Homework is decreasing! Just studying time is left! Awesome! Writing time again like this should be an every day thing for me.

HallowEve: I cannot appreciate enough with your reviews! Your thoughts are really considering so much and leaving many questions. As given what I have written, I am sort of a hybrid of plotter and panster when it comes to writing something like this. As it is, I cannot give away too much since I love spoiling surprises and giving twists throughout my time. I'm glad Sr. Malfoy wasn't expected because that was purpose. However, Harry will be facing a lot of decisions and still learning. As you can see, he isn't experienced with having relationship and mentioned previously that he didn't have time to flirt or tell someone he fancy them because of the war. As you can imagine, he's lost on how to do anything and these people in his life are helping him in given time. As for Ginny, she is young and can forget that not everything is happy and reasonable as it should be. However, she holds points for some things and not all. And believe me, I wanted to slap Harry's head when I wrote out when he started to ignore him and I screamed at him to actually pay attention to Severus! These characters just run their lives, just live to tell the tale for them. I'm glad to keep your attention going well and that's what I am hoping for the rest of the semester. I try to manage my time more to continue the story until it is complete. Ilaria won't let that happen, I can guarantee you that much since I talk to her pretty much every day. If you have any questions, go ahead and ask!

Enjoy!

"I cannot believe you, Harry! Out of all people, you should have known better!" She stomped around, threw her hands out the air, and groaned miserably.

Harry sat on the sofa and crossed his arms, but he could see how frustrated she was. He told Ron to see Ginny and leave them alone until the crossing fire was over. Ron understood that he shouldn't have said much, but the damage was too late.

"And care to tell me what has upset you? There's numerous of things Ron could have told you and might have gotten you to this point." He leaned back, unable to figure out which problems she didn't approve.

She glared, "About Professor Snape. Out of all people and allowing the traditional rules to be broken. Don't you understand that is dangerous? Magic isn't something to fool around when it comes to bond to one person or more. It's a serious commitment, Harry!"

"I'm trying something, honestly!" Huffed in frustration, "I'm not exactly experienced enough in relationship, let alone getting ready to be married! You probably had more dates than I have!"

She stopped and pinched her nose, "Right. Still, Professor Snape? With given respect and all, you both aren't exactly compatible levels to make a relationship successful. Maybe someone else, but the professor."

"I fancy Severus and I'd do anything. I…he's the only person that can be honest with me and doesn't hold back. I admire the fact he overcame his fear to become brave."

"So forcing him to submit to you is to get him to overcome that? Harry, that isn't even trying. That's just shoving around and demand. You knew how he felt about that since you found out your father bullied him."

"I know. I got a similar treatment with someone else."

She hummed, "I am not sure if I want to know, but I see you figured it out. Have you and professor sorted it out?"

"No," His head shook, "Right now, I need my head sort out and have enough on my plate."

She sat down on the sofa across from him and sighed, "Just don't go too far, Harry, he's human too and he deserves to be one."

Harry offered a kind smile to agree and saw the witch at the state of shock. She was absorbing everything she once knew and learning more on what was happening.

"How are you holding up, Mione?"

She smiled, "Hadn't had a nightmare last night. It was a relief."

"Must have gotten yours then," Harry hated those nightmares, "More details this time."

"You should take some dreamless potion, Harry."

"No thanks." Harry stood up, "I'm hungry, you?"

She shook her head, "No, but tea will do."

"You're worried."

"Of course I am, Harry, you defeated him a month ago and everything you dealt with was a lot on you."

"I'll be fine. It doesn't interfere my everyday life." He shrugged, "I survived the war and stopped him…just the cost of my only family members' lives."

They entered into the kitchen, where the kettle boiled whistled and Harry collected it off the stove to pour the steaming hot water into the cup. Hermione sat on the high chair by the counter and rested her arms on the counter.

"So," Seeing Harry casted the silence spell in the kitchen, "What are you doing now that you realized you're pushing the professor around?"

Harry handed her cup of tea, "Confused to be honest. For the past weeks, I tried to give him kisses in the morning and given full attention like Ginny and Ron. He just complains and demand I stop doing so and refrain from touching him. I just keep reminding him that I love him, but he keeps trying to find someone else to replace him." He sighed heavily, "After yesterday, the way this person kissed me and held me in their power, I realized why he felt I was no different from his exes and decided to give him space for now. I didn't give him a kiss or talk to him."

