Harry and Ginny spent the next two hours discussing the past five years,
from the incident at the Ministry to the two of them becoming friends, to
the beginning of them dating, to them beginning to sleep with each, to the
night Harry left, to when Ginny left for Paris. They talked about not only
what had happened, but what they had felt during everything. Both felt
like that their relationship started as friends, which is where they were
happy at, then just ended up doing what they thought was expected of them,
and having sex was one of those things. They wanted their new relationship
to be based on what they wanted and needed, not other people, and at the
end, Ginny was in tears, and Harry had moved to the bed next to Ginny, and
had done the job of consoling her.
"Ginny, do you want to go down for dinner, tonight. Or should I go down and tell everyone we'll talk tomorrow," Harry said when he realized it was five o'clock, an hour before dinner.
"No, let's go down to dinner, tonight," Ginny answered, "I need to see James."
An hour later, Harry and Ginny walked in the filled kitchen, and sat down next to each other at the end of the table with Ginny sitting next to James in the high chair and across from Ron and Hermione.
"Wonderful, everyone is here," Mrs. Weasley said as to lighten the spirits in the room. No incidents arised at dinner, which was pretty amazing in its self, light conversations were happening about Quidditch or jobs, but no one talked about Harry, Ginny, and James. Near the end of dinner, Harry gently squeezed Ginny's knee to notify her that he was going to start.
"Um, Guys, I kind of would like to say something right now. Ginny and I, have decided some things and only thought it fair for you to know about them. First of all, Ginny and James have already moved from Paris and are going to live, here at the Burrow. I will continue to live where I am. Ginny and I are going to take things slowly. We decided that we were together for all the wrong reasons to begin with, so now we are going to be together for the right reasons, because we want to. I guess that's about all I, we, can think of right now." Harry stated.
"Well, I have to be heading home, now. I won't get back till late as it is," Percy stated as he rose from his seat. "Thanks, Mum, for the week. Ginny, I'll miss you. Make sure you owl me," Percy added as he kissed Ginny on the top of the head and walked out the door.
"I guess that means we need to leave, too," added Charlie and Bill, who lived together in a flat in Hogsmeade.
Fred and George, also left, leaving just Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Ginny. There were a few minutes of silence before Ron stood up and began to talk, "Ginny, I owe you the biggest apology. There was no reason for me to talk to you the way I have. I was upset and hurt, and the first night, my thoughts were of telling Harry because I know he has been worried sick over you. That wasn't my place. I should have been ecstatic that you were home. Then last night, I talked before I knew the whole story, and I shouldn't have hit you, Harry. Sorry. It is just weird for me, always has been. My best friend and little sister. I really didn't think it was a problem you were dating it was just different talking to Harry about stuff because the stuff he wanted to talk about was you, and I didn't want to hear that stuff about you. I guess that's why Harry never told me when you two started to sleep together. But, I will try to be better this time, Hermione will keep me in line, hopefully. Can you two forgive me for being such a prat?"
"Ron," Ginny said as she got up and walked to where Ron was standing and hugged him tightly for a few moments. "I've missed you, so much. I'm sorry, I didn't tell you where I was, I should've, but I was, I was scared, worried, sick, upset, angry, so many things, to where I wasn't even living, I was just existing."
"Well, since the four of you are staying here tonight, why don't you go into the other room and catch up, have fun, and your father and I, will clean up in here, and then head upstairs. Ron, Hermione, do you need to be waken up to leave in the morning (they nodded no), Harry?" Mrs. Weasley questioned. Harry worked, just no one knew where and when, after he destroyed Voldemort. Sometimes he would be gone for a couple of days or weeks but most of the time, he just looked for Ginny, now that she was found, he would have to find something new to occupy his time. Harry replied with a "No, thanks, I'll be fine waking up whenever," before getting shooed out of the kitchen.
The rest of the evening after Ginny put James to bed, Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione spent time playing Exploding Snaps and Wizard's Chess, while catching up on the past couple of years, either updating Ginny, or her telling of her time in Paris. Before they knew it, it was almost midnight and Ron and Hermione excused themselves to bed.
