Chapter 5: Time.
Sorry for the delay, but I decided to wait for some time until after the HBP… or a good review. Thanks to HAM005. And as for the place… that's the only chance for some privacy for quite a while.
Some hints at adult content below – you have been warned.
"Ginevra Weasley, my love, will you marry me?"
Ginny said that Harry never ceased to amaze her. This time however, he left her completely shocked. It took her at least ten seconds to realize what he said… and then about half as much to realize what he was holding.
The most beautiful engagement ring ever seen.
She flung herself onto his neck, and cried out with a half sob:
"I can't believe it Harry! Of course I will!"
"Damn it Ginny, I'm so happy right now…" He managed to utter nothing else because of the unending stream of kisses Ginny covered his face with. Only several minutes later, she decided to make a short pause.
"Ginevra Potter, Sounds nice. Or maybe it should be Ginevra Weasley Potter. Or Ginevra…"
"I'm afraid darling," said Harry "that the customs of my family offer you but the single choice of Ginevra Weasley. And I cannot possibly object."
"I thought that" Ginny frowned "your mother was addressed as Mrs. Potter."
"Never. Except for a few signatures to prevent misunderstanding she was always Evans. Oh, I completely forgot. Give me your hand." And with these words, Harry slipped the ring on her finger. The colors starting swirling even more rapidly, more unpredictably, more beautifully.
"The ring seems to like me." Muttered Ginny while staring.
"Of course it does." Smirked Harry, also transfixed by it. "It's a piece of myself. Now where were we?"
The kissing continued until a few minutes later Ginny paused and said:
"Too bad we have so little time. I want to stay here forever."
"What do you mean by little time?" Smiled Harry "We have plenty"
"The aversion spells I put are only good for a few hours and are difficult to reinforce. After that, someone might think to check the room."
Harry took his wand and went to the door. A few seconds later, he returned.
"I try to prepare for different circumstances." He said with a smirk. "The "coin" reinforced the charms. I would say we have 30 hours – even against your family.
"Sounds tempting." Said Ginny. "But what about…" She whispered something to Harry.
"No need to be ashamed. As for the answer, I am maintaining such a charm around myself for the last several years. Symbolic. War is not the time to be born."
"Hmmm." Smirked Ginny "maybe you can remove it now"
"Let's see… How long do you think it will take your mother to plan a perfect wedding?"
"Good question." Laughed Ginny. "Maybe 6 months"
"In this case, let's leave it. Dressing problems."
"Agreed." Said Ginny and immediately tackled Harry onto the bed.
"Wait, Ginny." Said Harry, mustering what remained of his reason. "Are you sure you want this"
The only thing Ginny gave him was a really feral smile. Harry responded by taking his wand and doing some transfiguration work on the bed and other surroundings.
The concentration of coherent speech over the next hours is too small to write down a good dialogue so I think I'll make a pause here (besides, they deserve time to themselves).
Next chapter will be about family confrontations – if I'll manage to write it down.