Ginny

"Move in with me!"

I freeze and stare at Harry. "What? Move in with you?" I asked trying to wrap my head around his exclamation. Harry looks just as startled as I am.

He starts to stutter, "Well I… um I mean… uh you know… only if…" I hold my hand up to cut him off.

"Harry, while I would love to move in with you and spend as much time as possible together, I think we need to start this slow. I don't want to rush into anything without making sure it is 100% what we both want. We need to begin with dating. Not with moving in together. If all goes well I'm sure we will get to that point." I hold my breath waiting for his response. Hopefully he isn't angry with me.

"Ginny darling, you're absolutely right. You'll have to forgive my over-eagerness. I really hope we can get to that point eventually though."

I breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at his handsome face. He seemed relieved too and I lean in to press my lips to his. His arms snake around me as I tangle my fingers into his hair. I couldn't get close enough but I knew if we didn't stop now, we end up back in the bedroom. I slowly pull away and look deeply into his emerald eyes. This all feels so right. Being here wrapped up in him.

Too soon the spell is broken by a tap at the window. A large barn owl is peering at us from his perch. Harry sighs and goes to the window, lets the owl in and unties the letter from its leg. I go to the kitchen and get the box of owl treats that I spotted earlier. Walking back to where Harry is standing with the owl I hold out my hand with a treat in it for the owl. He takes it gingerly and hoos contently at me. I reach out to stroke his head and again he coos at me. When I look up I see Harry studying me and smiling fondly. "What?" I ask. He just shrugs and goes back to the piece of parchment my new friend had delivered. When he finished reading the piece of paper, and faced me with a grim look upon his face which had been flushed of color.
"Ginny I'm so sorry, the letter was from work. I need to head into the office. Something to do with a dark mark being cast above Hogsmeade early this morning." The look on his face tells me everything I need to know.

"Harry, sweetie calm down. You know he is gone. We all saw you defeat him. There is no way he came back." I took his face in my hands and pull his lips to mine in a sweet tender kiss. He pulls away and visibly relaxes as he nods his head.

"You're absolutely right babe. It's probably some drunken, disgruntled old man. I'm going to get to the bottom of this and meet you for dinner at the Burrow tonight. Ok?" With a grin on his face, he waits for my response.

"Of course! I tell mum you're going to be joining us." I said with a smile.
"Awesome! I'm sorry darling but I need to get ready. I'll see you around7?"

"Sounds good," I reply. I reach up to kiss him again then I gather my things and apparate to the garden in front of the Burrow.