Chapter XXIX – The Honeymoon
Harry held his wife close as they stumbled out of the fireplace into the entranceway of a huge mansion in France. Harry had never been to half of the homes that his father claimed they owned. He figured now was as good a time as any to check some of them out. Ginny gasped when she looked around.
"It's huge! If possible, it's even bigger than the manor!"
Harry grinned and tugged her close. "You married a really rich guy, Gin."
Ginny rolled her eyes. "And you know very well that I didn't marry you for your money." She reached around to pinch his bum. "I married you for your body."
His eyes twinkled at her and she grinned. He hadn't been that happy for the past few days. After the initial happiness of the war finally being over had worn off, he had become sullen again. Reporters were dogging his footsteps whenever they left the house, and he hadn't been able to do anything but hang around the manor. The manor was always full of people too, since Draco and Delilah were planning the last minute details of their wedding. They had also received an invitation to Seamus and Lavender's wedding. It was all very hectic.
Harry scooped her up into his arms, making her laugh. "Where should I make love to you first?"
"Harry James Potter!" Ginny exclaimed, her eyes alight in laughter. "How dare you be so bold?"
He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. "Well, we do have this entire place to ourselves, not even a house elf to be found." Using magic, he undid all of the buttons on the front of her blouse. "We could start right here?"
Ginny's skin flushed at the words. "Put me down, Harry."
He stood her back down on to her feet and she slipped her arms around his neck to kiss him deeply. Her hands moved into his hair and he slid his arms around her, his hands firmly on her bottom. She grinned at him when she pulled back.
"Would you like to explore the house a bit first?" She asked, her voice husky from desire.
Harry's eyes darkened as he yanked her back up against him. His lips slid over her earlobe and down her neck before he whispered softly. "Why don't we work on making our mark in the rooms as we go along?"
Ginny turned scarlet and then all she could do was laugh as they fell to the rug in front of the fireplace and lost themselves in each other.
Ginny placed a hand over her pounding heart, surprised when it slid right back off again. She felt wonderfully loose and very happy. She turned to snuggle into Harry, her lips trailing over his shoulders. He made a happy grunting noise and wrapped his arms around her.
"I love you." He murmured.
Ginny ran her fingers through his hair. "I love you." She ran her hands over the smooth contour muscles in his back and then over his shapely bum. "Hmm, have you been working out, Mr. Potter?"
Harry grinned at her. "I might have been." He kissed her again. "What room should we move to next?"
Ginny slapped his bum playfully as she sat up. "Do you think of nothing else? We're in France! Don't you want to see some sights?"
Harry wiggled his eyebrows at her. "I like the sight I'm seeing now."
Ginny rolled her eyes and climbed to her feet. She found her clothes scattered around and got dressed. "Let's explore the house."
Harry sighed as he tugged his jeans back on. "I can think of more interesting things to do than that."
She laughed and kissed him softly. "You never know what I may have in store for you along the way, Mr. Potter."
With a saucy wink she strolled out of the room and Harry pushed his open mouth back up. This trip had been entirely worth it.
Ginny woke up early the next morning and stretched luxuriously in the huge bed. She had slept like a baby but she figured that didn't have much to with the bed. She and Harry had really explored the house the day before. He had done things to her that she blushed just thinking about and they had 'christened' more than enough rooms. They had moved from the entranceway to the common room, to the kitchen, and eventually up to the master bathroom and bedroom. She felt incredible and, to her surprise, ready for more.
She turned to snuggle into Harry and was surprised to find him gone. She sat up in bed, pulling the sheet up over her breasts. The manor was quiet. As if on cue, the bedroom door opened and Harry stood there with two breakfast trays in his hands.
"Good morning, love."
Ginny smiled up at him. "Good morning. What do you have there?"
Harry grinned as he took a seat on the bed, placing the trays down with him. "Well, I thought I would make us some breakfast."
Ginny's eyebrow rose. "I wasn't aware that you could cook, Mr. Potter?"
