The Power of Premonition

Epilogue

One month and several days later…

Ginny Weasley was lying in her bed on the third floor of the Burrow, happily sleeping, sunken in deep dreams, surrounded by warming familiarity. She had left the things that happened at Hogwarts several months ago behind, with the end of the school term, came the end of her nightmares and post-traumatic stress. Sighing lightly in her sleep, she turned around on her bed in her small, but cosy room – as suddenly a quiet noise rang in her ear.

Lazily opening one eye to peek through the dark room, she could only see Hermione Granger, who spent the summer at the Weasleys, snore quietly, lying on the ground covered by blankets, her bushy hair spread around her head like a veil. Ginny turned on her back again, both eyes open by now, and stared at the ceiling.

As the same sound she had heard before echoed through the room.

She quickly sat up and glanced around once more – before her eyes came to a sudden hold at the window. Behind the slightly dirty glass she saw a dark figure hovering in mid-air. Ginny eyes widened as a hand reached out to tap lightly against the window. She swallowed hard, slowly getting up from her bed, walking even more slowly towards the window.

The tapping sound continued until she had reached the window, about to open it. Just as her hands reached out to pull it open, she heard a quiet moan from behind.

"Gin?", a tired Hermione asked. "Wha's-wron-?", the other girl muttered, as Ginny turned around to her.

"Nothing. Go back to sleep. I just need some air", Ginny mumbled back, before she turned around again, facing the window and the figure behind it.

Her heart pounding in her chest, she reached out once more and pulled open the window – revealing someone in a hooded sweater on a broomstick right in front of her window. The figure lifted the hood and Ginny thought her heart would leap through her ribcage as Cedric Diggory smiled at her.

"Cedric!", she hissed with a broad smile. "What are you doing here?"

"I told you I would visit", he replied with a grin.

"You could have said when!"

"Where's the surprise in that?", he laughed quietly, watching her.

Ginny tilted her head and leant closer to the window. "So, what are you doing here? Now?"

"Not a good time?"

"Well –"

"I can go", he shrugged, a small smirk playing around his lips.

"NO!", she hissed, trying to keep her voice down. "No, stay, the time is perfect!"

"It is? I'm not disturbing you in any beauty sleep, am I?"

"Does that mean I need some?", she replied and put her hands on her hips to eye him with an eyebrow raised.

"I'd never dare to say that", he grinned. "Hey, come a little closer", he then added.

Ginny watched him for another second, before she leant further out of the window, just as he put his hand under her chin and pulled her head up a little, their eyes locking.

"Happy Birthday, little girl", he then whispered with a smile, before his lips closed around hers, sending armies of butterflies through her veins.

"Aw, you remembered!", she whispered happily.

"Of course." Cedric watched her, smiling, hovering on his broom in front of her window almost motionless.

"Oh, you got it back!", she then said, pointing at his broom.

"Yes, after several more summoning charms it finally came back from wherever it was", he grinned.

"I'm glad."

"You should be", he said. "Because we definitely need it tonight."

"What?"

"Grab some clothes, will you?"

"What?", she repeated, staring at him.

"Hey, it's the night of your fourteenth birthday. You can't just stay here and sleep! How boring is that?"

She tilted her head with a smirk, before she nodded. "Alright, wait a second, would you?"

"Sure, it would be even more boring if I spend your birthday just with myself!", he whispered with a smirk in his voice, as she turned away from the window.

She quickly gathered a sweater and a pair of jeans, before she slipped out of her nightgown into her clothes. As she returned to the window, Cedric watched her closely.

"Aw, I didn't mean you to change. I liked that nightgown!", he smirked.

Ginny shot him a grinning glare. "I bet."

He grinned even wider and looked past her for a second. Ginny followed his gaze and shook her head.

"Don't worry about Hermione", she said, before turning her head back to him. "Or should I write a letter that I've been kidnapped?"

Cedric smiled. "You'll be back in time", he said cryptically.

"Well, alright", she replied a little uncertain, yet eager to know what he had been planning. "So, where –"

"No questions yet, come here first", he said and moved his broom closer to the window, one hand stretched out for her to grab, while his other motioned the broom on a level to the windowsill.

Ginny watched him for a while before she grabbed his hand and climbed out of the window, carefully slipping onto the broom behind him, her arms immediately flying around his waist. Her head moved around him, trying to face him. He turned his head to her, while he pushed off the wall beside the window with one foot and turned the broom pointing into the other direction.

"Hold on, it's not that far", he then said and looked back into the open night facing them.

A warm, soft summer breeze stroke Ginny's face as he motioned the broom forwards, leaving the Burrow behind in a blur of air. They flew through the darkness, with trees, wide fields and small little houses passing by, while Ginny clung onto Cedric, her head leant against his back, her eyes hastening over the night rushing by.

