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Chapter Ten: Lover's Paradise

Harry and Ginny appeared in the middle of a small clearing of trees. As she looked around she instantly recognized the area as the same coast that Harry had proposed to her at.

"What are we doing here?" Ginny asked as she stepped out of his arms to gaze at her surroundings.

"Well it just so happens that this place is amazing during the summer and it's a great spot to get away," Harry told her as he moved to the cliff, to gaze out over the ocean below. "Besides its one-year today that I proposed to you."

Ginny smiled at him as she walked over to wrap her arms around his waist. His hands rested on hers as she gazed over his shoulder to look at the ocean. They stood like that for a while, just enjoying being there together.

Harry turned around and picked Ginny up in his arms, making her squeal in protest. "Harry!"

"What?" He asked with a smile on his face.

"Put me down."

"Nah," with that they apparated into a small cottage that was set up on the beach two miles from their previous spot.

Ginny looked around at the cottage. It was small, only having a living room, kitchen, bedroom, and bathroom. A fire blazed in the fireplace and one of the windows was cracked slightly. It was completely furnished.

"Where are we?" She asked.

"My parent's summer cottage. I found it in the stacks of properties that my parents had. Mum and Dad bought it just out of school. Mum fell in love with it the moment she saw it and Dad wasn't going to say no to her. Sirius brought me here when I was learning my apparation."

Harry let her down and she turned to face him. "This is a wonderful place Harry, perfect spot for the summer."

He smiled down at her, leaning down to kiss her lightly. "I'm glad you approve of it. So what do you want for dinner?"

"Anything would be fine with me," she told him as she headed into their bedroom. The trunk was sitting at the foot of their bed and she moved to open it. While Harry was cooking Ginny dug out the bag of items that Lily had told her to get. She sat down on the comfy mattress and pulled out the dagger and sword. After a minute of digging she finally found the instructions.

As part of being an honorary Potter-to-be, you are bestowed these gifts. The dagger has magical properties of its own; it never misses its intended target and comes in quite handy if throwing. The sword has locating spells on it which allows you to track your beloved but there are also the rings to go with it. If you say his name and gaze into the steel on the blade you will be able to see wherever he is at.

Now, to properly work both the dagger and the sword is fairly simple. Since we can't always carry the weapons we have devised a way that allows it to be hidden from view. You must hold the dagger or sword in your left hand and state your name and the name of your Potter. It will flare into life and disappear. There will be a sort of tattoo on the underside of your wrist in the shape of a dagger and sword. They are hidden within you and can be easily called on.

To retrieve the dagger or sword just touch your wand to the symbol and they will appear in your hand.

"Well that seems pretty straight forward," Ginny mumbled. "A lot easier to do too when you know what to do." Ginny held the dagger in her left hand. Taking a deep breath she started. "Ginevra Molly Weasley and Harry James Potter."

The dagger gleamed a bright red and disappeared. Ginny turned her wrist over and sure enough a black tattoo in the shape of the dagger was on her wrist. With a smile she repeated the process with the sword. When that was done she found the two pictures overlapping, forming a sort of X on her wrist. She put the note back into her bag and dug for the letter that was left in her bag.

Dear the next future Mrs. Potter,

As part of the custom I have written this letter to inform you of what you will be getting into once you marry my son. Knowing that one day he will grow up to be an amazing person, I know you are just as well. While Harry has the weight of the world on his shoulders he will always need a strong woman beside him. If you are reading this then it means that is exactly what he has found.

All Potter men have a tendency to be thick headed but once they set their minds on something it always gets done. They are extremely possessive and they love with all their hearts. If you ever worry about losing them to someone else it is pretty much never going to happen, another perk of marrying a Potter.

Now, I can't say that all of the women have remained faithful but I know that I would never do such a thing to James. I love him too much and for too long to imagine myself with any other man.

My advice to you is just to love him. With as much as he has to deal with he needs to feel as if he is loved, so he can get through this battle and come out with hope for a brighter future. I know that being in love with him or being with him will cause many problems, but that shouldn't make you stay away, if anything you should spend as much time together as possible.

