A/N: Due to the new rule, I apparently can't answer your reviews anymore, so if you have a question, you're going to have to email me…(tsks angrily) anyway, here's chapter 15! Thanx for all of your patience and reviews!

Chapter 15

A Surprise For Ginny

"Ginevra Weasley, you take those charms off your door and get your little butt down here, NOW! You KNOW how much we have to get done!" Molly Weasley yelled through the door of Ginny's room. She jerked out of sleep as she heard a loud thump on the floor. She peered over the end of her bed. Harry suddenly popped up. She stared at him and then remembered he'd stayed with her.

"What are you doing on the floor?" She asked.

"Fell."

"How'd you do that?" Ginny asked. She was feeling sleepy and stupid.

"Your mum scared me and I rolled over and fell." Harry explained, sinking down onto the bed by his girlfriend. She giggled.

"Are you okay?" She asked, watching him creep closer.

"I think so." He said, putting his arms on either side of her, leaning down and giving her a long kiss. She sighed happily into his mouth and returned the kiss willingly. She'd just been at the point of pulling up his shirt when—

"GINEVRA!" Mrs. Weasley bellowed suddenly, back at the door. Ginny waved her wand at the door, taking the silencing charm off, but leaving the privacy one and the locking one.

"What, mum, what?" She demanded angrily.

"Good, your up. Take these charms off the door and get downstairs. Oh, and find Harry. I can't fathom where he is."

"Probably went out for a fly or something." Ginny said, rolling her eyes.

"Okay, hurry up, now." Molly said. Ginny listened to her footsteps disappear, then looked over at Harry.

"Harry? Where are you?" She demanded, throwing the sheet off, exposing her lean thighs. Suddenly she felt a hand run up her thigh towards her centre. She shrieked and jumped away, but not before hearing Harry's laughter. "Harry, you git!" She snapped, yanking the invisibility cloak off of him. Harry controlled his laughter at her expression.

"Hi, love!" He said, putting a big smile on his face. She sighed.

"You scared the life out of me!" She accused, poking him hard in the chest.

"Ow! I'm sorry." He said, rubbing his chest. She crossed her arms in front of her and went to the window. Harry was confused for a minute. "Love?" He said, going to her and sliding his arms around her waist from behind. She turned her head, but not before he caught a small smirk.

"I'm mad at you." She said unconvincingly.

"Well, that's not good. What should we do about that?" He asked, kissing under her ear and blowing in it softly. She shuddered.

"I don't know. You think of something."

"How long does it normally take you to get ready?" He growled.

"Counting a shower? About thirty minutes, why?" She asked, unable to keep a small purr out of her voice.

"Well, I thought I might give you a special massage." He said innocently.

"Oh, a massage, hmm?" She said carelessly, but she was tingling with desire.

"Mmm…" Harry replied, kissing down her neck. She turned slowly around.

"Why, Mr. Potter! Are you trying to seduce me?" She asked, feigning shock.

"Yep." Harry said, sweeping her into his arms and tumbling onto the bed. Ginny had just enough time to place silencing charms back on the door before Harry started biting playfully at her neck, making her lose all concentration on anything else.

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"Harry, we can't just lay here." Ginny said, giggling as Harry traced circles on her bare stomach.

"Please?" He begged, resting his head on her breast and looking at her. She laughed and kissed him.

"I have an idea though. You can stay here while I get ready, then you can go up to your room, get dressed and grab your Firebolt, then leave out the window. Then you can fly for a few minutes, then come to the kitchen door and come in with the broom, so it looks like you were flying." Ginny said, gazing at his hair that she was twirling in her fingers. He looked amused.

"You sound like you had it all planned out. Am I that bad that you have to think of plans?" He asked playfully. She smacked him lightly on the head.

"Of course not." She said, but she was grinning slightly.

"Good, because that would be depressing." He said as he sat up. "But I have a different plan."

"Oh? What is it?" She asked curiously, sitting up against her pillows and pulling the sheet up around her. Harry watched as she did this.

"I cannot believe we just did that with your parents in the house." He said, feeling suddenly stupid and foolish.

"Oh, Harry. They'll never know! I had the charms on my door and they don't know where you are…." She trailed off.

"Exactly, what if they put two and two together?" He asked her. She shrugged.

"They think to highly of you to think that." She said reassuringly. He seemed to be satisfied with this answer.

"That's true…"

"Your plan?" Ginny prompted.

"Oh! Well, I need to go to like, the outskirts of Hogsmeade so I figured you could just say I left a letter with you saying where I was." Harry said, grabbing his shirt from the…lamp? Ginny watched as he got it in amusement.

