Hey everyone! Just wanna say thanks for reading my first chapter and I hope you continue to read the rest. As you may have discovered, this is my first fanfiction and I'm trying extremely hard to meet not only my expectations but also your own. I'm trying to get the chapters in faster so you won't have to wait. Please read and review, I won't ever be upset if you leave negative comments, I will embrace them and remember them for future chapters. I own nothing, it all belongs to the amazing J.K. Rowling!!! Thanks again, enjoy!

Chapter 2:

A fluffy Summer

Harry walked into Ron's room with his smile stretching from ear to ear. He looked straight through Ron's nasty glare and began to change into his nightclothes. Harry felt even better than he looked, he was amazed that only twenty-four hours ago he was depressed into such a deep hole that he couldn't climb out of it. Hermione and Ron had offered the first hand of help as they always do but Ginny truly pulled Harry out. He sat down remembering the day he spent with her and how the world seemed to melt away when they were together. There were no dead brothers, evil villains, unhappy endings, only real happiness that doesn't exist outside of their world.

"Oi! Can you wipe that grin off your face?" Ron questioned.

"Oh…uh…yeah, sorry." Harry mumbled, trying to look sincerely.

"I don't like that look, it makes me sick." Ron said.

Harry's anger rose in him, "So you don't like me to be happy? What a great friend you are, Ron! Don't even want your best mate to be the least bit happier than he is." Harry Stood looking Ron directly in the face, unbelieving of the fact that his friend didn't want him to be happy.

"I want you to be happy but you've got that look on your face." Ron accused.

"Well, what look?"

"It's the same look I've got when I'm done snogging Hermione!" Ron yelled at Harry. Ron didn't want to admit to the fact that Harry and his little sister were very much in love, the thought made him happy but sad that his sister was growing up fast.

Harry threw a silencing charm so that the girls wouldn't hear them. "Well you're sure as hell right! I did just finish snogging your sister, and in fact I enjoyed it very much."

"You're making me sick, Harry. Ginny's my sister and you better not be messing with her because if you are I will gladly hurt even if we've been through everything and more together! I don't care if you're my best mate, you keep your hands off my sister." Ron screamed with rage.

"You can't tell me to keep my hands off your sister because I can't! It's physically impossible, I love her too much!" Harry watched as Ron's expression changed from fury to something he couldn't put his finger on.

"You're not allowed to fall in love with me sister. You just can't Harry, because I don't want her to get hurt again." Ron whispered.

"I can't leave her again, I just couldn't do it. She wasn't the only one who got hurt last time, I did too, Ron."

Harry saw the fear for his sister in Ron's face. His fear looked so much like his own, it made Harry's anger fade immediately. "Harry, you didn't see her last year. When I ran away like a bloody coward, I came home for a while and saw her. She didn't eat, didn't sleep, didn't talk, it was scary. I saw my only sister wasting away for some guy she thought was either dead or going to die soon. That was when I realized that if we all made it through she would go back to you and that she didn't have the school-girl crush on you anymore. She had fallen madly in love with you. I know you better than anyone in this world and I knew your lengthy record of leaving people so that you could accomplish things on your own and I wasn't going to let you do that to my sister. So you better not because if I see my sister like that ever again I will kill you, Harry." Ron's voice faded with the realization of what he said hit Harry. Ron was dead serious, he would kill Harry for destroying his sister.

"Don't worry, I won't leave her. I can't now that we're all safe and happiness is just around the corner. I love her, Ron, I really do." Harry smiled at his best friend and patted him on his back. "Besides you're being a filthy hypocrite, Hermione wears that grin quite a bit and I guess since she's my sister I will curse your bits off if you hurt her. Night." Harry lay down on the bed opposite to Ron and took his glasses off.

"Night," Ron murmured. Thirty minutes later the bedroom door creaked open and Ginny crept in, Ron wanted to get up and tell her to leave so badly but he didn't. Instead he watched as she crawled into bed with Harry and curled up next to him. They whispered a little then fell asleep. Ron saw how peaceful and happy Ginny looked in Harry's arms, and Ron pretended to sleep that night but couldn't fade away into dreamland simply because he was still afraid Harry would one day leave his sister.

