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Ginny came down to dinner, her eyes flashing with anger. She completely ignored her brothers Percy, Ron, and the twins, still fuming from their earlier accusations against Harry. However, when she saw Bill and Charlie, her expression softened.
"Hey, Ginny, how was your day?" Bill asked, smiling.
Ginny smiled back, "It was good, Bill. Thanks for asking."
Charlie chimed in, "Yeah, we were just talking about Quidditch. Want to join us?"
Ginny's face lit up, "Yeah, I'd love to."
As they chatted, Percy tried to join in, "Hey, Ginny, can I-"
But Ginny cut him off, ignoring him completely.
Ron tried next, "Ginny, we were just-"
But Ginny turned her back on him, continuing her conversation with Bill and Charlie.
The twins tried to interject, "Ginny, we're sorry about-"
But Ginny shut them down, "I don't want to talk to you right now."
Bill and Charlie exchanged a glance, happy to be the only ones included in Ginny's conversation.
"Let's just talk about Quidditch, Ginny," Bill said, smiling.
"Yeah, it's safer that way," Charlie added, chuckling.
Ginny laughed, "Definitely."
After dinner, Ron, Percy, and the twins finally approached Ginny, looking remorseful. They offered heartfelt apologies for their earlier accusations against Harry.
"Ginny, we're really sorry for what we said," Ron said, his voice filled with regret.
"Yeah, we were totally out of line," Percy added.
The twins nodded in agreement. "We're idiots, Ginny. Please forgive us."
Ginny looked at them, her expression unreadable. She didn't want to forgive them, not yet. But then she remembered Harry's words, "You're so lucky to have a family."
She decided to share those words with her brothers. "You know what Harry told me?" she said. "He said, 'You're so lucky to have a family.'"
Ron, Percy, and the twins looked at each other, shamefaced.
Ginny continued, "And you know what? He's right. I am lucky to have you all, even if you can be idiots sometimes."
Her brothers smiled, relieved.
"Thanks, Ginny," Ron said. "We don't deserve it, but thanks for forgiving us."
Ginny nodded. "Just don't do it again, okay?"
Percy nodded vigorously. "We won't, Ginny. We promise."
The twins chimed in, "Yeah, we'll be more careful next time."
Ginny smiled, accepting their apologies. "Good. Now let's move on, shall we?"
As Ginny accepted her brothers' apologies, the rest of the family watched with relief and happiness.
Molly smiled, "I'm glad you boys apologized. Family is everything."
Arthur nodded, "Well said, Molly. Let's just enjoy the rest of the evening."
Bill and Charlie, who had been chatting with Ginny earlier, grinned at each other.
"Looks like everything's okay now," Bill said.
Charlie nodded, "Yeah, crisis averted."
Fred and George, the twins, looked at each other and shrugged.
"We're just glad we're not in trouble anymore," Fred said.
George chuckled, "Yeah, let's just keep our mouths shut from now on."
Percy and Ron exchanged a glance, still looking a bit sheepish.
"Let's just agree to think before we speak, okay?" Percy said.
Ron nodded, "Definitely. No more accusing Harry without knowing the facts."
The family continued their evening, enjoying each other's company and the warmth of their reunion.
As the evening wore on, Ginny's expression suddenly turned serious. She felt a wave of guilt wash over her.
"I am such an idiot," she said, shaking her head.
Her family looked at her in concern. "What's wrong, Ginny?" Molly asked.
Ginny took a deep breath. "Harry trusted me with something. He told me about his past, and I promised I wouldn't say anything."
"But you did, didn't you?" Ron asked, his voice soft.
Ginny nodded, feeling miserable. "I didn't mean to, but in anger, I just let it out to you guys. I didn't reveal anything major, but I still feel terrible."
Percy frowned. "What did you say, Ginny?"
Ginny hesitated. "I don't want to say. I just feel so guilty for breaking his trust."
Bill and Charlie exchanged a worried glance.
"You have to tell us, Ginny," Bill said. "We're your family. We can help you fix it."
Ginny sighed. "I'll tell you later. Right now, I just need some time to think."
