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Chapter 25:- Decisions

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A/N: Thanks Malehorntaildragon.
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Gabrielle turned once more in bed as he mind continued to wrestle with its problem. She and Ginny had worked on Harry for hours, the pair had quickly helped Harry's own magic repair his protection but they had stayed connected to Harry even after that. She did not know if Harry's sleeping mind could feel the pair but they had stayed just in case. They wanted him to feel their presence to know that he was being watched over and that he could sleep.

Time seemed to fly by for the pair, Gabrielle didn't care as the day turned to evening and then eventually night but she did remember that the pair had shamefully fell asleep against each other. They didn't sleep much because they were gently awakened by Hermione and Molly. Gabrielle saw the blush creep across Ginny when she realised the position the two of them were in but Molly did not seem to care. In virtual silence the four had left Harry and returned to their own rooms.

Gabrielle had not wanted to leave Harry and had to be almost pulled from the room. She could see that Ginny was the same but they let themselves be walked away as the fatigue eat away at them. All that happened hours ago but Gabrielle cold not get back to sleep she continued to wrestle with the problem in her mind. Soon she would have to make a decision, one she didn't want to make, one at the moment she couldn't make.

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Dumbledore sipped his hot chocolate as he tried to calm his mind. Recently every plan that he had created for Harry was failing and it was failing because of one little girl. He didn't wan to blame Gabrielle without meeting her but it seemed that she was causing him more and more problems with Harry. He had studied her closely when he was at the Burrows and found nothing remarkable about her except for her beauty but he had long ago stopped looking at that.

He looked closely at the still form of Fawkes. For the past eighty years the bird had been his companion and confident but now she was quiet to him no notes of happiness for him to listen to just stony silence. He turned his mind away from bird and back to Harry. He had worked ever so hard to get him recognised as Head of House and so become his own legal entity. He had just started to get the rest of the plan in motion but now he had to try and change it again and it was due to that girl... wasn't it?

The Ministry was going the key problem for Dumbledore. Every witch and wizard was concerning themselves about Voldemort except him. Voldemort was a concern but not the greatest it was what would happen after Voldemort that concerned him more. Dumbledore was certain that no matter what happened Voldemort would fall but he would not be the last wizard to challenge the wizarding world. That to him was of far greater importance, the system had to change and Harry was going to be his weapon for it. By making him such a powerful person in wizarding society at such a young age it would allow Harry the leverage, power and status required. If Harry defeated Voldemort Harry would be able to change the world. With the right training and right marriage Harry would be in the perfect position yet now that was changing again.

"Have you chosen yet?" Dumbledore called out to his bird as a second thought crossed his mind.

The phoenix just looked at Dumbledore and said nothing, yet Dumbledore suspected that the phoenix had indeed chosen and was even now meddling with the affairs of wizards.


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Remus walked slowly with his companions. He was certain that the track that they were taking had doubled back on it's self at least twice but the closed canopy above denied him any reference points. His nose managed to pick up the faint small of wood smoke but that was all. As the small group walked he looked at his two young companions closer, they did indeed look fit and healthy and Remus saw that it would be difficult to lure them away from the life style that they were currently living.

A flicker of light up ahead told Remus that there destination was close. This was going to be tricky for him. If they rejected him all he could hope to receive would be a quick death. Werewolves were not renowned for there mercy. As they turned to last corner he saw the small camp stretching out. His mind started to catalogue every detail he saw. Even if he could not persuade these people to return to the normal world the information that Remus could gather here would be invaluable. The camp didn't look like it had a formal structure it looked like fires and sleeping rolls were laid wherever there was space.

Every step took him closer to the centre he started to study the other people around him. At first he saw what he expected to see, many teenage or youngish males but as he looked round he started to see more people. He then started to notice women present in the group, and these women didn't look frightened or scared they looked like part of the pack. He kept scanning the watching faces incase he saw someone that he knew and knew of him but as he did he saw on the edge of the gathering younger people. He started to see boy's and girls of no more the 10 or 11 watching, it was then Remus realised that this pack wasn't what most would suspect this was in fact a whole community.

"I thought you were going to have fun with him." A gruff voice called out towards to two men with Remus.

"He want's to join us!" one of them replied.

A strong voice stopped Remus and the group as it said "That's not your choice it's mine."

Remus turned slowly and looked at the man. He had expected to meet this man at sometime but not like this. He studied the powerfully build man not much older than himself, he looked to be in his prime. Remus's instincts were conflicting already, one wanted to leap across and attack this man, he was the cause, he had started Remus on the path. The other instinct was one of deference, this man was the leader and Remus should not challenge him, not yet.

