A Second Chance

by Breanie

Part 2 Kismet Trilogy: What if Sirius didn't spend twelve years in prison but was given a trial after 4 years? Follow the story of Sirius Black as he learns what it means to be a father/brother/guardian & the story of Harry Potter, a young boy with a loving home who learns about the Marauders from the two men who should have raised him. Slow-burn Hinny. M for sex & violence.

326. The One With the H Charm

Author's Note:

I have a very busy week ahead of me and won't have time to post this weekend, so in lieu of waiting a week, I am instead posting early! Hope you enjoy the chapter!

As to I mentioned on Tumblr, I had a lot that I wanted to happen on Valentine's Day or the Valentine's Day weekend, so due to the many POVs, it is split into two chapters. Here is part one. Hope you enjoy it as much as I do!

Also, as you can clearly tell — we are no longer following real time chronologically lol.

Reviews and Comments: To Guest: You think Valentine's Day means Harry and Ginny will finally have sex? We shall see. Thanks for the review! To Katie2001: Thank you very much! I know it feels like I spoiled you with the double posting last week, but really, the first chapter was just a few days late LOL. To Nuno Neves: Thank you! Yes, I think the students will enjoy the winter festival surprise. No, Harry and Ginny definitely can't keep their hands off of each other, nor do they want to. Neville and Hannah do understand each other very well and I felt like if anyone was to have a promise ring, it would be those two cuties. I love Theo being dramatic and funny and he and Bas are very much looking forward to spending time together. Percy and Audrey are very naughty and thanks for liking them! It's fun to show a different side of Percy. Harry is always cute, but yes, even when he blushes. I love showing his father/son bond with Remus! Thank you very much! To Slaidback: Thank you!

To AnonymousHufflepuffWriter: Thank you! To the Mandalorian terminator: Thank you! I like to think the teachers would want to do something to help the students take their minds off of the horrible events from the last Hogsmeade trip. Percy and Audrey are excited to be moving in together. Hannah does understand flower language because of how much time she spends with Neville. Theo and Sebastian definitely got a little naughty. Theo is very excited to see his boyfriend in person again. Thank you! To scrappy8: Thank you! I'm glad you think Theo is so nervous that's cute. To wolfjinx15475: LOL, officially dead, eh? Yes, the mirrors and Berlin make sense now. I will take "damn" as a compliment! Yes, I think next weekend can't come soon enough for Theo too! Thank you very much! To Derpdude32: Thank you! To Brianna: Ha, I love keeping you on your toes! Thank you! It's true, when Theo and Bas do have sex, it's going to be very hot. Thank you for saying it's "the best fanfic you've ever read." Thank you!

To EnigmaticEmperor: Thank you! Theobas is amazing, I agree. Theo is just getting cold feet because the mirrors were so hot! Neville is finally presenting his thesis, he's excited! Harry definitely wants to go horseback riding and just relax with his girlfriend. You think their first time will be on Valentine's Day? We'll have to see. McGonagall definitely loves the idea of the winter festival! Thank you! To CherrySara: Thank you! I know how much you look forward to Theo and Sebastian scenes! No, Theo doesn't want to think about Ernie and he doesn't consider him as part of that conversation, but it will come up. Bas definitely has a naughty side! Sorry, no Theobas in this chapter, but we'll see them again in chapter 327. Thank you! To ascfan: Thank you! Hinny definitely deserve some relaxing time! Teddy is still a while away (2 more months). Thank you! To akshutalankar: Yes, definitely NSFW lol. Thank you! To pix25: Thank you! To darkhk: I don't think that really was a cliffhanger lol, but you're welcome!

To puttyman24: Thank you! I think the winter wonderland sounds fun as well! To ellyann13: Thank you! Yes, they want all hands on deck so the married men have volunteered their spouses. I'm sure some seventh years would be willing to help, but the teachers are on a tight schedule and have it all planned. Quidditch every time for Hinny for sure! Yes, I think Bas does rather like the mirror lol. If Neville fails his PLANTS, he can write them again just like any other examination. The flat isn't a dump, but in comparison to the flat Audrey has, it is lol. Valentine's Day should be fun! It's like you don't trust me! Thanks for the second review and yes, the promise ring is very fancy. You don't want Harry to lose his virginity? Well, he's going to. Thank you! To AQuickRead91: Thank you! To Fanfis01: Thank you! I love that you get attached to my characters!

