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"So, Mrs. Potter, any idea yet as to how we're going to tell your brother and sister-in-law?" asked Harry a he nuzzled the back of his wife's neck.
"Not at all," said Ginny basking in the afterglow of the most amazing sex ever.
"We need to tell them eventually," said Harry as he began to kiss her neck and shoulders again.
"Eventually," said Ginny slightly distracted by the kissing. Their short conversation was completely forgotten as they once again began making love. Ginny was curious though if making love thirteen times in a day was normal.
"Oh Merlin," came a voice that did not belong to either of the pair.
Ginny looked to the source as Harry was on top and could see.
"Hermione, get out," yelled Ginny as she and Harry scrambled to cover up.
Hermione seemed shocked then she suddenly turned around putting her hands over her eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll come back later." She then ran out of the room.
"Might be easier to tell them now," said Harry with a small smirk.
Ginny laughed, "Maybe." Soon both were laughing comfortably.
"So how long before Ron comes in here and tries to kill me?" asked Harry and he hugged his new wife closely.
"I'd say right about . . . now," said Ginny just as the door burst open with a rather powerful Reductor curse.
"I think he's upset," whispered Harry into Ginny's ear.
"I'll kill you Potter," shouted Ron as he trained his wand on Harry.
Ginny stood in front of him protectively, "Don't you dare touch him."
"Just step aside Ginny," said Ron angrily.
Ginny didn't move other than lifting up her hand and showing him the back side of it.
"What?" asked Ron confused, "Ginny, that doesn't make sense, just step aside and let me kill the lecherous bastard."
Ginny then wiggled her fingers drawing his attention to them.
"What are you on about Ginny?" asked Ron before his jaw suddenly dropped.
"There now you can go," said Ginny.
"I don't need to kill him after all, but mum is going to kill you both," said Ron in awe.
"Is it safe?" asked Hermione peaking through the blown away door frame.
"They're bloody married," said Ron.
"They're what?" yelled Hermione as she forgot all of her timidity as she barged into the room and took Ginny's hand to examine the ring.
"It's not a real one yet," said Ginny, "Harry and I are going to buy a real one when we get back to London."
"But you got married," protested Hermione.
"Yes we did," said Harry wrapping his arms around Ginny protectively and kissing her cheek.
"Why didn't you invite us?" demanded Hermione.
"Well, we don't really remember getting married," said Ginny with a slight blush.
"Then how do you know you are married?" asked Ron clearly confused.
"Marriage certificate," said Harry pointing to the bureau.
Hermione grabbed it and cast a few spells on it to check for authenticity, "You didn't just get married in Vegas, you had a Wizard's Wedding which me means you passed all the tests."
"I guess so," said Ginny, "Honestly, we were completely smashed at the time and can't remember a thing. We woke up here this morning in bed, it was bit confusing at first really. But then we talked and found out that we were both actually madly in love with each other but too afraid to say anything for fear of ruining our friendship. Kind of like you and Ron fifth and sixth year."
"Wait a minute," said Ron, "You mean you've been in love for a Merlin knows how long and not one person ever noticed."
"Nope," said Harry, "Remember, after fifth year I became a master at hiding my emotions. I gave very little indication to Ginny that I felt for her."
"I learned to hide my feelings for Harry a long time ago," said Ginny, "Neither of us was giving any sign beyond friendship."
"How did I miss it though?" asked Hermione, "I don't miss anything like this."
"Well, you missed this," said Harry with a grin.
"So, it took for both of you to get completely smashed out of your minds to make you confront your feelings for each other?" asked Hermione.
"Basically," said Harry and Ginny together.
"Wow," said Ron, "You know, I've always thought of you as brother, now you really are."
"Do you normally threaten you're brothers with death for sleeping with their wives?"
"If I don't know their married I do," said Ron with a smug grin.
"Prat," said Harry.
