OK, So I'm getting some views, but no one is replying! Disappointing, but I guess I'll put some more up. So here it is:

"Harry," she whispered. she dropped the laundry she was carrying and ran to him. By the time she got to him, she was bawling.

Harry turned at the sound of the door. He jumped up, eyes wild. "Ginny, are you ok?What happened?" Ginny didn't stop crying, but she wrapped her arms around Harry in a huge hug.

"Oh Harry. You were lying there, not moving, I thought-"

Harry cut her off. " Shh, Gin. It's ok, I'm ok. Calm down, it's alright." She nodded, but didn't stop crying or let go of Harry. That he didn't mind so much. He led Ginny over to the patio set and got her sitting down, then pulled up a chair for himself. After sitting silently for a while, Ginny was ready to talk.

"What were you doing out here?"

"Thinking," Harry answered.

"About?"

Harry's cheeks turned slightly red, but his answer did nothing to reveal why.
" I was thinking about how stupid I am sometimes."

"Harry, what are you talking about? You are one of the most brilliant wizards I know."

"Oh sure," Harry replied. " I can wave a wand and say some fancy words. But when it comes to stuff that really matters, I'm a complete idiot."

Ginny was shocked, and more than a little confused." How can you say fighting Voldemort isn't important."

"Of course it's important, but there are more important things in life." Harry sighed. He wasn't giving her a lot of hints, but he thought she would get it by now.

" Harry, what-"

"YOU, Gin. You're more important," Harry got up and turned so she couldn't see his face, which was now the color of her hair. "I lost you, and it's all my fault. I was stupid enough to think that Voldemort would think I didn't care about you if I broke up with you. Now I lost you for no good reason at all."

After being silent for a couple minutes, Ginny spoke. " Are you saying you want to get back together?" She was trying to keep the hopefullness out of her voice, but she didn't think it was working.

"No kidding, Gin. Of course I want to get back together with you... but I completely understand if you don't want anything to do with me."

Ginny stood up. "I- I'll have to think about it. I better get to bed. Goodnight, Harry."

"Goodnight."

As Ginny walked back into the house, she told herself that the only thing she needed to think about was how to tell Harry she wanted to go out again. She felt happy as she fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

the next morning, everyone was finished eating breakfast before they noticed Ginny and Harry weren't up yet. Mrs. Weasley was just about to tell Ron and Hermione to go get them when Ginny walked in. She offered to go wake up Harry and ran back upstairs. Once she got to his room, she knocked on the door and opened it before he answered. Harry turned when he heard the door open. He was getting dressed and was shirtless. Ginny let her eyes wander down to his six-pac and then slowly back up to his face.

"Yes?" He asked.

Ginny smirked. " Fighting Voldemort sure keeps you in good shape. Anyway, I was supposed to come and wake you up. Everyone but you and me have finished eating already." As Harry pulled a shirt over his head, Ginny added, " I also have an answer. You know, from last night."

Harry's head shot up. Ginny could see the nervousness on his face, even if he tried to keep it out of his voice. "And?"

Ginny walked up to him and gave him a long, deep kiss. " I want everything to do with you. You'll always be in my life. And if you're too groggy and can't figure this out, it's yes."

Harry smiled stupidly. "Great. Well, we better get downstairs. I'm starving." Ginny took his hand and led him downstairs.

Everyone was ecstatic to see that Harry and Ginny were back together. Mrs. Weasley even started to cry. As she put it, " Everyone needs love in difficult times like these."

Over the next few weeks, everyone was surprised at how quiet it was. Fred and Georges joke shop became #1 in the country, and Bill got a girlfriend named Genevive, but that was it.

One afternoon, Hermione, Ron, and Mrs. Weasley were in the kitchen when Ginny and Harry walked in. "We're going to go up to the clearing and fly a bit, ok mom?" Ginny asked.

"Sweet, can I-" Hermione cut Ron's question off with an evil glare. She could tell Harry and Ginny wanted to be alone.

"Ok dears. Be careful," Mrs. Weasley said, giggling as Ron tried to figure out what he did wrong.

Harry and Ginny got their broom and started to walk hand-in-hand to the clearing. They were still laughing about the look on Ron's face before they left when Harry stopped dead in his tracks. They were almost there, and he had seen a rat -that was coincidentally without one toe- scurry ahead of them.

He handed Ginny his broom and got out his wand. "Ginny, use my broom and get back to the Burrow. And stay there! I don't want you to get hurt."

"What did you see?" Ginny asked, dropping her broom and getting on Harry's.

"Wormtail. Now go!" Ginny sped off into the sky and Harry walked toward the clearing. Once he got there he heard a cold voice.

"So you sent her away. Too bad. She would have been so much fun to torture. A heart as pure as hers always is."