They stayed in bed till mid morning, then finally rose, once the cats climbed on the bed, seeking breakfast. They fed them and let them and the dog out, then showered together.

Ginny had a call from Ben, who had rung her to tease her about Steven's over-protectiveness. He assured Harry he was fine with the relationship and had told his twin the same. He then answered some queries from Harry regarding Hailey and the new job, reassured Ginny he was fine and eating well, then they disconnected.

They were just planning what to make for lunch when there was a knock at the door. Ginny thought it may be Steven, come to apologise after speaking with his brother. She certainly wasn't expecting Luna, or the gloomy look on her face. "Luna!" she exclaimed.

Luna's gloomy look turned into one of musing. " You're glowing. You look like you just had great sex!"

Ginny didn't take offence. "Yeah, well, that would do it," she quipped, stepping aside to allow Luna to enter.

Luna looked surprised, as if she hadn't expected Ginny to admit to it. "So I guess Harry liked the sexy underwear, then?"

Harry popped his head out of the kitchen. " Harry liked them very much, thanks. Hi Luna," he greeted, while Ginny blushed.

Luna looked between the two. "Well, well, isn't this cosy," she teased. She calmly walked into the house, stating, "I think my marriage is over."

It was the last thing Ginny had expected to hear. She hurried after Luna, while Harry looked startled, and immediately popped back to the kitchen to give them some privacy.

"Luna, what are you talking about? Rolf loves you," asked Ginny.

"I just get tired of all the travelling sometimes. I recently realised I want to actually stay in one place for a few months, even a year. Is that too much to ask?" she asked rhetorically. "Apparently so," she continued, answering her own question. "I'm here, working on our latest book, and he's already off, planning the next one. That's why he went to Australia. He could have stayed here with me, helped me settle into our new house and help me with the book...but no. God, sometimes I hate men! No, actually, just Rolf!" She huffed for emphasis.

"Anyone for Sangria?" asked Harry, holding a large empty jug in his hand. "I have all I need to make some...either that, or Margaritas?"

Ginny and Luna looked at each other, then back to Harry. " Margaritas," they chorused. Grinning, Harry nodded and retreated to the safety of the kitchen.

Ginny led Luna out to the porch swing. Luna curled in the corner, using one foot to set it swinging slowly.

"Luna, you and Rolf have been travelling together for years. You barely even stopped when you gave birth to the twins. The longest I think you've stayed here is the six or so months when the twins were what, two, three? That was when I first met you, at the 'parents of twins' meeting, remember?" asked Ginny.

Luna smiled at the memory. "Such a long time ago. You know, it never really bothered me before, the constant travelling. My dad was ill, so we moved back home with him in Ottery St Catchpole. We were there for nine months. I had to make sure dad was fully recovered before we took off again. I'm all he has, you know, well, me and the boys," she added. "So why now?" she asked.

" Do you think it's because you just sold your dad's home, so you're looking for roots?" asked Ginny gently.

Luna shrugged. " Maybe."

Harry came out, balancing a tray with a jug of margaritas, two glasses and a tray of appetisers. Ginny pulled a small outdoor table closer for him to put everything onto.

As he leant over, his shorts pulled taut across his butt. Ginny couldn't help herself from running her hand up the back of his leg, making him start in surprise.

"Sorry," she grinned," couldn't resist."

He grinned back, cupped the back of her head and kissed her hard, but briefly. "Do you see me complaining?" he said, before returning to the house, the dog following him in hopes of a feed.

"God, you're so cute," said Luna, miserably. "How could you possibly not know that man had feelings for you?" she asked.

"Luna, we're not talking about me and Harry, we're talking about you and Rolf. You know, you've been a bit off in the clouds the last few times we've talked. You didn't even ask us to help you move to your new house; you know we would have helped. Instead you organised everything by yourself," said Ginny. "I thought you and Rolf would take care of that together, the last time you were both home."

"Cleaning dad's house and packing all his stuff away, it was hard; very personal. I did tell Rolf and the boys I needed space to do it own," conceded Luna, "and the moving company I hired brought all the big furniture in to our new place. None of it matches, I need to redecorate."

"Has Rolf even seen your new home?" asked Ginny.

