Two Can Play At That Game

By: ProngsLivesOn125

Disclaimer: If you really think that I own Harry Potter, you need to schedule an appointment at St. Mungo's. I don't own Harry Potter!

Summary: Post Hogwarts. He's and international quidditch star. She's a Reporter for the Prophet. Can two old friends find love in the midst of a lousy quidditch game? RE-WRITE!

Authors Note: This chapter is short, I know. I just felt like I had to get it out so you all wouldn't be mad at me!! It's just some humor, and continues with Ginny figuring out her feelings for Harry.

Chapter 6: Awkward Moments

"Come on kids, let's—Ahhh!" Percy yelled as Ginny ran into him. The Weasley children were wrestling in the middle of the grass. It was a mound of red. Suddenly there was a cry from under a pile of the Weasley grandchildren.

Ahhh!" Harry yelled playfully as all of the Weasley's grandsons dog piled on him. Ron and Ginny rushed over to help Harry, but were quickly pulled into the mayhem as well. There were six hyper boys chasing after the three adults. Eventually, Ron was freed and picked up one of Charlie's youngest boys and one of Fred's middle children and carried them to the table. Harry and Ginny, however, weren't so lucky. They were getting chased around the yard. Harry was outrunning Charlie and Percy's children when he tripped and fell on his back. Ginny was being perused by Jeremy and one of Bill's younger boys. She wasn't looking where she was going. She tripped over Harry, landing right on top of him. Ginny looked down at him. His eyes were wide and his hair messy. He looked back up at her. Her hair was hanging loose down by her shoulders and her face blushed.

"Oh, "Ginny said while getting off of him. "Sorry, I just, uh, tripped."

"It's ok." Harry said standing up.

Someone tugged at Ginny's skirt. "Aunt Ginny?" questioned Jeremy. "Is he your boyfriend?"

Ginny was stunned. Harry looked up. He was going red in the face. Ginny quietly said, "Um, no sweetie. Harry's not my boyfriend. He is my friend though. Come on, Grandpa will get mad if the food gets cold. Let's get you back to your parents."

In all, it took fifteen minutes to get all of them back to their respectful parents. Then Harry, Ron, and Ginny sat back down at the table.

"My God, they are so hyper. I think Chase was biting my leg." Harry said.

"That's nothing compared to Brad and Blake. They are at Hogwarts! And play beaters in Quidditch." Fred said.

"You Weasleys! See what you have caused?" Harry said, trying to sound serious, but his smile gave it away. The whole table burst out laughing, including Harry.

"The rest of the night was spent talking and laughing. Old memories and embarrassing moments were brought up over and over again.

"So, Charlie, how goes the dragon taming?" Bill asked.

"Just fine and the bank?"

"Never been better. We've found this new—

"Are you telling me that you think that Ireland could beat England in the finals? There's no chance, right Harry?" Ron was commenting to Percy.

"Dad, do you think that Dumbledore will last in the Ministry? I don't that he likes the job much, but he is the most successful —

"Remember Ginny? In you second year? When you told us that you saw Percy kissing Penelope in the classroom, and then I dropped books on George's head?" Fred said dying with laughter.

Conversations such as these could be heard all night. Harry caught up with everyone who he hadn't seen in such a long time. At the end of the night, Ginny would remember it as one of the best days she had had in a long time.

It was now getting late. Bill and Charlie returned to Hogwarts to drop off their children. Percy and Penelope, Fred and Angelina and George and Alicia collected their children and left as well. Ron and Hermione left when Jeremy and Jill were yelling so loud, people in Surrey could hear them.

Just as Ginny was about to leave, Harry offered to walk her home.

"Thanks" she said quietly. With two tiny pops, Harry and Ginny arrived at Ginny's flat.
"No problem," Harry said. He walked her once again to her door.
"Bye Harry," Ginny said, about to walk into her flat.
"Wait, Gin, would you like to have dinner with me, um say tomorrow night?" Harry asked.
"Absolutely."
"I'll pick you up here, about 5:30, alright?"
"OK" Ginny said. Harry pecked her on the cheek.
"See you tomorrow." And he was gone.

Once they left and the burrow was quite again, Mrs. Weasley turned to her husband. "Oh Arthur, they're all so happy! Bill, Charlie, and Percy, their kids are getting so big." Mrs. Weasley was beginning to have tears drip down her face. "And Fred and George, and Angelina and Alicia. And Hermione, she expecting again! Oh it's so wonderful! And Harry's playing quidditch and Ginny at the Paper!" Mrs. Weasley was sobbing now.

"Yes, dear, it's all very wonderful." Mr. Weasley said comforting his wife. "They're all grown up now."