"Well, I guess we'll see you tomorrow, Harry, back at the flat, Night," Ron stated as he got up and waited for Hermione who was whispering something in Ginny's ear who responded with a simple, "Yes, go ahead." Ron and Hermione, held hands, as they walked up the stairs. Ron was surprised when Hermione didn't break off at Ginny's room, he knew last night, she stayed with him, because Harry was in with Ginny, but he guessed that go ahead was the all clear from Ginny and that Hermione wanted to stay with him and had already asked ahead.
When Ginny heard the door close from upstairs, she started, "Well, I know from her letters, Hermione and Ron have gotten back together again. They go off and on, like no one else. I couldn't imagine living with them. But, I didn't hear them argue this weekend, though I haven't really been here, more barricading myself in my room."
"Yeah, their arguing has seemed to disappear since I left and came back. I don't know, you ready to head upstairs?"
"Yeah," Ginny said as she walked upstairs to her room.
"Well, Goodnight," Harry said when they reached her room.
"Why, where are you going?"
"Ron's room."
"Well, if you really want to, but I don't think I would," after a slight pause, "No, your in my room, again tonight. Although for a different reason then last night. Go on in, I am going to check on James and I'll be right in," Ginny said as she walked off in the direction of what used to be the twins room. Percy stayed at the Burrow whenever he was in London for work, so the twin's room was the only room not being used. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Bill, Charlie, and Percy had spent part of the day preparing the room to be James' room.
A few moments later, Ginny walked back to her room to find, Harry standing by the window staring out to what seemed to be the first snow of the year beginning to fall.
"It really is beautiful, isn't it," he stated.
"Yeah, its one of my favorite things to watch," Ginny said as she took the opportunity of Harry looking the other direction to put on one of Ron's old shirts, an orange Chudley Cannons shirts and some shorts. Harry turned around when he heard her move into the bed.
"You know, this is why I did what I did. Going after Voldemort. Its so quiet and peaceful right now. I'm just wondering when something else is going to come up and disrupt it,"
"Don't be so pessimistic, don't go looking for trouble, just accept that right now, there are no signs of the Dark Arts, live your life how you want to, don't spend it waiting for the worse," Ginny replied.
"I know, but it seems that ever since I found out I was a wizard, that was my destiny, what I was expected to do, the boy who lived,"
"Just be who you want to be, I mean you don't tell anyone what you do for work. Is it what you want to do, or what someone else wants you to do?"
"It's what I want to do, I guess. It's what I always wanted to do. Maybe I'll tell you about it, someday."
"Fine, if that's what you want to do," Ginny said. "Come on, you need some sleep. You have had just as many problems as I have." Harry then walked over to the bed and curled up next to Ginny on the bed.
"Harry," Ginny said as she turned to face him.
"Yeah"
"Thanks for everything. It really means a lot to me, that we are going to be doing it our way," she said as she reached to kiss him, before rolling back over to where her back was against Harry's front.
Later, that night, Ginny heard James woke up since she placed a silencing charm on his room and another one that let her room hear everything in his room. Quickly, she made her way to get him and then take him downstairs to rock him in front of the fireplace. However, when she rocked him to sleep, she did so herself. About an hour after Ginny left her bed, Harry woke up to feel the absent body next to his. So, he got out and checked James' room for her, when she wasn't there, he started to head downstairs. When he arrived he saw her sleeping figure with James' in her arms in the rocking chair next to the fire. Harry walked over picked up James, returned him to his room, then came back downstairs to get Ginny. As he carried her upstairs she woke, "Harry, what are you doing?"
"You fell asleep while rocking James. I put him to bed, now I am putting you to bed," he said as he reached her room at the top of the staircase.
"Harry, sometimes you do the sweetest things, especially when no one is watching," she said as Harry put her down on the bed.
"Well, I didn't do what I wanted to do. You woke up," he said as he layed down next to her.
Ginny, instead turned of going to sleep, turned to Harry and took his lips in her own. Harry was surprised at the intensity of her kiss, especially when she started to move her tongue along his bottom lip. Harry gave her entry and moved himself on top of her. Harry, let her lead, or else it might be days or weeks before she lets it go any further, control yourself. Slowly, Harry began to stroke her side, moving closer and closer to her breasts, his desired end. He lightly held her breast and they kissed, giving her all the time to push him off or say no. When she didn't stop him, he began to move his hand in a circular motion while holding on, grasping it tighter ever so often, until he felt her moan into his mouth. It is when she did this that he backed off realizing he went too far and gently kissed her lips, before breaking off completely from her. "Sorry," he whispered.
