A/N: I know it has been a while since I updated…sorry for that. I just couldn't stop on this chapter…I couldn't figure out where to chapter it at and just kept going. This is the longest chapter by far….I hope you enjoy this chapter. There were parts that were difficult to piece in…there will be another note at the end of the chapter to explain a few things that might seem confusing…if not than disregard most of it…..

CHAPTER 80

POTTER MANOR

The day after Hermione told the rest about what had happened with her parents Harry found Hermione in the library.

"Hermione."

"Harry."

"The other day Malfoy stopped by."

"Is he okay?"

"He's fine. He was just dropping off the books he had mentioned…"

"Where are they? Why didn't you tell me when I returned?"

"Hermione you had talked with your parents…"

"Oh right. So the books are where?"

"I put them in your room. I was going to tell you as soon as you got back but…"

"It's fine, really it's fine. This will give me something to do and it will take my mind off of things. Harry, is there something else on your mind? You just seem like you're not completely here."

"It's nothing to worry over. I just…I'll be back later I need to talk to Sirius."

"Are you sure it's nothing to worry about?"

"I'm sure. It has to do with before…Ginny…me…"

"Oh, the dreams…"

"I'm going now."

Harry disapparated on the spot though he still could hear Hermione's laugh ringing in his head.

"Harry what brings you over this way?"

"I need to talk to you about something. Privately."

"Of course. Do you have somewhere in mind or would the basement suffice?"

"The basement works."

Once down in the basement and both had found somewhere to sit, they sat in silence for a short time.

"Harry…"

"A while back I promised Ginny that I would explain the dreams…I had one when we stayed at Camelot's Castle…even though the dream had to do with Ginny it's a bit personal…I still remember things she and I did before I sent myself back in time…I'm not sure if I could describe…there's also the vials from my parents…"

"I suggest that you use a pensive. I am sure that there is one at Potter Manor. Sparky will know where it is if there is one. I recommend that when you inform Ginny of the contents of the dream that you make sure without a doubt no one will interrupt."

"I definitely do not want anyone to stumble into the room…it would not go over well at all even though it happened before when we were older…okay thanks Sirius…" Harry stuttered before disappearing out of the basement.

Potter Manor

Harry appeared in the library startling Hermione who was going through the journal she had found and trying to translate the words with all the books she had on each language.

"Sorry. I didn't think…I'll leave you to translating the journal then." Harry said and then just a bout ran out the library.

Hermione couldn't help but laugh. She managed to get control of herself and felt bad about laughing at the expression that had been on Harry's face. She was going to apologize to him the next time she saw him for now she went back to translating or trying to do so.

That night Harry managed to ask Sparky about a pensive without anyone else around. Harry set up the pensive in the smaller study that had been used as an office in the past. He was not sure if he should pull the memories of the dream he'd had while they stayed at Camelot's Castle in the pensive now or get Ginny first. After a few minutes of deliberating on what to do he finally decided to pull the memories now. Once that was done he warded the door to ensure that anyone he did not want to get into the office could not get in. As he walked through the Manor he was trying to figure out how to get Ginny alone without anyone else around, he knew they would want to know what was going on. Especially Ginny's brothers. Then he thought about whether or not he wanted to be in the room as she watched the memories in the pensive.

After dinner Harry took an opportunity that presented itself to him. While Ron and Fred were playing a round of Wizards' Chess, Hermione and George were engaged in a game of Exploding Snap, Remus was dedicatedly watching the chess game. Harry managed to get Ginny's attention and they both left the living room. Ginny was wondering what was going on, she wasn't worried or anything just wondering. She said and asked nothing as she followed Harry along the hall to the office that was at the end of the hallway across from the door to the basement.

Harry paused at the door to the office for a moment before taking down the wards he had set. With a slightly shaky hand he opened the door.

"Harry you've been really quiet. Why are we in the office?" Ginny asked as she preceded Harry into the room.

"I'll explain in a second." Harry said as he shut and re-warded the door. He wasn't sure if he really wanted to be in the room while Ginny viewed the memories of before that he had been dreaming about.

"Harry, is this a pensive?"

"Yes."

"Why is it in here? It looks like…"

"When we were at Camelot's Castle…I told you that I would tell you about the dream I had there as well as from while at Sirius'…I'm not sure…I thought that it would be easier to let you view what the dreams were about…it's more recalling certain moments from before I sent myself back and while I'm sleeping…"

"Oh…Harry you don't have to do this you know. It seems like you're uncomfortable…"

"I'm not uncomfortable with you knowing…I don't know how you're going to react…I don't want to assume anything…I know what…I haven't…I don't know if it would be better if you viewed the dreams alone or with me here…"

"Are you sure you're not uncomfortable?"

"I'm sure…nervous…Ginny would you mind me not being here?"

"No I wouldn't mind…where will you be? I mean if…where will I find you after I've finished viewing…to talk?"

"Possibly the library or the master bedroom. I don't know. You won't have to worry about the wards that I've placed on this room. I have them set so that no one else can enter so it will be alright if you leave the room…I wouldn't want anyone…I wouldn't want your brothers to end up seeing what's in the pensive…I don't think that it would matter to them that it's from before…that we're older in the dreams, the memories…"

"Harry what will I be seeing?"

"Us. Moments between us in the short amount of time we were involved…how we started and…one intimate moment…" Harry trailed off before quickly leaving the office. As he made his way to the second floor he thought 'she either views or she doesn't, her choice and I will find out later if she actually viewed the dreams of memories.'

Harry changed his mind about the library at seeing Hermione had just sat down and opened the books and the journal. He just felt like being alone for a while for should Ginny view the dreams of memories and search him out to talk. He did not feel up to going all the way up to his room and he had told Ginny that he would be in the library or the master bedroom. Though now sure if he really wanted to be in the master bedroom since the portrait of his parents still remained on a wall, he still walked into the master bedroom. Harry noticed that the portrait of his parents was empty save for the warm colored background. Harry conjured a comfortable chair to sit in. Once he was comfortable he closed his eyes and rested his head against the back of the chair. He sat there for a while doing his best to keep his mind clear of all thought.

Eventually Harry opened his eyes, though it had only been a few minutes it felt like it had been hours. He looked over at the portrait of his parents to see that it was no longer empty.

"How long have the both of you been back in the portrait?"

"Not long maybe a minute."

"I'm sure I know where you were mum. I just don't have a clue as to where you go dad."

"Just to other family portraits."

"If you don't mind me asking honey, what's on your mind?" Lily asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Well it looks like you're unsure about something."

"Sort of."

"Maybe we can help."

"I don't think so."

"You just might be surprised Harry, your father and I just might be able to help."

"Lily stop. Harry clearly doesn't want to talk about it."

"It's just that…well, I wish that I could be talking to both of you without both of you in a portrait."

"I know. How about you talk about something else." Lily suggested.

