Authors Notes: Quicker update this time. I figured out how to get my BETA to beta more quickly. This time I sent her a picture of Noel Fielding (whom she loves) and Snape (Whom she also loves) pointing out how much alike there are, alas we have a new BETAed Chapter. Anyway please review once you have read and again Happy New Year to all my readers.


Gravity

By Rebecca 'Becksibee' Foster
Edited by Cheryl Selkirk

It had been a little over a year since Harry had arrived back from his secret mission and came back into the Weasley's life.

James was now four years old. Ron and Hermione were married. George and Angelina had a son whom they named Fred. Percy and Aubrey had a daughter, Molly. Fleur and Bill were expecting again and Charlie had had three girl friends and is once again single, Dudley was engaged, won a couple of championships and just found out he is expecting his first child. Oh… and Harry had had two girl friends, a muggle who was a friend of Dudley's fiancée and a witch, neither lasted more then a couple of months.

However life was going well for Harry; he could see his son when he wanted with no animosity. The wizarding world had now come to terms with him being the father and the fact he hadn't known when he had left; that no one had known of Ginny's condition when he left. Yes it was a little lie but it kept her clear as well. His job was also going well and he was promoted to team leader.

It was a Friday night, it was Hermione's Birthday and everyone was going out. Mr and Mrs Weasley were on baby sitting duties, putting Victoire and Fred in with James on the bed and Molly in a cot in there room.

Harry got ready and apperated over to the Burrow where everyone was meeting, as usual it was packed inside the house. He helped himself to a Fire Whiskey before he found Hermione.

'Happy Birthday Hermione,' he said handing her his card and present which was a new book on Troll poetry she had been eyeing up in Flourish and Blotts the other week.

'Thank you very much Harry,' she said with a giggle, giving him a hug.

'Daddy,' screamed James as he ran and jumped towards Harry who caught him midair, he gave him a hug and put him down before crouching to his level.

'Hey son, how are you?'

'Good thanks,' he replied with a cheeky grin showing his missing front tooth.

'Been a good boy?'

'Yes.'

'James?' said Harry looking into his eyes.

'Fine ... No,' he said the grin gone in a flash, he was now sulkily looking at the floor.

'What did you do this time?' he said in a tone which showed he wasn't amused.

'I pushed Victoire off her broom,' he replied sheepishly still not removing his eyes from the floor.

'James,' sighed Harry. 'Why?'

'Because she was doing my head in bossing me around,' he said sulkily.

'Right… but that's no excuse to push her off her broom is it?' he said.

James just shrugged his shoulders. 'No pocket money this week,' said Harry. 'Don't look at me like that James,' he said as James was giving him the most disgusted look. 'Maybe you will learn your lesson not to push people of there brooms. It's stupid and dangerous,' he told him sternly. James sulked and stomped off.

'Hey Harry.'

'Hey Gin,' he said giving her a light hug. 'Thanks for the message today.'

'It's no problem. I though maybe if you punished him he would actually listen. He doesn't listen to me anymore,' she said sighing.

'Well I've told him off and told him he's not getting his pocket money this week. So chances are he won't want to go into Diagon Alley tomorrow to spend it.'

'Hopefully it'll teach him a lesson.'

There were all in The Three Broomstick having a great time with loud music, drinks and dancing. They met old friends in there along with Hagrid and a couple of the Professors were also there. As the night went on they got more drunk and therefore louder.

'Ahh Mr Potter, how are you this evening?' said Professor McGonagall over the noise.

'Very well thank you and may I say professor you look ravishing this evening?' said Harry. McGonagall blushed slightly but a big grin on her face. 'Would you like a drink before I take you to the dance floor professor?'

'Ahh such a charmer aren't you Harry? I'll have a Tiger Paw please,' she replied.

'And for m'lady?' he said bowing slightly to Ginny.

'Harry stop prating around,' she laughed slapping his shoulder lightly. 'I'll have a Smoking Fusion please.' A Smoking Fusion was a popular cocktail drink among witches, it was strawberry flavoured and rather sweet which also, hence the name, smoked for a while.