"Okay, that sounds good. Why are you going to 'the outskirts of Hogsmeade'?" She asked, watching him pull on his boxers and jeans.

"Ah, that's a secret, my dear." He grinned at her as he pulled on his socks and shoes.

"Oh, Harry, come on. Tell me!" She pleaded, pouting a lip.

"And ruin the surprise? I think not." He said, enjoying her begging as he tried to flatten his hair.

"Yes, or I'll never sleep with you again." She threatened. Harry laughed.

"Oh, I think you will when you see the surprise." He said playfully, enjoying her look of defeat. "I swear you'll know soon enough. Go with me on this." He said, sitting back down and stroking her cheek. Her angry, frustrated face melted into a small, loving smile at his touch.

"Okay." She whispered.

"I love you. I'll be back this afternoon." He said, kissing her on the forehead.

"I love you too." She said, lifting her head. He smiled and kissed her softly on the lips, deepening the kiss a little by opening her mouth with his tongue. They pulled apart and Harry stood up. He gave and received one last smile before turning on his heel and Apparating away. Ginny sighed and glanced at the clock. It read 10:13. ("Get thee out of bed!" it read under the time). She sighed again and began to get ready.

"Eglantine?" She said with a frown at her reflection. Eglantine swooped over and fluttered down onto her mistress's shoulder. "Why do I even bother with this?" She asked, holding a fistful of her fiery red locks. Eglantine gave a small screech. Ginny took this to mean, 'because Harry loves it.' And nodded at her reflection.

"Go to sleep, hun, you were out hunting all night." Ginny said, scratching her owl fondly. She made a gurgling noise in thanks, squeezed Ginny's shoulder briefly, and flew off to her perch.

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"Ginny? Where's Harry?" Ron asked as soon as he saw his sister. Ginny frowned at him.

"Good morning to you to, Ron." She snapped as she fixed herself a plate.

"Good morning, Ginny. Where's Harry?" He repeated. Ginny rolled her eyes.

"He had Hedwig waiting on me when I woke up with a note. He's going to be gone until afternoon." She lied.

"Why?" Hermione piped up.

"I don't know, he didn't say." Ginny frowned. She heard a small cough and looked around at her father who was hiding behind his newspaper. "Daddy? What's going on?" She asked on a whim. He lowered his paper.

"I haven't a clue what you're talking about." He said quickly, hiding his face again.

"Arthur!" Molly snapped. He sunk down into his chair.

"Dad!"

"Daddy!"

"Mr. Weasley!"

"Ron! Hermione! Ginny! Mum!" Fred and George said at the same time, walking into the kitchen. They looked at each other.

"Fred!" Fred said to his twin.

"George!" George said his own name to his brother in reply.

"What is this? A name contest?" Bill asked, walking in with Fleur trailing after him.

"Make Dad tell us where Harry has gone." Ron told his brother. Bill looked carefully at the plate he was fixing.

"Oh, not you too!" Ginny wailed.

"What's wrong, Gin-Gin?" Charlie asked as he walked in.

"Where's Vanessa?" Hermione asked.

"Oh, she had to go. What's wrong?"

"Make Bill and Dad tell us where Harry went!" Ginny said, pointing at the two men.

"Well, why? I mean it's rather pointless for me to get it out of them when I already know." Charlie said. Ginny slapped his arm sharply.

"Char-lie!" She whined. "Fleur, use your angry pregnant woman hormones to get it out of them!" Ginny pleaded. Fleur examined her own silvery hair she was twirling in her fingers.

"Ugh! It's a conspiracy against us!" Ron yelled.

"What are we trying to find out?" Fred asked, leaning forward in mock rapt attention.

"Where Harry is." Hermione supplied.

"Where is he?" George asked.

"Thank Merlin! You two don't know either." Ginny said.

"Well, Ginny, that's not saying much." Ron pointed out. Ginny's face fell again.

"Boys? Where are Katie and Angelina?" Mrs. Weasley asked, changing the subject hastily.

"Gone," Fred said.

"Work," George added.

"On Easter?" Mrs. Weasley said, obviously shocked.

"Mum, they are both on the Holyhead Harpies. D'you think that the captain gives a damn when he holds practices and schedules games and tournaments?" George said exasperatedly. Molly sighed.

"I suppose not." She said sadly.

"Where is Harry?" Ron and Ginny both asked the table. Everyone stayed silent and Ginny gave up trying to find out. Ron kept asking randomly throughout the morning, but still nobody would tell. Charlie finally snapped and bellowed at Ron to 'mind his own bloody business and stop asking before he got turned into a bloody kneazle'. Ginny finally got sick of all the secrecy and shut herself in her room, talking to Eglantine and trying to figure out what Harry was doing without her that almost everybody knew about.