After a short while, even though Ginny would have loved to fly longer, Cedric moved the broom towards the ground, before he gently landed on a pitch of grass between a couple of pine and oak trees. He waited until Ginny dismounted the broom, then did so too. One hand holding the broom, the other grabbing Ginny's hand, he then nodded towards the nearest oak tree with a smile. Ginny looked puzzled around him and saw –

Squinting her eyes she tried to make out what exactly she was looking at.

Well-integrated in the top of the tree was something that resembled a tiny house, with small, round windows, a thin stone chimney on its roof, a wooden staircase circling around the tree's trunk leading up to what looked to be an upside-down-doorway. The walls of the house were barely seen against the thick branches of the oak tree, well-hidden under twigs laden with green leaves.

"What is that?", Ginny mouthed, holding onto Cedric's hand in awe, as she stared up at the weird structure above them.

"That's a tree house", he said with a grin, stating the obvious. "It used to be the hideout of some Muggle boys that lived nearby –" He pointed past some pine trees where a small, dirty road led up a small hill on which top were a couple of old cottages on each side of the road. "But their families moved and so this place became deserted. I discovered it when I was eleven, my parents had moved into the neighbourhood just months after I had started my first year in Hogwarts, so in the summer afterwards, I explored the vicinity and found this."

He nodded back up at the tree house.

"But how were they able to build this?", Ginny asked, completely awed by the prospect of some Muggle boys building this house into the tree without any help of magic.

Cedric laughed. "Well, it didn't always look like this, you know", he said, tilting his head. "When I found it, it was only a large wooden board jammed between the branches with some sticks supporting it and a rope leading up. I told my father about it and when I came back from Hogwarts after my second year, he had transformed the single board into a whole house."

"It looks amazing", Ginny whispered, staring up at the little house hidden between branches and twigs, but even in the darkness around them she thought it very pretty.

"I spent a lot of my summer time here, I think even your brothers were up there at some point –"

Ginny chuckled, remembering, when she had been little, how her brothers were always out, exploring the neighbourhood. Even though she never had realised or cared about it, the Weasleys and Diggorys were more or less close neighbours, and the only Wizarding families around for miles and miles. Yet she couldn't think of her brothers spending their free time with Cedric, in school and particularly in various Quidditch matches, they never seemed to acknowledged, that they knew or liked Cedric.

Well, some things were about to change, Ginny thought with a smile, looking up at Cedric.

"Shall we go up then?", he said, meeting her gaze.

As she just stared at him in confusion, he shot her a grin.

"Well, you didn't expect that we would just stand here and stare up all night long, did you?"

She shot him a grimace and smirked. "Go ahead then, I'm right behind you."

She was still a little sceptical about the construction in the tree as she slowly followed Cedric towards the spiral staircase. Holding tightly on to her hand, he led the way up the small wooden steps around the trunk until they reached the very top, where Cedric pushed open the round, upside-down-door, that opened with a small squeak like a trapdoor into the interior of the small house. Cedric climbed inside, with no great effort, before he helped Ginny inside, who – immediately gobsmacked – followed him clumsily.

As she got to her feet, her eyes darted around the room in awe. She had expected a small, cramped little room – but what she was now looking at, was far away from small and cramped: The ceiling was high enough for Cedric to stand without bumping his head, the walls were so far away, she thought this room could have housed more than twenty people. As it seemed, magic did not only help to build this house, it also managed to enlarge its interior – even though its outside still looked small.

Cedric closed the door behind her and motioned towards the other end of the room, where a large fireplace had jumped to life as they had entered, its crackling fire not only illuminating, but warming the wooden walls around them. There was a group of armchairs and couches lined next to the fireplace, there were also walls lined with bookshelves, more chairs in the middle of the room, and there were cushions and blankets spread over the corner opposite the fireplace.

It looked so cosy, Ginny actually felt a wave of fatigue rush over her.

Cedric had meanwhile propped his broom against the wall next to the door and watched her with an amusing smile, his hands deep in his pockets. As she noticed his smile, she moved towards him and looked up in silent awe, a happy smile playing with the corners of her mouth. He gently placed his hands on her waist and tilted his head, while her arms moved up his chest to linger around his neck.

"This place is wonderful", she then whispered, continuing looking around.

"It is, isn't it?", he mouthed, his eyes fixed on hers.

"So… you just planned to kidnap me and bring me here?", she asked with a smirk on her face.

"Not satisfied yet?", he replied, his eyes twitching mockingly.

"Hmm, well, it is wonderful here, and.. you are here and, hmm, but I don't know, is that everything?"

"You miss something?" Cedric raised an eyebrow, even though the grin remained on his face.

"Sort of, yes", she grinned.