Greyback looked the new comer over, he was young than himself but far older that most of his pack. The way he stood showed his strength and ability yet there was no fear in the man's eyes. As he continued to look his nose detected a scent, one that he had smelt before but could not place.

"You want to join?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

Remus had expected this question.

"I want a real life not one of hiding of no money I want to live!"

"That sounds very prim. What's the real reason?"

Remus dropped his head slightly before replying.

"I want take what I want but I can't do it alone."

Greyback studied the man, he sound alright but his senses were telling him to be cautious.

"How did you find us?"

"I saw you travelling a week ago and followed you. I saw what you were and wanted to join."

Greyback thought this one through it wasn't improbable but it would have been hard. Something about this man intrigued him if what he was saying was true he would be an asset to the pack if not? Well the pack knew how to deal with traitors like that.

"Very well make yourself comfortable we will hunt soon and you will join us."

Remus nodded and slowly let out his breath, he had been accepted, if only temporally, because during the hunt he knew he would have to show them what he was.

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Harry sat round in his bed and ran his hand over his face. The darkness in the room told him that he had been sleeping well into the night. He quickly glanced over to the fireplace and saw the warm coals still in the grate but nothing else. Almost the last thing he remembered was lying in front of the fire shivering uncontrollably and looking at both Ginny and Gabrielle. They had come to help him, to help him sleep yet they couldn't know what danger they were in being with him.

He smiled to himself as he remembered the sensation that the pair had produced as their magic danced around his and helped him relax and sleep all the time helping repair the damage done to his mind. He could almost imagine the soft hands soothing away his problems but it was too dangerous to think these thoughts. A sudden embarrassed thought washed over him as he realised that someone had actually put him in bed. Glancing down he realised that he was still fully clothed but the thought of one of the girls having to put him to bed still embarrassed him still.

He walked across his bedroom to the fire and saw the book he was reading sitting closed on the small table. How it got there he did not know but he realised that if Ginny had come then so must have the Weasleys and that would include Ron and Hermione. How could they be so careless and put themselves in danger like that once more? Fighting down his annoyance he continued to look round the room. It still felt new and different to him but the faint trace of perfume seemed on it's own to brighten up the place. Confrontation with his house guests would come but now he felt the need for food. This thought of food didn't turn his stomach which surprised him was this also due to what the girls had done? Some food was needed he hadn't eaten for two days and his body was screaming for it.

Slowly opening the bedroom door he looked along the corridor, by the looks of it he was still alone on this floor and understood that the others were probably in the rooms that they used the last time they were all here. Moving quietly he descended to the hallway and saw that all of the candles were unlit and so carefully walked to the kitchen. He entered the normally busy room and was pleased to see that it was empty the plain wooden table looked scrubbed and clean and he could feel the heat coming from the stove. A small pot was in the stove keeping warm, the aroma from it made Harry's mouth water. Carefully picking the lid up he saw a soup quietly simmering and he had to suppress a smile, someone had obviously left this for him in case he got up, quickly getting a bowl he sat down and started to eat wondering what he was now going to do with his house guests.

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Gabrielle closed her eyes to make sure that she wasn't mistaken; her connection showed that Harry had moved. The time for her to make the decision had come and yet she still could not. As she withdrew back to herself she quietly got out of bed. She looked at what she was wearing and smiled, the simple light blue pyjamas always looked good on her. She looked once across the room at the sleeping form of Ginny but turned away quickly because looking at the girl was not making it this any easier. She crossed to the door and rested her hand on the brass knob. As she turned the knob the coldness penetrated her hand and she stopped what she was doing. Glancing back over to her should she saw Ginny roll in her sleep but was silent.

She had said that she didn't mind sharing. She had told her sister and her friend that she didn't mind but right here, right now when the decision had to be made she didn't know. Whether it was her magic her instinct or something else she knew that this was the moment, her moment. This was the time she had been planning for all those long months, Harry was now sitting downstairs on his own. He needed company someone or something to cling to. If she went down there their relationship would change, it would become the one that she dreamed of, no matter what happened she knew that he would start to look at her not as a little girl or a teacher but something completely different. But it might destroy what he was happening between him and Ginny it would definitely destroy her friendship with that girl.