Before the sun even rose Harry woke, realizing Ginny was still fast asleep in his arms. He lightly kissed her cheek and she stirred then finally waking up his kiss and pressed her lips against his throat then jaw and lastly lips. Harry stopped the kiss before it got out of hands reach and awoke Ron, Harry had just gained Ron's trust and wasn't about to lose it that fast.

"Love, go back to your bed before we get in trouble." Harry whispered in her ear. She stood and took his hand, leading him towards her room. "Where are we going?" She smiled and stopped in front of her door.

"Well if we are caught, we just both happened to have to use the loo at the same time, so therefore we ran into each other outside my room." She smiled, pushing him up against her bedroom door and began to kiss rapidly at his jaw.

"Not that I'm not enjoying this but why can't it wait till later today?" Harry asked between kisses.

"Well because you woke me up and now I'm awake, if I go back to bed then I'll be bored so I'm merely just passing the time." Ginny smiled, slipping her hand under his shirt to feel his hard muscles.

"Just passing the time? Then I suppose you get bored a lot."

She nodded, now to immerse in snogging to keep talking. Harry heard footsteps downstairs and put his hand over Ginny's mouth to keep her quiet. He kissed her quickly one last time, and then said, "See you in an hour." He silently apparated back to Ron's room.

Ginny tip-toed back into her room and wasn't the least bit surprised to see Hermione sitting on her bed reading a book. "Morning Hermione," Ginny said.

"You two were louder than a heard of stomping Hippogriffs; I'm surprised that entire house didn't wake up." Hermione stated not even looking up from her book.

Ginny blushed then laughed, "Oops!" She rushed over to sit next to her best friend. "Harry is happy now isn't he?"

Hermione looked at Ginny and smiled, "Yes, he is now. Though he wasn't before, in fact, he never had been truly happy before. I'm ashamed to say this, but, I feel like I don't Harry anymore because of it. I guess I'm just so used to seeing him distressed about Lord Voldemort or worrying about other things. He really needs you; Ron and I were able to keep him happy enough through all the bad stuff and now he needs you to get him through the good stuff. I'm going to miss him terribly, he really is my brother."

"Oh, Hermione, Harry won't forget about you! He can't and even if he tried I wouldn't let him because I know he really does love you. Harry needs you just as much as he did before but for other reasons that books won't give you the answer to." Ginny wrapped an arm around her.

She laughed, "There's the other problem: I'm not good with the affairs of the heart unless it involves brewing up a potion."

"Yes, you are, just look at you and my brother. You two were just too stubborn to realize how much you guys were meant to be together." Ginny giggled, "You both are thick headed but you both know what really is in your hearts'. I've experienced it firsthand, all the fighting and bickering is just your way of showing it."

"I guess it is but your brother can be such a prat! I mean seriously, who would leave the bread out and opened for it to get stale then claim that's how they like it? It's ridiculous." Hermione smiled at the memory.

"Promise me that when you two get married I'll be to be the maid of honor and I'll return the favor."

Hermione looked up in shock at the question, "Marriage? Ron and I just barely got together, he hasn't even told me that he loves me yet. So don't even put the idea of marriage in my head."

"Oh bloody hell, Hermione! Ron has loved you since third year and you and I both know it. He's just too much a chicken to tell you." Ginny rolled her eyes at her stupid brother.

"I thought it was normal not to say it until a lot later. I wasn't aware that he would even think of me that way." Hermione blushed at her naivety. "Has Harry told you yet?"

"Umm…yeah, more than once." Ginny mumbled not wanting to boast about the whole thing.

Hermione stood in fury and left the room quickly before Ginny could see her tears. Ginny lay on her bed just pondering the thought of how incredibly lucky she was to have Harry. Less than a minute later Harry knocked and opened her bedroom door, he came in laughing.

"What?" Ginny asked, patting her bed for him to come and sit down on.

"Hermione barged into our room, completely mad about something and forgot I was there. She yelled at Ron to move over and crawled into his bed and started yelling at him some more. Don't know what she was saying but I found it ironic that she gets into his bed with him to yell at him." Ginny joined in with his giggles, though she new exactly what Hermione was upset about.

