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Harry sat outside the door of the visitor's changing room. He'd been there for the better half of an hour. He could hear his wife's sobs, they slowed then began to pick up in pace. The door was locked, magically enforced and could not be broken down by muggle or magical ways.

"Ginny," he said leaning his head onto the door, "Please baby come out. I'm right here, we need to talk about this."

"Stop Harry. Just go away," Harry sighed as Ginny's voice trembled. Her sobs continued as Gwenog came up the hall and mentioned for him to come with her. The two of them walked in silenced, around the hall out onto the pitch and back in to a darkened hallway.

"This is the second door," Gwenog said to him quietly unlocking the door, "I wasn't going to say anything about it because it's never used and it's usually just kept for emergencies but she didn't come out so…anyway, when you finish come to my office and we can discuss a game plan about this whole mess," Harry just nodded his head and let himself into the overly big changing room. It was very bare, no colours as it was the visitors room. Harry scanned the room to see his beautiful wife sitting, crumpled in a ball against the first door.

Ginny looked up to her husband walking cautiously towards her. She smiled slightly, cursing herself for forgetting the back door.

"Should have known you'd get in eventually," she told him in a small cracked whisper. Harry smirked slightly before sliding down the wall to sit beside Ginny; he pulled her in to him wrapping his around her and kissing her forehead.

"You okay?" he asked her quietly.

"I guess, it's just that this was all over,"

"I'll talk to the press later today and get a retraction on the article. Then you can make a statement about it if you want, or I can do it,"

"I want to play this weekend," she said through her husband's raves about press conferences and retractions. Harry looked at her in confusion and did the only he how, he leant and kissed her.

"If that's what you want," he told her in a quiet whisper. She nodded slowly before closing her eyes and resting her head against her husband's shoulder. He was always saving her, "Come on then. It won't help the situation if you sit inside this room all day and not say anything or least have Gwenog say anything,"

"She was so mad when she saw that article," Ginny giggled slightly before whipping her eyes, "We should have told her when the season started. I knew it would get out, just knew it but I never knew that they would get everything that went on. That's what got me,"

"I know," Harry just nodded and agreed. When the young couple came to Gwenog's Ginny held up her hand to knock, only hesitating for a moment before knocking and entering without waiting.

"Before you say anything G," Ginny put her hands out in front of her stepping forward, "I know we should have told you before this and not waited for the worst to happen but it has now so there's nothing we can but stay strong and," she paused quickly to look back at Harry who just stared at her, "And I am going to play this Saturday, whether you think I should or not because I'm not hiding from this anymore,"

"Well, good because we can't win over the Arrows if our star chaser is driven from the game by a stupid reporter and it's stupid article," Gwenog smiled at the young girl who reminded her so much of herself when she was that age and the star of this team. Not that was any jealously between the two, okay maybe just a little.

M.A.G.I.C

"…so to finish this little explanation today, What happened in Australia was a terrible thing and my wife and I do not like to be reminded of it. This woman, someone who had problems of her own, formed a plan that fortunately had holes. The event happened four months ago this meaning it will not affect Ginny's place on the Harpies Quidditch team nor my position within the Auror department. That will be all," Harry took Ginny's hand in his own and led her off the platform and away from the crowds of reporters, flashing cameras and shouted questions. The two made their way to the apparition point in the ministry, smiled to the cameras one last time before disappearing,

M.A.G.I.C

The morning of a big match always felt the same to Ginny. The air had a certain smell; the home ground looked so clean it sparkled in the sun light. The bets had been placed on the best odds; the fans had their tickets, the different teams each confident that the games was in the bag for them. Early morning. Game day. Ginny Potter found herself dressed in her jeans, her team jacket that had her number and her name on the back and boots standing in the middle of their home stadium. She took in a deep breathe her excitement bubbling for the upcoming day. Every match felt the same, every time she stood here thinking through her tactics it felt the same.

Ginny bent her knees to the ground, running a hand through the grass on the pitch. She stood right in the centre the exact position where the Quaffle would be released in a few hours. As Ginny straightened up Harry walked on to the pitch, his hands stuffed in his pockets, hair messy as ever with a slight smile on his face.

"What are you doing here?" Ginny asked of her husband who had been asleep when she had left this morning.

"Well it's hard to say good luck if you aren't there when I wake up so I thought I would come to the pitch and say it," Harry had reached her in the centre of the pitch. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into a searing kiss, "Good Luck," he said once they had pulled away.

"Thank you," Ginny giggle before going back to examining the stands that would still be filled with fans come from everywhere to see them play.

"What are you think about?" asked Harry as he kissed her hair.

"The match. The wind conditions. You," she replied with a small smile, "I can't believe how lucky I was,"

"What do you mean lucky? I think I was the lucky one to get you," Harry told her gripping her waist more tightly.

"Ha that's real funny," She said giving him a small peck on the lips, "I just can't believe that I'm 'Ginny Potter Star Holyhead Harpies Chaser'. This is my life. I married to my childhood sweetheart and I have my dream job," she said looking around the stands once again. Harry chuckled slightly and kissed the side of her head as she looked around the stadium for what must have been the hundredth time.

"While I hate break the moment Mr Potter but I need my chaser in the change rooms, the gates open at 8 and its 7:30!" Gwenog shouted at the couple in the middle of her pitch. Harry sighed as Ginny wriggled from his grasp and started to walk away but not before she grabbed his hand to make him follow. They walked hand-in-hand to the entrance of the changing room. Harry grabbed her waist again pulling her closer. He rested his forehead against hers,

"Well good luck. I will be watching with whoever from the family turns up and Teddy from our box okay," He bent his head slightly and caught her lips in a searing kiss.

"Oh GROSS! Please, I understand urges and all that jazz but really in a corridor? Gez get a room Ginny," Bronte, the Harpies keeper, said getting laughs from Heidi and Tilly, the team beaters. Ginny rolled her eyes, flipped off the girls and wrapped her arms around Harry's neck pulling his lips back to her. She smiled into the kiss as she heard the girls making disgusted noises and enter the change room. She was going to pay for that one from their teasing but it was so worth it.

"I should go or you aren't going to be able to concentrate out there," Harry said finally, both of them catching there breathe, "And you should know, being married to your childhood sweetheart isn't luck," He dropped his voice to a whispers his hot breath against her ear sending shivers down her spine, "I will always love you, always have just didn't know then,"

"Okay," She said smiling up at him, "I'll see you and Teddy after the game then," She pecked his lips again, "I love you,"

"I love you too," Harry replied to her as he started to walk away from the change rooms. Ginny leant on the door watching him go, again thinking of just how lucky she is to have him.

"POTTER IN HERE NOW!"

Hello Readers,
Sorry for the little wait but because I'm currently on Holidays this story should be getting regular updates! Feel free to leave me reviews reminding me or send me a message asking for a quick update because that's really what makes me get a chapter out.

Okay. So from this chapter I two more chapters then I'm entering this story into the period between marriage and their first child so there is a good four year gap (By the way, it's the year 2000 in this story). I'm going to try my best to keep it interesting but I have a feeling that it's going to be hard to write as I have no idea for a plot twist or anything like that but I'm going to give you some fluffy stuff, include the Weasley's a little more.

I hope you bear with me and my story for the next couple weeks while we get through the (I don't know if I should say this?) boring part of this story most likely but hey there are gunna be a few surprises so keep reading the story and pick them up!

Always, hogwartslivy xo