A/N: I don't know what I'm going to do; my longest fic is almost over. I'm thinking maybe a Ron/Hermione, in detail; what do you think? Maybe another H/G, different setting; I'm not sure. I will confess that I'm on the verge of a Draco/Ginny songfic. I hate myself. 'You Make Me Sick' by Pink; if you've heard it, maybe you understand what I mean. Still, me, a die-hard H/G shipper. My one comfort is that even Firebolt909, my idol, wrote one D/G fic. Or was it Imogen..?

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the lack of plot.

Harry stepped into the Great Hall, taking in the delicate, perfect snowflakes raining down from the ceiling. He caught one on his fingertip and watched as it disintegrated into nothingness, not even leaving a droplet of water behind.

^They're illusions.^ Should have known.

Harry was brought back to earth with a jolt as Ginny grabbed at his arm. Her eyes were shining with delight, causing them to resemble twin amber gems.

"Oh Harry, isn't it wonderful?" she gasped in amazement. Harry had never seen her this free with him. Then again, he contemplated, he had never seen her with tiny, perfect snowflakes dotting her hair and dark dress like multiple crystals.

"Yeah, it is," was all he said, but his hand clasped hers gently and he led her to a table.


Harry was ready to die. He had sat here with Ginny for the last two hours, listening to song after song slide by while he tried to get up the nerve to ask her to dance.

^We sure weren't this nervous with Parvati last year.^ That was Parvati. This is. ^Ginny, Angel descended from Heaven.^ Yeah. That.

Finally, as the final chords of "The Magic Between Us", sung by Celestina Warbeck, faded from the room, Dumbledore stood up and clapped his hands.

"Attention, students! Attention, please!" As soon as the headmaster had every pair of eyes on him, he began to speak again.

"In honor of those students who have had contact with the Muggle world, and to keep us from becoming prejudiced against those slightly different from us, for our final song we will have Celeste here sing a Muggle song for us." Harry couldn't help noticing the glare of hatred Madame Pomfrey sent toward Celestina at the sound of the nickname.

The blond witch tossed her curls over her shoulder and began to sing in her magically amplified voice. Harry turned to Ginny and quickly, before he lost his courage, took her hand and led her out onto the floor.


*When the rains blowing in your face And the whole world is on your case I would offer you a warm embrace To make you feel my love*

Ginny stepped closer to Harry until she had wrapped him in her arms. Harry saw her eyes glistening with something far from delight now, but he clung to her as memories of past years swept over him in a wave of emotion.

*When evening shadows and the stars appear And there is no one to dry your tears I could hold you for a million years To make you feel my love*

His first night at Hogwarts; sitting on the edge of the dormitory window, tears trickling down his face as he thought about his mother and father, at this school, perhaps in his house.

*I know you haven't made your mind up yet But I would never do you wrong Known it from the moment that we met There's no doubt in my mind where you belong*

At Platform Nine and Three-Quarters, seeing the little-girl Ginny for the first time; and late in his second year, seeing her painfully forced to become an adult at the age of eleven.

*I'd go hungry, I'd go black and blue I'd go crawling down the avenue There ain't nothing that I wouldn't do To make you feel my love*

Riddle's words rang in his ears: 'She didn't think the great, good, famous Harry Potter would ever like her.' Harry's head pounded with anguish, realizing the years of longing Ginny had gone through for him. Now, he thought wryly, the 'great, good Harry Potter' is madly in love with her, whether she likes it or not.

*Storms are raging on a rolling sea Down the highway of regret Winds of change are blowing wind and free But you ain't seen nothing like me yet*

Harry looked down at Ginny's head, now resting on his chest. Tears slipped from her closed eyes, and for an instant he paused.

"Ginny," he whispered, wondering if she would hear.

It was enough. She looked up, blinking back more tears. Her face was radiant with joy, and she became even more beautiful than she was normally. Harry's breath caught in his throat at the sight of her.

He couldn't remember what he wanted to say. All thought was sent out of his mind at her expression. His emotions hit, and, for once, he gave into them. He leaned down and his lips met hers in a release of all he had wanted since the summer.

*There ain't nothing that I wouldn't do Go to the ends of the earth for you Make you happy, make your dreams come true To make you feel my love*

~*~*~END SONGFIC~*~*~

A/N: And that's it. It's all over!!!! Waaa!!!! I need your responses on what the topic of my new story should be; that way, I can start a new obsession. A huge thanks goes out to all those of you who supported me throughout the writing of this fic; I love you guys!!!! (Figuratively, of course) Thank you, all those who have and will review this story. Let me know if you liked the ending, loved my writing, etc.; I won't deal with the possibility that you hated it. If you did, then the world would come crashing down around us, so keep your opinion to yourself! ( Just kidding; constructive criticism is always welcome! Thanks again!!!!