A/N: Eek, for the major delay. Been very busy then broke my hand so been in a pot/cast which ever you want to call it, so typing been out the question. Anyway here is chapter 9. Its un-beta'd as I got fed up of waiting for my beta to check it. If anyone wishes to beta it please feel free and PM so it can be reposted (Cheeky I know). Anyway, Enjoy.
Chapter 9 – Together
The following morning Ginny woke up to the smell of breakfast cooking. She stretched out while debating whether to get showered or eat breakfast first. Before she came to a decision a tray came hovering through the room followed by Harry in a pair of boxers carrying two big mugs of tea. She smiled widely at him, as the tray settled on her lap her eyes popped out of her sockets, 'Harry, I know I grew up at the Burrow but there is no way I can eat all this," she said in disbelieve at the amount of food on her plate. 'I know, it's for me as well,' he replied amused. 'Ohh, ok, makes sense,' she said blushing at her stupidity. He leaned forward and lightly kissed her, 'I love it when you blush,' he softly said before picking up a slice of toast.
They spent a good half hour picking their way through the food, while talking. He asked her about her Quidditch Career and why she stopped playing. She had been picked up after James was born, played a couple of months on the reserves before joining the full team. While playing she had broken a couple of the Harpies longest standing records. But then she just quite one day, less than a third of the way though her second season. The harpies refused to say why as did herself and her family. 'James was poorly one day and I hated leaving him. I knew I would be away for a couple of days and he cried for me… I couldn't go. It was Quidditch or my son,' she said with pride. 'I'm sorry you had to make that choice Gin, I'm sorry I couldn't be there to take James and care for him,' he said sadly, his voice once more ridden with guilt.
'Don't be stupid Harry, it was my choice, I love Quidditch but I love my son more. George offered me a job at the shop and I took it. It was better hours and if James was poorly I could take the day off and I love working with George,' she said with a genuine smile. 'Would you ever return, if given the choice?' he asked. 'I don't know… I mean I would love to return, but what if I ever want more children? To return and to have to quit again to have kids.'
'What if you did one year contacts? I know the Harpies are in need of a good chaser, and I know you're in shape,' he said smiling crookedly at her as he levitated the empty tray from her knee. 'And how would you know that?' she asked him smiling back. 'Well you're hard to keep up with love,' he said slowly pushing her back into the pillows. 'Not that Harry,' she laughed. 'I mean the Harpies and the chaser position?' she asked eagerly pushing him back wanting to know. 'New Auror recruit was an Harpie, she gained an injury last season that stopped her playing, but she is still fit. She was saying Gwenog's struggling to find a new Chaser. Figured you could pop over and see her,' he suggested. 'I'll think about it,' she assured him. 'So we looking at houses today or not?' she asked before he once again got ideas in his head, she didn't think she could refuse him if it tried it again.
*GPGW*HPGW*
After Ginny had showered Harry apparated them both to Mr Winslow's office, 'Mr Potter, good to see you again,' he said running over to him and taking his hand.
'Hello Mr Winslow, this is my friend Ginny Weasley,' said Harry politely. 'She will be helping me on the final decision today.'
'Miss Weasley, pleasure to meet you,' he said taking Ginny's hand. 'So Mr Potter, how can I help you?'
'I would like to view these four properties again please,' he replied showing him the four properties Ginny was looking at last night.
'Very Well, give me five minutes to get everything in order.'
They spent the afternoon apparating from property to property. It was the final property they visited which was situated in Cornwall that Ginny fell in love with.
'Ohh Harry,' she said her hand on her chest. She was actually speechless. The house stood before them was like something out of a dream. It was stone of various sandy and pale browns colours, the front door was shaded by the room upstairs held up by white stone pillars, the windows and doors made of wood style triple glazing, the massive gravelled drive way leading to a double garage, to the right of the house was the entrance to the property, the entire area was covered in trees giving them total privacy and as she turned around there was a grassed area with a water feature in the centre. Without even looking at the rest of the house it was like a dream. The other houses were nice, but this was beyond anything she had ever seen.
