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Two days later, the Hogwarts term had ended and the rest of the Weasley family moved in. The two days previous had been spent preparing rooms for all of them. Charlie and Bill, the two oldest Weasleys, were to come the following week. Katie and Oliver had spent some time at school with them, being as they were quidditch players and Oliver was and still is obsessed with the sport.

Katie helped Ginny with her things, seeing as she had about twice as many bags as Fred and George combined and made her way up the stairs. She spent the rest of the afternoon trying to fix up the upstairs and the plumbing, which ended up having all the things Kreacher had stolen from the Black's hidden in the toilet. Fred and George tried to help, since they could use magic outside of school. Katie had them instead go up into Kreachers hiding place and coax him out. After anhour of arguing with the tempremental little house-elf, he ran off in a fit of curses back to his spot.

"Quite a friendlylittle bugger," George and Fred said.

Katie was just glad that she did not have to cook anymore. It became quite apparant when she moved in with Oliver after the Christmas holidays, and then to the Black house a few months later, that she would be the one cooking. Katie hated the stereotype, but decided not to even bother with that argument. She liked to cook, but it just got exhausting at times. Now that Molly was here, who was much more domesticatedand being a mother herself, took a load off of poor Katie. She didn't have to cook or try and clean the house alone anymore. She felt bad with all of the work Molly would now have to do, and walked into the kitchen to help Molly cook. Molly took one look at the dark circles under her eyes, and sent her up to her room to sleep.

It felt good to lay down after the events of the four previous days. The extra sleep would be much appreciated. When she laid down on Oliver's side of the bed she felt comforted by the smell of his cologne and fell asleep alomost instantly.

As Oliver walked by the room he saw Katie sigh in her sleep. He walked in and sat in the chair by the bed. She looked so peaceful, lying there it remindedhim of the days back at Hogwarts, without a care in the world. They were a normal couple and there was no fear of Voldemort. Even if there was concern about him returning, Katie and him were not involved in any way. As he watched his future wife sleep, he thought of all the ways this could be changed. If Katie becomes an important part of the war against Voldemort, he could loose her. The Death Eaters would be after her, there would be nowhere that she would be safe. He could become bait for them. She loved him dearly and would be blinded by her love for himand her duty as an Auror. He hoped it would never come to that. He looked at her hand, at the ring that shone back. Her hand was by the face that seemed to be appreciating the extra amount of shut eye. "I love you," he said quietly to her.

As if she had heard him, Katie opened her eyes and saw Oliver sitting in the chair. She smiled at him and crawled into his arms. As she rested her head on his shoulder, she said, "I told Sirius."

"Good for you Kates, what did he say."

"Congratulations."

"So we have his blessing?"

"Yes."

Oliver smiled and rested his head on Katie's. "When sould we have it then?"

"As soon as possible."

"July-"

"Twentieth."

"Perfect."

Katie took Oliver's hands and started tracing the scars again. Quidditch, fourth year, ran into him and we fell twenty feet to the ground, three days in the hospital wingapiece. Potions, seventh year... Oliver looked down at Katie, who was fast asleep. He pulled his hands out of her and held her tight, so he wouldn't drop his precious load, put her on the bed and fell asleep to the sound of her breathing. They didn't even hear the sound of Molly Weasley calling everyone for dinner, their favorite time of the day. For the first time in what felt like forever, the only thing that matter to them was eachother.