Chapter 4: Dream, Fulfilled!

Author's Note:

Wow. This one took FOREVER to finish! I seriously had like 4 different, half-finished, chapter 4's before this one seemed right! Thanks for the reviews and people adding the story to their alerts! It really helped encourage me to finish the chapter, even though I did get a couple bad reviews (Oh well, cant please everyone, can you?) Enjoy, I had a tough time writing this one, my creativity just wasn't flowing well the past few weeks! PLEASE REVIEW!(:

Disclaimer: I forgot this one in the other chapters, buuuut, all the same, I DO NOT own Harry Potter, just making it known to any readers that thought i did!

Harry, Ginny, Getting Married?

By Rita Skeeter

Well it looks like everyone's favorite couple is ready to take the big leap in their relationship! Ginevra 'Ginny' Weasley, 21, the captain of the Holyhead Harpies and long time girlfriend of Harry Potter, 23, was spotted sporting a diamond engagement ring at the Harpies' latest match against Chudley Cannons. Sources close to the couple say that they became engaged on the 31st of July, Harry's 23rd birthday, and that they are very excited about their upcoming nuptials.

Leaving the rest of the wizarding community wondering, when is the wedding? Who will be invited? What will Ginny's dress look like? One thing that is for sure is that this will be the wedding of the century!

Ginny thought she would humor herself and read the story while she was sitting at the kitchen table drinking her morning tea, it made her laugh that people were this interested in their lives. When Harry joined her at the table, she tossed the paper at him, letting him look at the headline in the gossip section.

"Well it looks like the cat is out of the bag." She said between sips of tea.

"I guess so, we couldn't expect to keep it a secret forever, and I mean it's not every day the savior of the wizarding world gets married." Harry teased

" That was years and years ago! It's more like, it's not every day England's star quidditch player gets married" Ginny retaliated

"Ok you just keep telling yourself that!" he said while he poured himself a bowl of cereal. "What's on the agenda for this weekend" he asked as he sat down to eat his cereal.

"Well since we have this Monday off—"

"Wait why do we have this Monday off?" interrupted Harry

"You ask this every year. Do you really need me to say it?"

"Oh that's right! It's National Harry Potter Day!" said Harry, "I completely forgot!"

"Bullshit you did, Harry!" said Ginny as she threw her toast at him, in a playful way, "You're such a narcissist. Anyway since we have this Monday off, I figured we could get away for a while…"

"Oh really?" Harry raised an eyebrow, "And just what did you have in mind?"

"Maybe a beach weekend? Brighton Beach." Ginny suggested

"Hell. If we're doing a beach weekend, why not go somewhere outside of England?" Harry countered.

"Where?"

"French Riviera?"

"REALLY? Oh my god! That would be lovely! But we would need apparation passports." Ginny said excitedly.

"Well I know yours it still good. Mines expired but I call in a favor from some folks at the ministry. I mean, who would refuse me? I'm Harry freaking Potter" Harry said playfully

"Yes. You never let me forget that you are Harry Potter." Ginny said, rather flatly

"You don't let me forget who I am either. What, with all your screaming in bed. Hhhharryyyyy, OHHHHHHHHHH Haaarrry Potterrrr!" Harry responded, the last part rather sexually.

Ginny looked up from her tea, "I hate you. And I do not sound like that."

"No, you love me, don't deny it. And yes that is exactly how you sound." Harry said with a smirk on his face.

"Shut up. You know you like it." Ginny said as she placed her empty tea cup in the sink.

"Never said I didn't." Harry whispered in her ear as he smacked her butt.

"Hey!" Ginny yelled, "No getting handsy, Mr. Potter"

"What? I'm not allowed to touch my fiancé?" Harry said defensively

"Fiance? What?" Ginny said confused, "Didn't I tell you my other boyfriend proposed to me?"

"Hahaha, Ginny, very funny." Harry said in a flat voice. "So where are you going on this lovely Friday?"

"Me and Hermione are doing lunch in London today."

"What's the occasion?"

"Nothing, really. Just two women getting lunch. Why?"

"Oh just curious. I didn't know if you were going to start the wedding planning."

"Wedding planning!" Ginny scoffed, "Oh honey I've had this wedding planned since I was 6 years old."

"Really? Don't I get a say at all?" Harry questioned

"I didn't realize you cared all that much. I guess if you wanted to choose the food…"

"What are the choices?"

"Uhhh, salmon, steak, or lobster."

"Geez! And who is paying for this?"

"My rich fiancé, of course." Ginny said cheekily

"Well I wish I had as much money as this lucky guy!"

"Yes, well he is quite great." Ginny responded as she stood up on the tips of her toes and kissed her fiancé.

