A copper-haired woman stepped out of an apartment building. The sun was
shining down heavily in the already miserable southern heat. It was July
in Mississippi and the humidity was nearly unbearable to most. This woman,
however, seemed strangely unphased. She was dressed in a light, flowery,
pink skirt and a tight-ish white tank top. Her red curls were pulled up
into a high ponytail except for a few stray tendrils that hung around her
neck. "Let's move it Ginny!" a scruffy brown haired 6 ft.-er said in a
heavy southern drawl. "You're going to miss your damn plane!" She grinned
at him and hurried down the stairs in her loud, white flip-flops and big
suitcase hanging at her side. She slid her suitcase into the trunk of her
friend, Donny's red convertible.
"Thanks Donny, I owe you one," she said in a pleasant half and half of British and Mississippian. She sat next to him and they sped off down the road.
"Now tell me again, why in hell are you going back to England honey?" he asked as they passed her street. She, having been busy waving at her old neighbors, didn't respond immediately.
"What did ya say Donny?"
"I asked why you're going to go see your folks," he sighed, sounding increasingly more aggravated.
"I haven't seen them in years Don! Anyway, my brother's getting married."
"Which one, you didn't show for your other brother's."
"That was Percy and we never really got along. He didn't even send me an invitation. Ron is getting married this time."
"I still don't know what makes you think that things have changed. I just don't want you to get hurt."
"So come with me. My family would like you if they got to know you."
"Listen, and listen well bebe, I know what people like your family think about people like me."
"Donny, my family's not going to care that you're gay! I've got a cousin who's gay."
"You think that but then it turns out not to be true," he said quietly, looking down at his hands for a second. She fell silent, her cheerful demeanor shot by his melancholy conversation. The rest of the ride was relatively silent. They made a little small talk but were at the airport before a real conversation started up again.
They pulled up to the gate and he got out of the car. He took out her cases and handed them off to an attendant before giving her a hug. "Stay well darlin', we'll all be waitin' for you. By the way, do they know your coming?"
"Nope, and I'll stay well. Miss you already!" she gave him a kiss on his cheek and he couldn't help but notice the glint in her eye. She gave him a wave before starting into the bustling terminal.
Ginny got her ticket and followed the signs to her gate. She got a coffee (a muggle concoction she had grown to love) and took out her book. She was just getting to the part where Felicity and Duke declare their undying love for one another when she was called. She got up, packed up her things and walked over to the line. She spent her line time redoing her lipstick and handed the attendant her ticket.
10 minutes later she was settled into her seat and had started reading again. Slowly the plane filled up and she was silently hoping that the seat next to her wouldn't be filled so she could spread out in all her splendor. It was almost time for takeoff and the seat still wasn't filled. She was silently thanking God and preparing herself for relaxation when a man burst through the curtains. He filed down the plane before halting at her's. "Oh shit!" she muttered to herself. He put his bags in the overhead compartment and sat next to her. She flipped rather violently through her magazine till the attendants came to the front to make their stupid little speech. "Damn people and their damn full planes," she said to herself. "Pardon me," the man said, leaning over to her. Her eyes slowly traveled up to his. "Nothing," she whispered. She couldn't fight the uncanny feeling though. 'I know those eyes' she said to herself. He turned back in his seat a little unnerved about her candidness.
'I know her,' he thought to himself.
Later on in the trip he risked another word with her. "So, your accent, it's British. Where are you from?" He didn't even look at her when he was speaking, too afraid that she would shoot him.
"Yeah, I'm British, what's it to you?" she asked, still pissed about loosing her leg space.
"I was just wondering because, because, I'm British too."
"I'm from St. Catchpole, you?" her voice was softening, that must be a good sign!
"Private Drive," he said, wondering if she had ever seen the Weasleys. Come to think of it, she looked a bit like a Weasley. Ginny's eyes widened. This was Harry and he didn't recognize her!
"HARRY?" she exclaimed.
"Ginny? Is that really you?"
"Yeah, how have you been?"
"I've been good, I was doing a bit of research in the states. But how have you been, we haven't seen you since, since.." his voice faded.
"Yep, not since IT happened," she said quietly. "I guess you're here for the wedding?"
"Of course and you are as well?"
"Uh huh. It's so weird and to think," she stifled a little giggle.
"To think what?"