Harry bowed low to them both before he stumbled off towards the bar. 'How's James?' McGonagall asked Ginny.

'A handful,' she laughed. 'He pushed Victoire off her broom today because she was bossing him about.'

'Was she alright?' she asked concerned.

'Yes, luckily they were only low and we'd softened the ground but he still wouldn't listen to me when I tried to tell him off,' he sighed.

'What did you end up doing?'

'Message Harry when he got home from work and he dealt with him when he dropped by, he didn't let on that I told him but he told James that he wasn't allowed any pocket money this week so he's sulking now because he wanted to buy some new paints or something,' said Ginny rolling her eyes.

'Well at least he listens to someone,' she replied.

As the evening wore on Harry was barely off the dance floor, dancing with Hermione, Ginny, Fleur, Aubrey, McGonagall plus others he hardily knew. A slow paced song came on and everyone started to dance with their partners. 'Come on Harry we can't be the only ones left out can we?' said Ginny putting an arm around his back and holding his other hand. They dance slowly around the dance floor quietly chatting away, mostly about James and work.

'You and Harry looked cosy dancing,' remarked Hermione grinning while the boys were at the bar.

'We didn't want to be left out,' she laughed.

'You still like him don't you?' she teased.

'Never stopped,' she admitted. Hermione's jaw dropped, she was only teasing her friend and didn't expect to hear this. 'But he doesn't feel the same,' she sighed.

'I wouldn't be to sure about that,' she said.

'To sure about what?' asked Ron.

'Nothing,' said Hermione smiling. They all chatted away about their weekend and future plans and laughed at old memories from the school days.

'Ron you ready to go home?' asked Hermione drunkenly, while at the same seductively.

'Sure thing, night you two,' said Ron giving his sister a hug and shaking Harry's hand, followed by Hermione hugging them both.

'Happy Birthday Hermione,' called Harry as they both left. 'Well looks like we're the only ones left standing. If we don't include McGonagall,' said Harry nodding towards McGonagall laughing with some warlocks.

The following morning James woke up around eight and went to get his mum up. He opened the door, looked at her bed puzzled and walked back out again and down stairs where he heard people talking.

When he got downstairs almost everyone was up, Bill, Fleur and Victoire, Percy, Aubrey and Molly, George, Angelina and Fred and his nanna and granddad.

'Good Morning James not waking your mum up today?' asked Mrs Weasley.

'You're still not in a mood with her are you?' asked Mr Weasley.

He shook his head. 'Everything alright dear, you look very confused?' asked Mrs Weasley.

'Why is Mummy and Daddy sharing a bed?' he asked, jealous evident in his voice. Everyone went quite looking at James.

'Sorry dear?' asked Mrs Weasley.

'I went to wake mummy up but daddy's in her bed as well,' he said.

With that everyone stood up, George picking Fred up, Aubrey picking Molly up and all headed upstairs to Ginny's room. Mrs Weasley was first there and sure enough Harry was in her bed, his strong arm wrapped around her waist as he spooned her. Only the duvet cover carelessly covered them up. Mrs Weasley nearly burst into tears.

Back downstairs everyone was chatting away.

'I wondered if they would get back together,' said Percy.

'I thought they would,' said Mrs Weasley beaming.

'Why are they sharing a bed though?' asked James, annoyance clear in his voice while eating his cornflakes.

'What's going on?' asked Ron as him and Hermione walked though the backdoor into the kitchen.

'You'll never guess what,' Bill said to Ron.

'Obviously I don't know otherwise I wouldn't have asked when I walked in,' he said irritably while raking though his mum's potions looking for a headache cure, it was obvious he had hangover and was suffering.

'James came down this morning all puzzled and told us something,' said Bill.

'Told you what?' said Ron getting more irritated.

'So we all went upstairs to see if he was right,' he said again with the biggest grin on his face.

'What are you going on about?' he asked looking at his brother confused and irritated.

With that Ginny appeared at the bottom of the stairs, the biggest genuine smile on her face.

'Morning Gi-' he was cut off by Harry following her, holding hands. That isn't what tipped him off though, what did was the fact that Harry was wearing the same clothes he went out in last night, which were now creased.