"Why did you stop?" she questioned.
"Because that would just lead us to where we don't want to be," Harry answered.
"But, I want it,"
"No, you don't. You might not regret it right away, but you will. Now, get some more sleep. I'm sure James will wake you in the morning," Harry said.
"Fine," Ginny muttered as she rolled over, so that her back was facing him.
"Great, first she wants to take it slow, then she's mad, because she wants to go fast. Women, you can never understand what they want," Harry thought to himself.
*****
Next morning bright and early, James woke up. Ginny went and brought him down to the kitchen to find it empty. As Ginny started tea and breakfast for everyone, she put some toys in front of James to keep him entertained. Why didn't he want me last night? Is it because I feel different since James was born. I lost the weight, but it stayed in some places. Am I not attractive to him anymore. A little while later, one by one, everyone started to come down, greatful for the food. The last one to come down was Harry, who went straight to Ginny and kissed on the cheek to which she stiffened up and muttered so low that only he could hear her, "Don't touch me."
"What?" he asked.
"You heard me," she said as she picked up James from his chair and walked out into the garden.
"What was that about, Harry?" Ron asked.
"I don't know, but I sure don't want to follow her and get a piece of her temper. Hopefully, she'll come around," Harry said as he sat down. However, soon after, Ron, Hermione, and Mr. Weasley left for work.
"Harry, dear. Ginny is trying to figure things out. Things are different for her, give her time," Mrs. Weasley stated.
Harry waited all day for Ginny to return from the garden, when she never did, and he received an owl from his work, he wrote her a short letter and left it on her desk before he left for work. A couple hours after Harry left, Ginny returned to find him nowhere.
"Mum, where did he go?" Ginny asked.
"He got an owl and left for work, I am assuming. Speaking of, when are you starting in the London office?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"Tomorrow, I need to go in for a little bit. Most of the time, I bring my stuff home to work on it, so I can spend as much time with James as possible." Ginny responded.
"Oh, Ginny, he went up to your room before he left, so I think he left you a note,"
"Thanks, mum. James needs a nap, so I'll be down for dinner in a bit, ok."
After Ginny put James down, she retreated to her room to read a book, but she noticed a note on her desk.
Dear Gin, I waited for you to come back, but my work owled me, it looks like I will be out of town for a couple of days. I am sorry about last night, I don't want to start something we aren't ready for, and this morning I really don't know what I did, but I'm sorry if it was wrong. I am guessing you have Muggle clothes since you lived in Muggle Paris, because I was wondering if we could go some place together, a date, on Friday. I will pick you up at seven. Please respond if you are not able to go. With all that happened this weekend, I am really glad that you decided to come back. I was going mad without seeing you. I'll miss you till I see you again. Harry
*****
Friday, Ginny went to work in the morning, came home early to spend time with James, before getting ready for her date with Harry. She spent a while in the shower, and then afterwards putting lotion on, before prancing around her room naked trying to decide on what to wear as James sat on her bed playing. Once she caught him unknowingly doing a summoning charm. Well, Harry will find that funny. Not even a year, and he is already doing his dad's favorite. Ginny finally settled on a nice simple black silk dress that fit just right, tight on the parts that needed it.
At seven o'clock she headed downstairs with James on her hip to see Harry waiting for her on the family couch.
"Ginny, you look fabulous," Harry said as he kissed her on the cheek to which again she stiffened slightly and then James. "You ready?"
"Where are we going?"
"Ah, what's the fun in that. I will tell you that first we have to head to the Leaky Cauldron." Harry said.
A few minutes later, Harry was leading Ginny out into the streets of Muggle London. "We better hurry, I should have told you to be ready earlier, well, first, dinner. Then a play, Romeo and Juliet, Shakespeare, You've heard of him before, haven't you?" Harry asked.
