Chapter 25
T4 – A House Joined (cont.)
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Ginny still wasn't holding Harry's hand as they were about ready to enter the third bloodred portal. She knew she was being silly, but one of the Weasley traits was pride - pride which had been bent a bit as she fell out of the bed. And it really didn't help that Harry was rolling his eyes at her every few minutes.
"Ready?" she asked.
"Of course," he replied.
They stepped through, and were greeted by almost the same house as before. The main difference was, the shutters were back to the same light-blue the rest of the house was; Harry hadn't colored the shutters this time around, apparently.
"No midnight blue?" Ginny asked, looking at her fiancée.
Harry shook his head. They walked inside, and Ginny immediately saw something was wrong.
"Harry, I think this looks exactly like the half I designed myself."
"I know."
Ginny looked at him with a bit of skepticism, and walked to the master bedroom. "Harry! This bedroom looks just like what I designed, too! Didn't you do anything to yours - paint the walls or add furniture? Or did the meshing enchantment not work for some reason?"
Ginny turned around and watched as her fiancée entered the room behind her. "I didn't do anything to mine," he answered her.
She felt a flare of anger bloom inside of her. "Harry, you ruined this last enchantment! We don't have anymore! Now we won't know what our house would've looked like!"
"Yes we will," he replied softly. "We'll know when we actually get one. I... wanted to know what you wanted."
"What?" Ginny asked, confusion muting the ire.
"Ginny, I could've designed my half exactly how I wanted it, what I think would be perfect, and see what happened when it meshed with yours... but... it's not what I wanted, it's not what's important to me. I wanted to see what you designed, what type of house you pictured us living in together... being married in. I know I used up the last enchantment, but... this means more to me than figuring out what the couch would look like or seeing how large the bed would be."
"Harry," she murmured, anger quickly seeping away, until she found herself leaning up against him.
"We're going to do this again soon enough anyway, only for real. But it doesn't matter what house we're in, Ginny... just as long as you're happy there."
"It doesn't matter to me, either," she said, closing her eyes, feeling the warm wonderful sensation of him wrapping his arms tenderly around her. "I'll be happy as long as you're there with me."
"I love you, Ginny."
"I love you, too, Harry." They shared a soft kiss, and Ginny said with a bit of a quirky smile. "Ok, so you are worth the 'yes' after all."
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Unfortunately, deadlines are approaching, so I'm going to be rapidly posting the rest of the book. This time 6 chapters are getting posted, and the remaining 10 chapters or so will be posted soon. Please give me whatever feedback you can, especially since while I've had time to polish the first half of the book, the last half isn't even completely done in rough draft yet – so I can use all the help I can get in refining these chapters.