I Love You

(This takes place after the war, like an hour or so. Ginny's POV.)

The fire place roared as Hermione and I sat in front of it. We were sitting in silence and so I decided to break it

"Ron told me you kissed him during the war" Hermione blushed and I tried not to laughed

"He did?" I nodded then raised my eyebrow. I better get an explanation. "I…I didn't know if we were gonna make it out alive, and I wouldn't be able to handle it if he died and I never told him I loved him"

"But you both survived" I'm glad they both survived, because it would be less entertaining if they weren't fighting all the time. I'm kidding; I love them both to death.

"Yes, I didn't think about that. Well I did, I thought about the future, not the awkwardness as we talk about the kiss"

I giggled. "Have fun with that"

"Thanks" Hermione replied sarcastically. Then the portrait hole opened. We both spun around in our chairs to see who it was. My eyes lit up as I saw Harry.

I saw Hermione glance at me. I knew I had a smile on my face, but I believe it was my shy smile.

"Hello, Harry" Hermione said, breaking the silence. I watched Harry walk closer to us. My heart was beating fast, and I wondered how they couldn't hear it?

"Harry, you look awful" I smirked slightly. He gave me a playful looked and I smiled

"Well thanks" He replied

Hermione laughed "We just came out of a war, we all look awful" Harry and I laughed along with her. Harry walked over and sat on the arm of my chair. Oh, God, my heart is about to beat out of my chest.

"Some of us weren't supposed to be in this war" He looked down at me and I smirked then crossed my arms over my chest.

"Hey, because of me, my mum killed Bellatrix"

"Yeah, but you almost died in the process" I wanted to know how he knew that. Was he standing around when I was dueling Bellatrix? Why hadn't I seen him?

"Harry you are on to talk about dying!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Yeah!" I slapped Harry's arm and he covered where I hit him with his hand

"Oww, I had to die" Harry defended

"Did you now?" I asked. I was mad at him. I still can remember the pain that shot through me as I saw his dead body.

"Yes, I did. I was a Horcrux, and Hermione I know you probably figured that out a while ago"

What the hell was a Horcrux?

"What's a Horcrux?" I ask

"I'll tell you later" I nodded at Harry, inwardly cheering, we are now gonna talk later.

"Harry, how did you find out?" Hermione looked guilty. I'm so confused

"Snape's memories, the ones he gave me before he died" Snape died? "In one of the memories, he was talking to Dumbledore, and Dumbledore said that I was the 7th and final Horcrux" Still confused.

"Harry, I'm sorry I didn't tell you!" Hermione looked like she was about to burst into tears.

"Hermione, relax, it would have just made me more difficult. I understand" He said to her.

I hear Hermione sigh and I look up at Harry, and then quickly look away.

"There you guys are!" Ron yells as he enters the room through the portrait hole.

Hermione turns red and she looks down. I look at Harry, he has a smirk on his face as well.

"Hey, Ron" Harry said


"Harry?" I spoke. Ron and Hermione needed to work this out, and I was just helping them "I think we need to talk" Hermione's head snapped up and she glared at me.

"Yeah, we do." Thank Merlin Harry caught on to my plan "Let's go up to the boy's dormitory" Harry grabbed my hand and we both stood and raced to the staircase.

We entered the room and Harry sighed. He walked over to one of the empty beds and sat down. There was a backpack lying on the bed.

"What's that?" I asked

He looked over at it and then chuckled. "My bag of things that I took with me. Hermione must have dropped it off in here"

"Where did you go?" I asked. I couldn't keep it in, I had been wondering since they left.

"Many places. Some better than others" He cringed and I sat beside him. I grabbed his hand and leaned my head on his shoulder.

"So, can you tell me what a Horcrux is?"

"It's when a witch or wizard splits his soul into pieces. They can't die until all of the Horcruxes are killed. Voldemort had 7"

"What were they?" Why would someone want to split their soul into 7 pieces?

"His mother's ring, the diary" I flinched. That was the worst year of my life beside this one. I'd rather be controlled by Tom than not know where Harry, Ron, and Hermione are, or if they are even alive. "A locket, Hufflepuff's Cup, and Ravenclaw's diadem, his snake, and then me"

"That's why you asked if anybody knew about anything that had to do with Ravenclaw"

"Yes, at that time, it was the second to last Horcrux. We still needed to kill the snake"

"So, is that what you three were doing? Hunting Horcruxes?" Harry nods.

I lay back on his bed and stared at the ceiling. I can't stand the silence, but I don't want to be the one to break it.

Harry lay down next to me and he bumps my hand with his. I smile inwardly and grab his hand. He intertwines our fingers and I sigh happily


"Yeah?" A lot of people called me Gin but I love it more when it comes from his lips. Those beautiful lips, the ones that I wished were on mine right now.

Harry turned on his side and so did I. "I'm glad you survived"

"Me too, Harry"

Once again, it was quiet, but then I finally said something "Last year, when you broke up with me at Dumbledore's funeral, did you do it to protect me or…" I couldn't even finish. I trailed off, hoping he would understand

"Ginny, trust me, I did it for your protection. Don't think for one second that I don't love you"

"You love me?"

"I've loved you since the end of my fifth year."

"And I've loved you since my first year" I giggled "I win"

Harry laughed "I can't top that"

"No one can" I smile. I feel truly happy when I'm around him. I should be upset since my brother died mere hours ago, but I can't shed a tear.

I loved my brother, but honestly, he wouldn't want us to be miserable. He would want us to live out the rest of our lives.

Harry leaned over and when he was about an inch away from my lips he grinned "Can I kiss you?" He whispered

"Do you really have to ask?" He chuckled and I brought my hand up to the back of his neck. I brought his head down to mine, and then our lips met.

When we kissed, everything flew far from my mind. I didn't think about the war or that so many of the people I loved had died. I didn't think of Ron and Hermione, who were probably snogging, I didn't think about anything or anyone but Harry.

He pulled away and he leaned his forehead against mine. "I love you"

"I love you too" I replied. I let go of him. I needed sleep and so did he. "Sorry, I'm exhausted, I'm gonna head to bed" I stood up and turned to walk away, but he grabbed my hand.

"Could you stay in here tonight? I was hoping that the nightmares wouldn't be as bad if you're here" He smiled and I nodded.

"Okay, I didn't really want to sleep in the girl's dormitory alone tonight" I climbed into the bed next to him and wrapped my arms around him. He wound his arms around my waist.

"Just wait, in a couple seconds, Ron and Hermione will come in and go to Ron's bed" Harry said

I waited and suddenly we heard the door open. We glanced at each other and tried not to laugh. We knew it was them because Harry's bed was beside Ron's and they laid down in it.

I let out a silent laugh and Harry did too.

He kissed my hair and then we both fell asleep