Chapter 8- Elizabeth the snooty
It was lucky for Harry and Ginny that Tyler didn't see things in the way any other person in the house would. Unfortunately for Harry and Ginny, though, this meant that they only had another thirty seconds to sleep.
"Ginny," Tyler prodded her. "Ginny?"
"What Tyler?" It took Ginny a moment to realize that she was lying in Harry's arms. She sat straight up. A moment later, Harry was doing the same.
"Can you show me Quidditch now?" It was then that Tyler noticed Ginny's robes. "Wow! Are those Quidditch robes?" His eyes were now popping out of his head.
"Yes they are, and I have one for you too," Harry stated with a satisfied grin. He reached into his bag and pulled one out in Tyler's size. "Now, go get changed, and we'll go play."
"Thanks! This is sweet!" Tyler ran off to change.
Harry was still trying to figure out what Tyler had meant by 'sweet' when Ginny finally found her voice. "Harry, you really didn't have to do that." She was astounded at how giving Harry was.
"Well, after hearing that he's a fellow Quidditch fan, I couldn't help writing to Angela and find out what his measurements were. Now, I'm going to grab some coffee and my broom, and teach that deprived American the real wizarding sport." He had a sly grin on when he stood up to head toward the kitchen.
Ginny followed him. "Aren't you tired though? I mean, it couldn't have been too comfortable, me using you as a pillow."
"No, it was perfect," Harry all of the sudden became very interested in the mug of coffee. "Besides, Tyler wants to play."
"Tyler can wait," Ginny smiled at him. She knew that Harry was always doing things for other people, but this was all very unexpected.
Tyler came in at that point, all ready, but pouting at the same time. "What's wrong Ty? Doesn't it fit." Ginny couldn't imagine what was eating at him when he had someone who not only gave him robes, but was going to play Quidditch at six o'clock in the morning after being up nearly all night.
"I forgot my broom, so I can't play."
Harry smiled at Ginny, "I'll be right back." Harry disapprated and two minutes later came back holding a brand new racing broom.
"Wow! I've never seen one of these!" Tyler took the broom when it was handed to him.
"It's called a Rival Flight, we'll be marketing them soon, here in England."
"Thanks," with that, he ran outside to try out the new product.
"We?" Ginny was confused.
"Draco and me."
"You and... what? When did you two start working together?"
"Oh, we still don't get along by any means, but I had ideas on how to make a better broom, and he had the financing."
"You could have financed it."
"Yeah, but I would have emptied my vault, not to mention that he did have some good ideas on improving the broom, even though I hate to admit it."
"We better go out there before Tyler kills himself with a bludger, or something."
For most of the morning, the rest of the household slept in while Harry helped Tyler learn to get a better grasp on his broom, and understand the finer points of Quidditch. Ginny sat on the sides, for the most part, just watching the interaction between her adopted younger brother, and one of her best friends.
Harry also looked very handsome up on the broom, passing the quaffle back and forth with the clumsy Tyler. By the end of their session, Molly had finished brunch, and the rest of both families were seated at the extended table placed in the garden.
"Ginny, Tyler! There you are! Where have you been?" Molly questioned when she saw them coming around the corner, in sight of the garden.
"Just showing Tyler the greatest sport in the world, Mum," She gave Molly a kiss on the cheek, and sat down next to Fred and George. Tyler sat next to Angela and started telling her all about as fast as he could. Harry took the seat next to Ron, and across from Ginny, most importantly across from Ginny.
"What do you think?" Ginny came into her room to show Hermione the final product of the bridesmaid's dress.
"Gorgeous, thank you, Angela, for making it." Hermione gave Angela a hug, and went back to taking in every angle of Ginny in the dress.
"It was no problem at all," Angela was pleased of Hermione's approval. "I must go check on Tyler, make sure he isn't making Harry and Ron play Quidditch all day."
She left Ginny's room and they could hear footsteps making their way down the stairs. "Oh, it's good to be here. I'm so excited for the wedding, you must be dying of anticipation." Ginny sat down on the bed, while Hermione took the chair in front of the desk.
