Hi there readers. It's nice to see you.

I may not update this one very quickly, but here's my new story. It may not be the most original idea, but I enjoy writing it, and I hope you enjoy reading it.

As usual, my friends, J.K. Rowling owns these wonderful characters.

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1st September 1998

In some ways, it had been the saddest summer of all. In some ways, it had been the happiest. The pin of losing so many was still fresh; it felt like a constant ache, and stung at unexpected moments. But the little joys in life, of love and friendship, could light up the darkest of days. But, on this crisp autumn day, it was business as normal on Platform Nine and Three Quarters.

Harry and Ginny were saying their goodbyes, trying to ignore the staring people. Ginny looked into those emerald green eyes, and could hardly believe that this would be the last time she saw them until Christmas. She ran her fingers through his hair, and reached up to kiss him gently on the lips.

It took a lot for Harry to pull away. "I'll see you soon," he promised.

"Write every day," Ginny said fiercely. "I want to know everything. You aren't keeping me out of the loop any more."

Harry laughed. "I don't think that's possible any more," he whispered, kissing her again. Ginny couldn't have pulled away if she tried. Instead, she fastened her arms around his neck, kissing him more passionately than she ever had.

It would have been a beautiful moment, if it hadn't been interrupted by a flash, accompanied by a pop, and a lot of loud voices.

"Mr Potter!"

"Harry, over here!"

"Look this way Mr Potter!"

A crowd of reporters were standing in front of them, several holding cameras, snapping pictures ferociously.

"Great," Harry muttered. "That'll make the headlines."

"Famous Harry Potter in Love," Ginny laughed. "They've never printed that story before have they?"

"Not that I know of," Harry joked. "Well, you'll need to get used to the press sometime."

Ginny's heart skipped a beat. "Sooner rather than later." She considered spoiling the press with another kiss, but the train whistle blew, and her family were suddenly all around, ushering her and Hermione onto the train. Ginny leaned out of the window. Dozens of reporters were surrounding Harry, but one or two were facing her way.

She saw Harry turn around, his eyes gazing apologetically at her. She smiled, then gave a theatrical wave, and several flashes temporarily blinded her. Harry winked, before pushing his way through the group, shielded by George and Percy. The whole family had come to wave her off.

She sighed. That was what life with Harry would be like, and she had better get used to it. She wasn't going to be leaving his side for quite some time.

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Hope you enjoyed.