Okay, well. Here's the next chapter. I hope everyone likes it. I've been having this certain scene in my dreams for a while, and Everytime I picture it, I just smile.

Disclaimer: Everything is JK Rowling's dealing with Harry Potter. Important landmarks and stuff belong to Italy. Anything else if created in my dream world is mind, therefore, I dream.

This chapter is dedicated to a guy named Eric…He made me happy today, so this is for him and always being so kind to me and always trying to make me laugh and smile.

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Chapter 4-A Dandelion's Touch

"Harry!" Ginny said, while holding onto the umbrella in one hand and twirling herself around a lamp pole that was by the side of the bridge near the Brenta Canal while laughing.

Harry smiled as he saw Ginny laughing so care-free in the aftermaths of a light rain that had just ended. Today was the beginning of a week in which he and Ginny were going to spend a couple of days in Italy sight seeing and touring the wonderful sights of which Italy had to offer. Only a week before had Harry proposed to Ginny, and much to her family's dismay, they ran away, leaving a note to say that when they came back, they expected to be married, and left it at that. Harry was sure that the Weasley's would be a bit upset at first, but somehow Fred and George found them and after giving a stern talk to both he and Ginny, they left, but not without giving them a mysterious box which had a note in it which read,

"These may seem like simple muggle pranks, but they're really great! Use them while in Italy and we'll read about it in the news. If we don't see anything, we'll just have to throw Harry in the pond when he gets home. Cheers!"--Fred and George

Harry smiled nervously at the thought, and caught up to Ginny.

"So, where do you want to go first today, Ginny?" Harry asked

"I was thinking of going out to eat before anything else. I'm so starved! That delicious orange salad we had in Sicily for breakfast is long gone. Too bad most Italians don't have a more filling breakfast. Hey, let's go there!" Ginny exclaimed, as she pointed to a magical restaurant unseen by muggles named ANTICO MARTINI. Before Harry could say a word, Ginny dragged him inside and politely asked the host in her meager Italian if they could eat there. The waiter seemed a bit annoyed to be bothering with 'non-important' looking people, but when Ginny showed Harry to the man, his eyes grew large and apologized profusely and gave them the best place to sit at the moment, making Ginny feel quite pleased with herself.

"I don't know if we should keep doing that Ginny. I mean, we have the money to buy our own meals and-"Harry was cut off by Ginny, who laughed and said,

"Oh, Harry. Don't be so modest. It's fun to see how far we can go doing these type of things. Everyone knows you by now, and no one seems to mind to be giving us special treatment. Just look around, Harry. Nearly everyone knows we're engaged. People are happy just to be near you." Ginny said as she vaguely raised her arm as Harry saw the other people in the restaurant, smiling at them occasionally who in turn raised a wine glass or two.

"I guess it's okay. But I still feel like I'm abusing my position." Harry said, frowning for a second, then turned to his menu and smiled widely at what there was to eat.

"Hmmmm…I think I will have ravioli with brie & walnut sauce. And you Harry?"

"I want… Risotto with zucchini & basil. Signore," Harry said to a passing waiter, "We would like to order now."

The man smiled, delighted to be the one to serve the great Harry Potter, and said in English,

"Of course, Mr. Potter. Will you and your fiancée like anything to drink, or any dessert to come with your meal? Everything, of course, will be free."

"Um, perhaps a pitcher of water and some Chianti wine would be good to drink. As for dessert, I was thinking of having some tiramisù for the both of us. Would that be alright with you, Ginny?" Harry asked.

Ginny nodded yes, admiring the lovely restaurant and the people there. The waiter left and after a couple minutes, their drinks and food were brought out, and Harry and Ginny began to eat. They would have preferred to eat and run, as they used to do at Hogwarts when they had places to go, but so as to not offend the people at all the restaurants they had visited thus far, they ate slowly, relishing every bit of their food. They also smiled good-naturedly from time to time and often complimented on how good the food was whenever staff member came by. When they did leave, most of the restaurant staff members saw them off, and even a few asked for Harry's signature and a few women gave Ginny small gifts, such as a flower or a colored scarf.

"Well, those people were certainly nice. At least the men didn't leer at you like the last restaurant we went to. And most of the people left us alone, which was just as nice. We should go back there again sometime, don't you think?" Harry asked Ginny, who looked like she was just getting started in causing mischief.

"Yes, I wouldn't mind going back there again. But now that we are away from everyone, I would just like to do some more sightseeing here and start using the stuff in that box Fred and George gave us." It's already past 4 and I want to stay outside a while longer before it rains again." No sooner than Ginny had said that, there was a clasp of thunder and lightning and before Harry and Ginny knew it, they were caught in a heavy downpour of rain. Harry quickly grabbed Ginny's arm and they both apparated to their hotel, where a nice fire was burning for them.

Harry cast a drying charm on the both of them and was about to say something, until he noticed the look on Ginny's face. He held still for a moment and tried to conjure roses for her, but instead, a bouquet of dandelions appeared. Not thinking about the consequences, Harry approached Ginny as she sighed,

"I wish that it didn't have to rain so soon, Harry. I was looking forward to having a nice warm afternoon creating all sorts of mischief and go sightseeing with you today. So much for our first visit in Venice. Perhaps tomorrow will be better…oh!" Ginny exclaimed, surprised, when a bouquet of yellow dandelions brandished in front of her. She turned around and saw Harry smiling sheepishly.

"I know that it's not they're not the best kind of flowers, but they are yellow like the sun, and when I see them, they make me feel happy. So I figured that you would like the dandelions too. They are the sun for you while it rains, Ginny." Harry said naively.

Ginny, who was too surprised and happy to say really anything, flung her arms around Harry and kissed him. After they broke from the kiss, Ginny was about to say something, when all of a sudden she sneezed and all the dandelion seeds flew into the air and sparkled as Harry had put a small dew spell on them.

"Sorry, Harry." Ginny said, laughing. "But thanks for cheering me up. I swear, your flower analogies can both be lovely and weird sometimes, but either way, they always make me smile. I just hope that I see something as beautiful as this tomorrow and always, Harry."

"I always see something beautiful, and that's you, Ginny." Harry smiled as Ginny hugged him and they sat down and watched the dandelions float through the air in their beautiful ballet dance and slowly went to sleep, each thinking about the wonderful things that would happen the next day to them, together.

To be continued…..

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