Harry and Ginny returned to the Burrow. Ginny had never seen so many people there. There was no sign of Prince Draco, so with a sigh of relief and a kiss on Harry's cheek, Ginny disappeared up the stairs to greet her brothers and dress for the wedding.

Ministry elves were bustling around, preparing for the nuptials. Harry tried to stay out of their way, but it seemed as soon as he moved to avoid getting in the way of one's path, he was in the way of another. When the door opened and shut, Harry glanced over. His eyes met Prince Draco's glacier blue eyes.

Prince Draco made his way over to him. "Out of my way," he snarled to one of the elves. The house-elf bowed low, but Price Draco walked past him, ignoring the underling.

"Prince Harry. I wasn't expecting to see you here," smiled Draco, insincerely holding out his hand for Harry to shake.

"Please call me Harry," said Harry. Already the elves were whispering amongst themselves and looking at the two men. Harry noted that Draco didn't extend the same courtesy to him.

"Quite a bit different from our palaces, isn't it?" sneered Draco, looking around.

"It's homey and comfortable. I like it," said Harry.

"You girl, I need food and drink," ordered Draco, as a witch carrying a pretty dress hurried past.

The witch curtsied. "Yes, Sir, I just need to take this to Miss Ginny." She hurried up the stairs, nearly tripping up.

"Clumsy oaf," shrugged Draco. He turned his attention back to Harry. "Are you staying for the ceremony?"

Harry nodded. Draco sighed. "Good, we can endure it together. If that clumsy witch ever comes back down, please tell her to fill me a plate and bring me a pitcher of pumpkin juice. I shall eat and drink outside."

"I don't think there'll be time, the ceremony is starting soon," said Harry. "There will be plenty to eat afterwards."

Draco sighed. "Yes, I suppose you are right. I am going out for a walk. Will you join me?"

"No thanks, I need to talk to the Minister," said Harry, spotting Arthur coming down the stairs.

Draco nodded and left, and Harry went to Arthur's side. "How are you today, Sir?"

"Better now that I have seen my daughter. My sons are nearly ready. Oh, I wish Molly, God rest her soul, could be here today. It was her dearest wish to see her children happily married. She would be so happy today," sighed Arthur.

"Are you sure you're doing the right thing. When I left last night, well, things were...uncertain," said Harry. "Any sign of William?"

Arthur sighed regretfully. "William has eloped with Fleur Delacour, and is already in Paris."

Harry opened his eyes wide. "Oh dear. How did Audrey take the news?"

Arthur smiled. "Surprisingly well. Things have turned out much better than I thought. Please excuse me, Harry. I have been alerted that Prince Draco has arrived unexpectedly, and I must greet him." He patted Harry on his arm and headed outside, when Harry told him that was where he could find him.

"Harry."

Harry turned at the sound of his name, and looked up. His mouth fell open as he saw the most beautiful sight in the world. Ginny was half way down the stairs. She wore a beautiful pale blue dress, and her hair had been done in an ornate style, with tendrils kissing each cheek. The clumsy witch hovered nervously behind her.

"Prince Draco...have you seen him?" asked Ginny nervously, looking around.

"Yes, he's outside with your father," said Harry, unable to take his eyes off her.

Oh. They're probably discussing our betrothal," said Ginny. The clumsy witch behind Ginny let out a small moan, and to Harry's surprise, her hair changed colour. Ginny turned and comforted the witch.

"Now now, Nymph, it will be all right, I promise," she said. She turned back to Harry. "Harry, this is Nymphadora, my companion. Nymph, my friend Harry."

Nymphadora curtsied to Harry, who nodded and smiled to her. The two witches came downstairs, with Nymphadora hurrying to the kitchens, nearly tripping over a house elf as she passed him.

"She's interesting. A Metamorphagus, am I right?" asked Harry.

Ginny looked concerned. "Nymph is a wonderful person. Yes, she can change her appearance, but she is one of my best friends and confidants."

Harry held up his hands in surrender. "Hey, it's okay. I know some people are predjudice against people like her. I'm not. It's a gift she's been given, and if you say she's a good person, then I believe you."

Ginny lay her hand on his arm. "Thank you, Harry," she said softly. Their eyes met and held, saying so much with no words at all.

"Ginevra, my dear. It's so nice to make your aquaintance finally."

Ginny turned pale and curtsied. "Prince Draco. You honour us with your presence today. It bodes well for my brothers weddings, thank you."

Draco looked pleased with her welcome, and after giving her the once over, looked pleased with her. "May I escort you to your seat for the ceremony?" He held out his arm.

Ginny looked to her father, who nodded proudly. She spared a quick glance at Harry, then swallowed. She placed her arm in Draco's. "You are most kind." They left the house. Harry had to stop himself from following them.

Arthur looked pleased. "Well now, that went well. Nice chap, er Prince. So good of him to come for the ceremony, don't you think?"

Harry nodded politely, then watched as the Weasley brothers came down the stairs. He moved aside to let them have some personal time with their father. They gathered round him.