She slowly pulled the door open but then stopped again, her mind was telling her what she had to do but she didn't want to obey. She was going to lose her chance, maybe forever. The emotions were bubbling within her, fighting to break their restraints she raised a hand to her eyes and felt the wetness. The pain in her magic ripped slowly through her as she took a step away from the door. She was going to have to trust Ginny. Everything so far had been her plan, but now it would be up to Ginny. Before her courage fell away and her magic once more took over she walked to the sleeping Ginny. Gently shaking the girl awake she stepped back.

"What's up?" asked a sleepy Ginny as she looked at Gabrielle's face.

"You...you...have to get up."

Ginny saw the pain at the words and didn't understand.

"What's wrong, you're upset?"

"You have to get up and go."

"Go, go where? What's happened?"

"You...you have to go downstairs."

"Why?"

"Harry's there he...he...needs someone."

Ginny looked at the girl and saw the slightly open door in the background.

"You were going to him weren't you?"

"Talk to him and you'll get what you want."

"How do you know?"

"I can feel it. It feels right, if you talk to him he will... he will." Gabrielle was finding it harder and harder to speak she was not only giving up the dream she was making sure that dream became somebody else's.

Ginny stood and pulled Gabrielle close, as soon as her arms encircled the girl she felt Gabrielle dissolve into tears. It wasn't like when Harry went missing this was something even deeper. As she stood there she felt Gabrielle emotions for the first time everything seemed to be flowing away from the young girl it was like she was giving up. Eventually Gabrielle stopped crying and Ginny looked at Gabrielle's face, the tears had marked her beautiful face but as Ginny looked the puffiness seemed to be drawn away.

"I said we can share and I meant it."

Gabrielle's face lit up with hope once more.

"Gabrielle I can see what you can do for him and I don't mind He's going to need us, both of us, especially given what's recently happened. Neither one of us could help him alone. Whether others like it or even understand it it doesn't matter I understand, we both need to be with Harry, and he needs us."

"Are...are...you sure?"

Ginny let her emotions rule her as she bent her head. She saw Gabrielle's face move to match and found that their lips met. It wasn't forced it wasn't hard they just gently touched. Ginny's mouth opened slowly and her tongue probed forward only to find Gabrielle's doing the same. Ginny felt Gabrielle's arms tighten around her as the kiss deepened. She didn't know why she was doing this but it was the happiest she had felt, holding Gabrielle and kissing her was sending waves and waves of pleasure through her. It was the only way that her body could explain to Gabrielle that what she was saying was true. Ginny felt her nipples harden as the kiss continued and felt the urge to move her hands. The felling of Gabrielle's hands running up and down her back were causing shivers all across her body, she could almost imagine the sensations that they would cause if the girl ventured lower or higher.

Slowly separating Ginny said.

"You are a part of me, of us, Harry and me. I won't push you away, and I won't let him forget you."

"Thank you." Whispered Gabrielle looking down, her dream had shattered but a new one was slowly forming.

Ginny took a small step back to try and lessen the emotions in the room.

"What have I got to do?"

Gabrielle took a breath before responding.

"Talk to him, listen don't push. Be there for him. He knows what we did for him but he need to come to terms with everything."

"That's all?"

"Yes that's all Harry will do the rest himself."

"Ok but I won't let him forget about you I promise."

"No at the moment he won't accept me like I want him too. Later I can dream but for now you must be there for him, he needs someone."

"Ok." answered Ginny closing the gap the kissing Gabrielle in thanks before walking towards the door.

Gabrielle looked at the back of Ginny as she walked to the door and called out.

"Wait!"

"What?"

Gabrielle looked and Ginny once more the night clothes that she was wearing looked comfortable but they had to be changed. Now as her new fantasy was forming she would try and help it along and if it meant doing this then she could live with it.

"Do you normally wear that?"

Ginny looked down at her clothes. She was wearing a t shirt and pyjama trousers as normal.

"Well yes."

"Do you have a nightshirt?"

Ginny blushed slightly as she remembers the one that she had packed. It was one of the older ones but was comfortable especially on hot nights.

"Yes but it's a bit girly."

"Good put it on."

"Why?"

"Harry has to see you as a girl not as Ron's sister."

Ginny rummaged around in her bag until she found the garment. She pulled the t-shirt off and felt her breasts swing slightly and quickly glanced over her shoulder and saw that Gabrielle had turned her back to give her some privacy. Pulling the long shirt over her head she was slightly embarrassed by the faded pink unicorn on the front.

Gabrielle turned back and had to stop the smile. The long shirt was perfect she couldn't have chosen anything better somehow it seemed to make the decision right.

"Better Gabrielle?"

"Almost just take your trousers off."

"What!"

