FROM THE BURROW TO THE TENT

CHAPTER ONE

A LAZY START.

Harry awoke with a start. These frequent dreams of his ex girlfriend had to stop! They weren't a couple anymore and he had to accept that, although he knew he never could. Ginny Weasley had been kind, gentle, caring and everything else. He loved her so much and never would stop, but for now he had to push his feelings aside. Quickly, he glanced at the alarm clock on his bedside table and sighed with relief, it was 7:00am, which meant he could have a short lie in and then enjoy a tasty helping of Molly Weasley's big Sunday breakfasts. His best friend, Ron Weasley, was still sound asleep and was snoring rather loudly. Harry smirked and closed his sleepy eyes, attempting to block out any thoughts of Ginny. He was seventeen now and he had to concentrate on the most important thing to everyone: the death of Lord Voldemort. He had no choice but to finish packing and head out on this perilous journey with his best friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger.

Harry was reluctant to take them along as he didn't want another one of his friends dying because of him but in the end, he had been persuaded by the Burrow residents. Especially Ginny. He let his thoughts wonder again ... first there was images of him and Ginny kissing (just like they had done many times when they were alone in the common room), then they were snogging ... making out ... she soon became topless. Harry shook his head and steered his thoughts to the journey. He couldn't think about Ginny, she was going to be one heck of a distraction but he couldn't help loving her.

He woke up as suddenly as he had fallen asleep, Ron was now fully dressed and was rushing out of their bedroom. Soon enough, the welcoming smell of Molly's cooking filled his nostrils and he sat up immediatley. Harry pulled off his pyjama top and replaced it with a red t-shirt and his favorite grey jacket. Hopping out of bed, he removed his pyjama bottoms and tugged on his baggy blue jeans. He was too hungry to put on his converse just yet, so he rushed down stairs. He was greeted by the strong smell of his favourite breakfasts and the various chatter around the table, it was his favourite sight. Everyone her cared for were all sitting around one table and he was soon to join them. Before he made his way over, something stopped him. Ginny had emerged from the lounge. Harry stared at her, he thought she looked just as radiant as the previous year, only slightly more miserable since he left her. He was grateful she understood why. Ginny was wearing a white vest top and her pyjama bottoms, which were black and white checked baggy trousers. Although she had just woken up and had her hair tied up in a scruffy bun, he thought she looked beautiful. It took him back to the morning after they had slept together, Ginny had looked so tired yet so pretty.

After watching Ginny join the others, he decided to do the same. He walked over and took a seat next to Ron, who was already tucking in to the breakfast. Harry smiled at Hermione, who was sitting the other side of Ron and was lazily pushing her bacon around the plate. Harry thought Hermione looked more beautiful than ever before this year, her hair had grown and was less bushy than the previous years, her style had improved and she had definatley matured over the years. As he ate breakfast, he couldn't help but watch Ginny as she slowley ate. To him, it was a rather seductive sight and he couldn't help but think of when they were sexually active on every level. The way they kissed every time they spoke, when she gave him teasing touches and the feel of her neck against his lips...

"Harry dear, would you like some more beans?" Molly asked politley, holding a bowl of beans in one hand and her wand in the other. Harry suddenly snapped out of his trance and nervously shook his head, he hoped he hadn't been staring at Ginny for too long. Molly smiled at him and began asking the other members of the household. It was three days before Bill Weasley and Fleur Delacour's wedding and preparations were underway. Molly and Aurther Weasley had everyone working and working until everything was perfect; the food list had to be done, the tent had to be ordered, the house had to be absoloutley clean from corner to corner and she had told the boys to shower even more frequently than usual to help the house smell more fresh.

Harry was happy that he could use magic outside of school so when he finished eating his breakfast he muttered the word Terego! and his plate had instantly become shiny and clean, Ron and Hermione had done the same, they had turned seventeen before him and had been using magic to do all of their work (especially Ron). The morning went on and Harry spent most of the time with Ron, ridding the garden of biting gnomes or any other nasty creatures. Arthur had been doubling the protective charms around the Burrow and calling up the Order for extra protection. All throughout the morning, Hermione and Ginny had been trying on different dresses to see which one was most suitable for the wedding. Harry had become speechless when Ginny had shown him a few of her dresses and had asked for his oppinion. He had only murmered a few compliments, unable to look away.

The first dress was a short, fitting purple one, which had ruffles around the bottom, which was Harry's personal favourite as it made her looked beautiful and it showed her impressive legs. Hermione's dress choices had been of one of her own and several of Ginny's, eventually Hermione had stuck with a knee-length, flowing red dress, which had ruffles, creating a more flowery effect. Harry and Ron had picked their clothes a while back, they stuck with the first thing they saw as they had no real interest in how they looked. Ron just wanted the wedding to be over and done with as he had no taste for fancy occasions, on the other hand, Harry was rather exicted he loved seeing how people scrubbed up and he liked handing out compliments.

It was about lunch time and Harry and Ron were sitting in their bedroom, tidying up some of the mess they had forgotten to pack away. Molly had been nagging and nagging them to tidy up so eventually, they gave in and decided to the take oppurtunity of the quiet lunch to do so. Thye were spending most of their time chatting and occasionally throwing some old bits of paper in the bin.

"Ginny looks nice today." Said Harry simply after a few moments silence. Ron shrugged, it looked as though he was deep in thought.

"Hermione looks nice." Ron murmered quietly as he piled up a few books that were ready to go back in the bookshelf. Harry nodded in agreement.

"Yep, she does," he stated, "so do you know if Ginny's got a boyfriend?"

"Nah, she says that she doesn't want anyone but you, aww." Ron replied sarcastically. Harry felt a weight lift from his chest. He wanted her to be happy but he wanted more than anything for her to be happy with him.