Harry walked through the front door of 12 Grimmauld Place.

As he shut the door behind him, he called, "Ginny! I'm home!"

He heard Ginny call back, "In the kitchen Love!"

Harry still couldn't believe that he was married to Ginny. It's been a wonderful 3 years. Harry was also getting noticed at work as being a top-notch, no-nonsense Auror. Head Auror Robards had placed several letters of recommendation in his personnel file and started giving Harry harder cases that really tested his skills. Life was good for Harry.

He walked into the kitchen and Kreacher trotted up to him and took Harry's traveling cloak, "Good evening Master Harry." Kreacher hung the cloak with great care.

Harry smiled at the house-elf and replied, "Good evening Kreacher."

Harry then looked across the kitchen and saw Ginny standing by the stove. She looked amazing. Ginny wore a black spaghetti strap dress with her black high heel dress pumps. The skirt of the dress flowed out into an 'A' form and hit her just about mid-thigh. Harry could see the scar on her leg that ran up her thigh and disappeared under the dress. Ginny got that scar during the war in a duel with a death eater and she never hid it. She wore that scar like a badge of honor. Harry loved that about her. She pinned her long fire red hair up in a French twist. Her makeup was done very tastefully and barely noticeable, just the way Harry liked it. Harry saw some of the muggle women paint themselves to the point that they resembled clowns. Harry never saw much use for all that makeup. Ginny slowly walked across the kitchen to her husband. All Harry could hear was the click of her high heel shoes on the slate tile. His heart skipped a beat or two and his palms started to sweat. Even after dating for three years and three years of marriage Ginny still could still make him feel like a schoolboy with a crush.

Ginny reached Harry, hugged him, and kissed him deeply. After the kiss, she asked, "Hello Harry. How was your day?"

"Not bad. Are we supposed to be going out?"

Ginny smiled seductively as she played with his tie as she replied, "Not tonight Love. Kreacher, please finish dinner for me. Harry and I will be in the sitting room having a drink."

Kreacher bowed deeply and replied, "As Mistress Ginny requires."

Ginny broke her embrace on Harry and walked past him out of the kitchen to the sitting room. Harry just stared at her as she disappeared around the corner. Harry walked into the sitting room and saw Ginny standing by the bar with two glasses.

Ginny asked, "Firewhiskey or butterbeer Love?"

Harry replied, "Butterbeer please."

Ginny poured two glasses of butterbeer, walked over to Harry, and handed him his drink. Again, Harry's heart skipped a beat. He loved it when Ginny called him Love. It always made him long for her.

Ginny looked at Harry, with a seductive smile, she grabbed his tie and led him over to the couch where they both sat down. By this time Harry had to wipe his palms dry on his slacks.

Harry took a sip of his drink and said, "I thought you hated wearing heels?"

Ginny smiled and replied, "Actually they're not so bad anymore. Since we get invited to a lot of functions between your job and the team, I've been wearing them around the house most days after I get home from practice to get used to them. I kind of think they're fun now, as long as my feet don't start hurting." Ginny gave Harry another seductive smile, "The extra height comes in handy for snogging, plus I love the looks I get from you."

Harry smiled as his face turned pink with embarrassment. He had to admit he did like the way Ginny walked when she wore heels.

Harry said, "You look great tonight. What's the occasion?"

Ginny put her drink down and said, "Since I leave tomorrow morning for a string of road matches and I'll be gone for about 8 days, and I know you've been putting extra hours at the office, I thought I would make tonight a bit special."

Kreacher walked into the sitting room and announced, "Dinner is ready Master Harry and Mistress Ginny."

Harry and Ginny both stood up and Harry escorted his wife down the hall to the kitchen. When they got to the table, Harry pulled out Ginny's chair and then went around the table to sit across from her. Harry noticed that Kreacher had set out candles to set a very romantic mood.

Harry said, "The chicken tastes great!"

Ginny smiled and replied, "Thank you. I got the recipe from Mum."

Harry continued to eat. In between bites, he said, "I talked to Neville today."

Ginny asked, "How are he and Hannah doing?"

"They're doing well. He said he was leaving the department this summer," Harry responded in between bites.

"Really? Why?" Ginny asked in surprise.

Harry told her, "Professor Sprout is retiring after this term, and he talked to McGonagall about taking the position. She gave it to him."

Ginny responded, "Good for him. Herbology was always Neville's best subject."

Harry asked Ginny, "How was practice?"

Ginny knew that Harry missed playing quidditch and was always interested in how the team was doing.

She told him, "It was really good. We went over some new plays. Rumor in the locker room is Gwen will be retiring soon and I'm the one they're going to pick for Captain."

Harry smiled at his wife and said, "That's great news even if it is a rumor. Before I forget, I talked to Robards. I can make the match against Ireland. What time do you have to be at the portkey?"

"I'll make sure you have your usual seat then. The girls will be happy to see you. Gwen said we need to meet by 7:15 am sharp. The portkey leaves at 7:20 am." Ginny told him.

Harry finished his dinner and replied, "7:15 am huh? I'll make sure I'm up to see you off. It has been a while since I've been to a match. It'll be good to get out and watch one."

Ginny also finished her dinner and pushed her plate aside. Kreacher quietly walk over and removed the dirty dishes without any notice from Harry or Ginny while placing tea down for both of them.

Ginny sipped her tea and stated, "Mum is expecting you at the Burrow for dinner while I'm gone. She doesn't like the idea of you eating alone."

Harry nodded and replied, "I already planned on it, just like all the rest of your road trips."

Harry loved the Weasleys. They treated him just like another son. Every time Ginny went on the road with the Harpies, or the girls as Ginny referred to them, Mrs. Weasley always insisted that he ate dinner with her and Mr. Weasley. Harry always enjoyed his time with them. Mrs. Weasley's cooking was always top-notch and she always made his favorites dishes.

Ginny finished her tea and stood up. She walked around the table and sat on Harry's lap. Harry's heart felt like it was going to beat right out of his chest. Ginny placed her arm around his neck and she gently rubbed his cheek with her thumb. Harry closed his eyes and savored her touch. Ginny leaned down and kissed him. Harry kissed her back.

Ginny stood up, took Harry's hand and said, "Let's go to bed."

Harry nodded and stood up. The couple walked out of the kitchen and walked upstairs to their bedroom.

Ginny kicked off her shoes and asked Harry, "Unzip me, Love?"

Harry removed his black sports coat and his shoes. He then walked over behind his wife. He gave her soft butterfly kisses on her neck while he slid his hands down her sides. Ginny loved the feeling of Harry's strong hands around her waist. They always made her feel safe. Ginny let out a soft sigh while Harry gently nibbled her ear. Harry then stepped back a little and unzipped Ginny's dress and watched it drop to the floor. Harry could now see the scars along her lower back from the war. He traced them with his finger.

Ginny giggled at his touch and asked him, "You're tracing my scars again aren't you Love?"

Harry replied, "Uh-huh."

Ginny slowly step out of her dress and slowly turned around and helped Harry take off his black tie unbutton his white dress shirt and undo his pants. Ginny leaned in close, so close there was no space between them. Harry felt her naked bosom against his bare chest and his heart started pounding, threatening to leave his body. She started kissing his neck and then she moved to his shoulders. Without removing her lips from his body, Ginny let down her hair. Ginny slowly caressed his chest. She loved that Harry was an auror. He was always in shape. She could feel his muscular chest, but he wasn't muscle-bound. Harry had trained himself to have a very athletic build. Harry engulf her in a massive hug while he passionately kissed her neck. Ginny let out a slight moan as she gently scratched his back.

Harry let out a groan and whispered, "Let's move this to the bed."