Harry grinned at her as he leaned back against the headboard, placing one tray into his wife's lap. "I have many special talents." He kissed her softly on the lips. "Actually, my cooking talent is limited to breakfast. But I'm sure if you taught me I could pick up on some skills."
Ginny smiled up at him. "Oh, is that how you want to spend the day? Learning how to cook?"
Harry's eyes travelled down her body under the thin sheet. "Maybe, what will you be wearing?"
Ginny's mouth dropped open. "Bolder and bolder by the minute!" She tasted her French toast and scrambled eggs with a smile. "Delicious."
He grinned. "I'm glad we decided to come here, now."
She took his hand in hers and kissed his fingers. "I am too. Look at you, so happy and bold. You really needed to get out of there, Harry."
He smiled at her. "Thanks for understanding. Some part of me is telling me that I'm running away."
Ginny shook her head. "You're not. The Ministry is still working on the Death Eaters and trying to figure out how many more are out there; who is under any type of curse; what other kinds of crimes they committed? Until all of that is organized, there is nothing you can do. That's going to come afterwards."
Harry nodded. "I'm going to have to tell the world."
Ginny nodded. "Yes, you are. You might be asked to make a speech, and I think you'll need to. Not only will it be good to get it all out, but it will stop so many questions. You will also be able to talk about who we lost in this battle and how brave they were."
Harry stared down at his plate for a moment, playing with the scrambled eggs on his fork. Ginny levitated her tray for a moment and leaned over to kiss him softly. His eyes met hers. "I'm fine."
She smiled up at him. "You're not yet, but you'll get there."
He kissed the palm of her hand. "Do you want to do some sight seeing today? I know you want to see France."
Ginny's eyes lit up. "That would be wonderful." She turned back to her breakfast with a grin. "So, when are we leaving?"
They spent two more days in France wandering around both muggle and magical areas. Ginny turned out to be a hilarious tourist, tugging him around all over the place, her arms stretched wide to point at everything. They had collected four rolls of film in a two-day period, and Harry could already feel his heart getting a little lighter.
They visited the Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, Notre Dame Cathedral, the beaches of Normandy, Versailles, and a few of the magical villages. To Harry's delight, he had only been recognized by two people. One was a young girl in a book store and the other an older man who owned the jewelry store they stopped in. Ginny had been sighing over this pair of sterling silver earrings that dangled down in tiny spirals. They were really pretty. When she wasn't looking, he bought them thinking of her birthday only a few weeks down the road.
They returned to the house, usually late at night, after going to some of the dance clubs and spending the evenings dancing. But neither one of them were ever tired after their excursions. Instead, they met each other half-way and got lost in deep kisses and soft touches.
It was now their third day in France as Ginny stepped out of the shower. She was drying her hair with a towel when Harry stepped into the bathroom. He grinned at her and slipped his arms around her waist.
"Shame this towel's here."
Ginny's eyebrow rose. "Hmm. So what are we going to do today?"
Harry fingered the bottom of the towel, wondering if he dared to just tug it down. Ginny had been in a pretty playful mood lately.
"Do it and die, Potter."
He grinned, trying to look innocent as he leaned into nibble at her lips, "I have no idea what you're talking about."
Ginny laughed and kissed him. "So, what are we going to do today?"
He sighed. "I was thinking we leave France."
Her eyes widened. "And go where?"
"Italy."
Ginny's eyes softened. "Really?"
He nodded. "Why should we only stay in one country? We've got two more weeks until my birthday. I figure by then, we should be heading home. I think we should explore as many countries as want."
She smiled up at him. "I think that sounds wonderful."
He leaned in to nibble at her lips again. "And maybe, if we're having so much fun we could extend it another week?"
Ginny shook her head. "Wouldn't be much fun for you."
"Meaning?"
Ginny laughed. "Meaning, if we stay that third week, I will be on my period."
Harry looked horrified.
