Secret Love

Chapter 12: The Soulbond

The soft rays of morning sunlight filtered through the window of Ginny's bedroom, casting a warm glow over the room. Harry stirred under the blankets, feeling the comfort of Ginny nestled next to him. Slowly, he opened his eyes, blinking away the haze of sleep. His body was still sore from the events of the previous day, but the warmth beside him made it easier to forget about the lingering pain.
As he rubbed his eyes, trying to wake up fully, he noticed that Ginny was already up, moving about the room. She was at the foot of the bed, slipping out of her pajamas, and Harry's eyes widened in surprise. His heart started to race, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't look away. Her long red hair cascaded over her bare shoulders, catching the morning light like fire, and her body moved with effortless grace as she changed into her clothes.Ginny caught his gaze in the reflection of the mirror. A playful smile tugged at her lips, her brown eyes sparkling mischievously. She was well aware of his attention and decided to tease him just a bit. She turned slowly, pretending to be unaware of his staring, before glancing back at him over her shoulder."Enjoying the view?" she asked, her voice low and teasing, causing Harry to feel a sudden rush of warmth in his cheeks.Harry swallowed, his mouth suddenly dry. "Uh... I... uh..."Ginny laughed softly, the sound light and teasing. "You don't need to say anything, Harry. I'm glad you like what you see."After giving him one last playful smile, she finished dressing, slipping on a pair of jeans and a simple green top. Her teasing might have been over, but the memory of the moment lingered in the room. Harry, still flustered, finally sat up, running a hand through his messy hair."Well, that was... a wake-up call," he muttered, trying to regain his composure.Ginny smirked. "Consider it payback for all the times you've saved my life."Harry chuckled, shaking his head in disbelief as he swung his legs out of bed. He dressed quickly, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement about what the day would hold. After all that had happened recently, especially the strange connection Ginny had experienced, they both knew they needed to speak with Dumbledore. It was time to get answers.Once dressed, they walked downstairs hand in hand, both feeling the comfort of each other's presence. Mrs. Weasley had prepared a hearty breakfast, and the kitchen table was filled with the usual noise of the Weasley family going about their morning routines. Ron and Hermione were already seated, deep in conversation, but Ginny and Harry quietly slipped into their seats, exchanging brief glances before tucking into their food.The plan to speak with Dumbledore weighed heavily on their minds, but they ate in silence, not wanting to alarm the others just yet. After breakfast, Ginny turned to Harry, her voice quiet."Ready?" she asked, squeezing his hand gently.Harry nodded. "Yeah. Let's go."The two of them stood up, making their way to the fireplace in the living room. Mrs. Weasley caught sight of them as they prepared to leave. "Going somewhere, dears?" she asked, her hands covered in flour from making bread."We're going to see Dumbledore," Ginny said calmly. "There's something important we need to talk to him about."Mrs. Weasley looked concerned but nodded. "Alright. Be safe, and let me know if you need anything."With a final wave, Ginny grabbed a handful of Floo powder and stepped into the fireplace with Harry. "Dumbledore's office!" she called, and in a whoosh of green flames, they were gone.---In moments, they arrived at Dumbledore's office at Hogwarts. The familiar surroundings of the headmaster's chambers felt comforting, with its towering shelves of ancient books and various magical artifacts. Fawkes, Dumbledore's phoenix, sat on his perch, watching them with calm, golden eyes.Not long after they arrived, the door to the office opened, and Dumbledore entered, his long silver beard flowing as he moved with quiet grace."Harry, Ginny," he greeted warmly. "I understand you have something important to discuss?"Ginny stepped forward, her hand still holding tightly onto Harry's. "Yes, Professor. Something strange happened yesterday. I... I felt Harry's pain. And I saw what he saw, like I was in his mind when... when he was with his relatives."Dumbledore's blue eyes twinkled with curiosity. "Interesting," he said softly, stroking his beard. "And this has never happened before?""Not like that," Ginny replied. "It was so real, like I was living it."Harry looked at Dumbledore, his brows furrowed. "We thought it might be something magical. Maybe a connection we don't know about?"Dumbledore's expression grew thoughtful as he stood quietly for a moment. Then, he spoke, his voice calm but serious. "There is something ancient that comes to mind—a phenomenon called a soulbond. It is exceedingly rare and very powerful."Harry and Ginny exchanged a glance, their fingers intertwined."A soulbond?" Ginny repeated, her voice barely a whisper.Dumbledore nodded. "A bond that connects two people, allowing them to feel each other's emotions, sometimes even their physical pain. It is said to be one of the deepest connections two souls can share.""Could that be what's happening to us?" Harry asked, his heart pounding in his chest."It is possible," Dumbledore replied. "But to be sure, I will need to check something. There is a book kept at the Ministry that records all known soulbonds throughout history. If yours has formed, it should be noted there."He paused, his gaze softening as he looked at the two of them. "Please, wait here. I will return shortly."Dumbledore left his office with a swish of his robes, leaving Harry and Ginny to sit in silence, their thoughts racing. Harry's mind buzzed with questions, but Ginny squeezed his hand again, grounding him.After what felt like an eternity, Dumbledore returned, holding a large, leather-bound book in his hands. His expression was calm, but Harry could sense something more in his eyes."I have checked the record," Dumbledore said, his voice quiet. "It appears a soulbond has indeed formed between the two of you. The bond began on July 1st."Ginny gasped softly, her free hand flying to her mouth. "July 1st... That's when we started really feeling close," she whispered.Harry felt his chest tighten. "What does this mean for us?"Dumbledore smiled gently. "It means your connection is stronger than most will ever experience. It may grow with time, allowing you to sense each other in ways few can understand. But it also means you will share each other's burdens, emotions, and pain."Harry and Ginny exchanged another look, a mixture of awe and fear passing between them. It was a lot to take in, but they felt the weight of the truth sinking in."For now," Dumbledore continued, "I advise you to explore this bond carefully. Learn from it, but do not let it consume you. I will be here to guide you as needed.""Thank you, Professor," Harry said softly, his grip on Ginny's hand tightening as they stood to leave.As they left Dumbledore's office, they couldn't help but feel that their lives had changed once again. But no matter what the future held, they would face it together, soulbonded and unbreakable.

"you know what this means?" Ginny asked Harry. "no?" Harry said confused. she whispered in his ear "now your stuck with me forever" Harry smiled. "Thats completely fine with me" he said as he smiled and gave her a passionate kiss on her lips.