'This is actually a muggle residence, so it is fully electric, as you can see you will have total privacy. It has a double garage, swimming pool and a sauna attached on the right of the rear of the property. Behind the trees to the left of the property is a football pitch which could be made into a Quidditch pitch as the trees block that area from the sea, to the rear is a patio area, not far from the cliffs edge. Now as wizards I would recommend putting up a charm to stop people accidentally falling off the cliff, then you could remove the higher wall and replace it with a fence to gain a better view.' He took then into the entrance hall where a large staircase lead to the upstairs, a door on the left lead to an office which was spacious, easily fit two desks as well as a small reference library, another other door lead straight into the living room, which had French doors that looked out into the rear of the garden, Ginny knew what he meant by removing the higher wall. To the far left was a door which leads to the double garage. Even if they didn't drive it could be used as a storage unit for brooms, Quidditch equipment etc, they headed back into the entrance hall and through another door which was a large bright kitchen with granite work surfaces and a central island unit. It had a small table with comfortable chairs, ideal for meals; there were also French doors which looked out on to the patio area. To the left was an arch which leads to a specious dining room, ideal for larger gatherings or meetings. Another door leads to the utility room which lead to a toilet and the pool and sauna, which had a changing facility.
'So what do you think so far?' asked Harry quietly placing his large hands on her shoulders from behind her. 'So far? It's beautiful. It must cost a fortune though,' she said still in utter awe. Harry shrugged lightly 'I want a nice size home with plenty of land to fly with my son,' he said with a smile on his face. 'And not a single cupboard under the stairs what so ever,' he said quietly Ginny had to strain her ears to hear him. She frowned but before she could ask what he meant he walked off behind Mr Winslow.
He next took them up the stairs where Ginny noticed, there was not a cupboard under the stairs, it was all open plan, now she thought about it none of the houses she saw today had one. When they reached the landing it was very spacious with big windows showing the grounds in front of the house. A door to the right showed them a nice size room with views to the drive and a small balcony showing views of the front gardens. Across from this room was another bedroom, about the same size with views to the front gardens and a small balcony with Views to the football pitch. Near the back of the house was a bathroom with a bath, shower and toilet, another bedroom which was larger than the last two with views of the drive and a balcony which had views of the sea, across from that room, was a larger master bedroom with an en-suite and French doors leading to a balcony which wrapped around the side of the house, the bedroom had views of the sea and the football pitch and the en-suite had a Jacuzzi bath, shower and toilet. Mr Winslow then took them on a walk around the grounds, pointing out that it also came with a small three bedroom cottage beyond the football pitch. Ginny was in utter awe. She couldn't believe the how beautiful the house was. She was stood looking at the water feature while Harry and Mr Winslow talked quietly, both smiling they shook hands and Mr Winslow left with a crack.
'So tell me, now that he's gone, what you really think?' he said as he placed his arms around Ginny's waist bringing her back flush against his chest. 'It's beautiful Harry, out of this world beautiful,' she whispered. She didn't know why she whispered, there was no one with in about a three mile radius that could hear them. 'You'll have complete Privacy.'
'Correction, we'll have complete Privacy,' he whispered into her ear before placing a kiss between her neck and shoulder. She turned to face him; he could see the question in her confused eyes. 'I know what I want, because I am holding her in my hands right now, but the question is do you know what you want?' he said seriously. She knew her answer, she knew before he finished his question. But what she did to him, how she hurt him, was stuck in her mind. She wanted to believe more then anyone that she wouldn't do that again, but she believed that once before didn't she?
Harry saw the conflict in her eyes, in her face. He couldn't work out what she was thinking. 'Just tell me.'
'I want you Harry. I want you and James, a house and a dog, another child. I want you to kiss me goodbye every morning before work, and every evening when you return. I want to make love to you, and hold you. You are my world Harry, you and James, mean so much to me, more then anything else,' she said stray tears running down her cheek as she failed to keep her emotions in check.
'What's the problem then?' he quietly asked thumbing her tears away.
'I'm scared I hurt you again,' she said so quietly Harry had to ask her to repeat it.
'Do you love me?' he asked her.
'More then anything Harry.'