Ginny laughed and cupped his cheeks in her hands. "Got to get used to it, love."
He sighed. "You didn't have to share."
She grinned. "Yes, I did. And if you were smart, you would keep track of that."
Harry nodded. "I was warned by your brothers to do so."
She elbowed him lightly in the ribs. "Haha, very funny. Now, go away so I can get dressed and then I'll pack up my stuff and we can head to Italy."
Harry wiggled his eyebrows at her. "Why do I have to leave? It's not like I haven't seen you naked?"
"Because you might get ideas, now go!"
He just grinned at her as he backed out of the room. "Gin, just thinking about you gives me ideas."
Ginny tossed her towel at him as the bathroom door closed. It was nice to see him so playful again. With a smile on her face, she turned to get ready for the day.
They used the floo to get to Italy. What the Potters had done was connect their floo network to every single house that they owned in every country; therefore, they could just floo to their house to be in the country. It worked well because there was no hassle over portkeys and the Ministry of each country was aware of the floo link and would see when it was used.
The Potter Manor in Italy was just as vast and grand. It was more like a Roman style house with the center as a courtyard. It was beautiful and the sun was warm as it beat down on their skin.
"It's gorgeous, Harry," Ginny breathed.
Harry slipped his arm around her and nodded. "It really is. I never realized we had so many homes that were so … well, extravagant."
Ginny laughed. "Lily told me that it was your great-great-great-grandfather that bought and decorated these houses. Apparently, he was greedy and wanted homes everywhere."
Harry shrugged. "They do come in handy when you want to get away and see a country, right?"
She smiled, standing on her toes to kiss him softly. "They really do. Where should we go first?"
Harry shook his head, his hand under her tank top. "I think I have an idea."
She made to scold him but her retort came out on a moan as his calloused hands stroked over her bare skin. "Mmm."
He grinned, pinning her back against the wall and moving his lips to her neck. "Exactly."
A couple of hours later, they had exhausted each other, and succeeded in 'christening' a few more rooms of the Italy House. Ginny reached over to snuggle closer. "We have got to start finding the bedroom first."
He grinned at her, his hands in her hair as he rolled on top of her. "Why? I kind of like just having my way with you right in the middle of some random room."
She laughed. "Oh, you do, do you?" When his eyes twinkled in laughter she grinned. "I definitely have to agree."
Harry laughed and kissed her deeply until her body was writhing under his. Her hands roamed over his bare back and he moved to nibble at her ears. "Round three?"
"You're insatiable!" Ginny exclaimed when she felt his body coming very much back to life.
He winked at her. "That didn't sound like a no." His lips met hers again and she sighed in pleasure. There was no where else in the world she would rather be.
Italy turned out to be a great adventure. They moved all around the country quickly going to see basilicas and museums and taking a gondola ride through Venice. Ginny had taken tons of photos once again, including one of Harry's naked bum, which had caused him to chase her around the bedroom for the camera. The sights were just amazing. She didn't know what she had found more romantic, dancing with Harry on a rooftop under the stars, or the picnic he had made on the waterfront of the Mediterranean. They explored a few magical villages as well, but Harry wasn't noticed so much. It was a nice feeling to be able to go out and not be mobbed by reporters or 'fans'.
They spent three days in Italy before they headed to Greece. The manor in Greece wasn't as large, but it was still extravagant. To Harry's surprise it was Ginny that tackled him to the floor in the entranceway of the home this time. Of course, he had no complaints. They looked at ancient ruins and museums with ancient artifacts. It was all so beautiful and Ginny had taken so many pictures by the time it was over that they had to stop in a wizarding village to buy more film.
They only spent two days in Greece before they headed to Germany. Ginny had fallen in love with Berlin. She dragged Harry along to see everything and she wanted pictures of him everywhere. It was only after the twentieth destination, when Harry grabbed her and tugged her close for a long, deep kiss in front of the bridge, that she slowed down. The stars twinkled down at them and the cool summer breeze whipped through her hair.