The family nodded, giving Ginny the space she needed. But they knew she had to make things right with Harry, and soon.
Ginny's family gathered around her, trying to reassure her.
"Ginny, you didn't reveal anything major," Ron said. "It was just an outburst. Harry's secret is still safe."
"Yeah, you didn't say anything that would put him in danger," Percy added.
Ginny looked at them uncertainly. "But I still feel like I broke his trust."
Molly put a hand on her shoulder. "You didn't, sweetie. You were just upset and reacted impulsively. That's all."
Bill nodded. "And even if you had said something, we're your family. We would never repeat it."
Ginny took a deep breath, trying to process their words.
"I guess you're right," she said finally. "I just feel so guilty for losing control like that."
Charlie smiled. "We've all lost control at some point, Ginny. It's not the end of the world."
Ginny smiled slightly, feeling a bit better.
"Thanks, guys. I just need to talk to Harry and apologize, I think."
Her family nodded in agreement.
"That's the right thing to do," Arthur said. "And I'm sure Harry will understand."
Ginny quickly made a Floo call to Harry's room at Fawcett Manor, eager to apologize and clear the air. When Harry's face appeared in the flames, he couldn't help but smile.
"Hey, Ginny! What's up?" he said, his eyes sparkling with warmth.
Ginny took a deep breath, launching into her explanation. "Harry, I'm so sorry. I had a fight with my brothers and I said some things... I didn't mean to, but I think I might have let something slip about your past."
Harry's expression turned serious, but he waved his hand dismissively.
"It's okay, Ginny. I know you didn't mean to. It was just an outburst, right?"
Ginny nodded, feeling a mix of relief and guilt.
"Yeah, but I still feel terrible. I promised I wouldn't say anything."
Harry's face softened.
"Ginny, don't worry about it. Just promise me you won't repeat it again, okay?"
Ginny nodded vigorously.
"I promise, Harry. I'm so sorry again."
Harry smiled.
"Apology accepted. Now let's just forget about it, okay?"
Ginny glanced around the room, making sure no one from her family was listening in on the Floo call. Satisfied that she had privacy, she leaned in closer to the flames.
"Harry, can I tell you something?" she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Of course, Ginny. What is it?" Harry replied, his eyes locked on hers.
Ginny's face grew flushed. "I'm missing you so much right now. And I really, really want to kiss you."
Harry's eyes sparkled with delight. "I'm missing you too, Ginny. And I wish I could kiss you right now."
Ginny sighed wistfully. "I wish we could be together right now."
Harry's voice was filled with longing. "Me too, Ginny. Me too."
The two of them sat there for a moment, lost in their own little world, the flames dancing between them.
"I'll see you soon, Ginny," Harry said finally.
Ginny nodded, smiling. "Soon."
Ginny returned to the table, where her family was eagerly waiting to hear about her conversation with Harry.
"So, what did he say?" Ron asked, curiosity etched on his face.
Ginny smiled, relief washing over her. "He instantly accepted my apology. He said it was just an outburst and not to worry about it."
Molly's face lit up with a warm smile. "I'm so glad to hear that, dear. You were worried for nothing."
Percy nodded in agreement. "Yeah, Harry's a great guy. He knows you didn't mean to spill his secret."
Ginny nodded, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders. "Yeah, I'm just glad it's all cleared up now."
Bill and Charlie exchanged a glance, happy to see their sister happy again.
"Good, now let's get back to dinner," Arthur said, smiling. "I'm starving!"
The family laughed and returned to their meal, the tension and worry of earlier forgotten.
As the evening wore on, the family made their way to the living room, the clock ticking closer to midnight. Ginny had a feeling she knew what was coming.
"I think I know what you're all waiting for," Ginny said, a sly grin spreading across her face.
"We're just enjoying each other's company," Ron said innocently, but Ginny wasn't buying it.
"No, you're not. You're waiting to wish me a happy birthday," Ginny said, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Molly smiled, "Maybe we are, dear. Maybe we are."
The room fell silent, everyone waiting for the clock to strike twelve.
"Ten, nine, eight..." Percy started counting down, the others joining in.
"Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one... Happy birthday, Ginny!" they all shouted in unison, as the clock struck midnight.
Ginny beamed with joy, feeling loved and surrounded by her wonderful family.
Just as the family finished singing "Happy Birthday", a snowy owl flew into the room, carrying a package and letter. Ginny's eyes widened as she recognized the owl as Hedwig, Harry's loyal companion.
"Look, it's Hedwig!" Ginny exclaimed, delighted.
Ron grinned. "And she's got a package for you, Gin!"
Ginny eagerly opened the package, revealing a stunning bouquet of red roses and white lilies. A note was attached, and Ginny's heart skipped a beat as she read the words:
"The beauty of these flowers is nothing compared to you. A very Happy Birthday. Your Melodramatic friend, Harry."
Ginny's face glowed with happiness as she gazed at the flowers and note. "He's so sweet!" she cooed.
Molly smiled, pleased. "Harry always was a romantic."
Percy chuckled. "Melodramatic, indeed!"
The family laughed and admired the beautiful flowers, Ginny feeling like the luckiest person alive.
As Ginny gazed at the flowers, Hedwig nipped her gently, as if to say "Happy Birthday" herself. Then, the owl nudged Ginny's hand with her beak, as if to give her something. Ginny smiled, taking the letter Hedwig offered.
"Thank you, Hedwig," Ginny said, her eyes shining with excitement.
She opened the letter, and her heart skipped a beat as she saw the beautiful handwriting.
"Dearest Ginny," the letter began,
"I wish you a very happy birthday. I wished that I could have been there in person, but I will soon be there, earliest possible by tomorrow morning."
Ginny's heart fluttered at the thought of seeing Harry soon.
"I want to thank you for being in my life," the letter continued. "If it wasn't for you, I don't know what I would have done. You made me smile once again, taught me to laugh, made me enjoy life, Ginny."
Ginny's eyes welled up with tears as she read on.
"But above all, you became my friend, and my first friend indeed. Before a fortnight, I didn't know you, and was just living my dull and dark life at my relatives', but now I cannot imagine my life without you."
Ginny's heart swelled with emotion as she read Harry's heartfelt words.
"You filled my black and white life with colors, and I will be forever grateful to you. I had no aim before, no reason; but now I have. Thank You, GINERVA MOLLY WEASLEY, for giving me and being my reason to live."
The letter ended with a simple yet profound statement:
"Yours Forever, Harry."
Ginny's eyes shone with tears as she finished reading the letter, her heart overflowing with love and joy.
As Ginny finished reading the letter, she felt a surge of emotions swirling inside her. She felt like she was melting into the words, her heart overflowing with love and gratitude.
"Oh, Harry," she whispered to herself, "I had no idea you felt this way."
She felt a blush rise to her cheeks as she read the words again, her mind racing with thoughts of Harry's tender feelings towards her.
"I've never felt this way about anyone before," she thought, her inner voice barely above a whisper. "I feel like I'm floating on air, like nothing can bring me down."
Ginny's thoughts drifted to the moments they had shared, the laughter, the adventures, the quiet moments when it was just the two of them.
"I love him," she realized, the thought hitting her like a ton of bricks. "I love him for who he is, for his kind heart, his beautiful soul."
She felt a sense of wonder, of magic, as if the world had come alive in a way she never thought possible.
"I want to spend the rest of my life making him happy," she thought, a smile spreading across her face. "I want to be his reason to live, his forever love."
As she sat there, lost in her thoughts, Ginny knew that nothing would ever be the same again. She had found her soulmate, her forever love, and she knew that their love would conquer all.
As Ginny sat in the living room, surrounded by her family, they noticed a change in her expression. Her eyes welled up with tears, but a soft smile still played on her lips.
"Blimey, Ginny's crying!" Ron exclaimed, concern etched on his face. "What's wrong, Gin?"
But Ginny just shook her head, her eyes brimming with tears.
"Don't worry, Ron, she's smiling too," Percy said, his brow furrowed in confusion. "I've never seen her like this before."
Molly's eyes filled with understanding. "She's happy, but also overwhelmed. It's like her heart is full."