"Let's go down stairs and keep your mum entertained so that they can have their privacy." Ginny followed Harry down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"Morning mum," Ginny said giving her mum a kiss on the cheek. Harry made him and Ginny a small plate of food and some tea to go with it. Hey all sat down on the table eating in silence.

"Ginny, dear, why don't you two go and de-gnome the garden. It's getting out of control and since you two were the first up you get to do the work." Mrs. Weasley ushered them out of the kitchen before they could protest and marched up the stairs. Harry and Ginny shrugged then started to toss gnomes over the fence.

"Harry, you do realize that we're still in our nightclothes?" Ginny said looking down at her bare feet.

"Oh, yes, I suppose we are. If you'll excuse me for a moment," Harry disappeared into the edge of the trees and returned in jeans and a t-shirt.

"How did you do that?" Ginny asked.

"Well I basically transfigured my clothes."

"Ok, my turn, but close your eyes and don't you dare peak." Ginny walked behind the trees and watched, amazed, as her clothes transfigured into a beautiful summer dress. "Thanks, but how did you know what to change me into?"

Harry shrugged as if this were nothing. "I pictured you in the dress and then changed your nightclothes into it. The only bad part about the charm is that it leaves our feet without shoes…"

"Who cares? Come on let's go on a walk." Ginny took Harry's hand and walked deeper into the woods. "We scheduled a date for Fred's funeral. It'll be three days from now at Hogwarts and it'll be a joint one with all of those who fought in the battle and died." Ginny looked straight forward, unwilling to let herself break down on such a beautiful day. " Harry, you know the dead can hear and see us, they watch over us, I can feel it… Fred, if you're watching then I'd like you to know that I did indeed end up with the famous Harry Potter. I told you that I would be with him, so now you and George owe me the other side of the bet. But since you're up in Heaven and unable to fulfill your part I'm just going to make you pay back in the only way I can think of." She smiled and pinned Harry up against the tree. "Fred, I'm going to make you want to kill Harry but you can't so it makes it fun for me."

Harry was completely confused by now but didn't interrupt because it might upset Ginny. But Ginny was the furthest thing from upset at the moment, she could picture Fred up in Heaven cringing for what was to come next. Ginny smiled and started to snog Harry like no other, Harry forgot everything in the world except her. He could feel her hands traveling up his back and entangling into his knotted hair making it more knotted. Harry ran his own hand through her hair and down her back, stopping right before her butt. Ginny stood on the tips of her toes making Harry's hand slid onto her backside, she laughed when she heard a distant rumble, but continued to kiss Harry. She traced her tongue with his, Harry ripped away from her and walked backwards.

Ginny followed him, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him once more with even more intensity than before. Harry gently pushed her back from him. "Gin, stop it. I can't do this and neither can you." Ginny was infuriated for being turned down, she was always the one to set boundaries.

"Yes we can, we snog all we want. I wasn't doing it just because I wanted to upset Fred, I really wanted to do it too."

"That's not it at all. I want to kiss you too but we can't let it get out of hand like that. I was about to rip that pretty dress right off you and I don't want our first time to be in a forest outside your house. Gin, I want it to be special." Harry cupped her face in his hands. "So don't do that to me anymore until we both are completely ready. Promise me?"

"Ok I promise." Ginny smiled and looked around She turned back to Harry, "It's not that I don't love this dress but I think it'll be rather hard to climb a tree in it. I would hate to ruin it because I really do love it."

Harry closed his eyes and pictured Ginny in tight blue jeans and a purple v-neck shirt that hugged her curves comfortably. When he opened his eyes that's exactly what she wore, 'Thanks' she mouthed and began to climb a nearby tree. Harry watched as she climbed with practiced ease from being the only girl to six brothers. She leapt from branch to branch until she was at the highest point possible.

"Come on, Harry, I know you're not afraid!" She yelled down to him. Harry climbed up until he was also on the branch next to her. Harry silently cast sticking charms to the branches so that neither of them would fall the fifty plus feet to the ground.