"Sure, I Skyped him, showed him around before I brought it," said Luna, " and I just assumed he'd return to England with me to work on the book. But no, once he got word about a sighting of that creature in Australia, he was on the next plane."

"Have you asked him to come home?" asked Ginny, gently. She had never seen Luna this despondent in her relationship. "He won't know you need him if you don't tell him."

Luna sighed deeply, staring into her margarita. "I've never been the clingy type, Ginny, never been one to need Rolf by my side, 24/7. I mean, we work together, we have children together. We've been together over twenty years, damnit. Shouldn't he notice, shouldn't he realise he's needed here? That I need him."

Ginny reached over to grab Luna's hand in consolation. "He's also not a mind reader, Luna. You asked for space, he's giving you space. I think you need to tell him you want him to come home. Then, for heaven's sake, sit down and talk to him. God, this margarita is good," she sighed.

Luna agreed silently, taking a sip. " Your Harry is a keeper, I think," she teased gently. Ginny smiled, and Luna squeezed her hand. "I like seeing you so happy. How long has this been a thing?"

"Well, things...happened after the wedding last weekend, and I stayed at his till Tuesday, then he turned up here on Friday night. I took him to meet my parents last night, and he also met Steven, Lucy and the boys. Teddy and Mikey absolutely idolise him, they call him Grandpa Harry," chuckled Ginny.

"Oh, that's adorable. I'm really happy you're happy, Ginny," said Luna. "Have you heard from Hermione?"

" She's still in Scotland but she'll be back next week. She's decided to stay at the school in the teacher's quarters rather than rent a place in town; she said the school is fascinating," Ginny told her.

Luna yawned. "She'll make a great teacher," she said tiredly. She stretched. "I'm going to go home and call Rolf. You're right, Ginny, I asked for space and that's what he gave me. Now I need to let him know I want him to come home," she said, standing.

"Why don't you stay for lunch, Luna?" offered Ginny. "It will probably just be sandwiches or something easy."

Luna smiled gratefully. " No, this is your time with Harry, and I don't want to cut into that. I'll be fine."

"Are you sure you'll be okay to drive?" asked Ginny, as they walked back into the house.

Harry looked up as they came into the kitchen. He stopped preparing sandwiches, noting Luna picked up her bag and put her sunglasses on, despite it being October.

"Hey, I'm making lunch," he said, gesturing to all the meats and assortments in front of him.

"Luna, please stay," implored Ginny. "Just for lunch. Besides, you can't ring just yet, think of the time difference."

"I suppose so," said Luna, removing her sunglasses and dropping her bag, " but I don't want to intrude."

"It's fine," said Ginny. "We have a few hours till Harry will have to leave to head back to London."

"So you'll mostly catch up on weekends, then?" asked Luna, sitting at the island bench and watching Harry make sandwiches.

Ginny shrugged. "I guess so. Something we'll have to discuss, I suppose." Harry nodded in agreement, hating the reminder that they were going to have to part very soon.

Luna stayed for the sandwiches and shared a pot of tea before heading home, promising to have them over to the new house soon.

Harry and Ginny cleaned the kitchen and did the dishes, working side by side and not saying much. After, Ginny led him back to the porch swing, and they lay together, talking about this and that; nothing serious. The whole point was simply to be as close to each other as they could, while they could.

"I'm so glad you came down, this has been a great weekend," she said softly to him, as they walked together to his car.

Harry tossed his bag into the passenger seat. "I hate to leave but I do have a big week at work."

She kissed him lightly. "My turn to come to yours, then."

He smiled, hugging her tight. "Is this how it's going to be, one weekend at mine, one at yours?"

"For now, I guess. I really can't think of anything else, can you?" asked Ginny. "Will you call or text when you get home?"

He kissed her forehead. "Of course, sweetheart."

The long drive home made him realise how far he had fallen for Ginny. He had no desire to return to his empty town house, but didn't know what the solution to their constant separations was. But he guessed he had a whole week to think about it before he'd see her again.

And they did have their phone calls to look forward to.

~00~

A week later, Luna again arrived at Ginny's door. "I can't stay long, I'm on my way to the airport. I'm flying to Australia to be with Rolf," she informed Ginny.