"If you feel up to it I have an idea of what…"

"You're referring to Sirius being out of Azkaban all my doing, aren't you?"

"Yes."

Harry explained how his life had been all the way up to not paying attention in Potions class and finding himself just before he turned eleven at his Uncles house. He told them how difficult it had been for him at first, the worries his friends and teachers went through. He even told them about how he got through to his Potions Professor. This made James cringe in regret to how he had treated Severus. Lily looked angry about hearing how Severus had been treating her son up until the confrontation of sorts. Once Harry arrived at the moment of where he was at he then told the portrait of his parents of what he was so nervous and unsure about. Before anything more could be said there was a faint knock on the door.

Meanwhile: Ginny, office, pensive

Ginny chuckled at the way Harry had left the office. She turned around and just stared at the pensive with the silvery wisps swirling around. She honestly wasn't sure if she really wanted to know. She knew she wanted to know at some point, she just wasn't sure if she wanted to know now. It would be lie to say that she wasn't curious at all because she was very curious. Ginny spent a half hour working out if she wanted to know. When they were at Camelot's Castle she had wanted to know but that she had the opportunity to actually know she wasn't sure if she did, especially after what Harry had told her. She was about to leave the office without looking at the dream memories as she though that Harry was not quite ready for her to know but then she shook her head. Ginny realized that Harry not being there had more to do with how she may react. With this realization and that knowing Harry would be on pins and needles until she finally viewed them and she did not want that to happen. She thought that it couldn't be bad, just because he said 'intimate' it did not necessarily mean sex.

Ginny turned around and walked over to the desk with the pensive. She took a few deep breaths and then leaned into the liquid substance of sorts. She felt like she was falling and it was not a comfortable feeling. Though she knew she could not get hurt she still feared that she might. Suddenly she was standing in the changing rooms for the Quidditch players as though either it was just after a match or a practice. As she saw a head of flaming red hair and head of dark hair she realized that it was Ron and Harry but older, quite older. She nearly missed what they were saying and where they were going…she got a glimpse of what Harry would look like at some point in the future. She shook her head clear and caught up to the two boys…

"I played like a sack of dragon dung." Said Ron in a hollow voice.

"No, you didn't," Harry said firmly. "You're the best Keeper I tried out, Ron. Your only problem is nerves."

Ginny followed the boys out of the changing rooms and barely listened to Harry keeping up a relentless flow of encouragement all the way back to the castle. One they reached the second floor Ginny noticed that her brother was looking marginally more cheerful. She watched Harry push open a tapestry and followed them through. The next thing she realized was the boys had stopped she walked around to see two individuals in a close embrace and snogging fiercely as though glued together. She turned to look at Ron and Harry's faces. She was momentarily confused. Ron looked furious as Harry looked as though he wanted to kill someone in fit of jealous rage. She looked back at Ron as he started speaking.

"Oi!'

"What?" The girl said.

"I don't want to find my own sister snogging in public!"

Ginny blanched realizing that she had been snogging some boy. Then she realized she was getting a glimpse of herself older and was pleased with what she saw. She barely heard herself say, "this was a deserted corridor till you came butting in!"

The scene changed and she recognized the seventh floor immediately. There was a faint sound of glass shattering. She noticed Harry looked a bit disoriented and a bit dizzy. She took the faint sound of Harry voice being as though he was telling himself silently, though she was thinking this she heard faintly, 'It's just because she's Ron's sister, you just did not like seeing her kissing Dean because she's Ron's sister.'

Ginny was shocked to find out that the boy in the corridor was Dean. She was a bit puzzled by that and nearly missed the next thoughts or images of Harry's, it was the same scene in the corridor but instead of it being her and Dean kissing it was Harry that she was kissing. This made her smile and she paid no mind to what was happening around. The scenes changed quite frequently, in each though were Harry's inner struggle between Ron and her. There was what seemed like some sort of mantra going on with Harry:

'She's Ron's sister. But she's ditched Dean! She's still Ron's sister. I'm his best mate! That'll make is worse. If I talked to him first…He'd hit you. What if I don't' care? He's your best mate.'

Then as the scenes changed she could see that Harry was spending quite a bit more time with her, talking, laughing and walking with her. Then the scene changed and Ginny did wonder what had happened in between the last scene and this one, Harry was obviously in detention with Professor Snape who was telling Harry, "Mr. Filtch has been looking for someone to clear out these old files, they are the records of other Hogwarts wrongdoers and their punishments. Where the ink has grown faint, or the cards have suffered damage from mice, we would like you to copy out the crimes and punishments afresh and, making sure that they are in alphabetical order, replace them in the boxes. You will not use magic."

"Right, Professor."

The changed to Harry standing outside the doors to the Great Hall which was fairly crowded then he ran up the marble staircase. Next they were standing in front of the portrait of the fat lady…"Quid agis?" Harry said tentatively to the fat lady…

"You'll see" Said the fat lady as she swung forward to allow Harry to enter.

There was obviously a celebration going on in the common room.

"We won!" Ron yelled, bounding into sight and brandishing a silver Cup at Harry."

Ginny realized that it had been the last Quidditch match of the season and Gryffindor had won the Quidditch Cup. She looked and saw herself running towards Harry with a hard, blazing look on her face as threw her arms around him and then he kissed her. Quite a bit of time passed and they were still kissing eventually they broke apart to a silent room. Suddenly several people wolf-whistled and an outbreak of nervous giggling. Ginny followed Harry's eyes over to Dean who was holding a shattered glass in his hand and then a girl that looked as though she might throw something. Ginny recognized Hermione instantly and saw that she was beaming. And then there was Ron who was clutching the Interhouse Quidditch Trophy and had an expression as though he had been clubbed over the head after a moment Ron gave a small jerk of his head and then Harry and Ginny left the common room. The next several scenes were of them spending time together, Ron being a prat, several students more concerned with Harry and her dating than what was going on outside of Hogwarts. Then the scene changed, they were outside sitting on chairs, there were quite a few people there as though it were a funeral. It couldn't be anything else too many were crying. Ginny couldn't tell who's funeral it was since Harry was not looking anywhere other than right near him. Ron looked as though the sunlight was blinding him, Hermione's face was glazed with tears, and she could tell that she had been crying at some point as there were the obvious signs stating that she had been. Then Harry was talking, "Ginny, Listen…I can't be involved with you anymore. We've got to stop seeing each other. We can't be together."

"It's for some stupid, noble reason, isn't it?"

"It's been like…like something out of someone else's life, these last few weeks with you, but I can't…we can't…I've got things to do alone now."

Ginny just looked at Harry without any sign of crying to commence.

"Voldemort uses people his enemies are close to. He's already used you as bait once, and that was just because you're my best friend's sister. Think of how much danger you'll be in if we keep this up. He'll know, he'll find out. He'll try and get to me through you."