"Take them off it will make him look at you how you want him to."

Ginny raised her hands under her shirt to the waist band and waited. Ever since she had started school she had always worn shorts or trousers to bed, she never knew when the twins or someone else would do some thing and she didn't want run around without some form of covering. Forcing her fear down she lowered her trousers in a swift movement and stepped out of them. The cold night air fluttered around her legs and up under her shirt. Wearing just a shirt that stopped short of her knees and a pair of modest knickers she felt almost naked but she trusted Gabrielle.

"Better."

Gabrielle's face lit up as she smiled looking at Ginny. She did indeed look perfect.

"Go now and remember listen to him. Oh and ruffle you hair before you walk in it makes it look like you have just woken up."

"I have." Quietly giggled Ginny as she crept out of the room.

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Harry heard a noise approaching the kitchen. Was now the time his mind was questioning. Slowly he placed his wand next to the bowl on the table, if it was to be now he would do what he could. If it was Voldemort about to walk through the door Harry would try and give those sleeping up stairs some time to escape. As the noise slowly grew closer Harry started to relax his mind, his magic still felt fragile but he had determination.

The door slowly swung open and Harry rested his hand over the wand, his magic started to dance within him ready for the confrontation. The vision that appeared in the doorway was anything but Voldemort. Standing their and looking directly at him was Ginny, but looking like nothing had ever seen her like before. She was wearing a nightshirt that looked old and worn and had the fading picture of a unicorn on the front. She had one of her hands in her hair and was idlely scratching, this movement caused the shirt and ride up very slightly and tighten across her chest. Harry couldn't make out much more but the vision was one of the most beautiful things that he had seen.

"Harry."

"Ginny."

They both greeted each other seemingly a little embarrassed at finding each other here.

Ginny looked Harry over before walking to the table and sitting down. Gabrielle had told her to listen but looking at Harry that was one of the last things that her body wanted to do. He was looking so lost, like a little puppy, she wanted to cross to him and pull him close. Her emotions where churning away but she sat and prepared to follow what Gabrielle had suggested.

"You're up early?" commented Harry into the silence. He had watched Ginny walk slowly to a chair. He could see her bare legs and they walked, the slight tan and taut muscles reminded him of that Quidditch afternoon.

"So are you Harry. I woke up and came down to see you."

"How did you know I was here?"

Ginny smiled and tilted her head slightly to one side as she had seen Gabrielle do a few time.

"Oh...I see." Said Harry

"Well you look better than the last time I saw you."

"Thanks." Replied Harry dropping his head.

"How do you feel though?"

"Oh fine."

"Harry, have I got to go and get Gabrielle."

"You know about...?"

"Yes I know. I'm part of it remember, so please tell me how you really feel."

"Better."

Ginny waited for more, even she could see that he was fighting an internal battle but she waited as Gabrielle had told her so.

Harry looked at the girl next to him, she had come into the room and spoken only a few words yet he felt that they had been speaking for hours. Even though he was looking at her he could not see her, his mind was just working over what she had asked of him. How did he feel?

"You shouldn't be here." He replied letting his mind speak.

"Why not?"

"I...I...can't protect you."

Ginny wanted to immediately jump in but stopped herself. Gabrielle had said listen and she had to trust her over this one.

"He's going to come and...and...I can't stop him."

"It's alright Harry I'm not asking you to."

Harry's eyes focused on Ginny's face.

"You don't understand!" said Harry his voice beginning to rise.

"Then explain it...please Harry." Quietly asked Ginny.

"No you, you just..." replied Harry his voice raising even more but he stopped as he realised what he was saying.

Ginny waited and saw Harry clam up once more, she had been close to getting him to talk, it was so tantalising.

"Tell me what happened."

Harry shook his head and looked back at his empty bowl thinking of what he was being asked.

"What did he offer?"

"Everything." He automatically replied before he realised what he was saying.

"How did you know?" he asked

"He's like that. "

"Who?"

"Vol...vol...voldemort."

"You know him."

"Remember the chamber Harry." reminded Ginny knowing that soon she would have to speak to him about that time as well.

"Sorry Ginny I wasn't thinking."

Ginny looked round the kitchen, it was the room that had become the focal point of everything that happened inside the house, but for this it wasn't right. It was almost like her mother was watching them. Getting up she held out her hand towards Harry.

"Come."

Harry looked at the outstretched had in confusion.

"Come on Harry." Repeated Ginny, she had to change locations. She wanted to go to his bedroom, that large room where she had found him but that might cause even more problems. She was also sure that if she did go to that room in her current aroused state things might happen and Harry didn't need that just yet.