Ginny admiring the country side and how the rolling hills looked like waves though she'd never once been to a beach she knew how they looked. She imagined the hills to be the waves of a green ocean and the tree tops to be the gritty sand she dreamt of. With the sun beating over head her fantasy seemed almost true but it wasn't. She felt a little dread for this but it washed away when she spotted the burrow and its many levels and kinks. She could see the things that made it her home and always would be her true home. Nearby two birds chirped, chasing each other through the trees and down below her the land critters dug holes in search of food and homes. It amazed her how normal things now were only a few days after the final battle occurred. Life goes on no matter what it just takes turns for better or worse.

"Harry, don't you think it looks beautiful-" Ginny stopped mid sentence when she saw the look on Harry's face. He sat there staring right at her without even blinking. He had this strange glaze to his eyes that made Ginny smile because it was a happy glaze not the normal upset glaze. "What?" Ginny asked, smiling at him. He looked so cute when he looked at her that way. His green eyes highlighted his face and his unruly black hair caught the wind at the right moment making him look like a mysterious man whom had once been lost. He sat with his shoulders hunched forward just a little and one leg hanging down while the other curled up on the branch.

"You're beautiful Ginny." He whispered, still staring at her.

Ginny was beginning to feel uncomfortable with him staring at her but at the same time it made her warm to know he would freely stare at her and tell her she was beautiful. "It's rude to stare Harry." She teased him openly.

"It's not my fault I can't help it," Harry replied and ran his eyes down her body then back up and finally looked away completely. "How much time do you think we have before your mum begins to worry?"

"Probably a good hour or so,"

"Then I want to tell you my story," Harry stared at the clouds, "I'm going to tell you every detail and not spare you the details because you need to know."

And so Harry began to tell Ginny the story of famous Harry Potter from birth to the end of the battle. This took almost a complete hour of uninterrupted talking. Ginny's eyes filled with tears at an early point in the story and it took everything she had not to cry. When Harry reached the part when he showed up faking death in Hagrid's arms Ginny couldn't take it anymore.

"Stop it!" She yelled with all the strength she could muster up which wasn't a lot. Harry's hardened expression softened immediately when he realized how bad she was crying. She started to shake with sobs and Harry leaned forward, hugged her close then apparated to the ground where he cradled Ginny to his chest. "I don't want to know the rest." She cried into his shirt. "When is aw you Harry, I was so scared. My mum had to hold me back so I didn't throw the killing curse at Voldemort. I almost did and I would have been killed and happy." Harry's gripped tightened with tension.

"Ginny Weasley, I don't ever want to hear you say that ever again! And if I do…well I don't what I'll do but I won't be happy." Harry was apparently upset with Ginny but Ginny couldn't help how she had felt then, it was her first thought.

"Don't be mad with me, I was only telling you the truth." Ginny pulled back to see his face, etched in the lines of stress were worry.

"What else am I supposed to do? Tell you its ok that you wanted to commit suicide for me. I mean honestly Ginny, how could you even think to do that to yourself and your family. Forget about me and remember the others who love you dearly." Harry walked to a tree, gripping it tightly to dispose of anger.

"How come you were allowed to walk into a forest and be killed for all the people you love but I'm not allowed to get revenge on the person whom I had thought had killed the person I love the most, and with that came the price of death." Ginny was furious now.

"They are completely different situations! I left to save you and the entire world then I had the choice to die or come back and I came back for the people I love." Harry tried to reason.

"The situations aren't different what so ever! We were both dieing for people we love in one way or another and even if you did it to save the world I did it to save my world too. Because, Harry, if you haven't noticed through that thick skull yet, you are my world." Ginny stormed off back to the house. She had stopped crying and was red with rage.

"Gin! Come on, Ginny, talk to me! I don't want to fight and this is such a stupid thing to fight about. I love you, and I can't live with out you that's why I got upset." Harry yelled at Ginny retreating back.

A few minutes later Harry slumped back to the burrow. Ron stopped Harry at the back door Harry looked up at him and shook his head, "Don't get mad at me, you're sister is fine, she's just mad at me for something stupid we fought about. So piss off, Ron, I'm not in the mood to talk to you. I've got to find Hermione."

Hermione sat in the living room reading a book, "Hey," Harry said sitting down next to her.

