This is my very first story, please be kind! But I would very much appreciate your help and support.

Prologue

His heart yearned for her, but he knew that he could never be with her. It was so lethal to think of loving her, imagine how her life would be. She was already a target after the chamber of secrets and after her help she had given Harry. He sat looking out the train window at the flowing countryside while she sat beside him cross legged watching out the window too.

It was the Christmas holidays of his 6th year at Hogwarts; he had been granted permission to celebrate the occasion at the Weasleys home which had become his aswell including Hogwarts. It was his first Christmas after Sirius had died and he was pleased he was spending it with his adopted family and Ginny. He made a pact to himself that if he couldn't love her openly, he would still have her as a close friend, but unfortunately she was getting more beautiful by the day and it was becoming increasingly hard not to take his eyes off her. She had a stunning figure with curves in all the right places, red locks flowing down her back and the most beautiful chocolate eyes he'd ever seen. He was sure she'd caught him staring at her but she just shrugged it off and Harry was pleased she left like that, seen as he was struggling already. He knew that she was being followed by many boys at Hogwarts and she was constantly being asked out, but she began to get sick and started curing them if they didn't leave her alone which Harry loved seeing. She could look after herself very well and had given out her curses so swiftly you were lucky if you saw her hand move before it hit you.

Finally the train began to slow and Harry looked over to Ginny and gave a weak smile. She leaned over and grasped his hand, 'You ok?' Shock waved shot up his arm.

'Yeah I'll be fine, pleased to be spending it away from Grimmauld place and Hogwarts!' he replied.