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Chapter VI

Fleur had become touchy about her situation at work, so she, Bill, Sophie, and Antoine were planning to leave the day after New Year's. "I've already missed at least twenty days of work in the past four months, and if I miss any more, I'll be fired for sure!" According to Bill, there was no getting around this, so their date of departure was set. By Fleur. Again.

The New Year's party had been quite fun. Firewhiskeys, gillywaters, and an assortment of other alcoholic beverages were served. Fred and George, of course, were the only ones who actually got drunk. The radio was turned on, and Celestina Warbeck's latest single was blaring throughout the entire house. Everyone was dancing, drinking, and overall, just having a wonderful time. Harry's arms eventually found Gabrielle's waist and her arms found his shoulders. They danced and laughed for the entire song, and although they hadn't announced it yet, any dunce could tell they were going out.

At the end of the song, the countdown began. Fred and George both ran over to the candles that were currently the only source of light in the first floor. The announcer on the radio began to count, starting from ten.

"Ten!" the room shouted at large, along with the radio. Harry and Gabrielle exchanged a brief grin, and Gabrielle buried her face in his shoulder, smothering her own giggles. Ron and Hermione were standing together, hand in hand.

"Nine!" Bill and Fleur gazed dreamily at one another, and Percy hugged his mother, looking the most comfortable he had looked in years.

"Eight!" Fred and George stood by the candles together, though they still looked rather bored. Charlie looked around, and then his eyes meet Tonks'. Harry grinned as he watched this, and he had to keep from chuckling when he saw both Charlie and Tonks blush furiously and hurriedly look away from one another.

"Seven...! Six...! Five...! Four...! Three...!"

Harry looked at Gabrielle. She turned around and returned his gaze, her bright blue eyes sparkling in the candlelight. For a moment, Harry was oddly reminded of Dumbledore's eyes.

"Two!" It seemed that Ron and Hermione were unable to wait any longer; they turned swiftly to one another and kissed sweetly, though it was short. They giggled like schoolchildren as they broke apart, and Molly smiled fondly at the two of them.

"One!" At this point, Fred and George had blown out the candles. As a massive cheer erupted from the small crowd, Harry pulled Gabrielle to him and kissed her passionately. The lights went back on a few moments later, though Harry and Gabrielle hadn't noticed. They still remained glued by the lips, their tongues becoming quite friendly with one another. It was only when they heard Fred and George wolf-whistling, and Bill and Charlie whooping that they actually broke apart. They looked around at everyone grinning at them, obviously in approval.

Harry turned back to Gabrielle, and he was reminded strongly of the time when he had first kissed Ginny after Gryffindor won the Quidditch Cup. Instantly, he shoved that memory out of his mind, and he kissed Gabrielle again, but swiftly this time. They smiled dreamily at one another, and they both knew that it was official; they were now a couple.

As they planned, Bill and his young family left the next day. Gabrielle had bluntly and flamboyantly refused to go back to Paris; she and Fleur had had a big row out in the kitchen, and Fred and George were spreading a rumor that Gabrielle had even threatened her older sister with the steak knife. Of course, this wasn't true, but it gave the residents of the Burrow something to talk about.

Gabrielle, despite the steak knife rumor, was not allowed to stay with the Weasleys; Fleur had apparently grown immune to her younger sister's persuasive nature in the past twenty years.

Thus, Harry was forced to say goodbye to her by the big carriage. They hugged very tightly, kissed very passionately, and gazed unblinkingly into one another's eyes for a long time. They acted like "lovesick teenagers", in Hermione's words.

Just as the carriage was ready to fly off, Gabrielle leaned out of its open window and briefly clasped her hand over Harry's. "You weel write to me every day, non?"

Harry fixed his eyes on hers, and he said fiercely, "I will, don't you worry, darling; we'll see each other again!"

Fleur's voice came from the inside of the carriage, shrieking in French at her little sister. It sounded menacing, whatever it was; Gabrielle yelled something back at her, and then she quickly leaned down and kissed Harry. "Au revoir, mon chérie! Parting eez such sweet sorrow!" Harry laughed as the carriage flew gracefully into the air, and the massive winged horses began to flap off into the distance. Like before, everyone watched until the carriage had gone, and then they all trudged back inside.

Ginny quickly caught up with Harry, despite her belly being quite large, and she smiled knowingly at him. "So...How are you and Gabby doing, then?"

Harry sighed. "You heard her; parting is such sweet sorrow! I think..." he looked carefully at Ginny, hoping that he wasn't about to say anything that might upset her; they had been married once, after all, and they were going to have a child together. "Gin, I think I might...You know..."

"...Be madly, wildly, and passionately in love with her?" Ron had entered and ruined the conversation the way orange juice ruins freshly brushed teeth. Ginny shot her brother an evil glare and he shrugged, saying, "That's what it looks like, anyway..."

Hermione soon came as well, "Once again, Ronald, you have the sensitivity of a blunt axe; I believe Sir Nicholas was right about you..."

Ron looked shocked. "You're my wife!" he squawked. "You're not supposed to say things like that!"

Hermione's light amber eyes narrowed dangerously. "Oh, and because I'm now your wife means that I have no say in our affairs at all?"

"It means you can't insult me!" Ron snapped.

"Listen to you! You sound like a fifteen-year-old!"

"Well, you're always nagging about everything I say!"

"Oh, that's rich coming from you...!"

It went on like that all the way back to the Burrow. Occasionally Harry and Ginny would look at each other and sigh exasperatedly. Ginny whispered to him, "Maybe they'll end up getting a divorce before they've even been married a year!" Harry smiled as he climbed up the doorstep to the entrance.

"And then they'll get re-married about five times..." Harry replied quietly. Ginny giggled, and the two of them turned around to see if the bickering couple was going to follow them inside; but it seemed that Hermione was in a steaming rage.

"YOU BRAINLESS, IMMATURE, SHOVENIST –"

Ron suddenly seized her by the shoulders and kissed her very fiercely, by his standards. Harry and Ginny grinned at one another, and then left Ron and Hermione to make out on the porch.

Once they were inside, Harry asked, "So, how are things between you and Colin? You never talk about him, and you didn't invite him for Christmas or anything..." he looked a little tentative. "Have you...Err...Broken up with him, then?"

Ginny laughed grimly. "It's funny you should bring him up...You see, Harry, I actually have to talk to you about him..."

Harry had a sinking feeling that whatever Ginny was going to tell him would not be good news. "He's, er...Not as happy about...Well...The baby," she finally finished.

Too bad for him, was Harry's first thought, and he said coldly, "Well? Did you set him straight and tell him it wasn't your choice?"

Ginny looked away quickly and she replied in a quiet voice, "Actually...I broke up with him...If he can't handle a child that isn't his, then he's not for me."

Instantly Harry felt guilty. Dammit! Why'd I have to get her pregnant? He groaned inwardly, and he said finally, "I'm – I'm sorry, Gin...I didn't mean to –"

Ginny looked up and smiled grimly at him. "Don't be sorry," she replied, "I really didn't need him anyway; after all, he was probably only going out with me because we were together,"

Harry shuddered. Creepy. "Err...Is there anything I can do...You know...To make things better?"

Ginny shook her head. "No; it's perfectly fine, I've been single before, Harry!" she grinned roguishly at him. "Knowing me, this will be quite fun!"

A/N: There wasn't too much happening in this chapter; any backup?