Authors note: So this idea came to me a while back and I finally got around to writing it down with some added ideas. I changed their ages a bit for the sake of the story so it's not a mistake but intentional.

And I'm going more by the movies because I haven't read the books for a long time. This story kinda took on a life of it's own and the words just flew out like never before but I'm pleased with how it turned out. I hope you enjoy it. Two parts.

Ginny POV

The first time I laid eyes on her was at the train platform where the Hogwarts express was waiting. The youngest one of my brothers was heading for his first year at school. My mum had her arm around my shoulders, afraid she would lose me in the myriad of students. I rolled my eyes as she fawned over my brother leaving home. I will be pretty strange to be the only kid in the house but then I'm quite looking forward to it as well. I chuckle to myself as I imagine how distraught she will be next year when it's finally time for me to go. Her only daughter and youngest child going to school and we're all out of the house. I'm thinking that wouldn't be to fun for my dad. I'm not really listening to her anymore and I zone out completely when I lay eyes on a brunette girl a bit further up on the platform. She shyly looked around as her parents, who seemed equally nervous was seeing her off. I had a feeling maybe the parents were muggles seeing as they seemed slightly out of place.

And then she smiled and I might have forgotten how to breathe for a couple of seconds.

Her long brown hair is tied back in a tight ponytail and just when I remember that I should be breathing her eyes flick over to meet mine and she smiles even brighter. My breath catches in my throat as my lips break out into a smile, before someone walks across my line of sight breaking our eye contact. I don't get the opportunity to find her again as my mother tells me to say goodbye to my brother who is about to board the train. That night I fell asleep with thoughts of that smiling brunette.

As I was getting ready for my first year away at Hogwarts, the whole family went to Diagon Alley to get our school supplies for the coming year. Ron went on and on all summer about his new friends from school and Harry was coming with us but I was yet to meet Hermione. My mom was excited about getting her book signed from some famous wizard and I was dragged along to the bookshop. Harry appeared in the store with Hermione in tow and I was yet again left struggling to take a breath as I see the girl named Hermione who is the same girl I have been thinking about for a year since I first saw her. I feel my face blush as I smile shyly at her. She looks momentarily confused as she seems to be thinking of where she remembers me from as a look of surprise comes over her. I feel bolder when I see a tint of pink on her cheeks as I reach out my hand for her to shake. She smiles as I tell her my name and I swear I feel actual sparks when my hand clasps around hers. I have never seen anything more beautiful than a smiling Hermione Granger.

I knew right then and there that I was falling in love for the first time. I didn't even care that Ron was giggling away at me when I told her my actual first name before telling her the short version. That was probably the highlight of my first year, that and being sorted into Gryffindor like the rest of my siblings. The rest of the year was less than ideal since I was possessed by Tom Riddle's diary. When I woke up in the chamber I was disappointed to see Harry looking down at me and not Hermione. But I did make my way to the hospital wing as soon as I could and we spent hours just getting to know each other.

The summer after my first year we sent each other letters back and forth for the whole break. My mom would laugh at how excited I would get when the owl came with the post, always being the first one there to see if I had gotten one. We really got to know each other and she really is an amazing person. Funny, sweet and incredible smart. I was also right in my guess that she was muggle born so she has been telling me all these fascinating muggle things, I learn more and more by each letter that I receive. My dad has for as long as I can remember had a fascination with all things muggle which I now understand. I wished every day that I would summon the courage to tell her she's more than just my best friend. But when I do tell her I want it to be in person and not in a letter. She deserves to hear something that big when we're face to face. I couldn't bear writing something so important down and having to wait to read her reaction.

After our family vacation in Egypt I finally got to see her again. We were meeting her and Harry at the Leaky Cauldron before heading to the train that would take us to school. She looked so adorable standing there with her tabby cat in her arms and glaring at the moron that is my brother. I didn't get to spend as much time with her during the year as I would have liked with us being in different years and her spending most of her time with Ron and Harry. When we did spend time together our friendship continued to grow even with the dark threat of the escaped prisoner hanging over the school. As we said goodbye for the summer she made me promise to write her every day and I swear she got teary eyed as me gave me a bone crushing hug.