Arthur nodded in agreement. "Yes, and she's not saying a word. That means it's something special."
The family watched in silence as Ginny sat there, tears streaming down her face, but a radiant smile still shining through.
"I think it's Harry," Molly said, her voice barely above a whisper. "She's fallen deeply in love with him."
The room fell silent again, the only sound Ginny's soft sobs.
"We'll just have to wait and see what happens next," Arthur said, smiling knowingly.
But Ginny remained silent, her tears and smile speaking volumes about her emotions.
Ginny stood up, still smiling through her tears, and began to hand out Harry's letter to her family members. She didn't say a word, just passed it around the circle, her eyes shining with happiness.
"Read it," she said simply, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ron took the letter first, his eyes scanning the page quickly. As he read, his face broke out into a wide grin.
"Blimey, Harry's a romantic!" he exclaimed.
Percy nodded in agreement, his eyes shining with amusement. "Definitely a melodramatic one!"
Molly's eyes welled up with tears as she read the letter, her face radiant with joy.
"He's perfect for you, Ginny," she said, her voice trembling.
Arthur cleared his throat, his eyes misty with emotion.
"I think we can all agree on that," he said, smiling at his daughter.
As each family member finished reading the letter, they passed it on to the next, their faces filled with smiles and tears.
Finally, the letter made its way back to Ginny, who took it back with a soft smile.
Harry lay in his bed at Fawcett Manor, a soft smile spreading across his face as he thought about Ginny. He had sent her the letter and bouquet hours ago, and he couldn't help but wonder if she had received them yet.
"I hope she liked the flowers," he thought to himself, his mind drifting to Ginny's bright smile.
He knew he had to wait until tomorrow to see her, but it was hard to be patient. He wanted to be with her, to see her reaction to his letter, to hold her in his arms.
"But she has a family, a loving one," he reminded himself. "Unlike me, she has people who care about her."
He thought about the Weasleys, their warmth and love for each other. He longed to be part of that, to be surrounded by people who genuinely cared about him.
"I'll see her tomorrow," he told himself, trying to calm his racing heart. "I'll wait, no matter how hard it is."
As Harry wrapped the blanket around him, he felt a pang of loss. Ginny was not beside him, and he couldn't shake off the feeling of emptiness.
"Who will I snuggle now?" he thought to himself, missing the warmth of Ginny's body next to his.
He had grown accustomed to sleeping with Ginny by his side, feeling her gentle breathing, and her soft skin. But now, he had to sleep alone again.
He tossed and turned, trying to fall asleep, but his mind kept wandering back to Ginny. He missed her dearly, and the comfort of her presence.
"It's not the same without her," he thought, feeling a lump in his throat.
After an hour of lying awake, Harry finally drifted off to sleep, but it was not the same as the deep, peaceful sleep he had grown used to with Ginny by his side.
"I wish she was here," he whispered to himself, even in his sleep, his heart longing for the girl who had captured his heart.
5Harry woke up early the next day, excitement coursing through his veins. He quickly got ready, showering and brushing his teeth, and then put on a decent outfit for Ginny's birthday party.
As he headed downstairs, he was greeted by his grandmother, Grandma Tucker. "Good morning, Harry! I see you're all dressed up for Ginny's party," she said with a warm smile.
"Yes, Grandma, I'm really looking forward to it," Harry replied, his eyes shining with anticipation.
"I'll be flooing to the Burrow this evening, dear," Grandma Tucker said. "But you can go ahead and leave now. I'm sure the Weasleys are eager to see you."
Harry nodded, his heart racing with excitement. He made his way to the fireplace, took a deep breath, and said "Burrow!"
As the flames engulfed him, Harry felt the familiar sensation of being pulled through the Floo Network. When the flames died down, he found himself in the cozy living room of the Burrow, surrounded by the warm and welcoming atmosphere of the Weasley home.
"Welcome, Harry!" Molly Weasley exclaimed, beaming at him. "We're so glad you're here!"
Harry greeted the rest of the Weasleys, exchanging warm smiles and hugs with Ron, Percy, Fred, and George. However, his eyes kept scanning the room, searching for the one person he truly wanted to see - Ginny.
