Written for Round Three of the New Years Event: Grand Battle Challenge on Diagon Alley II. May the odds be ever in the Order's favor. :P

The underlined words are the prompts. At the end of this fic is the list of prompts used. Both are required by the rules.

I hope this isn't as choppy as I think it is. Let me know if there were some things I could fix in a review, so I don't make the same mistakes twice. :)


"You're too good for this world," Ginny said in awe. Surrounding her in bed was a mountain of gifts.

"I try," Harry said, looking hopefully up at her. "Do you like it?"

"Do you like them, you mean," she corrected. "It's not even my birthday!"

"So?" he said as innocently as he could.

"Come on, this is ridiculous," Ginny exclaimed, holding up one of the packages. "Are these nipple clamps?"

"Uh, no?"

"If this is Valentine's Day, I don't know what my birthday will be like," she shook her head, still stunned.

"Hey, at least I tried," Harry protested, sounding a bit downtrodden.

"Don't get me wrong, the effort put into this is endearing, but really? I'm not going to use these for at least sixty years."

"You have to do something with the roses," Harry pointed out.

"Yes, and the flowery perfume, and the wine," she listed, "and the – the – is that – "

"Elixir to Induce Euphoria," he supplied helpfully.

"Elixir to Induce Euphoria!" Ginny threw her hands in the air, completely mystified. "What in Merlin's left armpit would I need that for?!"

"Well…it looked nice, so I decided to get it for you…"

"You're spoiling me, Harry." Ginny tried to say it as gently as she could. "That's not good."

"You're my wife, and this is our first Valentine's Day as a married couple," Harry protested. "Of course it's good to spoil you."

"Not if you're wasting money, Harry," she tried to reason. "If you use money like you are now, you'll have none left for later, and that wouldn't be good if we had kids, now would it?"

"I know how to save money!"

"No, you don't," Ginny said stubbornly.

"Yes, I do!"

"Prove it, then," she challenged, carefully maneuvering her way out of the bed without knocking over any of the gifts. "We'll go to all the shops in Diagon Alley and you can prove to me that you are able to resist temptation. No buying on a whim, no 'oh, that looks nice', and definitely no 'let's see how many gifts we can give to one person without them going into a coma from excessive gift-giving!' And if you mention buying something, I'll Silencio you."

"I can resist temptation," Harry muttered angrily. "You'll see!" he called out as he left the room. A couple moments later, the sound of pots and pans clanging filled the silence.

Ginny sighed and got ready for a long day in Diagon Alley.


Ginny dusted off her robes as she stepped out of the Floo and into the Leaky Cauldron. She turned as Harry stumbled out of the fireplace, hacking and coughing as if he were about to die.

"We've got to teach you to Floo correctly," Ginny said, stepping forward and beginning to pound on Harry's back. He had begun snorting out clouds of dust. "Okay, that can't be safe."

"Harry! Ginny!" Hermione walked into their line of vision. "Oh my goodness! Mundo!"

Harry's coughing subsided. He straightened, breathing heavily.

"Thanks, Hermione," Ginny said gratefully. "I didn't know that spell existed. I guess I'll need it in the future."

Harry rolled his eyes, but didn't protest the statement.

"No problem," Hermione said warmly. "But really, Harry, you should learn to Floo correctly."

"Listen to Hermione, Harry," Ginny teased.

Harry let her comment pass. "What are you doing here, Hermione? I thought you and Ron were going to spend the day together."

She frowned. "Unfortunately, I can't have the day off to spend with Ron. I just received an important problem with the law we're attempting to pass. Seamus and I have been working on it since this morning."

"It's the worst," Seamus groaned, appearing from behind Hermione. "We have to decide the best course of action, fill out paperwork, adjust the document containing the law, and then resubmit it. Not only that, but this all has to be patched up before the Wizengamot catches hold of it and decides to take matters into their own hands."

"Which is exactly what we're trying to avoid," Hermione said. "Seamus, I told you not to leave those papers behind – Accio Paperwork – if someone picks up those papers and spreads the new around, it'll be catastrophi – WATCH OUT, SEAMUS!"

At the yell, Seamus ducked, but it was too late. A large table clipped his shoulder and he fell to the ground.

"Arresto Momentum!" Harry shouted, his wand suddenly in his hand. The table froze in midair, an inch in front of Ginny's face.

"Thanks," she said breathlessly, staring at the wood. She could see every line on its surface.

"You're welcome," Harry said, and settled the table on the floor.

"I'm so sorry," Hermione shrieked, kneeling beside Seamus's cringing form. "Episkey!"

Ginny's jaw dropped. "You actually broke his shoulder?"

"Oh my goodness, are you alright?" Hermione said in a panicked voice, completely ignoring Ginny's words.

"Fine," Seamus said, rubbing his newly repaired shoulder. "Just don't do that again."

"I'll take that," Tom, the landlord, used his wand to levitate the table back to its original place. On the way, he passed a man sleeping at his booth.

"Wake up, kid," Tom told him, still levitating the table. "No room for that business."

"Mum," the man groaned. "If you truly loved me, you would let me sleep."

"I'm no Mum," Tom said. "So if you're lookin' for some sleep, you might as well stay at home."

The man shot up from his slumped position, looking embarrassed. "I'll just leave then," he muttered, laying a few silver Sickles on the table next to his drink and exiting quickly.

Hermione looked up at Harry and Ginny. "We've probably taken enough of your time already."

"Sorry to bother you," Harry said awkwardly.

"No, it's fine." Hermione blew a stray hair from her face. "Go enjoy the rest of your day."

