Finally Ginny

He had tried to sleep, but he could not sleep, not until he held her, not until he knew she was okay, not until he had an answer from her. So now he stood outside the great hall under the invisibility cloche. Kreacher had brought new clothes and a sandwich to him upstairs, so he was semi presentable, he had quickly visited the bathroom and wiped the blood and grime off his face and brushed his teeth, but he did not have the patients for anything else, he had to see her, feel her warm body against his, stroke her hair….., but what if she did not want him? He had after all left her, deserted her, but she did want him, she had made that much clear on his birthday last summer. Still doubts stewed in his head, had she moved on? Was there someone else now? Could she forgive him? Somewhere deep down inside his being he knew there was no one else and she would forgive and she would take him back.

So with one deep, breath he pulled off the cloke, stored it in his sweatshirt and headed into the lions den of the great hall to claim his love.

People were starring, and his entrance had quieted the hall, but he ignored them he did not care after everything nothing was going to keep him from her now. He spotted her easily still just sitting leaning against her mother's shoulder, near the front of Grifindor table. She was messy, her hair was haphazardly sticking out here and there from and sloppy brain she had attempted at one point and her shirt was torn and dirty, her jeans were bearing spots of dirt grime and blood and her face was grimy. But to Harry all he saw was a buety beyond all else and he made a beeline for her immediately not allowing his mind to hesitate and doubt.

She saw him, has he drew closer. She got up as he neared and for a minute they just starred at each other then in one movement, they were hugging he was kissing her hair, her forhead anything he could reach, thanking God she was okay and whispering her name in a soft voice. Then his lips landed on hers.

To be continued…..