Ginny watched the stars shimmering up in the sky. She had been staring at them, for who knew how long, but she couldn't get enough of them. They didn't change or do something exciting, they just glowed warmly back at her.

She did this every night. Every night since Fred had died. She would wake up, sometime in the earlier morning, and walk out into the Burrow's fields and lay down to watch the sky. This was a form of comfort to her. The sky acted the same way as it did when she was a kid. Nothing bad had happened to it, no tragedy.

So much had changed since she was a child, running around on the grass with her brothers. Recently there had been quite a bit of bad, hell there was a lot of bad, but there was good as well. Things had been getting back to normal, people were finding ways to cope.

Everyone had their own methods. Percy would stay close to George, helping them both. Bill would always turn on the wireless after dinner. Ginny would watch the stars. They had been doing these things for months now.

A owl hooted off in the distance, drawing Ginny from her thoughts. Light was starting to bank the hills.'She must have been outside for a while,' she thought. She started to get up, when she noticed a figure moving towards her, their wand a light. A small part of her started to panic, until she saw a light glint of a pair of glasses and the strangers hair was messy.

"Harry," Ginny breathed. She decided to settle back into the cool grass, waiting for him to reach her. When he did, he didn't say anything. He laid on the grass right next to her. He extingued his wand light, cast them in the semi darkness of early morning.

He was looking at the sky as well, taking it the scene Ginny had been watching. Ginny felt content. She knew he was thinking of something, she knew him. They both sometimes just needed to think, but they still wanted to be in each others company.

While the light continued to climb into the sky, Harry spoke, "What have you been thinking about?"

Ginny tore her eyes from the sky, turning her body towards his, propping her elbow into the grass and leaning her head on her hand. "I've been thinking about changes, the good and bad."

Harry mimicked her actions, "And what has been the conclusion." He pressed her with his eyes.

Ginny sighed deeply, trying to keep her feeling in check. She and Harry had discussed everything after the war ended. They wanted no secrets from each other. They had talked about deaths. They discussed the trials they both had faced. They figured out their relationship, and were both happier for it. They both had decided they wanted to be together, both still had feeling for the other.

The summer had been like it was on the ground of Hogwarts during her fifth year, just with a feeling of sadness hanging in the air. Harry and Ginny tended to gravitate towards one another. Ginny just always wanted to have some form of contact with him. Hold his hand, have his arms wrapped around her, sometimes she just wanted to have her lips pressed against his.

"Well," Ginny started. "I've decided that even though things have changed, what's happening now, and what will happen in the future is looking bright."

Harry smiled at her. "Ok Weasley, I'll bite. What do you see in the future?"

Ginny grinned right back at him. "Oh well I'm going to be the star chaser of the Holyhead Harpies."

Harry rolled his eyes affectionately. "Well that was a given. Tell me something I don't know."

"How about the future deal I strike with Quality Quidditch Supplies, making me their poster girl?"

Harry waved his free hand to dismiss that statement, "Well that's obvious as well."

Ginny snorted a derisive laugh, "Alright , if you think you can do any better, pray tell what does your future hold?"

Harry turn away from her, laying on his back to look at the sky again.

"Well besides the obvious of becoming an auror. I plan on getting married one day and having children."

Ginny rolled her eyes. "Ah and what fact of that is supposed to shock me? I mean, I'm pretty sure everyone plans on do that at some point."

Harry chuckled, "I guess you're right, but I never really planned it. I just never got to think like that."

Ginny felt a sudden rush of affection for the man next her. How could she have forgotten that he was always more focused on Voldemort, rather than what he wanted to do in the future. He had bigger issues than figuring out who he was going to marry.

"Ok Potter," Ginny said standing up. She held out a hand for him so she could pull him up "You know what you need?"

He took her hand shaking his head. His eyes showed his confusion.

"Well really I'm taking pity on your future wife. You have no idea how to dance, so I'm going to teach you."

Harry's eyes show shock, and a little excitement. "Are you sure your ready for such a task Weasley? I mean I can't dance worth a shite."

Ginny laughed and grabbed his hands. She placed one on her lower back and gripped the other in her hand. She placed her own around his neck. "Now just start to sway."

Harry followed her instructions, his eyes focused on his feet.

"Harry," Ginny tutted at him. "Keep your eyes on your partner. This will be your future wife and lets be real you won't want to take your eyes off of her."

He brought his eyes up to hers. She stared right back, a smile forming on her lips. She couldn't help but remember that day around the lake, after Gryffindor won the quidditch final. She had wanted to stare into his eyes all day, and now she was feeling the same way.

Ginny had always thought of eyes as a gateway. It lets a person show their true emotions. Harry was no different. His eyes lit up when he was doing something he loved. They could darken in sadness. They would show his anger and resentment. Now, however, they should caring and adoring.

The two young wizards slowly moved, both caught in their own thoughts. Eye contact was not broken, until Ginny placed her head on his chest. She listened to his steady heartbeat. She had never felt like this before. She had never felt this close to a person before.

Sure, she was close with her family, but this felt different. It was different in a good way. It felt right the way to two of them fit together, like they were meant to hold one another. 'Was this what it felt like to fall in love?' Ginny wondered as Harry continued to hold her close, moving them slowly in time with a beat in his own head.

Ginny placed a kiss on his neck, right on a tendon. She felt Harry's heart quicken, making her smirk. She pulled her head away from his body. Harry had his eyes closed and smile sat on his lips.

"You know Harry," Ginny said. "I think you have been lying to me. You seem to know how to dance."

Harry opened his eyes and looked down at her. "Maybe it's because I have such a good partner?"

Ginny couldn't contain a snort, "Oh Potter, did you just use a line on me?"

Harry smiled down at her, he looked ready for the challenge she was presenting. "And let's pretend I did, did it work?"

"I don't think so, I'm not trembling at the knees."

"Oh well then I should try again," He laughed. "How about, Did you just use the stupefy charm or are you a natural stunner?"

Ginny couldn't couldn't contain her laughter. "Where did you hear that one?"

"I heard George use a few years ago."

That sent Ginny on another fit of laughter. "Oh don't use my dear brothers as guidance Harry. Here I'll show you how to do it right." Ginny moved her face close to his, almost connecting his lips with hers.

"Did you survive Avada Kedavra? Cause your drop dead gorgeous." Harry's chest started to rise with laughter. He moved his lips towards her ear.

"Well Miss. Weasley, I'll have you know I survived it twice," He whispered.

Ginny quietly laughed. "Well that explains so much." She pulled her head back from his, "You know what ? I think you have successful gotten a hold on me. What are you going to do now?"

A smirk grew on his face, as the sun reached their faces. "I'm going to kiss you, is that alright with you Miss. Weasley?"

Ginny removed her hand from his, placing it with her other. She let out a dramatic sigh, moving her head forward. "I guess this one time."