"Now what kind of friend of Hermione's would I be if I didn't. So where have you been this week?" Ginny responded to his question before asking one of her own.
"Work had me out of the country, It didn't take long, but I should be work free for this weekend, at least," Harry said.
"You didn't answer my question,"
"I can't. I don't want to ruin a good time, but about Saturday and then Sunday. I don't know what I did to upset you, but I, I don't know what I did," Harry stated.
"Well, you wouldn't, would you,"
"Ginny, come on. Tell me, so I can fix it,"
"But, you can't fix it. It's not that easy, you know. Some things have to be worked on, they just don't magically happen,"
"I know that, but I still want to know what I did wrong,"
"You really don't"
"Yeah, I do, Gin. Please tell me," Harry pleaded.
"Fine, the night before when you carried me upstairs, I wanted you. You brought me just to the point to where you know I would want more and then you just pulled away. It was like you were saying I know you want it, but you can't have it. Then the next morning, you come down and kiss me in front of my family. It's like you have to keep up an appearance of everything is perfect and we are where we were. However, we were never at that point of intimacy, even though we were having sex. But I don't want to be there. I want to be better,"
"Ginny, I'm sorry. Ok. But you said you didn't want to do anything, yet. So, I didn't do anything. And I kissed you in the morning, because I wanted to, not because I was expected too," Harry stated.
"Please, lets just enjoy ourselves for the rest of the evening," Ginny said, not quite satisfied at his answer. The rest of the date went perfectly fine. Ginny told Harry more about James, including his knack for Summoning charms. After the play, they went to the Leaky Cauldron for drinks before heading home.
"Harry, I had a nice time tonight. Do you want to come by tomorrow to play with James and then stay for dinner," Ginny asked while sipping a drink that Tom made that had some Muggle alcohol in it and fruit juices.
"Yeah, that would be great. I really want to spend time with him," Harry responded while drinking his Fire Whiskey and moving his foot over Ginny's.
A couple drinks later, they headed back to the Burrow. "See you tomorrow," Harry said before he leaned in for a kiss, that lasted longer then he expected. However, he wasn't complaining as their tongues played with each other or when she ground herself against him. Then, she started to rub his arms and move lower to his belt to which she began to play with, as soon as she got the response she wanted, she pulled her lips off his, and whispered, "Night," before walking up to her room.
Damn. She did that on purpose, probably paying me back for last week. Well, this means war, we'll see who gives in first.
"Ginny, do you want to go down for dinner, tonight. Or should I go down and tell everyone we'll talk tomorrow," Harry said when he realized it was five o'clock, an hour before dinner.
"No, let's go down to dinner, tonight," Ginny answered, "I need to see James."
An hour later, Harry and Ginny walked in the filled kitchen, and sat down next to each other at the end of the table with Ginny sitting next to James in the high chair and across from Ron and Hermione.
"Wonderful, everyone is here," Mrs. Weasley said as to lighten the spirits in the room. No incidents arised at dinner, which was pretty amazing in its self, light conversations were happening about Quidditch or jobs, but no one talked about Harry, Ginny, and James. Near the end of dinner, Harry gently squeezed Ginny's knee to notify her that he was going to start.
"Um, Guys, I kind of would like to say something right now. Ginny and I, have decided some things and only thought it fair for you to know about them. First of all, Ginny and James have already moved from Paris and are going to live, here at the Burrow. I will continue to live where I am. Ginny and I are going to take things slowly. We decided that we were together for all the wrong reasons to begin with, so now we are going to be together for the right reasons, because we want to. I guess that's about all I, we, can think of right now." Harry stated.
"Well, I have to be heading home, now. I won't get back till late as it is," Percy stated as he rose from his seat. "Thanks, Mum, for the week. Ginny, I'll miss you. Make sure you owl me," Percy added as he kissed Ginny on the top of the head and walked out the door.
"I guess that means we need to leave, too," added Charlie and Bill, who lived together in a flat in Hogsmeade.