"What if I don't care?"

"I care. How do you think I'd feel if this was your funeral…and it was my fault…"

Ginny looked away from Harry, over the lake, "I never really gave up on you, not really. I always hoped…Hermione told me to get on with my life, maybe go out with some other people, and relax a bit around you, because I never used to be able to talk if you were in the room…"

The next scene found Ginny in the kitchen. She noticed a few people she did not recognize and was pondering that. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Harry, Ron and Hermione leaving the table and quickly followed while listening to their conversation.

"I'll pack these for you." Hermione said brightly, taking packages out of Harry's arms as they headed upstairs. "I'm nearly done, I'm just waiting for the rest of your underpants to come out of the wash, Ron-"

Ron sputtered briefly as a door opened on the first floor landing.

"Harry, will come in here a moment?"

Ron came to an abrupt halt, Hermione took him by the elbow and tugged him on up the stairs as Harry followed Ginny into her room.

Harry looked around the room noticing the size and what she had on her walls. Just out the window one could see a large, pearly white marquee, a golden flag on top was level with the window.

"Happy Seventeenth."

"Yeah…thanks."

Ginny was looking at him steadily and he looked at her as though it was difficult not to look back at her.

"Nice view." He said feebly, pointing towards the window.

Ginny seemed to ignore this as she said, "I couldn't think what to get you."

"You didn't have to get me anything."

Ginny seemed to ignore this as well.

"I didn't know what would be useful. Nothing too big, because you wouldn't be able to take it with you."

Harry glanced at her who was not tearful. Ginny took a step closer to him.

"So then I thought I'd like you to have to remember me by, you know, if you meet some veela when you're off doing whatever you're doing."

"I think dating opportunities are going to be pretty thin on the ground, to be honest."

"There's the silver lining I've been looking for," Ginny whispered and then she was kissing him. Harry kissed her back, he had one hand on her back and the other was in her hair.

They jumped apart as her door banged open.

"Oh." Ron said pointedly. "Sorry."

"Ron!" Hermione was just behind him slightly out of breath.

"Well, Happy Birthday anyway, Harry."

Ron's ears were scarlet; Hermione looked nervous. Harry looked as though he was ready to slam the door shut but instead looked at Ginny somewhat regretful, she turned her back on him and would seem as though she had begun to cry.

"I'll see you later." Harry said and then followed the other two out of the bedroom.

They marched downstairs, through a crowded kitchen and into the yard. They reached a secluded area of the freshly mown lawn and then Ron turned on Harry.

"You ditched her. What are you doing now, messing her around?"

"I'm not messing her around." Harry said as Hermione appeared.

"Ron-"

Ron held up a hand to silence her and she did.

"She was really cut up when you ended it-"

"So was I. You know why I stopped it, and it wasn't because I wanted to."

"Yeah, but you go snogging her now and she's just going to he hopes up again-"

"She's not an idiot, she knows it can't happen, she's not expecting us to-to end up married, or-"

"If you keep groping her every chance you get-"

"It won't happen again." Harry said sharply, "Okay?"

Ron looked half resentful, half sheepish; he rocked backward and forward on his feet for a moment, and then said, "Right then, well, that's…yeah."

The scene changed though it seemed as though it was the same day. Ginny was in the kitchen watching Harry and it was clear that he was torn and in deep thought. He did not turn around when someone entered. Ginny was focused on Harry looking so torn and it made her heart hurt. A tear started to roll down her check as a soft voice startled Harry. Harry turned to see who it was and for a moment a look of fear washed over his face and then he cautiously looked around.

"Ginny." Harry said softly, uncertainly.

"Look I know what happened earlier. I followed you all out. Ron's just being a git. I know it was not easy for you to…I know you didn't want to and I understand why…Ron was over reacting…I don't expect anything of you…be careful while you're off doing whatever it is…Though I know what you told Ron, I know that he took it to mean that you'd stay away from me at all times…later tonight…I…just please come to my room once everyone has gone to seep…I want to tell you something…don't worry about whether or not someone might get up in the night…trust me oh and take this…I better go…will I see you later?"

"Yeah, sure."

The scene changed, it was quite dark out there was barely any light. Harry, Hermione and Ron were talking, discussing something or well Hermione and Ron were doing most of the talking. Harry seemed nervous and worried and was letting Hermione and Ron talk, either seemed to not notice or catch on to what was plain as day on Harry's face. He managed to have a blank expression on his face as Hermione and Ron looked in Harry's direction but past him to the door.

"…we should get to bed," Hermione whispered, "it wouldn't do to over sleep tomorrow."

"No." Ron agreed, "A brutal triple murder by the bridegroom's mother might put a bit of a damper on the wedding, I'll get the lights."

Ron clicked something as Hermione left the room and the room became dark.

Harry tossed and turned and kept looking over at Ron from time to time. More than once Harry sighed fairly loud. As snoring could be heard Harry looked over at him on his bed. Harry slowly and quietly got out of bed and walked the short distance to Ron's bed. Harry lightly shook Ron and nothing happened. Harry shook him a little more forcefully and still nothing happened. Harry walked over to the door, slowly opened it. As the door gave a not so quiet creak Harry cringed but no one came. Harry took a deep breath and nervously headed down to the first floor landing, Ginny's room. He stood there for a while thinking out loud but softly, 'I have a bad feeling about this…if Ron ever finds out…I should just go…no I told her I'd see her tonight…' with a ragged sigh he softly knocked on the door.

"It's unlocked." Ginny said and not all that softly.

Harry quickly looked around but no one was there and no one was on their way down or up. Harry hesitantly wrapped his hand around the door knob and slowly opened the door. Not looking anywhere specifically he walked in and shut the door. When he turned around his eyes opened wide, his face was pale and his breathing was coming in quick spurts. He swallowed hard, blinked his eyes and looked away.

"Ginny…what…please put something on…"

Ginny wondering what would cause Harry to react the way he had and what he had said caused her to look over at her older self to see that she was only wearing pale pink booty shorts and a pale pink half tank top that seemed a bit see-through.

"I do have something on. I'm not naked or anything."

"Ginny…" Harry softly choked out, "You said that you wanted to tell me something…I know that you are not…please put something more on…I don't…" Harry stuttered, all the while not looking at her.

"What's wrong with what I have on? I'm only in my pajamas and it's too hot to wear much else. Come over here and sit down."

"Ginny I don't think that's a good idea…I…Ron will kill me…your whole family would kill me for should they find out…"

"Don't worry about it. They won't find out. I know that neither of us will say anything to anyone…I promise I won't bite…at least not without a request…"

"Ginny…" Harry said as he exhaled. "What did you want to tell me?"

"If you come over here I'll tell you."

"Ginny…the things that are going through my mind right now…I won't…I can't trust myself to be that close to you with what you have on…"

"I trust you Harry. I know you won't do anything that I don't want you to do."