"What happened?" She said putting down her book. "Ron go away! Harry and I are having a conversation that you weren't invited to join." She pointed her wand at the entrance way and Harry soon heard footsteps ascending up the stairs. "Now what is it Harry?"

"We just got into a stupid fight about something dumb and now she's pissed at me. I don't what to do."

Surprisingly Hermione laughed, "Give her ten minutes to calm down and go apologize to her. She has the Weasley temper so let it wear off and when it does she'll go right back to you, trust me. I've been dealing with Ron for forever." She picked up a book and handed it to Harry, "Read this to pass this to pass the time with me, I'm waiting for Ron to also cool off."

Harry looked at the words but saw nothing, the ten minutes were the longest ever and he glanced at his watch every five or so seconds until it hit the exact ten minute mark and Harry darted up the stairs, ignoring Hermione's laughs. He knocked on Ginny's door and walked in. Ginny sat with her back to the door, Harry closed the door gently. She turned around, frowning slightly.

"What the bloody hell took you so long!" She jumped up and ran right into Harry's opened arms. "I'm sorry I got mad, I love you."

Harry laughed, "I love you too, Gin. And you'll have to thank Hermione for keeping me so long, she insisted that I wait ten minutes. It killed me, I looked at my watch every five seconds. Also about earlier-"

"No, I don't think we need to talk about it because it was so stupid. Besides the past and over and we need to move on." She kissed Harry on the cheek and led him back downstairs to the living room. Harry sat down on the couch and Ginny sat on his lap.

"Let's go out to lunch because my parents are out planning things for the funerals." Ginny suggested.

"Ok, I'll go get Ron, it might take a minute because he's a bit upset with me at the moment." Hermione disappeared up the stairs and a few minutes later come back down towing Ron.

"Thanks, Ginny, I didn't want to go out today." Ron mumbled at her. Ginny smirked and led the way out the front door.

"Where should we eat?" Hermione asked.

Harry pepped up and smiled, "I know a good café in muggle London; we can apparate right outside it in the alleyway next door." The rest of the group nodded in agreement. The couples ate a peaceful lunch and continued on to a nice afternoon of drinking tea and catching up with one another in front of a roaring fire. They were, at last, in harmony with themselves and the world around them.

Harry stood in front of his mirror, over-looking his black dress robes and feeling the despair hit him hard. He hadn't let himself think of this day for the few days and instead made himself enjoy a life he had never known. Looking back to it all, it seemed foreign. Harry was unsure how he could be normal, he felt as if it just weren't in his cards. Minister Kingsley had asked him to prepare a speech for today and he hadn't thought about it, well until now. Though it wasn't important to him that he be known as a hero, he wanted people to look at him as another man not the boy-who-lived; he was tired of being seen as a helpless young boy. He wanted to honor everyone the best he could, even if he felt that it all was his fault. A knock on the door pulled Harry halfway out of his thoughts.

"Come in, Ginny." Harry said, he'd grown a sixth sense to her and knew where she was without actually having to see her. Even with the depressed look haunting her beautiful face she still looked gorgeous in her new black dress robes. Harry traced her frown with his finger, he forced a smile as she did the same. "Talk to me," He whispered.

"Today will be the only day I'm allowing either of us to be miserable, after today I won't allow it anymore." Her façade cracked in half and she started crying. "I miss him so much, Harry. George isn't the same and without Fred no one will laugh with me anymore. I feel like I'm trying to rebuild it all by myself." She stopped crying and stood there, letting herself be held and supported.

"You're wrong," Harry kissed her head. "This is my family too and I'm right next to you making sure you don't fall. I know you're a beautifully stubborn and independent girl but I'm your rock always will be so don't shove me away. Please let me help you too. And about George I'm pretty sure after today he'll go back to himself though there will always be that one piece of him missing."

She nodded, they descended the stairs to join the rest of the family. No one talked as they drove in the Ministry cars assigned to them, the only two that even touched each other were Ginny and Harry. Neither of them understood how they could shun those who love them at this time of need. Ginny couldn't imagine not being close to Harry right now; even Ron and Hermione looked out opposite sides of the car. They arrived into a sea of black, Harry felt as if he were being choked with the despair that surrounded him.

