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Chapter 14: Sickness and health

"No don't come over I'm fine," Ginny said the following day to Alfie on the phone.

"You don't sound it," Alfie said unconvinced.

"The Mediwitch said it's just a stomach bug, there's been a lot off from St. Mungo's with it," Ginny explained.

"Please let me come and see for myself that you're okay?" he asked.

"I look awful," Ginny moaned.

"I bet you don't, look I'll only stay for 5 minutes if it makes you feel any better," Alfie compromised.

"Hang on…" Ginny said before dropping the phone and running off. Alfie waited patiently whilst she threw up for the 2nd time during their conversation.

"I'm back," Ginny said a couple of minutes later.

"You're not okay Ginny," Alfie said.

"Fine come over but for only 5 minutes," Ginny gave in.

"Okay what's your address," he asked.

10 minutes later Alfie was stood in Ginny's living room with a worried look on his face. Ginny was laid on the sofa with no energy what so ever.

"Wasn't there anything you could take for it?" Alfie asked with a frown.

"The Mediwitch gave me some potion but it tastes awful," Ginny replied.

"You have to take some Ginny; it will make you feel better. Where did you put it?" Alfie asked.

"It's on the kitchen work top," Ginny muttered. Alfie disappeared and returned with the potion and a spoon.

"Right it says it takes up to 4 hours to kick in and it can make you feel very drowsy for the first hour," Alfie said reading from the back of the small vial. Ginny scrunched her face up.

"You're taking some," Alfie laughed.

"Do I have to?" Ginny complained.

"Ginny you can't keep running to the toilet every 5 minutes, please take some," Alfie frowned. Ginny sighed and rolled her eyes,

"Fine," she moaned. Alfie began pouring the thick black liquid onto the spoon.

"That looks disgusting," Ginny said.

"But it will make you better, now open up," Alfie said as she opened her mouth. He placed the sticky liquid on her tongue and Ginny swallowed loudly.

"Oh that's horrid," she said pulling a face.

"Here have some water to wash it down." Alfie suggested holding a glass out to her.

"Your 5 minutes is nearly up," she grumbled before taking a sip.

"Did you really think I was only going to stay 5 minutes?" he smiled before kissing her softly.

"So what do you think?" the estate agent asked Harry during his lunch hour.

"It's a bit small," Harry answered unimpressed, "I thought you said it was spacious?"

"It is," the woman lied. Harry sighed and looked around the small bed-sit; there was barely any room to swing a cat let alone his wand.

"Let's go and look at the next one," Harry suggested as an unknown smell hit his nostrils. He crinkled his nose and headed towards the door.

"You know Mr. Potter your being quite picky for someone who said size wasn't an issue."

"I wouldn't call it picky when you've shown me 6 flats that were all apparently spacious but really claustrophobic," Harry retorted.

"There is a property that would suit you very much but it's a little out of your price range," the agent began.

"How much out of my price range?" Harry inquired.

"About 200 galleons more per month."

"That's not too bad," Harry shrugged.

"Well it's available for viewing now?" the agent suggested. Harry checked his watch and nodded,

"Okay but we have to be quick; I have a meeting in 20 minutes."

They arrived at a recently built building in London's Notting Hill and Harry was immediately impressed. They took the lift to the 4th floor and turned right down the corridor to the end.

"Here we are, flat 30," the estate agent said opening the door and allowing Harry to walk in first. He walked in and looked down the long hallway which had various rooms leading of it. Right at the end was the living room which from what he could tell was large.

"Shall I show you around?" she asked.

"Sure," Harry smiled, even though he hadn't had a good look around, he already had a good feeling about the place.

"I'm moving out a week on Friday," Harry told his parents that night during dinner.

"You've found somewhere already?" Lily asked shocked.

"Yeah, it's in Notting Hill and it's really big," Harry replied.

"Well I'm glad you've found somewhere your happy with," James nodded.

"I just have to go and sign the contract on Wednesday and it's mine," Harry explained.

"Renting or buying?" James asked.

"Buying."

"Is it a Muggle building?" Lily asked.

"No it's all witches and wizards that live there," Harry answered.

"Well it really sounds like you've sorted yourself a place," James smiled, but Lily didn't look too happy.

"Yeah I think I'm going to like it there," Harry grinned.

"Will you need help getting your things together and moving?" Lily asked.

"Not really, I don't want to trouble the 2 of you," Harry said.