Around 1:30 Ginny was stroking Eglantine when a loud crack sounded in her room and she leapt up with her wand out, seeing Harry standing there with his hands up, looking amused. But Ginny didn't lower her wand. On the contrary, she moved her hair out of her face and steadied her hand. Harry looked really confused.

"Gin—what?" He began.

"Why did almost EVERYONE know where you were today except for your two best friends, the twins, and ME?" She demanded. Harry smiled slightly.

"Because I was getting a surprise for you and I was afraid they would tell." He explained. She still looked upset, but threw her wand on the table and resumed stroking Eglantine. He bit his lip and stuffed his hands in his pockets worriedly. "Gin? Are you angry with me?" He asked, like he was 10. She smirked and shook her head.

"No, I was, but I'll get over it." She said, not looking at him. He shifted his weight uncomfortably.

"Can I show you something then?" He asked, shuffling towards her. She looked at him thoughtfully. He held out his hand and she looked at it. She considered for a moment, then took hold of his hand and allowed him to pull her up. A smile took the worried look from his face.

"Good! Come on." He said.

"Wait! I look like crap, let me freshen up." She said. Harry looked at her soft, curled red locks, her dark eyes that were lined in makeup, and her tight jeans and tight shirt. She also had on a pair of shoes.

"Nonsense! You look gorgeous!" He said. "Now, come on." He said, Apparating them both away.

They landed in front of a rather large cottage with no houses around it. It had a nice big front yard with flowers lining the long wrap-around porch and the path up to the porch steps. There was a white picket fence around the yard with a mailbox on the fence by the swinging gate. Ginny loved it, it was so cute!

"Oooh, Harry! Who lives here?" She asked, standing on tiptoe like she would be able to see better if she did.

"Nobody." He said. She froze and looked at him.

"Well then what are we doing here? We could get in trouble!" She said, looking around.

"We won't. Want to see inside?" He asked, and before she could answer, he'd already started pulling her up the path and onto the porch. He reached for the doorknob and turned it, pushing Ginny inside ahead of him. She found herself in a small entry hallway. It had maroon walls and flawless white carpet.

At the end there was a huge staircase made of cherry wood with white carpet on the steps that wound its way up to a second floor, and below them, the foyer opened out into a living room. Harry led Ginny into it.

The walls were a chocolaty brown colour with more white carpet. The room was huge and had a large fireplace in it. One of the walls had three huge windows that went from the window seats, all the way up to the unnaturally high ceiling. Light flooded through them and brightened the whole room considerably. She smiled at the large room and took in every detail before Harry dragged her through it and into the kitchen.

She fell in love with the kitchen. It had any kitchen appliance you could ever think of, and was about twice the size of a normal kitchen. The walls were a warm yellow with white tile. There were shutters painted white over the sink. Ginny opened them and found herself looking back into the living room. Harry laughed at her expression and she went around, exploring the kitchen further while Harry watched her.

"Oooh, I love this kitchen! It's perfect!" She said excitedly as she opened the pantry. "Oooh!" She said, yet again. That's all she'd been saying so far. The pantry was about the size of a small room, the walls lined in shelves and at the end of it was another door. Harry followed Ginny through it. Ginny sighed in delight. Behind the door was an enormous laundry room.

The biggest washer and dryer Ginny had ever seen stood at the back of the room and on the side was a small counter with a sink, and across on the other wall was a large window with a long pole suspended by two silver chains was hanging, apparently for clothes that had to air dry. Once Ginny had finished admiring the laundry room, Harry grabbed her hand and pulled her back to the entry hall and through another doorway.

"Oooh!" She said, yet again. This room was also very large, and it had large floor-to-ceiling windows spaced out evenly along two walls. The walls themselves were a pale, yet bright, blue with, yet again, white carpet. This room seemed to be a sort of parlor since it had no fireplace and had a slight elegance about it. Double doors led to a large dining room that had cherry wood floors and khaki coloured walls.

There was one large window in the back of the dining room, so when eating, anyone that was at the table would be able to look outside. There was another set of double doors on a wall in the dining room that were closed. Harry led her through them and she found herself in a darker room, but it was gorgeous. The walls were made of cherry wood, with no paint over them, and the carpet was a dark maroon.

