Harry feels Ginny may have moved on, several months after the war. Little does he know she has been trying to find her way back to him as well. It so happens both tried to see each other on the same day. Harry goes home broken hearted, only to find Ginny in his bed. The Twist "Ginny teaches her brothers not to be total dicks" Sunlit days Challenge. Thanks Liza and Dusk

When old friends go missing, Harry and Ginny head to New Orleans to investigate. They soon find themselves being sucked into an underground world of Voodoo.

A demon haunts him in the night, A demon of his dearly departed wife. Warning: this story is dark, there are major character deaths. This is a fic I wrote for a Valentine's Day challenge, for the Harry and Ginny sub, Thank you Dusk for your help I clearly do not own these characters and such, Rowling does.

It's Valentines Day and Ginny wants to play, but Harry wants to play too and poor Ron gets an eye full. Disclaimer: clearly I don't own the characters, JK Rowling does