"Well, as lovely as this is," said Ginny, "Harry and I were in the middle of something."
"Oh, right," said Hermione blushing slightly, "Do you think you'd like to meet for dinner in about three hours?"
"Sure," said Ginny, "That will give us just enough time I think."
Hermione nodded and dragged Ron out of the room.
"Well, that's two down, and a lot more to go," said Harry kissing his wife vigorously.
Hours later Harry and Ginny showed up late . . . very late.
"What took you two so long?" asked Hermione impatiently.
"Sorry, elevator got stuck on the way down," said Harry with a bit of blush.
"Oh, so you pulled the emergency stop," said Ron before he looked to his wife, "I taught him that one."
"No you didn't," said Harry, "TV taught me that one years ago before you ever told me about it."
"Prat," said Ron with a pout.
"Do you all realize how much this is going to drive everyone we know insane now that there is not one but two newly weds in the family?" asked Ginny.
"Personally, I'm more worried about my odds of surviving your brothers and father," said Harry with a nervous swallow.
"Well, you own half of WWW so Fred and George shouldn't be a problem," said Ron without thinking.
"Ron!" yelled Harry.
"What do you mean he owns half of WWW?" asked Ginny.
"Oops, sorry Harry, I just thought that now that you were married you'd have told her," said Ron sheepishly.
"We've been a bit busy. I haven't really had the chance yet to tell her about it," said Harry a bit annoyed.
"You own half of my brothers business?" asked Ginny.
"Well, you know that I gave them my winning from the Tri-Wizard Tournament right?"
Ginny nodded.
"Well, about a year ago they came to me talking about wanting to expand to put Zonko's out of business but they were short of capital and didn't want to get a loan from the bank. So, they asked if I was interested in becoming half owner," said Harry.
"But Harry," said Hermione, "WWW a year ago before they expanded was worth nearly 100,000 galleons. You wouldn't have that kind of money to invest."
"Actually Hermione," said Harry, "That is one of my smallest companies at the moment. It was rather very easy to invest half a million galleons without blinking. I sort of found out that when I came of age I inherited the Potter fortune."
"Harry," said Hermione loudly, "You mean you're rich?"
"No, I'm not rich," said Harry before he looked to Ginny, "We're rich, very, very, very rich."
Ginny's jaw dropped, "Why didn't you ever tell me?"
"I don't like talking about it," said Harry, "I've never really cared about money, you know that and you and your entire family are very sensitive about the subject. Plus, if it ever got out to the public that I'm not only the 'famous-boy-who-conquered' but also the richest wizard in the world I would never be left alone. It would be worse than now."
"But me Harry," said Ginny almost sounding hurt, "I've been your best friend for so long and you didn't tell me."
"I didn't tell Hermione either," said Harry, "The only reason that Ron ever found out was because he was with me the day I found out about my inheritance and I swore him to secrecy which he's now broken. I swore to myself, the only person I would tell is my wife after we're married. I know you can see past my fame and so can a lot of people but most can't. Even fewer people could see past my money and fame to the real me so I've never let anyone know until you. I've loved you for so long Ginny and I wanted to tell you but I was afraid that you'd suddenly see me differently if you knew I was so wealthy."
"Harry, I love you and no matter what. How much money you do or don't have means nothing to me. You could have trusted me," said Ginny feeling hurt.
"You're right, I should have," said Harry feeling a bit ashamed of himself, "I'm sorry Ginny, I really am."
Ginny took a deep breath and let it go, "Okay, I forgive you but don't think I'll forget this. Now, before we get on to dinner, are there any other big secrets that I should know?"
"A few," said Harry nervously, "But these are secrets that I can't talk about in front of Ron and Hermione. Sorry guys." Harry looked apologetically at Ron and Hermione.
"No problem," said Ron. He knew a bit about the nature of the secrets as he worked with Harry daily but he didn't know exactly what they were.
Hermione didn't look at all happy about it but said nothing.
