if they knew she was dating you?" She asked in a slightly mock tone.
"Doesn't sound like it no." Harry answered. "Ginny would kill me though if she thought it was just her name or me getting her on the team." He felt like groaning again, he could almost see the rage now.
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