I do know that Fleur's family comes earlier but I postponed it for the story ;)
And I'm making the wedding a bit later too.
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Promises
As I slowly woke up, I heard other people whispering.
"Oh Ron! Be quiet! He's going to wake up at this rate! Right, Ginny, you know what to do?"
"Of course! Now go!"
"Right, come on Ronald."
"Alright, already! I'm coming. You really think it's okay-"
"Yes Ron! For the last time! He deserves this and you know it!"
"Yeah…Alright."
Then I heard a door open and shut and much scuffling of feet. I tried my best to look like I was asleep and not smile in anticipation as I felt Ginny lean gently and quietly on my bed.
I felt a warm pair of lips meet mine, as she kissed me softly.
"Good Morning." I whispered happily,
"Happy Birthday, Harry." She whispered in my ear, sending chills up my spine.
I finally opened my eyes to see her glowing smile, which faded after a while, as she leaned hesitantly back down to kiss me again. I let my hands drift down to her back and her hair as she started kissing my neck. I brought her mouth back up to mine as she moaned slightly, pulling me onto her as we rolled over. She started pulling at my pyjama top as I brought my hand off of her back and around the back of her thigh as high as I dared go. Her hands once again finding their way up my shirt.
Then we both heard a quiet knock at the door,
"Ginny? Can we come in yet?" Hermione whispered.
I quickly moved my hand off her leg and sat up, pulling my top back down.
"Where do you think you're going?" she demanded, forcefully pulling me back for another of her kisses.
"Ginny!" I laughed, "Do we really have to go through this every time?"
"Of course not…so stop resisting."
She changed tactics, pulling me onto the bed and straddling me across the chest, pinning my hands above my head.
"There, that's better." She commented.
"Ginny?" She whispering came louder until we heard the door creak open.
"Ginny!" I protested, writhing under her, realising that I might hurt her if I threw her off "You need to get off now-"
"Ginerva Weasley! What are you doing to Harry?"
Somehow not at all embarrassed to be sat on a guy's chest with his hands pinned above him and her brother and friend watching, she merely sighed, "Hermione you're getting as bad as Ron."
"HEY!" He exclaimed, bursting into the room. "Harry? What're you doing?"
"What am I doing?!" I argued, "ME?!"
I decided my face had gotten red enough, so I yanked my wrists away from her grasp and pushed her off me lightly, slightly annoyed that she had a huge smile on her face…but I couldn't stay mad for long.
"Well…Happy Birthday, mate." Ron mumbled awkwardly.
"Yeah, Happy Birthday." Hermione said giving me a warm hug, "Now come downstairs! Everyone's waiting for you. And Ginny…stop jumping Harry." She added knowingly.
She smiled coyly, "Not a chance."
So she reached back, grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the room, leaving me only just enough time to grab my glasses.
"Slow down!" I pleaded, nearly falling down the stairs, but she only sped up. I quickly pulled her to a halt.
"Ginny, remember that no one can know we're together…If someone other than Ron and Hermione had of seen what just happened-"
"I'll be more careful!" She promised, before pulling me down the last few steps.
As soon as we reached the kitchen, I pulled into a bone-crushing hug, as a huge "Happy Birthday" was chorused.
We then all sat down and ate breakfast, which turned out to be some eggs and bacon in the shape of a smiley face. Mrs. Weasley told me to go get ready, and that the party started at lunch.
I had a quick shower and got dressed, putting on a pair of jeans and a blue shirt. Ron then gave me his present.
"A book?" I asked curiously, "Maybe Hermione's starting to rub off on you."
Turning bright red at my mischievously placed statement, he quickly mumbled, "No…It's Twelve Fail-Safe Ways to Charm Witches. Explains everything you need to know about girls. If I'd of had this last year, I would of known how to get rid of Lavender and how to get closer to…Well whatever. Do you like it?"
"It's great Ron…Though I don't think I need to do any charming because I've already found the girl for me and she's not letting me forget it."
"Oh, well I know that. But it's not just about getting and dumping girls, that's only the first part. It's the going-out bit too."
"Oh right. Well thanks." I smiled, "Have you actually put this into practice?"
Ron's ears turned bright red, "maybe once…"
"Did it work?"
A small smile spread on his face, "…Yeah…"
I flicked casually through until one title caught my attention: True Love and Soul Bonding
Soul Bonding is a rare and magical phenomenon between two people, whose love is entirely devoted to the other, and are destined to be together. A connection forms -normally without the notice of the couple-, in which this everlasting bond is formed. Onlookers say that a golden glow can be seen from either emotional or physical contact. Soul bonding means that the two people are connected mind, body and soul.
Mind: The two couples can feel each others' emotions, and –over time- hear each other's thoughts. Usually the couple can "share pain", through their mind link in their physical forms. Although if one or both persons involved have the will power and a strong mind, this can be blocked.
Body: Sex drives increase and the experience –among with mere contact or closeness with the person- is heightened. It is usually difficult to resist, unless the will power of one or both persons involved is high.
Soul: The couple are destined to be together as their fates are entwined. They are soul souls are also one of balance and harmony, that helps the relationship to avoid arguments and pitfalls of other marriages .
I wondered briefly what I'd feel if Ginny and I had Soul Bonded. Happy I guess, relieved that I could watch over her from a distance and check that she's okay. Fantastic, that I could take her pain on myself, so she never hast to be in pain again. Though sad, that we could never be together forever, and to lead Ginny to think I had any future would be cruel and unforgivable.
"Come on then, I'm starving and everyone'll be arriving in a while." Announced Ron
Although my appetite was gone, I followed him back down towards the kitchen, though on the way we both jumped as Ginny opened the door to her room as we passed.
"Harry, will you come in here for a moment?"