"Are you trying to tell me to calm down?" she asked.
Harry nodded, brushing a piece of her hair out of her eyes. "Indeed, I am. Besides, there's a nice warm bed at home that's calling our name."
Ginny grinned at him and melted into the kiss. Neither one of them noticed the photographer in the corner taking pictures. But they certainly noticed the next morning when they stepped into the wizarding village and saw them kissing on the front page.
Harry swore angrily. "A moment's peace!"
Ginny smiled at him. "We have been lucky so far." She picked up the paper. "If only I could speak German."
An older man, who was selling the newspapers smiled at her. "You vould like to know vhat this says?"
"You speak English?" Ginny asked hopefully.
The man smiled. "Ja."
Harry nodded. "Then yes, please."
The man picked up the newspaper and began to read:
HARRY POTTER AND WIFE IN GERMANY ON THEIR HONEYMOON!
Written By: Carol Jorgens
Harry Potter, the Man Who Defeated Voldemort, and his beautiful wife, Ginevra Potter, were spotted kissing under the Hohenzollern Bridge last evening. The two left the U.K. quietly after the final battle, and seemed to be enjoying some alone time. The love between them is shining in their eyes … what a wonderful couple!
For more reading on Harry Potter's wedding, the final battle, and the aftermath, please continue to pages 6, 7, 8, and 9.
"Danke." Harry replied, pleased that he had managed to pick up anything at all from the German language.
The man smiled. "You are very velcome."
Harry paid the man for the paper and he and Ginny headed down the cobblestone street. "Do you think it's going to be unbearable now?"
Ginny laughed. "I doubt it. She didn't even write anything about us except that we must be on our honeymoon since we were seen kissing."
He grinned and leaned down to kiss her again. "Yeah, that's true. There have been worse things written about me."
She laughed. "I'll say."
"Should we explore some more, then?"
Ginny smiled. "I've got the camera ready."
Harry rolled his eyes. "I'm complaining to Colin. He's taught you way too much."
She laughed. "He'll only be proud." She kissed him softly before slipping her hand into his as they began to walk down the cobblestone street in comfortable silence.
They only spent one more day in Germany, just to be on the safe side, and then they headed to Prince Edward Island. There was a beautiful beach house there, right on the water. The weather was beautiful, and they enjoyed two full days of looking at historical sites and nights of walking along the beach as well as making love at every possible opportunity. From there they moved to Montreal, Québec.
The province was full of mixed cultures and a clash of different styles. They spent the nights dancing in clubs and the days making love. They only spent two days in Québec, before moving to Victoria. Ginny was amazed by the city. The mountains were so beautiful that they took her breath away and the people so friendly. One woman, who owned an incredible bakery in the square, loved their accent so much she kept trying to get them to tell her anything possible about Great Britain.
They spent two days in Victoria, before moving to Florida. Ginny absolutely fell in love with Disney World. She thought it was the greatest thing she had ever seen. They went on all sorts of rides and explored as much of the magic kingdom as they could. They spent four days there, going over their two week limit by two days.
They decided to spend their last night in New York City. Ginny showed Harry some of the sights, before they went back to the flat that the Potters owned and ordered Chinese food for dinner. It was delivered up to their flat and they curled up on the couch to watch movies.
"So do we have to go back in the morning?" Ginny asked.
Harry grinned. "Yeah, I guess we do. Besides, I think we got a pretty great start on seeing the world, don't you?"
She nodded, snuggling closer into his arms. "Yeah, it was wonderful. To be honest, I hadn't even thought about where we would go on our honeymoon. But this was so much better than I ever could have imagined."
"Good," Harry replied. "I've been thinking, since my family has so many homes all over the world we could really go anywhere we want anytime we want. Maybe like once a month on a weekend or something. Just to get away."
Ginny smiled up at him. "That would be wonderful." She kissed him softly as she picked at her chicken fried rice.