To shuweet: Thank you! To Mackie919: Thank you! They are all so adorable! To ravenclaw_rockchick: Voyeurism can be very hot and Sebastian proved it! Yes, Bas will find out about Ernie, but right now Theo isn't ready to talk about it. Will Bas and Theo get a happily ever after? Absolutely, as long as they both survive. Neville and Hannah are very cute! Thank you! To Joyce Foesenek: Thank you! Theo and Bas are definitely looking forward to their next date! To katelyn453: Thank you! Yes, Bas and Theo are going to be using the mirrors for naughty things when Bas travels. Yup, Tonks is approaching the eight month mark of her pregnancy, she is close! Thank you! To BadWolfKris: Thank you! To marauders_mowopapr: Thank you! You think Valentine's Day will include smut as well as a proposal? We shall see. Theo is nervous and as to him hiding some of the truth, well, Bas will understand when he finds out why. Thank you!

To AnaGPotter: Thanks for liking Rossi! We will see more of him and his work with Voldemort for sure. Bas and Tonks are definitely going to miss working together. It's true, these couples need to take a cold shower, but boy do they not want to! Thank you! To PurpleLotus: Thank you! To Mizfitz22: Thanks for wanting to give more Kudos! Thanks for loving my Theobas! They needed to have that big conversation I think. Thank you! To Bellmel: Yup, Lavender expected them to have big plans and for sure Harry didn't even remember it was Valentine's Day lol. Bas definitely always has the hottest things to say! He loves Theo's arse! Thank you for loving him so much and his short little lines and statements that are unashamedly honest. It's part of his charm and he wants Theo to know exactly how attracted he is to him. Neville is definitely adorable! Thank you!

To Zarathos Morgenstern: I am glad to hear it! Thank you very much! To Lance Kumazuki: Thank you very much! I am pleased you think it was worth the read to catch up and that I'e made you "laugh with the good, cry with the bad, been shocked and awed." High compliments! Thank you! To Cath: Thank you! Theobas was very sexy and I love writing Percy and Audrey as just being naughty. They are fun to write! Thank you! To CorbanD17: Thank you! You think because of all of the fluff, something bad is going to happen on Valentine's Day? You'll have to wait and see. It's funny how no one has any faith in me lol.

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CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-SIX:

The One With the H Charm

Valentine's Day weekend was all anyone could talk about. It fell on an actual Saturday this year and it seemed that everyone was making plans for the romantic day. With the attack on Hogsmeade still fresh in people's minds, everyone was feeling antsy about not being able to head out into the village. The professors had all banded together and had gone out of their way to turn part of the courtyard and the Great Hall into a fancy little restaurant to allow couples to have "dates" with a little romantic dinner and included winter activities outdoors so that students could have fun. Remus had announced the plan just before dinner that evening, informing the students it would be from ten to six both Saturday and Sunday.

Everyone was excited about it.

"I think it's sweet," Hermione said when Ron complained that it seemed a little lame.

"Well sure," Ron admitted. "But it's still in the school. It's not like we'd get some solid alone time like in a restaurant."

Hermione raised an eyebrow. "Because a restaurant isn't public or anything."

Ron rolled his eyes. "You know what I mean!"

"No, Ron, I don't. Enlighten me."

Harry exchanged a look with Ginny and she grinned as their friends continued to bicker.

"I don't know," Ginny said, thinking about the announcement Lupin had made to the school just before dinner. "I think that it sounds kind of romantic. Professor Birmingham said that there's going to be a charm on the courtyard like the Yule Ball had so that we can sit in a winter wonderland without freezing our arses off."

"It does sound nice," Harry agreed. "I already told Demelza that Quidditch practice is cancelled tomorrow so that she can enjoy a Valentine's Day date."

Ginny's lips curved. "Softie."

"Hey, you're the one who wants to have a romantic day in a winter courtyard."

Ginny shrugged. "It's just a thought. There's going to be ice skating on the Black lake and sledding, so that everyone can enjoy it, not just those of us looking to have a romantic day. They're making it look so nice, we can at least enjoy it. "

Harry figured that she was right and he did want to enjoy a winter wonderland with his girlfriend.

Just not at Hogwarts.

"The sledding will be kind of wicked," Ron said. "If Hagrid was in charge of making the hills, it will be great."

Hermione scoffed. "Dangerous, you mean."

Ron put his arm over her shoulder. "I'll hold you close."

She blushed and he kissed her nose.

Colin came over to stand behind them, waving a thick envelope in his hand. "I have something that will make everyone smile!"

Ginny chewed her bottom lip. "I thought you said March."

Colin shrugged. "Well, Edie and I agreed that Valentine's Day seemed like the better choice." He slipped onto the bench next to Ginny, opening the envelope as he did and pulling out a crisp calendar. "Most Fit Witches of Hogwarts, '98."