Fred and George, also left, leaving just Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Ginny. There were a few minutes of silence before Ron stood up and began to talk, "Ginny, I owe you the biggest apology. There was no reason for me to talk to you the way I have. I was upset and hurt, and the first night, my thoughts were of telling Harry because I know he has been worried sick over you. That wasn't my place. I should have been ecstatic that you were home. Then last night, I talked before I knew the whole story, and I shouldn't have hit you, Harry. Sorry. It is just weird for me, always has been. My best friend and little sister. I really didn't think it was a problem you were dating it was just different talking to Harry about stuff because the stuff he wanted to talk about was you, and I didn't want to hear that stuff about you. I guess that's why Harry never told me when you two started to sleep together. But, I will try to be better this time, Hermione will keep me in line, hopefully. Can you two forgive me for being such a prat?"
"Ron," Ginny said as she got up and walked to where Ron was standing and hugged him tightly for a few moments. "I've missed you, so much. I'm sorry, I didn't tell you where I was, I should've, but I was, I was scared, worried, sick, upset, angry, so many things, to where I wasn't even living, I was just existing."
"Well, since the four of you are staying here tonight, why don't you go into the other room and catch up, have fun, and your father and I, will clean up in here, and then head upstairs. Ron, Hermione, do you need to be waken up to leave in the morning (they nodded no), Harry?" Mrs. Weasley questioned. Harry worked, just no one knew where and when, after he destroyed Voldemort. Sometimes he would be gone for a couple of days or weeks but most of the time, he just looked for Ginny, now that she was found, he would have to find something new to occupy his time. Harry replied with a "No, thanks, I'll be fine waking up whenever," before getting shooed out of the kitchen.
The rest of the evening after Ginny put James to bed, Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione spent time playing Exploding Snaps and Wizard's Chess, while catching up on the past couple of years, either updating Ginny, or her telling of her time in Paris. Before they knew it, it was almost midnight and Ron and Hermione excused themselves to bed.
"Well, I guess we'll see you tomorrow, Harry, back at the flat, Night," Ron stated as he got up and waited for Hermione who was whispering something in Ginny's ear who responded with a simple, "Yes, go ahead." Ron and Hermione, held hands, as they walked up the stairs. Ron was surprised when Hermione didn't break off at Ginny's room, he knew last night, she stayed with him, because Harry was in with Ginny, but he guessed that go ahead was the all clear from Ginny and that Hermione wanted to stay with him and had already asked ahead.
When Ginny heard the door close from upstairs, she started, "Well, I know from her letters, Hermione and Ron have gotten back together again. They go off and on, like no one else. I couldn't imagine living with them. But, I didn't hear them argue this weekend, though I haven't really been here, more barricading myself in my room."
"Yeah, their arguing has seemed to disappear since I left and came back. I don't know, you ready to head upstairs?"
"Yeah," Ginny said as she walked upstairs to her room.
"Well, Goodnight," Harry said when they reached her room.
"Why, where are you going?"
"Ron's room."
"Well, if you really want to, but I don't think I would," after a slight pause, "No, your in my room, again tonight. Although for a different reason then last night. Go on in, I am going to check on James and I'll be right in," Ginny said as she walked off in the direction of what used to be the twins room. Percy stayed at the Burrow whenever he was in London for work, so the twin's room was the only room not being used. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Bill, Charlie, and Percy had spent part of the day preparing the room to be James' room.
A few moments later, Ginny walked back to her room to find, Harry standing by the window staring out to what seemed to be the first snow of the year beginning to fall.
"It really is beautiful, isn't it," he stated.
"Yeah, its one of my favorite things to watch," Ginny said as she took the opportunity of Harry looking the other direction to put on one of Ron's old shirts, an orange Chudley Cannons shirts and some shorts. Harry turned around when he heard her move into the bed.
"You know, this is why I did what I did. Going after Voldemort. Its so quiet and peaceful right now. I'm just wondering when something else is going to come up and disrupt it,"
"Don't be so pessimistic, don't go looking for trouble, just accept that right now, there are no signs of the Dark Arts, live your life how you want to, don't spend it waiting for the worse," Ginny replied.
"I know, but it seems that ever since I found out I was a wizard, that was my destiny, what I was expected to do, the boy who lived,"
"Just be who you want to be, I mean you don't tell anyone what you do for work. Is it what you want to do, or what someone else wants you to do?"
