Molly Weasley looked out the kitchen window at her youngest kids and their guest. Ron and Pansy were just floating around on brooms, talking. Harry and Ginny were cuddled together, giggling and laughing over a magazine, leaning against a tree.

That little relationship worried her just a tad. Harry was like a son to her, she had the utmost confidence with her only daughter and would kill for the boy. It was her Ginny that needed to be watched. Molly knew that her daughter was very strong and independent and stubborn, just like yours truly. No, Harry was the tame one in that relationship, which made a small smile appear in her face for a few seconds; Arthur and herself had a similar relationship most of the time. Being a woman with a big family and limited income had that affect on a woman, having to make things appear when money wasn't enough, but mostly having to manage five very boisterous boys and a girl that thought she was the only girl in the world that had the disaster of being the single girl so she developed a thick skin, having learned the hard way to hold her own against the playful attacks of the boys.

As the relationship with Harry progressed, Molly noticed an inner calm that wasn't there before, a certain glow and a grace that was brought out only by Harry. Harry on the other hand had become happier, a bounce in his step and a true smile hidden just beneath his lips. Now when he smiled, the mirth reached his gorgeous eyes. The angst was still there, but it was not over consuming. Before, he had been extremely shy, never asking for anything, eating as little as possible, trying not to be a bother. Now, he ran around the house crazily, opening the icebox and grabbing at the food as if it would disappear, just like her other boys.

The best though was when Ron brought Harry with him right when school ended for the summer. The boy had grown a few inches over the year, now towering over her by a few inches, not as tall as Ron, but still towering over her. He let go of Ginny's hand and enveloped her in a bear hug, simply saying "Missed you mum" had sent her into hysterical sobbing. She had grabbed the boy, noticing that she was cutting off his air supply. Ron and Arthur had to pry her off him. Now, that had become a habit, he would just walk up and wrap his arms her and give her a kiss on the forehead or check, making her heart bigger and a warm glow come to her face.

Yes, Harry had stolen her heart as a little boy, now he had buried himself in it and not even death would take him out.

Ron was occasionally sneaking peaks at Harry and Ginny, making sure things were being kept PG. Pansy had wanted to go flying, and course he couldn't deny her such a simple request, I mean, who can when she batted her eyes like that and gave him such a cute smile.

"So, what's on the plan tomorrow?" Pansy asked, in that cute little voice that made his heart skip a few beats.

"Whatever you want. He could play a bit of Quidditch or something." Ron replied, desperately trying to keep his eyes on her face.

Pansy smiled to herself. Ginny and herself had spent around half an hour this morning picking out what to wear when she woke up this morning. It was a rushing feeling to know a man such as Ron was admiring her 'assets' that were being so well displayed for his convenience.

Harry and Ginny had managed to sneak a few kisses hear and there when Ron was distracted by Pansy. Pretending to read a magazine was actually helping, hiding their faces partially behind it.

Harry had finally realized his love for Ginny. In his heart, he was thankful for his wretched temper. Without it, he wouldn't have noticed the stunning woman that he had now. When he had first met his girlfriend, she was just Ron's baby sister, almost invisible because of her shyness around him. As the years progressed, they had developed a nice friendship. Then his obsession with Cho had come up and that had been when no one else had really garnered his attention.

After that ended, Harry noticed that Ginny had grown up. She had become beautiful to him but now she was dating. He bitterly remembered trying to keep his temper down every time she had a new guy. When they had finally gotten together, Harry knew this was it. He would marry this woman and they would be a family. This thought had been in his mind since the start of summer holiday.

Ginny loved him for him. Not the Hero or for the money, but for himself and his personality. She was his sole focal point, where he could draw his happiness and hope for the future. He knew that Ginny would be there beside him, always with the tender look of love in her eyes and a ready smile to ease his troubles.

"Dinners ready!" Molly yelled out the window. The boys looked at each other with a smile, both of them getting to their feet and running like lunatics towards the back door of Black Manor. Molly just smiled as the boys, red faced and panting sat at the table and grabbing at the food in serving bowls as if the food were to disappear at any second.

Yes, life was very good right now, Molly thought, not knowing the changes that would occur in all their lives in the upcoming weeks.

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