The fireplace was blazing and Harry was sitting with his wife on their sofa. Ginny was currently four months pregnant with their first child, and Harry couldn't believe that so much happiness had finally caught up with him after all these years. Ginny, however, was a bit more emotional at this stage.

"We wouldn't even be here right now, if you hadn't saved me from the Chamber of Secrets." She said quietly, nuzzled against his chest. It took Harry by surprise, but he had to agree that he had thought that, too.

"Yes, love. But we don't need to think about those days anymore." He replied, not wanting to re-open old wounds.

"I know. I was just hoping that you remembered. I think that was the day I really started to fall in love with you, Harry."

"I remember everything about that day. Everything up to Gilderoy Lockhart almost erasing my memories -" Which evidently would have changed his life for the worst, too. "I dunno... I just couldn't bare the thought of leaving you down there..." It puzzled Harry, because when he was 12 years old, he didn't have these feelings for Ginny.

"I knew I had to save you."