"Ginny…please…"

"There is something that I want to tell you…there's so much that I want to say and I am not sure if I could find the words…the right words to explain everything…but I can tell you by showing you…"

"Ginny…"

"Yes." Ginny said softly right in front of him.

Harry's head turned towards her quickly, his eyes were on her looking deeply into her eyes.

"Ginny this is not helping my self-control any…"

"Maybe I don't want you to control yourself…"

"Gin…"

Ginny silenced Harry with a kiss, a kiss obviously not like the one when she had wished him a happy birthday. Briefly, very briefly, Harry hesitantly kissed her back. One of his hands slid around to her back resting on the small of her back softly caressing her, his other hand was tangled in her hair. The kiss deepened. Their breathing became increasingly faster, deeper, harder. The kiss and their breathing seemed borderline frantic, frenzied. Ginny's hands were resting on his chest for a moment. She slid her hands down his chest, as her hands reached his waist she slid her hands around him and down resting on his ass. After a moment she would grab, squeeze him, Harry's breath would hitch each time though he did not stop kissing her. Ginny's hands slid around to his hips, she stepped a little closer to him pinning him against her door and pressing herself against him. A deep moan escaped from Harry, the hand that had been caressing the small of her back slid down to her bum and he gently pulled her more firmly against him. Seconds later Harry froze, completely.

"Harry…what?" Ginny asked breathily.

"Ginny…we can't…what if…"

"No one will wake up and come checking. I promise you that."

"How…can you…be so…sure?"

"Because…remember in the kitchen, what I handed you for you take?"

"Yes."

"I know you took it because you're here. I helped with dinner…I put in a strong sleeping potion in everything, what I gave you was something to counter act the sleeping potion…no one will be up anytime soon…we have time…"

"Ginny…"

"I put a lot of planning and effort into tonight…I want to give you something…better to remember me while you're gone plus I will have something…if you don't come back…I want to…I want you…"

"Ginny…"

"If you don't want to then…" Ginny said softly, her voice catching and her eyes glossing over."

"I want to…I…"

"Harry there is no one else for me…I love you and want to be with you in every way for as a long as I can be…If you don't succeed, if you don't come back…I want to have something to remember you…I'll always remember the one I was with for the first time…I'm not rushing into this I've wanted to for a while now…I can't think of how I'd be able to go on if you didn't come back and I never got to completely express how I feel…the wedding is tomorrow and you're leaving after…"

"Ginny…I understand what you are saying…I'll come back…"

"But what if you don't? You can't be certain that you'll be back. I mean I know what all the talk is, that you're the one to end V-voldemort…so much can happen, I want you…I want this…if something happens, something…if you don't come back alive…"

"Ginny…I love you too. I want to be with you the same way you want to be with me…I just do…hmmm…oohhh…Gin-ny…wh-what…oh gods…that..sto…don't stop…d-don't stop…" Harry sputtered as his head fell against the door with a loud thud.

Ginny's eyes were huge as she watched herself and Harry in her room. She was shocked, she couldn't believe what she was seeing…she was seducing him…she was rubbing and groping his crotch. Ginny was beside herself watching she was sure what was going to happen though she wasn't sure if they would actually have sex…she wasn't sure if she wanted them to or not. Part of her wanted Harry to manage to run out of the room and a part of her wanted him to stay and give in to his and her wants and desires.

"Ginny…stop..st-stop…"

"Why? Don't you like what I'm doing?"

"I like…are…are you sure about this? I mean…really sure…"

"Yes, I'm sure…completely sure." Ginny said and then kissed him.

Harry did not argue with her or try to stop her anymore. He kissed her back while letting and helping her pull his shirt up over his head and off to flutter to the floor. Ginny's hands roamed Harry's chest as though she was trying to memorize the feel of him. The same seemed to be for his bare back. The kiss deepened, they held onto each other tightly. Ginny took a small step back, when Harry followed she took several steps back with Harry going along with her. She was guiding them to her bed. She barely felt herself bump into the foot of her bed and they both tumbled onto the bed causing a short break in the kiss.

"I know I already asked you but are you sure?"

"More sure than I have ever been about anything." Ginny said as she lightly pushed on his chest.

Harry looked at her questioningly, she confirmed that she was sure but yet she was pushing him away. Ginny smiled and had a look on her face of 'just trust me'. Harry nervously stood up, never taking his eyes off of her. Ginny sat up, reached her arms out, her hands resting just above the waistband of his pajama pants and looked up at him directly in the eyes. She watched his face as she slid a couple fingers inside the waist band and slowly begun to slid his pants down.

Ginny was speechless. Her breathing was a bit quick and she felt quite warm watching her older self with an older Harry. She was not surprised, well maybe a little, by what her older self had done since asking Harry to meet her later in her room. Ginny was not sure if she really wanted watch anymore but couldn't seem to not watch. She was relieved that he was indeed wearing boxers, knowing that some guys prefer to go commando this was a relief. She was only twelve watching older versions of herself and Harry. Ginny shook her head clear of all thoughts, though she wasn't sure if she wanted to know she was curious and had to know what happened…

"Ginny…"

Harry stopped whatever he may have been trying to say as Ginny, while keeping her eyes on him, rubbed and groped at the crotch of his boxers. Harry's eyes rolled back into his head as he placed his hands on her shoulders. A mischievous smirk washed over Ginny's face and she slowly leaned towards Harry until her face was just a hair away from touching him, as she let out a breath she had been holding Harry gasped and looked down at her. Ginny for a second looked up into his eyes and then ever so softly planted a kiss just below his bellybutton. A faint ripple went across his body as he softly groaned. Ginny looked back up at Harry with a soft, seductive smile as she stopped rubbing and groping him. Her fingers slipped underneath the waistband of his boxers and started to lower them.

"Ginny…what…are… you…doing…?" Harry gasped out.

Ginny only smiled up at him, softly, seductively chuckled. She had stopped lowering Harry's boxers. She did nothing for a moment. As she made motion as though she was going to stand up Harry stood up all the way and took a small step back as his arms rested as his sides. Ginny stood up, closed the small distance between them, wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. The kissed for a while and then Ginny turned them around so that Harry's back was facing her bed. She slowly walked them towards her bed until Harry couldn't move back more. Ginny slid her hands down his body stopping at the waistband for a second and then slipped her thumbs under the waistband slowly sliding them down a little further. She slipped a few fingers under the waistband and slid them around to the front of his boxers. She gently pulled the waistband away from him and down a bit. She slid her fingers to the sides and slowly lowered his boxers. Ginny had slid the boxers down as far as she could reach and then brushed her hands up the side of his thighs, over his hips and stopped when she reached roughly the middle of his chest and then gave a push causing him to fall back onto her bed.
Ginny leaned down, keeping her eyes on his face, and tugged the boxers down more to the point of having to kneel so she could remove them completely.