"Where's Ginny?" he asked, trying to sound casual despite the growing sense of unease in his chest.
"She's upstairs, getting ready," Molly replied, noticing Harry's searching gaze. "She'll be down soon, dear."
Harry nodded, trying to hide his disappointment. He had been looking forward to seeing Ginny all morning, and now he had to wait even longer.
"I'll go help her," Ron offered, grinning mischievously. "Make sure she's not taking too long."
"Thanks, Ron," Harry said, forcing a smile. But his eyes remained fixed on the stairs, willing Ginny to appear.
Just then, a faint noise came from upstairs, followed by the sound of footsteps. Harry's heart skipped a beat as he saw Ginny descending the stairs, looking more beautiful than he had ever seen her.
"Happy birthday, Ginny!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with emotion.
Ginny smiled, her eyes shining with happiness. "Thanks, Harry," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ginny descended the stairs, her beauty taking Harry's breath away. She wore the stunning purple dress that Harry had bought her from Harrods just 10 days ago. The dress hugged her curves perfectly, accentuating her slender figure, and the rich purple color brought out the bright green in her eyes.
"Wow, Ginny, you look absolutely gorgeous!" Harry exclaimed, his eyes fixed on her radiant face.
Ginny smiled, her eyes shining with happiness. "Thanks, Harry, I feel like a princess in this dress," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
The dress was a perfect fit, showcasing her delicate shoulders and neckline. The subtle sparkle of the fabric caught the light as she moved, making her look like a vision of loveliness. Her long, curly red hair cascaded down her back like a fiery waterfall, and her bright smile lit up the entire room.
"You look stunning, Ginny," Harry said, his voice filled with sincerity. "I'm so glad I bought this dress for you."
Ginny's smile grew wider, her eyes shining with delight. "I love it, Harry. You have excellent taste," she teased, her voice playful.
As she reached the bottom of the stairs, Harry couldn't help but notice the way the purple dress made her eyes sparkle like emeralds. She was a vision of loveliness, and Harry's heart swelled with love and admiration for her.
The Weasleys, including Bill and Charlie, watched the encounter between Harry and Ginny with warm smiles. They had witnessed the blossoming romance between the two and were delighted to see them so happy together.
"Ah, young love," Bill said, chuckling. "It's wonderful to see them so smitten."
"Yes, they're perfect for each other," Molly agreed, her eyes shining with happiness.
Charlie nodded in agreement. "Ginny's always been a firecracker, but Harry brings out the best in her."
Ron, who was standing next to Harry, grinned. "And Harry's always been a bit of a loner, but Ginny's brought him out of his shell."
As the family watched, Harry and Ginny continued to gaze into each other's eyes, their love and adoration for each other palpable.
"I'm so happy for them," Molly said, her voice filled with emotion.
"Me too," Bill agreed. "They deserve all the happiness in the world."
The Weasleys continued to watch the young couple, their hearts full of joy and love for them.
Harry's eyes locked onto Ginny's, and he couldn't resist the urge to be close to her. He walked towards her, his heart racing with excitement, and wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug.
"I'm so happy to see you, Ginny," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion.
Ginny's face lit up with a bright smile as she hugged him back. "I'm happy to see you too, Harry," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
As they hugged, Harry leaned in, his lips inches from Ginny's. But, remembering the presence of the Weasleys, he suddenly felt a wave of shyness wash over him. His face flushed with a bright red blush as he quickly kissed Ginny on the cheek instead.
"Happy Birthday again," he whispered, his voice trembling with emotion.
Ginny's smile faltered for a moment, and she looked at Harry with a hint of disappointment. "Just a cheek kiss, Harry?" she teased, her voice playful.
Harry's blush deepened as he smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, Ginny. I didn't want to embarrass you in front of your family."
Ginny's smile returned, and she leaned in close to Harry. "I wouldn't have minded, Harry," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
After the tender moment between Harry and Ginny, the Weasleys gathered around the table, eager to celebrate Ginny's birthday with a delicious breakfast feast. Molly had outdone herself, preparing a spread of pancakes, waffles, eggs, and bacon that filled the room with savory aromas.
