A.N. Sorry about gaps between updates recently… I'm off to Tanzania on a school trip for a couple of weeks, starting tomorrow, so I can't update while I'm there. I have skipped a few years, to get over my writers block. I hope that's fine!
"Alright, that's it for the practice today!" Ginny flew towards the ground with the Quaffle, to Gwenog Jones, and the rest of her team on the ground. "That was a really good practice today!" Gwenog smiled at her team members, and dismissed them for the day. Ginny hurriedly put away the quaffle, and headed to the changing rooms. She pulled out her wand, and muttered a few words, before getting ready to go.
While gathering her things together, Ginny though quietly over the previous four years. Compared to her first six years at Hogwarts, her seventh and final year was a bit dull. Luckily for her, she had Hermione there with her, who also seemed to find a year without mystery and strange going ons a bit strange and boring. Neither Harry nor Ron had gone back to Hogwarts to do their final year. They didn't want to go back, or take their NEWTs, and had gone to talk to Kingsley Shacklbolt, the new Minister of Magic. Much to their delight, he had told them that they had already proved themselves enough, they didn't need NEWTs to prove that they would be good aurors. A year on the run from Voldemort, and ending in his destruction was good enough. Before going back to Hogwarts for her final year, she, her family, Harry and Hermione had helped George re-open Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, and Ron had worked there for a while, to help George. In the shop, there was now a picture of Fred hanging in plain sight when you walked through the door.
During that summer, she had also told Harry about how she wanted to play Quidditch professionally. Nearing the end of her year at Hogwarts, when the NEWTs were out of the way, she was delighted by a letter Harry had sent her. It had been their usual sort of letter, but then, he had also sent her a newspaper clipping, saying that one of the Chasers of the Holyhead Harpies had retired, and they would be holding try-outs over the summer. She had jumped up from the table, and ran to find Hermione (sending several students flying while doing so) to show her the clipping. Harry had gone with her to the try-outs over the summer, and she had been delighted to get a spot on her all-time favourite Quidditch team.
She had also remembered a few days later, when her Mum had passed her a copy of Witch Weekly across the table to her.
"There's something you should see in there." She looked at her mother questioningly, but she didn't elaborate. Ginny flicked through the pages and found what it must have been that her mother was talking about. On the page in front of her, was a picture of her and Harry walking arm in arm, along with an article about how there must be many disappointed girls around, as 'the chosen one', and 'saviour of the wizarding world' seemed to be taken. She run upstairs to show the article to Harry.
"Well, they were bound to find out sooner or later." He had mumbled, while skimming the article. "I wish they didn't follow me. Can't a man live his life in peace?" He had cried out.
"Not if he's the man who got rid of Voldemort." Ginny had pointed out to him. He had laughed then, and kissed her, before going with Ron to Gringotts, to sort out the whole problem with the goblins. They were not happy that someone had succeeded to rob one of their highest security vaults, without getting caught.
Ginny was pulled out of her thoughts, when a silver blue object materialised in the room. A couple of her team members shrieked as the stag-shaped patronus talked.
"I'm outside."
"I wish you would stop doing that!" exclaimed one of the beaters, clutching her chest. "No matter how often you do that, it still makes me jump every time!" Ginny laughed.
"Well, it's quicker than sending an owl to send the message, and I don't see any chimneys around." She pointed out.
"True, true…" Ginny finished packing her bag. "Well," continued her friend, after shaking her head quickly, "You should probably get going." She said to Ginny. "Don't want to keep the boy-who-lived waiting now, do we?" Ginny laughed again.
"I was just about to go anyway." She replied. "The packed bag on my shoulder might have a been a giveaway."
"See you next practice!" Ginny waved at her teammates, as she left the changing room, and the Quidditch stadium that they had been practising in.
Sure enough, outside Harry was waiting.
"Hi." He said, giving her a quick kiss, "How was practice?"
"Good, I think it was fine." Harry raised his eyebrows.
"Only good?" He questioned.
"What do you mean?" They were walking away from the stadium, arm in arm.
"Well, your team is one of the best Quidditch teams I've ever seen, so you must have been more than just good." Ginny flushed at his praise.
"Our seeker isn't as good as you are." Harry had once filled in for her, when she was unable to make it to their practice last minute. When he had arrived with Ginny, he was asked to play for the practice.
"How do you know I play?" He had questioned Gwenog Jones at the time. She shrugged her shoulders.
"Ginny said that you were O.K., and we really need someone to play for this practice, you're the only one around who knows who to play seeker."
"I didn't say he was O.K., I said he was brilliant!" Ginny had exclaimed.
"O.K., fine." Gwenog brushed this aside. "Can you play today?"
"I'll just go and get my broom." When Harry came back, and the practice started, everyone had got on with their job. About five minutes into that practice, they heard Gwenog.