The end of summer came and I finally got to see Hermione again. My first reaction was trying not to choke on my own tongue. Smooth Ginny. She really has no idea how beautiful she is. How she doesn't have a long line of admirers wanting to date her is beyond me, but at the same time that hopefully gives me the time that I need to build my courage in order to tell her how I feel. The whole family minus mom as well as Hermione and Harry went to see the Quidditch world cup and I was having the time of my life. Watching my favourite sport with her by my side, it doesn't get much better than that. At school that year Hogwarts had the honour to host the Triwizard tournament with visiting students and magic competitions. With the tournament there was also the tradition of the Yule Ball. All the girls at school were going crazy with the hysteria of getting just the right dress and for some boy to ask them to the dance. Two guys whose names I don't even remember asked me but I just shook my head and laughed as they left with their tails between their legs. Hermione was the only one I wanted to go to the dance with and I realized this was the chance I had been waiting for. The perfect opportunity to tell her I like her as more than a friend by asking her to the dance. I later that day found her sitting alone on one of the couches in the common room reading. Fortune favours the brave.

"Hermione?"

"Hey Gin. What's up?" She asks me as she closes the book she was reading, putting it in her lap.

"Nothing much" I tell her with a shake of my head before I clear my throat as my heart was about to beat out of my chest.

"Listen Mione. I was wondering if you are going to the dance with someone?"

"Well nobody has asked me as of yet" She tells me with a sad smile. But I'm smiling on the inside because that means I had a chance.

"About that. I was wondering if you would like to go, with me that is?"

She's quiet for a few moments as she seems to be struggling with what to say. A lot of emotions flashed across her eyes but I would say that surprise is the front most one.

"Go together..." She trails off. "Like friends you mean?" She lets out in a small voice sounding like she was disappointed or maybe that was just wishful thinking on my part.

"No not like friends. Like a date. You and me, on a date" I tell her and I'm kind of proud with myself that my voice stays steady.

"A date?" She all but squeaks out as a deep blush breaks out on her cheeks.

"Yes Hermione. A date" My heart was beating so hard at this point it's almost painful.

"I would love to Ginny" She told me without any hesitation and with a wide smile on her face matching the one appearing on my mine.

"You're sure right?" I ask her when a wave of insecurity hits me, thinking that this moment is too good to be true.

"Yes of course I'm sure silly." She tells me with a giggle.

"I'm glad you asked me Ginny. I can't wait. I have to go, I have somewhere to be but I will see you for dinner later right?" I nod in reply and she seems to hesitate for a moment before reaching over a kissing my cheek. I feel my face blush as red as my hair but with the feel of her lips on my cheek I feel nothing but overjoyed.

Later that day as I came into the great hall for dinner I saw that Hermione was already there, sitting with Harry and Ron as usual. Apparently my brother was getting desperate in finding a date for the ball and insulted Hermione in the process assuming nobody would ask her. If I wasn't so ridiculously happy at that moment I would have kicked his ass. She blurted out that someone had indeed asked her and left the table, flashing me a shy smile as she walked passed me.

The night of the ball I was a bundle of nerves waiting for my date with Harry and Ron. I offered to walk her to the dance but she said she would meet me there and I didn't argue. I didn't pay my brother any attention as he was wondering why I was meeting my date at the dance and wondering who it was that I was going with. Harry just smiled and told me I looked nice. I was watching the stairs as she appeared. If possible I fell even more in love with her in that moment. She looked absolutely stunning in her dress and her hair up. The guys must have noticed I was looking behind them and not listening, making them both turn around. She made her way down the stairs with a radiant smile. I reached my hand out to gently clasp hers as she stepped of the stairs and placed a soft kiss on her cheek as she waved at the boys before we wandered into the hall.