Bookshelves lined the whole back wall and half of the wall on the left. The wall on the right had another large window with a window seat, but dark maroon curtains covered it, blocking out most of the light. Another door stood beside the window. "I figure this is a sort of office." Harry said, looking around at it appreciatively. Ginny nodded mutely, looking at the large room.

"What's through that door?" Ginny asked.

"The kitchen." He said, leading her back to it.

"So it just all is connected?" Ginny asked as they went back to the entry hall. Harry laughed.

"Yeah, most houses are, Gin." He teased. She pushed him playfully. "Shall we head upstairs?" He asked, putting an arm around her. She nodded with a smile and they headed up the impressive staircase. Once up there, they found themselves in a long hallway. The door just a little to the right and across the hall from them stood open. Ginny looked in and found a large bathroom.

It wasn't decorated, but it was almost completely white, except the tile had blue around each piece on the floor. The walls were white with blue trim. The counter that held the sink looked a lot like the floor. It was white, with blue around each piece on it.

"Oh it's so pretty!" She said, clasping her hands together, sounding like she was four.

"Yeah, come on, more rooms are up here, you know." Harry said playfully. She smiled and left the bathroom. They saw two more rooms that seemed to be bedrooms, both with white carpet, and one had pale lavender walls, and the other had hunter green walls. Harry seemed anxious to get to the only room they had not yet seen. Ginny knew why, but she took her sweet time to mess with him.

"Ginny! You've been looking at the carpet for five minutes!" Harry cried finally. Ginny giggled.

"Okay, fine, we'll go see the last room." She said. He smiled, seized her hand and practically dragged her all the way to the other end of the hallway. He opened the door and ushered her inside. She found herself standing in a kind of lobby looking room. Directly ahead of her on the opposite wall were two double doors that led out to a large patio.

To the side, she noticed the wall was kind of catty-cornered and there was a fireplace on it. On the other wall, that remained straight, was a large bookshelf and a doorway. Ginny walked through it with Harry on her heels. She gasped. Inside was the biggest master suite she'd ever seen. It had two huge windows that stretched far along the wall, but had space enough between them for a large, queen-sized bed.

On the other wall was another window, though not as large, had a comfortable squishy window seat under it. There were his and hers closets on another wall. The carpet was dark maroon, with white walls, yet the trim of the walls and around all the doors was painted the same colour as the carpet. Ginny saw another door and made a beeline for it, knowing what it was.

She opened the door and found herself in the biggest, most beautiful bathroom she'd ever seen. The floor was white with fluffy red rugs already in there. The whole bathroom was already decorated. The stand up shower was lined in dark red instead of silver, as was the cover on the toilet seat and there were two towels hanging on the wall that were the same dark red.

Ginny didn't notice the initials on them. The walls were white, but there was a border around them of dark red roses. Ginny gasped as she saw the counter that held the two sinks. The counter had clear and dark red shiny pebbles in its surface, but when Ginny touched it, she found that there was a glass top over them.

"Oh that's so creative! I've never seen that!" She said, peering at it closely. She turned and looked at the huge bathtub. It looked like it could easily fit about five people in it, and there was a seat in two corners of it. It had jets on the side and a few more taps than necessary. But to Ginny, that was expected.

"Oh my god, I love this bathroom." She said, spinning around in it. Harry laughed.

"I'm guessing you like the house then?" He asked innocently. She nodded.

"Yes, I love it, it's so pretty. Why are we here?"

"Because this is your surprise." Harry said happily, wrapping his arms around her.

"Looking at a house?" She asked.

"No, love, the house is your surprise." He said, waiting for her to catch on. Dawning comprehension settled over her features.

"What do you mean?" She asked, knowing the answer. Harry leaned forward and whispered in her ear.

"I bought us this house." He said, then pulled away. Ginny blinked rapidly.

"What do you mean?" She repeated.

"Ginny, this house is ours! This bathroom, the huge kitchen, right down to those towels with our initials on them!" Harry said, stepping back and spreading his arms out to indicate to the whole house. Ginny looked over at the towels and sure enough, one had a large, fancy 'G' on it and the other had a fancy 'H' on it.

"Oh my god! You bought us this house?" She asked, smiling, hardly daring to believe it. Harry sighed, dropped his arms and went over to her, putting his hands on her shoulders and looking her square in the eye.

"Yes." He said simply. Ginny shrieked and leapt on him, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.

"I can't believe it!" She yelled happily. She moved her head back and kissed Harry hard and passionately.

"Believe it. It's ours. We own it." Harry whispered, still holding her.

"When do we move in?"

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A/N: Well, what do you guys think? I kind of wrote this on a whim. And you can at least push the little blue button. I would love you forever!