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I'm Breana, im_dans_girl07, and I am the author of this fan fiction. I do not claim any of these characters to be my own, unless specified, and I give all Harry Potter characters credit to Ms. Joanne Rowling. Enjoy the fan fiction and post many many many comments. Thanks, have a great day.

-Breana

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Intro:

7th year, Dumbledore isn’t dead. Horcruxes still need to be found but since Dumbledore is still alive, he told Harry, Ron and Hermione to finish school and then search. Ginny and Harry didn’t EVER get together. Voldemort is not a huge giant threat right now, but he is gaining power; romance.

Ships: Harry/Ginny, Ron/Hermione +


“Happy birthday Harry!” Hermione screamed in the bright morning sun on July 31st.

“Yeah, mate, it’s about time you become an adult like the rest of us,” Ron yawned from his bed across the room. They were at the Burrow, home sweet home. Harry had just arrived the night before, escorted by Dumbledore himself. Though Voldemort was not at full power, though the ministry had not yet fallen, though life was still sane at the time, Harry was still under the highest protection Dumbledore could get him.

“Wow, I feel so grown up now,” Harry said sarcastically. He didn’t feel all that different. After all, it seemed as though Harry had been grown up for years. He had no parents, though he felt as if he were truly a Weasley. He had fought off Voldemort countless amounts of times…yeah; he was done being a kid a long time ago.

The bedroom door opened and in a flash, a girl with long red hair was hugging Harry and wishing him a happy birthday. Very secretly, Harry enjoyed smelling the honey scent of her hair, the way her skin was so soft against his.

“Thanks, Ginny,” he told her as she nodded, blushing from her overexcitement. It was all so foolish. Everyone knew the pair fancied each other but neither would admit it. The only person who was oblivious to the fact, or at least pretended to be, was Ron. He remained as protective and guarded over Ginny as he had when he first found out that she was dating Michael Corner; to be truthful, he had never looked at Neville the same since the Yule Ball.

Hermione plumped down next to Ron on his bed and began stroking his flaming hair affectionately. He took her hand in his and rubbed his thumb on the inside of her palm. Her smile was instantaneous; Harry couldn’t help but wonder….

“If Ron can be happy with Hermione, why can’t I be happy with Ginny? If no one bans him from the one he wants to be with, why does he have the right to ban me from the one that I want? I understand…sister, protective, whatever…but I know that he knows that I would be right to her…he knows I would take care of her and always be the best I could be for her…I don’t understand. I really just don’t understand....”

“Harry, are you alright?” Ginny was asking in what seemed to be a distant voice. Harry suddenly snapped back to the earth, away from his thoughts.

“Huh? Oh yeah, I’m fine…I was just thinking that’s all,” he pretty much stuttered.

“Thinking about what, mate?” Ron asked inquiringly.

“You know about what,” Harry thought in his head.

“Nothing, really,” Harry said aloud.

“Well,” Hermione began, “I think we ought to go down for breakfast. Molly will want to wish you a happy birthday and feed you up.” Ron smiled at his girlfriend’s remark even though it wasn’t anything remotely special.

So, the foursome ventured down the stairs into the crowded kitchen of the Burrow to find it empty. Puzzled, they looked around, and Ron and Hermione led the way out to the garden and the backyard. As Harry followed, he felt something odd coming on and knew what hit him just before it arrived.

"SURPRISE!” came the shouts from the garden. They were clever, planning a party for the morning instead of the evening, which Harry would have expected ten times more than this.

As Harry looked around he saw Lupin and Tonks holding hands, Mad Eye Moody and his strange whizzing eye, Fred and George in aquamarine robes, Charlie and Bill Weasley, accompanied by Fleur, Hagrid and none other than Albus Dumbledore himself. Harry smiled and was happy that he had thought to dress before he came downstairs. He made his way over to the crowd and greeted everyone, accepting their congratulations….

aw, yay! I have my first reader; I'm soo super excited! lol. well yeah, tell your friends about it; I would love to have more readers.

i am so in love with this story

Love this fic!! Bad Ronald! You sould let your sister be with Harry, at least with him you can trust them.

