The shrill laughter of Fleur Weasley filled the kitchen instantly. The rest of the house attempted to find what was funny. Harry smirked at his future wives pained expression.
"Excuse me," Ginny choked before sauntering out the room.
Harry dropped the sandwich he had made and followed her much to the family's notice.
"I wonder what is wrong." Hermione enquired when Harry was out of earshot.
Ron simply shrugged, picking up Harry's sandwich and began munching it himself.
Meanwhile, Ginny's heavy footsteps slammed on each step as she made her way through the door of her bedroom. Eyes filled with tears, she flung herself onto the bed.
Harry made it to the room moments later and was shocked at what he saw.
"Ginny, what's wrong sweetheart?" He asked, rubbing circles in her back.
"I need to get out of here!" She wailed into the cushion, no doubt drenching it with tears.
"Why's that? Is it Fleur? I thought you two were ok now?"
Ginny sat up shaking her head, he eyes following Harry as he crouched down next to the bed, reaching out to place his hand over hers.
"No, I still didn't particularly like her, it was just after the war- you know- I couldn't exactly hate after...everything."
Harry nodded his head, "Well I understand...I think...So I promised that we would find a house so we will."
"Now?"
"No time like the present." Harry held tighter to Ginny, pulling her to her feet.
He turned slightly on the spot and felt the horrible sensation of being forced through a tube.
They landed outside a church in a very small community.
"Harry, where are we?"
"Godric's Hollow," He murmured taking in his surroundings.
"No Harry, we can't." Ginny said, flustered at Harry's decision. She knew how much this place meant to Harry, but she also knew the bad memories that came with the area.
"Yes we can, in fact I already have."
Ginny whipped her head round to stare at Harry. "You have already bought a house?"
"Well...No, but I have booked a tour of one of them in thought that perhaps you would like it."
"Harry..." Ginny said indecisively. But she saw the look on Harry's face, "Oh fine."
"Well then my dear," He held out his arm for her, she thread her own through his laughing-"We must go."
Harry led a giggling Ginny through Godric's Hollow, until finally in they stood in front of a small but pleasant building.
Noticing the nervous twitch in his eye Ginny comforted Harry by soothingly drawing circles on his back.
"That was my parent's house." Harry pointed to the gap between the houses; it was directly opposite to the house Harry had arranged to visit.
"Oh Harry are you sure about this?"
"Of course Ginny, this house is perfect, besides I feel close to them now." Smiling, he dragged her inside.
Full of glee Harry led Ginny round the house; she gasped at all the right time, and squealed through most of the house.
When they were on the second level Ginny found herself imagining what their life would be like there.
She thought about what colours she would paint the walls, where she would place the furniture, what she would be able to see through the windows, and when the rooms would come into use.
"Oh Harry, there is an office you can use," She squealed again.
Chuckling, Harry pulled her away from the now open door and led her towards the biggest room on the top floor.
Pushing the door open he whispered, "This will be our room,"
Her jaw dropped at the room, it certainly was beautiful. The drapes were gold and scarlet, clinging desperately to the wall which was a soft cream. Every piece of furniture was a soft chestnut colour, and that included the four poster bed that sat in the middle.
"I can't believe this, it's perfect." She whispered, still examining everything in the room.
Harry walked back into the hallway followed by a reluctant Ginny.
Frowning she made her way to the last door, "one more room?"
He nodded, cringing when it creaked. "Oh my God." She spoke as she stepped across the threshold.
She turned around. "It's a nursery?" Her eyes were very wide when she made her way back over to Harry.
He nodded. "It was left from the old owners but I thought we should keeep it that way, you know for the future?"
Ginny stared at him for a long while. "Oh Harry! I didn't know you felt that Way! Do you really want kids?"
He nodded his head. "One day."
"Ok. One day," She promised.
Clasping her hand Harry leant over to kiss her cheek but instead whispered in her ear. "Let's go buy the house."
Grinning from ear to ear for the rest of the day Harry and Ginny bought that house in Godric's Hollow. They agreed to move in by the next week to free up their bedroom at the Burrow for guests expected for the wedding.