They all mulled around for a while until the Minister called Harry away, Ginny held tightly to Harry's arm "Gin, be with you're family right now and I'll be right back."

"Last time you left, you didn't come back, don't even try that shit again. Ok?" Harry nodded and she left to sit next to her mum.

"You ready, Harry?" Kingsley asked him.

"Nope," He said, "But then again I seem to perform well unprepared, seeing that I've was never given the choice before." Harry cast a look at the minister and walked on the stage. Hundreds of eyes were directed upon him. The nervousness made itself apparent in his throat but Harry felt enough confidence to let it be dulled.

"Hello." He began, "I am Harry Potter or as I became known at birth as 'The Boy-who-lived'. Those of you who know me personally know that I am not the cocky over confident hero you all think I am, in fact I'm none of those things. I lack in every one of those traits and am not ashamed to admit it. I am no hero because heroes do the work alone and I have never been alone for the past seven years of my life. I have had the help of every one of you who stood against Lord Voldemort," Harry saw numerous shudders throughout the audience. "We are here for those of us who took the ultimate sacrifice, those who died for the better cause. Though it pains me to say this, it would not have been a war without causalities. There were many who died for our new world and I want to thank them for I believe that they are listening to us with peculiar interest. A wonderful young lady," Harry shot a smile at Ginny who returned a watery smile back to him. "Told me that the dead can hear and see us and they are watching over us with constant vigilance. And I took that to heart and now I feel those whom I have loved are always nearby. It takes courage to move on but after you do it you find that are closer to them than you had ever been. I know how hard this is for each of us individually and together as one but we can all move on to new things even if it takes every ounce of energy we have it will be for the best. Now I would like us all to take a moment of silence to honor those who fought and died for our peace."

Harry bowed his head for a minute then lifted it back up again. "Now I would like to honor all of us who fought in the battle. Please stand," At first no one stood and then Ron stood, pulling up Hermione with him. Ginny stood next at the same time as Neville. After a few minutes the last person stood and Harry broke out in clapping for them. People joined in and clapped for one another with small smiles on their faces. "If you were a part of the Order of the Phoenix please come to the stage and stand to my right," The members all made their way to the stage, "These people were part of a secret group that fought behind closed doors and they gained so many advances I can't even name them all. They also inspired a group I myself were also apart of. The D.A. was a small group of kids my age and younger that didn't want to be worthless so we got together and made a difference. If you're apart of the D.A., please come stand to my left."

Ginny walked and stood next to Harry, she looked at him and took his hand in hers gently. "These people up her prove that one small group can indeed make a difference! Though I cannot offer any fancy awards I want to offer my gratitude to them for standing alongside of me during our defeat in the Dark Lord! Please give them a round of applause. Lastly, I want to call forward Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley who risked their live almost everyday for being my best friends." They both walked across the stage to Harry, Hermione hugged Harry tightly, crying into his ear. Ron stuck out his hand but Harry ignored it and engulfed him into a hug also.

"After being public enemy number one for so long I've learned to keep those I love at a distance but now that the war is truly over I can live normally just as we all can. So I thank you all one last time and honor all of those who died. The war is over so now live the lives you want to live!" Harry stepped back from the podium and the entire crowd burst into thunderous applause.

Hermione, who was closest to Harry at the moment, hugged him firmly. "That was remarkable Harry." Ron patted him on the back and ushered his girlfriend away.

Ginny was next, she hugged him and kissed him on the cheek, "That speech just boosted your popularity about fifty percent." She whispered, kissing his cheek once more before many other congratulated him. He was buried deep in a multitude of people thanking him. It took a solid thirty minutes before things died down once again. George Weasley now stood at the podium.

"Hello everyone, I won't make my speech nearly as long as Harry's, wouldn't want to put you to sleep again," Chuckles sounded in the audience. "I fully agree with everything Harry said so let's start with that. My twin and I have been called the greatest pranksters since that of Sirius Black and James Potter and I'm honored with that title. But now that my twin, Fred, is gone I feel like I'm incomplete which I truly am. But that doesn't mean that I'm still not a full person! So I, George Weasley, solemnly swear to fulfill my twins and I dreams of being pranking legends. I'm doing this because I know he wants me too and yesterday I realized that Lord-bloody-Voldemort is DEAD!!! We should all be celebrating!" At this announcement hundreds of fireworks exploded in the distance.