I wish you the best of luck in the coming years and I couldn't be happier that Harry has found someone who will love him for who he is.

Lily Potter

Ginny smiled sadly. She brushed the tear from her eyes as she placed the letter back in the bag. Then, she picked up the bag and placed the things back into the trunk. The rest of the books she had time to read later.

She headed out of the bedroom, having changed into a pair of jeans and a white button down shirt. Her red hair was pulled back out of her face and she moved into the doorway to the kitchen.

Harry moved around the kitchen, cooking the food. Ginny leaned against the doorframe and watched him as he worked. The letter was still floating around her head. She had to agree with Lily, she had loved Harry for far too long to imagine herself with any other man. No one could ever love her, make her weak in the knees just by smiling, or hold her as tightly as Harry could.

When she was younger she had been in love with the boy-who-lived but after the Chamber she fell in love with Harry James Potter, the son of Lily and James Potter. While she would have waited an eternity for him she was very glad that she hadn't had to wait long. Her heart belonged to one person and one person only.

She remembered quite well that morning three years ago when her life began to change. When she had landed on his chest, it had felt so right, had felt so nice. He had been so kind too about it, like it didn't embarrass him one bit, he actually smiled. Then, the morning of the game. She had been having so much trouble sleeping for the past week with all those 'visions' she was having.

Ginny didn't think she would make it all the way to the portkey, let alone another five feet. He had dropped behind to see what was wrong and offered to carry her. Even though she was small she still knew she had to be quite heavy for him. He had dropped his pack and carried her the entire way without so much as a complaint.

Then, at the game, he had stayed with her for the entire time. It was the first time she could ever remember having so much fun. His presence made her smile, made her happy. That morning when they were leaving. She had been so worried, the dreams had plagued her through the entire night. So instead of lying in bed, she had headed down early. She was surprised when he came stumbling down the stairs. They had talked and she had made him promise to be careful. The sincerity in his eyes, the feel of his hand on hers, his hand on her cheek, she could still remember that moment with perfect clarity. It had really been a turning point in their growing relationship.

Memories of the common room that night flooded her mind. The photo album had slipped out of his hands and hit the floor, the noise startling her awake. She was definitely surprised to find herself in the common room and Harry sleeping in an armchair not far from him. She had picked up the photo album and began flipping through it. When he had woke up they had talked more then he had taken those pictures. A smile came to her face as she remembered the first picture she had ever taken with him.

The days had progressed steadily bringing them even closer together and she was enjoying every moment of it. She was falling faster and harder for him then ever before. His smile made her knees weak, when he held her hand her heartbeat increased, and when he just watched her, she could feel herself flush.

Then what her brother had said after he had been forced into the tournament. She would have beat him if Harry hadn't held her back that night, to which Ron still has no idea that Harry was there. It almost killed her to watch him go against the dragon. When he hit the wall, she remembered crying out as she watched it. She was more then pleased when he had come out alone. To be honest, she had no idea what made her stay but she was glad that she did. That kiss, she could still remember it quite well.

Of course, Harry hadn't asked her out but he didn't shut her out either. They proceeded on and he had even asked her to the ball. The ball was absolutely amazing and he had look so good in his robes. Then later in the garden then the common room. It was her idea of heaven.

Her eyes focused again on the man in front of her. His black hair was just as unruly as ever, she would have to get him to cut his hair soon. Working out seemed to agree with him as she could see his muscles move.

Harry turned to look at her, smiling slightly as he saw the glazed look in her eyes. Ginny met his eyes, a smirk playing on her lips.

What are you thinking about love? He asked her as he turned back to preparing dinner.

How much I love you.

And what have you come to?

That I love you with all my heart and soul and that you are the only man with whom I would ever be truly happy with. Also that I would never be complete without you.

Harry smiled again, turning to face his future wife. He reached his hand out to her and she moved to take it. He pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her waist, while her arms held him around the neck. We will always be together. I love you with every fiber of my being and there is no one in the world who could compare to you in my eyes. You are my world, my everything, and I love you.