'Morning Harry,' said Hermione smiling.

'Morning you two,' said the rest of the room in sync. All sporting big grins.

'Why did you and daddy share a bed?' asked James walking over to his mum.

'Good Morning sunshine,' said Ginny picking her son up and spinning him around into a hug, blatantly ignoring his question.

'Mummy you're happy,' commented James giggling.

'Hey son, give us a hug before I go,' said Harry taking James off her and giving him a big hug and kiss. As he put him down Harry tickled him.

'Daddy … s-s-stop … daddy,' laughed James.

'Right everyone I best make tracks, got a lot to do today,' said Harry smiling wider then anyone had remembered in a long time. 'See you later son, and be good,' he said rubbing James head.

Ginny walked Harry to the back garden and were facing each other while holding each others hands. 'See you later,' said Ginny leaning forwards to share a kiss. The entire family was stood up peering out the backdoor and windows to see what was happening.

'Bye,' said Harry leaning in and kissing her, they realised there hands as Harry moved his around her back, sliding one into her hair and pulling her closer to himself, Ginny unconsciously doing the same. Their gentle kiss from moments ago was long gone to be replaced with a deeper, more passionate kiss. They finally broke apart and Harry looked around and saw everyone looking, he couldn't help but smile. 'Good Luck,' he whispered in her ear indicating towards the house with a slight nod of the head. She looked around and glared at everyone. Harry pecked her once more before he apperated.

Ginny spun around and headed back into the house, everyone darted from the kitchen into the living room to avoid the wrath of Ginny. Ginny stayed in the kitchen, waved her wand to make a cup of tea before joining everyone else with James climbing on to her lap. As she slowly drank all eyes were on her. 'What?' she defensively, however the smile that spread on her face softened the tone dramatically.

'How did that happen?' asked Mrs Weasley.

'I told you Ginny,' said Hermione.

'How long has it been going on?' asked Ron a shadow of a smile on his lips.

'Will you watch James while I go shower please?' she said grin still in place while ignoring the questions.

'Sure thing dear,' replied Mrs Weasley as her daughter placed her half empty mug on the table and rose from her chair.

'I guess she doesn't want to talk,' said Bill as she left the room.

'I guess she doesn't,' she shouted back to the room.

Once back in his flat he turned the shower on. He shaved and undressed all the time thinking back to last night. He tried so long to deny he had feelings for Ginny to the point he convinced himself, he thought back to a year ago when he told Ginny that she it took a long time to get over her, far to long, because, truth was, he still wasn't over her. Last night was proof of that. Well that was until last night… or this morning he should say.

He showered and dressed before apperating to an office where his meeting was, trying to push last night from his mind, he didn't need any distractions today.

'Hello Mr Potter,' said a man holding his hand out to Harry.

'Hello Mr Winslow,' said Harry shaking his hand. Mr Winslow indicated Harry to a chair in front of a large wooden desk.

'So Mr Potter, what is it you're looking for from me?' he said getting straight down to business. Harry liked him straight away.

'Big, around four bedrooms, near the sea, with lots of private outdoor space so my son can fly.'

'Okay and where in England would you like this?'

'On the south coast or Devon and Cornwall area.'

'Very well,' said Henry. He tapped his wand on a very large pile of folders while muttering certain words. The piles split into two, well; some files flew out of the larger one but not many. Harry was praying that this guy was as good as he was made out to be. The others over the last couple of months had come up with nothing.

Back in the Burrow everyone was sat outside enjoying the afternoon sun. As usual Dromeda brought Teddy around to play with James and Victoire while she gossiped with Molly.

'So spill the beans,' Hermione said quietly to her friend when she was sure it was safe to talk.

'What do you mean?' asked Ginny, knowing full well what she was on about.

'You and Harry, I mean yeah you danced but other then that you both showed no signs of sleeping together,' laughed Hermione.

'Well we had a few more drinks after you and Ron left us,' she said quietly. However by this point everyone guessed what was been said and was listening, but trying not to make it obvious. 'We were a little drunk and Harry offered to apperate me home so I didn't miss my location, you know how useless I am apperating under the influence,' she said smiling.