"Hmm, I don't know exactly if I understand you right, but I might have an idea", he replied, watching her. He loosened one hand on her waist and pulled out his wand with whom he flicked behind him, as suddenly quiet tunes echoed through the room. "I hope you like the Weird Sisters", he then said, as a quiet male voice sang along a dreamlike melody.

Pocketing his wand again, he smiled as he watched Ginny with her mouth open.

"I love that song", she whispered, remembering the magical Yule Ball.

"I'm glad, but I guess that wasn't everything I had in mind", he said as the singer in the background sang "Don't let this magic die".

Ginny then watched him tilting his head, his smile widening, as he leant closer to her, their noses almost touching. "Is there anything else missing?"

She merely shook her head, reflecting his smile.

And even though she might have found this exact situation very cheesy only a few years ago, she had to admit there was no place else she wanted to be right now. On her birthday, held by a boy that had haunted her dreams for so many weeks, whose lips were now closing around hers, sending pleasant jolts of electricity through her veins. She closed her eyes and leant in the kiss, her hands playing with his hair, while she moved closer to him unnoticeably.

They remained glued together, standing in the middle of the room, with the fire crackling lazily in the fireplace, its light reflecting from the walls, and the music echoing harmoniously through the room, the singer's voice carrying away everything else. They held each other, their lips inseparable, eventually swaying smoothly to the music, as their shadows danced along them on the wooden walls behind them.

"Don't let this moment slip away", echoed the soft words of the singer through the room.

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Several more moments later, they found themselves lying on their backs on the cushions and blankets on the floor, their eyes following the shadows of the fire, their hands intertwined, Ginny's head on Cedric's chest, a peaceful silence lingering in the room. Ginny could hear Cedric's heart thumb quietly inside his chest as the fingers of his free hand played with bangs of her long hair.

She closed her eyes and just leant into his warmth and the safe feeling that spread through her entire body. A feeling she had never felt like this before. And as she looked back at the short amount of time she and Cedric had spent together, she just couldn't believe that it had all ended like this.

When it had begun rather badly.

She had to chuckle as she remembered the very day she tried to convince him that he was about to die and how he had just stared at her as if she had gone mental – and how she ended up calling him an ignorant prat.

"What's so funny?", he asked quietly.

She rolled onto her side, her chin now resting on his chest as she looked up into his grey eyes with a smile. "I just remembered the day we met."

He grinned. "Considering that, none of us would have ever thought we would be lying here like this, huh?"

"Exactly", she smirked. "Especially after I had called you an ignorant prat."

He chuckled underneath her. "I think that was the point where I truly considered that you might have been telling the truth."

"Really?"

"You were after all really persuasive", he smirk and caressed her cheek with the back of his index finger.

She watched him for a while with a silent smile on her face, before she propped onto her elbows and moved closer to him, leaning her head towards him. Cedric's head moved up a little as well, while his hands cupped her face as they united in a soft kiss again. Ginny leant one arm onto Cedric's chest, her lips playing with his lower lip.

Once again she found herself caught by his charm, the warmth of his hands, the gentle touch of his lips, his soft breath on her skin, the firm yet tender grip with which he held her close to him. Many moons ago, she couldn't have imagined that dreaming about Cedric Diggory would bring her right into his arms. But it did and she was more than happy about the unexpected twist.

Kissing the corner of his mouth as her hands ran through his hair, she heaved a deep sigh against his cheek, before she leant so close to him, lying down again, so that their cheeks were pressed against each other, her arms wrapped tightly around him, a sudden urge to never let go of him running through her veins. He numbly pulled his arms around her too, his face twisting into a grin as she clung onto him.

"You know", she then said, her voice a mere whisper. "I never thought this would happen."

"Me neither", he smiled, watching the dancing shadows of the fire on the ceiling.

"Well, I mean… not this… with us, well, that too, but in general. I didn't know this could happen so fast –"

"What?"

"These… feelings", she mumbled, breathing against his cheek as she turned her head a little.

"What feelings?", he said with a smirk in his voice.

"You know!"

"Do I?"

"Well, I hope, otherwise I would quite embarrass myself right now…", she hissed, but threw him a small smile.

"I know exactly what you mean, Ginny", he whispered and turned his head a couple of inches to brush his lips over hers.

"I'm glad", she breathed against his lips.

"Same here", he grinned and pulled her even closer to him, as she rested her head under his chin.

"But you know, I am a little confused…", she muttered after a while against his Adam's apple.

"Why?"

"Well, I obviously never had anything like… this… before and now I'm wondering… what exactly are we?"

She remembered how she had asked the same thing a month and several days ago in the Hospital Wing of Hogwarts, but she had never really figured out what it was between her and Cedric. After they both had recovered in the Infirmary, they found themselves at the end of the term. School was over and two months of summer holidays ahead.

