Chapter 1- The Holidays

Harry tapped his foot, impatiently staring up the street and in the crowds of bustling people. It was the week leading up to Christmas and he was waiting for Ginny to join him for dinner to celebrate that she had finished work for the holidays. He had already come by earlier in the week to pre-book a table, and knew they would get to be alone later as they would be getting back late. A household like the The Burrow's was a busy one, meaning privacy wasn't the strongest point. Harry had taken steps to change this though, which would be revealed in a few days to Ginny, but until then they would have to be content with what they had. Harry loved being at The Burrow, Mrs Weasley still smothered them and gave them feasts. Now that they had settled into a somewhat normal life Harry wanted more, and so did Ginny. He just had to wait a few more days till he could share his plans with her. And now he still stood in the cold wind, starting to pace. She said she couldn't promise they wouldn't overrun being the last day for a while, but it didn't change his impatience. Obviously she hadn't made that promise for a reason now. The cold was starting to get to him when a red haired woman appeared from the crowd, her pink nose and rosy cheeks making her glow from the excitement on her face at seeing him.

'I am sorry Harry,' She gave him a loving kiss as they walked into the restaurant together. 'Just those silly details so that we can wrap up without any worries, you have me till the New Year now.'

Harry didn't answer at first, turning to the waiter who stood patiently waiting for them. 'I believe I reserved a table under the name of Potter?'

The waiter smiled and led them over to a small quiet table with a menu before sweeping away. After getting comfortable Harry responded.

'I like to hear that, you have been working too hard, I was about to go and complain to Chloe. And I know Ron has been especially grumpy for the last month.'

Ginny merely rolled her eyes and laughed. Though he complained Harry was proud of Ginny. Along with her best friend Chloe, whom had been that way since the start of their years at Hogwarts, they had managed to find an empty market in the Wizarding World, fashionable clothing. They had created a company together called C&G after gaining experience in the muggle world and it had become a huge success. Working with muggles meant they had become popular with them too, setting up small boutiques in their famous shopping districts. Of course, with a bit of magic they sped along the process of launching their business ideas. Hermione had joined them, helping with the management side of it too. She had tried working for The Ministry of Magic but found she didn't get on with the people in her profession, and when too many problems arose she thought it best to leave. She now carried on her support for magical creatures alongside her normal job. The problem was the business was growing very fast, taking up a lot of all their time. The girl trio's boyfriend's, Harry, Ron and Colin, were suffering, though Ron the worst due to his very small amount of patience.

'Well here we are, and I am starving Potter, you should know by now what I eat.'

Harry paused to look at Ginny once more. At times he still couldn't believe his luck, that she loved him after everything. She was too busy looking at which drink to choose to notice his observations. She was so beautiful, though he may be bias he knew the amount of attention she attracted. She had an envious body with curves that were perfect. Though she was small in height she was well proportioned, much to Harry's pleasure. Her infamous red hair gleamed in the dull light of the restaurant with tints of gold. Though she liked to dress to occasions she never over did it, along with makeup. She laughed at images of girls in short skirts and too much makeup, begging Harry to lock her away if she ever did that. Judging by her clothes she had on tonight she had just come out of a meeting of sorts. Ginny loved her clothes, priding in her appearance. She wore a soft sleeveless cream shirt, black wide leg trousers with towering heels. To Harry she was perfect.

'Are you ready to order, Sir?'

Harry jumped slightly, peering up at the waiter. Clearing his throat he answered. 'Yes, I will have the spaghetti bolognese and I am guessing you are having the carbonara Ginny?'

All he got was a look saying 'Did you need to ask?', so with a laugh the waiter took their drink orders and left.

'It is weird to think I am not working for two weeks,' Ginny frowned a little before going back to smiling at him. 'I will be doing some drawings, just to keep me going, but you do have my undivided attention Harry, I promise.'

Harry smirked. 'I am happy you have finally remembered me. I was ready to kidnap you and hold you hostage. Though, I am sure you would have loved that.'

Ginny blushed at the underlying reference, but couldn't quite hold back her smile. 'That was just mean. No need whatsoever. You'll pay for that one later.'

Harry shrugged as the waiter lay down their drinks. 'Drink your wine and be happy, it will be a great night. Tell me about your day.'

Ginny immediately talked about the preparations she had started for the next season, Harry happily listening to her, letting every word sink in.

'And Gabby is allowed to do work experience next year, a report where they can choose any subject. She has asked whether she can do Muggle Studies and work with us, I thought it a great idea, and of course Chloe loved it; and Hermione even more. We agreed as long as Beauxbatons does, Fleur would love her around for a while. She would be here late January for a good month or two.'

Gabrielle Delacour, Fleur's younger sister, had come a long way since her sister's wedding years ago. She had overcome her shyness and young crushes, and had matured greatly since being in school. To Chloe and Ginny she had become almost a sister. When she came to visit Fleur she was always with them, asking questions, wanting to be involved. She had shown a great interest in their business when she had last visited in the summer, and skill too. She was closer to Harry, asking him for advice as she had explained her problems at school. Like he had felt she was out casted, girls backstabbing her and boys tripping over their feet for her due to her part Veela status.

'How old is she now?'