Everyone exploded into laughter that echoed throughout the valley. In the distance Harry heard the light trace of thunder rumbling and shot Ginny a glance which set off another fit of laughter between the two. From then on out the memorial became a party thanks to George and the Weasley brothers. Though there were a few frowns among the crowd everyone seemed the least bit upset.

"Ginny!" Behind him Harry to see Luna Lovegood running towards Ginny. The girls hugged tightly and began whispering and shooting Harry glances. Harry walked over to them and gave Luna a hug too. "How have you been, Harry?" Luna asked.

"Excellent, and yourself?"

"Great, the Hornpuffles are very abundant this year. And that was a very good speech you gave before." She winked at him and strutted away.

Over the course of the night Harry noticed how very few friends Ginny actually had, everyone they encountered seemed to be Harry's friend and know faintly of Ginny Weasley. At ten they were able to escape back to the burrow where they saw a tired looking Bill with a very agitated Fleur. "Good night to you both, we're going back home and we just wanted to make sure someone got home before we left." They left rather fastly.

Ginny shrugged at Harry and pulled him down on the couch next to her. "I've been thinking, Gin, I'm going to buy a home this summer."

"Harry, you don't even have a job!" Ginny exclaimed.

"You know that I have enough money to support both of us plus seven kids for two lifetimes, Gin, so buying a house won't be a problem."

"Ok, then I get to help choose it because I'll be moving in eventually." Harry smiled at her felt himself get warmed at the thought of Ginny one day being his wife and a mother to his children. He agreed before snogging her like crazy.

A month went by and Harry had indeed found a lovely house that both he and Ginny loved and was in the process of having it furnished just to her liking. They spent at least four hours a day there preparing it for living, one day when they were tired from working all day because they had agreed to do most of it by hand. Harry suggested they go somewhere.

"Where?" Ginny asked.

"Well it depends where you want to go." Harry said, magically storing away the building supplies into neat piles.

"Where is your apparation limits?"

"As far as your imagination can reach," Harry led her outside to the back yard.

"The beach?" Harry kissed her hard and apparated to the closest beach. It was empty with white sand and clear blue water. Cliffs surrounded them keeping them wandering eyes' view and also the harsher winds outside of them. Ginny quickly kicked off her shoes and walked ankle deep into the water. She loved the way the sun glinted off the water making it seem like diamonds covered the surface. She spread her arms and let her hair catch the ocean breeze, the air smelt of salt and sand. "This is incredible, Harry, it's so stunning here. Take your shoes off and come here and feel this water, it's the perfect temperature."

Harry did as told and stood silently next to Ginny, admiring her and how she looked on the beach. Ginny smiled at him and bent down and threw water at Harry, he was surprised at her at first then understood the game and tried scooping water onto her. Ginny was too fast for that and had darted off down the beach before he got her. Harry started to chase after her but she was too fast for him and soon began to run circles around him. Harry chased her into a corner where she tried to side-step him, but his arms wrapped around her waist too soon. They fell to the sand laughing and out of breath.

Ginny rolled over on top of Harry's chest and kissed him once then laid back into him and watched the clear sky. Harry pulled out his wand and murmured, "Accio C.D. player." Ginny smiled at him, lately they had been listening to muggle music and Ginny had grown to love it deeply. Harry heard 'Come on get higher' come on and started to sing with.

"If I could walk on water,

If I could tell you what's next

Make you believe

Make you forget

So come on get higher, loosen my lips

Faith and desire in the swing of your hips

Just pull me down hard And drown me in love

So come on get higher, loosen my lips

Faith and desire in the swing of your hips"

Ginny loved the sound of Harry singing and pulled him up to dance. The song changed to 'The last dance' by Frank Sinatra. They swayed to the gentle music, not having to think where to step of what to do. Their bodies just knew how to move to the beat and they found it relaxing. They danced to numerous songs holding tight to each other until Ginny's attention span faltered. She stopped and unbuttoned Harry's shirt, then pulled her own over her head, revealing her bra to him.

"Gin, you promised," Harry started but Ginny cut him off.