Harry was quiet for a few minutes as he stared at the television screen. They were watching some movie called Hook, which was strangely amusing. Ginny had picked it out. He turned to look down at her, and smiled. She was so beautiful. She was the most amazing and incredible thing that had ever happened to him. He couldn't imagine his life without her, and now she was his wife. They had been married for almost a month now. In five days time, he was going to turn eighteen. He felt years older.
"What are you thinking about?" Ginny asked.
"You … me … us … our future."
She smiled up at him. "Is it a good one?"
He grinned. "The best. I just realized that we need to find somewhere to live. We can't live with my parents forever."
She laughed. "I hadn't even thought about that. Where would you like to live?"
Harry shrugged. "I would like to stay in Scotland I think. It's beautiful there and … well, I would be close to home."
"Scotland is fine with me. So are we going to go house hunting, then?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
Ginny nodded. "We don't really have the money for our own house yet though, do we?"
Harry nodded. "I do. When I turned seventeen I came into my own trust fund. It's an alarmingly large amount of money. I also have a lot of savings myself. We could buy ourselves a nice home."
"I still don't know what I'm going to do yet. I really want to get into St. Mungo's Academy, but what if I don't hear back from them? What if my N.E.W.T.s were terrible? What am I going to do with my life?" Ginny said quickly, biting her lip nervously.
Harry grinned. "You're going to get in. Maybe I'll write Ed back and see if that seeker position is still open."
Ginny grinned. "See, we're off to a good start." She moved into his lap to kiss him deeply.
Harry's hands slipped around her waist and moved up her back to fist in her hair. This was their last night together on their honeymoon and he wanted it to never end. He slowed the kiss, keeping it soft and teasing, until he got what he was looking for, a long, soft moan from Ginny. His hands slid under her tank top, tugging it over her head. He cupped her gently, his thumbs brushing over her nipples through her lace bra. She sighed, her head arching back in pleasure as his lips moved down to her breasts and he suckled her through the lace. She moaned, her hands sliding under his shirt, desperate to touch him the way he was her.
Ginny pulled his tee shirt over his head. Her lips trailed over his chest and he moaned. When her lips met his again, he scooped her up into his arms and carried her into the bedroom. His eyes moved down to the simple white lace bra she wore and he made quick work of it. He took one of her breasts into his mouth again, sucking and nibbling on as much of it as he could.
Ginny moaned and pushed him off her, rolling on top of him. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail so it stayed out of her face as she leaned down to suck one of his nipples into her mouth. Harry's hand went to her head, to hold her in place, and he pulled the elastic from her hair so that her fire curls fell down her shoulders. Ginny continued to kiss her way down his chest, her tongue trailing along the waistband of his jeans. She grinned at him as she undid his belt, unzipping the pants and slid them off of him as his breath hitched in anticipation.
Harry grinned at her and slid his hand up the skirt she wore and tugged her panties down. "Mmm, there you are," he murmured as he found her ready for him. He slid a finger inside of her and Ginny moaned his name. He moved his finger slowly, just enough to build tension, before he slid a second finger in there.
"Faster," she moaned.
He grinned and did as she asked. She was riding his hand, her breath coming in ragged gulps as she cried out. His name burst from her lips as she came and he grinned up at her.
"That's what I like to hear." He murmured, tugging her skirt down her legs and tossing it onto the floor.
Ginny sighed in pleasure as his hands slid up her thighs, moving over her dragon before sliding further up to cup her breasts. "You like to hear me say your name when I come?"
Harry nodded. "Oh yeah."
Ginny smiled as she tugged his boxers down, her hand moving to grip him firmly. "I enjoy the same satisfaction."
He groaned when her hand began to move. His hips arched as she jerked his cock back and forth, up and down. Her name exploded from his lips as he came and she smiled. She cleaned her hand and straddled him, her mouth moving to his neck.
