Disclaimer: All characters, places and any other references to the book belong to JK Rowling. I just own the plot of this story

The Girl Worth Living For

Chapter 13

Harry turned over in bed and came face t face with his sleeping son. Albus was now 6 months old and he had started to have nightmares, so he often crawled into bed with them. Harry reached out and drew the small boy towards him, he was different to James. He was quieter and lower maintenance and seemed shyer.

Ginny stirred feeling Albus moving away from her. She opened her eyes and watched Harry cuddling Albus, father and son so alike. Harry noticed she was awake and she moved closer to him.

"Morning" whispered Harry

"Good morning" Ginny whispered "I think this is the longest he's ever slept without fussing" said Ginny, indicating Albus.

"Are we going to go see the baby today?" asked Harry over breakfast.

"Yeah baby baby!" cried James delightedly. Last night Angelina had given birth to her baby, a son to be named Fred. However nobody had seen him because Angelina had a rather difficult time and had to rest.

So the small family flooed to St Mungos where all the Weasleys were already waiting to see their new arrival. He was the most extraordinary baby, a perfect mix of Angelina and George. At first sight he was all Angelina with his dark skin and black hair, but when he opened his eyes they were ice blue. Ron was the first to hold him and Fred looked up at him before grabbing on to his long nose.

"Ouch!" said Ron completely taken by surprise. The whole room had collapsed into peals of laughter at the tiny baby, so like the original Fred.

Ginny and Harry returned home sometime later. They put the boys to be and were just settling down for tea when Ron stepped out of the fireplace.

"Hey guys" he said as he came into the living room.

"What Ron?" said Ginny irritably.

"Me and Hermione were wondering if you'd fancy coming out tomorrow night? We are going to this new wizarding nightclub they just opened in Diagon Alley and they are having a Halloween party" said Ron eagerly. "But it's kind of an exclusive gig so I had to use your name to get us on the list Harry" he said, sheepishly.

"What? Why?" said Harry.

"Because you're the famous Harry Potter, you can get in anywhere" said Ron.

"Sorry Ron but Halloween's our wedding anniversary" said Ginny regretfully.

"We could go Ginny" said Harry suddenly. Ginny turned to him.

"Seriously you want to?" she asked incredulously. Ginny loved clubbing but Harry had always been wary around so many people.

"Well yeah, you love dancing and it would definitely be a nice change" said Harry. Ginny grinned and threw her arms around her husband

"I love you so much. You're on!" she said turning to Ron, who grinned.

"Great. I've already talked to Mum and she was practically hopping with delight when I asked her if she'd have the kids" said Ron "I think it's nice for her to have a full house again." With that he stepped back into the floo and disappeared.

"Oh I am so excited but I have nothing to wear" squealed Ginny.

"Well tomorrow I'll take you shopping and buy you anything you desire, as an anniversary present" said Harry, kissing her.

"Yay, thank you Harry" said Ginny happily. "But hang on does this mean you didn't buy me anything" she said narrowing her eyes shrewdly.

"I did as a matter of fact, but I love you so damn much I'll buy you more" he said fondly.

"Thank you love, but I don't want you to come with me, I want it to be a surprise" she whispered seductively.

"I'm going to enjoy tomorrow aren't I" Harry grinned.

"I hope so, my love, I hope so" said Ginny as she left the room.

Halloween

Harry was stood waiting at the bottom of the stairs for Ginny. He'd just dropped off two very excitable little boys with their grandmother. Molly was taking them trick or treating with the Muggle children from Ottery St Catchpole and so they'd dressed them up. James had decided to go as a mummy, but Albus had favoured a ladybird costume Harry was quite sure was for girls. But he'd looked so happy sat in Ginny's arms with his little wings on that Harry had relented and let him wear it.

Ginny hadn't been there to see the hilarious sight of a 6 month old ladybird staring at him over his mother in laws shoulder because she was getting ready. Hermione had escorted her into Muggle London as both needed new outfits for the evening and they had taken the kids for ice creams and fancy dress costumes.

Ginny came down the stairs and Harry thought he'd died and gone to heaven. She was wearing an impossibly sexy dress of steel coloured satin, strapless and empire line that puffed out a like an upside down tulip before returning to hug her slim thighs. Her eyes were smoky and her lips looked so full and shiny Harry nearly drooled.

"You look amazing" he croaked.