Ginny at this point had covered her face with her hands. She knew she wanted to know what happened but she was not ready to see that part of him at least not yet. Ginny slowly lowered her hands from her eyes as she heard what sounded like growling.

"Ginny." Harry said softly, hungrily.

"Not quite ready to attempt that…but if you come back to me alive…I might be ready to do that then but for now…scoot up toward my headboard."

Harry did not question her at all and did as she said.

Ginny quickly covered her eyes again to ensure she didn't see anything that she wasn't yet ready to see. Then she could hear what sounded like something brushing on fabric and a groan or moan so she took a chance and looked to see what was going on now.

Ginny was straddling him, laying on him with her legs bent on the bed on either side of him. She slowly sat up all the way allowing the pressure of the weight of her body rest on him resulting in Harry sucking in a breath and exhaling a moan. Ginny sat there staring at him as she slowly removed her half tank and tossed it aside. Harry kept his eyes on the half tank until it had been tossed, then looked back at Ginny and then slowly lowered his eyes. He had an expression that said that he appreciated what he was seeing. As he slowly looked back up her body to her face his hands starting at her hips were slowly gliding up her sides until his thumbs just brushed the underside of her breasts.

"Please…" Ginny pleaded sounding out of breath.

Harry slowly slid his hands around so that he was cupping her breasts in his hands. He just held them for a moment relishing in the warm, soft feel of her skin and then gently began to massage them. Ginny's breathing hitched for a second and then became more labored. At hearing this and seeing the look on her face Harry increased the pressure.

"Oh god's…Harry…that feels…sogood."

Harry then slowed his movements to more of a caress. He smirked and gently rubbed his thumbs over her nipples. A whimper but a moan flowed out of Ginny's mouth as she arched her back. Her nipples had become slightly hard. Harry rubbed his thumbs over her nipples again until they became hard peaks. He kept rubbing her nipples with his thumbs for a while and then softly pinched them between his thumb and finger. Ginny's body gently trembled as Harry softly pinched her nipples as a shaky whimper left her lips. Harry continued to caress and massage her breasts as well as rub and pinch her nipples. As Ginny responded Harry would massage with a little more pressure, rub her nipples with a little more pressure and pinch her nipples a little harder. Ginny started to rock her hips back and forth, doing small circles with her hips and occasionally grinding her hips down onto him.

Harry slid his hands around to her back and gently pulled her down onto him and captured her mouth in a searing kiss. His hands slid down her back, his fingers slipping under the waistband of her booty shorts until his hands were completely underneath the material. His hands begun to slowly caress and rub her bum causing her to grind against him, Harry then would fan his hands out over her bum and push her down onto him and give a thrust up to her.

Ginny, by means of sounds, protested Harry pulling his hands out from underneath her booty shorts but did not stop kissing him. Harry then started tugging on the booty shorts to remove them, this was not going well but yet they did not stop kissing for a while.

As Harry tugged on her booty shorts again he murmured, "These have got to go."

Ginny smiled a bit wickedly as she pushed up on her arms and sat up. She reached behind her grasping his hands and sliding them around to the front of her. She slid one hand down, under her booty shorts. Harry raised an eyebrow, smirked and then started to rub her with his thumb but only briefly. Before she could utter a verbal protest Harry sat up as he pulled her to him and kissed her, feverishly and then laid back down bringing her with him. Swiftly with grace Harry rolled them over. Harry wasn't laying on her completely though he did have one of his legs keeping one of hers hostage, at least that is how it seemed. Harry had himself propped up on one arm and cradling Ginny's face with his other hand. Ginny had her arms wrapped around Harry's neck. After a short amount of time Harry slowly slid his hand down her neck, over a breast and on down her body only stopping briefly at the waistband of her booty shorts. He shifted slightly and then slipped his hand underneath the fabric for a second and then pulled his hand out and gave a wave of his hand over the booty shorts and then they disappeared. Harry placed his hand on her hip and started sliding it over and down and then stopped. With a finger he begun to rub and make circles with his finger. The more he rubbed and the more he made circles with his finger, Ginny would moan though muffled since they were kissing and her hips would rock up and down.

After several minutes Harry stopped his ministrations with his finger and slowly slid his hand, finger down more and then slowly slipped his finger within. Ginny gasped so intensely she stopped kissing him.

Harry froze other than to remove his finger.

"No…don't...I-I…liked…Harry…"

Harry smiled and slipped his finger back inside of her. As he pumped his finger in and out soft moans would flow out of her mouth. As Harry continued to do this Ginny's moans became louder and louder. Ginny began to rock her hips against Harry's finger as she pulled him down to her, kissed him, gently batted his hand that was pleasuring her, wrapped her arms around him and rolled them over so she was on top of him. Rocking her hips against him, sliding up and down.

"Harry…please…now…please…" Ginny said softly, pleadingly.

Harry rolled them over but supporting his weight on his hands.

"Ginny…"

"Harry I am sure…I know…I'm aware that it hurts the first time…not for long and that it gets better…"

Harry smiled down at her before capturing her mouth with his for a heated, passionate kiss. He shifted, and then slowly entered her. Ginny sucked in a breath of air and encouraged Harry to continue. Suddenly Ginny let out a scream, it wasn't real loud but then it was muffled by Harry's mouth. Harry broke off the kiss…

"Ginny…sorry…I lost my concentration…"

"Shhh…it's okay…I'm okay…"

"Ginny…"

"No…stay where you are…give me a second…"

Ginny started rocking her hips up and down, slowly. After a brief moment Harry started to rock his hips, matching Ginny's movements…rocking away as she would and then rock his hips down to her as she rocked her hips up to him. It was slow, somewhat uncoordinated movements at first but then they found their rhythm. As the time passed their rhythm became faster, as they rocked their hips towards each other one or the other occasionally both would grind against the other. As beads of sweat appeared on their bodies Ginny wrapped her legs around Harry and locked her ankles. Harry sucked in a breath, his rhythm slipped slightly and resulted in him thrusting a bit faster and harder than intended. Ginny moaned and it was loud though it was muffled. Harry paused for a moment and then gradually resumed the previous rhythm.

Ginny's breathing was a bit labored and her heart rate was incredibly fast. She found a chair and sat down with her eyes closed she was sure that she really didn't have to keep watching since her ears worked perfectly fine. After a moment she opened her eyes and noticed a clock stating the time and recalled the time when this memory started. It had been about an hour or so since and wondered how much longer it would be until the scene changed. Ginny leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes again listening to the breathing coming from the bed near where she was sitting. Suddenly she could hear moans and cries of what she presumed to be pleasurable ones as well as panting. The moans and cries of pleasure continued for a bit and then it was silent aside from heavy breathing. She glanced over at the bed to see that they were facing each other, cuddling with a sheet over them. Ginny watched the couple as they fell asleep and wondered what would happen next when the scene changed a little. She was still in the same room but it was quite brighter than before. She looked over at the two on the bed to see that both were awake holding each other in a tight embrace kissing though briefly.