'Do you plan on hurting me?'
'No. No way. No. No,' she said voice full of confidence.
'Then what's the problem? Yeah you hurt me in the past and I ran away. But you are different now, you made one mistake. God I've made tons of them. I trust you Ginny, If I hadn't I wouldn't have ended up in bed with you again,' he said softly brushing a stand of hair behind her ear. 'So Ginevra, will you and James move in with me?'
'So you're going for this house then?' she asked a huge grin on her face.
'I already bought it, pending paperwork signing,' he said with a huge smile. 'So is that a yes?' She pulled him down into a deep kiss, she pulled back slightly 'yes,' she said before she claimed his mouth again.
*GPGW*HPGW*
They were cuddled on the couch in Harry flat talking about the plans to move into the new house. Harry suggested that they tell everyone on Sunday that they were moving in together as well dating each other. They would tell there parents tonight and show them the house with James tomorrow. Ginny was beaming.
Harry stood from the couch, laughing a little at Ginny who was leaning against him fell side ways. He grabbed her hands and pulled her towards him planting a kiss on her mouth. 'So, you ready for this?' he asked her quietly.
'Of course,' she replied. He smiled down at her and the next moment it felt like all the air had been taken from her lungs and then she was on the boundary of the Burrow. Harry took her hand in his and walked towards the back door.
Hermione was peeling potatoes over the sink at the Burrow when she heard a loud crack in the peaceful silence; she looked up and saw a main of vibrant red hair stood with a main of black. She smiled as he took her hand in his and started towards the Burrow. She knew it, she told Ron there was dating again but he didn't believe her. Ron came over and rested his head on her shoulder while he wrapped his arms around her waist, 'what you chuckling at?' he asked placing a soft kiss behind her ear.
'Nothing,' she replied. He obviously hadn't looked out the window. Seconds later the door opened and they both turned to see Harry and Ginny enter. Ron's eyes almost popped out of his head as he took in there hands and the joyful vibrancy radiating off them both. Hermione smirked at Ron 'So I think its ten galleons you owe me.'
'What? Why ten?' he chocked Ron confused.
'Five for the fact there are dating and five for the fact that Ginny spent the night at Harry's.'
'Fine,' he grumbled digging in his pockets and fishing out ten gold coins and handing them over to Hermione.
'Thank you, these will buy them shoes I saw in Gladrags last week which you refused to buy me,' she said her smile growing wider. Ron just pulled a face. 'Yes because there were ten galleons Hermione. TEN!" said Ron scandalise. 'Well I did only a galleon each then you called me chicken,' she said smugly.
'Erm… Hello,' said Harry catching the attention of his two friends. Ginny was silently laughing at the both of them. They loved a good bet.
'How long you been back together?' asked Ron without any greeting.
'Hello Harry, Ginny, excuse my Husband and his lack of manners,' she said elbowing Ron. 'Nice day?' she asked.
'Brilliant,' said Ginny with the smile still plastered on her face, 'Anyone else home?'
'Yeah in the living room, James is painting again,' said Ron, 'Cuppa?'
'Please,' said Harry as he let go off Ginny's hand when they headed into the living room.
As Harry and Ginny entered the living room James turned around to see who was entering, his face lit up and he had the biggest smile on his face as he ran to his mam who pulled him up into a hug getting paint down her front. 'I missed you mummy,' he said hugging her. 'I missed you to Jammy.' He let go of his mam and hugged his dad who was crouched down to his level while his Mum Scourgifed her clothes. 'So James, your mummy and I have something to tell you,' he said as he realised his son from the warm hug. 'What Daddy?' asked James puzzled.
'Mum, Dad, can we have some privacy please?' Ginny asked them polity. 'Of course dear,' her mum replied standing up and heading into the kitchen. 'We'll just get dinner started.'
Harry led James to the couch followed by Ginny. 'So Jammy, remember how you asked why your Daddy and I don't live together like other peoples Mummy and Daddy's?' she asked him. James face became more puzzled then before, while looking between his mam and dad, "Yeeeah.'
'Well, how would you feel if your daddy and I started been like other mummy and daddy's?' said Ginny gently.