The time had passed so quickly, it felt like yesterday that she had said goodbye to him at King's Cross Station. They had promised to write each other – which they had done a lot – but they never came to a conclusion on what it was between them. Talking about anything and nothing in particular, they had just seemed to enjoy each other's letters – and company as Ginny reminded herself as she breathed in Cedric's soft scent.

Even though this had been their first meeting (or could she say… date?) during the summer holidays, she didn't feel as if they had been apart for a day. But what was it with them? Were they going to keep on going like that? Like that… like what? Writing to each other, snogging as it was, whenever they saw each other - what exactly was this they were doing?

As confusion washed over her, she felt Cedric move underneath her, sitting up slowly, pulling her along with him, his arms still tightly around her. They locked eyes, then Cedric smiled widely. He quickly leant forwards to kiss her forehead, before he leant back to watch her with rising amusement.

"You're so cute when you're confused, you know that?", he grinned.

She raised an eyebrow with a smirk.

"And before you screw up your pretty little head –"

The smirk froze to be replaced by a frown, that Cedric answered with a genuine smile.

"We –", he then continued, tilting his head. "We seem to be something very much alike to… a couple."

"Seem to be? Very much alike?", she echoed, puzzled.

He grinned wider. "How would you feel, if I would ask you to call me your boyfriend?", he then said, catching her quite off guard with his request.

She stared at him, the corners of her mouth twitching.

"Or maybe let me say it like that: would you like to be my girlfriend?"

She continued to watch him, something deep inside her yearning, longing, already jumping, her stomach twisting, her blood rushing, her heart hammering inside her ears. Say something!, she thought desperately to herself.

"That would – I, well, um, I – okay", she stammered, her cheeks turning crimson, a smile breaking from her lips. "I mean, yes, I would love to be your… girlfriend."

He smiled at her and pulled her into her tight embrace, before he whispered into her ear: "Then I am honoured to be your boyfriend."

Deep inside Ginny something began to spread, a feeling she had secretly always longed for, a feeling that warmed every inch of her skin, a feeling that made the tiniest thought of darkness disappear. As she leant so close to Cedric, their hearts beating against each other, she couldn't help but feel very, very happy.

The End

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A/N: Oh my god! It is over. Did you see it? The End? Wow, it is done... I feel sad, don't you? But I know something you don't which makes me happy again xD Want to know what?

I'll just say: Now it is up to you! Review and tell me if you liked this story and - whether you want to have a sequel or not. If you enjoyed Ginny and Cedric together, tell me. I am open for any requests concerning a sequel to this story. Tell me what you want to read, a plain love story, no hard action, but a lot of snogging? Or do you want both snogging and action to keep it interesting? Tell me your thoughts, give me ideas, anything. It is up to you what will happen to Ginny and Cedric!

So and after that I guess it means goodbye for a while. I will now dedicate myself to my Tom/Ginny story "Unfinished Business" - you are welcome to read that too (unless you aren't already reading it of course xD).

The Power of Premonition. It's done. It took me almost a year with huge breaks in between to finish it. With writing the epilogue, I also corrected some chapters, editing typos and small details that were wrong, I also made the first chapter into prologue and chapter one; if there are still any typos etc. - tell me. You are also welcome to read this story again xD Also check my bio, there is a little poster for this story that I made.

My major influences and encouragements were first all of you guys who reviewed and supported me throughout this story, giving me reasons to continue. I THANK EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU VERY MUCH! And a special thank you goes to Bianca aka Bumblez24 who was the one who brought me back to this story, breaking my major writer's block by telling me to continue. I owe you, Bianca, thank you so much!
Another thing that kept me writing was the music I was listening to while I was writing, imagining Ginny and Cedric's story. Immediate Music for making such awesome, emotional instrumental music, that encouraged my emotions to grow. Also the soundtrack of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire was a large inspiration, especially The Weird Sisters and their three songs. xD

The song mentioned above with the line "Don't let this magic die" is named "Magic Works" and can be found on the GoF OST, composed by Jarvis Cocker of Pulp. That song gave me the chills and inspired me to write a lot of cheesyness xDD

I think that was all I wanted to say as last words. It's been a pleasure to write this story, I feel honored to see this story be part of two C2s and to see so many reviews by so many kind people. Thank you again. Every word you wrote me made my day.

Sigh. I should come to an end now. Remember, review and tell me how you see the future of Ginny and Cedric.

Thank you for this great time!

Disclaimer: Anything of the Harry Potter universe does not belong to me but to JKR and Warner Bros. I only borrowed the characters, places, parts of the story and little snippets mugglenet dot com displayed in such a friendly manner. Might I have borrowed something else, yeah, I borrowed it. Nothing belongs to me.