Looking at it now she understood it was probably a bad idea to be sneaking around behind everyones back to see Sirius Black infact it was down right illegal but something about the way he made her feel made it all worth it.

He was there when Harry wasn't, when Hermionie didnt have time for her, and when the twins where precoccupied with the joke shop. So it wasn't that big of a surprise when a couple of conversations at grimmlund place turned into late night strolls and retellings of his life and his past. It started with stories as a maurader and sometimes darker stories from Azkaban, he told her things that made her cry for him, things that made her laugh up to the point where it started to hurt, things that he had never told any one else.

And it was hard, it was hard for him to realize that he was falling for her the way she was falling for him, because even though she was going on 19 she was still too young. There was a time when he out right ignored her, and those were the most painful because after being so close to someone having a clean break was the last thing she wanted. He didn't even look her in the face. It was almost the end of summer when at last he came up to her and caught her with a kiss.

" Ginny I love you...I have loved you to the point of madness, that which is madness which is to me the only sensible way to love"

"Who wrote that?"

" Some author, lovestruck, desprate."

She took his hands from her face and as rejection cut across his features she took his wrist to her lips and laid a gentle kiss.

" Has anything in your life ever been simple...?"

" No...but then again why should it start now?"

They kissed there outside of the burrow in her private garden.

" No, I didnt think so."