The characters and canon situations in the following story belong solely to JK Rowling. I am not making any money from the publishing or writing of this story.

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Not quite time yet for the wedding. Our favorite couple gets much closer…you have been warned.

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Dry and smiling Ginny and Harry appeared at Ron's front door. Ron had Art by one hand and Jamie was clamped around his left leg. "Thank goodness! Hermione come quick they are here and their smiling!" Hermione waddled in "Okay what happened? You scared the living day lights out of me."

Ginny picked up Jamie. "Momma, Uncle Ron said a bad word! He said that Poppa was stupid!"

Ginny looked at a sheepish brother. "Ron".

Ron stuttered, "All I said was that Harry was stupid if he messed this up with you."

Ginny looked at Harry and said, "He is the most amazing man I know present company excluded."

Harry took Jamie and they all walked to sit. "Poppa, your ears are all red just like mine when Momma gives me a bath. Did Momma give you a bath?"

Harry blushed and whispered in Jamie's ear, "Yes, she did."

Jamie was enthralled. "She did? Did you get to have naked time?'

Harry choked. "No, not yet son, not yet."

The children played while Ron and Harry got the dinner on the table. Hermione was looking more and more uncomfortable. Ginny remembered those last days before Jamie was born. She was truly miserable both physically and emotionally. Having spent time with Harry again made Ginny realize how foolish she had been.

Hermione did not waste any time and as soon as the men were gone she launched into an interrogation. "What happened?"

Ginny laughed and yelled. "Harry, can I tell Hermione?"

Ron came rushing out of the kitchen. "I want to know too!"

Harry followed Ron and leaned against the wall, looking at Ginny he sighed. "If you must Ginny but please be kind."

Ginny was delighting in the suspense. "I came home to find Harry naked, tied up, blindfolded and in bed with Gabbie."

Hermione gasped then gave her sister-in-law a disgusted look Ginny smiled at Hermione who looked hurt. "If you didn't want to tell us it is okay but don't lie."

Ginny was giggling.

Ron looked at Harry. "If that were true he'd be in St. Mungo's."

Harry was trying to look serious. "Honest. I was naked in bed with Gabbie and Ginny walked in."

Hermione made a sound of disgust and changed the subject. "It was a personal question. I am sorry. Did you find a dress?"

Ginny looked at Harry her eyes were dancing. "Yes, I did and it is perfect."

Ron turned and went back to preparing dinner as soon as the talk turned to 'woman stuff'. Within ten minutes the best mates had everyone's dinner on the table and Hermione sorted out where everyone sat. Any meal with four children will prove to be hectic and between Jamie and his cousins this dinner was no exception. Ron commented that three was average number of glasses spilled per meal and tonight, with only one, was quite an accomplishment.

It was late by the time the meal was finished and the table cleared and the kitchen cleaned. Jamie was asleep on Harry's shoulder when the small family finally returned to the flat. Working together Ginny and Harry tucked the exhausted Jamie in and Ginny decided to take a long hot shower.

Standing under the stinging spray Ginny let all the emotions from the day pour through her and out. Her body rocked with sobs as she remembered how she felt to see her Harry and that witch, that evil horrible nasty piece of work.

Ginny calmed herself and tried to relax her body in the steamy warmth. Ginny lathered her legs smiling at how different her heart felt when she comforted Harry. Her heart broke to see how destroyed he was by his sense of betrayal. Ginny took a deep breath and turned off the water, she had processed all of the day's events and came to the same conclusion as before, she was blessed to love Harry Potter and he her.

Ginny came to bed wearing her jersey and snuggled next to Harry. Harry chuckled as her wet hair fell in his face.

"What's so funny?" Ginny asked.

"I just can not believe you told them the truth." Harry was still smiling.

Ginny raised her head to look at him and with a devilish smile answered, "I knew that they would never believe me!"

Harry turned on his side and slid down so that they were lying face to face. He cupped Ginny's face studying her. There was a hint of dark circles under her eyes and she seemed exhausted.

"Is the pain back?" Harry was worried.

Ginny shook her head. "No but I am tired. It was a long day."

Harry pulled her as close as he could and pulled her jersey up over her head tossing it on the end of the bed. "Good now we will know where to start in the morning."

Ginny rested her head on his chest. "I don't think I'll need reminding." She yawned.

"Sleep little one." He said but Ginny's eyes were already closed.

The sunlight was barely visible through the drawn curtains except for the ray that sliced across the bedroom highlighting Ginny's brow. During the night they had changed places and were spooning, Harry's hand nestled between Ginny's legs. Ginny was the first to wake; the delicious pressure from Harry's hand had woken her. It was too difficult to resist the temptation. Ginny gently rocked back and forth against the pressure.

Harry woke up to Ginny's movement. "Good morning love." His voice was rough and low from sleep was he whispered against the back of her neck. Ginny shivered, but never broke her rhythm, rather she shifted her hips and Harry joined her. Together they found their rhythm, one from long ago but never forgotten.

Harry knew that like he, she was nearing the edge. Harry felt Ginny explode around him panting his name as wave after wave crashed through her. Spiraling outward, Harry fought but lost control and followed his love.

Fighting a wonderful sense of exhaustion, Harry moaned, "Ginny turn around." When she turned to face him he saw that tears covered her face.

"I wanted to look at the face of the woman I adore. Ginny don't cry my love. It is okay, I know you wanted to wait, but I wanted you so much." Harry was troubled. "Ginny please talk to me."