"But what happened to staying in one place for awhile, writing the book, re-decorating the new house?" asked a bewildered Ginny.

"I do love my new house," sighed Luna, "but it just doesn't feel like home, not yet. That's when I realised, my home is Rolf. Wherever he is, that's where I want to be. I'll write the book on the road, as I've done in the past." She flopped down heavily on Ginny's sofa.

"Are you sure, Luna? You only just got home," said Ginny.

Luna nodded. "I'm sure. I do have a favour to ask you, though. It's a big one, so feel free to say no."

"What is it?" asked Ginny.

"Will you hire an interior decorator for me? Oversee the work, make sure they don't rip me off. Oh, and hire someone to fix the garden out back. I'd like a little retreat out there," she said dreamily.

"Luna, are you sure you want me to do that?" asked Ginny.

"Sure! We can Skype about furniture and colours and stuff, but I don't want to get too bogged down in it. I trust you, Ginny, to find me someone to make my house a haven when we come home. Please Ginny. Here, I've left a cheque to get the ball rolling." Luna handed it to Ginny, who tried not to gasp at the amount.

"Wow, that's a pretty big cheque," said Ginny, impressed despite herself.

"I need a lot done. Here, I wrote a list." She handed Ginny an A4 size piece of paper.

Ginny read through it, then flipped it over, seeing more details on the back. "Luna, this is a lot...but I do have an idea."

Luna smiled and stood, hugging Ginny. "That's why I know I can trust you. Well, must go, aeroplanes to catch, husbands to meet."

Ginny hugged her back. " Will you be home for Christmas?" she asked.

"Heavens, no, we're meeting the boys in Sweden. Take care, Ginny and thank you." Luna propped her sunglasses on and waved goodbye.

Ginny thought for a moment, then dialled Harry. She needed Sammi's work number, pronto!

/*/*/*

"It's a great location," said Sammi, walking around, " a lot of potential to work with."

Ginny followed her. She had declined Harry's offer to join them as they walked through Luna's new house. Ginny felt this could be a real turning point in her relationship with Harry's eldest daughter, and wanted to do this on her own. Besides, if she didn't think Sammi was the right person for the job, she would tell her then and there. Harry and Daniel were waiting back at her house for their ladies to return.

"Luna is a very tactile person, she likes touch and she likes to be comfortable. Rolf is quite manly but can be very abstract. He won't notice the little touches you add to the place, but Luna will. Open and airy, not minimalistic but she wouldn't want clutter; she'd want to create her own when she's home. There's some furniture in the shed in storage from her dad's old home; I'm sure she'd like you to incorporate some of that, if you can, particularly in the room she wants as an office," explained Ginny.

"It's a lot to do. Why don't I go back to my office, draw up some ideas, some colour palettes and get back to you," offered Sammi.

" Sounds good. Perhaps we can Skype with Luna too, so she can see what you have planned. Then it will really be her decision if she wants to continue with your services," explained Ginny.

"That sounds reasonable," agreed Sammi. She looked out the front to the view of the sea. "Have you any plans for the garden?"

Ginny nodded. " With that view, I was thinking perhaps a deck or something out there, with a comfy chair or swing; big enough for tables and chair. Out the back, Luna wants an easy care garden. I've contacted Neville to come down for a look, see what he thinks he can do."

"He'd like that, he did our back yard, you know, I mean, dad's back yard," Sammi corrected.

"Yes, your dad told me. So, you're really keen to do it?" asked Ginny. "It's a big job, and if Luna gives you the go ahead, I'll be here a lot, checking on things. I'd rather do it with someone I know, someone I like. Someone I trust."

Sammi smiled a genuine smile. " Thank you, Ginny. It really is a great opportunity for me too, you know. This would be quite a notch in my portfolio, it might mean I get more high profile opportunities at work. And I think we'd make a great team, working together."

"I think so, too." Ginny felt a huge relief, feeling that she had finally broken through to connect with Sammi. " What do you say we get back to mine? I'll ring Harry, tell him to fire up the barbecue."