Harry snagged the calendar out of Colin's hands before glancing over at Ginny with wide eyes. "You posed and didn't tell me?"

Ginny shrugged. "You knew that I was going to do it."

"Yeah," he admitted. "But I wanted to watch your photo shoot."

Colin grinned. "She was brilliant."

"Who made the list?" Ron asked as Harry opened the calendar.

Harry opened up the first page to see Ginny's room mate, KJ Alcott was Miss January, posing in a duelling stance, her wand in her hand and wearing a low cut black one-piece bathing suit.

Miss February was Luna in a skimpy purple bikini as she lounged on a blanket under a snow covered tree.

Miss March was Mandy in a blue bikini coming out of the pool.

Miss April was Hannah in a rose pink bikini and a matching bathing suit wrap tied around her waist while she placed beautiful fairy cakes in bright colours onto a plate.

Miss May was Romilda Vane in a blood red bikini lying on her stomach on the floor of the dormitory, fashion magazines spread around her.

Miss June was Tracey Davis and she was wearing Slytherin green while she stretched out in her bikini on her stomach in front of the fireplace of the Slytherin common room.

Miss July was Natalie Monroe in a dark green one-piece with no back as she lounged on a towel by the Black Lake.

Miss August was Ginny. She was wearing a blue and teal bikini as she straddled her broomstick, a Quaffle in her hand as she flew above the pitch.

Miss September was Hermione in a dark blue bikini, her uniform blouse untied and open as she leaned over a table in the library, books strewn around her.

Miss October was Su Li, dressed in a red and black striped bikini as she posed dramatically against a wall of the castle.

Miss November was Edith Carlyle posing in a purple bikini while reading the Hogwarts Herald.

Miss December was Daphne Greengrass posing in a black strapless bikini as she lounged on a huge feather bed, lingerie strewn around her.

"Bloody hell," Ron said, flipping the calendar back to September. "Mione, you did this!"

Hermione's cheeks heated. "Ginny is very persuasive."

"Oh, it's all in good fun, Hermione," Ginny said, waving her friend off. "We're donating all of the money to the children's hospital again and we ran it past McGonagall first."

"And she agreed to you lot walking around, starkers?" Ron demanded.

Ginny rolled her eyes. "None of us are starkers, Ron."

"Hermione's hanging over the table with her arse in the air like she's waiting for someone to… I mean… well, you're hanging off a broomstick like it's a… a…"

"A what, Ron?" Ginny demanded. "Cat got your tongue?"

Ron's cheeks flushed. "It's inappropriate! What do you think Mum is going to say when she sees this?"

"I imagine the same thing she said when saw yours," Ginny countered. "You lot were in your underwear or tight trousers and we decided to wear swimsuits. Deal with it. It's for a good cause."

"And where's your fancy article then, eh?"

"Here," Colin said, clearing his throat. "These were the finalists voted in for the Most Fit Witches of Hogwarts. Edie wrote the article because we felt Ginny wouldn't give herself enough credit."

Ginny rolled her eyes. "Writing an article about yourself is weird. I'm sure Edie did a great job."

"Can we see the article, Colin?" Harry asked.

Colin pulled out the early edition of tomorrow's Hogwarts Herald and passed it over to him. "It will be published tomorrow when we start selling the calendars."

Harry nodded and began to read the article aloud:

MOST FIT WITCHES OF HOGWARTS — TOO FIT NOT TO FANCY!

In lieu of the success of our Most Fancied Wizards of Hogwarts calendar, we asked for your help in voting in the top witches. You gave us fifteen of the most beautiful and fit witches in the school.

We can't in good conscience write this list without including the three witches voted in, but who did not make the top twelve! Our top three Honourable Mentions go to Chloe Cunningham with her long blonde hair and big hazel eyes who makes everyone she meets smile. "Cute Chloe" ran in at Number Fifteen. Number Fourteen fell to the adorable Maisie Wendall with her short curly brown hair and bright red glasses, everyone knows "To Be Crazy About Maisie!" Number Thirteen fell to Susan Bones, the witch with the ginger hair who loves to gossip! Her beautiful smile is one of a kind which is why "Ginger Susie" fell to an honourable mention!

Now, let's move onto the Top Twelve Most Fit Witches of Hogwarts!

Number Twelve is Edith Carlyle, our "Eager Editor." Edie is adorable from her bright smile to her cheery disposition. It's no wonder that she's one of Hufflepuff's most fit witches! She's the eager sixth year witch you want in your corner when you want to make a point. She's strong and dedicated and can whip the school paper into shape at the drop of a hat. This gorgeous witch has looks to make anyone turn heads!

