Soaring between the clouds Harry could see a mane of red hair dodging in and out of players below. He hovered for a few seconds taking in her agility, speed and kind of toughness that only a girl with six older brothers could manage. Yes, Harry thought to himself, Ginny is the one.

'POTTER! HAVE YOU BEEN CONFUNDED! STOP STARING AT WEASLEY AND FIND THE SNITCH' yelled Kane Tempest, captain of Puddlemere United, the quidditch team Harry and Ginny both played for. Harry's daydreams of his wedding to Ginny were flung straight out of his mind and he started to circle the field looking for the snitch.

From the height he was at, he had a great view the surrounding forest, in which the European Quidditch Cup was taking place, he could see a small road off in the distance where ordinary muggles were driving along the countryside, completely unaware to the thousands and thousands of wizards and witches just a few kilometres from them.

A flash of gold caught Harry's eye, about fifty metres below him Harry was sure he saw the snitch. But the Tornado's seeker was so close to Harry, he new a dive would make it obvious what he was doing. Harry slowly continued circling the pitch until the snitch had fluttered a little higher and he was flown a little closer. He glanced at the Tornado's seeker and once certain that the other seeker was distracted by the game below Harry went in for the dive.

Harry was flying at such a speed and angle his face was going numb and surely enough the other seeker and noticed his dive and was gaining on him. Harry leant forward on his broom raising one hand, just a little further, just a little bit more he though. The other seeker had reached his broom now. Harry new it was now or never, he stretched a little further, supporting himself one hand whilst trying to move his body as far forward as possible.

'AND POTTER HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH! PUDDLEMERE UNITED WINS THE EUROPEAN CUP' bellowed the commentator. Harry flew down to see his fellow team members, holding the snitch high to the surrounding spectators, who were either screaming with delight or conjuring small tornadoes the zoomed around, knocking off anyone's Puddlemere hats.

After a photo session, and an interview for the WWN, Harry could finally go to the change rooms to properly speak to his team. As he walked in the whole team welcomed him and the all sang the team song 'Beat those bludgers, boys, and chuck that quaffle here'. Once the changed room had cleared and everyone had headed off to the various after game celebrations, Harry was finally alone with Ginny.

'Ginny, you were brilliant today' he said, putting his hand on her arm. 'You watched me?' Ginny asked with a look of shock on her face. 'Yeh, sort of, you were great' he said. She punched him lightly on the soldier, 'you can stare at me all you want Harry, but when we are playing a game quidditch, I forbid you to look!' she joked, but underneath Harry could see her determined seriousness. 'Why did we both have to get offers on the same team' he asked with mock sadness. Ginny looked at him with half a grin on her face 'so we can snog in the change rooms of course'.

As quick as a snitch Ginny had Harry pressed against the change room wall, there robes were askew and their arms wrapped around each other. 'You're the one Ginny' he whispered into her ear without letting go of her, keeping their bodies in complete contact. 'That's why I'm you fiancé' she laughed back. She was even prettier when she laughed Harry thought as he pulled her in even closer and turned her around so she was pressed against the wall. Lifting her up so her legs were wrapped around his as she was pressed against the wall Harry could smell her sweet perfume, as he kissed he with such an intensity he didn't know how long they were there for.

There was the sound of the footsteps, the two jumped apart and fixed themselves up changing into better clothes to wear out to the party. Before they walked out to join the festivities she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek 'good thing we're staying at The Leaky Cauldron tonight'. Harry's mind went into overdrive imagining all the possibilities of the two of them alone in a hotel room together.

The party in the official Puddlemere marquee was a buzz with excitement and full of friends, fans and families of the team. Harry knew for a fact that none of his friends here were Puddlemere fans but half supported them anyway now Ginny and Harry were on the team. 'Harry! You were brilliant!' grinned Ron as he came to give Harry a pat on the back.

Hermione, who Ron's arm was casually wrapped around quickly remarked 'Yes, well you'd say that wouldn't you Ronald, but really I thought Ginny was equally fantastic'. Harry laughed and said 'yeh Ginny was fantastic wasn't she'. Ginny and Hermione then giggled off together, making there way towards the crowd to mingle. Harry, who was already sick of the attention, even after being at the party for just a few minutes forced Ron to come and sit with him at a table at the back.

'I was talking to Glenda before, she said she's friends with some of the Chudley Canons players and reckons she can introduce some time' Ron told Harry. Harry smiled to himself, 'Ron, I would think you'd be over this sort of stuff by now'. Ron too laughed at himself 'aw, shut up, I'm allowed to abuse my best friend and sister's quidditch connections if I want'. Harry murmured in agreement 'and while you can'. 'What d'ya mean?' Ron asked slightly puzzled by Harry's comment. 'well I'm not planning on playing quidditch forever, you know, this is just a temporary thing, I think I deserve a light hearted fun in my life' Harry said. 'Yeh, we all do, you especially Harry'.

Harry decided to steer away from quidditch and asked 'where you staying tonight?' Ron pulled a face 'at home, its horrible Hermione has to sleep in Ginny's room…' Ron stopped Harry had given him a look. 'Sorry' said Ron 'I won't weird you out anymore'. Harry laughed. 'Come on, I'm ready to join the party'. So the two of them joined the fire whisky laden and butter beer consuming crowd and danced until the sun went down.

At about ten-thirty that night Harry grabbed Ginny's hand, 'this party looks like it's coming to an end; he whispered into her ear. She looked around and the crowd, the dance floor had thinned out considerably and the enchanted DJ seemed to have worn down to simply playing the Puddlemere anthem slower and slower, various coupes were stationed around the marquee snogging, and all that was left of the food and drink was a few golden platters and a pyramid of empty butterbeer barrels. She seemed to agree on this idea, saying their goodbyes they both apparated to their room in The Leaky Cauldron.

'Finally, I have you all to myself' said Ginny. Harry smiled; this was characteristic Ginny, saying something that you would expect of a boy in a relationship. Harry grabbed her and she giggled, kissing her and spinning around in circle until they fell onto the bed laughing. Harry decided to pull and unusually bold move by jumping on top of Ginny and kissing her.

Ginny pulled off Harry's shirt and felt his toned muscled physique. All that training has done wonders she thought to her self. She pulled him closer; she couldn't bare the thought of not being with him. As he slowly unbuttoned her shirt she felt shivers run done her spine. 'Tomorrow lets buy furniture for our new house' he told her. She smiled 'Our House'. He ran his fingers around her torso then her face and hair, teasing her until she couldn't resist him any longer. She completely undressed herself and him, and they made love.