"It's what I want to do, I guess. It's what I always wanted to do. Maybe I'll tell you about it, someday."
"Fine, if that's what you want to do," Ginny said. "Come on, you need some sleep. You have had just as many problems as I have." Harry then walked over to the bed and curled up next to Ginny on the bed.
"Harry," Ginny said as she turned to face him.
"Yeah"
"Thanks for everything. It really means a lot to me, that we are going to be doing it our way," she said as she reached to kiss him, before rolling back over to where her back was against Harry's front.
Later, that night, Ginny heard James woke up since she placed a silencing charm on his room and another one that let her room hear everything in his room. Quickly, she made her way to get him and then take him downstairs to rock him in front of the fireplace. However, when she rocked him to sleep, she did so herself. About an hour after Ginny left her bed, Harry woke up to feel the absent body next to his. So, he got out and checked James' room for her, when she wasn't there, he started to head downstairs. When he arrived he saw her sleeping figure with James' in her arms in the rocking chair next to the fire. Harry walked over picked up James, returned him to his room, then came back downstairs to get Ginny. As he carried her upstairs she woke, "Harry, what are you doing?"
"You fell asleep while rocking James. I put him to bed, now I am putting you to bed," he said as he reached her room at the top of the staircase.
"Harry, sometimes you do the sweetest things, especially when no one is watching," she said as Harry put her down on the bed.
"Well, I didn't do what I wanted to do. You woke up," he said as he layed down next to her.
Ginny, instead turned of going to sleep, turned to Harry and took his lips in her own. Harry was surprised at the intensity of her kiss, especially when she started to move her tongue along his bottom lip. Harry gave her entry and moved himself on top of her. Harry, let her lead, or else it might be days or weeks before she lets it go any further, control yourself. Slowly, Harry began to stroke her side, moving closer and closer to her breasts, his desired end. He lightly held her breast and they kissed, giving her all the time to push him off or say no. When she didn't stop him, he began to move his hand in a circular motion while holding on, grasping it tighter ever so often, until he felt her moan into his mouth. It is when she did this that he backed off realizing he went too far and gently kissed her lips, before breaking off completely from her. "Sorry," he whispered.
"Why did you stop?" she questioned.
"Because that would just lead us to where we don't want to be," Harry answered.
"But, I want it,"
"No, you don't. You might not regret it right away, but you will. Now, get some more sleep. I'm sure James will wake you in the morning," Harry said.
"Fine," Ginny muttered as she rolled over, so that her back was facing him.
"Great, first she wants to take it slow, then she's mad, because she wants to go fast. Women, you can never understand what they want," Harry thought to himself.
*****
Next morning bright and early, James woke up. Ginny went and brought him down to the kitchen to find it empty. As Ginny started tea and breakfast for everyone, she put some toys in front of James to keep him entertained. Why didn't he want me last night? Is it because I feel different since James was born. I lost the weight, but it stayed in some places. Am I not attractive to him anymore. A little while later, one by one, everyone started to come down, greatful for the food. The last one to come down was Harry, who went straight to Ginny and kissed on the cheek to which she stiffened up and muttered so low that only he could hear her, "Don't touch me."
"What?" he asked.
"You heard me," she said as she picked up James from his chair and walked out into the garden.
"What was that about, Harry?" Ron asked.
"I don't know, but I sure don't want to follow her and get a piece of her temper. Hopefully, she'll come around," Harry said as he sat down. However, soon after, Ron, Hermione, and Mr. Weasley left for work.
"Harry, dear. Ginny is trying to figure things out. Things are different for her, give her time," Mrs. Weasley stated.
Harry waited all day for Ginny to return from the garden, when she never did, and he received an owl from his work, he wrote her a short letter and left it on her desk before he left for work. A couple hours after Harry left, Ginny returned to find him nowhere.
"Mum, where did he go?" Ginny asked.
"He got an owl and left for work, I am assuming. Speaking of, when are you starting in the London office?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"Tomorrow, I need to go in for a little bit. Most of the time, I bring my stuff home to work on it, so I can spend as much time with James as possible." Ginny responded.
"Oh, Ginny, he went up to your room before he left, so I think he left you a note,"
"Thanks, mum. James needs a nap, so I'll be down for dinner in a bit, ok."
