Chapter 6- Wedding and Honeymoon

As soon as a date was arranged, and a guest list was prepared, Harry and Ginny were married.

It was a small ceremony, with all of the Weasley minus Percy, the Grangers, Hagrid, numerous teachers from Hogwarts, and Katie, who had not been married into the family yet, whereas Angelina had been.

Amber was the flower girl, and Hermione and Ron's son, Sirius, was the ring bearer.

Hermione, Fleur, Angelina, and Katie were bridesmaids (Ilene was pregnant, so she sat with Charlie, fanning herself.).

Ron, Fred, George, and Bill were groomsmen.

Hagrid was 'preacher for a day' to marry his 'ruddy favourite students' himself.

Ginny's dress was hand-made by Bitsy and Kittsy (with a great deal of help from Hermione and Mrs. Weasley).

It had no sleeves or straps, and a very full train and skirt.

The bodice fit Ginny very nicely, and Harry couldn't help but notice this.

Harry's tuxedo was white, all except for a minute crimson heart that flashed 'I love you Ginny!' made especially for Harry by Fred and George, who thought it a riot, but Ginny and Hermione melted over it.

As soon as Harry said 'I do' Hagrid burst into tears and began to wail.

"Go ahead, 'Arry! Kiss 'er. Yeh both deserve each other, go on! I now pronoun' yeh Mr. and Mrs. Harry Potter!"

Mrs.Weasley led the party to stand up and applaud vigorously, tears streaming down her face.

Fred, George, and Ron cheered, and then began whooping and cat-calling as Harry scooped Ginny up into a fiery and well-deserved kiss.

The next day they were scheduled to leave by Portkey to an old wizard's bungalow in Greece.

Hermione and Ron drove them, because they couldn't Apparate with Sirius and Amber.

They walked through the door and knew it was trouble: A sleek, white-blonde head accompanied by a shorter, darker head.

"Oh no. just the thing we need to complete a flawless honeymoon. Malfoy and Parkinson." Groaned Harry and Ron.

Hermione looked pasty. "Th-they c-couldn't be going to the same place. Or could they? Oh no. oh no." she whispered as they went to the reception desk, where a lazy-looking Muggle woman was waiting.

"Harry and Ginny Potter." Ginny smiled at her own words.

"Hem? Oh, yes, here it is. Going to Greece for…?" she looked up at Harry expectantly.

"For our honeymoon, ma'am." He smiled down at his new wife.

"What's this? Potty and the Weasel whore are married? In what universe did this happen?" A tart drawl floated over, followed by a shrill giggle. Malfoy had found them at the desk.

"Room 409; you can wait there until the plane comes." The woman behind the counter handed a key to Ginny; apparently not noticing Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson were standing there too.

"Actually Malfoy," Harry began, a smirk playing around his emerald eyes, "She's not a Weasley anymore. She's a potter, and her name is Ginny, not Weasel Whore."

Malfoy's mouth twitched, and turned to Ron and Hermione.

"Well what about the Weasel king and the mud-blood? Are they married yet?"

He immediately saw Amber and Sirius at their feet.

"Awww, now they have two blood traitor babies. How disgusting…"

He sneered, and picked Amber up and held her high in the air. She promptly spit up on his jacket and began to cry.

The two new Potters and the two Weasley burst out laughing.

Even Pansy couldn't conceal a tiny smile.

10 minutes later, Harry and Ginny were holding a broken muggle lamp in room 409. After everyone had sufficiently hexed Malfoy and Pansy (away from Muggle eyes), they had said goodbye to everyone, and came to room 409 to finally take their Portkey to their well-deserved honeymoon.

3…2…1…!

Both newlyweds felt the familiar hook being pulled behind their navel.

They landed on a soft, sandy beach on a secluded island in Greece.

"Welcome newlywed Potters! Welcome to Greece!" A mature and worn voice wafted over the seashore.

The old wizard from whom they were borrowing the bungalow strode up the beach towards them.

They thanked him as their luggage landed behind them, and hiked the way up to their home for the next two weeks.

It was a small, brown house with a sign that read: Honeymoon suite.

"It ain't much, but…"

"It's perfect, thanks sir." Harry dismissed the wizard and looked at his new wife. "Well, let's have a look, shall we?"

Ginny obliged and carried her bag up to the door, opened it, and flung her luggage on the bed.

"I love you Harry Potter. Show me you love me too."

So he did, picking her up into his arms and kissing her intensely. (A/n: things….err, progressed from there…)

Ginny stretched and found she was holding herself very close to an extremely warm, breathing teddy bear.

"Mmm…morning Mr. Potter." She yawned and rubbed her sleepy eyes.

"Morning Mrs. Potter, fancy some breakfast?" asked her new husband, getting out of bed.

She welcomed it, and got up to dress herself.

After breakfast, Harry and Ginny went shopping (actually, mostly Ginny did the shopping.), next swimming or the beach, after that to dinner, then finally to bed.

The only real break in their daily rituals was when Ginny accidentally lost her bikini top in the ocean, and Harry had to hasten up to their apartment and get a new one for her.

At the end of two weeks they took a Portkey back to Atlantis, where they were met by Bitsy and Tatty.

"Master Harry! Mistress Ginny! You are pregnant! It is saying so in the new Potter history books, it did!" Bitsy squealed and clapped.

Ginny dropped her bags with a thud.

"Pr-pregnant?"

Goodness! That was extremely short, wasn't it? Well, I'm glad it's over.

So, what should it be? 1, 2, or 3 babies? Should they be Boys or Girls? What should the names be?

Well, that's all! Thanks to all the reviewers, you guys are great!

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