Hey guys, so sorry about how long it's taken me to update but I got a really bad case of writers block with this. Anyway I have new ideas and so updates should come pretty quickly! Enjoy!

Do I really have to say it again? No profit, Not Jo Rowling end of.

" 'There's' only one thing I've ever been sure of. You. Look at me. I'm not asking you for anything. When I tell you that I love you, it's not because I want you, or 'cause I can't have you, it has nothing to do with me. I love what you are, what you do, how you try... I've seen your strength, and your kindness, I've seen the best and the worst of you and I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are. You are a hell of a woman. You're the one"

Quote taken from Buffy the Vampire Slayer 'Touched' Courtesy of Joss Whedon

We walked hand in hand into the great hall just as the elves were coming in to clean up. Harry and Ron had been waiting for us and as soon as they saw us their expressions of concern turned to relief then confusion. Ron pointed at us and asked

"Why are you two holding hands and giggling like school girls?"

"We are school girls!" was Hermione's typically witty response. Ron turned three shades of red and continued.

"You know what I mean. What are you so happy about?"

I took a nervous breath in and looked to Hermione for permission to tell them. She nodded her approval.

"Well, Hermione and I need to tell you both something really important. How do I say this….Uh, well, we're actually, sort of, well, dating."

The entire great hall went silent and a dozen of the faces nearest to us turned and looked straight at us with dropped jaws. Hermione and I looked at each other nervously.

"So much for a need to know basis huh." I said

"You're gay?" asked Harry

"Yes" Hermione replied, almost staring him down. Giving a look that said 'I will fight you and win if I have to', and Harry laughed!

"Well it's about time you two figured it out! The moon eyes you two have been making at each other for weeks were starting to drive me crazy!"

"So you're ok with this?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be happy that two of my best friends are dating?"

I always knew Harry was a great guy. And that's lucky too because I know that several people in a certain house decorated in green and silver will have some things to say, but wouldn't dare go up against Harry. Ron however was just sitting there, staring at his plate. Hermione looked at him and then, weirdly, seemed to echo his actions.

"Ron?" I asked tentatively, "Ron? Are you okay with this?"

He continued staring at his plate then looked up ad met Hermione's eyes. He seemed so sad. Almost like he wanted to cry……..and so did she. Wow. I never knew……………It's so obvious now. Ron and Hermione. The Lieutenants to Harry's General. Was she giving up a chance with him, a chance she quite probably wanted since her first year, to be with me? People talk about the sacrifices we make for the sake of the one we love, but I didn't think it'd have to be this. I don't want her to have to give anything up for me.

After what felt like an era in purgatory for me, Ron's expression softened and he managed a weak and resigned smile. "Congratulations. I hope you two will be very happy together. Excuse me" And with that he got up and left the great hall.

"He'll be alright, I'll go talk to him." Said Harry as he ran out behind him. I had to say something, he's my stupid older brother and I love him.

"Harry! Tell him I love him will you?"

"'Course"

And with that I let out a deep breath I didn't know I'd been holding in. In many ways I'd been holding it in all my life. I was out. Free. Confident, and I had the sweetest most brilliant and most beautiful woman in all of Hogwarts to call my girlfriend.

You know, it's a funny thing growing up. You spend so long freaking out about it that sometimes you forget to do it! A great relief comes with acceptance.

With a jubilant smile on my face I looked to my girl. She seemed to have the same look of freedom that I did and I took hold of her hand.

"So Granger and Weasel-by Junior are rug munchers"

MALFOY! That bastard son of a bitch. HOW DARE HE! Before I really knew what I was doing I had a wand to his throat. For once he didn't back off or start whimpering like he usually would.

" Ha ha! Defending your lover's honour are we?"

"How dare you even speak about her. Or honour. What would a Malfoy know about that? You have never felt anything real or good in your entire life. You made a choice a long time ago that you would never be anything other than a worthless little lackey of a psychopath. I pity you, and after we finally kill Voldemort," A gasp erupted from the great hall, "I'll be coming for You"

He wasn't looking quite so smug now; I saw the flicker of fear in his eyes. I'd made my point perfectly clear.

"Well at least I didn't choose to become a filthy, unnatural homosexual. This isn't the end of this" With that he walked out. Thank god Hermione grabbed my arms because right then I could have seriously hurt him.

He did choose to become a death-eater. I no more chose to be gay than he chose to be straight or have that ridiculous platinum hair of his.

This was my destiny. Hermione is my destiny.

Now I'm not entirely naïve, I know we may not work out, but finally I feel like me. No secrets, no shame, no hiding.

"Ginny" Hermione's voice brought me out of my rage, "We should go. People are starting to stare" She took hold of my arm and led me from the hall and too the common room.

Choice? I hate how narrow-minded people can be. Does he honestly think I would risk upsetting or, god forbid, loosing my family and friends or getting grief from ignorant people like him if I had a choice? No! all I did was fall in love.

When we'd finally settled by the fire I turned to Hermione and asked, "Is this how it's going to be now? Us defending ourselves to every Tom Dick and Harry we meet?"

"Ginny, we'll be okay. Of course some people wont understand, but our friends and our family do. So forget the ignorant ones okay."

"Okay."

"Right. Good. Uh, d'you want me to help you with that essay or would you rather just go to bed?"

"Well that would depend. If I go to bed will I have some company?"

That was a bold bold move, lets see if she takes the bait.

She gave me a shy but sexy smile, took my hand and led me to her room. Now, having the Head Girl as your girlfriend has many perks, her own private room with living area and en-suite being one of them. It was a nice room. She had a couple of posters on the wall and what seemed like a library of her very own beside her desk. Still only a single bed, but come on, how much space do we really need anyway?! Apparently I couldn't take my eyes off the bed because Hermione had to wave her hand in front of my face to get my attention.

" I brought you down here so I could give you this," she handed me a book on Ghostly Apparitions and their Forms by Sylvia Wailing, "and this." And then she kissed me.

For the next hour or so I was in heaven, and before you get all excited, we didn't 'do it' but if this was anything to go by it wouldn't be long before we do.