"Dig in, everyone!" Molly exclaimed, beaming with pride.
"Best birthday breakfast ever, Mum!" Ginny said, taking a bite of her pancake.
"Thanks, Mum, this is amazing!" Ron agreed, stuffing his face with waffles.
"I'm starving!" Harry said, laughing, as he piled his plate high with food.
"Help yourself, Harry, you're part of the family!" Arthur said, smiling warmly.
As they ate, the conversation flowed easily, with jokes and laughter filling the room. Ginny glowed with happiness, surrounded by her loved ones and enjoying her special day.
"This is the best birthday ever," Ginny said, smiling at Harry.
"Glad you're enjoying it, Gin," Harry replied, grinning back at her.
The breakfast celebration continued, filled with warmth, love, and the joy of being together.
After breakfast, Ginny grabbed Harry's hands and announced, "I'm going to show Harry my room!"
Ron let out a loud "Ooh!" and nudged Fred and George, who burst out laughing.
"Good luck, Harry!" Charlie called out, chuckling.
Bill and Percy exchanged knowing glances, grinning mischievously.
Molly smiled warmly, saying, "Well, dear, I'm sure you want to show Harry your treasures."
Ginny rolled her eyes good-naturedly. "Mum, stop it!"
As Ginny led Harry out of the room, the others couldn't resist teasing him.
"Be careful, Harry!" Ron shouted.
"Don't get too comfortable!" Fred added, winking.
Harry's face turned bright red as he followed Ginny up the stairs, feeling like he was being led to his doom.
"Shut up, all of you!" Ginny shouted down, laughing.
As they reached her room, Ginny turned to Harry and said, "Sorry about them, they're just being silly."
Harry smiled, still looking a bit flustered. "It's okay, I can handle it."
As soon as Ginny closed the door, she turned to Harry with a mischievous grin. "Now, kiss me properly," she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Harry's heart skipped a beat as he gazed at Ginny's expectant face. He leaned in, his lips meeting hers in a tender, yet passionate kiss.
The world around them melted away as they lost themselves in the moment. The kiss deepened, their lips moving in perfect harmony.
Ginny's arms wrapped around Harry's neck, pulling him closer. Harry's hands cradled her face, his fingers tracing the contours of her cheeks.
Time stood still as they savored the kiss, their hearts beating as one.
"That was the best kiss ever," Ginny whispered, her voice barely audible.
"Definitely," Harry agreed, his eyes shining with happiness.
They stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, basking in the glow of their love.
After that magical kiss, Harry smiled and said, "Happy Birthday again, Ginny."
But instead of responding with words, Ginny leaned in and kissed him again, her lips soft and gentle.
Harry's eyes closed in bliss as he felt Ginny's lips on his. He wrapped his arms around her, deepening the kiss.
"I think I'm getting used to this birthday wish," Ginny said, breaking away from the kiss with a sly smile.
"I'm happy to keep wishing you a happy birthday, then," Harry replied, grinning.
Ginny's eyes sparkled with mischief. "I think I'll keep taking advantage of that."
And with that, she kissed him again, leaving Harry breathless and wanting more.
As they went downstairs, the Weasleys were oblivious to the romantic moment that had just transpired between Harry and Ginny in her room. They chatted and laughed, discussing everything from Quidditch to their plans for the upcoming holidays.
"I'm thinking of visiting Hagrid over the break," Charlie said, munching on a treacle fudge.
"That sounds like a great idea, Charlie," Molly replied, smiling.
Harry and Ginny exchanged a knowing glance, but no one suspected a thing. They had managed to keep their kiss a secret, for now.
"I'm just glad we're all together," Arthur said, beaming at his family.
"Me too, Dad," Ginny replied, snuggling up close to Harry on the couch.
The atmosphere was warm and cozy, with no hint of the romantic tension that had developed between Harry and Ginny. They were just happy to be surrounded by the people they loved.
The group of friends, consisting of Harry, Ginny, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Ron, and the twins, flew onto the Quidditch pitch, their broomsticks at the ready. The air was electric with excitement as they began the match.