"Oh, well the offers there," Lily said.

"Thanks," Harry replied.

"Have you heard from Ron and Hermione?" James inquired.

"Yeah they rang me about an hour ago, Ron loved the plane," Harry laughed rolling his eyes, "apparently the hotels really nice and they were just going to get a couple of hours sleep before going out for some dinner."

"I'm glad they got there safe," Lily smiled weakly.

"Poor Ron's going to be subjected to all the sightseeing by Hermione instead of relaxing and sunbathing," Harry grinned.

"Well I'd rather be somewhere nice and sunny right now than here," James replied.

"Are you okay mum?" Harry asked noticing his mother's glum expression.

"What?" she asked looking up, "oh yes I'm fine, just have a bit of a headache coming on that's all," Lily lied.

"Why don't you go and have a lie down love," James suggested.

"Yes I think I will," Lily said distractedly before leaving the kitchen.

"She doesn't want you to go," James told Harry when he knew Lily would be upstairs.

"Well it makes sense I mean you're the 1 who's been more insistent on me leaving," Harry replied.

"You're only agreeing with me because you found somewhere nice to live, if you were moving into a dive you'd be of a different opinion," James smirked.

"Maybe," Harry shrugged with a grin.

"You do understand why were doing this though don't you Harry," James said seriously.

"Yes I do Dad, I can't live with you for the rest of my life," Harry said.

"Have you thought anymore about what I mentioned about getting some help?" James asked.

"No," Harry said abruptly signalling to James that he wasn't ready to talk about it yet. In a conversation earlier he'd mentioned that possibly Harry should receive help with his drinking problem; Harry appeared to think otherwise.

"Okay well no matter what happens son we will always be very proud of you…and love you," James said before getting up and patting Harry on the back. Harry ducked his head when a blush reached his cheeks.

"Hey how are you feeling?" Alfie asked Ginny as she opened her eyes slowly.

"Hmmmmm," she said content.

"How are you feeling?" he repeated.

"Good," she smiled, still snuggled up to him.

"I think someone's passed the drowsy stage and reached the happy 1," Alfie laughed softly.

"Yes," Ginny agreed.

"The vial did warn this could happen," Alfie said.

"I don't care, I feel great," Ginny grinned looking at him.

"Well the good news is you haven't been sick in nearly 5 hours, the bad news is you won't sleep tonight," Alfie smiled.

"I can think of better things to do then sleep," Ginny smirked running her hands up his chest.

"Really," Alfie said with a raised eyebrow.

"Uh ha," she breathed.

"I think your better Miss. Weasley," Alfie said before kissing her softly.

"Stay tonight," she said against his lips. He lifted her up in his arms and carried her to her bedroom shutting the door behind them with a snap.

"Wait," Ginny said as he laid her on the bed.

"What's wrong?" Alfie frowned.

"Let me have a shower first, I must smell awful," she replied. He leant over her and kissed her neck,

"You..." he said before kissing her neck again, "smell…delicious," he said now trailing his lips along her collar bone.

"You're very persuasive," Ginny smiled.

"I have my uses," he smirked before taking his shirt t-shirt off.

Later that night Harry lay on his bed feeling slightly restless. He was toying with the idea of going to see Ginny but he knew after the way he had behaved at wedding, there was no way he could use his charms to get what he wanted. He sighed before rolling on to his side and checking the clock; it was only 11:43pm.

He knew that as soon as he was done moving in he really should go and apologise to Ginny. If not only for the fact he was in the wrong but also because his parents would make him. But something was irritating more than anything and that was this Alfie guy she had brought to the wedding. She had left with him not giving Harry a 2nd glance. Was she sleeping with this guy? Was he learning all of her beautiful curves…curves Harry only believed were for him?

"No stop thinking about that," he warned himself. He could always call Jasmine for a little help but it wouldn't be as good as Ginny.

"Stop it," he said sternly then groaning. That urge wasn't getting any weaker and he needed a quick release. Sighing he got dressed and decided he would go for a drink instead, at least that would take his mind of certain things. And if he happened to meet some girl who wanted to rip his clothes off; well then his night wouldn't be at a complete loss after all.

So here it is at long last, I'm so sorry it's taken me forever to get this chapter up.

I've had a very important anniversary to get through and it wasn't easy.

But on a brighter note I have been hooked in by Twlight and I'm completely in love with Edward Cullen lol.

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