"How are you feeling?" Harry asked with concern and worry in his voice.

"Fine…a little sore but that's to be expected for a first time…"

"Ginny what?" Harry asked with a hint of fear in his voice.

"Holly mother of Merlin! Harry you gave to go. I don't want you to go but you have to. The potion I added to the food last night…in about twenty minutes everyone is going to up…I don't…it's Bill's wedding and…"

"I understand…really I do Ginny." Harry said as he rolled over to the edge of the bed and sat up. He silently called for his clothes and dressed.

Once dressed Harry sat on the edge of the bed, leaned over and kissed her one last time before walking over to her door. With his hand on the door knob he looked back at Ginny, smiled and said, "I love you. I always will."

"I love you too…Harry…."

"Yeah…"

"Please come back to me…alive…uninjured if possible of definitely alive."

"I will do my best…you will be the incentive for me to come back to you alive. If I don't get the chance…take care of yourself."

"Same to you and I will take care of myself. Whatever you are going to be doing I wish you luck and a quick return."

Harry smiled and left the room as quietly as possible. He slowly crept back up the stairs to Ron's room. Ron was still deeply asleep to Harry's relief and let out a relieved but only briefly as Ron started to awaken. Harry quickly reached the cot he always slept on, put his glasses on the floor, covered up and pretended to be asleep then sat up grabbed his wand and performed a cleansing charm on himself before returning to fake sleep.

"Oi. Merlin! Harry wake up…Harry we have to hurry…we are so dead…we've over slept…Oh Merlin! How the bloody hell did this happen?"

"Ron must you be so loud this morning?"

"Harry…"

"It can't be that late…"

"Look at the clock." Ron said as he climbed out of bed.

"It's not that late, there's plenty of time."

"My mum wanted us up extra early…you're supposed to be in disguise…you know Polyjuice potion…for your safety…"

"Oh right." Harry said as he sat up swinging his legs over the edge of the cot and stretched as though he had been woken up from a deep sleep.

Ron did not seem to notice anything off with Harry. Both boys quickly showered, dressed and nearly ran down the stairs and into the kitchen to find several sleepy individuals.

"Oh you both are up. Good. It seems we all over slept this morning. Fred and George have gone down to the village to hopefully find someone near your age Harry with red hair of course."

Harry and Ron only nodded.

The scene changed to after the wedding, several were dancing, others were still sitting eating or drinking something. And all of a sudden there was pure chaos and Ginny found herself somewhere she had never seen before. She put her focus though on Harry, Ron and Hermione. She didn't get a chance to really catch what they were talking about when once again the scene changed.

"Harry what's the hurry? And that hurt a little."

"Sorry, Ron. I just …"

"You just what?"

"Well, I spotted Ginny and wanted to talk to her but she didn't seem to see or hear me even though I am sure that she did."

"Sorry mate I don't know what to tell you".

XXXXXXXXXXX

"Harry, you okay?" asked Hermione.

"Sure, why?" Harry solemnly replied.

"You don't seem so sure of that Harry. What's wrong?"

"Ginny seems to be ignoring Harry." Ron answered.

"Why?"

"Don't know."

The three of them walked on in silence. They went in search of Ron's parents. Sure enough once they found Ron's parents Molly was in a bit of a panic.

"Where have the three of you been? Where's Ginny?" Mrs. Weasley asked them.

"Hermione and I went looking for Harry. I don't know where Ginny is, haven't seen her since we were fighting…"

"Find her! We will be leaving soon." Mrs. Weasley told them.

XXXXXXXXXXX

After two hours of looking for Ginny, Harry stopped walking and was nearly knocked over by Ron and Hermione who did not notice that Harry had stopped.

"Harry what's wrong?" asked Hermione.

"Nothing. I was just…."

"You were just what?"

"I was just thinking that maybe the two of you should continue to look for Ginny without me. She seems to be mad at me about something."

"Harry come on. I don't think that she is mad at you. It probably doesn't have anything to do with you." Hermione said trying to sound encouraging to no avail.

XXXXXXXXXXX

Molly asked Harry to get Ginny for dinner. Harry reluctantly left the kitchen, went up the stairs to Ginny's room and knocked on her door.

"Go away." Ginny's response was to the knock on her bedroom door. Harry wasn't hurt by her response. He knew Ginny had no idea that it was Harry knocking, at least not at the moment.

"Your mum wanted me to let you know dinner is ready and to come down to eat."

There was only silence after Harry spoke. He couldn't figure out why she wouldn't talk to him when she knew it was Harry, or even not respond to what he had said.

Harry returned to the kitchen and sat down next to Ron. Harry barely ate a thing before excusing himself from the table. He went up to the room he was sharing with Ron and stretched out on the bed he was using while staying at the Weasley's.

XXXXXXXXXXX

"Hey Harry, you all right mate? You like you're in severe pain." Ron asked the moment he saw the expression on Harry's face.

"I'm fine Ron."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure."

"Then why don't I believe you?"

Harry just shrugged his shoulders. Ron let it go.

Harry, Ron and Hermione went up to Ron and Harry's room.

"Since when is it so quiet while eating?"

"Since we got home after the battle." Ron replied sadly.

"Oh, Ron I am so sorry. I didn't mean…."

"It's okay, I know." Ron said cutting Hermione off.

Hermione turned to Harry "So, Ginny still isn't talking to you?"

"Nope" was all Harry could say without his voice cracking.

"I'm sorry Harry."

"Why are you sorry. It's not your fault Hermione."

"I know that it's not my fault Harry. I'm sorry that you are hurting."

"Is it really that obvious?"

"Kind of." Replied Ron.

Harry rolled his eyes and fell back on the bed.

"Ron, do you have any idea why Ginny has been acting how she is?" Asked Hermione.

"Not one clue. That's partly why I asked you to visit."

"Well, I guess I could try to talk to Ginny tomorrow." Hermione offered.

Harry sat up quickly on his bed looked at Hermione, "You would do that?"

"Sure Harry, what are friends for if not to do what they can to help. Just remember that I said I would try, I can't promise you anything other than to try."

"Thanks Hermione. I really appreciate it, even if you can't find out anything I am grateful that you are willing to try."

"Not a problem Harry. Well, I'll see you guys tomorrow sometime. Good night."

"Good night." Harry and Ron said at the same time as Hermione left the room.

Morning:

Harry jumped out of bed and went to take a quick shower. As he reached the first floor landing he walked right into Ginny.

"Sorry. Ginny wait…can't we talk?"

Ginny ignored him and continued to quickly walk to her room.

Afternoon:

Ron and Harry were outside near the small Quidditch Pitch in the back yard silently standing around. Harry looked up and saw Hermione walking towards them.

