29When he awoke the next morning, he was quite cheerful, as Hermione noticed.
"Have you worked out the problem Harry?"
He smiled at her as he buttered some raisin toast. "Yes. Actually, it was something you said that helped me Hermione. So do you know where Ginny is?
"No, but you'd better not try and kiss her again," said Ron who had just arrived. He gave Hermione a quick peck on the cheek. "Morning 'Mione."
"Good morning Ron," she replied sweetly.
Harry just rolled his eyes. "I'll see you later." And Harry went off to find Ginny.
He did find her eventually. She was sitting with her friends Imogen and Paula in the library. He began to walk over but Paula saw him first. She got up and faced him. "Ginny doesn't want to speak to you," she said simply.
Why not?" Asked Harry.
Paula shrugged. "I don't know, she won't tell me."
Harry handed her a note. "Well then would you please give this to Ginny for me?"
Paula nodded and went back to join Ginny and Imogen.
* * * * * *
It was almost midnight as Ginny climbed the stairs to the astronomy tower. She was wrapped tightly in her winter cloak, as the freezing night air had a tendency to find the holes in your clothes.
She looked around for Harry and couldn't see him. "Well he said be here at 10 minutes to 12," she thought to herself.
Then she saw a piece of parchment stuck to the permanent telescope that jutted out over the wall. Pulling the note from the telescope, she opened it and read the magically glowing writing.
Starlight, Starbright,
First star I see tonight,
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have the wish, I wish tonight.
I wish that I could hold you close,
Safe, and kept from harm,
I've fallen in love with your smile,
Your laughter, wit, and charm.
You are my day,
You are my night,
You are my shining star,
Just call my name and I'll be there,
Whether near or far.
"Harry?" She said with surprise.
"Yes?" Whispered a voice in her ear.
She jumped. "Harry, don't do that!"
"Sorry. I can see you got my note."
"Yes, but Harry, I can't-"
"Why not?" He asked softly.
She sat down at one of the desks. "It's because of the dreams, you yourself said they were a warning."
"Yes but not from Voldemort."
Ginny shivered.
"Ginny, all those names on the graves meant something to you didn't they? That's because you care about those people. I don't know why we are having the same dream. Maybe it's because we share similar experiences, but the warning is from us, to us. Our subconscious is trying to tell us that we have to stop moping around, or the people we love will die, because we didn't do anything to stop it."
"Then why did all the graves have my name on them one time. I don't love myself THAT much."
Harry blushed. "Ah, actually I think you were in my dream that night Gin. You are the only thing I've really been thinking about lately."
"Oh."
He grabbed her hands and pulled her up out of the chair. Her warm brown eyes met with his intense green.
"Ginny, don't you see? I love you. I have loved you for I don't know how long, but I would really like us to be together. When I'm with you, I feel wanted, and loved, and like I wouldn't ever want to leave your side. Please say you'll be mine Ginny."
Ginny threw her arms around Harry in a loving hug. "Oh Harry, of course I'll be with you. I love you, and I want to be with you forever."
Harry, lifted her face to his and gave her a soft, lingering kiss, just as a faraway clock struck 12.
"Merry Christmas Harry."
"Merry Christmas Ginny."