Ginny studied Harry for a minute, "You'll tell me when we get back to the room?"
"Of course," said Harry, "I don't mean to hide anything from you Ginny and now that we're married I'll tell you everything."
"Anything else I need to know that you can tell me with Ron and Hermione here?" asked Ginny.
"You're the reason Voldemort is dead," said Harry not daring to look at anyone at the table.
"What?" asked the three at the same time.
"The final spell," said Harry, "Requires love and lots of it. Dumbledore he helped me train for that fight and to find the power to have defeated Voldemort. Dumbledore always said that the power was love. I loved which was something Voldemort could never fathom or comprehend as he'd never felt it before. When I cast the final spell, I thought of my parents, Ron, and Hermione, everyone I knew and cared about except for Ginny. Part of the spell required me to let Voldemort into my mind, to draw him in a bit and then bombard him. I wanted to keep Ginny as safe from Voldemort as possible and the thought that I may fail made me keep her out of my mind in the hopes that Voldemort would leave her alone. But in letting him into my mind, I entered his a bit and discovered some of his plans for the future, plans that involved Ginny giving him an heir."
That little bit of news caused the entire table to gasp and Ginny to tear up.
"The spell was failing because there wasn't enough love, but then seeing that I thought of Ginny and how much I really loved her and the spell grew in power so quickly and by so much. My love for Ginny even then is what allowed me to defeat Voldemort. So Ginny is the real reason that Voldemort is dead."
Ginny grabbed Harry in such a fierce hug and began kissing him passionately not giving a damn about the people watching them.
"Get a room," said Ron disgusted not that anyone was paying attention.
Hermione's eyes were misted over, "That's so romantic." Then she turned to Ron, "How come you're never that romantic?"
Ron looked like a deer caught in headlights and swallowed nervously, "I used to be."
"Yeah, when we first married," said Hermione, "I think the romance is fading Ron."
Ron's eyes shot wide, "Oh bloody hell no, it is not." He then boldly scooped Hermione up and left the restaurant carrying her bridal style.
Harry and Ginny didn't really notice when they left but made their way back to their room anyway.
Harry was awoken the next morning by a ringing phone.
"Bloody hell," he complained as he reached to answer it without waking his wife.
"Mr. Potter, this is the front desk. We just wanted to remind you that check-out is in half an hour and flight is scheduled to leave in an hours. Thank you for staying with and we hope to see you again." The phone then hung.
"Bloody hell," Harry repeated though this time it was loud enough to wake Ginny.
"Huh? Wha? Oh Harry, go back to sleep for twenty more minutes and we can go again," said Ginny as she nuzzled in closer to him breathing in his scent deeply. She'd come to love that scent the last few days more than she thought possible.
"Ginny love, the plane leaves in an hour," said Harry, "We've got to get ready."
Ginny shot up straight at that, "Shit."
Harry and Ginny then began running around packing their things away in their luggage. Being that they were now married they didn't really care which suitcase had what packed in it.
There was a knock at the door, "Hey you two, Hermione will meet you by the limo out front." It was Ron.
"Okay, we'll meet you there," shouted Harry in return as he rushed toward the bathroom.
Ginny was in the shower.
"Ron and Hermione are going to meet us downstairs," said Harry as he relieved himself.
"Don't you dare flush that while I'm in here. I don't want to get scolded," said Ginny.
"Ginny, it's a giant hotel, you're not going to get scolded if I flush the toilet," said Harry as he flushed it and nothing happened, "See, nothing."
"You'd better not do that once we get our own home though or I'll kill you," she said as she washed her hair.
"Honestly Ginny," said Harry, "We can get a nice enough home that that isn't going to be a problem."
"Harry, do you have any idea how much that would cost?" she asked as she finally stepped out of the shower.
"Ginny, we're rich remember?" asked Harry.
Ginny blushed for a moment, "Oh yeah, sorry. It's just going to take a while to get used to that."