"So, how'd it go?" Harry asked when Hermione reached him and Ron.

Hermione sighed instead of answering the question and had a 'no luck' expression on her face.

"This really sucks. I just wish that I knew what it was that I did." Harry said sulkily.

"Harry, stop beating yourself up. I don't see how you could have done anything. The three of us were gone for how long? How could it be that you did something?" Said Ron.

"Harry, you know Ron is right. Just give it a little more time okay?"

"I'll try, but I don't know how much longer I can go on like this?"

XXXXXXXXXXX

Hermione was pulling away from Ron when he bent his head down and met Hermione's lips in a kiss.

"Oh GOD! Ron, Hermione quit it would you!" Exclaimed a grumpy Harry.

Ron and Hermione jumped apart. Ron left the room quickly; Hermione turned to pack.

"Already time for you to go?" asked Harry.

"Yeah, a week already went by."

"It doesn't seem like it has been a week. It seems more like you just got here."

"I know. I wish I had asked for a longer visit."

Hermione gave Harry a hug, "You'll write me won't you Harry?"

Harry just gave Hermione a look.

"Just once in a while is all I ask. I'm not asking for daily or weekly…. just once in a while."

"Okay, I'll write once in a while."

XXXXXXXXXXX

Harry pulled himself out of bed, put his glasses on, got dressed and when he got down to the kitchen there was an owl he recognized flew in through an open window delivering letters. Mrs. Weasley removed the letters from the owl and handed Ron and Harry their letter. She held on to Ginny's.

Harry opened his letter to see what McGonagall could possibly want.

Dear Mr. Potter,

Hogwarts is in good repair and ready for students to return. You are welcome to come back to Hogwarts and finish you studies. If you so wish to finish your studies by owl correspondence you may. I hope is well with you and your family. I also hope to see you September 1st.

Sincerely,

M. McGonagall

"So, Harry are you going back?" asked Ron.

"You bet Ron. Don't get me wrong I like being here with your family, but I need to get away from here for a while."

"Harry not to worry I get it. What do you think Hermione is going to do?"

"I don't know what Hermione is going to do. Are you going back?"

"Yes! Of course I'm going back. My mum's okay with me going back. I don't know if Ginny will be, with the way mum's been lately. You can't blame her though; look at how Ginny has been lately. Not coming down to eat with the family for any meal time, staying in her room all the time…"

"Ron can we please not talk about your sister?" Harry asked with a painful expression on his face.

"Sure…sorry Harry."

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Harry walked into Florean Fortescue's and to his surprise it was packed. He tried to look over people's heads and spotted Ron's red hair and he wasn't alone. As he got closer he recognized the bushy brown hair of Hermione's. Once Harry was close enough to see what was going on he smiled and cleared his throat causing the two to split apart both slightly blushing.

"So, Hermione I take it that you are going back to Hogwarts?" Harry asked still smiling at both of them.

"Uhm…. yeah." Was all she could muster to say.

"You get all of you shopping done?"

"I'm all done. How about you?"

"No. Ron and I just got started."

XXXXXXXXXXX

As Harry headed back to the compartment he saw Ginny and then suddenly Ginny turned away putting her back towards him. Harry sadly walked back to a compartment and opened the door to the compartment and paused as he saw Ron and Hermione snogging once again. He was about to back out when the two quickly split apart.

"Hey, you two don't need to stop on my account. I can always find somewhere else to be until we reach Hogsmead Station."

"Harry. No. That would be silly. It's okay, really it is." Hermione stammered and tried to reassure Harry.

Harry made his way into the compartment and sat back down and leaned his head against the window.

After Ginny seeing Harry lean his head against the window on the Hogwarts Express the scene changed and then they kept changing quite often only showing little snippets of a time span that seemed to cover a few months. Then the changing seemed to slow down some. Ginny watched as the first years were sorted, the feast and Harry not really eating anything and suddenly leaving. Ron and Hermione not far behind, maybe a little chatter but not much. Ginny watched Harry and how he would have a pained expression on his face every time he saw Ginny from the memory and her not giving any indication that she had noticed him or that he even existed. Ginny watching could feel her heart break for Harry and she was surprised to feel pretty pissed at herself for being such a bitch. Then the scene changed to the Potions classroom. They seemed to be working on some kind of sensitive potion. Harry obviously was not paying attention, the look on his face was clear that he had other thoughts and that those thoughts had nothing to do with the potion at hand. As purple smoke started to rise from his cauldron the expression on his face conveyed that he knew he was in serious trouble. Ginny though knowing that she could not be injured or affected by anything really, still held her breath not wanting to breathe in the purple smoke. Then instinctively she tried to yell at Harry to duck. Though it appeared as though he had heard her, he started to bolt but a loud bang rang through as though a bomb went off. When the scene changed once again she found herself in a small, dark room that resembled a cupboard. She jumped when someone banged on the door and spoke with a shrill voice. Suddenly light filled the small room to reveal that it was indeed a cupboard. After a short amount of time Ginny could hear Harry muttering something about him wanting someone to kill him now. She watched as there were little snippets of things she was aware of. When the scene changed she was standing in Grimmuald Place with Harry and Sirius.

"Sirius there is something that I want to ask you."

"Ask away Harry."

"How do you find out what your animagus form is? I'm just curious."

"Meditation and a lot of it. You have to be completely relaxed, your breathing very steady, heart rate normal and keep your mind clear. Once you see the shape of the form you may take you have to concentrate on the shape. Not every one finds out his or her animagus form could be. It does take time. Practice meditation and be patient."

"Thank you for answering my question. Most wouldn't tell me just because I am so young and they think I am not old enough."

"Well, I am your Godfather and guardian. I have the right to tell you anything I want and to answer any and all questions you may have. After what you told me, I know you can handle anything."

Harry smiled and closed his eyes. His breathing steady and heart rate normal, completely relaxed. Suddenly, it seemed, Sirius was letting Harry know it was time for lunch. After lunch Harry returned to his room and was in the same state of being as before lunch. There were voices. Harry ran down the stairs and only stopped when he found Sirius.

"Harry, you already found out what you animagus form is?" Sirius said extremely shocked.

"No."

"Are you all right?"

"Not quite sure. I was meditating and suddenly heard voices and something shattering. I went back to meditating and heard the voices again. Though the voices were not clear they were familiar."

"Interesting."

"Would it be wrong if I tried to focus on the voices?"

"Let me put it this way, if it were me I would want to know and do what I could to find out." Sirius said while smiling.

XXXXXXXXXXX

Sirius left turned and left Harry in his room. Harry closed the door, climbed up on his bed and started to meditate. It became really dark there was nothing to see but then faintly there were sounds and suddenly there was quite a bit a light with Harry sitting on his bed. Harry stretched out and closed his eyes. It became really dark again and the sounds were a little louder.