Harry grinned and rolled her over so that she was pinned beneath him. "I can't get enough of you." He suckled her breasts again, moving down her torso until his face was buried in her fire red curls. "I can't get enough of the taste of you." Ginny's breath hitched as he buried his nose in her curls. "Will you come for me again?"
Ginny didn't have time to answer because he had slipped his tongue inside of her and she cried out his name. Her hands fisted in his hair as he lapped at her juices, as his tongue swirled around her clit and he suckled gently. He sped up and she screamed as she came. He kissed his way back up her body and Ginny rolled him over so that she was on top.
Her hands met his and the magic ripped through them, softly and slowly. They had learned to a certain extent how to share magic softly while they made love. As the magic rippled through them, Ginny moved, taking him deep inside of her. When her hips began to move, he groaned and placed his hands on her hips, arching to meet her every demand. He watched as her breasts bounced in front of him and he sat up enough to take one of the rosy peaks into his mouth. Ginny's head fell back and she moaned. They came together, magic connecting in a final orgasmic explosion that left both of them sated.
It was the perfect end to a perfect vacation.
Harry woke up early the next morning with Ginny snuggled close up to him. She was a serious cuddler, but he didn't mind too much. He kissed her awake and they both quickly began to pack their things and get ready for the day. After a longer shower than they had planned on, since Harry had decided to distract her with his lips and hands, they were ready to go home by noon.
Harry shrunk down all of their belongings and stuck them in his pockets before they stepped into the floo. Within five minutes they stumbled out of the fireplace in the entrance hall of Glasgow Hall. Draco was just coming down the stairs and he grinned at them.
"Well, well, did you two have a good time?" He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively at them.
Harry grinned. "Yeah, we did. How have things been here?"
"Hectic," Draco supplied. "Delilah and I managed to postpone the wedding until the middle of August. The Ministry was alright with it because we had the date set. Seamus and Lavender are getting married next week up in Ireland. They've been busy preparing for that. Not to mention the fact that Tonks and Lexy are both ready to pop any minute. Lexy's three days overdue, and Tonks is due today, yet neither one of them seem to be ready just yet."
Ginny sighed. "Oh, that's not good. They must be miserable."
"Draco!" Delilah exclaimed, rushing into the entrance hall. "There you are! Lexy just went into labour!"
"Good timing," Harry replied.
Delilah grinned. "Oh, Harry, Ginny, did you two just get in?"
Ginny nodded. "We did. Is Lexy at St. Mungo's?"
Delilah nodded. "Yes."
Within ten minutes, most of the family was at St. Mungo's. Lily was sitting next to Tonks in the waiting room and they both had hands over their stomachs. They were chatting with Ginny about all of the places she and Harry had gone on their honeymoon.
Harry was sitting next to James. "How's it been going?"
James shrugged. "Slowly, but it's going. We've gotten quite a few confessions, which is a miracle enough. Not to mention the fact that we've got sixteen more Death Eaters. We found three people under the Imperious Curse. It's not taking much to get these guys to talk. They know it's truly over for them this time."
Harry nodded. "That's good. Any news on anything else?"
"Not so much. There's a ceremony being planned at the Ministry, for the end of the summer. They plan to elect a new Minister of Magic, since Scrimgeour has stepped down. They want you to do a speech at the ceremony. They have awards to give out, and want to honour the dead and wounded, from both this war and the first war." James explained.
"I figured they were going to do something like that."
"Can you handle it?"
Harry nodded. "I think so. Ginny told me I have to go up there, not only for them, but for me as well, and she's right. I think it will be good to stand up there and just tell the whole story."
James grinned. "She's a very smart woman."
"I know."
"Sirius?" Lily asked, causing everyone to turn their attention towards the hospital room door.
Sirius grinned at them. He was holding a tiny bundle wrapped in a yellow blanket in his arms. "Everyone, I'd like for you to meet the newest Marauder, Dakota Julianna Black. She's eight pounds and four ounces of perfection."
Keira bounced out of the room behind him with a grin on her face. She had rushed in behind Sirius as soon as he had come out. "Mummy says Daddy go boom!"
