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CHAPTER 1- Reunion

"Harry? Harry dear is that you?" Molly Weasley called out.

"Mrs Weasley?" Harry replied. He entered through the front door of the Burrow. He was carrying his trunk and, as he entered he placed it in the kitchen.

"Oh, Harry dear," She came and gave him a warm, tight hug. As news spread across the house that Harry had arrived, Hermione, Ron and Ginny all came down the stairs to greet him.

"Harry!" Hermione exclaimed. She quickened her pace and gave Harry a huge suffocating hug. Ron came up behind her.

"Hey mate," he said as he replaced Hermione in Harrys grasp. Though Harry was so excited to be reunited with his friends, after the devastating battle at Hogwarts, the girl he really wanted to see was paused at the top of the stairs.

Harry smiled at the drop-dead-gorgeous woman. He long red hair was flowing down to her waist. Her perfectly toned body was dressed in a deep blue blouse and a pair of jeans. She returned the smile with a row of pearly white teeth. She descended down the stairs and walked over to Harry. She gave him a sweet and gentle hug, feeling a more romantic greeting was better served away from the eyes of her mother and brother.

"Well Harry, why don't you go up to Ron's room and unpack while Ginny and I get dinner ready?" Mrs Weasley said, breaking the silence.

Harry, Ron and Hermione proceeded upstairs to Ron's room. As they did, the passed what was Fred and George's room. The sound of George shredding paper was heard.

"He does that a lot, now that Fred's gone. He's shredding the contracts for their shop, says he's not going to continue it." Ron explained. It was easy to tell by the sound of his voice that it was hard for him to talk about Fred.

"I guess losing your twin would be like losing half your own body. It can't be easy for him." Harry replied. He felt guilty and responsible for everyone who died that day. Hermione already knew this.

"Don't blame yourself Harry, It's not your fault."

They entered Ron's room and Harry began to unpack his belongings.

"So what's been going on here?" Harry looked between Hermione and Ron. "It was about time, you know." Harry said. Hermione blushed.

"You know, Ginny's waiting for you in her room, I think you should talk to her." Hermione prompted. Harry's eyes flickered to Ron, asking his approval. He nodded. So Harry crossed the hall to Ginny's room and knocked on the door.

"Come in," Ginny called. Harry turned the handle of the door, and entered. Ginny dropped the clothes she was folding, and ran up and kissed him. Not the usual kind that they shared, but a strong, intense, passionate one. It lasted for several minutes before Ginny pulled away.

"I've missed you," Harry breathed.

"Me too," Ginny replied.

They sat on Ginny's bed, in each other's arms, until they heard a knock at the door. Ginny jumped up and resumed her previous task of folding her clothes.

"Come in," Harry said. Hermione opened the door, and said quietly,

"Dinner's on the table."

When they descended down the stairs, they found that Mr. Weasley, George, Bill and Fleur, Percy, and woman Harry didn't know, were already seated at the table. Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Harry took their places at the table and Mrs. Weasley brought over their food. They dug in.

"So, Harry, how are things at Grimmauld Place?" Arthur asked.

"Well, thank you. I have spent the past few weeks cleaning it up. It looks a lot better now. I even managed to silence Mrs. Black for good." Harry replied. He had inherited 12 Grimmauld Place from his godfather, Sirius Black.

"Ah. And you're sure about returning to Hogwarts?"

"Yes. I think it is important to finish my education." Harry looked at Ginny. She was staring straight at him. Hermione noticed this and cleared her throat.

"So, Harry dear, will you be returning there in the holidays?" Molly asked.

"Yes, I guess." Harry said as he shoveled in a spoon full of pudding.

"Oh, well you must spend Christmas here. You always have…." Molly urged.

"Oh, how rude of me, Harry, this is my wife Audrey." Percy said. He gestured to the woman sitting next to him. Harry smiled and nodded.

"Nice to meet you Audrey, I'm Harry Potter,"

"Oh, I know who you are Harry!" Audrey cackled.

After dinner, Hermione and Ron went for a walk out in the garden. Harry and Ginny went upstairs to her room. They sat and talked.

"Harry, it will be weird, having you in my classes. It will be strange to see your face around Hogwarts. Good, but strange." Ginny sighed.

"Yeah. It'll be hard for me to get back into the swing of things. Taking a year off does that to you. But Ginny, I don't ever want us to be apart like that again…" Harry said.

"Me neither." She breathed. She leant in and kissed him. Before long, Hermione and Ron came running up the stairs. They burst in.

"Ginny!" Ron gasped. Hermione held him back as Harry and Ginny broke apart.

"Ron!" Ginny gasped. Harry jumped up and walked past Ron, who shot him a dirty look. He made his way outside. Ron followed.

Hermione walked over to Ginny, and sat next to her.

"Don't mind him, he just has to get used to it, that's all." Hermione said. She was fiddling with her left hand, as though she was trying to hide something. Ginny reached over and grabbed it. Placed upon Hermione's fourth finger glistened a beautiful diamond ring.

"Hermione Jean Granger!" Ginny shrieked. "Just when did this happen?"

"Just then, in the backyard." Hermione said excitedly.

"Oh! That's amazing! Congratulations." Ginny smiled. A tiny part of her, wished that Harry had proposed. And God knows he might have if they weren't interrupted. Ginny and Hermione made their way down stairs.

Meanwhile…

Harry rushed outside. Ron followed closely behind.

"Harry James Potter! Come here at once!" Ron yelled. Harry stopped, turned around and headed back towards Ron.

"Ron, I swear, we weren't going to do anything. I was…. I. I was going to ask her something. I was going to ask her to marry me. But you and Hermione came and I couldn't. And anyway, you said you were ok with it. You said that you preferred me than anyone else…" Harry defended himself, before the accusations were pointed at him.

"Harry, I, I…. I'm sorry. Ok. It's weird. I do prefer you over Dean or Michael. You care for her, but you don't want to upset me, so you have waited to do, what the other guys would have done the moment it arose. And I thank you Harry. But I have something to ask you. Will you be my best man? At my wedding?" Ron grinned.

"What?" Harry questioned.

"I proposed to Hermione. We're getting married…" Ron looked so excited.

"Oh, Congratulations Ron. Yes. I'll be your best man. Of course!" Harry exclaimed. He shook Ron's hand. The made their way back into the house where all the rest of the Weasleys were gathered.

Ron walked over to Hermione and held her hand. He cleared his throat and everyone turned to stare at them. Harry took his place with Ginny, holding her close to him.

"Everyone, I would like to announce that Hermione has agreed to marry me." As Ron said this, a squeal of delight was heard from the back of the room. Molly Weasley ran to her son. She kissed him on the cheek and then Hermione.

"Oh, It's about time you two," She said. She admired Hermione's engagement ring. Fleur made her way to examine the ring as well. The male Weasleys gathered around Ron with many 'Congrats!' and 'About time's could be heard. Harry sneaked off and led Ginny out to the garden.

"Ginny, I just want you know something." Harry began. His heart was hammering in his chest as he thought of just how to tell her. "I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

"Oh, Harry. I feel the same. But I want to make love to you." Ginny moved closer to him.

"Ginny, I want to make love to you as well, but I believe that waiting until we are married is the right thing to do. It is traditional and old fashioned, but, I think it has to be like that." Harry explained.

"Ok," Ginny said. She, once again moved closer and planted one large, hard, strong, passionate kiss upon his lips.

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