Harry smiled at her naked form that was a bit red with blush. "You don't have to be sorry." He then went up close to her and kissed her getting slightly aroused.
"Save it until we're on the airplane," said Ginny kissing him again and giving him extra incentive to hurry up and get ready.
Harry, Ginny, Ron and Hermione all made it to the airplane but just barely on time.
"I love first class," said Ron as he sipped his Mimosa.
"Well, I need to use the bathroom," said Ginny as soon as the seat belt light went off.
"I need to go as well," said Harry as he followed Ginny to the toilet.
"Lucky bastard," said Ron as he watch his best friend and sister enter the same toilet.
"What are you on about now Ron?" asked Hermione.
"Mile high club," said Ron nodding towards the bathroom.
"I've completely forgotten about that," said Hermione, "Oh look, the other one is open."
Ron didn't need to be told twice before he was following his wife happily.
The flight attendants found it a bit odd that four first class seats were empty when there were only two first class toilets but then they didn't much care after they heard the moaning coming from each one. In fact they all had a good laugh about it.
Once they landed they were suddenly faced with the ultimate problem. Ginny's family.
"It'll be okay, your parents love me and now I really am one of their sons," said Harry reassuringly as they approached the Burrow. The group had apparated to the end of the drive to buy themselves a bit more time to prepare for this.
"I know that but still," said Ginny nervously.
"It'll be alright," said Harry giving her a kiss on the forehead, "I promise."
"Mum, dad," yelled Ron as he entered the house tired of the mushy stuff, "We're back."
"Oh good, you're all back just in time for supper," said Molly as she ushered them all inside.
The entire family was there with their wives and children. It was the ideal time to tell everyone but it was also a terrifying prospect at the same time.
"Sit down, sit down," ordered Molly, "We're just waiting on one more person."
Harry looked around the table confused. All the Weasley's were there, even Percy who rarely came to family functions anymore. "Who are we waiting on?" asked Ginny was sitting happily next to Harry.
"Now Ginny dear, you must promise not to be angry with me," said Molly as a prelude to what everyone knew would be something really bad.
"What did you do mum?" asked Ginny with wide nervous eyes.
"Well, I was in the market today and I bumped into Dean Thomas," said Molly.
"Oh no," said Ginny, "You didn't."
"We got to talking and he mentioned that he hadn't seen you for a while," continued Molly, "And I thought 'wouldn't it be nice if he came for supper to welcome you home' and he seemed really happy about it too."
"Oh mum," Ginny nearly screamed as she buried her head in under her arms.
"Well you can just uninvited him then," said Harry a bit perturbed. This caught everyone off guard. Harry never said anything like this in all the time they had known him, least of all to Mrs. Weasley.
There was a stunned silence that fell over the group, even the little ones that were only a year or two old.
Harry suddenly had all eyes on him, "Erm . . . well . . . that is . . . you see . . ." Harry finally looked to Ginny for a bit of help but she was just as stunned as the others. "Oh bollix," said Harry, "I don't want Dean to come over because he'll make Ginny feel really uncomfortable and even more awkward than the situation already is. So please Floo him now and tell him tonight is not a good night for him to come."
That seemed to shake Mrs. Weasley out of her shock enough to respond, "Harry, this isn't like you."
"Maybe not but tonight is about family and Dean is not family," said Ginny backing her husband up.
Molly sighed and tutted all the same but went to the floo anyway and called Dean up and cancelled. "Honestly Ginny, Dean is a nice man. You want to meet a nice man don't you?"
Ginny just rolled her eyes while under the table she was spinning the transfigured wedding band around her finger nervously. Harry gave her hand a light squeeze to reassure her everything would be fine.