We had an absolutely amazing evening and I was ecstatic that I was the one that put that huge smile on her face that she wore throughout the evening. There was a few raised eyebrows when we danced together or held hands. But mostly it was just smiles, like our happiness was contagious. I could see that my brother was not happy about us being there together but I honestly didn't care. She never once looked at him, the way she would always look at me. And for me that was all the proof I needed. I could never apologize for loving her, something that is as natural to me as breathing. After the dance we shared our first kiss and from that moment on we were completely inseparable and I was beyond proud to call her my girlfriend. I had never been happier in my life so far.

The following year Dumbledore fell to his death from the astronomy tower and I used all my saved money to buy Hermione an engagement ring and made me the luckiest woman on the planet by saying yes to my proposal without any hesitation. That we lost one of the greatest wizards of our time just made me realize how short life is and I wanted Hermione to know how much she meant to me and always will.

Which leads me to today. The day before our wedding. With me having two years left of school and Hermione one year left we're staying at the Burrow for the night, where our wedding will be held. We figured there was no need to get our own place until we finished school even as annoying as that seemed, it made sense. We would have to live at Hogwarts anyway. When McGonagall found out about our engagement she surprised us by telling us that we could have our own room when we went back to school which would help a lot, having our privacy as a married couple. Hermione came up with the terrific idea of me studying more during the year and with her help and a certain time turner that I would be able to graduate early, so Hermione and I could start the rest of our lives together.

I make my way up the stairs to my room where Hermione is waiting for me. She looks up from her book as I enter the room and smiles lovingly at me. I close the door softly and lean my back against it. Hermione had gone back to her book and I couldn't help but smile at how adorable she is when she's totally emerged in whatever she is reading at the time. It takes her a minute to realize that I haven't joined her on the bed.

"Honey aren't you coming to bed?" She asks me with a frown, putting away her book.

"Yes" Is my simple answer as I tug my hoodie off and slip out of my pants and socks, settling in the bed next to her.

"I was just admiring you. You just look so beautiful when you're emerged in a book like that, my love" I tell her as I reach over to place a long kiss on her awaiting lips. When the kiss ends she lets out a giggle "How do you do that?" she asks.

"Do what sweetheart?" I wonder as I move to kiss down her neck and pushing her back onto the mattress.

"Make me feel so special and loved by just looking at me whilst I'm doing something as simple as reading a book?"

I stop kissing her neck for a moment as my eyes finds hers.

"Well that's because you are very special Hermione, I'm totally crazy about you and I love you more than anything" I watch her with a shy smile and I see her eyes start to water.

"Don't cry my love" I tell her gently as I lean down for another kiss.

"It's okay. It's happy tears. This is why I'm marrying you Ginevra. You treat me like a princess. Well that and you're pretty cute. Oh! And an amazing kisser" She tells me with a mischievous smile.

"A cute kisser, huh? I'll get you for that" I tell her with a smirk as I reach down to tickle her side. She squeals in delight and I don't let up till she's laughing so hard she can barely breathe. I lean on my hands as I hover over her looking into her sparkling eyes.

"Well you are my princess, baby" she doesn't say a word but her wide smile says it all.

She reaches up and clasps my nape as she pulls me down for an earth shattering kiss.

One of my hands slip under the tank top she's wearing and crawls upwards to palm her breast. She lets out a shuddering breathe as I softly massage her breast. We kiss deep for long minutes as my massage continues, slowly stroking her nipple with my thumb. Her mouth opens slowly and I take the opportunity to slip my tongue inside. Her legs falls apart and her hand moves to my ass to pull me against her. My mouth momentarily stills against hers as a moan breaks free. A low grunt follows as her hips rise to meet mine, I feel myself getting really wet the more times her hips presses against mine. I bite down on her neck making her moan before my hands move to the hem of her tank top and I pull it up and off of her and toss it to the floor.

