[note: IJ was down, so this was done via AIM and edited]
Ginny looked at Harry, and pulled her knees up to her chest. "Harry, he's completely right. You don't have to save the world anymore. You don't even have to save the country. You don't even have to save Hogwarts."
She hated that he felt empty, "What can I do to help you Harry?"
Harry tried to smile at her. “I don't really know. I mean I have a purpose with Aurors and the spying but I no longer have to try and stay alive. That drove me. What drives normal people?" he was at a total loss,
Ginny shrugged, "It's not just one thing. Most people are driven by happiness, or by something they think will make them happy. The trick is, I think, figuring out what really does make you happy, rather than stabbling blindly in the dark at it."
“Well the potion is trying to cancel that out isn't it.” he said a bit bitterly. “I'm okay with how things are I guess.” In reality she was the thing that made him happiest and that scared him a bit. “ When do you want to go out again?”
She cocked her head to the side, "The potion problem will be cleared up soon enough, though, right?"
She shook her head, "Well, since we tend to have the same schedule, when is good for you? I might get some shopping done this weekend, but other than that, I have no plans."
"Yeah," he sighed. "Tomorrow? or friday? It will probably be less crowded tomorrow, but I'm sure either is fine.
"Harry, we can go whenever you like. " She smiled. "What did you have in mind?"
Harry's eyes lit. “Tommorrow then and that would bet telling. All I'll say is dress muggle, comfortable and warm and come hungrry and that Its something I have wanted to do since I was little”
"You better be glad I trust you, Harry." Ginny said, smiling. "I'd never trust someone like Draco to just tell me what to wear and go for it" "Ah the mark of true friendship," he smirked secretly hoping it was something more. "Besides I know how adveturous you are. I just play to that side of you when no one else dares." He raised an eyebrow daring her to deny it.
Ginny rolled her eyes, "You know me too well. Harry."
Harry smiled looking smug, "I'll take that as a compliment thank you."
"No one understands me quite like you do, Harry." She propped her chin on her knees. "Then again, I don't think many people understand you like I do."