"To think about Ron and Hermione, um, what's the word I'm looking for, getting it on," Ginny let out another giggle. Harry chuckled.
"Well, I think that that was already, oh never mind. So what have you been doing?"
"I opened a shop with a few friends."
"What kind of shop?"
"A sweets shop. I don't know if you've heard of it, Gwydion Chocolates. Of course we make more then just chocolate but, well there you go. It's namely circulated around the US but we've sent a few cases to England and Scotland," she stopped seeing Harry's mouth hanging open.
"You're one of the founders of Gwydion Chocolate? I love that stuff actually that's one of the reasons I came here. I knew that the company was based in Mississippi and it's hell trying to get even a box over in London. Of course that's not the only reason but it is a main one. That was the only thing Hermione insisted she get for her wedding. I still can't believe you are one of the founders! It's so weird," Ginny was grinning by now.
"Small world huh?"
"Oh yeah. So is that what you got them for their wedding?"
"Yep, they get a box of the new ones, the ones we haven't released yet."
"They'll love it. You said you founded it with your friends, who are they?"
"Well there's our married friends: Joe and Madeline Martin and their little girl Lottie Belle (Charlotte Belle), Haley Torrin who's also my roommate, and Donny McCullah our gay friend who's also my roommate."
"They sound interesting, I hope to meet them someday."
"I tried to get Don to come but he wouldn't. Maybe you could visit the shop and meet my friends all at the same time." The two old friends talked far into the night and hardly noticed that they were flying over their homeland. They were jerked out of their revere by the captain declaring their arrival.
"Wow, that went really fast!" Harry said, letting out a long sigh.
"Tell me about it. Now I have to make the big surprise."
"You mean they don't know that you're coming?"
"Nope, they sent an invitation but I never sent back an RSVP. I hope they won't mind, do you think they will?"
"Of course not! They'll be elated. I just don't think they'll recognize you. I sure as hell didn't."
"I just don't see that much of a change, I mean, I cut my hair and grew a bit but that's pretty much it."
"Believe me, you've changed more then you could possibly realize." They were busy packing up for the rest of the landing and exited together. "So I guess I we better head to the Burrow? I know it's really late but there's no where else."
"Couldn't we get a Hotel room?" Ginny asked, a suggestive smile gracing her lips. Harry's eyes grew very wide.
"What do you mean?"
"You know very well what I mean. Do they know when you're coming?"
"They think that I'm getting here tomorrow but we can't do that, you, you, Ron would kill me!"
"Ron doesn't have to know Harry," Ginny pushed her finger against his lips. "Harry, I just want to get some "sleep" don't you. We aren't going to get any at the Burrow. I don't want to do that!" Ginny grinned. Harry breathed a sigh of relief. Ron had a strange way of finding things out and if he had, he shuttered to think of the pains that would be wrought on him by the Weasley men.
They went and go their bags before flagging down a cab. They rode to The Leaky Cauldron and exited. After getting separate (A/N- Come on people, they just re-met plus this isn't going to be above R!) rooms they went to sleep.
The next morning they woke (very late). Ginny rolled over in her bed and smiled. The sun was pouring in through the window and she was almost painfully relaxed. The soft, down comforter was charmed to stay cool in the summer and warm in the winter, adapting to the bed's inhabitant. A knock came on the door and she called for them to come in. Harry entered. "Mornin' Harry," she said, showing a bit of her Southern accent.
"Good Morning Ginny. I'm going to go to breakfast in about 15 minutes and wondering if you wanted to join me. After breakfast I'm planning to head over to the Burrow.
"That'd be great Harry. Just come and help me pry myself away from this heavenly bed," she smiled and lifted her arms. He helped her up. "Thanks Harry, I'll be ready in 10."
"Good, I'll see you then. I'll just go and get us a table. The Leaky Cauldron is surprisingly busy." Ginny stretched and went to the bathroom to wash her face. She pulled her hair up and pulled on some clean cloths. She pulled on a pair of kakis and a striped, pink and yellow blouse. She put on a bit of makeup and went down to join Harry.
She found him sitting at a window table looking out at Diagon Alley, (if you got a 2nd floor table you could see over the wall). He was dressed in a soft looking blue sweater and a pair of gray slacks. She hadn't noticed how much he'd grown. The last time she'd seen him he'd been a scrawny 18- year-old. He was actually quite good looking now. She joined him at their table. He ordered a big breakfast with eggs and bacon. Ginny of course knew better then to eat a lot before heading over to her mother's house so she ordered some fruit and tea. She also felt a little queasy. She hadn't seen her family in about 6 years. She suddenly wished that she had told them she was coming.