"Thanks" she grinned "And I aren't wearing a bra" she said in a stage whisper. Harry groaned and kissed her but was interrupted by the floo going off.

"Hey are you ready yet?" yelled Hermione. They came through from the kitchen, her in a purple bustier and jeans and Ron following on, looking like he'd been smacked about the head, which was rather how Harry felt.

They apparated to the end of Diagon Alley and made their way up. The club was in a whitewashed building and a red flashing sign above the door announced 'The Basement.'

"The Basement?" asked Ginny puzzled.

"Yeah, apparently it becomes obvious once you go in" shrugged Ron.

They walked past the line of patrons already queuing for entry. The bouncer didn't even bother to consult his list, as soon as he saw them, he recognised them and pulled back the velvet rope.

"I love being Harry Potter's best mate" said Ron gleefully. Harry laughed; it was certainly easy to get in places. Even though it was early, the club was buzzing. They'd emerged onto a balcony that was lined with tables and which overlooked a large dance floor. Panels on the wall kept flashing different colours and strobe lights whirled randomly, illuminating the many dancers. A long white bar ran along one wall and many people were sat on purple stools, talking and drinking.

"This is so cool!" cried Ginny. It certainly was and Harry managed to grab them a vacant table.

"Shall I get drinks?" said Harry. The others nodded and he asked "What do you want?"

"Surprise us" said Hermione mischievously. So Harry made his way down the staircase that led t the lower level and round the dance floor to the bar.

"4 Firewhiskeys please" he said reaching the bar. The dark haired bartender looked up and his face split into a grin.

"Harry?" he said, the distinctive Irish tang alerting Harry.

"Seamus?" he asked

"Yeah, man. What are you doing here, I didn't figure this to be your scene" grinned Seamus.

"It isn't really we just wanted to try it" said Harry.

"We?" asked Seamus

"Oh yeah, Ron, Hermione and Ginny are here too" he said.

"Wow cool! Congratulations on getting married by the way" said Seamus.

"Thanks, so you work here now?" enquired Harry.

"Work here? I own this place!" laughed Seamus.

"Wow, that's awesome" said Harry, genuinely pleased.

"So what can I get you?" asked Seamus.

"Do you have anything a little different?" grinned Harry. Seamus smirked back.

Harry returned to the table carrying 4 shot glasses and a bottle of clear liquid. Ginny and Ron looked at it curiously, but Hermione looked amused.

"Ron, Gin this is vodka" announced Harry, placing his load on the table. "It's a Muggle drink that is worse than Firewhiskey."

Ginny grinned as Harry filled the glasses and gave them 1 each.

"Cheers" he said before emptying his glass. They repeated this 3 more times before they decided to dance. The music was good and they were soon rubbing and dancing against each other.

"I need the loo" mumbled Ginny drunkenly and grabbing Hermione she left.

"They are so drunk" giggled Ron as he and Harry stumbled to tables.

In the loo Hermione and Ginny were reapplying lipstick and checking their hair. Ginny looked into the mirror and it said sternly

"You're drunk, missy"

"Oh shut up" slurred Ginny, slapping the mirror. It blew a raspberry and was silent.

"That's funny!" Hermione giggled, getting lipstick on her nose.

After a couple more hours of dancing (and another shot of vodka each) the couples decided to call it a night as it was now gone 1 in the morning. Seamus waved goodbye as the four tottered up the stairs and out into the cool night air. Apparating proved difficult but they all got home safely in the end.

Harry decided he wanted to ravish Ginny, but after they fell into the bedside cabinet, they gave it up as a bad job. But not before they'd stripped all their clothes off and fallen into bed naked.

"Daddy! Mummy! Wake Up!" James was back and had come bounding into the room, still in his mummy costume.

"He won't take that costume off" said Molly, following with her other grandson. She saw what state her daughter and son in law were in and blushed furiously, backing out of the room and grabbing James.

Harry sat up and immediately regretted it. The room spun and lurched and he felt nauseous. Groans next to him told him Ginny was in a similar state. They were really going to have their hands full with James today.

This chapter is a world away from the others, but I fancied a change!

I decided to try this after a particularly amusing afternoon of Pimms and rum at a friends' birthday party, just for fun.

So let me know! Love it, hate it all reviews welcome and thank you for reading chapter 14 is in progress and should be up shortly!

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