Number Eleven is Tracey Davis otherwise known as "Teasing Tracey." This Slytherin seventh year has the looks, the smile, and the cunning to make you come begging back for more. She's known to be a flirt and yet always keeps to herself. It's going to take more than charm and wit to learn if teasing Tracey is as easy as you think!

Number Ten is the "Duelling Devil" KJ Alcott. You think she's gorgeous with those long legs and winning smile? Wait until you see what this sixth year Gryffindor can do with a wand! I wouldn't want to be on the other side of one of her spells so watch out because KJ doesn't deal with fools!

Number Nine goes to Romilda Vane otherwise known as "Vain Romy." She's a Gryffindor sixth year determined to get what she wants and is willing to make mistakes to get there. Her dark curls and big smile will draw in every wizard and don't even get us started on her great arse. She's gorgeous and she knows it and that, gentlemen, is a point in her favour!

Number Eight goes to Luna Lovegood our "Daydreaming Beauty." This Ravenclaw sixth year can beat you at any quick trivia game. She may look like she's in another world or lost in her own mind, but Luna is a beauty who knows more than she says. Her love of magical creatures is well known and her desire to prove fiction to be fact is part of her charm. You'll usually find her long blonde hair covered in flowers as she contemplates the world — watch this beauty carefully, for she's full of surprises you'll never see coming!

Number Seven is the "Swimming Siren" or Mandy Brocklehurst. This Ravenclaw seventh year is full of bright smiles and intelligent conversation until you get her in a pool. She swims like a mermaid and has a smile like a Siren. This gorgeous beauty may be busty and bodacious, but she's the nicest witch you'll ever meet!

Number Six is Hannah Abbott or "The Heavenly Baker." Hannah may look like a sweet angel with her long blonde wavy hair and soft curves, but until you've tasted what this seventh year Hufflepuff's baking, you don't even know the half of it. Cakes made of joy, pies full of happiness, and tarts made from the gods. If you want something sweet, give the Heavenly Baker a shout!

Number Five is Hermione Granger or "The Book Worm." Not only is Granger the smartest witch in her year, but she holds top grades over every student in the school. This Gryffindor seventh year always has a book in her hand and always has the right answer. It's hard not to stare at her beautiful brown curls and her curvy body. If you're looking for a study partner, look no further than the Head Girl!

Number Four goes to Su Li who is "Naughty Not Nice." Her black hair shines like ebony and her lean body shows everyone how much she loves to dance. This seventh year Ravenclaw loves to have a good time. She's blunt and will tell you the truth no matter how much it hurts, and she's not afraid to show the wizards just how naughty and not nice she can be.

Number Three belongs to Natalie Monroe otherwise known as "Nattering Natalie." We know her as a big flirt, but we also know that she's unflaggingly kind. Her dark hair and her wide smile, that perfectly shaped arse and great figure makes her one of Gryffindor's most fit seventh year witches. Natalie deserves to be ranked in our top five!

Number Two belongs to the "Fiery Flyer" otherwise known as Ginny Weasley. She's beautiful, smart, feisty, and a real threat on a broomstick. Some say this Gryffindor sixth year's arse is shaped like a perfect upside down heart and her freckles make her stand out in a crowd, but everyone knows that it's that gorgeous hair the colour of a flame that makes her stand out. No one is more fit than the Fiery Flyer!

Number One needs no introduction. "Delectable Daphne" is one of the most beautiful witches this school has ever seen grace our halls. Despite her decision to not return after the holiday, we're still placing her in the number one! spot From that beautiful golden hair, to her tall frame, this Slytherin seventh year has the build of a supermodel and the big eyes and pouty lips to get her anything she wants. Daphne Greengrass deserves first place and can be found in our calendar as the gorgeous Miss December.

Please purchase our calendar where proceeds will go to the children's hospital. For more details, contact the Hogwarts Herald.

Harry shook his head. "Well, at least they got the description of your arse right. I did tell Colin to make sure whoever wrote the article took a direct quote from me."

Ginny elbowed him. "Git."

"Well, come on. I wanted to go into more detail about how perfect your tits are, but I don't want blokes pawing at you to try to get a closer look."

Ginny rolled her eyes. "I can handle myself."

"Absolutely," Harry said. "But I'm not in the mood to stomp on the pieces you leave behind."

Ginny's lips curved before she pecked him on the lips. "I adore you, Harry Potter."

Ron was staring at Hermione, a strange look on his face. "When did you model for this?"