They finished their breakfast in record time and went to the outside grate. Harry pulled out a small satchel of floo powder but Ginny stopped him. "Harry, do you think we could take a taxi or something? I don't feel so well and I don't think floo-ing would rest to well with my tummy," she must have looked very green because Harry just nodded. They went out to the main, muggle road and flagged down a taxi.
"St. Catch Pole please," Harry said. They had a very silent trip and for Ginny it took far less time then she would have liked. They stopped at the end of the road. Harry had thought it wise to not go right up to the house seeing as there were things that shouldn't be seen. He helped Ginny out of the car and they continued down the street after paying the driver (Ginny was the only one with muggle, English money). "Are you nervous Gin?"
"Yes, very," she didn't trust herself to speak so they fell silent. As they neared the Burrow the noise became louder and Ginny became greener. Just before the beginning of the driveway Ginny turned around. "Don't know what I was thinking, I can't do this. No, I'll just go get a taxi and then I'll fly back to Mississippi." Harry turned around.
"Ginny, come on. You have to do this. You don't know how much this will mean to Hermione and Ron, to everybody. They've missed you so much. They couldn't find you but they've wanted to, oh Ginny you don't know how much they've missed you." Harry remembered what it had been like after Ginny left. She still didn't stop walking. "Virginia Kathryn Weasley, stop right now or I'll make you stop," she still didn't stop walking so he quickly closed the distance between them. He picked her up and threw her over his back. She was too stunned to struggle till they were too close for her to turn back. He put her down and grabbed her arm.
Ginny looked around in awe. It was just like she had left it. All of her family was rushing around the lawn. Just tons and tons of red. She wasn't surprised of course seeing as the wedding was 3 days from them. She saw Percy and Penny trying to gather up their children and Bill and Charlie with their families (They'd both gotten married before she left). Then she saw her favorite brother, Ron was sitting on the swing under the willow tree. He looked over at them and caught sight of Harry. "HARRY!" he called in excitement. Everyone turned their heads and rushed over. "It's great to see you mate!" Ron said a grin plastered across his face. The 24- year-old had also grown quite a bit.
After they had all greeted Harry they turned to her. "Who's this Harry?" Fred asked, his eyebrows lifted sugestedly. "I'm glad you've finally gone red. You know the saying "Once you go red, you'll." but he was stopped by a quick elbow in the ribs by his girlfriend, Fiona.
"What about Ginny? Do you think she's like that?" Harry asked, having a lot of fun. Ginny went red.
"Ginny, no, she better not be," Charlie said.
"Wait, you look a lot like...." Ron's eyes widened before he threw his arms around her. "Ginny, oh God Ginny I'm so happy to see you," tears were now falling down both Ginny's and Ron's faces.
"I'm glad to see you again too Ron," Ginny cried. After they parted the rest of her brothers hugged her, all except Percy that is.
"Ginny," he nodded his greeting coldly. She bit her lip. Something in her had hoped that things between them would have changed. Mrs. Weasley sprung out of the house running (or walking rather quickly) toward the group.
"Virginia, is that you?" she asked, her graying hair falling out of it's usually neat bun. "Is that my Virginia?"
"Yes mum, it's me," Mrs. Weasley pulled Ginny into the biggest hug. "Don't you ever do that to me again," she said, punctuating each word with a very violent kiss on the top of the head. "Now let me look at you," she pulled her away from her. Ginny became suddenly aware of the low neckline on her shirt, the tightness of her pants, and the somewhat heaviness of her makeup. She defiantly wasn't expecting what came next. "My dear, you've cut your hair!" Ginny broke down in a fit of giggles.
"Yes mum, yes I did cut my hair."
"Now dear, you must come inside and see your father." Ginny walked slowly toward the house with her mother. This would be interesting. She didn't think her father would so happy to see her. He was sitting in his chair in the living room. He was reading a book and had a cup of tea beside him. His balding head was ringed with gray; a pair of reading glasses was perched on the bridge of his nose. "Arthur, you've got a visitor." He looked up and saw Ginny standing there. It took a moment before he realized who she was. Then he got up and hugged her. They both were crying their eyes out; so much was their relief to see each other again.