Ginny smiled at him, kissing him lightly. "Now I have the right to say that I have loved you for longer."

Harry laughed. "What makes you say that?"

"Because I have been in love with you from the moment I laid eyes on you."

"Oh really?"

"No, not really, I just had a huge crush on you. I fell in love with you right after the chamber incident."

"Hm, well then you do win," he said lightly as he kissed her neck. She smiled. "But I can safely say that I have won your heart."
"You've owned it for years."

Harry grinned as he looked up at her. "So have you love."

She smiled and pulled out of his arms. "There is something I want to show you after dinner."

He nodded his head, watching her as she exited the kitchen. Ginny smiled to herself as she made her way to their room. She began putting away some of the clothes.

"Dinner," Harry called twenty minutes later. Ginny came out of the room and into their kitchen. Harry had the table set up and was setting the food down.

He held out the chair as she moved to sit down.

"Always the gentlemen aren't you?"

"But of course, especially for you."

Ginny smiled. "So what have you made?"
"Spaghetti, garlic bread, salad, and some butterbeer."

"Sounds good to me."

The two fell into a comfortable silence as they ate. Neither of them really needed to speak, they knew everything already. When dinner was finally done they cleaned up the kitchen and headed into the living room.

Harry settled down onto the couch but Ginny remained standing. "Alright Harry time to show you."

"Show me what?"

"Close your eyes."

He complied with her wish. Ginny closed her eyes and moved through the bond. Alright, I want you to open your eyes now, Ginny said softly in his mind.

Slowly Harry opened his eyes. He gasped when he saw everything. It was completely different then what he had ever seen. His own magic could never show him the colors of the world like Ginny's phoenix powers could. The colors danced and were alive. He had never seen anything so spectacular before. His eyes slowly roamed over to where Ginny stood.

Her hands were held behind her back, her eyes were closed, and her head tilted slightly. She smiled when she realized he was looking at her. Harry looked at the gold color that seemed to cover her entire body, making her glow.

You look like a goddess, he said into her mind.

Slowly her own eyes opened and Harry was struck again by just how beautiful she was. Her brown eyes glowed with such love that it made her whole body brighten.

I want to show you what you look like.

Harry's eyes slid shut as he reached into her mind. He could see himself, sitting on the couch. He gave off the same beautiful gold that Ginny had, where it pulsed through his body.

You are my god, she told him in her mind. Open your eyes.

Slowly Harry's eyes opened and he could still see from Ginny's perspective. He could see the glow of power that his green eyes gave off but the love in his own eyes heightened his color just like it did for Ginny.

Harry's perspective switched back to his normal vision and he just stared at the beauty before him. Ginny smiled wider as she met his gaze.

This is amazing, he said in awe.

It is, it feels like for the first time you are seeing everything in color right?

That's it. Everything breathes magic, pulses with life, holds some sort of magical trait to it.

It's amazing. The first time I saw you it was amazing. The gold was mixed within you and I could see your power boost still conforming to you. Your eyes were more irresistible and the bond between us burned so brightly I was surprised I could still see.

At these words Harry finally registered the thick line of gold that connected them. Our bond, he said more to himself then to her.

It is there, just as thick, no matter how far apart we are. It's getting thicker too. You should see the girls. They are such bright lights. Mum, the family, its so amazing to see them in such a perspective.

I will have to see that soon. His eyes roamed over Ginny again, taking her whole frame in. She was still growing for the most part but more into the woman she would soon become. He was quite pleased with her height.

Ginny, realizing the turn his thoughts had taken, smirked slightly. She stepped forward, taking his hand in hers and pulling him to his feet, and leading him towards their bedroom.

"The water is so warm," Ginny said with a smile as she dove into the splashing waves. Harry watched from the beach, a smile on his face. She resurfaced a few feet away from where she had dove under. "Harry! Come join me please."

"I prefer watching you," he said with a smile.

"But I want you here," she said with a pout on her face.

Harry chuckled and got to his feet. They had bought some new swimsuits in town. Harry had gotten a pair of dark green swim trunks; apparently Ginny preferred that color on him. Ginny had gotten a black bikini, to which he had been more than happy for her to get.