"O.K. STOP!" Everyone turned to look at her.
"What?" Ginny asked.
"Harry, why have you stopped playing." Down on the ground, Harry raised his fist. Everyone stared in shock. They had been too busy doing their normal job, to notice Harry dive all of a sudden, and grab the snitch.
"Wow!" Ginny heard one of the beaters say to the other. Ginny turned smugly to her captain.
"Alright," she admitted, "You're right, he is brilliant!"
"Earth to Harry!" Ginny's voice penetrated his thoughts. She laughed at the look on his face.
"Sorry!" He replied, "I was just thinking about that time when I was asked to play seeker for a bit." Ginny smiled.
"I remember that!" She exclaimed. "That was the first time Gwenog actually admitted that I was right, and you are a brilliant seeker. She thought it was all just talk."
"How often did you talk about that?" He asked his girlfriend.
"Just about every time that was necessary." She replied, shrugging. Ginny glanced at her watch quickly, and gasped! "I said I'd be at Shell Cottage five minutes ago! Fleur wanted me to babysit Victoire and Dominique!" Ginny was just about to say goodbye to Harry, and apperate away, but something on his face stopped her. "Are you O.K.?" She asked him. He shook his head, out of his thoughts.
"Would you like to have dinner tomorrow night?" He asked quickly. Ginny smiled.
"Of course! I'd love too!" Harry's face broke out into a relieved smile. "Did you think I wouldn't want to come?" Why had he seemed so relieved, she always liked having dinner with him.
"Nah… just a bit nervous about… something." She waited for him to elaborate, which he didn't.
"Where do you want to have dinner?"
"How about you come over to my place?" He asked, after a moments hesitation.
"Sure!" She kissed him softly for a second. "See you then?"
"Seven, tomorrow!" He grinned again. "Bye." Ginny turned on the spot, and apperated away.
"Ginny!" Ginny came out of the darkness to hear Fleurs voice. "I thought you 'ad forgotten too come."
"Sorry," Said Ginny, after embracing her sister-in-law, "I was talking to Harry after Quidditch practice, and forgot the time." She looked around, absentmindedly.
"What's wrong?" Fleur asked her.
"What makes you think something's wrong?" Ginny demanded.
"Just ze way you are acting." Fleur said, shrugging her shoulders.
"Harry asked me to dinner tomorrow…" She started slowly.
"What's wrong with zat?"
"Well, he seemed a bit off, as though his mind was elsewhere." Ginny continued, while Fleur watched her closely. "He was nervous about something, but wouldn't tell me what." At these words, Fleur's face lit up.
"Ginny, I'm sure you 'ave nothing to worry about!"
"Are you sure?" Ginny asked, uncertainly.
"Of course I am!" Fleur said, waving her hand. "Come over when you 'ave finished your dinner tomorrow, I want to 'ear all about it!" Ginny looked really confused.
"What?" She spluttered. "What do you think makes it so special? It's dinner, like we often have." Fleur shook her head.
"Nothing, nothing." Seeing that Ginny didn't look convinced, she changed the subject quickly. "Come on in! Victoire 'as been waiting for you to come all day! She loves spending time with 'er aunt Ginny!" Fleur and Ginny went inside, where Victoire promptly attacked Ginny with a hug.
"Hi Victoire!" Bill came into the room, holding his other daughter, Dominique. "Hi Bill."
"I 'ave asked Ginny to come over tomorrow evening," Fleur started telling her husband. "She is going to 'ave dinner with 'Arry tomorrow, and I asked her to come round after."
"Uncle Harry?" Victoire asked, looking excited. Ginny flushed at her words.
"'E can come too, if you like Ginny." Ginny didn't understand what Fleur was getting at.
"O.K…?" She had no clue what Fleur was going on about, or expected to happen. Bill looked almost as confused as Ginny felt. Noticing her husband's face, Fleur said quickly,
"She said 'Arry told 'er 'e was nervous." Fleur said, as though this explained everything. To Ginny's surprise, this seemed to make sense to Bill. He nodded.
"Enjoy yourself Little Miss Weasley." This just seemed to confuse Ginny further.
"O.K., what are you two on about? There seems to be something that you both think is going to happen, and Bill, not that I mind, but you haven't called me that in years."
"I just thought I should." Bill shrugged. He didn't answer anything else that she had asked.
"See you later Ginny!" Said Fleur, as Bill handed her Dominique.
"See you, Ginny!"
"Have a nice evening!" Ginny called after the backs of the retreating couple. They waved back at her.
"So," She said, turning back to Victoire, "What do you want to do tonight?"
A.N. I hope this chapter isn't too dull when they are reminiscing… I wanted to put that in at some point, but I couldn't think of how to do it in single chapters… I also wanted to put this up quickly, before I hand in my school computer in an hour. I can't update for a couple of weeks, but I will try and have a new chapter for then!