Ginny finished her mouthful before answering, showing a great difference to her next brother. 'Fifteen, and sixteen in a few months, just after the anniversary of, well you know in May,' Harry nodded his understanding, the couple preferring not to talk about the war, trying to focus on moving on. 'Anyhow, she'll be around The Burrow much of the time with us I can imagine, Victoire being a handful, Bill swears she is like George and Fred. Fleur says she is turning into a lovely girl, obviously beautiful, but it is as expected.'

Harry rolled his eyes. 'I can believe that well enough. And I went round with Teddy the other day; she is a bad influence on him. They were wrestling around on the rug together,' Ginny snorted into her glass as Harry painted the image. 'I was worried he would hurt her but it ended up the other way round. I couldn't believe a three year old could punch so hard, but she managed it. Fleur was mortified, saying that wasn't how a lady should act and telling Bill off for laughing. I trying having to hold back myself, but I think Teddy would have turned on me if I had. Victoire just carried on playing with her toys as if nothing had happened. He has now stated he doesn't want to go round for a month, and doesn't want to see Victoire unless she apologises. She definitely had your toughness though.'

'Well Fleur isn't exactly a daisy. And Teddy said that last time when she took his favourite dragon toy, yet the next week he was begging Andromeda apparently. They are lovely, but I am concerned to see a pattern emerging, they are always bickering and then making up, they are turning into Ron and Hermione.'

Harry burst out laughing. 'Seriously? They are three and four, he thinks touching her will give him germs and she loves annoying him,' He frowned slightly. 'I could see them being like that had they known each other when they were younger.'

Ginny nodded knowingly, pretending patting his hand in comfort. 'It is a scary thought, thank Merlin we skipped that stage. But enough of them, this is our night, let it be about us,' She stopped to sip her wine. 'This is lovely, think I might be ordering some more before the night it out.'

The evening past happily for the couple; enjoying each other's company and simply relaxing. They weren't bothered by other people having chosen a restaurant in the muggle London which they went often. It would be coming up to four years since the end of Lord Volemort, and still Harry was very much seen as a celebrity despite being remaining a private person. Ginny had become one in her own right thanks to her new business. To be so successful by twenty meant young people had started looking up to her, trying to follow her. They had both agreed though, they wouldn't change it for the world. Harry worked part time as an Auror so he got to do what he had dreamed, and Ginny too was living her one. They saw their friends and family all the time and were supported, everything Harry had dreamt of in his early years.

A couple of hours later, a very happy Harry and a tipsy Ginny stepped into the cold December wind.

'Thank you Harry, that was a lovely evening,'

Harry looked down and couldn't help but smile again. She was looking divine, a small smile appearing on her face as she stepped closer to him, reaching up and kissing him softly. His mind clouded over for a moment until she pulled away slightly.

'Where do you think you are going?' He grumbled, pulling her closer.

Her giggling attracted the attention of a few passing by but neither noticed nor cared. Harry had missed times like this so much he didn't care about anything but them right now. Though the war had now passed in people's lives he was still reminded often. Seeing Teddy or George was enough to remember those who had passed away. The scars still remained all over his body, reminding him of the horrible year he forced himself away from Ginny, still wondering how she forgave him. She was a blessing, an angel to him. He could forget the worries and guilt that still sometimes haunted him even now. His lips closed back on her and kissed her harder this time, much more passionately. He felt Ginny lean into him and wrapped his arms round her. Aware they were still standing in the middle of the street she pulled back very slightly.

'Why don't we go home?' She whispered.

He didn't need telling twice. They quickly walked round the corner to an empty alleyway and Harry disapperated them both back to The Burrow. It was dark and silent where everyone had gone to bed, leaving a slightly eerie feel. But that didn't stop Ginny as she immediately continued to kiss him.

'Let's get up stairs, I don't think Ron could handle walking in on us again in one month.'

Ginny laughed while pulling away, remembering the day they had forgotten to lock their door and Ron had walked in looking for Harry. He didn't talk to them for days, always cringing when they came into the room. Harry had felt bad for him, and with that thought in the back of his mind he swept Ginny up and carried her to their room. But not before she managed to chuck his coat on the landing, along with his jumper. She kicked her shoes off, leaving them further up the stairs along with her coat and Harry's scarf. By the time they had gotten into the bedroom she had start undoing his buttons and had left a trail of clothing going up the stairs, ending in her cardigan outside the door.

'You aren't being patient at all tonight are you?' He murmured, joking but not complaining.

'These two weeks you are going to be very busy Potter, so get used to it. I am not wasting a moment with you, especially after your complaint about not seeing me enough, isn't this what you wanted?'

Harry couldn't reply as he stepped backwards and fell on the bed, pulling Ginny who came tumbling down on me.

'Door.' He breathed at a moment where she removed her lips from his.

She mumbled but waved her wand, leaving them satisfied to hear a clicking sound.

'Ron isn't ruining this one.' She said determinedly as Harry started on her shirt.

It was almost like an old routine to them, staying up late while everyone slept, laughing and having fun like young teenagers. It was many hours later when Ginny fell asleep in Harry's arms. He watched her for a while, every so often stroking her hair before falling asleep himself.

This is the first chapter, and comments would be grateful! It is only a small chapter, the others will be better, I just wanted to get it started and a few facts down. I have tried keeping to the timeline, though as I have created some new characters and there isn't an exact one, it may be a bit incorrect. I have partly followed the books, but have missed a few things, you'll just have to wait and see! Harry Potter is JK Rowling's, I am just having a little play in the magical world. Hope you enjoyed :) x