Can't wait to read more!

Love,
Jemma
xxx

aw, thanks bunches. I have had 3 reviewers now, so I will probably post a new post tomorrow! [monday]

That's right, I'm soo with you ! lol.
Ron can be a butt sometimes, but hey
we all love him <333


Post more tomorrow (as I said, Monday)

Thanks for the kind reviews.

-Breana

Okay, so new post. I'll try to post very regularly, seeing as I have no excuse since I have a lot typed out already...lol. Plus, I just like to be a good FF writer. Tell me what you think. Thankss

-Breana

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I watched Harry accepting all of his praise for being a new adult. “Why are things so complicated?” I couldn’t help but ask myself. All I had ever wanted, deep down inside, was to be his, to hold his hand, to receive his love. Lately, it seemed like if it didn’t happen soon it was just never going to happen. Sure, I had had other boyfriends, but I would have left any of them in a second for Harry. He had been the object of my heart’s desire for years now; since the first time I ever laid eyes on him, when I was ten years old.

“It isn’t fair,” I thought to myself, “that Ron and Hermione are happy, that Fleur and Bill are happy, that Tonks and Lupin are happy, but that Harry Potter, the boy who lived, and I, Ginny Weasley, are not happy at all. I can see it when I look at him. He wants me just as much as I want him…the way he looks at me, the way he gets hot with the slightest touch of my hand…I am not stupid, I know that he fancies me just as much as I fancy him, but I fear that it is a different kind of affection. I fear that he likes me for my looks, as most boys do. I fear that I may love him inside and out, and he will never be able to look inside…”

Of course I had thought these thoughts over in my head many times before this. I, as I was thinking, had had affections for Harry since I was just ten. But for me, it was not that he was famous, it wasn’t his looks, his charm; it was just that I was happy when I was with him. He gave me butterflies from my head to my toes. He turned me inside out and kept me right at the same time. He confused me, he puzzled me, he made me sick to my stomach…but everything around him was perfect…

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After the traditional singing of “Happy Birthday” and plenty of cake for everyone, people said that they would be back tonight for the real party, which everyone in Hogwarts fourth year and up (except, of course, anyone in Slytherin) was invited to. There would be tons of security, with everyone from Rubeus Hagrid to Ministry officials. The Weird Sisters had been booked for months, which had been easy. Everyone would have been honored to play for Harry Potter’s seventeenth birthday. Mrs. Weasley had kindly invited the Dursleys, and Aunt Petunia, most likely in secret away from Vernon, had replied with a kind “thank you, but we won’t be able to make it.” Harry laughed at the thought of Dudley dancing with Luna Lovegood and his aunt and uncle enjoying a glass of firewhiskey….

This story is amazing. Great job!

So what did you all think of the post? Hopefully you liked it (: There should be another one coming tomorrow.

Loved it!!

Poor Ginny It's okay, things will work out in the end. (hopefully)!

Keep it up!

Jemma
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Ahhhh new post (: This is what I call a transition post. It's okay, but the best is yet to come <3 lol ehh ehh <3 COMMENT.

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“Oh, Ginny, what are you worrying about? You always look flawless…now me, with this frizzy mess on my head, I have to be worrying!” I laughed as such a gorgeous girl fretted over her hair.

“Easy for you to say,” Ginny groaned, “Ron always thinks you’re beautiful.” I smiled here. “I don’t even think Harry…never mind, I’m not going to have a pity party,” she frowned, and seeing the very closest girlfriend I had frown made me frown too.

“Ginny, don’t be naïve,” I told her confidently. “It is really quite obvious that Harry fancies you…I really think he just doesn’t want to betray Ron’s trust and I know that isn’t fair but it’s like some boy code.”
“I just don’t see how it’s fair that no one stopped Ron from having you.” Ginny said. I knew she had a fair point.

“I will talk to Ron. I will do my best to work this out for you but I don’t know that I can promise anything. I’ll just be the best friend I can be and try to help you out, Gin.” I felt so supportive and helpful. Ginny smiled a weak smile and I could tell that she didn’t think Ron was ever going to budge. Deep down I knew that without Ron’s approval, Harry would never go for Ginny no matter how much he wanted to….