She pinched her forehead, "So generally you're confusing him and possibly allowing him to think he has won."

Harry blinked, "Wait, what?"

Her hands curled up to the warm cup, "When you suddenly stop the routine, it makes it clear that you don't care or no longer continue that effort. He might believe he broke your wall to understand his point, some sort of underlining fear or preventing himself from being hurt again."

"Or to be used again."

She sipped, "Then show him you will never be like that to him."

"How?" He frowned, "I tried complimenting him, letting him know he can do whatever he wants like going out and do whatever, and comforting him."

"The same way as any traditional ways. I'm surprised Ginny hasn't told you much about the traditions."

"Only how to behave and all, but I don't like keeping anyone in line. I just want everyone happy." He frowned and sipped his tea.

Her head shook, "No wonder why you messed up, Harry," She sipped, "It's the fact you didn't start the first thing is to court them."

His head tilted, "I thought that is something to do before engagement?"

"Technically, it goes both ways. Ron mentioned you are courting someone already?"

He nodded, "Yeah, but I'm not sure if it's worth it. They kissed me and controlled me from leaving that I didn't think about my asking them out to courting and all this. Bloody hell, I'm attempted to tell them to drop it and say forget it, I lost my marbles over it or something."

Her head shook, "You can't. You have to go through traditional ways or you won't qualify for marriage or more."

He groaned and set his cup down. With Hermione, it felt much worse than he had imagined. He sat down across from her and tried to think of ideas.

"Okay, so…tonight I'm spending with Ginny, tomorrow is Ron, the day after is Severus, and the last person on Friday…it's going to be a long week."

She nodded, "Good. You need to be informative of time, where to meet up, and surprise them. I wouldn't take them to anywhere. I'd take them where it allows both your courtship and you to be alone, but find the enjoyment between both of you guys. You'll have a good conversation and come home happy."

He hummed, "So, tonight I take Ginny out and take her to…quidditch practice field."

Hermione lit up brightly, "Exactly! Bring her broom and yours, it'll give a testing water and bond better. Night for young witches is a perfect set up for a date. Now, what are you thinking for Ron?"

Harry scratched his chin and thought about it carefully. He knew Hermione would advise something along the line, but Ron tends to be an easy going person…as long he was open minded.

"Not sure, but buffet restaurant and a private one."

"Good, good. There is a restaurant in south Scotland that includes private room with buffet and plays good music. You know he loves to dance for the thrill."

The emerald blinked, "Now what? This is something I didn't know. I thought he hates dancing?"

She smirked, "The ball was something he was excited for, but he's much shy on dancing in public. This will give you a chance to dance with him until he understands you lead him."

Somehow, he felt something was off and looked at the bright witch. The way she spoke of Ron was unusual, but they rarely talked alone unless it was an issue.

"…erm, you know you can still go on date with Ron and all, right?"

She hummed, but shook her head as she understood quickly, "Oh, no. It'd be weird to marry someone who's like my brother. I think he's too comfortable with me that it's obvious he hasn't truly like girls. I noted that he likes Viktor Krums and crushes on him. With you, he's in denial or confused. "

"So you knew he was gay before either of us figured it out." Harry chuckled, "Talk about a genius within a room."

She blushed, "I read a lot Harry, it doesn't mean I qualified as one."

"Brightest witch I've ever known."

"Let's move on. What are you doing for professor?"

Harry sealed his lips and felt uncertain. What could he do for Severus? All he knew is the man loves potions, dark art, and among other things…but what? Hermione decided to drink her tea while she let Harry sort it out for a while. The savior hasn't thought this through carefully, especially he hasn't bond well enough to know what the man would appreciate to get out to. Sipped his tea here and there, but nothing struck out. The witch coughed to gain his attention and did so successfully.

"You have access to Salazar Slytherin's home, not at Hogwarts, you might want to save that later."

"Of course!" He gasped, "Again, a genius, 'Mione!" He grinned, "The place has all the potions and books he could truly get his hands onto this."