My mouth devours her breast as my hand roughly palms the other. She starts tugging on my t-shirt and I stop what I'm doing to let her pull it off, making us both topless. I flash her a smile as I trail a line of kisses down her stomach towards her heated center. I move to pull them off and she lifts her hips up to help me. I can see how turned on she is, her eyes dark and her skin slightly flushed. I lie down on my stomach and with a wink towards her; my tongue comes out to lick through her wet folds. She arches off the bed, letting out a guttural moan as she clutches to the back of my head. My tongue finds her clit, my hands gently clasping her hips as I hold her against my mouth. She squirms and moans out into the room before she arches off the bed and goes completely stiff. Her grip on my hair gets tighter as her mouth opens in a silent scream. She's panting hard as she flops down onto the mattress in a sweaty heap.

I catch my breath as I kiss my way back up to her lips, leaning in to give her a deep kiss. She keeps her eyes closed but she has a goofy smile playing on her lips. Her eyes flicker open; her hands go down to my underwear encouraging me to take them off. Some quick movements later I press my naked body to her equally naked one; a shiver goes through my body at the feel of her skin against mine. "You have no idea how much I want you right now" I almost growl into her ear when pleasure shoots through my body as I press myself into her. I can feel her wetness as my dripping core caresses hers. The wet sound emanating in the room just adds to my burning pleasure. She holds on to my ass whilst we move against each other, I feel a slight sting as her nails dig into my skin.

"You make me so hot baby" I whisper hotly into her ear as my hips pump faster and faster before claiming her lips again. My orgasm crashed into me, going on for what felt like hours but in reality was just for a few seconds making me break our kiss to moan out her name in complete ecstasy. I keep moving until I feel her grip get tighter and she gasps my name. I grasp her thigh and push on it gently, to get even closer to her, as I keep moving till I hear her mumble incoherently, her head moving from side to side, followed by moans as her body again stiffens. I move even faster as my second orgasm washes over me, making my sweaty body collapse onto the gorgeous girl I have underneath me.

We both are panting hard as a smile breaks out on my lips as I feel her hands stroke down my sides and my back. I lean down to give her a couple of wet kisses before I need some much needed air.

"Ginny that was amazing. I love you so much baby"

"I love you too honey. Can you believe we're getting married tomorrow?" I ask her with a wide smile.

"I'm the luckiest girl in the world" She tells me with a wide smile whilst caressing my cheek.

"No, that would be me" I tell her with a grin, trying to play off the fact that my face is quickly becoming the same colour as my hair before I once again claim her lips with mine.

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The next morning I wake up by someone gently knocking on the door followed by footsteps walking away down the hall. I know that it was my mother and I appreciated that she didn't feel the need to come inside. I'm fairly sure that she would not have cared for seeing us naked together in bed. I let out a yawn and stretch as best as I can with my future wife sleeping peacefully on my chest. My hand strokes over her unruly hair and gently kisses her brown locks. I glance down at her face and her eyes are still closed. I just lie there for a while, thinking of what's happening today. My heart starts beating faster as realisation hits me that in a couple of hours Hermione is going to be my wife. I'm going to be Mrs Ginevra Granger. I hadn't told her yet that I was planning to take her name; I was leaving that as a surprise for the wedding. I stay lost in my thoughts for a while until I feel Hermione beginning to stir. She lets out this cute little squeal as she stretches out her limbs, making me chuckle and my arm around her pulling her just that much closer to me.

"You been awake long sweetheart?"

"Not that long. 20 minutes perhaps? My mom knocking on the door woke me up"

"Oh dear me she didn't come in did she?" She shrieks as she pulls the blanket tighter around us as if that mattered now if she had come in. She looks up at me with a glare when she hears the laughter that I tried in vain to keep in.

"Ginny it's not funny!" she all but growls at me. I swallow my laughter down and roll her off to the side; her back meets the mattress, I roll on top of her as I bring my lips to hers. She briefly protests before succumbing to the kiss that gets more heated by the second. We keep kissing till I feel Hermione's hand push gently on my shoulder.

"Baby as amazing as this feels we have to get up, there are lots of things to do"

My face breaks out into a pout, batting my eyelashes at her to show her my disapproval of the idea of getting out of bed.