Ginny's eyes searched his. "Harry, I wasted so much time! We could have made love everyday. Being with you is…" Ginny was smiling. "I never want to be away from you. Harry, I had forgotten."

Ginny was curled up next to him. Harry was confused. "Are you upset that we did not wait?"

Ginny shook her head.

Harry continued, "I just wanted you so much, more than I wanted to wait. I want to marry you but I need to love you."

Harry started to put on his previously discarded boxers. Ginny reached over and stopping him she whispered, "What are you doing?"

Harry was looking at a peacefully sleeping Jamie. "What if he wakes and finds us naked?"

Ginny giggled. "He will probably think we are having 'naked time', come back to bed."

Harry looked once more at his sleeping son then back at Ginny, "Well if you insist…"

"Momma! Poppa! I want waffles. I want waffles!" Jamie stopped jumping and crawled over Harry's chest coming nose to nose with his father he tried to pry open Harry's left eye. "Poppa can you make waffles? Poppa!"

Jamie began hopping on the bed again ensuring that his parents were awake.

"Okay son, I am getting up. I'll make you waffles." Harry threw back the covers to stand remembering only when Jamie yelled.

"Poppa! You got to have naked time!"

Harry laughed a deep hearty laugh at the delight in his son's small face, "Yes, son I did."

Jamie grabbed his hand. "I love naked time did you like naked time Poppa?" And with out a pause for breath, Jamie exclaimed, "Poppa, I want waffles!"

Harry searched the floor for his boxers. Ginny having heard the conversation, dove under the covers and came back up with the elusive boxers.

All day Ginny was certain that she was going to forget something. Their wedding was in less than two days and she just knew that there was something amiss.

Plans for the day varied from hour to hour and greatly depended on who was speaking. Ginny continued to take her potions and was thankfully pain free. Her energy level was higher but she still needed to rest at midday. Jamie was thrilled being the center of attention with all of the visitors and relatives that popped in and out during the day. Ginny stayed close to the flat, her job was done she had the perfect dress. All she needed was to show up on Saturday and answer a few questions with 'I do'.

That was how she found herself on late Thursday afternoon sitting by the window of the bedroom watching the clouds racking her brain for what she could have possibly overlooked.

"Ginny!" The sound of Harry calling for her made her smile; it made her feel safe and at home.

Harry was walking past the doorway heading to the bathroom. "Gin…oh there you are."

Ginny turned in the chair and lifted her face and he bent down to give her a kiss. "Are you hiding from the chaos in the living room?" Harry sat on the bed across from her.

"No, I just cannot think with all the activity." She stood up to stretch her back. Looking once more out of the window she sighed. "I am sure that I have forgotten something for the wedding, something important."

Harry reached for her hands and pulled into his lap. "You have a pretty dress right?"

Ginny nodded.

"Jamie and I have our robes right?"

Ginny nodded.

"The ceremony is set and everyone is invited right?"

Ginny nodded.

"You haven't changed your mind have you?"

Ginny grinned and shook her head.

"Then I guess the only thing left is…I don't know maybe…these?" Harry pulled a box out of his pocket and opened it to reveal two platinum wedding bands.

Ginny groaned. "That's it. I knew there was something. Thank goodness you remembered! How did you know?"

Harry grinned. "Your father reminded me. Do you like them? They aren't new they belonged to my grandparents. I found them a couple years ago when I finally bothered to go through a couple of trunks that Gringott's sent over once my parent's estate was settled. I remember about them this morning. According to my mother's journal, my grandparents were very happily married and she hoped that someday one of her children would have the chance to use these rings."

Ginny took the smaller of the two rings out of the box. It was antique with an inscription running along the inside. Harry told her that is was his grandparent's initials and their wedding date.

Harry took the other ring and glancing at Ginny he asked, "Would you mind using them? I thought we could add our initials and date across from theirs."

Ginny was speechless, she was overcome with emotion. Tears fell off her lashes as she smiled and nodded at Harry.

Harry took the ring from Ginny and put it back in the box. "Right then I will keep them safe until its time."

Ginny was wiping her face and kissed Harry's cheek. "You are the perfect man, you know that don't you? The biggest, goofiest, most romantic man in the world."

Harry actually blushed and made a show of closing the ring box and putting it away.

Friday night found the three, Harry, Jamie, and Ginny at home. It had been a hard won fight with both the Weasley brothers and their wives for this time alone. The brothers were insisting on a bachelor party for Harry and the Weasley wives were equally adamant on a hen party for Ginny. However, the couple presented a united front and refused to participate. They wanted to spend the time with Jamie as a family.

The hectic schedule of the past few days had finally taken its toll on the four year old. He had a temper tantrum or as Ginny called it a 'meltdown' Friday morning that had left both mother and son emotionally exhausted.

Watching Ginny comfort and calm Jamie's anxieties made Harry realize that they needed time to be together. Jamie had run through the entire flat during naked time and now they were all sitting on Jamie's bed while Ginny told the story behind the picture of Harry and Ginny in front of the fireplace at the Burrow.

"Poppa and I had just finished helping clean up after Gram's delicious Christmas dinner. See how wrinkled my fingers are? We must have washed a hundred dishes. It took us all evening. I think Gram dirty every dish she had to keep us out of trouble in the kitchen."

Jamie was yawning and Harry took the picture album kissed his son goodnight. Jamie was asleep before his parents made their way to their bed. Ginny was as tired as her son and Harry spent the better of the night watching his family sleep and thanking his lucky stars that they would soon the officially he his.

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The next chapter will mark the end of this small tale. I appreciate the support from each and every one of ya'll. Thank you.