Hermione had to laugh, last time Ginny tried to apperate drunk she missed her destination by two miles and ended up in some poor terrified muggles house. The ministry of Magic sent a squad out to wipe there memories and gave her an AUI with a warning stating she is not to Apperate Under the Influence again.

'Anyway we were stood out side and we hugged goodbye, like usual, only when we pulled apart our eyes met, it was like gravity pulling us together. Well our lips locked we were kissing like we used to before he left. He pulled apart, I knew he was about to say no again, I had one chance, so I pulled him towards me before he could say anything, I knew he wanted this as much as me. Next moment his lips were on my neck, and that's when I dragged him into the house. How we woke nobody up getting up stairs is beyond me. When we reached my room he cast the Muffliato Charm,' she smiled. Everyone else couldn't help but smile, there were a little disturbed to hear about their sisters and daughters sex life, but happy because Harry and Ginny were meant to be.

'And?' asked Hermione eagerly.

'And what?'

'What happened next?' she asked wide eyed and excited.

'He made my eyes roll to the back of my head and my toes curl,' she said thinking back to the memory fondly.

'Gin I'm so happy for you. And the way he kissed you before he left you this morning … wow … this wasn't a one time thing. Did you chat before you came down?'

Ginny smiled at her friend's observation, her dream was coming true… again. 'Yeah, mostly about James though. We're going for dinner tonight, which reminds me, I need to ask mum and dad to baby sit again-'

'-Ron and I will baby sit,' she said in a normal tone not bothering to be quite anymore.

'Will we?' asked Ron.

'Yes.' Ron shrugged his shoulders. She then turned back to Ginny, 'so is this dinner a date?' she asked quietly again.

'No, it's to talk things over, see where we're going. We have to think of James before we jump in the deep end-'

'-I think you've already jumped in,' said Bill before he could help himself. Ginny glared at him. 'Sorry ignore me,' he gulped a look of horror on his face.

'We are well aware of that,' she said now realising everyone could hear her conversation with Hermione and addressed everyone. 'The dinner is to see where our relationship is heading. We need to be somewhat sure that it will work out. I know we will never know for certain what will happen in the future but at this moment in time if there's a chance it won't work out then we will end it. We can't put James through it,' said Ginny.

That night Harry apperated over to collect Ginny, James was already at Hermione and Ron's. He knocked on the door and she answered, Harry's first thought was that she looked stunning. She was wearing a black a dress which enhanced her figure wonderfully, her hair was down in loose curls and he couldn't help but stare at her radiant beauty. He smiled at her, leaned in and gave her a gentle kiss before handing her a dozen red roses.

'They're beautiful Harry, thank you,' she beamed.

'They not the most beautiful thing in the room though,' he said some what shyly, Ginny gave a small giggle. 'Are you ready?' he asked her.

'Yes,' she replied softly. 'Bye mum, bye dad,' she yelled this time.

Mr and Mrs Weasley darted into the kitchen so quickly Harry was sure they were listening at the door. 'Oh hello Harry, didn't realised you were here,' said Mrs Weasley in her fake shocked tone which confirmed that they were indeed listening at the doorway thought Harry. 'Have fun dears,' said giving them both a hug.

'Be careful,' said Mr Weasley with a wink after he shook Harry's hand.

'We will, goodbye,' he said. He held Ginny's arm and apperated them to the restaurant.

Desert was been served and they still hadn't broached the subject about their relationship. Harry knew it had to be done.

'Ginny?'

'I know Harry…' she replied. She looked him, brown eyes to green, stared deep into each others. He leaned forward and caught her mouth in his.

'It'll work,' he said when he pulled away. 'I love you to much for us to at least not try.'

She just smiled at him before she softly placed her hand on the side of his face and pulled him in for another kiss.

'Morning,' whispered Harry softly in Ginny ear as she stirred. She opened her eyes and smiled sleepily at him and stretched. She then wrapped her arm around his waist and pulled him into another kiss, slowly pushing him on to his back so she was straddling him.