Harry got to his feet and took Ginny's offered hand. At this small contact magic seemed to dance down his arm and unexplainable he felt safer. As he followed Ginny's lead his mind started to explore the feeling of Ginny's soft hand within his. He studied the back of Ginny the way he her hair rippled as she moved through the hall. Ginny pulled open the drawing room door and peered in and was pleased at what she saw.

Walking slowly up to one of the sofa's she stopped and turned. As she looked into Harry's face she felt her legs wobble slightly he was looking so lost at the moment.

"Sit Harry."

Obediently like a dog Harry let go of Ginny's hand and sat down. Ginny didn't even hesitate as she sat next to him. The room was cold and she shivered slightly but otherwise ignored it. Tucking her feet up next to herself she looked at Harry once more.

"So what did he offer?"

"He would stop, if I just joined him he would stop."

"Did you believe him?"

"Oh yes I could feel it, sense it. He would stop; everyone that I knew would be safe he wasn't lying."

"Was that all?"

Harry felt a sudden embarrassment as he remembered what else he had been offered.

"No." he whispered.

Ginny could see the slight rise in colour in Harry checks whatever else was embarrassing to Harry but it definitely wasn't the time for her to make fun of him. Snaking her hand into Harry's she waited for him to continue.

"He offered me Hermione; he thought she was my girlfriend. He said that I could have her."

Ginny's stomach turned slightly at hearing this, had both she and Gabrielle got it so wrong? Was Hermione actually Harry's girlfriend and if that was the case what was she doing with Ron?

"What then?"

"I...I...said no." the tears in Harry's eyes started to leak out. Ginny wanted to reach up and wipe them away but check herself, Harry need to go through this. Her own concerns were not important.

"He...he...then got his followers to...." but Harry could continue.

"I read it Harry."

"But to see that poor woman used time and time again. She begged them pleaded with them, with me, but they continued they used her one after another and another."

Ginny couldn't resist any more and laid her hand on Harry cheek to wipe the flowing tears. Harry's head tilted towards her at the touch as if seeking out the warm pressure.

"At the end she was left there like a used cloth. He then blamed me said I could have stopped it."

"No Harry he did that not you."

"He said that if I had joined she would have been safe, he would make sure that Hermione was safe. He then killed her."

Ginny felt suddenly sick. The simple way that Harry had spoken of the killing hid the fact's. The prophet hadn't mentioned exactly how the woman had died but Ginny knew it wasn't pleasant. She just sat and waited for Harry, his tears continued to flow but she knew that there was more to come.

The time stretched as she waited, the feeling of Harry's face on her hand was the only sensation she could feel. She didn't want to remove it, touching him felt natural to her the right thing to do but except for the initial movement Harry hadn't reacted to her touch.

"You're safe Harry. Hermione's safe we all are it wasn't your fault."

"He then offered me another."

"Another?"

"Yes in the...the...the last house. He presented me with a woman, she was beautiful, perfect, and she purred and gave of herself. She ...she...said that she would love me. I ...I...wanted to say yes but couldn't something was stopping me."

"What was it?"

"I don't know, I think it was my magic I started to think about everybody, about my birthday and then I broke free."

"I know."

"You were there as well?"

"Yes Gabrielle needed my help it was the pair of us."

"Like you did earlier."

"Yes we did what we could to help."

"I would have said yes you know."

"No you wouldn't Harry."

Harry did not believe Ginny, he was certain that he would have agreed to anything just to end it. Ginny lowered her hand as she saw the tears stop flowing, it was painful to see such emotions in Harry but he did seem to be better for it. Her own feelings were still fragile and she had to know. The silence stretched once more as Harry, in his mind, relived what had happened since.

"Is she?" she eventually asked

"What?"

"Your girlfriend?"

"No of course not." Replied Harry clearly not understanding.

Ginny couldn't hold back any more her magic and emotions tore through her resistance at this response. Pulling Harry's face down towards her she kissed him, kissed him using every part of her lips. She felt him stiffen slightly but she continued her magic raced through her, warming her body, her emotions were singing for joy. Her lips explored Harry's and she closed her eyes to let herself be caught in the moment.

Her mind whirled at the thoughts, everything that she had dreamed flew across her mind. She was managing to kiss Harry something that she had dreamt about for far too long. The moment was not as she would have wanted but the experience was far greater than her dream. She felt her body go slightly lips, it yearned for more but her mind told her not just jet.