"Sounds lovely," agreed Sammi, as they locked the house and headed to Ginny's car. " And perhaps we could indulge in some of that lovely Spanish wine?"

Ginny nodded. " To celebrate what will hopefully be a win-win situation for us both. So, to us!"

Sammi laughed. " To us!"

~00~

Neville was as enthusiastic as Sammi had been. He had a head start, as he had at least met Luna and had already Skyped with her before seeing the place. "It's not much, but I could do a lot with it," he mused, walking around.

"It's a great house," noted Harry, for he and Ginny had lead Neville and Hannah down in their respective cars. The other couple had agreed to come down for the weekend, to inspect Luna's garden then back to Ginny's for dinner and talking. They would stay the night and they would all head to the markets tomorrow and lunch out somewhere, before they would take Harry back with them in the afternoon the next day, for he had caught the train down.

"She wants easy care," reminded Ginny, "and yellow, lots of yellow. It makes her happy," she informed Hannah and Harry. She looked back at Neville. "I love what you did for Harry's place, and I think Luna would like something like that. A shaded area with a small table and chairs,or maybe a little reading nook, a bench or something. Fairy lights, oh, and wind chimes. Wind chimes are very Luna," explained Ginny.

" I have some great ideas for this place," enthused Neville, " and I can still use a lot of the existing garden. Shouldn't take more than a week of work," he calculated.

" Great. Can you sketch it up, so we have something to show Luna. Not the wind chimes or lights and that, but the layout and the plants?" asked Ginny. They were Face-Timing with Luna later that night.

" Just something basic, but sure. Shouldn't take too long a all. Do you have paper and pencils back at yours?" asked Neville.

" A whole drawer full from Teddy and Mikey," nodded Harry. "We had them over last night," he explained to Hannah.

" You should see the pictures they drew of Harry," teased Ginny. "They took three of them home but I did put two of them on the fridge. He's their hero!"

" That's so adorable," gushed Hannah. " Do they still call you Grandpa?"

"Yep," grinned Harry, " and its sort of growing on me."

" Well, its only a matter of time before Sammi and Daniel make you a real grandpa, mate," said Neville, patting him on the shoulder. "Good practice, yeah?"

Harry smiled weakly at the thought of his daughter, his baby, having a baby of her own.

"I don't think Sammi and Daniel have any immediate plans," reasoned Ginny, squeezing Harry's hand as they headed back to the cars. " Just something Hailey said to me," she told Harry, at his querying look.

" Well, time will tell," said Hannah. " So, see you back at yours, then? We'll follow you again."

Harry and Ginny buckled up and Ginny started to drive away. "It will happen some day, you know that, right?" she asked, referring to Sammi and Daniel starting a family.

"Yeah," he sighed.

"It's a good thing, really. And Daniel will take good care of her, and she's close to you in the city. It will be fine, Harry. Dont' borrow trouble," she said firmly.

He chuckled. "Always there to keep me on my toes, aren't you? Thanks, love," he said.

/*/*/*

Mid October saw Harry at the airport, farewelling Hailey. He made her promise to ring him once a week, and to call him anytime if she needed him. Giggling with excitement, Hailey agreed, hugging him hard before turning to go through the international departure doors that would take his daughter away from him for at least three months.

The end of October and early November brought with it Ginny's trip to Paris with Steven, Lucy and the boys. Bill and Fleur, with their three grandchildren (two from Victoria and one from Nicki) had left the day before, giving their children and spouses a welcome break. Bill and the eldest grandson, Will, met them as the stepped off the Chunnel, whisking them away to the Delacour's huge home, where a dinner awaited them.

Harry kept track of their week long holiday via messages from Ginny and checking her Facebook page. He was happy to see her having fun with her family but he missed her terribly. They had enough separations to deal with, so he wanted to be with her as often as he could. But he knew this trip had been planned for ages, and besides, he had plans of his own.

He drove Sammi and Daniel down to Godric's Hollow, leaving early in the morning. Harry had let them talk, adding occasional comments but mostly just grunting when either of them paused for him to comment. Ginny was due back the next day and their paths could literally pass, as he returned to London and she returned to Bristol.