"Let's show them what we're made of!" Ron shouted, grinning at his teammates.
The game was intense, with the Bludgers flying every which way. Fred and George were expert Beaters, but even they couldn't control the rogue Bludger that suddenly broke free.
"Oh no!" Charlie yelled, pointing towards Ginny.
The Bludger was heading straight for her, and Ron and the twins' faces contorted in horror.
"Ginny, watch out!" Bill shouted, but Harry was already reacting.
In a flash, Harry swooped in on his broomstick, positioning himself between Ginny and the Bludger. His eyes locked onto the ball, and with lightning-quick reflexes, he took the full impact of the Bludger right on his stomach.
Ginny closed her eyes, bracing for pain, but it never came. She opened her eyes to see Harry in front of her, clutching his stomach and wincing in pain.
"Harry!" Ginny exclaimed, shock and concern etched on her face. "Oh my god, Harry!"
"I'm fine, Ginny," Harry gritted through his teeth. "Just...got...the wind...knocked out..."
Ron and the twins rushed to Harry's side, helping him off his broomstick.
"Blimey, Harry! That was crazy!" Ron said, awestruck.
"You idiot!" Ginny scolded, tears in her eyes. "Why did you do that?"
"Couldn't let you get hurt, Ginny," Harry replied, struggling to catch his breath.
The game came to an abrupt halt as the group surrounded Harry, worried about the extent of his injury...
Arthur and Molly rushed out of the house, concern etched on their faces, as Bill filled them in on what had happened.
"Harry took the Bludger hit for Ginny!" Bill explained, still looking worried.
Arthur and Molly's eyes widened in shock as they took in the scene before them. Harry was still standing, albeit a bit unsteadily, clutching his stomach.
"Oh dear lord!" Molly exclaimed, rushing to Harry's side. "Harry, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Mrs. Weasley," Harry replied, trying to wave it off.
Arthur's eyes narrowed, his gaze flicking to Harry's face. "Harry, that was quite a hit you took. Are you sure you're alright?"
Ginny's eyes met Arthur's, and then Molly's, a silent understanding passing between them. They saw what the others didn't - Harry's attempt to downplay the pain, his habitual response to injury.
But this was his first Quidditch match. He shouldn't be used to this kind of pain.
Ron and the twins were oblivious to the subtle exchange, still caught up in the excitement of the game.
"Blimey, Harry, you're a real-life hero!" Ron exclaimed.
But Arthur, Molly, and Ginny saw beyond the bravado, their faces reflecting their concern for Harry's well-being.
Despite Harry's protests, Molly gently but firmly removed his t-shirt to examine the extent of the injury.
"Harry, stop fussing and let me see," Molly said, her voice soft but firm.
As the t-shirt came off, the Weasleys gasped in unison. Before them stood Harry, his torso a perfect specimen of muscular development, despite his tender age of 11.
"Blimey, Harry!" Ron exclaimed. "You're like a miniature version of ...
"Merlin's beard!" Bill whispered. "How did you develop a physique like that at your age?"
But Ginny just rolled her eyes good-naturedly. She had seen Harry shirtless before, and it didn't faze her in the slightest.
"Stop staring, you lot," Ginny said with a chuckle. "He's still the same Harry, no matter how many muscles he has."
Molly, however, was more concerned with the bruise forming on Harry's stomach. "This needs attention," she muttered, already heading towards the house to fetch her healing supplies.
After Molly finished treating Harry's bruise, he immediately sprang up from the couch, shocking the Weasleys.
"Harry, what are you doing? You need to rest!" Molly exclaimed.
But Harry was already heading towards the kitchen. "I promised Ginny I'd make her lunch, and I'm not breaking that promise," he said, his eyes determined.
The Weasleys exchanged stunned glances. They had no idea that Harry had suffered worse abuse than a mere Bludger hit and still managed to do the entire household work.
"Harry, you can't be serious!" Ron said, getting up from his seat. "You just got hurt!"
But Harry waved him off. "I'm fine, Ron. Really."
Ginny watched in amazement as Harry began expertly chopping vegetables and stirring pots. "Harry, how are you doing this?" she asked, bewildered.