"Don't owe him anything. Let him enjoy the place and if anything, offer to do reading along with him or help him find something that could be potential usages or other things." Picked up her cup and held it close to her mouth, "Talk about things that gives some deep thoughts and lead into discussion. Professor values knowledge as a true Slytherin, Harry, any knowledge is valuable for him for future reasons."

"I never thought of it that way," He leaned over to the counter and kissed her cheek, "Brilliant!"

Hermione smirked since she found a solution and couldn't help, but enjoyed the fact she set Harry straight again. The savior couldn't survive without her anyway.

"Now, get yourself ready to take Ginny out tonight. Courtship is important!"

He nodded and bounced out of his chair, "You've got it, Miss Granger!" He set his cup down and rushed out of the kitchen to locate his fiancée for the day.

Somehow, Hermione wondered why it took them three weeks to finally say something around here. At least she has an idea where they're living and more than likely to be involved every day now. They were her family in this world and they mattered the most. She continues to drink her tea in silent victory for a change.

… … …

"…we're going out tonight, Gin! You and me are courting tonight! We'll go out soon."

Ginny was surprised to hear that from Harry and wondered if Hermione has done something. It was quite unusual side of Harry and the happiness sparked within him. She quickly brushed her hair and threw on her soft blue sweater to pull a good last minute look. Her heart pumped so fast, she felt her magic swirled around her as thrilling it could be.

"Bloody hell, I think Hermione spiked his drink with love potion or something. I never seen him this excited to court. It's the furthest thing from his mind."

She snorted, "I think Hermione explained important to do tradition since it goes towards our marriage, not that he'd reject marriage or any of us can easily do it. If that contract didn't have any consequences, he wouldn't feel the need to do this."

"To be honest, I thought he was going to pick you and not me. I was getting ready to lose my magic and everything."

Her brows lowered as she saw the familiar side of him, "But Harry does care about you. You're his best mate and now one of his lovers. You should be happy."

"Are you sure he isn't doing this out of pity?"

"You do know how he feels about being pity. He would rather be happy than dwell on something he couldn't help control."

"Still, Gin. What if he gives me a divorce paper after one kid?"

"That isn't my business, but I don't think he'd be doing that."

"What about the girl I like? What if-"

"-We're not forced to be wed to one person, Ron. Harry has to wed all four of us and he's getting four marriages to deal with. If you find someone you like as well, Harry would be happy to support you and all. You still have a choice in the end, it's just until after the contract deems justified."

His arms crossed, "Still, do I really need to do this courtship thing?"

"Yes, besides, he seems excited with the plans he has in mind. Why not go with it?"

Ron shrugged and shook his head since he has no clue what to expect. He walked out of her room and headed to his own. It was confusing enough for him to gather and wondered why he brought it up to Hermione. He must have missed having her around or something.

Ginny used her wand to brush up her hair as she tried to make it nice as possible.

"Ginny, you ready?"

"In a minute!"

"I hope so!"

This was unusual surprises, but she figured she can accept it. Harry didn't say anything about dressing up, just getting out. She tucked her wand away and joined outside of her bedroom to find him dressing causally.

"Hold on tight, I have a place in mind." He smiled.

Her fingers curled onto his wrist and trusted his ability to move through appariation. The jerking gravitational pull at their waists shifted the feeling in their stomach, but it wasn't much to handle. Ginny slowly opened her bright brown eyes to see herself standing in front of a large field. She couldn't breathe at the sight. A gentle soothed on her arm allowed her to remember how to breathe again.

"I figure you'd like to fly here for a change. I know you love Quidditch more than anything, aside from your brother."

She slowly covered her mouth, "H-ho-how did you get access to the practice field? You'd need authorities to get in!"

"Krum. He's the manager of Quidditch and says I can come here any time after defeating the darkest wizard of all time."

"And couldn't bring Ron and me here sooner because…." She shook her head and blinked to see Harry was holding her broom, "Wish to race around?"

Then, the message was sent. A smirk crawled on her face and took her broom from Harry. She mounted onto the broom.

"I never got the chance to go against your broom…let's see if I can outrace you." She floored the ground to sky high.