"I'm not breaking my promise, I just want to go for a swim but don't want our clothes to get wet. And besides it's more fun to undress you than to watch you do it yourself." Ginny winked and unbuttoned his jeans, then slid them off his waist.

"My turn," Harry said, nibbling at her ear. He ran his hands down her stomach and unzipped her shorts, they were extremely short shorts and Harry had the pleasure of insuring that they were pulled down all they way before shooting off towards the water and diving in. Ginny ran in after him, they swam until the sun started to set in the horizon, turning the ocean a pretty pink.

"We'd better get back so we don't miss dinner." Harry said but Ginny shook her head.

"I don't want to go home, I'm having fun." Ginny crawled onto the wet sand, lying down to dry off. "When I'm completely dry, we leave." The decision was final and Harry succumbed to it, he wanted to stay also.

"I love you, Gin." Harry sighed, pulling her onto his chest.

"Say it again, I like hearing it. It makes me feel unbreakable to hear that the invincible Harry Potter loves me. Like nothing could ever go wrong."

"I love you," Harry was happy to make her feel protected in his arms because that's how it was, she wasn't ever going to be hurt because of him.

"I love you too, Harry." Ginny brought her lips to his as if it were their first kiss. She savored the soft feel of his lips, and the sweetness of him in general. No one could touch her when she kissed and no one ever would, she was Harry's girl forever and always. Behind her the seagulls made noises but they were just background music to the song that churned in her head. One that only played when her lips where Harry's and it was slow and filled with the sixteen years of longing she had for him. The sixteen years she waited to meet the boy of her dreams who now has become the man of her life. "I love you." She whispered one more time.

They had long missed dinner by the time they arrived home, Ginny and Harry tried to sneak upstairs but were caught by Ginny's awaiting parents. "Hello Harry, Ginny." Mr. Weasley acknowledged.

"Ginerva Molly Weasley!" Ginny's mother yelled. "Where have you been?"

"With Harry," Ginny started but Mr. Weasley held up a hand to stop the two before it got ugly.

"It's almost midnight and you were gone all day, Ginny. Number one you had your mother and I worried sick and secondly that's way too late to be out, period. It's unladylike and I won't take it any longer. As for you, Harry, I still trust you like my own son but I will draw the line when it comes to my only daughter. You will have her home everyday by six for dinner and will not be allowed to see after eight-thirty and then not until eight the next morning, understood?" Harry nodded. "As for you, Ginny, you're grounded until further notice. You will help your mother after every meal and be on gnome patrol. If you decide to ignore these rules I will not allow you to see Harry at all, so good night." Mr. Weasley stood to go to bed with a furious Mrs. Weasley in tow.

Even Ginny herself was mad about it all. They stopped at her door, Harry kissed her furrowed brow gently then moved down to her lips. "Good night my love," He said before vanishing up the stairs.

Ginny stayed grounded for the next two weeks but they constantly went out for lunch with Ron and Hermione. All was good and Harry moved into his new home which secluded their time even more but none the less they were happy. Nothing could stop them from enjoying their summer together. Harry received an owl from Professor Mcgonagall asking him if he was going to return and finish out his last year at Hogwarts. He owled her back accepting her offer without telling Ginny, he would surprise her later when the question came up. Ron and Hermione were also going to return to Hogwarts with them. Harry arranged to have the house looked after while he was gone and the garden cared for.

"I'm going to miss you while I'm at school." Ginny said one afternoon while they de-gnomed the garden.

"No you won't." Harry responded with ease.

"How can you say that?" Ginny looked him enraged.

"Because, I'm going with you," Ginny's eyes lit up and she kissed him lightly on the cheek. "I love you, Gin."

"I love you, too, Harry," She smiled and kept working while humming to some strange tune he'd never heard of.

A/N: First of all the credit for the song lyrics goes out to Matt Nathanson and Frank Sinatra. And secondly I know that no such thing as 'Hornpuffles' exist in any world but it's Luna so I had to make something up… Please comment I'd really appreciate it. I'll try to get the next chapter posted soon but as you know, life gets in the way but I do try. Thanks again and the characters and such belong to the amazing J.K Rowling!!!!!