The scene seemed to repeat a few times, indicating to Ginny that this happened throughout a few days. As Ginny realized this, the scene changed..

After a few attempts it became dark, as dark as Severus Snape's eyes. Moments later voices could be heard and recognized…..

"Get out of the way! Give me some room. He needs to be taken to Madam Pomfrey." McGonagall said

"He should be taken to St. Mungo's." Poppy stated

"No!" Several voices screamed in response…..

Harry's eyes flew open, his face was pale and small beads of sweat had developed on his forehead. He took a few deep breaths and began to relax. He laid back down closed his eyes and all became as dark as Severus Snape's eyes….

People were screaming in shock, gasping in fear and several footsteps were rushing closer.

"Get out of the way! Give me some room. He needs to be taken to Madam Pomfrey." McGonagall said

"He should be taken to St. Mungo's." Poppy stated

"No!" Several voices screamed in response.

Chairs screeched and more people were talking one at a time.

"Harry, can you hear me? It's Hermione. Ron's here as well as George, Ginny and everyone left from the D.A."…

Harry sat up quickly as he sucked in a breath. He got up and ran down the stairs.

"Sirius, it's about me! I don't understand or know how or what. I just know that it's me. I heard Hermione talking to me. I know I was the one she was taking to because she said my name."

"Harry, calm down. Tell me what you heard."

Harry calmed down as much as he could and slowly told Sirius what he had heard.

"Come with me."

Sirius led the way into the kitchen, opened a cupboard and pulled out a small dark colored bottle.

"I know what I said before about not knowing if I wanted to give some, well that has changed. You look confused and frightened. I know you will try to get back to it but it won't happen you mind is running like mad. I am only going to give you a small amount."

"Okay."

Harry's breathing was really quick; his heart was pounding hard and fast. He accepted the small amount of the belladonna.

"Harry I must insist that you stay down here. I will keep a close eye on you. If I think anything is wrong I will call for someone. I don't care if I get into trouble for giving you the belladonna."

Harry did not argue with Sirius. He willingly went to the couch and stretched out. His breathing slowed to normal and his heart began to beat at a safe pace. It was as dark as it could be and the voices returned…

"Harry, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have treated you the way I did. I shouldn't have been mad at you. Please wake up. I need you. I can't go through this alone." Ginny said choked up.

"Harry, you're my best mate but if you don't wake up and open your eyes right now and make my sister stop crying I'm gonna kill ya." Ron said threateningly.

"I lost Fred, I can't lose you too." George said crying.

"I learned so much from you. I believe in myself and you have to see that." Neville

said.

There was silence for a while. Soft footsteps scurrying around and soft, muffled voices could be heard…

"No! I'm not leaving! You don't get it! It's my fault."

"Ginny, no yelling we are in the hospital wing. And this is not your fault." Said Molly

"Yes it is! Harry's here because of me. Because of how I treated him. I was so stupid…"

"Ginny dear…"

"No mum, I'm not leaving Harry's side. I…I…should have talked to him sooner. I wanted to…I…I finally pulled it together and…and…" Ginny sobbed out.

"Ginny, its okay. Everyone knows that you've been dealing with Fred's death…" Arthur trailed off.

"Not to worry everyone, it's fine that Ginny stays. In fact I have to say that I rather she be here than anywhere else. Harry seems to do the best when she's here. I have to put my patients' wellbeing first." Said Poppy.

"I agree with Poppy. Also, I think that there has been enough commotion around Harry's bedside. Let us leave Harry in peace and quiet. And most importantly, leave Harry in loves capable hands." Said Minerva slightly chocked up.

Several footfalls could be heard re-treating the area.

"Finally, a moment alone with you. I have wanted to talk to you. I know you can hear me, wherever you are. Though you haven't opened your eyes, you're still here with me…with us. That's a good sign. Everyone seems to think that my behavior towards you is because of in part, Fred's death but it seems so long ago that he...I do miss him terribly and I haven't quite let go yet. Then there's the speculation that I'm mad at you because you didn't tell anyone that it would only appear as though you died. Yes, I do admit that for a short while I was, but I realized that you wouldn't have had time and you honestly thought that you would…It's something else…different. I really feel stupid. I haven't been mad, not really. It's more that I have been scared to be honest. I know you promised Ron that you'd stay away from me, before you took off, abruptly from the wedding, but you also had to take care of something so that Voldemort could be eliminated for good. If Ron were to ever find out that you snuck off to meet me…any way, as I said I was scared. Scared of what you'd do, how you'd react…I mean everything you had been through…everyone we lost, you lost as well and facing Voldemort again…I'm so sorry for not talking to you sooner. I wasn't sure how to tell you, how to say what I need to say, what I should have said. No one knows…aside from me…the thing is…I…I thought…no…I was p…pregnant. The night you met me just before the wedding…obviously. I found out privately of course…well I started to freak out and panic…you were who knows where…I was stressing about you…afraid that I wouldn't see you again…afraid of what my family would say for…when they found out…well, I was stressing and worrying so much I…I… miscarried. I knew that it happened…just before you, Ron and Hermione showed up at the school and Neville sending everyone from the D.A. the message that you three were there…I wanted to tell you as soon as I saw you…I never got the opportunity to be alone with you…I could have requested to talk to you alone, but that would have sparked suspicion and of course I was still scared. Then of course the battle, Fred and the others that didn't make it through the battle…I saw your face…I could tell that you blamed yourself for all the deaths…I didn't want you to blame yourself for the miscarriage…time just kept getting away from me…you left the dining hall, I wanted to go after you…Fred, my family…I am so sorry…I was so stupid…I need you so much…Harry, please, please open your eyes and hold me and help me let go of Fred and get through the loss of our…"

Harry's eyes flew open and he looked around looking confused but understanding. He was panting with beads of sweat sliding down his face.

"Harry, are you all right?" Asked Ginny.

"Yeah…huh…what?" Harry said startled.

"You kept saying that you're sorry, that you didn't know and that you want to help someone deal with or let go and get through some kind of terrible loss."

Ginny found herself standing back in the office at Potter Manor. She was trying to calm her breathing as well as her heart. She had a hand protectively placed over where her heart resided in her chest. A few tears rolled down her cheeks. She eventually pulled herself together and quickly left the office though making sure that the door was closed. She had to find Harry. She did not know what she would do or say or if there was anything that she could do or say but she just had to find him.

A/N: the parts with the 'XXXXXXXXXXX' was the only way I could think of to separate the jumps while Ginny viewed…the scene she watches-yes the sex scene-well I wanted to give something that my rating claims this story is…also I wanted to be careful about the details that would be there considering the character viewing is only 12…

Once again I say that the next chapter shouldn't take quite as long….though I mean it, it just doesn't seem to go as I hope…

Any comments? Yes? No?