Chapter 5- Try Again

Ginny had spent the better part of two weeks fretting about the current situation she was in. Harry had sent over the paperwork that needed to be filled out for their marriage to be annulled, but every time she sat down to do it, something tugged at her heart. "Stop being stupid," she would often say to herself. "You were drunk, you can't keep this up."

Ginny had discovered that there was a soft spot in her again for Harry, and deep down she knew she loved him, but she couldn't let herself do it again. She wouldn't love someone that didn't feel the same way. Ginny felt that her world would fall apart if she did so again. Besides, she'd think, I already went through the Harry phase. Needless to say she had two of her orders for Honeydukes filled before the first was even due. On top of that, she had made plenty of the chocolate for herself.

Saturday was just two days away, and she was meeting Hermione to go baby shopping. Ginny felt guilty for not telling Hermione what had happened, but it would be more likely then that Ron would find out and Ginny realized that could be the end of Harry. He may have defeated Voldermort, but when any one of Ginny's older brothers were concerned with her dating life… it just didn't turn out to pretty. She was actually surprised Theo didn't get any grief after they had broken up, then again that could have been none of her brothers knew how to look up someone the muggle way and Hermione was smart enough not to tell them.

Harry hadn't apparently told Ron and Hermione either, which Ginny could understand. There was no reason Ginny could think of that she should be upset, or heartbroken, yet she recognized that feeling all too well.

Ginny hid underneath her covers Friday morning not wanting to face whatever pain the world had to offer her that day. She heard some sort of noise in the living room, but figured it was just Pig trying to get a conformation for Hermione. Ginny figured it could wait; she wanted to wallow in self pity for at least another half an hour.

"Ginny," a voice said from the hallway just outside her room.

Now Ginny just wanted to shrivel up and die. "What?" she croaked.

"I, er, I just came by to get that paper work," Harry opened the door to see her covered in the pastel green comforter. "Ginny?" he gave out a chuckle.

Ginny threw the comforter down to show her messy red hair and put on a pout. "I was asleep."

"It's nearly one in the afternoon, Gin," Harry looked at his watch, "and I have to be back to work at two."

"Alright," Ginny pushed the blanket off the rest of the way and made her way passed Harry. She tried not to note how good he looked, but couldn't help it, while at the same time Harry was trying to avoid recognition of how good those long milky white legs looked, and not let his imagination go into what was further up, hidden by the oversized t-shirt. Ginny put on a robe and went to the kitchen to grab the manila envelope with the paperwork. She sat down at the kitchen table and started writing furiously, each letter stabbing another blow into her heart.

"You aren't done yet?" Harry asked, sitting down next to her.

"No," Ginny said while feeling her cheeks go red. "I've been really busy," she lied.

"Business is going good then?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, yeah it is," Ginny answered, thankful for the subject change.

"Good," Harry said. There was an awkward silence while Ginny finished the last two pages. "Thanks," he said.

"Are you, uh, delivering that today?" Ginny asked, trying to come to grips of when she would no longer be 'Mrs. Ginny Potter'.

"No, I can't do it today, I have to work overtime, but I promise first thing Monday morning," Harry said.

"Oh, alright," Ginny said trying to hide the hurt in her voice.

"Er- see you later then?"

"Yeah," Ginny lead Harry to the door, escorted him out and went back to bed, to hide from the world once more.

Saturday afternoon Ginny ate a few of the taffies, to make herself feel better and so her makeup would be done when she met Hermione for lunch. She apparated at 12:15; she was a bit late, but was pretty sure Hermione would forgive her. An ice cream cone always won Hermione over so she wouldn't be mad for very long.

When she arrived at Ron and Hermione's house Ginny stood in a dark entrance hall she saw little. It was almost pitch black, though Ginny couldn't understand why seeing as it was only midday and none of the blinds appeared to be shut. Ginny felt for her wand to make sure it was still in her pocket and made her way toward a dim light that protruded from the living room. She went through the kitchen instead of taking the direct path, so if something was amiss they wouldn't be expecting her. Ginny opened the door to the living room with her fingers curled around her wand and ready for whatever was on the other side… or so she thought.

In the middle of the room was a small round table with a fat candle on it, flame alight and brighter than she would have expected. There were no other lights on in the house. "Hermione?" Ginny asked, wondering what in the world was going on.

"Ron took her out," Harry's voice came from the hall to Ginny's right. He stepped forward and the light showed Ginny the face she had fallen in love with.

"What? I thought I was taking her to get-"

"Baby stuff, I know," Harry had a smile on his face and a tone of nervousness in his voice. "She's a pretty good liar when she wants to be."

"W-what are you doing here?" Ginny asked with a combination of confusion and awkwardness. Being alone with Harry might not be the best idea, him picking up the papers was one thing, but here?

"Meeting you," Harry sounded determined.

"Why?"

"Because I love you and I think I'd hate myself forever if I never told you so," Harry said, a look of desperation dawned on his face. Ginny looked down about ready to cry. She never expected this, never asked for it, but here he was in front of her declaring his feelings toward her. Harry pulled out the manila envelope Ginny had given him the day before. "I thought we might give this marriage one more chance," Harry said with a smile spreading. Ginny laughed and Harry came closer to her, setting down the envelope on the small table next to the candle.

Harry took Ginny's left hand and got down on one knee. "Ginevra Weasley," he pulled out a gold ring with one diamond surrounded by several small rubies from his pocket, "you would make me the happiest man in the world if you would still be my wife," he slipped the ring onto her finger.

Ginny covered her mouth with her other hand, which now had a full smile plastered on it, and tried to hold back tears of joy. She let go of Harry's hand and took two steps toward the table. Harry stood up, not knowing what she was about to do. Ginny picked up the manila envelope and put one edge up to the candle flame. She took the flaming paper to the fireplace grate, set it down and let it shrivel into ashes.

"So you already told Ron and Hermione?" Ginny asked before turning around to reveal a large smile. Harry took the necessary steps, took Ginny in his arms, dipped her and kissed his wife.

A/N: I thought that would be a good place to end… I'll write an epologue, but I don't know when… maybe tomorrow? We'll see, but that's pretty much the end of this fluffy story! Hope you all enjoyed it and if you did… read some of my other stuff I'll write a list of them and their summaries at the bottom here.

Thank you to all of you who did reviews for me!

MY OTHER STORIES (Please read if you have time):

Back to Life: Harry and Ginny's kids at Hogwarts. Jacob (Harry and Ginny's son) has a falling out with reality and tries to bring back some people to life (read to find out who). Autumn-Rose AKA Rosie (Harry and Ginny's daughter) is incurable intelligent, not to mention a bit antisocial… but can she find love? It's dark, so you have been warned, but there is some fluff in there!

Just wanna be Ginny: This was my first fanfic. Another HG fluff with some RHr thrown in. This isn't nearly as serious and a lot more fun! Ginny can't find her own place in the world and decides to go elsewhere to find it.

One more Chance: Sad fic, but has a lot to do with James and Lily and what brought them together. James doesn't do a complete 360 in like two paragraphs, like in a lot of the JL fics, but he does start to become… better.

Resentment: One-shot (companion to 'One more Chance') that explains my views on how Petunia feels toward Lily and why she is so resentful toward Harry. Short but a lot of peps have found it interesting.

What Big sisters are For: This one is pretty close to my heart. The main character is Arthur Weasley's oldest sister (oldest of 5) who makes all kinds of sacrifices for her little brother. To let you guys know; I found out that Arthur is one of three boys, but I had already written this one, and I like Evelyn so, yeah, not accurate with JKRowling, but still not bad.