'Again?' he asked amused placing his hands just under her arms. A wicked glint in her eyes made him smile. 'I thought you would have had enough last night,' he said his hands stroking lightly down her back and resting on her hips.

'Shut up and kiss me,' shesaid her voice husky. He smiled and kissed her as there hips began to move in sync.

Later at breakfast there conversation drifted to James. 'So do we tell James now or wait and see where it goes?'

'We could wait; I will tell him the truth to an extent and tell him I'm going on a date. It's never bothered him before,' said Ginny before she took a sip of her tea.

'Yes but on that occasion I looked after him. Will he wonder why I aren't this time?' reasoned Harry.

'Well I don't know,' said Ginny out of ideas. She looked worried. Worried and the happiest he had seen her in a long time.

'Lets give it a couple of weeks and see where we are then, if we feel it's going in the right direction then we will tell him, if not we will go back to how we were,' said Harry, happy with the solution he proposed.

'What if we can't go back to how we were? What if this doesn't work out and we can't be friends anymore?'

'We will Gin, we will for the sake of our son. Even if it hurts us we will do it for James,' said Harry gently. Ginny nodded, in deep thought about what Harry had just said. 'Gin?' he said softly, she lifted her head to look into his eyes. He took her hand in his and held it; he looked directly into her eyes he needed her to understand what he was about to say. 'If you want out, if you want to end this now and remain friends, say the words now. It will hurt me because I know how I feel about you, and I am prepared to take this risk because I think it will work out. But if your not sure, if you have any doubts, I understand and I won't stand in your way,' he let go of her hand, stood and kissed her on the forehead as he made his way into the bathroom to shower, and left Ginny alone to think things over.

Each step he took he felt his heart breaking a little more, it's why he was reluctant to trust her again, she broke his heart once, and it took along time, and a lot of pain but he repaired it, however it was more fragile then it used to be. But he gave in to his beating heart; he gave it back to her, 'To Soon,' he whispered to himself. He looked around his surroundings in surprise; he wondered how he got the shower to the correct temperature, let alone how he got in it.

He stood with his head bowed under the hot water trying miserably not to let the tears escape. He scolded himself for crying, yet he couldn't help who he loved. He realised it was the best place to cry, the tears washed away with the water, and he promised himself then that he would never make himself vulnerable to another woman again. He jumped as he felt someone touch him, he managed to keep his balance and noticed two arms wrapped around him. He turned to see Ginny, as naked as he was, a smile on her lips, yet her eyes were serious.

'I love you Harry James Potter,' was all she said before she kissed him.

'Does that mean…?' he said before he got cut off, 'I want you,' was all she said before they took each other in another deep, passionate kiss.


Thank You for Reading. So what did you think to Chapter 7? I know someone you won't like the direction I took it, but it is how I always planned it. So please review, (Please don't Flame or call myself in anyway it is after all one persons thoughts.)

Here I would also like quote a part of a review from my last Chapter,

"I love your idea, some people need to understand that this is a fanfic, for some reason I get the impression from some of your reviews that they're expecting you to write the next potter book, when you are in fact a fairly new writer. This is just simply your interpretation on what events could have been after the film and not canon. People do stupid things when they are young, I myself have 'Wide Load' tattooed above my arse (jk jk), and Ginny is no different. You portray her as a woman guilty of mistakes of the past and I really like how you haven't painted everything through rose tinted glasses and how Harry isn't opening his arms for her straight away. This IS a Harry/Ginny story, but mainly I think its a James story and that makes this more believable. Keep up the good work." – In my opinion she is hit the nail on the head. I haven't painted any of this through Rose Coloured glasses, neither did JK with Harry Potter, otherwise Nobody would have died, Voldemort would have realised Love was indeed the most powerful magic and turn to the good side they would all hold hand singing 'Kumbayah my lord' while skipping around the great hall, and who would have wanted to read that? It wouldn't have sold Millions of copies and I wouldn't be writing this now.

Chapter 8 will be updates as soon as. Back at work and busy so may be longer then the time between these updates. Again Thank You for reading.