"I promised you lunch, didn't I?" Harry replied, smiling. "I don't break promises."
The Weasleys looked at each other, a mix of awe and concern on their faces.
Harry presented them with a magnificent lunch, complete with roasted meats, steaming vegetables, and golden-brown bread. The aroma wafting from the table was heavenly, and the Weasleys' eyes widened in amazement.
"This is incredible, Harry!" Molly exclaimed. "How did you manage to cook all this after getting hurt?"
"I told you, I'm fine," Harry replied, smiling. "Besides, I promised Ginny I'd make her lunch."
The Weasleys dug in, savoring the delicious flavors and textures. Despite their enjoyment, they couldn't shake off the shock of how Harry had managed to cook such a feast while injured.
"Blimey, Harry, this is better than Mum's cooking!" Ron said, earning a playful glare from Molly.
"I know, right?" Ginny said, grinning. "I'm impressed."
But Arthur's expression was more serious. "Harry, we need to talk about how you're coping with...everything. This is just one example of how you're pushing yourself too hard."
Harry's smile faltered for a moment, but he quickly recovered. "I'm fine, really. Let's just enjoy lunch."
After lunch, Ginny pulled Harry aside, her eyes brimming with tears.
"Harry, I need to talk to you," she said, her voice trembling.
They walked to a quiet corner of the garden, away from prying ears.
"Harry, you shouldn't have taken that hit," Ginny said, her voice cracking. "It should have been me. I'm the one who's supposed to get hurt, not you."
Tears began to flow down her cheeks, and Harry's face contorted in distress.
"Ginny, don't cry," Harry whispered, pulling her into a gentle hug.
Ginny buried her face in his shoulder, sobbing uncontrollably. Harry felt a pang of guilt, thinking he'd ruined her birthday.
But Ginny sensed his emotions and suddenly pushed back, her eyes blazing.
" DON'T YOU DARE THINK THAT YOU MADE ME CRY, HARRY JAMES POTTER!" she exclaimed. "AND FEEL GUILTY! You saved me, Harry. You always put yourself in harm's way for me, for us..."
Ginny's voice broke again, but her determination remained.
"You're the one who deserves protection, Harry. Not me. I can take care of myself, but you...you're the one who needs taking care of."
Harry's eyes widened, taken aback by Ginny's outburst.
"Ginny, I—"
But Ginny cut him off, her voice firm.
"No, Harry. Just listen. You're not alone anymore. We're here for you, and we'll take care of you, just as you take care of us."
The Weasley brothers had been silently watching the whole encounter from a distance, their faces a mix of curiosity and concern. Ron, Fred, George, Bill, Charlie, and Percy had all been drawn in by Ginny's tears and Harry's distress.
"I think we should give them some space," Ron whispered, nodding towards the garden.
The others nodded in agreement, but they couldn't help sneaking glances at the pair.
"Blimey, Harry's really gotten under Ginny's skin, hasn't he?" Fred whispered.
"And vice versa," George added, grinning.
Bill and Charlie exchanged a knowing look.
"Percy, what do you make of it?" Ron asked, turning to their older brother.
Percy's expression was thoughtful. "I think Harry's found a family here, and Ginny's found a protector. They need each other."
The brothers fell silent, observing the intimate moment between Harry and Ginny. They knew that their little sister had grown up, and Harry had become an integral part of their family.
As they watched, Ginny's tears subsided, and she smiled up at Harry. The tension dissipated, replaced by a warm understanding.
"Looks like everything's okay," Ron said, smiling.
"Yeah," Fred agreed. "Let's leave them be."
The Weasley brothers quietly retreated, leaving Harry and Ginny to their moment of connection.
Next Chapter is Breaking of the Promise.
A/n: I hope You like it. Please ignore grammatical and spelling errors. Well I thought that since 11th birthday must be busy around Hogwarts and all ,and 17th birthday being getting in starting adulthood, 10th birthday in Weasleys must be a grand birthday, to declare the end of innocence, and entering the wizarding world.Thanks for reading. § Hinny Forever § Please Review!!!