Harry chuckled and quickly followed along. They flew through the entire field that was three times the size Hogwarts have for their Quidditch and allowed more room to flex into. There were times they glared for their amusement until Ginny made a sudden turn to cause the savior into a brief panic about crashing into the audience area. They chased each other high and low, tilted left to the right, and nearly touching everything below them and far from them. The rush increased the excitement to do tricks they never thought possible to try during practice.

The weaving and exchanging in flights to lead in a total lap of the field. The practice field in a complete balance, but nowhere in sight for unwanted guest. The banters exchanged wild them and grew competitive at their highest speed to defeat one another.

Ginny drew out her wand and casted to the sky to distract Harry from his winning the lap around. He almost crashed right into the audience bunches and glared at the young witch for pulling that stunt. He told her that if he damages anything, she will have to work with Kreacher for a week. Ginny commented in return that if she succeeded from causing no damages, she gets to see him bake desserts for a week. They agreed and continued to play throughout the night. As darker it became, the challenging it grew to find their competition.

The rush with the wind and grabbed onto the goal of a keeper by the touch of a witch. Harry grimaced at his loss, but chuckled afterward.

"Ha! I win!" Ginny taunted, "I can't wait to see what you'd bake all week."

"Yeah and Ron will be eating them all up before you'd get a chance."

"Good luck with that," She smug at him, "Can't change the deal."

"You won because it's dark night and I can't see in the dark well." His head shook, "I'll admit, it's fun."

Ginny floated down, "It is. The problem is…I don't think I'd risk becoming pregnant in my last year of Hogwarts, Harry…it'll become my career to work in Quidditch."

He joined her to meet on the ground, "You'd need to take four years at a university before become a professional Quidditch player, Gin. I will wait until you graduate and we'll start. According to the marriage rules, I have up to two years to give you time to become pregnant or we'd do blood adoption."

"That will be the last option and true…the first year university requires a lot of studying. But I'll be separated from my own child most of the time."

Harry dropped his broom and walked up to her as he caressed her face, "We'll figure it out, Gin, always will. Right now, focus on finishing school and going after your career. Whoever this kid will be, will know they are spoiled with love. Perhaps the biggest family to share in to have half-siblings and siblings."

"Half-siblings…this will have to be held off on that conversation with our kids until they're older, Harry."

His lips pressed against her forehead, "I know, love."

"And Severus-"

"-Tonight is about us. Your job is to worry about school and your future career as a player. You and I are a team. Look what we just did. We used so many tactics to keep each other's attention to win the field and on the same level."

"You're right," She smiled, "I'd like to do this again, only with the snitch. I haven't played that position in a long time."

"Ah, the year I was banned." He chuckled, "Next I will bring my snitch."

She leaned in closely and laid her lips onto his'. He softly kissed her and found themselves unable to speak for more. She curled up into his arms and yawned slowly. Harry held her closely to his chest and admired the beautiful witch in his care.

"Ready to go home?"

She hummed, "One question…"

His brow raised, "Yes?"

"Will you give me company for the night? I'm in a good mood to snuggle for a change."

Harry smiled and saw no reasons to argue her point. He nodded and took them home. The brooms flew to their rooms themselves, so it saved the trouble carrying them.

"We really need to get out more often," Ginny yawned, "I like being busy."

Harry nodded, "Yeah, but I don't see why not go out for any reasons. That's why yesterday I got all of us out of the house. I'm not restricting anyone, merlin, does no one believes me?"

"Traditions. We're skeptical to break it since it has been passed down to pureblood wizards and witches for generations, even Merlin's time. It's what make a respectful society, even it goes out to muggle world."

"What of people who got kicked out of their family or left the pureblood thing behind?"

She shook her head, "Even when you're separated, it stays with you. That's why Sev can't deny his grandfather over this, it's expected to accept it or not with the tradition."

"…great." He muttered, "I need to learn about this."

"I'd probably read it here. There's a few in the library you have."

"Good." His head shook, "I'll change into my nightmare and come back."

Ginny nodded and let him do what he needed to get ready for the night. Eventually, they were too tired to continue staying awake and exhausted from flying so much with magic and energy out there. It was a perfect way to end the day with.