"No not the pout. You know what it does to me!" That only serves to make my pout even bigger. I can see her resolve disappear when she bites her lip, lust evident in her eyes.

"Fine! But we have to be quick okay?" I eagerly nod my head and dip down to kiss her deeply with my hands travelling all over her familiar curves that I love so much.

Less than an hour later mom knocks on the door once again and the threat of her coming in to the room gets us up and showered in record time. We share a light breakfast before mom tells us that the Minister of Magic came to see Hermione. We both look confused at each other before she disappears into the living room. She briefly told me that Dumbledore left her a book in his will but I don't find out anything more as her parents arrive. We wanted to keep the wedding small but with me having such a large family it turned out slightly bigger than we would have wanted.

A mere hours later we are sharing our first kiss as a married couple. I can't for the life of me remember what the minister said during the ceremony because all I could see was her. Tears are building in my eyes as this unbelievable rush of happiness flows through me. My hands reach for her face to wipe away the tears as they spill over and run down her face. I dip her down and kisses her deeply as she squeals at my antics. I lead her over towards the dance floor as her parents come over and hug us both before I'm almost getting crushed by the hug my mom pulls me into. My face starts to get red when I hear that she's bursting into tears, taking about her only daughter getting married. It takes both Hermione and my dad to pry her off as he leads her towards their table. One of her hands placed in mine, my hand on her hip and her other hand on my shoulder as we gently start swaying to the soft music playing in the background.

"Hermione I'm so lucky to be able to hold your hand and with every time you smile at me.

The way you look at me like I'm the only person in the world. One of my favourite things about you is when you smile. The way your eyes light up when something makes you really happy. I just want to make you happy"

"You do make me happy Ginny. Every single day that I have been yours. It's you and me baby. Always"

We lose track of time as we sway together in our own little world. We take a break to enjoy some dinner as suddenly a patronus appears in the middle of the tent that we are celebrating in. In just a second almost everyone is one their feet including us. I don't think twice about pulling Hermione behind me, shielding her body with my own. The bad feeling in my gut proves to be right as Shacklebolt's voice sound out that the ministry has fallen, the minister is dead and finishing with the warning that they are coming. And just like that all hell broke loose. Harry makes his way over to us saying that they have to leave.

"No! We just got married earlier today in fact. You can't just leave!" I choke out at her as I hold her hand tightly in my own, tears building quickly in my eyes.

"Ginny baby, you know I have too. We talked about this. We have to finish this once and for all. I will come back to you love, I swear to you I will" She tells me in a broken voice as a death eater tries to sneak up on us but Hermione casts a wordless spell with a flick of her wrist over her shoulder and he falls heavily to the floor. She really is the brightest witch I ever met and quite capable to take care of herself. Several of my brothers have formed a protecting circle around us allowing us the time to say goodbye.

"I just thought we had more time" There's so many things I want to say. Stay, don't leave me. I'll come with you. Even though I know they believe it's what they have to do I mostly feel like my wife is leaving me on our wedding day. I look over towards Harry and in a flash I have my hand fisted in the collar of his shirt.

"Anything happens to her, you will the boy who died. Do you understand me?" I tell him in a harsh voice and he nods without hesitation with a look of fear in his eyes that makes me kind of proud. "The same goes for tall, red and awkward looking" I say nodding my head indicating my brother. "You have my word Ginny" I look into his eyes and see nothing but determination and I finally let go of him when I feel Hermione touch the small of my back and I turn towards her, I grasp her arm and pull her against me as I crash my lips against hers. She lets out a startled gasp but immediately kisses me back, her hand holding the back of my head. As we reluctantly break apart tears are running down both our cheeks. I quickly give her wedding band a kiss and her hand a squeeze.

"You come back to me Hermione. You hear me?" I tell her as she throws her arms around me and I want nothing more than to tell her to stay as I hold her close to me.

"I will. I love you, stay safe" she whispers softly and I tell her I love her more than anything as our arms falls to our sides before Harry puts a hand on her shoulder and the other on Ron as they disappear with a loud crack and she is gone from my sight.

To be continued.

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