"Your mother, God rest her soul, would be so proud of you all you all be as happy as your mother and I were. I wish you and your brides happiness and good health for the rest of your days, "said Arthur, quite moved at the sight of his sons in their best robes.

"And lots of good loving for the rest of our nights," quipped Fred, nudging George. Percy frowned, while Ronald looked pale. Charles seemed to be in deep thought.

"Come my sons, it's time to go and await your lovely brides," said Arthur. "Still happy with your decisions?" His sons all nodded.

The ceremony for four of the brothers seemed to take forever. Harry had been only slightly surprised to find that there had been changes. Percy had married Audrey, Fred had married Angelina and George had married Katie. Hermione marrying Ronald had seemed the biggest surprise for Harry, until it was mentioned that Charlie's ceremony would be conducted in India, where it was perfectly acceptable for a wizard to marry two witches. Charles looked slightly embarrased at the cackling from his twin brothers, while Padma and Parvati looked completely happy with the situation. They hadn't wanted to be separated, and Charles seemed man enough to satisfy both witches.

Harry jealously noted that Draco barely left Ginny's side. She introduced him to family, friends and Ministry officials. Draco played his part well, yet Harry sensed he was holding his true self back. Harry was proud of the way Ginny assumed the hostess role, she talked to everyone and seemed genuinely interested in what they had to say. Draco merely looked bored if he met someone who had no important role in the wizarding world.

After the feast and the toasts, as the guests and the wedded couples danced, Harry noted Ginny and Draco wander off a bit and were talking. Harry discreetly followed them, listening to every word.

"Your country sounds interesting. I can't wait to go and have a look around at the hospitals and the schools, to see where we can help those who need it," said Ginny passionately.

Harry smiled. That was his Ginny, looking out for those who needed help.

"My dear, we have staff for that, committees," said Draco in a patronising manner.

Ginny stiffened, then carried on. "You know, I have recently been talking about the royal duties Queen Lily of Andulasia plays in their country. I find her an excellent role model, and hope to do as much good in our country as she has done in hers."

Harry wished his mother could hear what Ginny was saying about her, knowing she would be happy to think she was a role model.

"Oh, been talking to Harry, I suppose," sighed Draco, looking around. He was bored, and couldn't wait to get out of this dreary country and return home.

"Please excuse me, my dear, I have just spotted the Albanian diplomat and I really must speak to him. May I accompany you back to your father?" he asked.

"Thank you, no. It's such a lovely night, I think I shall sit out here for a while. Truly, I would love to go for a fly, wouldn't you?" she asked him.

Draco laughed without mirth. "Fly? I haven't flown since I was a child, I have too many important things to worry about as I assist my father in the day to day running of our country, as you will do too." He bowed to her and walked off.

Ginny sighed, and walked away, heading for the creek. She had a little nook only she and Nymph knew about, it was a little hiding place just for her.

Harry followed closely. It was dusk now, and magical lights lit up the Burrow's garden where people were still dancing. The music was still audible, but only just. Harry knew he was risking a lot by following her, but he knew he probably wouldn't get too many more chances.

"Ginny, it's me, Harry," he said, coming up behind her.

She turned, relief in her eyes. "Oh Harry, hello. Did you enjoy the wedding? I can't believe my brothers are all married. My sisters-in-law seem very nice."

"You look beautiful," Harry blurted out.

Ginny flushed, but seemed pleased. "Oh thank you."

"You and the Prince, you seem to be getting on alright?" Harry tried to keep the jealous tone out of voice.

Ginny sighed. "Yes, he says everything right, but still...I just get a strange feeling."

"What happened to your plan of some time for yourself, to get away?" asked Harry.

Ginny frowned. "I think it was you talking of the King and Queen of Andulasia. I realise that I have a responsibility to my father and his position. If I can do half as good as Queen as Queen Lily, then I will have achieved something. After all, sometimes we have to do the right thing, not the easy thing. Running away was easy. I can do more good if I can influence my husband to help those who need it," said Ginny.

Harry stared in wonder at her, and it was in that moment he realised he loved her. What a wonderful Queen she would make.

"Ginny, would you dance with me?" he asked her huskily. He held out her hand.

Ginny stared at his hand, then placed hers in his. "I would be most honoured," she said gently.

Harry took her in his arms, one arm around her slender waist. Their eyes met and refused to look away. They swayed to the music playing softly, and to the music of their hearts. They kept dancing even when the music stopped.

Finally they stopped. Stopped dancing, but remained in each other's arms. Harry slowly leaned in to kiss her, and she met his lips with hers. Harry never wanted it to end, but just as he was about to deepen the kiss, Ginny pulled away.

"I can't. I'm sorry, Harry, but I must be true to Prince Draco," she cried.

"Even if he is not being truthful to you?" asked Harry.

"What do you mean?" asked Ginny, almost hopefully.

"It's nothing I can say for cert, but I don't like him and I certainly don't trust him," said Harry.

"Oh Harry, I know what you mean, but I can't kiss you, even though I want to. Even if I have my doubts, for my fathers sake, I must do what's best for England," cried Ginny.

"What do you think Draco would say if he knew we spent the night together?" asked Harry, grabbing her arm to stop her running away.