Ginny moved closer to shore, meeting him half way. She took his hand and pulled him into the water. "Let's have some fun love," she told him as she shoved him into the water.

He came up, spluttering the whole time to glare at Ginny, who was laughing. "Oh I'll get you back for that!" Harry launched himself at her. The two fell into the water, but Ginny managed to get free.

The afternoon was spent swimming and lying on the beach. Ginny was lying on her stomach, enjoying the hot sun when Harry reappeared.

"Where did you go?" She asked as she looked up at him.

"To get you something to eat, unless you don't want it," he said with a shrug.

"Oh thank you," she said happily as she sat up. Harry dropped down beside her and handed her fish and chips. Ginny pushed back her sunglasses and moved to sit against Harry.

He smiled and wrapped an arm around her. The two ate in silence, watching the waves crash against the beach.

"Here I'll take those," Harry said as he took the plates the food had been on."

She smiled up at him as he left. Ginny pushed her glasses back down on her face and continued to watch the waves. A group of young men were passing by at the time. One of them spotted her and pointed it out to his friends.

"Hello Miss," one of the teens said.

Ginny looked up at them, raising an eyebrow at him. "Hello," she said politely.

"My friends and I were wondering if you would care to join us," he said.

She tilted her head up so she could get a better look at him. He had short brown hair and striking blue eyes. He would definitely be considered good looking, with his athletic build and muscled chest but he did nothing for her.

"Sorry, but I am too busy."

"Oh come on it would be fun," one of the other boys said.

"Sorry," she said as she turned to look back out over the ocean.

"There will be a bunch of kids our age. It's a lot of fun," the first boy insisted.

"I doubt it would be fun for my fiancé and myself," she said indifferently.

"Fiancé?" One of the other boys said.

"Yes, he's on his way back and he's pretty possessive so I'd get going if I were you," Ginny warned them. She could feel Harry's annoyance, as he grew closer to her.

"We aren't scared," the first said. Ginny glared at him through her sunglasses. The look in his eyes was the same she had seen in Dean's before she had turned him into a squib.

"I would be," she said. "He doesn't like it when people bother me or him for that matter. He's really possessive."

The boys laughed. Harry finally reached her. "Can I help you gentlemen?" He asked in a calm voice.

"Yes, we were hoping to take her with us to a party," the first boy said.

"Did you want to go?" Harry asked Ginny.

"Of course not, why would I want to go with them?"

Harry smirked. "What's that supposed to mean?" One of the boys asked.

"That she doesn't want to waste her time on boys when she has a man."

The five of them looked like they could kill. "Who are you calling a boy?" The third one demanded. "We are older than you are."

Ginny laughed now. "You are boys, not men. Trust me, you have never had to deal with what he has or myself for that matter. Now go away before he gets upset."

"You don't scare us," the fifth said.

"You should be scared," Harry said.

"Oh Harry leave them alone, they are wasting our time."

Harry shrugged as he sat down behind her. She moved her arms so he could sit behind her and he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her back against him. She settled down between his legs, wrapping one of hers with his.

The group of boys watched this in annoyance. Shaking their heads they began to leave them alone. Ginny turned and smiled up at him. "No going into possessive mode dear."

"But the way they were looking at you…what did you expect me to do?"

"Let me handle things," she said as she pulled his head down to hers. The kiss was long and Harry held her tighter to him. Better? She asked when they had finally pulled apart.

Much better. Ginny smiled to herself and settled against him.

Ginny rolled over and realized that Harry wasn't where he usually was. Frowning, she opened her eyes. Their bedroom was empty and there was no light on in the bathroom. Sighing, Ginny sat up in the bed. After putting on her robe she left the room, heading into the kitchen. The living room and kitchen were both empty.

She didn't like to panic, she generally knew Harry wouldn't take off without some kind of warning. Ginny moved to the fridge and pulled out something to eat. Once it was heated up she headed into the living room, where she flipped on the TV.