"A few weeks ago," Hermione admitted. "Ginny convinced me to do it a few days before the Hogsmeade trip. You're not still going on about it, are you?"

"I just don't know how you did it without telling me," Ron said.

"And Daphne?" Harry asked, looking at his girlfriend.

"Theo," Ginny said. "He went to see her the other day after the Wizengamot meeting. He said that he owed money to Draco and Blaise over something."

Harry snorted. "A lot of money." At Ginny's look, he smiled. "He actually bet against them on whether or not he would date Sebastian Kane."

Ginny rolled her eyes. "He's a lovable idiot."

"And you just bent over the table like that, in your bathing suit?" Ron demanded.

Hermione huffed in annoyance. "Look, Ron! It wasn't my idea and you know what, it was for a good cause! You did the same thing! Wiggling your arse like it needed to be on display!"

"It did!" Ron bellowed.

"And what, I can't be on display, is that it?"

Ron grabbed her arm and turned her towards him. "If you're going to be bending over things, I want to be behind you."

"Ew!" Ginny exclaimed, covering her eyes. "There's a time and a place, Ron!"

"No, Ron," Seamus said from across the table. "Please, go on. I'd love to hear more about how you bend the Head Girl over things!"

Ginny snuck a look at Seamus through her fingers. "Seamus, you might want to rethink that."

"Why?" Seamus asked. "Sounds like a conversation I definitely want to be part of."

Ginny cleared her throat, her eyes twinkling. "Well, I know something that's going to be published in tomorrow's paper that might make you change your mind."

Seamus raised an eyebrow. "And what's that, love?"

Ginny took the paper from Harry's hands and shoved it into Ron's. Ron looked down at where she was pointing and the tops of his ears turned bright red.

"FINNIGAN!"

"What?" Seamus asked.

"YOU… YOU… YOU PUT ME IN BLOODY FOURTH? FOURTH?"

"What are you talking about?" Seamus asked, but his cheeks were turning pink.

"I know it was you," Ginny said. "You wrote the article on the best arses."

"Did not."

"Did, too," Ginny shot back. "I heard you bragging about it to Dean, about how putting Ron in fourth place was your idea."

Ron leapt across the table, knocking pudding over as he threw himself across it in an attempt to reach Seamus. "Are you fucking kidding me? FOURTH! BLOODY FOURTH! I thought we were mates!"

Harry grabbed Ron and with Colin's help, they dragged him off of the table and away from Seamus.

"Calm down, mate!"

"It was only a stupid article," Colin said.

Ron's face heated as Seamus hid behind Dean. "I thought that we were friends, Finnigan! I've seen you ogling my arse over the years! You're the one who even noticed that I have a Merlin freckle pattern! You said it was delectable! Bite-able, even! How dare you!"

He made to jump at him again and Harry pulled him back.

"Dean, save me! Ron's eyes are crazy!" Seamus said, ducking his head behind his boyfriend.

"I love you, Seamus, but you did this to yourself," Dean said, turning back to his pudding.

Seamus simply moved into Dean's lap, his arms coming around his boyfriend's neck. "It's your job to protect me."

"Absolutely," Dean said, scooping up a spoonful of his bread and butter pudding. "But not from your own moronic mistakes."

"Let me go, Harry!" Ron demanded, shoving Harry's arms off. "I'm fine."

Since they were in the middle of the Great Hall, Harry figured that was true. He thought it was also a miracle that none of the professors had noticed yet.

Ron glowered at Seamus. "Why?"

"I thought that it would be a laugh," Seamus admitted, shrugging. "There's a lot of fit blokes in this school and I thought it would be fun to show them off."

"I demand you print a retraction!" Ron exclaimed. "I want a handwritten apology for putting Goldstein above this masterpiece!" He pointed at his arse. "Bite-able, Seamus! You've said it yourself!"

Seamus rolled his eyes. "I'm not doing that."

Ron pushed himself onto the bench next to Seamus and Dean. "Seamus, I want you to look me in the eye right now and tell me that Goldstein really has a better arse. If you value our friendship, you won't lie to me right now."

Seamus scoffed. "Ron, it was an article. For fun. Get over it."

"Not until you do this for me," Ron demanded. "Or fifty points from Gryffindor. No, make it a hundred!"

"Are you kidding me?" Seamus exclaimed. "You can't take points off because I ranked you fourth place in a best arses list!"

"Yes, I can! I'm Head Boy!"

"No, he can't," Hermione said.

"I'm doing it!" Ron bellowed.

Dean kissed his boyfriend's cheek. "You better do it, Seam."

