What The Shrink Told Me
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3:06 PM; Courtroom 11
Ginny hid her face in her arms. This was it. She was going to Azkaban.
"In favor of Ginny Weasley serving a full sentence in Azkaban for the murder of Michael Corner, raise your hand." the woman said a moment later.
"In favor of Harry Potter free of charge for helping a 'convict', please raise your hand."
"In favor of Harry Potter serving a five year sentence in Azkaban and 80 hours of community service, please raise your hand."
A minute of heart-pounding silence and a stomach full of icy dread passed slowly, as if it held an entire eternity in its wake. Suddenly Ginny felt a hand on her arm. She opened her puffy red eyes and turned her tear stained cheeks up to the face of a smiling Harry Potter.
"Harry Potter, you are cleared of all charges. You are free to go. Ginevra Weasley, you are cleared of all charges. You are also free to go." the woman said. Ginny stared round and round, the ice cube in her stomach melting as warmth flooded from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. Harry grinned at her. "C'mon, Gin, let's go home."
The shackles around both of them disappeared and Harry and Ginny walked out of the courtroom, grinning, leaving a very ornery minister behind.
"But, but- She killed him! She confessed!" Jacobus cried.
Dolores Umbridge gritted her teeth. "I will get you, Harry Potter..." she whispered. "And next time you won't get away..."
8:06PM; The Burrow
Dinner was over. Twilight settled over the homey, warm Burrow. Mrs. Weasley had cooked up the best meal ever, in celebration of the two being free of all charges, and Ginny had eaten and eaten until she couldn't eat anymore. Then they had danced and talked and had a merry, joyous time. Ginny found herself watching Harry Potter, trying to catch his eye.
Most of the family had gone inside for a cup of hot chocolate, tea, or coffee before bed. Only Ginny, Harry, Hermione, and Ron remained outside now, reminiscing about the good ol' days at Hogwarts.
"So, Umbridge was the one who found you guys? I remember when Fred and George did all those fireworks just to torture her." Ron laughed, a bit tipsy. He had drunken a bit more firewhisky then he should have. "Ha ha! Man, that was good... Her-mo-nee..."
"Yes Ron?" Hermione giggled as Ron began to run his fingers through his hair. Ginny felt uncomfortable.
"Let's go inside... I want some more wine..." he whined. Hermione rolled her eyes, but relented. "Alright, Ron-Ron." She grinned. As she and Ron walked inside, Hermione turned to look at them and winked at Harry.
The door shut behind the married couple and Harry and Gin sat in silence for several minutes.
"Um, Gin, there was something- something I, uh, wanted to ask you..." Harry said nervously. Ginny turned to face him. It was dark, and only the firelight danced across his face. The sounds of crickets chirping and a dog somewhere barking was the only thing she could hear.
"Yeah?" Gin asked, moving closer. Harry stood up in front of her, and bent down on one knee.
"Ginevra, will you marry me?" he asked, watching her face earnestly. Ginny felt the happiest in her life. "Yes, Harry, I will.."
He slipped the ring on her finger then. Of course, on the right hand instead of the left on accident, but Ginny didn't notice. The ring was a single diamond silhouetted by two green emeralds. The gems sparkled in the firelight. Ginny then understood what it felt like to be loved.
Harry stood up and kissed her. It was an innocent kiss, not fiery or forced. But it was a special, loving kiss. And Ginny enjoyed every minute of it, when suddenly-
"RONALD WEASLEY!" Mrs. Weasley's voice erupted from the house. "HOW DARE YOU! THIS IS WHY I DO NOT LIKE ALCOHOL SERVED WITH FAMILY! YOU GO DOWN TO THE LEAKY CAULDRON OR SUCH, BUT NOT IN MY HOUSE! NO, DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT, BOY! HERMIONE, I HOPE YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'RE GETTING YOURSELF INTO, MARRYING SUCH A FOOL!"
Ginny laughed into Harry's lips. It was going to be a long night for her dearest brother...