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Harry was fretting over his hair. “Harry, honestly, you sound like Ginny or something…” I thought I saw Harry’s eyes flicker in the other direction, but I wasn’t really sure why.

“Look, Ron,” Harry began, “I want to talk to you about something…well, ask you about something, anyway.”

I furrowed my brow in confusion though I had a feeling of what was coming now. I nodded in approval of him to keep speaking, but I really wasn’t sure that I wanted to hear this…

“Well see, I have been having these weird, mixed up feelings for the past few months about a girl…I just needed some, you know, advice.” Harry took a deep breath and went on. “Every time I’m around her, I find myself at a loss for words and just breath taken because I seem to think she is the most beautiful, talented, amazing girl I have ever met. I know it sounds corny and I know it sounds stupid, but that’s just how I feel alright?”

I nodded in knowing; this, of course, was how I always felt around Hermione.
“But see…well I know that some people, probably one in specific, just won’t let this happen. But I just want to figure out how to tell these people…this person…that I would always treat her right…that I think about her all the time and I would never do anything in the world to hurt her. All I want is to take it slow, you know, and just learn more about her, get to know her, and learn to love her.” Harry paused, waiting for me to say something.
“Blimey, Harry,” I began, “These are really strong feelings you’re having here…”

“I know, Ron. That’s why I feel like I can’t just keep sweeping it all under the rug anymore. I know that you know who I’m talking about. I know you see it everyday I’m around her.”

I thought hard. Ginny; my little sister…with Harry? Harry, of course, would never mistreat her. He would always make sure that no one else hurt her either. He would protect her. He would care for her the way a boy should about his girlfriend.

“Harry, who are you talking about? Can you please just come out and tell me?” I asked him, wanting to see how much he really wanted this.

“Ron, it’s Ginny. I know you know, and I also know you’re just trying to see if I really care enough. I really do Ron. I don’t want to rush into anything at all. I don’t even want to ask her out yet. I just want to become better friends with her, have some time alone with her to see what she is really about. I want to care for her more than I already do before I promise her that I will be hers. I don’t want you to feel weird though, mate, and I won’t do this without your consent. Your other brothers, well I can live with that, but you’re the best friend I’ve got and I won’t give that up. Not even for Ginny…which, I know it may not seem like it but, that’s saying a lot.”

My head was racing, my heart was pounding. Somehow, I had known this day was going to come eventually. I knew that Ginny had always fancied Harry. I knew that Ginny was growing more beautiful by the day and she was amazing inside as well. She was just an overall great person, but I wasn’t sure I was ready to see my little sister go off and be with my best friend…

“I’m not going to say yes, and I’m not going to say no,” I said wisely, “I am going to think about this and tell you within a short period of time. I want to really consider this. I trust you with my life Harry, considering you have saved it plenty of times before, but I just want to make sure that Ginny is ready for all of this. In the meantime, take the chance tonight at your party to talk to her. But please, Harry, be a friend and don’t try anything with her yet. Be friends, be mates, something besides together…like, well you know, like that."

Harry nodded and he smiled. It made me trust him even more with her that he was so excited about a “maybe.” “Should I trust him with my little sister? Well of course! He’s my best friend. I just don’t know if I should trust him…he snogged Cho! What if he tries to move too fast…no, he says he really does want to take his time. No, I trust him. I just need to see if Gin is really ready....”

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Okay. So, what do you all think? Hopefully it's good. See ya!

-Breana

Thank you. & everyone go check out my new romance FF called Twisted Cables. It's nuts & I love it.

