A/N: I was going through files tonight seeing what I have written and not written for Paradise (yes, I'm thinking of adding more… But it's going to be some time!) and found this. It's an alternate ending to this story, a 'what could have been.' Of course, it's not what happened, b/c Harry ends up with Gabriella, but Marian begged me to write something H/G and this was the best I could do. Cheers!

"Harry…" Ginny whispered, carefully stepping back onto the altar.

"Ginny, come on, please don't tell me your falling for that. He'll just hurt you again," Harry whispered fervently, searching her eyes with his.

"I know," she smiled slightly, her eyes locking on his.

"You know?" Harry asked incredulously as Ginny took his hand. "But…"

Without turning to look at the minister, she gently stated, "Please continue, Your Grace. Where were we?"

"What?" Draco roared, falling to his knees in despair.

Ginny sighed, breaking Harry's gaze to glance back at Draco. "Go away, Draco," she barked, clutching Harry's hand almost painfully. "Just go. While you have some dignity left. Please."

"But…I love you. After all I said…" he murmured in shock.

"You love me…yes. But Draco, do you even care how I feel? Who I love?" She paused, blinking back tears as her eyes returned to Harry. "When you left me by the lake, Harry found me. Harry picked me up, dusted me off and set me on my feet again. Harry was there for me when I needed a shoulder to cry on, someone to scream at, someone to hold me and make me believe that it would be okay."

"Ginny," Draco choked, sobbing silently.

"I'm sorry, Draco," she called down the aisle, not wanting to let go of Harry's hand. "I did love you. But I love Harry now. He's my present. And my future. You're my past."

"Gin," Harry whispered, lifting his hand to her cheek and gently wiping away her tears. "I love you too. Always will."

"Shall I go on?" the minister asked quietly, interrupting them just as Harry leaned forward to kiss her.

"Yes," Ginny answered vehemently. "There is nothing I want more than to be his wife."

"Nothing?" Harry questioned, raising his eyebrow as they both forgot about the blonde man slowly making his way out of the church.

"Well…except maybe having your babies. Seven right?" she teased, caressing the top of his hand with her thumb.

Laughing nervously, he gulped. "Seven? Seven's just…smashing."

The minister waited until Ginny's giggles subsided, then raised his arms to gain the attention of the congregation. "Unless there are any further objections…" he trailed off as the six Weasley brothers stood up and looked menacingly around the church. "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride."

And he did.

A/N2: Now go read the real way this ends for Harry in A Love As True As Mine