Infinitesimal

Hi! This one took me a while, I know. I don't really know if this fits the word all that well, but oh well! I hope it's good anyway.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, all rights go to J.K. Rowling

"Hey, Harry?" Ginny called out from their bedroom.

"Yeah Gin?" He called back from the kitchen.

"Are Ron and Hermione coming over today or is that tomorrow?"

"That's tomorrow. Ron told me that he was getting home to Hermione tonight, so they'll be a bit busy tonight." Harry said. He flipped over the pancakes and started cracking eggs. Ginny rarely cooked, because Harry spent most of his childhood cooking breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

"Harry Potter," Ginny laughed, "Are you suggesting your best friends are shagging tonight?" She came out to the kitchen and got a cup of tea and sat down at the table.

"Ginny, this is Ron and Hermione we're talking about. There's an infinitesimal chance that they're not shagging tonight." He grinned at her.

Ginny shook her head and laughed. Harry could be rather inappropriate at times, especially with his friends. This was also her brother he was talking about, and the thought of anyone wanting to do… that… with her brother disgusted her. She just hoped it wouldn't come up the next day because she didn't think she could eat dinner.

A steaming plate of buttermilk pancakes with a side of scrambled eggs was set in front of her. Ginny looked up at her boyfriend and smiled, "Thanks Harry. It looks delicious."

"Anytime, Gin." He smiled back.

The young red head reached for the butter and a butter knife to spread with. She opened the lid, and scooped some out on the knife, and began to spread it evenly over the pancake. When she was done, she took the syrup and poured it on the pancakes. Then she dug in.

Harry and Ginny ate their breakfast in silence. Then they went off to their jobs with a quick kiss (more like a long, deep kiss), and they worked.

Harry had been on an Auror mission lately as well, and he was in the process of filling out all the paper work. The sheet he was filling out right now was the outline of the mission. He sighed, dipped his quill in ink and started writing.

"The outline of this mission was to catch some rogue Death Eaters. They were terrorizing Muggles in France, by using the unforgivable curses. Jones, Selvian, Hordon and I went by Muggle transport to Nice, France. We then tracked down the Death Eaters, and defeated them. The modes of transport we used were…"

He spent another half an hour listing the transportations, the locations, the spells, the death eaters, and even the places they stayed at and ate at. The Ministry was better now that the corruption had been brought out and since that happened, Aurors had to fill out very specific details of what they did on missions to make sure there was no foul play on the Aurors' part.

Then he went to a meeting with his superiors, in which they briefed him on a mission that he was going to go solo on.

"Mr. Potter this mission is very top secret. There is something fishy going on in Godric's Hollow, and we want you to check it out. There's been reports of weird happenings in your old house. I know that it's going to be a little hard going back to your old residence, but we think you're more than fit to lead this mission." Kingsley said.

"I can handle it, sir. What kind of things are happening?" Harry accepted the case file and started flipping through the pages and reports.

"There's been strange noises coming from it every night. Screams, flashes of light. Things like that. It always happens the same time every night. We have reason to believe it's in relation to your parent's death," Kingsley paused to let the news sink in for Harry, "When you've read the case file, and when you feel ready, we ask that you go check it out. However, within the next week is preferred."

Harry nodded, "Yes sir. I'll get this read today and start getting ready to go," He slid his own case file forward, "Here's my report from the last mission."

"Thank you, Mr. Potter."

Harry went back to his desk and read through the case file. It consisted mainly of reports and statements from the Muggles who called the police and the Witches and Wizards who had sent a Patronus to the Ministry to notify them. Luckily, they had some fellow witches and wizards on the police force, so they were able to get their reports and findings. He sighed. This was going to be a hard mission to go out on. Harry hoped Ginny was having a better day.

Ginny was having a better day.

Sort of.

Her Quidditch practice was quite rough, and usually she would love it, but she had an injury and it was hurting her quite a bit. She pulled a muscle in her arm and every time she reached for the quaffle, a dagger of pain would shoot through her arm. She dropped it and her team mate, Ally Jones caught it.

"Alright there, Gin?" She asked, concerned.

Ginny shook her head. She landed her broom and walked off the pitch with tears stinging her eyes. The coach was screaming at her for ditching practice but Ginny didn't care. The pain was there constantly after sticking her arm out at a bad angle. Ginny stormed into the hospital room and the team healer looked up.

"Ms. Weasly! How is your arm today?" She smiled.

"Excuse my language, Mellie, but bloody awful. I just hurt it more out on the pitch, and I think the tear got worse. Coach yelled at me for walking off without permission but it hurt too badly." Ginny winced as Mellie had her move to take off her robes.

Mellie examined Ginny's arm and told her to go home. Ginny apparated home and sat down with her arm wrapped.

Harry got home an hour or so later, and greeted Ginny with a kiss. Then he saw her bandaged arm and asked if she was ok.

"Yeah Harry, I'm fine. I just reached too far at an odd angle for the torn muscle and it got worse."

"I know there's an infinitesimal chance you'll do anything about it, but seriously Gin, if you need anything, I'm here. If in the middle of the night you need medicine or something like that, I'll get it for you." Harry smiled at his girlfriend.

"Thanks. I love you, you know that, right?" Ginny said seriously.

"I love you too, Gin." Harry said back.

"You know now, to use the common word of the day, there's an infinitesimal chance that we're not shagging tonight, right? Because seriously Harry, I bloody love you and I want to show you."

"But your arm-"

"Screw the pain." Ginny kissed him soundly.

"Ok." Harry said back, grinning.

So I hope that was good! The next chapter is another James and Lily story, but it's gonna be like a fluffy short cute no plot type thing. Don't forget to review and request topics and pairings!

-RMarie