"Yeah, I can't believe we waited so long, but we wanted to get married when Ron could get time off."
"So, what can I do to help?"
"You can go out with Harry." Hermione didn't look Ginny in the eye.
It took Ginny minutes to regain use of her tongue. "What? How is that going to help?"
"Ginny, I haven't seen Harry this happy since before you even started to date Brian. I really think this is more than just a crush. Every time I even mention you, he asks what I've heard. He's always at work to keep himself busy, and, from what Ron says, he reads your owls at least ten times a day until he gets the next. You know he was going to ask you on a date the night you introduced us all to Brian."
"He was a bloody waste of time." Ginny looked down with an expression of hatred.
"Yes, he was, but that's not your fault. It was Harry's for not asking you out sooner. He wanted to ask you out the entire summer before that."
"Really?" Ginny was baffled at being told all of this.
"Yeah, really. You should have seen how excited he was to learn that you would be on his team." Hermione looked down at her watch. "We're late to meeting my parents. You'll get to meet my cousins, if you want to come with me."
"Sure," Ginny said, trying to let everything sink in."
Hermione, Ron, Ginny, and Harry (since Harry was his best man) took Harry's car to the Grangers. They arrived around three o'clock in the afternoon and Hermione's family was already seated and waiting to discuss what would be happening.
"This is Ginny, everyone. Ginny these are my cousins Elizabeth and Christine, my Aunt Jeannie and Uncle Tristan, and you know my mum and dad." Ginny shook everyone's hands in turn.
They all then started to discuss things that needed to be taken care of. After they were all finished discussing the ceremony, and reception accommodations and such, the 'adults' all went to take tea in the kitchen. Harry and Ron were in a corner talking of who knows what.
Hermione went to bring tea out into the living room. Elizabeth took this oppertunity. "Hi, Ginny, is it?"
"Yes?" Ginny smiled in a friend-like manner.
"I'm just wondering, Hermione mentioned that you're single?"
"Yes I am," Ginny was getting very confused at where this was heading.
"Well, I thought I'd let you know that Harry over there, he's mine." Ginny then realized that Hermione had mentioned more than the fact that Ginny was single.
"What makes you think that?"
"Oh, he will be soon enough. It's just that Hermione thought that you might get in the way of that. But you don't think it's very fair that you had a chance with him and ran away, now do you?"
"First of all, I'm not planning on 'getting in the way' with anyone Harry wants to date," Ginny put an emphasis on 'Harry wants'. "Second, I didn't run away, as you might have taken it, I took a different course in life."
"Call it whatever you like, Red, but he's mine, so you'd better lay off."
"Fine, but just so you remember, it's the maid of honor that dances with the best man." Ginny just glared for a moment, then decided to change the subject. "I wasn't sure whether or not you had any plans, but I was hoping we could throw Hermione a bridal shower."
"No, we hadn't talked about that," Elizabeth felt a little ashamed that she hadn't thought of this matter before now. Christine had just joined in and seemed excited at planning another party.
For the rest of the evening Elizabeth and Ginny were civil to one another while making plans for a surprise bridal shower. Christine really liked Ginny, even if her sister did not. Ginny liked Christine as well, and was glad to find out that Christine was the same age as Jasmine. She knew that they would get along very well. Elizabeth, however, was a year older than Ginny, which was the same age as Harry. Ginny, after they had made arrangements with Kathryn Granger to hold the party Friday, noticed how shamelessly Elizabeth would flirt with Harry.
"So, what have you been doing this weekend?"
"Just spending some time at the Weasley's house." Harry was very short and to the point with Elizabeth, but she still couldn't take the hint.
"Oh," was all she could say. Later, though, Ginny heard Elizabeth asking her mother if she could go spend some time at the Weasleys.
A/N: Just to let you all know the Rival Flight idea was yet another roommate thing, she has a better concept of what it is, I portray it as another broom, but it's more of a surfing board type 'broom'. It was also her idea to have Draco and Harry work on it together, and I sort of stole it for this bit, but she might want to use it in some of her stories. If you want check out some of her stuff. It's great! Her screen name here is Crescent Lovegood.
