"Hello sir? Ah, Harry Potter, what can I do for you today?" The witch asked him looking curiously into his eyes.
"Well, it's a very good friend's birthday, and I'm looking for something very nice." He stared at her shyly.
"Hmm, very well then, please accompany me into the back; it is where we keep our nicest jewellery." Harry followed the woman into the back room, which was quite a bit nicer looking than the front room. She got out a box and opened it in front of Harry. Inside was a necklace/bracelet pair, yellow diamonds adorned their bands with a large, but nice teardrop emerald in the centre of them both.
"Oh wow, those are perfect, how much are they?" The witch showed him the price tag, 1200 Galleons, he shrugged, "No matter, here take this," he passed the pouches to the Witch, who gawked back at him.
"Sir, with the amount in these pouches, you could get her the matching earrings!" She looked at him in awe.
"Well then, let's have it." She wrapped both boxes in gold foil and handed them to Harry gingerly, he smiled to her and left the shop happily.
Harry arrived back at Ginny's place to find her crying in the kitchen, he quickly put the gifts on the small table in the entranceway and rushed in to ask her what is wrong.
"He left." She sobbed through huffs of sorrow.
"Who left?" She looked at him, "Mark left?" She nodded slowly at him. He walked over to her and pulled her into a strong hug. "I guess this would be a bad time to give you your birthday present." She shot her head up and shook it no. So he walked calmly into the entranceway to pick up the parcels that he had left there and walked back to give them to Ginny.
"Here, I hope you like them." Ginny opened both packages and started to cry again, perhaps even worse than she was before he had come in. "Ginny, what's wrong? I thought you'd like them."
"I… Like them… Harry, it's just that… Their so beautiful… nobody's ever… spent… that much… money on me." And she continued to sob as Harry pulled her into his arms.
"Ginny, you're worth all the money in the world to me." And so Ginny sobbed even harder, Harry, finally recognizing that these are good sobs, just held her in his arms until she started to calm down.
"Here, let me put them on for you. He took the necklace and lightly pulled back her hair to do up the clasp in the back. He stepped backwards and smiled, they looked great, amazing even. "There you go honey, you look amazing," with this Ginny pulled him into a deep kiss, and moved them both into the bedroom, where they…. Slept soundly all night.
Harry awoke the next morning remembering the night before he smiled as he watched Ginny sleep. He saw her stir slightly.
"Good morning beautiful." He said as he kissed her lightly on the forehead.
"It's the morning, I so am not beautiful right now." She joked.
"Sure you are." Harry said chuckling slightly.
"You lie like a rug." They both laughed as they made their way into the kitchen and had breakfast together.
"Well, we should go and talk to your mother and plan that lunch or dinner, or whatever." Harry stated.
"Yeah,. You're right, we should." Ginny and Harry got up and walked over to the fireplace where they flooed over to the Weasley's Burrow.
"Hey mum!" Ginny said happily.
"Ginny dear, it's been so long," and so it started, the sobbing, they were crying in each other's arms for a good twenty minutes until they both simmered down. Mrs. Weasley invited them to have tea with her and so they sat and drank tea.
"Well, we wanted to run this idea by you, because well, your house would be the easiest for everybody to find." Mrs. Weasley nodded and listened intently. "We wanted to have a family Dinner, or a lunch."
"We figured we could send a bunch of owls from the post office out to find Fred, George, Percy, Charlie, Bill and maybe even Hermione." Ginny added.
"What about Ronald?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"We already have made contact with him, and he's just waiting on a date. Oh, and mum, if we do find Hermione, I'd like it if we kept it a secret, and maybe we could have her come in the middle of Dinner, as a surprise for Ron you know." Mrs. Weasley nodded, indeed everybody else knew how much they liked eachother, except them.
"Okay, so the house is free next Tuesday, maybe we could plan it for then?" Mrs. Weasley suggested.
"Ah, yes, good date, Ginny and I will head down to the Post Office right away. We'll see you on Tuesday Mrs. Weasley.