After Ginny put James down, she retreated to her room to read a book, but she noticed a note on her desk.
Dear Gin, I waited for you to come back, but my work owled me, it looks like I will be out of town for a couple of days. I am sorry about last night, I don't want to start something we aren't ready for, and this morning I really don't know what I did, but I'm sorry if it was wrong. I am guessing you have Muggle clothes since you lived in Muggle Paris, because I was wondering if we could go some place together, a date, on Friday. I will pick you up at seven. Please respond if you are not able to go. With all that happened this weekend, I am really glad that you decided to come back. I was going mad without seeing you. I'll miss you till I see you again. Harry
*****
Friday, Ginny went to work in the morning, came home early to spend time with James, before getting ready for her date with Harry. She spent a while in the shower, and then afterwards putting lotion on, before prancing around her room naked trying to decide on what to wear as James sat on her bed playing. Once she caught him unknowingly doing a summoning charm. Well, Harry will find that funny. Not even a year, and he is already doing his dad's favorite. Ginny finally settled on a nice simple black silk dress that fit just right, tight on the parts that needed it.
At seven o'clock she headed downstairs with James on her hip to see Harry waiting for her on the family couch.
"Ginny, you look fabulous," Harry said as he kissed her on the cheek to which again she stiffened slightly and then James. "You ready?"
"Where are we going?"
"Ah, what's the fun in that. I will tell you that first we have to head to the Leaky Cauldron." Harry said.
A few minutes later, Harry was leading Ginny out into the streets of Muggle London. "We better hurry, I should have told you to be ready earlier, well, first, dinner. Then a play, Romeo and Juliet, Shakespeare, You've heard of him before, haven't you?" Harry asked.
"Now what kind of friend of Hermione's would I be if I didn't. So where have you been this week?" Ginny responded to his question before asking one of her own.
"Work had me out of the country, It didn't take long, but I should be work free for this weekend, at least," Harry said.
"You didn't answer my question,"
"I can't. I don't want to ruin a good time, but about Saturday and then Sunday. I don't know what I did to upset you, but I, I don't know what I did," Harry stated.
"Well, you wouldn't, would you,"
"Ginny, come on. Tell me, so I can fix it,"
"But, you can't fix it. It's not that easy, you know. Some things have to be worked on, they just don't magically happen,"
"I know that, but I still want to know what I did wrong,"
"You really don't"
"Yeah, I do, Gin. Please tell me," Harry pleaded.
"Fine, the night before when you carried me upstairs, I wanted you. You brought me just to the point to where you know I would want more and then you just pulled away. It was like you were saying I know you want it, but you can't have it. Then the next morning, you come down and kiss me in front of my family. It's like you have to keep up an appearance of everything is perfect and we are where we were. However, we were never at that point of intimacy, even though we were having sex. But I don't want to be there. I want to be better,"
"Ginny, I'm sorry. Ok. But you said you didn't want to do anything, yet. So, I didn't do anything. And I kissed you in the morning, because I wanted to, not because I was expected too," Harry stated.
"Please, lets just enjoy ourselves for the rest of the evening," Ginny said, not quite satisfied at his answer. The rest of the date went perfectly fine. Ginny told Harry more about James, including his knack for Summoning charms. After the play, they went to the Leaky Cauldron for drinks before heading home.
"Harry, I had a nice time tonight. Do you want to come by tomorrow to play with James and then stay for dinner," Ginny asked while sipping a drink that Tom made that had some Muggle alcohol in it and fruit juices.
"Yeah, that would be great. I really want to spend time with him," Harry responded while drinking his Fire Whiskey and moving his foot over Ginny's.
A couple drinks later, they headed back to the Burrow. "See you tomorrow," Harry said before he leaned in for a kiss, that lasted longer then he expected. However, he wasn't complaining as their tongues played with each other or when she ground herself against him. Then, she started to rub his arms and move lower to his belt to which she began to play with, as soon as she got the response she wanted, she pulled her lips off his, and whispered, "Night," before walking up to her room.
Damn. She did that on purpose, probably paying me back for last week. Well, this means war, we'll see who gives in first.
