Ginny awoke the next morning with a huge headache

Ginny awoke the next morning with a huge headache. She glanced around and could not figure out where she was.

"HARRY JAMES POTTER!" she screamed. She panicked when she didn't hear anything. She was instantly relieved when she heard thumping on the steps and saw a familiar face enter the room. Once she saw that face she knew where she was.

"Wh-what's wrong?" Harry asked breathlessly. He was holding one of the frosted cookies in one hand and a glass of orange juice in the other.

"Oh, don't tell me that that's your breakfast!" Ginny laughed. Harry shoved the cookie in his mouth and washed it down with some orange juice.

"This will be our little secret. You should really teach me how to cook! If I don't learn how to cook, this will be our breakfast for the rest of our life!" Harry smiled.

"I'll get a cookbook from my mom." Ginny hopped out of bed and went to sit in the kitchen. "One second." She waved a finger at Harry. "How are you? Harry and I were wondering if you could bring your cookbooks down today. We figured we should learn to cook before we get married." Ginny finished talking and looked at Harry. It took him a second to understand that Ginny had just sent a patronus to her mother.

Ginny looked at the glass Harry was holding in his hand and she was suddenly hungry. She got up to pour herself a glass of orange juice and sat back down.

"I have such a headache…" Ginny announced after downing her glass of orange juice.

"Why don't you go lay down until your mother gets here?" Harry asked.

"I am not tired, though! I'll just get ready for my mum and hope it goes away." Ginny replied. She slowly trotted to the bedroom and threw open the walk-in closet door. "Crap! My clothes are all at the Burrow…" She ran back down the stairs and announced to Harry that she was going to get her clothes.

"Bye, honey." Harry said as Ginny disappeared with a crack.

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Ginny was ambushed by a few too many women when she walked in the front door.

"Ginny! Did you realize that your wedding is in a few days time?" Mrs. Weasley screamed. Ginny's stomach suddenly did a flop and butterflies instantly filled her stomach.

"No, mom. I didn't. Thanks for making me feel sick, though." Ginny replied. She leaned against the wall and slid down.

"You veed zo much help!" Fleur announced.

"Blonde chick say what?" Ginny shrieked. Her eyes instantly found the women who had just said she 'veeded zo much help'. Once her eyes did find her, she gave a look to kill.

"I vust meant 'at you veed a lil' marital advice." Fleur said, backing away and holding her arms up.

"Oh, okay. Can I go change first, though?" Ginny asked.

"Go, but hurry back!" Katie ordered.

"And why would I want to do that?" Ginny mumbled under her breath. She climbed up the stairs and opened her closet door. She threw on red Juicy sweatpants and a tank-top, poofed her bangs on top of her head, wrangled the rest into a high pony and slowly began the descent down the stairs.

She strolled into the living room ready for another attack but when it did not come she took a seat on the floor.

She waited for them to say something. "Well? Is someone going to say something or can I pack and go back to the Cottage?"

"Well, I'll go first with my marital advice. In the few years your brother and I have been married, I learned that you should give him his opinion." Katie said. Mrs. Weasley let out a disgusted grunt and Katie added "It's just a joke, of course, but basically it means what you want goes. I remember when I was painting our kitchen; I couldn't decide which color I wanted to paint it. I was stuck between custard and cheesecake. So I asked him. When he opened his mouth to answer I decided that I liked cheesecake better so I said 'I like cheesecake, too! Thanks so much!'"

"Oh, oh, oh! Can I go next?" Luna sat up excitedly and waved her hand in the air.

Mrs. Weasley raised an eyebrow and commented "Luna, dear, you're not even married!"

Lunas eyes grew big and she said "Yes, I am! I married Rolf Scamander after I left Hogwarts! I told you that, Ginny! Maybe the menfers messed with your memory!" There were squeals coming from the mouths of five ecstatic women before Luna could finish her sentence.

"How come we weren't invited?" Katie asked a little put-out.

We got married while we were looking for Crumple-Horned Snorkacks. Very small, just my father and Rolfs' parents." Luna said defensively.

"You should introduce him to us!" Mrs. Weasley commanded. The rest of the women agreed with Mrs. Weasley and Luna told them that she would.

"Can we please get back on subject?" Ginny was getting impatient. She clapped her hands to get everyone's attention. "Let's go!"

"Calm down, Ginny! Here," Luna took off the necklace she was wearing and lifted it over Ginny's' head. There was something hanging off of it that looked like a dried prune. Mrs. Weasley sniffed and shook her head. "It should calm you."