Ron gave me a slight warning look, even though he had a smile on his face, and continued back downstairs.
Feeling slightly nervous, I went in her room.
Without looking at me, she closed the door behind me and turned the lock.
"Ginny…" I said in my usual warning voice.
She ignored this, and moved closer to me as my heart raced.
"Happy seventeenth." She said after a deep breath
"Yeah…Thanks." I mumbled pitifully, seeing nothing but her chocolate brown eyes as an overwhelming urge to kiss her surfaced.
"I couldn't think what to get you-"
"You didn't have to get me anything."
She ignored this too, and stepped forward slightly, a small smile playing at her lips.
"I realised I wanted you to be happy…But you won't let yourself be…"
My insides knotted, half of my mind screaming at me to kiss her, the other half to stop before someone else finds out about us and it puts her in more danger.
"So I want to ask you something…A promise…Before I give you my present…I want you to promise me that you'll let yourself be happy, maybe only for one week, maybe only for one day, maybe only for this moment. But for once in your life, Harry, without worrying, without caution, without fear of something happening or getting caught…let yourself be happy."
"Ginny…" I moaned, "I don't know if I should…Or if I even could not worry-"
"Hermione made sure my room is secure." She added drawing closer still, "Silencing charms…security locks…"
"She did that?!"
"There's nothing to worry about…"
"Ginny-"
"Please?"
Then something inside me surfaced like I'd never felt before and we were kissing like in blissful oblivion. Better than Firewhisky, more exhilarating than Quiddtich. She was the only real thing in the world, Ginny, the feel of her, one hand at her back as she drove me against the wall, forcing her mouth onto mine with so much passion it hurt. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist, as I spun her around and pressed her against the wall. Her fingers gripped my hair tightly before digging her nails into my shoulders as I trailed my teeth down her neck. Then she couldn't take any more as she let out a small moan and tightened her legs, bringing my mouth back up to her waiting lips. Something like a growl surfaced in the back of my throat and it only encouraged her. We soon found ourselves on the bed, both of our t-shirts were on the floor as I ran my fingers up her back and she sucked softly at my neck. We rolled over so that she was on top of me, her small hands reaching for my belt-
And then we heard quiet vroooom sound. I turned just enough to see out her window. Sure enough a black dot in the sky was slowly growing larger.
I froze, even though Ginny didn't.
"Ginny…" I began, using that tone I always use.
"You promised." She warned back, throwing my belt to the floor.
I caught her wrists in my hands so that she'd look at me.
"Hagrid's almost here."
"So?"
"So he's gonna ask where I am when he gets here."
"Oh Harry!" She complained, "Don't you know what you're doing to me here?" She asked, and leaned down, kissing at my neck, "I want you so badly."
"I know, I want you too, but we can't let anyone else know, and this way people are bound to find out. We'll get caught."
"You promised." She repeated.
"Well…I did for a little while. Don't you think I'm going crazy just trying and stop myself each time?"
"If only the World were without Voldemort." She whispered,
"I don't think I'm going to be able to resist you for much longer…It's getting worse each time-"
"Or better." She grinned.
"I need some help here."
"Well you're not gonna get any from me."
By this time Hagrid's huge outline was only a minute or so away.
"We need to get dressed." I said, "Maybe if we made sure we aren't alone together, we'd be okay."
"And what if I don't want to be okay?"
"Don't say that. I'd do anything to stop Voldemort from hurting you. If this is it…So be it."
She finally climbed off me and picked up her shirt, as I did the same. I worked hastily doing up the buttons and belt.
"You're the only man who'd ever do that, you know? Who'd stop."
"I don't think so-"
"Well probably anyway." She smiled at me, our eyes meeting again and some unknown force seemed to drive us together, until we heard the sound of Hagrid's motorbike landing. Our lips hovered inches away.
I cleared my throat, "Let's go meet everyone."
"Harry, am I allowed to come with you on your mission?"
I stiffened, "I was going to say yes. But after that, I'm not sure. I'd never get anything done. And that's not good enough…Not for me…Not for the Wizarding World…And certainly not good enough for you." I gave her a quick smile, before unlocking the door and heading downstairs.
The day passed quickly. Along with the meeting from various friends, a variety or presents and an exciting visit from Scrimgeour, who bore Albus Wulfric Percival Brian Dumbledore's Will.
Eventually, they all retired back to the beds, with only a smile and a squeeze of the hand from Ginny. The way it should be. My mind wandered back to Soul Bonding, and the apparent "increased sex drive". I laughed to myself that that's what Ginny and I had.
It was only after a minute to midnight did Harry realise how his luck was going to change.
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(Ginny POV)
I awoke immediately to a sharp pain in my head, and for some reason I thought of Harry. I wasted no time running up the stairs to his room, as the second wave of pain hit me, longer and more painful this time… I stumbled up the rest of the stairs and burst into his room.
I saw him in an instant, his eyes finding mine from where he'd collapsed on the floor. Ron was crouched over him. I said his name as I rushed towards him and he tried to get up.
He lay on the floor, shuddering violently as another wave of pain washed through me. For the first time I felt this sort of blockage in my brain, I mentally bashed it because it was such an odd sensation. Suddenly pain flooded my head, along with a few thoughts that echoed around my mind, as if there was a link between our minds. It was thinking about me…my name, over and over again, as I felt him try to block up this weird mind link thing again and the pain went away completely.
Tears started pouring out my eyes in helplessness. Ron was shouting something but I wasn't paying attention to what.
I grabbed his hand and tried to tell him everything would be okay. He didn't seem to hear me through his pain.
His screams and his contorted face showed his agony.
Suddenly, he grew very still, and his whole body glowed golden, and then ebbed slowly away back to his normal colour, though he still lay quiet still.
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