Slowly she pulled away and was saddened by the loss that her lips felt, she opened her eyes to look straight at Harry. His face still had tears forming in his eyes but she could see a confused expression on his face.

"I love you Harry, and I'm not some gift given by him."

"But...but...." Stammered Harry his emotions and something more running wild through him.

Harry shook his head slowly as everything was played out in his head. How could Ginny keep saying those things after what had happened? What would become of her is she stayed close?

"No Ginny! You have to leave me! He will...he will...."

"Dam it Harry no! If I didn't love you so much I would slap you, listen!"

"This..."she pointed to herself "...this is all me. Whether you love me or not I don't care. I love you I won't walk away, if he walks through that door now I would stand right next to you. I will fight with you, defend you, with this." She pointed to her heart.

"But he would...He showed me..."

"I know Harry I understand."

"How could you, you weren't there!"

"Honestly Harry I do! I read the paper I know what he's like I understand. I know that if he caught me he would do those things to me. I'll be wrong if I said it didn't frighten me, but Harry know this. Even though my body might scream for a release or I am u...u...used by those freaks my heart, my soul would still be your's and I would be happy."

"But...but..."

Ginny didn't wait for Harry to say any more. Pulling him closer she captured his lips once more. A she tried to deepen the kiss but she felt Harry reluctance. This was slightly unusual for her as every boy that she had kissed before had always wanted more from her, it was though Harry didn't know what to do.

As she continued to explore Harry's lips she felt the heat rise quicker and quicker within her she had to stop this soon. Gently breaking the contact she looked closely at Harry's face.

"See Harry I don't care, it's you I care about. I understand the danger and like you I accept it."

Harry mind felt like it had been hit by a truck as new and differing emotions hit him but slowly he concentrated on the kiss. The sensation of her lips upon his was nothing like what he had experienced with Cho. After his first of only very few kisses he remembered telling Ron that it was wet. This kiss like the last one would never be described as wet. He felt nervous and a little scared with this girl next to him but the kiss was nothing like he had experienced before. Her lips seemed to melt into his and produce allsorts of pleasure through his mouth and face.

At the moment his hands felt at a loss, he had seen others in the common room kiss and their hands were all over each other yet he didn't know what he was supposed to do. If he touched Ginny would it break the moment? Whatever Ginny was doing to him, his mind was relaxing the pressure that it had felt for the past few days was draining away with each kiss. It was a sensation that he did not want to part with yet if he made a mistake would he lose the girl?

As the pair pulled slowly apart neither of them could say anything the kiss had said it all. Ginny scooted as close to Harry as she could and held his hand, her head lolled to one side to find the soft shoulder of Harry. She felt Harry's head likewise move and lean against hers. The pair just looked at the empty fireplace without speaking.

Ginny was beginning to lean more and more into Harry, he was feeling the slight weight along his side. The soft almost unnoticed scent drifted into his nostrils and conjured up thoughts and images of summer days. As if driven by need he found that his arm had moved around Ginny and was holding her lightly to him.

Still holding the same position he relaxed more and more. The soft breathing from Ginny was lulling him even further, his worries we just disappearing from his mind. His magic felt strong, he felt safe here in the house and so just continued to sit there holding Ginny and looking into the fireplace.

Time passed before Harry eventually spoke. It was almost a shock to here his voice as he said.

"He's trying to kill me."

"I know." Dreamingly replied Ginny.

"You know about the prophecy?"

Ginny was only slightly confused.

"Only what I heard at the Ministry?"

"But you said that you knew!"

"It's was obvious, he's tried before and he's still attacking you. What's in this prophecy?"

"Oh...um....nothing."

Ginny looked up from Harry shoulder into his eyes.

"Please tell me."

"No...not yet...I...I"

Ginny raised her finger to Harry's lips to stop him talking.

"It's alright I'll wait. I did for you to see me; I'll wait once more just remember that I always want to help you."

"Thanks but...I've..."

Ginny pressed her lips to Harry's once more, this time it was the quickest of kisses.

"Don't talk just rest Harry, rest with me."

"But your family..."

"I don't care about them, it's you I care about but we have time before they awake."

Harry closed his eyes and let the fatigue take over once more.

Ginny heard the slowing breathing as Harry fell asleep. She couldn't believe how comfortable that she felt lying against Harry. She was home, she knew where she wanted to be and it was right here next to him. She closed her eyes and let her mind rest she would have to wake him up soon. She had told him that she didn't care bout her family but knew that she couldn't be found like this so they would have to go there separate ways for now.

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