The rest of dinner passed amiably with light discussion. They talked about work and training and the latest bit of gossip. Fleur, Bill's wife, simply raved about how little Alec was so handsome and had finally stood up on his own. Tonks, Charlie's wife, avoided Molly's questioning about having children expertly just Percy and Penelope were doting over their little girl talking about how smart she was and how fast her vocabulary was growing for a two year old. Fred and George were talking shop a bit with Arthur. Arthur retired from the ministry a few years ago and now he was happy to work with his son's in their joke shop. Mostly he just played with Muggle things and called it research but he got paid all the same.
Through all of this Ginny was too happy to just lean sideways against Harry and enjoy the chaotic peace that was her family home.
"How long before they notice you're leaning against me?" Harry asked her quietly in her ear.
"Who says they'll ever notice," said Ginny in response.
"We really should tell them," said Harry.
"Together," said Ginny. It was actually more of a question.
"First I would like to talk to your dad a moment in private if you don't mind?" asked Harry.
"Still the traditional sap huh?" asked Ginny.
"Obviously not," said Harry acting appalled.
"Whatever," said Ginny with a giggle, "Just go."
Harry nodded and then stood up and walked around the table, "Mr. Weasley, could I talk to you in private for a few minutes?"
Arthur seemed surprised but nodded and followed Harry outside the house and bit away from it to ensure that no one was listening in.
"What can I do for you my boy?"
"I wanted to ask you something actually," said Harry.
"Well, go ahead then," said Arthur.
"If I were to date Ginny, would you have a problem with it?"
Arthur smiled grandly, "Of course not my boy, of course not. Molly and I have been praying for this for years."
"And if I were to ask you if I could marry your daughter?" asked Harry with a small grin.
"You little scallywag you," said Arthur grinning, "You've been dating Ginny in secret haven't you? Oh my, this is wonderful news. Of course it would be alright my boy, oh wait until Molly hears this."
Harry laughed a bit with Mr. Weasley. He was glad that Mr. Weasley was so accepting of this, it certainly made things easier. "Sir, Ginny and I haven't been dating in secret but we have been in love for a long time now. And on our trip to Vegas, we both got rather drunk. Well, to make a long story short we got married."
Mr. Weasley's grin disappeared and was replaced by a look of confusion and then anger, "Of all the stupid idiotic things you've ever done my boy, this is by far the most . . . the biggest . . . by far the . . ."
Harry was suddenly growing very fearful. He'd never seen Mr. Weasley look angry before especially when he was so happy only moments ago.
"Do you have any idea how upset Molly is going to be to have missed that? You know who's going to hear about this for months don't you? Me, that's who. She'll be crying and angry and I'll catch the brunt of it you great fool," said Arthur.
"So wait, are you angry at me for marrying your daughter or for not inviting all of you?"
Arthur smiled a bit, "Harry, I am very happy for the both of you. I've known how much you've loved each other for a long time now but I never interfered. I just pissed about the corner you've put me into with my wife."
Harry actually smiled and chuckled, "She is a bit scary sometimes."
"You think Molly is scary just wait until you've really made Ginny mad just once," said Arthur with an equal chuckle that actually made Harry pale considerably. "Well, my boy, at the very least, you'd better let Molly throw a gigantic reception for the both of you."
"Of course," said Harry with a smile, "Ginny and I talked about having a giant party for all of our friends anyway."
Meanwhile inside poor Ron was cornered.
"Wonder what that was about?" said Fred.
"Yeah, it was a bit strange of Harry to ask to speak with dad," said George.
"Say Ron, you wouldn't know anything about that?" asked Fred.
"Ron knows nothing," said Hermione forcefully.
"So he does know something," said George excitedly.
"What has Harry done?" asked Fred.
"Did he lose all his money in Vegas and come to dad for a loan?" asked George.
"Did he kill some one and is now asking dad to hide him?" asked Fred.
"Did he marry someone while he got extremely drunk?" asked George. Ron's eyes widened at that one and Hermione chimed in "Of course he didn't."
"He did," said Fred and George together excitedly.