"My reputation would be in shatters. I would be a fallen witch," said Ginny shamefully. "We both know nothing happened though. I could take a purity test."

"Ginny, please don't make any hasty decisions, I beg of you," asked Harry.

Ginny picked up the ends of her dress and curtsied. "Thank you for the dance, Harry. I must go." She hurried away.

"Ginny wait. Let's go flying. I love to fly," called Harry. However, Ginny fled, and Harry slumped onto a nearby stump, perfect for sitting on.

He didn't notice a big rat scurrying away under the safety of the many shrubs in Molly's garden.

"I can't let her marry Draco, I won't!" declared Harry to the moon and the stars. "I will find a way to show Ginny and her father the kind of man he really is."

With that thought in mind, Harry wandered back to the house. He was surprised to find that many of the guests were gone, and so had the newlyweds. He hadn't realised he and Ginny had been gone for awhile. There was no sign of Ginny or Arthur, though. He strode into the house, intending to farewell Arthur.

He literally ran into Nymphadora, which caused her to drop a handful of plates. They smashed to the ground. Nymphadora looked stricken until Harry got out his wand and shouted 'Reparo'.

"Thank you Sir," she muttered, her hair turning turquoise.

"Have you seen Ginny?" he asked her. "Or her father?"

Nymphadora nodded. "Yes Sir. Miss Ginny looked upset and has gone up to her room. Once I have taken these to the kitchen, I shall go and help her ready for bed. Mr Arthur was in his study with the Prince." She frowned as she mentioned Draco.

"Nymphadora, please stay as close to Ginny as you can when the Prince is around," said Harry.

Nymphadora's eyes widened. "He's a bad one, isn't he? I don't want Miss Ginny around a bad man."

"You're very fond of Ginny, aren't you?" asked Harry.

"I was begging on the street for a job, for food. I lost my family, I had no-one and nowhere to go. I thank Merlin I came across the path of Miss Ginny. She took me in, made me her companion and I help with the household chores. Thanks to her I have a home and a position that pays me well. Miss Ginny is a lovely young witch, and I had hoped to follow her when she weds, but the Prince told me tonight my services wouldn't be required when she leaves with him tomorrow," said Nymphadora.

"Tomorrow! Nymphadora, please, stay close to Ginny, I implore you, and rest assured, I am trying to think of someway of getting Ginny out of this betrothal," said Harry.

"Bless you Harry," said Nymphadora.

"Now, please excuse me, I must find Arthur. Please tell Ginny I shall see her tomorrow. Goodnight, Nymphadora," said Harry, bowing to her.

Nymphadora flushed, not used to men bowing to her. Without taking her eyes off Harry she walked into the doorjam, dropping the plates again. Harry smiled kindly at her and called 'Reparo' again, then left her to find Arthur.

The door to his study was opened an inch or two. Harry peeked in, seeing Draco kneeling before the fireplace, talking to someone. Harry listened in.

"-get out of this dreary hovel as soon as I can,"said Draco.

"Now son, have patience. These things are worth waiting for."

"Are you sure this is my only option, Father?" asked Draco.

Lucius sighed. "Draco, we have been over this. Ginevra is one of the purest of the purebloods left. Grindelwald himself brought her to my attention. With our two bloods combined, your child will be a strong wizard."

Draco sighed. "Have you seen her? All red hair and freckles, just like her brothers. She's a do-gooder, wants to go around to the hospitals and the schools, helping the less fortunate," mimicked Draco.

Lucius smiled. "All well and good, my son. Let her do that, it will give you time with your mistresses. Once she is pregnant, we will convince her it will be best for the health of the baby if she confines herself to the palace. As long as she gives us a healthy heir, well, her duty is done. What happens to her after that is of no consequence."

Draco looked disgusted. "How soon can we organise the wedding? The sooner I get her pregnant, the sooner my job is done."

"You must insist she leaves with you tomorrow. Tell her father it is so she can acclimate to our country. I think a month is a suitable time to wait. We'll have a grand wedding. Then all you have to do is get her pregnant as soon as possible," said Lucius.

"Ugh, the things I must endure. Still, it will be nice to return home," said Draco.

Lucius smiled nastily. "Yes, your - friend, Miss Parkinson has missed you terribly."

Draco frowned. Pansy was his latest mistress, and was proving quite a handful. Draco had actually been glad of an excuse to get some time away from her.

"Oh don't worry about her. I have been making sure she has not missed you too much. Goodnight, Son," said Lucius, smoothly.

'Son of a bitch', thought Draco. Angrily he tossed some floo powder into the flames and shouted out the name of the most luxurious wizarding hotel in England. He left, with a scowl on his face.

Harry opened the door after he'd gone. He was angry too, angry for Ginny. He needed to find some way to show Arthur that Draco did not have the best intentions for Ginny, and he needed to do it fast.

He stepped into the floo, calling out "Leaky Cauldron." He needed to think, to come up with a solution.

Back in the Burrow, in Arthur's study, the floo was activated for the third time that night. A fire call went out, from the Burrow to Andulasia.

Harry didn't know it, but help was on the way.