'You mean like Uncle Bill and Auntie Fleur?' he asked, his brow furrowed.
'Yes, like them, and Uncle Ron and Auntie Hermione,' said Harry.
'But they kiss all the time,' he said pulling a face. Ginny couldn't help but laugh. 'I know they do Jammy, what if we're like Uncle Bill and Auntie Fleur and Uncle Ron and Auntie Hermione?' she asked him.
'Are you two shagging again?' he asked seriously. Harry and Ginny jaws dropped, it took them a couple of seconds to composed themselves before Harry spoke, 'Where did you hear that word James?' he asked with a tone of disapproval to his voice. James knew straight away it was something he shouldn't have said. 'I heard Uncle George say it last week when I came into the kitchen for a drink,' he said sheepishly. 'I'll kill him,' hissed Ginny. 'Well that's not a nice word to use James and I will be having a word with your Uncle George,' said Ginny more gently. It wasn't his fault. 'But you have to promise you won't use that word again James,' she said stroking his hair. 'Ok Mummy,' he said giving her a hug. 'So will you be ok if your mummy and I are like your other Auntie and Uncles James?' asked Harry.
'I suppose so, s'long as you don't kiss,' he said pulling a disgusted face. Harry and Ginny smiled at each other above James head and leaned forward to share a light kiss. 'I said don't kiss,' he said worming his way between them stopping them kissing.
'How would you like to live with me all the time? You and your Mummy?' Harry asked his son with an excited look on his face. 'Here?' James asked his eyes lighting up. 'No not here, in our own house,' said Harry. 'But what about Nanna and Granddad?' he asked sadly. 'They can come and visit when ever they want, and you can still come and sleep here some nights,' explained Ginny. 'Suppose,' he said still unsure. 'Would you like to see the house tomorrow?' asked his dad. 'It has a swimming pool.' At this James eyes lit up, 'Really?' Harry nodded. 'Ok we'll go and see it tomorrow,' he said excitedly now. 'But you can't tell anyone yet, over dinner ok?' said Harry, James nodded. 'Go on then, go see your Nanna,' with that James ran though to the kitchen.
'Well that went well,' said Harry snaking his arm around Ginny's waist and pulling her close before kissing her softly. 'Yup, but am gunna kill George,' she said.
'Ron, Hermione you busy tomorrow?' asked Harry over dinner. 'No, got this Saturday off why?' said Ron. 'Want to come with us to see the new house with James, Molly and Arthur?' he said casually. 'You're moving in together?' he said high pitched. Molly dropped her folk, Arthur just looked at them and Hermione squealed. Ginny nodded, 'It's beautiful,' she said breathlessly. 'We went and saw it today, saw four actually but this one is out of this world.' 'It has a pool,' said James with a mouthful of peas. Ron's jaw dropped again.
'James don't talk with your mouth full,' said Ginny. 'Why?' 'Because people don't want to see your mushed up food.' 'Why?' 'Because it's gross.' 'Why?' 'James, stop asking why and do as your mummy tell you,' said Harry sternly.
'A pool, seriously?' asked Ron. Harry laughed, 'You'll see tomorrow,' he said smiling.
That night Harry stayed at the Burrow.
*GPGW*HPGW*
The following day Hermione and Ron came over to the Burrow ready to go see the new house. 'It's not connected to the Floo network yet, we have to do a bit of remodelling in order to put a big enough fire place in. It's a muggle house so it has fully working electrics and the sorts. So Ginny and I will apparate Molly, Arthur and James over then come back for you two,' Harry explained.
Minutes later everyone was stood in front of the house, jaws dropped looking at the immense beauty of it. They walked them around showing all the rooms, what they plan to alter, including the wall disturbing the sea view and where the Quidditch pitch will go. They then walked though the small forest beyond the football pitch and showed them the rest of the land. 'Who owns that land then?' said Arthur pointing towards the cottage with the drive leading into the trees. 'We do,' said Harry. No one was shocked any more, they took what they said in there stride. They went around the cottage, it was large but not massive, very comfortable, and it had some beautiful views. Molly and Arthur took James and walked around the outside of the house.