It was about a half hour later when Harry came in the door. He spotted Ginny instantly. "Hey," he said as he set the bags down on the table in the kitchen.

"Where did you run off to?"

"Just to get some more food," he said as he came back into the living room. He bent down and kissed her. "You're up early."

"My pillow was gone," she said simply as she pulled him onto the couch beside her. With a wave of her hand, the food was put away. Harry smirked as she wrapped his arm around her.

"How does going into town tonight sound?"

"Wonderful, where are we going?"

"To the theater, they have a play on Romeo and Juliet tonight."

"That sounds wonderful. Hermione let me read the play when I was in my second year. It was pretty good, she let me read a few of his works."

"It's good."

"What time does it start?"

"Six, why?"

"Just curious."

"So enjoying vacation so far?"
"Very much so. Can we go down to the beach for a bit?"

"Sure," Harry said as they both headed to change.

They spent the remainder of the morning and afternoon out on the beach. At about four they headed back to get ready for their night out. Harry was in a pair of jean shorts and a shirt with a giant 'G' on it in a maroon color. Ginny was in a pair of white shorts, with her 'Weird Sisters' t-shirt, and a pair of white trainers.

"You are wearing that shirt?" She asked with a slight smirk.

"It was the only one clean," he said with a shrug and she rolled her eyes.

They headed into the town which was a twenty minute walk. People crowded the streets. Music was being played and people were enjoying their summer nights. Ginny had her hand held in his and was gazing around at the groups of people. The young couple didn't notice that they passed the same group of boys from earlier.

The theater wasn't hard to find and they made their way to their seats. It wasn't long before the play started. It last a good three hours and they applauded when it was all over.

"So what did you think?" Harry asked as they exited the theater.

"It's good but I don't see why people don't just check."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean Romeo could have spared himself all the trouble of killing himself if he had actually gone to see the guy in the first place. Why trust a messenger?"

"Well he was supposed to be pretty trustworthy, otherwise they would never have asked him to take the message."

"See, even if you trust them, doesn't mean you get all the information just what they feel like giving you. There is so much that can go wrong. They died before they even had a chance to actually live their lives. That's what happens when parents are too stubborn to admit that they were wrong. This whole thing would never have happened had they been good parents."

"The parents didn't even know."

"Not the point. They could have ended this stupid feud years ago, but they continued on. Did they not think of the possibilities of a marriage between the families? In all likely hood they would have benefited greatly if they had."

"That's true but then it wouldn't be one of the greatest tragedies in history now would it?"

"I suppose not but all human society is flawed. As humans we are stuck with problems such as greed, lust, murder, jealously, and stubbornness. While these aren't the only flaws humans have, they cause so many problems."

"Well there is no such thing as a perfect society. We will always want more than what we have. It's just the way we were created."

"Then it seems reasonable that God would try to flood the earth then wouldn't it? Then again it seems a tad bit unfair in some standards. Not all things can be so easily washed away."

"Which is true. Since we are human, we are naturally going to be flawed. Until the point where we turn into robots there is no hope for a complete and total utopian society."

Ginny smiled up at Harry. "As long as there are people who want more than what they should have, then there will be problems."

"But there is also the good points about being us. Our capacity to love, to feel, to enjoy the world that we live on."

"Respect the world and all that is on it."

Harry smiled down at Ginny. She wrapped her arm around his waist, holding him against her. "It was good though, they did a marvelous job."

"They really did, it was fun. We should come to the next show. Apparently they will be performing Macbeth."

"Oh, that was a pretty good story. Considering the three witches in the story are referred to as the 'weird sisters'."

"That's how the band got its name Harry."

"I've only been in the wizarding world for six years, you can't expect me to know everything Gin."

"I don't, after all I had to tell you all about the Quidditch world cup."

"Ha ha, very funny Gin. I wasn't that bad."

"Harry, I spent a few hours explaining everything to you."

Harry shrugged at this and opened the door to their cottage.

A/N: UPDATE! just like I promised, this is the first one for tonight, expect another in a couple of hours. I hope to get some reviews for BOTH chaps if it isn't too much of a hassle for all of you to do.

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