Seamus sighed in exasperation, shaking his head. "Fine. Your arse is somehow both muscled and toned while still being the right amount of plump. It juts out in a way that makes me want to slap it when you walk by and yes, the pattern of freckles on your left butt cheek do look like an outline of Merlin himself. If I wasn't madly in love with Dean here, I would kiss your arse to prove a point. It's spectacular and should have been number one on the list."

"Above mine?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Harry, you're sexy. Everyone knows it and your arse is quite frankly, a work of art, but Ron has the more perfect arse in terms of muscle and jiggle," Seamus said. "And that is a fact."

"And Goldstein?" Ron prompted.

Seamus rolled his eyes. "Lovely, but definitely not even top five material. I only put him as number three to get a reaction out of you. Seeing you drop your pants for the entire school made the decision that much sweeter."

Ron's smug smile made Harry shake his head. "Told you my arse was magnificent." He slapped Seamus' cheeks with a big smile. "Thank you. Now print that retraction in tomorrow's paper and we'll call it even."

"Seriously?" Seamus exclaimed. "It's a bloody school paper not the fucking Daily Prophet!"

Colin passed Seamus a quill and some parchment. "If you write it now, I'll add it at the bottom of the article outing you as the author."

Seamus grumbled under his breath as Dean kept his arms around him. He took the quill and Ron gave him a smug look, wiping his hands.

"And that's how you get the job done, folks."

"You're a moron," Harry said, shaking his head.

Ron swung his arm around Harry's shoulders and noisily kissed his cheek. "But I'm right and that's what really matters."

Hermione grabbed her bag and stood up. "But a moron nevertheless."

Ron protested as he got up to follow her and Seamus turned to Harry.

"Don't worry, mate. I'd still kiss that sweet arse, if you asked me, too."

"I won't," Harry told him. "I'm perfectly fine not having the best arse."

Ginny's hand slid over his backside. "But it is the best."

Seamus grinned. "We just won't tell Ron that."

Harry shook his head as Seamus returned to his retraction. He looked over at his girlfriend. "You know, you're a troublemaker."

Ginny smiled. "My last name's Weasley, were you expecting something else?"

Harry laughed and helped himself to a second piece of treacle tart. "No, no I wasn't."

When she laughed, he couldn't help but grin back at her.

"And by the way, I want my copy of the calendar personally autographed," Harry said.

Ginny kissed his cheek. "Don't worry, it will be."

~ ASC ~

Ginny found Theo just as they were finishing up dinner that evening and slipped her arm through his. She'd noticed that he'd changed into dark form-fitting blue jeans and a dark grey silk dress shirt.

"You look very handsome. You missed all the fun at dinner. Ron discovered Seamus wrote the article and didn't take it well."

Theo's grin widened. "Oh, Salazar! I wish I could have seen that!"

"It was quite entertaining," she agreed. "What are you still doing here?

"Bas had to cancel last minute. Something about some prisoner he needed to get to," Theo said, shrugging.

Ginny frowned. "I'm sorry. I know that you were excited to have dinner with him tonight. How was seeing him earlier? You did catch him after the Wizengamot session, didn't you?"

Theo's face lit up. "Yes, and it was better than I can possibly put into words. I really missed him."

Ginny nodded, letting him lead her to the kitchens. "I never really thought about it before, him being in the MIA, and what that means."

"Me neither," Theo admitted. "Like Bas said, we have these stolen moments. With me being in school and him working and… it's just something that I'll have to get used to if I want to be with him."

Ginny frowned. "It doesn't sound like something anyone should have to get used to."

"Well, I mean being in school makes it harder. If… when I'm done, we could spend more time together and it wouldn't just be these stolen moments."

"But he still gets called away a lot at the drop of a hat," Ginny replied. "He travels around the world and gets whisked off to places like Berlin for missions and stuff."

"What? Do you think it's not worth the hassle of making a relationship with him?" Theo asked.

"No," Ginny said, when they stood in front of the portrait of the pear. "I'm not saying that at all. I guess it just got me thinking that this will be me next year. When Harry becomes an Auror. He's going to get called away for missions and work long hours and probably have to cancel plans last minute… it's a lot to deal with and I never really thought about it."

"Me neither," Theo admitted, tickling the pear so that the doors to the kitchen opened. He led her inside as he spoke. "When he asked me out, all I could think about was how excited I was. He's fun and I could talk to him for days and never run out of things to talk about. All I've really been thinking about is kissing him and touching him and spending more time with him and… he's had to drop our plans three times because of work. Berlin was the most notice he's had and that was only one day. Having a relationship with someone who has this kind of job means you have to expect disappointment. It wasn't exactly what I expected when he kissed me."

