Ginny awoke as a ray of sunlight moved across her eye. A flood of memories came back as she felt Harry's naked body pressed up behind her. Giggling she wiggled her bum back against his cock. She smiled as she realised the effect she had on him even when he was asleep.
Careful not to wake him, she basked in his warmth for a few minutes before extricating herself from his grasp. Gathering up his clothes she folded them up and placed them on the chair besides her bed. Their bed. The very idea made her giggle.
Pulling on a clean pair of panties, which were soon followed by trackies and one of Harry's big shirts she gathered together their dirty washing. Quietly she slipped out the doors and down the stairs. She quietly deposited her pile in the laundry. Just as quietly she crept up to Harry's room where she grabbed his bag full of clothes and carried it down to her room. Placing it at the foot of the bed she smiled.
Their bed, their room. He would have to go and grab some of the remaining bits from Ron's old room but for now they had everything they needed.
Pulling out a journal and quill she began to dot down some ideas for what they can do over the next couple of months. Ginny would occasionally look up from her page and admire the handsome young man asleep in the bed.
Slowly the house came alive. The sounds of doors opening and people passing their room echoed in the hall. But still Harry Potter slept. A calm, peaceful sleep. One which had been all too infrequent before. One which was well deserved.
A mischievous grin appeared on Ginny's face as she pulled three pages from her notebook.
One of them was a little note which she folded and laid atop his glasses.
It simply said "I couldn't bear to wake you up. Sleep well. I will be downstairs when you wake. P.S. clothes next to the bed, I brought them down, hope you don't mind. It might be a little awkward if you were to walk down without any clothes, or with the same ones on."
The next was a list which she put on the bedside table of places to go and things to do. As well as a few ideas for Grimmauld place.
The last was a list for her eyes only, maybe his in time to come. It was covered in things she had loved the night before and things she wanted to try.
A smirk crossed her face as she folded it up and slipped it into a Quidditch book that rested on her shelf. A book he had bought her from Diagon Alley one year. If he was going to find it, it would be there. And that would make way for a whole world of fun.
Blotting the quill and putting the book away she slipped out the door, running into Hermione who was just passing and who almost laughed when she saw the sleeping Harry through the boor.
Closing it silently, Ginny struggled to quiet Hermione who was giggling ferociously as she dragged her downstairs. Seeing Mrs Weasley in the kitchen Ginny steered her into the living room.
A blush crept quickly up her face as she rounded on her best friend. Besides herself, it was all Hermione could do to control her laughter.
A few seconds passed and she quieted down.
Looking at her friend Hermione just said "Did you?"
Refusing to say a word, Ginny nodded quickly. Hermione could see the obvious glow in her cheeks.
A massive smile grew on Hermione's face "and?" she urged.
The damn broke and gushing Ginny began to whisper "Hermione, it was so good. I hoped it would be great and it so is, he is so good, so nice. I understand why you and Ron are always at it now; Harry's going to struggle to get me off him."
The blush in her cheeks slowly began to recede as she decided it was natural for a young woman to gossip to her girlfriends about things like this.
"That doesn't surprise me one bit. I know right," laughing Hermione continued "I'm beginning to wear him out."
A snort escaped her as Ginny chortled over the idea. Suddenly a thought crossed her mind.
Looking at Hermione she said "I thought you two were leaving early?"
"We were, but we got a bit distracted when your brother found something I'd been saving for him" said Hermione, "We are going to leave soon though, so pass on our love to Harry when he finally wakes up. I want to continue this when we get back. I'm just so impatient to see my parents again."
Understanding Ginny nodded and let Hermione get on with what she came down to do.
Walking into the kitchen she said "Good morning Mum" as she bounced over to give her a hug.
Attempting to look disapproving Mrs Weasley gave her a sharp hug. But this attitude soon changed as her daughter's obvious joyfulness was infectious, and she was glad to see that there was no look of dissatisfaction upon Ginny's face nor the posture she assumed after making a mistake.
Soon she relented. After all, what's the point of being angry when her daughter is so obviously happy?
"Can I help with anything?" Ginny offered.