"Daddy, daddy, I've missed you so much!"
"I've missed you too butterbean.."
A/N- So people, how'd you like it? There's more to come. You'll find out the reason for Ginny's leaving and you may be surprised. We'll also get to Ron and Hermione's wedding. So R&R for I won't continue otherwise!
"Thanks Donny, I owe you one," she said in a pleasant half and half of British and Mississippian. She sat next to him and they sped off down the road.
"Now tell me again, why in hell are you going back to England honey?" he asked as they passed her street. She, having been busy waving at her old neighbors, didn't respond immediately.
"What did ya say Donny?"
"I asked why you're going to go see your folks," he sighed, sounding increasingly more aggravated.
"I haven't seen them in years Don! Anyway, my brother's getting married."
"Which one, you didn't show for your other brother's."
"That was Percy and we never really got along. He didn't even send me an invitation. Ron is getting married this time."
"I still don't know what makes you think that things have changed. I just don't want you to get hurt."
"So come with me. My family would like you if they got to know you."
"Listen, and listen well bebe, I know what people like your family think about people like me."
"Donny, my family's not going to care that you're gay! I've got a cousin who's gay."
"You think that but then it turns out not to be true," he said quietly, looking down at his hands for a second. She fell silent, her cheerful demeanor shot by his melancholy conversation. The rest of the ride was relatively silent. They made a little small talk but were at the airport before a real conversation started up again.
They pulled up to the gate and he got out of the car. He took out her cases and handed them off to an attendant before giving her a hug. "Stay well darlin', we'll all be waitin' for you. By the way, do they know your coming?"
"Nope, and I'll stay well. Miss you already!" she gave him a kiss on his cheek and he couldn't help but notice the glint in her eye. She gave him a wave before starting into the bustling terminal.
Ginny got her ticket and followed the signs to her gate. She got a coffee (a muggle concoction she had grown to love) and took out her book. She was just getting to the part where Felicity and Duke declare their undying love for one another when she was called. She got up, packed up her things and walked over to the line. She spent her line time redoing her lipstick and handed the attendant her ticket.
10 minutes later she was settled into her seat and had started reading again. Slowly the plane filled up and she was silently hoping that the seat next to her wouldn't be filled so she could spread out in all her splendor. It was almost time for takeoff and the seat still wasn't filled. She was silently thanking God and preparing herself for relaxation when a man burst through the curtains. He filed down the plane before halting at her's. "Oh shit!" she muttered to herself. He put his bags in the overhead compartment and sat next to her. She flipped rather violently through her magazine till the attendants came to the front to make their stupid little speech. "Damn people and their damn full planes," she said to herself. "Pardon me," the man said, leaning over to her. Her eyes slowly traveled up to his. "Nothing," she whispered. She couldn't fight the uncanny feeling though. 'I know those eyes' she said to herself. He turned back in his seat a little unnerved about her candidness.
'I know her,' he thought to himself.
Later on in the trip he risked another word with her. "So, your accent, it's British. Where are you from?" He didn't even look at her when he was speaking, too afraid that she would shoot him.
"Yeah, I'm British, what's it to you?" she asked, still pissed about loosing her leg space.
"I was just wondering because, because, I'm British too."
"I'm from St. Catchpole, you?" her voice was softening, that must be a good sign!
"Private Drive," he said, wondering if she had ever seen the Weasleys. Come to think of it, she looked a bit like a Weasley. Ginny's eyes widened. This was Harry and he didn't recognize her!
"HARRY?" she exclaimed.
"Ginny? Is that really you?"
"Yeah, how have you been?"
"I've been good, I was doing a bit of research in the states. But how have you been, we haven't seen you since, since.." his voice faded.
"Yep, not since IT happened," she said quietly. "I guess you're here for the wedding?"
"Of course and you are as well?"
"Uh huh. It's so weird and to think," she stifled a little giggle.
"To think what?"
"To think about Ron and Hermione, um, what's the word I'm looking for, getting it on," Ginny let out another giggle. Harry chuckled.
"Well, I think that that was already, oh never mind. So what have you been doing?"
"I opened a shop with a few friends."
"What kind of shop?"
"A sweets shop. I don't know if you've heard of it, Gwydion Chocolates. Of course we make more then just chocolate but, well there you go. It's namely circulated around the US but we've sent a few cases to England and Scotland," she stopped seeing Harry's mouth hanging open.