His daughter noticed he wasn't himself and watched him closely. His mother probably would have noticed it too, if she wasn't watching James. Both men had a close relationship to Sirius and had grieved his loss terribly. This day wasn't easy for either of them, even after all these years.

They spent lunch sharing memories of Sirius as they looked at photos of happy times, now passed. After lunch they walked to St Jerome's church, stopping to chat with the minister. James slipped away to visit Sirius' grave alone. Harry joined him shortly after, then Lily and Sammi joined them; Daniel staying in the background.

It was a sombre group that returned to the Potter's cottage. Hailey's Facetime call was just the tonic they needed, her enthusiasm for her new job contagious. She was currently in Sydney but she and Ben were heading to meet Rolf in Tasmania the following day. She gushed about climbing the iconic Sydney Harbour Bridge with Ben and some of his friends, and the plans they had for later that day. Shw was also interested to hear about Sammi's plans for Luna's house, which were starting the next week.

She had been just about to hang up when Harry blurted out, "Wait!" Lily, Sammi and James looked at him curiously.

"Dad, what is it?" asked Hailey.

"It's about Ginny," he said quickly. "Ginny and me," he amended.

" What is it?" asked Hailey.

" We're...well, you know she means a lot to me. We've gotten closer since the wedding and...well..."

"Dad, are you telling us...you're together?" asked Hailey.

Harry nodded.

"That's just brilliant," exclaimed Hailey. " You two are so great together."

"Your father and I very happy for you, Harry," smiled Lily.

Harry looked at Sammi, who looked uncomfortable. "Sammi?"

"What about Mum?" she asked sadly. "I don't want you to forget her." It had been in the back of her mind since she had spent time with Ginny at Luna' house. How happy her dad was; how easy and right he and Ginny seemed to be.

Harry reached out to grasp his daughter's hand. "I could never forget your mother, I see her in you and Hailey every time I look at you. Beautiful, strong and amazing women. I miss your mother, and I've missed being part of a couple. Then I met Ginny again, after all these years and suddenly I wasn't as lonely any more. I'd like you girls to give us your blessing for our relationship," he said.

"Of course, Dad. See, I knew the two of you would end up together, ages ago," smirked Hailey, knowingly.

Harry smiled, then looked at his eldest daughter. " Sammi?"

Daniel put his arm around her protectively. "Not that it matters, but I think the two of you are great," he said, encouragingly.

"Thanks, Daniel. Come on, Sammi, tell me what you're thinking. Don't hold back, love," he encouraged.

Sammi shook her head. "I like Ginny, Dad, I really do...and I can see you've been happier since she came into your life. So, if it means that much to you..." – she sucked in a breath, then expelled loudly – "you have my blessing."

Harry sighed in relief. " Thank you, love, it really does mean everything to me," he said.

"There's just one thing left to do to make it official," teased Hailey.

"What's that?" asked a much happier Harry.

"You have to change your status on Facebook. You know, 'in a relationship with...' said Hailey.

Harry wrinkled his nose. "I don't think that's something for me and Ginny," he said, rarley going on Facebook at all.

"Oh, go on, Dad," agreed Sammi.

Harry shook his head. "I'd want to talk to Ginny before I did anything like that," he said.

Lily nodded in agreement.

"But she's in Paris, I saw her photos from Disneyland on Facebook," protested Hailey. "You know, we should do a family trip to Disneyland," she hinted.

"Ooh, yes, lets," agreed Sammi, looking at Daniel, who looked keen.

"Ginny returns tomorrow, but I probably won't see her till next weekend," said a despondent Harry.

"Look at you, pining away," teased Hailey, then looked over her shoulder. " Dad, I have to go, we're going to the pub for dinner. Oh, can I tell Ben?"

"Sure, love, tell him I said hello. Take care, be safe. We love you," he told her, and she rang off.

The rest of the weekend was easier, now that his family knew about him and Ginny officially. He drove Sammi and Daniel home, promising to have dinner with them soon. He then drove home, humming along to the radio, anticipating a nice long chat with Ginny after dinner. She had messaged as he left Sammi's, to confirm she and the family had arrived back in London and were catching a taxi to King's Cross Station to get back to Bristol. So Harry had time to unpack himself, grab a light dinner and settle down to await her call.