"Can you get some water boiling? For tea, and some eggs out so I can make us all a big cooked breakfast" as she worked over the stove cooking the bacon and sausages which were filling a mounting platter. Bewitching a brush to do the cleaning she continued to cook, a broad smile filling her face as she worked.
Assuming a position besides her mother Ginny began to work, helping her with the cooking. Slowly the living room and kitchen began to fill. Hermione and Ron had said good-bye one last time before walking out of the Burrow and disappearing with a large pop.
Just as their breakfast was beginning to fill the table Harry stumbled down the stairs. Ginny abandoned her duties as she ran across to him. Admiring the way his pants hung from his hips she covered the distance quickly. Wrapping her arms around him, resting them on his shoulders she kissed him hard, a loving good morning, and thank you for last night type of kiss.
His hand squeezed her bum quickly so that no one would notice. Before wrapping them around her waist. There kiss continued as the family filled around the table.
One of the brothers coughed from the table, bringing the young couple back to the world of the living. Stepping back Ginny admired the tousled hair of her Harry James Potter, to her it looked even better after sex and a good sleep.
Turning she pulled him by his hand to the table where they sat and joined in with the feasting. It was always a given that a meal at the Burrow was going to be a good one.
After digging into the bacon and eggs Harry slipped him hand up and along Ginny's thigh, making her shiver as she felt him. A smirk appeared on Harry's lips at the site.
Returning to his breakfast and the conversation around the table, he looked up as Mr Weasley asked "So what's your plan for the next couple of months Harry?"
Placing his hand on Ginny's which had been lying on the label, he squeezed lightly before saying.
"I might do a little bit of travel, I want to make the most of the time I have with your daughter before she is off to school again. I also want to start rebuilding Grimmauld Place. You have both been so kind to me but I cannot live off you forever," seeing Mrs Weasley's reaction he raised a hand to quickly to quell her response so he could finish, "I want to build a house for my future and for your daughter's if she wants to. It'll need a lot of work but between the two of us I'm sure we can come up with something."
Looking at Ginny he saw a big smile break across her face.
Turning back to the table he waited for their response.
"You are like a son to us Harry, we wouldn't want for you to feel unwelcome here. It sounds like you're in for a very busy time then by the sounds of that. We are so happy to see you and Ginny together now" said Mr Weasley.
"Thank you sir," said Harry.
"Now now boy, don't you go like that with me." He said laughing.
"Harry dear, you are welcome here as long as you want to stay with us. I'm sure Ginny wouldn't let us have it any other way regardless" said Mrs Weasley smiling, looking towards her daughter.
"Too right Mum" said Ginny before squiring the last piece of bacon on her plate and popping it into her mouth.
"Do you have any plans today? Or can I take Ginny out?" asked Harry.
"No go ahead my boy" said Mr Weasley, "You have earned it. Both of you have."
Breakfast finished quickly, Mrs Weasley sent everybody off to start their day whilst she dealt with the large pile of dishes.
Harry and Ginny retreated to their room.
"Harry, you are serious about building a house together aren't you?" asked Ginny.
Looking at her, Harry wondered what she was thinking.
"Yes I am. Why do you ask?"
"It's a big commitment. Are you sure you want to make it?"
"More sure than I have been about anything else in my life, but, if it's too big a step for you, I understand. We can wait, I'll wait." He finished quietly.
"No Harry, you mistake me" said Ginny as she wrapped her hands around his neck. Holding him close but continuing to look him in the eye, "I love you. I want to spend my life with you. You know it as well as I do. It's just, I'm going to school, and I have no money of my own."
Pulling her close "Ginny, you don't have to worry about money. My parents left me with plenty, and I'll be working. Hard to try and distract myself from missing you. There is plenty to be done. You don't have to worry. I hope you know that I want to be there for you."
"Yes Harry, I love you. If you are sure. I'm happy with that. Ohh I am so excited."
Looking at him closely she asked "What do you have planned for today?"
"Ohh you just wait and see Gin."
"Okay then, well it's my turn now."
Harry cocked his head, but her meaning became plain as she backed him against the wall and kissed him, sliding her tongue from between her lips.