"You're one of the founders of Gwydion Chocolate? I love that stuff actually that's one of the reasons I came here. I knew that the company was based in Mississippi and it's hell trying to get even a box over in London. Of course that's not the only reason but it is a main one. That was the only thing Hermione insisted she get for her wedding. I still can't believe you are one of the founders! It's so weird," Ginny was grinning by now.
"Small world huh?"
"Oh yeah. So is that what you got them for their wedding?"
"Yep, they get a box of the new ones, the ones we haven't released yet."
"They'll love it. You said you founded it with your friends, who are they?"
"Well there's our married friends: Joe and Madeline Martin and their little girl Lottie Belle (Charlotte Belle), Haley Torrin who's also my roommate, and Donny McCullah our gay friend who's also my roommate."
"They sound interesting, I hope to meet them someday."
"I tried to get Don to come but he wouldn't. Maybe you could visit the shop and meet my friends all at the same time." The two old friends talked far into the night and hardly noticed that they were flying over their homeland. They were jerked out of their revere by the captain declaring their arrival.
"Wow, that went really fast!" Harry said, letting out a long sigh.
"Tell me about it. Now I have to make the big surprise."
"You mean they don't know that you're coming?"
"Nope, they sent an invitation but I never sent back an RSVP. I hope they won't mind, do you think they will?"
"Of course not! They'll be elated. I just don't think they'll recognize you. I sure as hell didn't."
"I just don't see that much of a change, I mean, I cut my hair and grew a bit but that's pretty much it."
"Believe me, you've changed more then you could possibly realize." They were busy packing up for the rest of the landing and exited together. "So I guess I we better head to the Burrow? I know it's really late but there's no where else."
"Couldn't we get a Hotel room?" Ginny asked, a suggestive smile gracing her lips. Harry's eyes grew very wide.
"What do you mean?"
"You know very well what I mean. Do they know when you're coming?"
"They think that I'm getting here tomorrow but we can't do that, you, you, Ron would kill me!"
"Ron doesn't have to know Harry," Ginny pushed her finger against his lips. "Harry, I just want to get some "sleep" don't you. We aren't going to get any at the Burrow. I don't want to do that!" Ginny grinned. Harry breathed a sigh of relief. Ron had a strange way of finding things out and if he had, he shuttered to think of the pains that would be wrought on him by the Weasley men.
They went and go their bags before flagging down a cab. They rode to The Leaky Cauldron and exited. After getting separate (A/N- Come on people, they just re-met plus this isn't going to be above R!) rooms they went to sleep.
The next morning they woke (very late). Ginny rolled over in her bed and smiled. The sun was pouring in through the window and she was almost painfully relaxed. The soft, down comforter was charmed to stay cool in the summer and warm in the winter, adapting to the bed's inhabitant. A knock came on the door and she called for them to come in. Harry entered. "Mornin' Harry," she said, showing a bit of her Southern accent.
"Good Morning Ginny. I'm going to go to breakfast in about 15 minutes and wondering if you wanted to join me. After breakfast I'm planning to head over to the Burrow.
"That'd be great Harry. Just come and help me pry myself away from this heavenly bed," she smiled and lifted her arms. He helped her up. "Thanks Harry, I'll be ready in 10."
"Good, I'll see you then. I'll just go and get us a table. The Leaky Cauldron is surprisingly busy." Ginny stretched and went to the bathroom to wash her face. She pulled her hair up and pulled on some clean cloths. She pulled on a pair of kakis and a striped, pink and yellow blouse. She put on a bit of makeup and went down to join Harry.
She found him sitting at a window table looking out at Diagon Alley, (if you got a 2nd floor table you could see over the wall). He was dressed in a soft looking blue sweater and a pair of gray slacks. She hadn't noticed how much he'd grown. The last time she'd seen him he'd been a scrawny 18- year-old. He was actually quite good looking now. She joined him at their table. He ordered a big breakfast with eggs and bacon. Ginny of course knew better then to eat a lot before heading over to her mother's house so she ordered some fruit and tea. She also felt a little queasy. She hadn't seen her family in about 6 years. She suddenly wished that she had told them she was coming.