Ginny nodded. "But you like him."

"A lot," he said. "And he loves his job, chick. When he talks about it, he just lights up. He always has stories to share about adventures and cases, what he can talk about of course, as a lot of it is classified — but he loves it. It's how he met his two best friends, who he talks about all the time. They're like a second family to him."

"It's what Harry wants to do," Ginny said. "He's talked about it for a few years now and of course Zee's father has encouraged him to go into it. Now that he and Ron have both sent their applications off, I guess it seems more real."

"Do you not want him to be an Auror?" Theo asked.

"No, that's not it," Ginny told him, taking a seat at the island with Theo as house elves rushed to bring Theo a plate from dinner. "I think that he'd be an amazing Auror. He and Ron both, really. But especially Harry. He has a sharp mind and let's face it, a bit of a hero complex. He likes to figure out that kind of stuff and most of all, he just wants to make the world a better place. He wants to help people."

"And you?"

Ginny shrugged. "I want to be with him."

Theo nodded. "Bas works in the MIA which means he travels a lot. His missions are usually not more than a few weeks, but he told me that he has had one or two that were over a month. He and his unit work on a lot of consulting cases with other magical governments and he is in the field a lot, but he never does undercover stuff. Like, if something happened, someone would always know where he is and I could get a hold of him or something. Does Harry want to be in the MIA?"

"No," Ginny replied. "I mean, I don't think so. He's always just talked about the DMLE and working where Tonks is. But if the MIA offered him a chance… I don't one hundred percent know that he wouldn't not take it. I mean, I know it's not something I have to worry about right now. That will be next year and all that, but seeing you with Sebastian… it just made me wonder on it."

"It's hard," Theo admitted. "The mirrors have certainly helped over the last bit, but it's been hard, not seeing him. But it's the job and the job is part of who he is and if I want to be with him, I have to accept that. I have to accept that being with him means stolen moments."

Ginny kissed his cheek. "And it's worth it?"

Theo's eyes met hers. "I mean, I'm new at this and Bas and I, we're still figuring things out between us, but right now… what I do know about him and how I feel about him is that it's definitely worth it. He's definitely worth it."

Ginny smiled as he dug into his dinner. "Good. You deserve to be happy, Theo."

"I am," he said. "And since we're having this winter festival thing, I invited him to come here tomorrow. Professor Slughorn said it was okay. I think ice skating would be fun and we can talk."

"What about spending the night with him?" Ginny asked.

Theo's eyes met hers. "That would be part of what we can talk about."

Ginny stole a French fry from his plate. "Let me know how that goes."

"Oh, don't worry, chick," Theo said. "I will."

~ ASC ~

Harry woke up the next morning with his girlfriend wrapped around him. They'd been snogging in his bed late the night before and he'd convinced her to stay. It hadn't taken much convincing and he loved that she loved to stay in his bed. Neither of them have spoken about the fact that she stayed in his bed over half the time anymore. It was rare for them to spend more than one night apart.

He woke her with a kiss, pressing his lips to hers again and again. "Morning."

Ginny stretched under him, a soft smile on her face. "Morning."

"Happy Valentine's Day," Harry said, kissing her nose.

"Happy Valentine's Day," Ginny said.

Harry kissed her again, lingering on her mouth. "Come on. Let's get down to breakfast."

"What's the hurry?" Ginny asked when he sat up and opened the bed curtains. "It's Saturday and the winter wonderland thing doesn't even start until ten."

"We're not going to that," Harry told her. "Go on. Get back to your dorm and get dressed."

Ginny frowned. "Why aren't we attending?"

"Because sometimes I want to surprise you."

"What are we doing?" Ginny asked.

Harry pinched her hip. "If you don't hurry up and get dressed and meet me for breakfast you'll never find out."

Ginny grumbled as she climbed out of bed. "What should I wear?"

"Clothes," he teased. "I'd prefer you naked, but it's a tad cold, I suppose."

Ginny looked at him suspiciously before she grabbed his jumper to pull it on. He watched her saunter out of his dorm, a grin on his face. He was whistling when he stepped into the shower. He scrubbed his hair, taking his time under the hot spray. He bit his lip to keep from grunting aloud when he finished giving himself a good wank and then whistled as he finished up. He put on the blue jeans that Theo had claimed made his arse look great before tugging on a navy tee shirt and a thick dark green turtleneck jumper. He added a bit of aftershave and cleaned his glasses before he made it down to breakfast.

He noticed Ginny wasn't there yet, but he helped himself to bacon and eggs as Dean and Seamus talked about their plans to enjoy skating on the Black Lake before having dinner together in the outside wonderland.