C'mon Won Won, trust Harry. He loves Gin. Can't wait till your next post. PAMS!
~Michelle~

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Everything was set; The Weird Sisters had arrived and were setting up to play. It was a quarter to eight, and the party started in fifteen minutes. Harry and Ron were downstairs waiting for Hermione, Ginny, Fred, George, Charlie, Bill and Fleur to come down. People from Hogwarts weren’t there yet, but that was to be expected; after all, everyone was either Flooing there or apparating. A select few might be flying, but that was highly doubtful. Fred and George were the first to emerge down the flight of stairs. They look absolutely ravishing in their fire red robes that matched their hair perfectly. Harry and Ron both told them that they liked their robes and, of course, Fred and George replied in their twinnish way, “Thanks gits!” Just as Harry and Ron were going to reply, they were awestruck as Bill came down the stairs accompanied by Fleur who put all other thoughts from their minds. She was wearing a silver mini-dress (Fleur's Dress) that showed her lovely long legs and made her hair shine even brighter, if that was possible. Bill shot them menacing looks and then laughed to show he was joking. Harry was sure that Bill understood that Fleur’s veela blood made her have that effect on everyone.

Harry and Ron both stayed with that stupid look on their faces till Charlie came down the stairs and smacked them on the back of their heads. About to retort, their hideous words were once again kept in their throats due to more beautiful women. Ron was simply speechless as his Hermione walked down the stairs in a stunning blue mini-dress with sequins at the top. (Hermione's Dress) This dress was certainly more in the “sexy” category. This shocked everyone to see Hermione wearing it. However, I think we can all say that all the men in the house were equally envious of Ron that night, even Bill who had a part-veela as his date and wife. However, Harry’s thoughts were far from Hermione, though he did agree that she looked stunning, because Ginny Weasley was walking next to her looking even more beautiful in his eyes. She was wearing a red dress with rhinestone straps. (Ginny's Dress) This dress revealed curves on Ginny that no one in the house, including Harry, knew were so pronounced. Ginny smiled down at Harry, and he thought he might have fainted. He managed to smile back as she looked concerned for his health.

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Harry looked as though he was about to pass out. I couldn’t look THAT bad! I thought to myself; maybe this really is too much cleavage and I just look stupid. Too many thoughts were running through my head. I was happy with the way I had looked before I had left downstairs. Hermione had said that Harry would think I looked beautiful. I was so confused; had Hermione lied to me in an effort to make me feel better? Wait, Harry moved to the bottom of the stairs where Ron was waiting for Hermione…that could only mean one thing…

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Ginny smiled weakly as she realized I was waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs.

“You look stunning,” I told her, though she surely must have already known. Strangely, she looked very relieved. In any case, I was too star struck to comprehend very much at all.

Suddenly, the fire erupted with green flames, and I saw my good friend Seamus step out. “HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY!” he exclaimed. My face was engulfed by a smile as he hugged me. From that moment on, the fire place was practically permanently green, the door seemed forever open, and oddly, people would appear walking down the stairs as though they had simply entered in Ron’s room and walked downward. Luna Lovegood appeared with Neville as her date; they had been dating since just before school had let out. People who had always been just a face in the hall to me at school were now at this party. The Weird Sisters were playing magnificently, and I was thoroughly enjoying being seventeen.

Meanwhile, Ginny and I were dancing and drinking. Mrs. Weasley had agreed to supply butterbeer and firewhiskey. She had instructed Ginny to not touch a glass, so she hadn’t…very much.

“Ginny!” I screamed over the blaring music.

“Yes?” she asked back.

“Let’s go outside; I just want to talk to you. This is too loud.” No; I wasn’t drunk. I was being serious. I wanted to talk to her. It wasn’t even ten o’clock yet.

We walked outside onto the freshly cut lawn. Ginny grabbed my hand, and I must say, I didn’t protest. Remembering Ron, I didn’t put my arm around her, just squeezed her hand affectionately and smiled.

“What did you want to talk about Harry?” she asked me innocently.

“Ginny…I just wanted to talk. I enjoy being with you.” I said, suddenly feeling embarrassed for putting everything out there.

I could see her blush from the moonlight. She was so beautiful. I couldn’t help but think that I looked insignificant next to her. I wanted to just hold her and tell her how beautiful she was. I would take my time though, as I had promised my very best friend. Suddenly, I looked at her in the eyes and found them full of tears.

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