They finished their breakfast in record time and went to the outside grate. Harry pulled out a small satchel of floo powder but Ginny stopped him. "Harry, do you think we could take a taxi or something? I don't feel so well and I don't think floo-ing would rest to well with my tummy," she must have looked very green because Harry just nodded. They went out to the main, muggle road and flagged down a taxi.
"St. Catch Pole please," Harry said. They had a very silent trip and for Ginny it took far less time then she would have liked. They stopped at the end of the road. Harry had thought it wise to not go right up to the house seeing as there were things that shouldn't be seen. He helped Ginny out of the car and they continued down the street after paying the driver (Ginny was the only one with muggle, English money). "Are you nervous Gin?"
"Yes, very," she didn't trust herself to speak so they fell silent. As they neared the Burrow the noise became louder and Ginny became greener. Just before the beginning of the driveway Ginny turned around. "Don't know what I was thinking, I can't do this. No, I'll just go get a taxi and then I'll fly back to Mississippi." Harry turned around.
"Ginny, come on. You have to do this. You don't know how much this will mean to Hermione and Ron, to everybody. They've missed you so much. They couldn't find you but they've wanted to, oh Ginny you don't know how much they've missed you." Harry remembered what it had been like after Ginny left. She still didn't stop walking. "Virginia Kathryn Weasley, stop right now or I'll make you stop," she still didn't stop walking so he quickly closed the distance between them. He picked her up and threw her over his back. She was too stunned to struggle till they were too close for her to turn back. He put her down and grabbed her arm.
Ginny looked around in awe. It was just like she had left it. All of her family was rushing around the lawn. Just tons and tons of red. She wasn't surprised of course seeing as the wedding was 3 days from them. She saw Percy and Penny trying to gather up their children and Bill and Charlie with their families (They'd both gotten married before she left). Then she saw her favorite brother, Ron was sitting on the swing under the willow tree. He looked over at them and caught sight of Harry. "HARRY!" he called in excitement. Everyone turned their heads and rushed over. "It's great to see you mate!" Ron said a grin plastered across his face. The 24- year-old had also grown quite a bit.
After they had all greeted Harry they turned to her. "Who's this Harry?" Fred asked, his eyebrows lifted sugestedly. "I'm glad you've finally gone red. You know the saying "Once you go red, you'll." but he was stopped by a quick elbow in the ribs by his girlfriend, Fiona.
"What about Ginny? Do you think she's like that?" Harry asked, having a lot of fun. Ginny went red.
"Ginny, no, she better not be," Charlie said.
"Wait, you look a lot like...." Ron's eyes widened before he threw his arms around her. "Ginny, oh God Ginny I'm so happy to see you," tears were now falling down both Ginny's and Ron's faces.
"I'm glad to see you again too Ron," Ginny cried. After they parted the rest of her brothers hugged her, all except Percy that is.
"Ginny," he nodded his greeting coldly. She bit her lip. Something in her had hoped that things between them would have changed. Mrs. Weasley sprung out of the house running (or walking rather quickly) toward the group.
"Virginia, is that you?" she asked, her graying hair falling out of it's usually neat bun. "Is that my Virginia?"
"Yes mum, it's me," Mrs. Weasley pulled Ginny into the biggest hug. "Don't you ever do that to me again," she said, punctuating each word with a very violent kiss on the top of the head. "Now let me look at you," she pulled her away from her. Ginny became suddenly aware of the low neckline on her shirt, the tightness of her pants, and the somewhat heaviness of her makeup. She defiantly wasn't expecting what came next. "My dear, you've cut your hair!" Ginny broke down in a fit of giggles.
"Yes mum, yes I did cut my hair."
"Now dear, you must come inside and see your father." Ginny walked slowly toward the house with her mother. This would be interesting. She didn't think her father would so happy to see her. He was sitting in his chair in the living room. He was reading a book and had a cup of tea beside him. His balding head was ringed with gray; a pair of reading glasses was perched on the bridge of his nose. "Arthur, you've got a visitor." He looked up and saw Ginny standing there. It took a moment before he realized who she was. Then he got up and hugged her. They both were crying their eyes out; so much was their relief to see each other again.
"Daddy, daddy, I've missed you so much!"
"I've missed you too butterbean.."
A/N- So people, how'd you like it? There's more to come. You'll find out the reason for Ginny's leaving and you may be surprised. We'll also get to Ron and Hermione's wedding. So R&R for I won't continue otherwise!
