Here is my attempt at a Harry Potter story, and no, I don't own Harry Potter, but I decided to start writing after I came out of my Harry Potter induced depression, although I made a change that will become apparent soon.
I hope y'all enjoy it D
Chapter 1
"YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE I'M LIVING A TEENAGE DREAM
THE WAY YOU TURN ME ON, I CA-"
Ginny sighed, hitting the top of her alarm clock; she wasn't adapted to live in a muggle environment, (although she did love the music) and it was all just a little bit strange for her. Especially the television, even though she just couldn't get enough of Glee – now one of her favourite television shows.
After laying there and thinking for a minute, she reminded herself that she actually did need to get up, and so her morning routine began. Shower, hair, clothes… She was about to sit down to eat breakfast when there was a knock at the door.
"You know, Harry, the point of you staying in a 5-star hotel the month before the wedding was so that we didn't have se-" Ginny stopped mid-sentence when she opened the door. There, stood in front of her, was not Harry, but her mother, Hermione, Fleur, Angelina and Luna.
"-mum!" she coughed awkwardly, before starting again.
"Mum? Hermione! W-what are you guys doing here this early?"
And that was when the cogs in her head fell into place and she remembered – today she was supposed to be going all around muggle London with the 'bridal party' to find a dress for her big day.
Looking back, time seemed to have passed so quickly…
Xx Harry Potter xX
Ginny was nervous. There was no other word to describe how she felt, as she stood outside of Harry's apartment in New York. You see, they (the whole bloody family, no less) had decided to go on holiday in New York, where Harry (very conveniently, in Ginny's mind) happened to have an amazing downtown apartment. So there she stood, in a flashy, low cut, black dress with a suitcase in one hand and her teddy bear in the other (she needed him to sleep!) as she rang the doorbell.
The door opened and she was greeted by the smiling face of Harry, who had flown out the day earlier to make sure the apartment was suitable for human habitation, ready for the two of them to spend the next week.
Alone.
For the first time.
They could do what they wanted, without anyone walking in on them (George… and Ron… on the same day…) and Harry was looking extremely irresistible, so irresistible, in fact, that she would have jumped him there in the hall if it wasn't for her suitcase and a neighbour just arriving down the hall, so she settled with a gentle but passionate kiss, before he took her suitcase and lead her into his home.
It was amazing. There was a huge, open living space, but the one thing that caught her eye was the table set for two, with fancy wineglasses made of crystal, and china plates with an elaborate flowery design, that she was pretty sure cost more than her dress.
Before she knew it, Harry had swept her into one of the chairs and was bringing out a delicious assortment of food. A home made pizza and a mean looking garlic bread were placed in front of her, but to Ginny, it didn't matter, because she was with Harry, who she noticed, for the first time, seemed a bit nervous and on edge.
As they sat down to eat, a comfortable conversation took place about the family, how they were etc.
However, as they finished eating and Ginny leant back in her chair to just look at Harry, he seemed to grow even more uneasy. He leant forward and began to talk.
"Ginny, we've known each other for, what, 10 years now? And when we first met, I had no idea we would be together now," at this Ginny smiled and nodded her head, "But spending the last 5 and a half, well technically 4, years with you, I have come to realise that I don't think I could ever love anybody else."
Ginny gasped. She realised that Harry was going pop the big question - he was going to ask her to marry him. What would she say? Well, yes of course.
"And so, Genevra Molly Weasley, would you do me the honour of becoming my wife, so we can spend the rest of our lives together?"
Xx Harry Potter xX
And she had indeed said yes, and that had been the start of the planning. With her mother getting quite upset that they were going to have a muggle wedding, and equally upset that it was going to be in the winter. This being because Ginny had always dreamt of having a 'winter wonderland' wedding, and after informing Harry of this fact there was no saying no.
Suddenly she was brought out of her reverie to the sound of her name being repeatedly called by Luna.
"Ginny, Ginny! Come on! Molly and Hermione have already gone back downstairs to the car, and we'll never get anything done if you don't come with us now!"
And with that she smiled sweetly, before backing out the door to where Fleur and Angelina were waiting patiently.
It was going to be a long day…
DUN DUN DUN...
Cliffhanger, I know, I am hoping to update a chapter a week, and keep ahead of my writing and not lose focus.
If you get time, leave me a review, they make me feel better, thanks, and I hope you liked it.