After everything was settled they made their way back, landing in the middle of the kitchen- once again.
Everyone that was usually there was still present, but included in their gathering were a few extra. Fleur, Bill, their daughter Victoire and Charlie were sat around the table, also sat with George was his girlfriend Angelina.
Ginny and Harry were surrounded before they could catch their breath.
"Is there no way that you two could perhaps apperate somewhere other than the kitchen for a change? I swear you'll be the death of me." Mrs Weasley sighed, slapping Harry with a dish cloth.
Harry chuckled and sitting down next to Hermione.
"Ginny are you all right? You tow were gone hours, all day in fact." Hermione asked frantically.
"Yes Hermione I'm fine, and Harry and I had some business to take care that's all."
"Well ok..."
"Anyway I'm glad your back," Mrs Weasley started- "Because I was just arranging a meeting for everyone about the wedding."
Ginny froze. "There's not a problem is there mum?"
"No not at all Ginny. It is just about where everyone is going to stay. Since we have the Dursleys sleeping here," Ron choked on his butter beer. Mrs Weasley seemed oblivious and continued- "and other guests too, we thought it would be appropriate to ask you all how we could use each of your rooms."
"How do you mean use all of our rooms?" Ron asked.
"Oh that's easy, she's kicking you out on the street and turning the rest of the house into a hotel." George called from the corner.
Mr Weasley glared at George.
"No George but you are not far off, each and every one of you will not be sleeping in the house in the weeks leading to the wedding. "
"WHAT!" The boys shrieked, the girls gave Mrs Weasley a knowing smile.
"No boys," Mrs Weasley soothed- "You'll find that we have sorted everything out perfectly."
"Harry I don't know why you seem distressed, since we're not actually going to be here." Ginny said.
"Oh right, I forgot." He blushed, leaning into Ginny's side, she stroked his hair.
"Yes Harry it was you who gave me the idea in the first place, since you will have moved out by then anyway." Mrs Weasley said.
Everyone turned to stare at the young couple. Ginny gave everyone a look that said: I'll explain later.
They turned their attention back to Mr and Mrs Weasley.
"But mum, where are we meant to go?" Ron wailed.
"Ron we are staying at my parents for a few weeks." Hermione answered before Mrs Weasley could open his mouth.
Ron grunted looking at the table.
"Yes thank you Hermione and George you will be staying with Angelina," They both nodded turning their attention to each other- "And Charlie you will be staying with Bill and Fleur," They all nodded.
"Yay Uncle Charlie" Victoire cried flinging her arms around his neck and nestling herself in his lap.
Everyone in the room was included in a chorus of "Aww's"
"Great now that all that's settled, we have also agreed where everyone will sleep here: Mr and Mrs Dursley will be sleeping in Ron and Hermione's room," Ron started to protest but was shot down by Hermione.
-"Dudley will be in Ginny and Harry's room,"
"I'm glad we won't be living here anymore."Harry whispered in Ginny's ear.
"Mrs Tonks and Teddy will be in Percy's room, Neville in Charlie's and finally his grandmother in Bill's old room."
Everyone breathed in relief when she was finished.
"Thanks everyone this sounds great!" Harry beamed.
"Only the best for you Harry!" George yelled, "And for my little sis too!"
Everyone started cheering and clapping, somewhere in the celebrations Fire whiskey was handed around, the couple only managed to find an escape into the garden after George had fallen down drunk and Fleur had started complaining that everyone was too loud with Victoire there."
"You know Harry I can't wait to marry you!" Ginny said, kissing his cheek softly.
"Me too!" He grinned, "That reminds me. Your father gave me these." He took the rings out of his pocket.
Ginny gasped, "These were my great grandmothers. I remember my dad locking them away when I was little. Oh wow Harry! He must like you."
Harry chuckled, "Only the best for you." He whispered.
"You are the best," She grinned.
"Try telling the Dursleys that."
"I will." She promised.
Ok I know the Dursleys are barely even mentioned in this chapter but I just wanted to put this in, I promise they will be in the next chapter!
To make sure no one is confused: The reason Charlie is here is because he came back from Romania for the wedding and was staying at the Burrow.
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