Harry, Ginny, Ron and Hermione were stood in the living room when Harry handed Ron and set of keys. 'What are these for? He asked. 'A spare set you want us to look after?'
'No there for this house,' said Harry. 'Why you giving me a set of keys for this house,' he said confused, Hermione looking between Harry, Ginny and Ron equally puzzled. 'Well you'll need them to get in.' Ron and Hermione looked at each other trying to work out what's been said.
'Oh for god sakes, we're giving you two the house so you can move out of that poky little flat,' said Ginny.
'WHAT?' said Ron and Hermione at the same time. 'We can't accept this?' she said gob smacked. Ron still seemed in shock. 'Of course you can Hermione, you and Ron were with me during the hardest times of my life, if it wasn't for you two, I don't think I would be here today,' he said his voice growing thick with emotion. 'I know you want to start a family, now you can, and I will be offended if you don't take it.' Hermione threw her arms around Harry followed by Ron.
'You sure?' she asked. 'Yes we're sure,' said Ginny. 'We spoke about it last night, its no use to us. We'll draw some plans during the week with some land, but until then, feel free to move it.' 'You can also use the Quidditch pitch when ever you like,' said Harry smiling.
They told the family the following day over lunch, everyone congratulated them and acted surprised but they could tell they fooled no one in there sneaking around. Harry told George that he would be giving the flat up in a couple of weeks. "Why?" he asked. 'Well we're moving in together, we bought a house,' explained Harry. 'But it's so soon,' exclaimed George. 'George, we've got a kid, we've spoken about this for hours, it what we want. What we both want. I told you all a few months back that I wouldn't do anything that we didn't want because there is more then the two of us to consider. We believe with all our hearts that this is going to work. There never was anyone else,' she told George.
He look at her, really looked at her for the first time in a long time. He noticed the sadness she carried was gone, the love for Harry when she looked at him was burning in her eyes. The guilt still evident but very dull behind the fire, he doubted that will never go. He then took in Harry, he realised that he has smiled a lot more in the last few months, Genuine at that. When he looked at her it was like no one else existed, just Ginny and James. He knew then what Ginny was on about; these two were made for each other. He stood from his seat and walked over to Harry, and dragged him up, not caring that Harry was about to put a forkful of Mash and gravy in his mouth which in the sudden movement missed his mouth and went down his top. 'What the-' George turned Harry and looked up to him, Harry was at least a foot taller then George, 'you hurt her, or James and I'll hurt you,' he said his wand point discreetly at him. 'Why would I hurt her, when I love her?' 'You hurt the ones you love Potter, you've done it twice before-' 'You know the first time was for-' 'Stop,' said Bill. George and Harry looked around, everyone was staring at them. 'Look Harry,' said George ignoring everyone around them. 'She is my sister, I have to protect her,' he said more gently. 'I get it George, really I do. But am not going to hurt her, god I want to marry her,' he practically yelled. The room gasped. 'One day, in the future,' he hastily added. George couldn't help but smile, and dragged him into a hug, 'I don't doubt it for a second,' he whispered so no one else could hear.
'Oh yeah George?' said Ginny standing up, she walked over to him and slapped him. 'What's that for?' he said rubbing his face while everyone was sat gobsmacked. 'If you ever speak of Harry and I so vulgar again, especially in front of our son I will do more than slap you, I will kill you,' she said smacking his arm. 'What did I say?' he said shocked and stepping back before she went for him again. 'That Harry and I were s.h.a.g.g.i.n.g again.' 'I really didn't know he was in the room.' 'Not the point, it shouldn't have been said in the first place. Do it again, and I will hex you, got it?' she said with a dangerous smile. George visible gulped and nodded. 'Good, now then,' she said sitting back down, 'what's for desert?'
Notes: Well what did you think? I hope it wasn't too choppy. I understand it was slightly due to writing a paragraph here and there when I had time. Hopefully the next will be better. As usual please review by pressing that button before. Negative feedback welcome but no flames. Flames are just rude. (Bored I drew up plans of the layout for the house, if you wish to see these let me know and I will link them)