Harry seemed about to protest, but Ginny grabbed his arm and pulled him away.

"You have something to prove, remember," she reminded him.

"I can resist temptation," he said again.

"We'll see."


As soon as they walked into Diagon Alley, Harry's eyes found the nearest display.

"The All-New Kitchen Collection," he read. "Includes sixteen self-serve plates and kitchen appliances that do the job themselves." He gave Ginny a meaningful look.

"Interesting," she said offhandedly. People had already started to stare at them, but she and Harry had had plenty of practice ignoring them.

"You know who would really enjoy something like that?" Harry probed.

"I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about," Ginny deadpanned.

Harry sighed. "This is harder than I thought it would be," he muttered.

"What is?" Ginny asked innocently.

"I – er, nothing. I just thought that kitchen stuff looked…shiny."

"I suppose so," she marveled in mock-awe.

Harry rolled his eyes in an exaggerated motion.

"Oh, look," Ginny said suddenly. She pointed at a sign above Quality Quidditch Supplies. "The newest broom on the market."

"The newest Firebolt," Harry breathed. He glanced sideways at her. She pretended not to notice.

"I've been needing a new broom," she commented. "Mine is starting to become unresponsive."

"Right." He said, squinting at the broom. "A thousand Galleons. Merlin, the prices have gone up…"

"You're planning on buying one?" Ginny asked, a bit of an edge to her voice.

"What – no," Harry laughed nervously. "That's silly. Why would you think that?"

"No reason," she said breezily. "Now – "

"Hey Ginny, Harry," a familiar voice said. They turned around.

"Charlie," Harry greeted.

"How are the dragons?" Ginny asked.

"They're great," Charlie grinned. "The guys forced me to take a day off for 'my special Valentine', so I decided to drop by the Burrow. As usual, Mum sent me off to buy the newest kitchen collection. She decided she needs to prepare for the Spring Get-Together with some new kitchen appliances."

"Naturally," Ginny said. "But does that mean you're still single?"

Harry coughed.

"S'alright," Charlie shrugged. "That was the first thing Mum asked me, actually."

"So, seen anything you like here?" Harry stepped in.

"Oh, yeah," Charlie nodded eagerly. "Have you seen the newest Firebolt?"

"Yeah," Harry grinned. "Cool, right? I was actually thinking of buyin – "

"Silencio," Ginny whispered, flicking her wand discreetly at Harry. Once he figured out what she'd done, he clamped his mouth shut.

Charlie gave both of them a strange look.

"Anyway, it was nice seeing you," Ginny said. "We may not see you 'till the Spring Get-Together. You better not miss it."

"Already marked on my calendar." Charlie promised. "Well, I'd better buy that kitchen set and get back to the Burrow. Mum's already planning and it's not even March yet."

Ginny removed the silencing charm and nudged Harry in the arm.

"Bye!" Harry called out to Charlie as he left.

"You inspire my inner serial killer." Ginny rolled her eyes. "We haven't even been here for ten minutes and you're already planning to buy something."

He, seemingly ignoring the words, gave her a speculating look. "I didn't know Molly was going to buy that kitchen set we saw earlier," he said slowly. "Did you?"

"No," she said, as if that was a ridiculous assumption. She really hadn't known, but she supposed it helped drive her point home.

Harry shook his head, as if emptying his mind of thoughts.

"We still have a ways to go," Ginny pointed out, gesturing to the pathway behind them.

"Right." Harry turned and started walking down the cobblestone pavement. Ginny followed.

"Ooh, look at those silk pajamas," she pointed to a shimmering set of pajamas in the window of a store. "I bet Hermione would love those."

"Mhmm." Harry said, obviously struggling not to go and buy the pajamas right then and there.

"Or those butcher's knives," Ginny said, trying to hide a grin. "Phlegm would love those. It would make it easier to cut up all that raw meat Bill likes. Speaking of those two, Victoire would lo – "

"I get it," Harry said, looking slightly wild. "People like stuff."

"And?"

"Don't buy everything for them," he muttered grudgingly. "They might not need it, or they're already going to get it themselves."

Ginny did a tiny happy dance. People gave them weird looks.

"We finally got something through that stubborn head of yours!" she cheered.

"…Thanks?"

"I would kiss you right now if we weren't in public," she continued. An unfortunate downside of being the wife of Harry Potter. If she tried to kiss him, it would be on the front cover of Witch Weekly. They'd learned the hard way.

Harry screwed his face in thought. "Florean Fortescue's?" he finally suggested.

"Ice cream in February," Ginny said thoughtfully. Then she grinned. "I like it."


Dialogue Pairings:

"If you truly loved me, you would let me sleep." 3

"You inspire my inner serial killer." 3

Character Prompts:

Harry Potter 4

Hermione Granger 5

Charlie Weasley 4

Seamus Finnigan 6 (If you use him, you may choose one extra word prompt)

Pairings Prompts:

Harry/Ginny 3

Word Prompts:

Roses 1

Silk 1

Wine 1

Nipple Clamps (You can use this prompt to negate the condition of ONE other prompt, however this prompt has 0 points)

Potion Prompts:

Elixir to Induce Euphoria 8 (If you choose this then you may only choose two character prompts)

Spell Prompts:

Episkey 4 (You may only use this in conjunction with a Gryffindor Character)

Silencio 1 (You may choose two Dialogue prompts)

Theme Prompts:

Valentine's Day 10 (Note that if you use Valentine's day then you may only choose three one word prompts)

GRAND TOTAL: 54