Remus chuckled. "Sirius, did you pass out again?"
Sirius blushed. "You know what, that doesn't matter, I've got another daughter."
"Daddy go boom!" Keira exclaimed again.
Sirius glared at her. "Come here, you little brat!"
She laughed and wrapped her arms around his legs. "Love you."
His eyes softened. "Yeah, love you too." He picked her up into his arms and carefully held Dakota in his other arm. "Lex is open to visitors too, if you guys want to come in."
"That would be – ow!" Tonks exclaimed, a hand over her stomach as liquid erupted from between her legs.
Remus paled. "Now?"
"I'm thinking, yeah." Tonks said.
Remus handed Daniel to Harry as he helped his wife to his feet. "Good thing we're in a hospital, Dora."
Tonks glared at him. "Moony, you are getting on my nerves."
Remus grinned at her and kissed her cheek. "That's okay."
Sirius watched his friend lead his wife away with a grin. "On the same day! That's brilliant! Now if only Lily-Love would pop."
Lily's eyebrow rose. "Pop is not the appropriate word, and I'm not even due for another month."
James leaned over to rub his wife's lower back. "Almost there, love, ignore Sirius."
Lily smiled sweetly at him. "I do."
"How's Fleur doing?" Ginny asked. "Does anybody know?"
Lily smiled. "Last time I saw her she was doing well. She's not due until October."
Ginny smiled. "I know. It's just … I'll get to be a real aunt."
Sirius grinned at her. "Yes, you will."
McGonagall stepped into the hall and her eyes widened. "Oh, I missed it!"
Sirius smiled at her and placed the tiny baby in her arms. "She didn't notice. Minerva, this is Dakota Julianna."
McGonagall cooed happily at the tiny baby and everyone smiled. It was turning out to be a wonderful day.
The day got a lot better when only three hours later, Tonks gave birth to a bouncing baby boy, who they named Adam Theodore Lupin. He was nine pounds, seven ounces and the spitting image of Tonks. He had barely been out in the world for five minutes, when his hair turned bright green.
Remus just sighed. "Oh, bother."
Tonks laughed. "This is going to be interesting."
Later on that evening, when Harry and Ginny returned to the manor they found mail for them on Harry's bed. Ginny was accepted into St. Mungo's Academy and got to start her program on 1st September. Harry had not only been asked by Ed MacDonald to play seeker again but he had also been accepted into the Auror Academy. It hadn't taken him long to make a decision.
Harry wanted to play Quidditch.
Ron had also been asked by MacDonald to play for Portree but he had also gotten a notice to play for the Chudley Cannons. Ron knew that he wanted to play Quidditch but he had a tough decision to make. Hermione was offered a job in the Department of Mysteries, something she had been dreaming about for a long time. She was supposed to start on 1st September as well. It was beginning to look like everything was falling into place.
Harry and Ginny found a house quickly. It was less than fifteen minutes away from the Manor and had tons of property. It needed some work, and to be fixed up a bit, but the old Victorian had class, it was beautiful. They were able to move in right away, and they did.
Seamus and Lavender got married in Ireland, with a beautiful ceremony. They said their vows and promised to love and cherish each other for the rest of their lives. Patrick Finnegan had been a basket case.
Draco and Delilah got married next, in the backyard of Malfoy Manor. Draco had been against it at first, but Delilah had convinced him to do it. The Manor was still dark looking, but Draco knew that Delilah was right; they could make this into a beautiful home. It was just going to take time. Delilah had gotten a job at the Wizengamot, starting bottom rung with Blaise. She was excited to start her internship and see where it would lead her. To Draco's surprise, he was accepted into the Auror Academy. He decided to give it a go.
Everything was turning out wonderful, and it was the start of everyone's new lives. But the summer's end was bringing something important. Something that had to be done before everyone could truly move on with their lives.
It was time for the ceremony that marked the end of the war.
It was time to face it all.