"I'm glad you think so."

"Well, now I have to go get ready, lots to do today. Shouldn't you be going, Harry? It's almost nine." Said Ginny

"Oh Lord! Is that the time? Williams will have my head if I'm late into the office again!" Harry said as he grabbed his coat, "Have a nice day, Gin!" and with that he flooed to the ministry.

Alone in the house for the next couple hours, Ginny started contemplating the upcoming weekend. It was going to be so great. It had been forever since she and Harry had taken a holiday alone together. As she thought about it, she realized she and Harry had never taken a holiday alone, both had such busy schedules, overlapping vacation time was hard to come by. Sure, they had taken some day trips around the country, but always with the family and never for more than a half a day.

"I need new clothes!" Ginny exclaimed suddenly to an empty house, if this weekend was going to be perfect, she was going to need to look perfect. She didn't want to go alone, but Hermione was at work and Luna was a bit out there for Ginny. Who was there to invite? She wondered if she should invite one of the girls from the team, but then she thought it would be weird for them to hang out with her since she was their captain and technically their boss.

I could take mum with me, she thought, How sad is that? I'm a young woman who doesn't have any friends to go shopping with so I take my mum. Better than going alone… I guess.

So it was decided, she would floo her mum and hopefully she would be able to come with her to muggle London. About an hour later she flooed into the familiar sitting room of her childhood home.

"Mum!" Ginny called out to the empty house

"Ginny? Is that you, dear?" Ginny hear her mum ask from the garden

"Yah, it's me," she responded as she stepped onto the back porch, she found her mother picking flowers, her hands covered in dirt.

"Hello, deary!" her mother exclaimed as she dusted the dirt off her hands and gave Ginny a hug, "To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?"

"Oh, I was just about to go out shopping, and I figured you would want to come with me."

"That would be wonderful! What are you shopping for?"

"Harry and I going away for the weekend, we're going to the French Riviera until Monday and I wanted to get some new beach clothes."

"Can't you two wait until the honeymoon to go on vacation?" Molly joked, "That reminds me I found something in the attic you might want to take a look at the other day."

"What is it?" Ginny asked, she was pretty sure she cleaned out everything of personal value the day she moved out.

"Oh you'll see."

As they walked back into the house, she saw it, sitting in plain sight on the coffee table. She wasn't sure how she missed the first time. It was a huge, brightly colored book with paper sticking all out the sides, all and all it was a pretty hard thing to miss.

"Oh gosh! Where did you find this?" Ginny asked, blushing red almost instantly.

"I found it while I was looking in the attic for one of Grandmum Weasley's old recipes books and there it was, just sitting on top of some old boxes." She said as she watched her grown child blush like an 11 year old again, "Well, I'll just let you take a look at that while I go and freshen up."

With that Molly left Ginny alone to look at one of the last remaining mementos from her childhood. Ginny couldn't believe her eyes, she was positive she threw this away in a fit of anger during her fourth year when she heard that Harry and Cho Chang were dating. But here it was, almost 7 years later. A scrapbook with the title HJP and GMW Wedding Album. She flipped through the colorful pages with her and Harry's faces pasted on all the magazine photos. She couldn't believe she had time to complete this book as a kid! She vaguely remembered spending a few hours every weekend on it when she was about 8. She wasn't kidding when she told Harry she had, had this wedding planned since she was a child! All the photographs were so out dated, she couldn't believe she thought some of the dresses and flowers looked stylish. Overall it was very 1988!

As she flipped through the book, she couldn't help but think about how lucky she was. All of her childhood she fantasized about being with Harry, and here that fantasy was coming true, after all that time spent wishing Harry would notice her, during one of the many summers he spent at The Burrow growing up. Just as she started to tear up, her mother descended the stairs into the living room.

"Oh, honey, what's wrong?" she asked, as she ran over to give her only daughter a hug.

"Nothing, really, I'm just being nostalgic. I just can't believe I'm actually getting married! It just seemed like a silly fantasy at the time, but now it's actually happening!" Ginny said, while wiping the tears from her eyes.

"Oh I know, sweetheart! It really is a dream come true!" Molly exclaimed, "And if anyone deserves it, you do."

"I know," Ginny said, wiping the last of her tears, "It is pretty exciting, isn't it?" she said, instantly perking up.

"Of course it's exciting!" Mrs. Weasley said, "I just can't believe my baby, my only baby girl is getting married!" Now tears were starting to form in the older witch's eyes.

"Oh mum!" Ginny sighed, "Don't you start crying too! We'll never leave the house if we both start crying!"

"Yes, yes, you are right!" she said as she stood up from the couch, "Well, let us get to shopping!"