Ginny stared at the wall with her arms folded across her chest.

"At least she shut up…" Fleur whispered to Katie. Ginny turned her angry eyes to Fleur.

"My advice is that you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar." Luna announced. Ginny knew that Luna had said some dumb things before but this was at the top of the list.

"What?" Ginny spat.

"You catch more flies-" Luna began patiently.

"Yes, yes! I know what you said…but what is it supposed to mean?" Ginny felt bad for being short with her friend but she was not in the mood for 'advice' at the moment.

Luna sighed and said "If you want something it's better to be sweet about it. You'll get things easier if you whisper in his ear and give him little kisses rather than demanding it."

"You know, Luna, that's not a half bad piece of advice." Mrs. Weasley said surprised. Everyone else thought so, too. Luna smiled her eyes bright.

"My turn! Zis is of course another joke, but don't get mad…get even." Fleur said. Mrs. Weasley obviously didn't want her to explain that one because she started with her own little piece of advice.

"I think we all know what the best piece of advice is, though." Mrs. Weasley caught every married woman's eye and they nodded in agreement. They all chorused a "Don't go to bed angry."

"It's not healthy for you." Mrs. Weasley explained.

"Or your relationship." Katie agreed.

"Or the kaltons who reside in your floorboards. They hate the noise." Luna said- her eyes focused on something in the distance.

"You know what?" It'll be easier if I don't ask." Ginny thought aloud. The others silently nodded. Luna suddenly popped back into reality.

"Can I go now?" Ginny asked.

"No. There are still a few things I'd like to say." Mrs. Weasley told her only daughter. Ginny sighed but nodded. "A wife has many duties to her husband. You have to feed him and take care of him. Mostly, though, she has to love him. She needs to be kind, caring, loving, considerate, thoughtful, trustworthy, careful, and honest. It is her duty to make sure he is happy and well taken care of- especially if he happens to find muggle power tools and about kills himself." Mrs. Weasley's eyes were glazed over as she remembered her husband finding power tools.

"Oh, mom!" Ginny bounded toward her mother and hugged her. After a round of hugs, Ginny went to pack.

She was almost done when she heard a soft knock on her door. She closed her trunk and opened the door. Her mom stood in the doorway.

"Hey."

"Hello, Ginevra." Mrs. Weasley replied.

Uh-oh…Ginevra…this is going to be embarrassing Ginny thought.

"I trust you…but I need to know. You and Harry are obviously very serious-"

"No, mom, we're getting married in a few days for the heck of it! Sarcasticness intended." Ginny replied.

"I just want to make sure that you haven't done anything more than just a little hugging and kissing so far…" Mrs. Weasley said red in the ears.

"Oh, mom! No!" Ginny said, also red at the ears. She grabbed her trunk and disasparated to the Cottage.

"What's wrong?" Harry laughed at the sight of Ginny's red ears. He took her trunk and hauled it up the stairs.

"Mom just tried to have the sex talk with me!" Ginny said, petrified.

"Wow." Was all Harry could mouth.

"Yeah! Plus, she, Luna, Fleur, and Katie gave me 'marital advice'!" Ginny made a face.

"You too?" Harry laughed. "Mr. Weasley, Bill, George, and some guy named Rolf did that to me!"

"Yeah, Rolf is Luna's husband. They got married straight out of Hogwarts while looking for crumple-horned snorkacks." Ginny filled Harry in.

"Interesting…" Harry replied.

"Did you think Rolf was just some random guy pulled off the street?" Ginny asked.

"Basically."

"You're not that smart." Ginny laughed while ruffling his hair. She spun around when she heard a tap on the window. It was her mothers' owl. She shot a frightened look at Harry who shrugged.

She took the package from the owl and ripped it open cautiously. It turned out to be six cookbooks. Ginny read the note that was attached.

Ginny, you ran away so fast I couldn't give these to you.

Ginny flipped through it and found a promising recipe that she decided to try out for supper.

Reality suddenly hit her. In a few days, she would be married.

PadfootProngs7- I am so proud of you two!

Me- So am I! You have made it a long way!

Harry- Thanks!

Ginny- Your parents and Sirius would be proud of you, too, Harry.

Harry- Yeah, because I'm marrying a pretty girl like you.

Ginny- Well…I'm proud of you for that, too, for that!

Me- Oh, get a room!

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