He'd decided to park his car out the front of his place, rather than the parking garage. As he pulled up outside, he saw someone stand up in his stairwell. He got out of the car, surprised and unbelievably happy to see it was Ginny.

He hurried up the stairs, just as she was hurrying down to meet him. She flung her arms around his neck and his tightened around her waist. Their lips met, hungry for each other.

" What are you, god, doing here," he moaned, as she nibbled on his ear lobe.

"I know I'm, mmm, being presumptuous but, oohhh, I'm hoping I can stay for awhile," she groaned, pressing her body against his.

He pulled away. " Really, awhile?" he asked, hopefully. "Wait, where's the rest of the family?"

"They caught the train home. I decided to stay. I saw them off, then caught a taxi here. God, I missed you, Harry," she said, kissing him again.

"Ahem."

They broke apart to see Harry's neighbour, Minerva, standing on her stairwell. She arched an eyebrow. "I think I speak for all your neighbours, Harry, when I suggest you go inside. Such public displays of affection are hardly appropriate for the street," she reprimanded.

"Yes ma'am," conceded Harry, unable to wipe the silly grin on his face.

"Sorry, ma'am," apologised Ginny, her face reddening. She picked up her bag and looked at Harry. " Did you lock your car or will you move it?"

He hit the button to lock the car remotely, took her hand and bid Minerva a goodnight.

Together they went inside.

/*/*/*

She stayed the week, and he drove her home Friday afternoon. As they neared Bristol, Ben called her, filling her in on his latest travels. He was happy to hear Harry was with her, and put Hailey on the phone briefly, too. By the sounds of it, working together was going well. They were heading for the Northern Territory, staying on a sheep station, so contact would be limited. After their week long stay there, they were heading for New Zealand. Ginny and Harry ended the conversation, reminding the two to look after each other and stay safe.

It was as Ginny was unpacking that Harry remembered Hailey's comments. He had already confided to Ginny that he had told his daughters and his parents about this new status of their relationship and had been given the thumbs up. Ginny could see this meant a lot to Harry, so she was happy for him.

He was laying on the bed, just in boxers and a tee shirt as she unpacked a second bag that Steven had brought home for her and left in her house. He was on his phone checking emails, she was rummaging through it, head buried, looking for something.

"Hey, Gin?" he asked, trying to be nonchalant.

"Hmmm?" Her brow was furrowed as she moved things around in her case.

"Hailey suggested we change our Facebook status...you know, 'in a relationship with'...he mocked.

She paused, looking over the top of her suitcase at him in surprise. " Really?"

He nodded. "I told her I had to talk to you first. I know this is still early on, but..."

"It feels right," she finished softly.

He nodded. " Yeah. You make me so happy. I guess I just want all my friends to know that, to know it's because of you."

"Harry." She was genuinely moved. She came around the side of the bed and he sat up. She moved between his legs, looping her arms around his neck. "You make me happy too."

He kissed her softly. "So, we're doing it? Changing our status?"

She nodded and pulled away to grab her phone. Harry, logged on to the social media site. "Harry Potter is in a relationship with Ginny Weasley," he read out, then hit 'post'.

"And Ginny Weasley likes that," she teased, then quickly changed her status too.

Harry chuckled, reading out a comment. " Neville liked it almost immediately, and added 'Hannah said, about time'.

Ginny checked hers. "Luna and Hermione just said the same on mine." She resumed going through her bag. " Aha!" She held something up victoriously.

Harry looked up. " What in the world?" he asked.

"Your present from my trip. It's practically a must buy from Disneyland. Here." She propped the mouse ears on his head. " Aw, so cute. Photo?"

She took a photo of him, then he insisted on one with her. He took a selfie as she kissed his cheek, and he quickly added it to Facebook. 'My girlfriend went to Disneyland, and all I got was these pair of mouse ears!' he posted.

Ginny laughed when she read it, and quickly liked it. She posted the same photo on hers. 'Me and my bf. You know what they say about men with big ears, ladies – wink wink! They...are really good listeners!'

Their friends and family continued liking and commenting on their new status and photos for a good couple of hours later, but Harry and Ginny were too busy making love to notice.