"Who did he marry, a striper?" asked Fred.
"A divorcee with seven children?" asked George.
"Hermione?" asked Fred.
"Hermione?" asked George looking at Fred.
"It's America, you know yanks are crazy. It could have happened," said Fred with a shrug.
"Fair enough," said George looking back at Ron who had managed to vanish along with Hermione.
"Damn, and we were so close," said Fred.
"Don't worry, there's Ginny we can just ask her," said George. Fred and George then stalked over on there tip toes like two little kids.
Ginny knew that trouble was brewing the instant Fred and George sat on either side of her.
"So Gin-Gin," said Fred, "Heard a bit of interesting news we did."
"Oh, and what's that?" asked Ginny suspicious. If they ambushed Ron and Hermione then it was quite possible they knew everything and were just hoping to torture her a bit.
"Just that Harry might have done a bit of drinking on his little trip. You wouldn't know anything about that now would you?" asked George.
"That's nice," said Ginny as she now knew they were fishing for information and didn't know anything solid.
"So, how was the wedding?" asked Fred knowing that she saw through them, at least part way.
"I don't know what you're talking about," said Ginny simply. It was the truth too, she couldn't remember the wedding at all.
"Really now," said George smelling fresh blood like a wolf, "That's too bad. We were hoping to get some pictures of the event for the daily prophet."
"You will do no such thing," Ginny nearly shouted at the pair on her feet now, "You stay out of this or so help me Harry and I will never invest another Knut in your joke shop. In fact, we may just sell it to Zonko's." Ginny wasn't really thinking as she said the first thing that came to mind. It wasn't until all eyes were locked on her that she realized what she said.
"You and Harry," said Fred.
"You and Harry," said George echoing his twin.
"You . . . and him," said Fred and George together pointing towards the door where Harry had just entered with her smiling father.
"What'd I miss?" asked Harry confused.
Ginny quickly rushed to his side, "Hurry and tell them before Fred and George do," she whispered to him.
"Well, Ginny and I have something we'd like to say," said Harry not that he really needed to as he had the entire rooms attention already.
"Harry and I we sort of . . ."
"Well, not sort of," said Harry with a grin, "We did."
"We're married," said Ginny with a smile though she was slightly worried about the room's reaction. The room was frozen for the second time that evening.
It was Arthur who broke the silence. He gave Ginny a hug and a kiss on the cheek, "Congratulations pumpkin."
"Thank you daddy," said Ginny with a smile that her father was happy about it.
"I'm sorry," said Bill, "I must have heard that wrong. Did you just say that you're married?"
"Yeah," said Harry with a smile, "Surprise."
Bill and Charlie each exchanged a look that clearly told Harry he was a dead man. That was until Fleur and Tonks each gave their respective husbands a slap to the head.
"William," said Fleur, "You'd better congratulate your sister and Harry or so help me you will never get to have me again. And so help me if I so much as see a scratch on him I will cut it off."
Bill paled at his wife's threat, "Congrats you two, sorry we missed the wedding."
"Charlie, you'll do the same unless you want to go to bed with me looking like your mother every night for the rest of your life," said Tonks.
That one caused the entire table to shiver.
"Yeah, what Bill said," said Charlie.
"So irresponsible," said Penelope.
"I know," said Percy, "You'd think they would have thought a bit more about the family first."
That one earned Percy a very nasty look from all of his brothers.
"This from the one that didn't even invite any family to his wedding because he didn't agree with them," said Ginny hotly, "You've got no room to speak."
Harry though was looking to the real leader of the Weasley family, Molly. "Well, Mrs. Weasley?"
"Don't you call me that," she said nearly in a rage, "You'll call me mum or I'll send you to de-gnome the garden. Now, we must simply have a large and extravagant party to celebrate this. Maybe we can get Dumbledore to say a few words for you." And just like that Molly was on a roll planning a big to do for Harry and Ginny and she truly seemed happy about it.