Sorry this took so long to write. I had school and volleyball and was super busy. I planned on writing a few chapters during Christmas break, but it just didn't turn out. So this will be the last chapter until after the holidays because I will be vacationing. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year's, y'all!
Chapter 4: At Grimmauld Place
Disclaimer: All JKR'S…
When they woke up the next morning, it was to the smell of bacon and eggs. Apparently Kreacher was hard at work cooking breakfast for the newly engaged couple. When Harry came into Ginny's room, he brought news that the Hogwarts' term began in two weeks, which was something she had forgotten.
"Oh no! I don't have any lesson plans at all! What am I going to tech those kids?" she cried.
"I know. That's why I brought Hermione over her to help you. She's downstairs." Harry said with a smile. Ginny jumped out of bed and flew out of the room, nearly running into Hermione, who had come upstairs to greet her.
"Oh! Well, hello Ginny! Ready to start planning those lessons?" Hermione greeted her cheerfully. She turned and headed back to the kitchen, where Kreacher was indeed waiting with breakfast. She sat next to Hermione and began organizing her lessons.
When Harry returned from work eight hours later, the two girls had lessons planned from the start of the term until the Easter holidays.
"Hello darling." Harry greeted Ginny with a quick kiss before giving Hermione a hug. "I spoke with your dad today at the Ministry."
"Oh yeah? What did he have to say?" Ginny inquired.
"He informed that after speaking with Molly, they would really love it if the wedding was over the Easter holiday." Harry began.
"WHAT? But that's on-" Ginny spluttered.
"Yes, it's seems like a short amount of time given the fact that it's a wedding, but your mom says that with you, Hermione, Fleur, Luna and herself planning the major parts of the wedding, it shouldn't be too hard. She also would like to have it at the Burrow."
"Fine. We'll get married over Easter. But we've discussed this. I really don't want to get married at the Burrow. I want to get married at-" Ginny started.
"Hogwarts, I know. I do, too. So I told him that we would do Easter if it could be at Hogwarts. He agreed, but grudgingly. "
"So we're getting married at Hogwarts?"
"Yes."
"Yes."
"For sure?"
"Ginny! Yes! We are having our wedding at Hogwarts." Harry said exasperated.
"Alright then."
"Um...sorry to interrupt, but I really have to go…" Hermione stated cautiously.
"Oh. Er-right. Thanks for all of the help. I'll see you over the Christmas holidays." Ginny responded, giving her best friend a hug goodbye. Hermione then stepped into the fireplace and flooed away.
"Did you get a lot of work done?" Harry asked.
"From now until Easter." Ginny responded happily. "And how was work? Any trouble with wanna-be Death Eater's like last week?" The previous week Harry had been gone until midnight every night due to Voldemort's old followers, who had taken to stirring up trouble in Diagon Alley.
"No, but guess who I ran into," Harry said mysteriously.
"Who?"
"Malfoy."
"Draco Malfoy!" Ginny was shocked. Draco had not made much of an appearance in the wizarding world since his father was sent to Azkaban for life.
Harry nodded. "The very same. With a heavily pregnant wife, might I add."
"Who? Please tell me it was not the pug Pansy Parkinson!"
"Nope, I didn't recognize her. But when I greeted Malfoy, he did introduce her. Turns out, she's a muggle."
"What? Draco Malfoy married a muggle? None of that makes any sense! He used to bully those who were half-blood, let alone muggle-borns!" Ginny said, shocked by this new piece of gossip.
"The war changed a lot of people, Ginny," Harry said softly. "At least for Malfoy, it was for the better."
"I know, I know. Everything still feels different. I hoped that maybe after three years, things would have gone back to normal. But I feel like everywhere I go, there is something that reminds me of the war." Ginny said with tears in her eyes. "People that I used to be really good friends with seem to have become distant."
"Some people lost a lot during the battle. Friends, family, homes. We did, too." Harry vacated his seat and walked over to where Ginny sat on the couch, and hugged her. "Everyone deals with looses differently."
The couple was silent for a minute or two before Kreacher came in and croaked to them that dinner was served. Their special tonight: French Onion soup with treacle tart for dessert. Once they began eating though, all thoughts of their emotional talk were forgotten, and instead they were laughing and talking like any regular couple would be.
***Definitely not my favorite chapter here. It's uneventful and I don't like it. I also had writers block and was just stuck writing a non-plot developing chapter. I have also come to terms with the fact that this story just isn't working out the way I had hoped, mainly because this is my first fanfic and I was just writing for something to do, so didn't have much of a thought as to how the whole thing would evolve. Therefore, I have decided that this particular story will probably come to a close once they get married, instead of at "Nineteen Years Later," like I had originally planned. However, if something comes up and I decide to keep going with this one, I'm sure I can think of some way to push their wedding off onto a later date.
Finally, thanks for reading this and for reviewing. They make me happy!