"I have to go or I'll be late," Ginny told him as he moved to kiss her neck. Five in the morning and he was still ready to go for it with her. Ginny had to admit, he was persistent and very very very much in love with her.

"I miss you when you gone," His words were mumbled into her neck.

"I'm gone about an hour then you have to start getting ready so you can go to work," She said, "I love you Potter,"

"I love you too Potter," Harry replied back to her kissing her lips once more, "Now go to practise. I already had one talk from Gwenog about making her prize player late for practise in the mornings and that was embarrassing enough," Ginny giggled at her husband. She thought he looked incredibly sexy lying on their bed with his hands behind his head. She got off the bed, more off Harry, then as she was turning around to pick up her gym bag so she could leave, she felt Harry smack her ass then grab her by the hips and pull her back to the bed.

"Harry, I really have to go," Ginny said through a giggle as Harry pushed her running shirt up over her stomach. She felt one of his hands slide down her back on stop just below her training shorts,

"Harry…don't. I'm going to be soooooo late!"

"Then you shouldn't wear work-out singlet's and mini shorts," Harry told her before going back to kissing her neck.

"Harry," She elongated his name to try and make her point.

"Fine, fine go to training!" He said letting her go. Ginny laughed, placed another kiss on her husband's lips before grabbing her gym bag and leaving the bedroom at a fast walk. Harry listened till he heard a faint pop before rolling over and closing his eyes in the hope he could get some more shut eye before work.

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"You're late," Gwenog scolded the young Quidditch star. She wasn't going to punish her but she liked to make fun of the young girl. Ever since she had come back to the team after her time off and her honeymoon Ginny had been late to most, if not all, of their morning trainings. That means twice a week every week when they started training at 5:30 in the morning, Ginny had not turned up on time. Whether she was ten minutes late to an hour late, the other girls on the team had teased her every time about 'shacking up with the great Harry Potter'.

"I know sorry," Ginny told her team's manager as she raced around the large changing room trying to get her stuff together, "I didn't get up in time and Harry…" Ginny stopped herself before she went too far in this conversation. She felt herself blushing as Gwenog's laugh filled the room.

"Alright, enough about her sexcapades with the famous Harry Potter I need my star chaser in practise so this is going to have wrap up," Ginny looked towards the door as she grabbed her broom from her cabinet. Her blush deepened as she saw her captain, Jane Barriet standing in the door way,

"Don't just stand there looking like a tomato GET OUT ON THE PITCH POTTER!" Ginny took off at a run, "AND TEN LAPS BEFORE YOUR ON THAT BROOM AND IN THE AIR," Her coach yelled just as she was out the door. Gwenog laughed as she watched the young star scramble to get onto the pitch, her captain following in a more presentable fashion. As Gwenog reached the pitch she saw the other teammates just kick off the ground and Ginny, well Ginny was running at a sprint around the pitch with her hair up in a ponytail out behind her. Gwenog smiled before heading into her office, time for press control on whatever the papers have been saying about her Harpies.

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Two hours later Gwenog, stilled holed up in her office doing paperwork, finally came to reading that mornings papers.

"What is this…" she muttered to herself as she picked up the Daily Prophet. A massive picture of her star chaser was plastered on the front cover. Ginny and Harry Potter were pushing through a crowd of reporters, Ginny was covering her face while Harry kept pushing the reporters away from her. She opened the paper fully to see the start of the article.

GINNY POTTER IS KIDNAPPED WHILE ON HONEYMOON IN AUSTRALIA

The last night of the one month Honeymoon saw the newly married Potter's go off to see an Opera at the famous Sydney Opera in New South Whales Australia. Four months ago, Harry and his wife, Ginny, returned home this honeymoon to a load of press cameras. Reporters just like me, were standing waiting to give them a welcome home but were given little comment from Harry and none from his wife. The usual smiling, happy Holyhead Harpies Chaser was rather quite upon their return and wasn't seen again until the Quidditch season had begun. The press became suspicious from the start but were reassured by the young couple's family that nothing had happened and they were just tired and glad to be home, planning on spending some time before heading back to their busy schedules waiting for them at work.

Well this reporter decided that wasn't good enough for our readers and I'm glad I dug a little deeper. After a trip to Australia myself I uncovered the Mrs Potter had been taken from the Opera by a woman named Abigail Iver the daughter of one of You Know Who's supporters. The star chaser was kept two, nearly three, days before Harry and a team of twenty were able to retrieve her. While the chaser was unharmed she was apparently very shook up. "I didn't see them for long but when they walked through the ministry she looked as if she was dying. It was a bit scary actually, she was pale with black rings under eyes. Harry Potter wouldn't let go of her," said Ms Caitie Wilson, a secretary from the Australian Ministry. Ms Wilson states that she had never seen two people hold each other so tightly and so closely. (More on page 4)

Gwenog threw down the paper on her desk before storming out of office. Not minutes later she stormed back in and grabbed the paper again, storming back out of the office towards the pitch.

"POTTER WHAT IS THIS?!" Gwenog shouted at the girls in the air, waving the paper around in her hand like a lunatic.

"G YOUR INTURUPTING MY PRACTICE," Jane shouted back, "THIS BETTER BE GOOD!"

"POTTER, ON THE GROUND NOW," Gwenog shouted at the shocked Ginny as she landed on the ground.

"Listen, if this about this morning…what's that?" Ginny said noticing the paper in her manager's hand. She made a grab for it but Gwenog moved it out of her reach.

"Let me read it too you," Gwenog re-read the article to Ginny allowed and watched as her star player crumpled to the ground. Ginny's arm wrapped around her stomach as she unwilling let a tear come from her eye. Gwenog didn't even get to quote before she looked at the crumpled girl on the ground, "Ginny?"

"Harry," she whispered just audible, "Get Harry…I need Harry," Gwenog helped the young girl onto her feet and took her into the visitors changing room. Ginny crumpled into a ball, her knees into her chest and her arms wrapped around herself like it was the only think keeping her together. Gwenog rushed from the room to call Harry while Ginny sobbed in a dark corner. She had never thought that this feeling would come back, the feeling like it was the end and there was nothing she could do. Her world was tumbling and Harry wasn't here. Yet.

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Hello Readers,
This quick update has to make up for the late one last time? I hope so!
I actually love this chapter so much! You have no idea how fun the first part was to write, it got a little serious toward the end but I promise you I have more fluff ideas coming. I love a bit drama but I love fluff between Harry and Ginny more than anything! Leave me a review if you're feeling generous!
hogwartslivy xoxo