"Will the lake be frozen enough for skating?" Harry asked. "I thought there was always a worry about the giant squid breaking through the ice?"

Seamus shrugged. "Apparently Flitwick sectioned off a portion of it. It's charmed to be unbreakable and will be open for us to have some fun today. We have to sign up though before going out just in case."

"Better safe than sorry," Harry agreed.

"Are you and Ginny going to be out there as well?" Dean asked.

Harry shook his head. "No. We're going to do something else."

When he didn't elaborate, Seamus wiggled his eyebrows. "Dean and I want the dorm for the afternoon. I plan on fucking his brains out at least twice before dinner."

"Seamus!" Dean hissed.

"What?" Seamus replied. "You love it when I bury my cock in your arse."

"Doesn't mean you need to tell people about it," Dean muttered.

"The dorm will be yours," Harry promised, hoping not to hear any more of that conversation.

He looked up when Ginny sat down next to him. Her hair was down, tumbling over her shoulders in soft waves. She was wearing blue jeans as well and he took a moment to admire the way they hugged her arse before taking in the dark grey v-neck jumper she wore. He noticed that she was wearing the g-necklace he bought her and it made him smile. He kissed her cheek and held out a piece of bacon.

The article, followed by the calendars, caused the breakfast crowd to be a bit rowdy. Ron held up the article along with Seamus' retraction and loudly yelled, "Take that, Goldstein!"

Anthony only shook his head and turned back to his breakfast.

When they finished breakfast, Harry took her hand and led her back up to Gryffindor Tower. When they reached the common room, he kissed their joined hands.

"Go get your coat. We're going to be outside so dress accordingly."

"Where are we going?" Ginny demanded.

Harry only smiled. "Dress warm."

Ginny scowled before she marched upstairs to her dorm. He went up to his own dorm to grab his coat, shoving a toque onto his head and putting on gloves and boots. Ginny was already waiting for him. She was wearing a white puffy winter jacket with a white and purple striped toque that had a pom on the top. Her gloves were purple and her black winter boots had thick faux fur lined on the top over her jeans.

"Can you tell me where we're going now?" she whined.

Harry kissed her nose. "To see Ebony and Cloud Dancing."

Ginny's face lit up. "Really?"

Harry held Ginny's hand in his as they headed out to the bridge leading out of Hogwarts and Apparated to Somerset. They headed up the walk to Clevedon Court. The fresh snow had fallen over the house, giving it a magical feeling that Harry couldn't explain.

"So, how did you plan this?" she asked, her gloved hand squeezing his. "Everyone has been talking about skating on the Black Lake and having dinner in this charmed special courtyard and drinking hot cocoa."

"I asked Remus about it and he said yes," Harry told her. At her look, he grinned. "I thought it would be fun to go for a horseback ride in the snow. Our own little winter wonderland. We can still make it back to the castle to enjoy some ice skating later on and we're definitely going sledding tomorrow."

Ginny stood on her toes to kiss him. "Sometimes you really do manage to surprise me."

"Is that a good thing?"

Ginny smiled. "Definitely a good thing."

Dobby greeted them when they went inside. He told them that Fee and Monty's portraits were empty so they made their way to the back of the house and out into the garden. The snow was only about eight centimetres thick and rather light and fluffy as they trudged a path to the stables. The warmth of the stables rushed over them as Ebony and Cloud Dancing both neighed at the sight of them.

"Dobby's been taking very good care of the horses, Mas-Harry Potter, Sir!" Dobby exclaimed from behind them, a floppy wool toque on his head. "Cloud Dancing likes it when Dobby brings him apples."

Harry grinned, patting the horse on the nose. "Yeah, he loves apples. Don't you?"

When Harry tugged a red one from his pocket, Cloud Dancing immediately took it, nuzzling his nose into Harry. Ginny hurried over to greet Ebony, who positively preened when she began to brush her. Harry watched her soothe the horse, whispering something to her that made the horse only seem more attached to her.

Dobby told Harry that he would have their lunch all set up like he asked for whenever they decided to come in. Harry thanked him and Dobby hurried back up to the house as Ginny turned to raise an eyebrow at him.

"A lunch? Just what do you have planned, Mr Potter?"

"I plan on making sure my Weasley is well fed."

"Smart man," Ginny said, grabbing a saddle to put onto Ebony.

It took them ten minutes to saddle up both horses, taking their time to brush them and soothe them before they led them from the stables into the lightly falling snow. Harry gave Ginny a boost before he hopped up onto Cloud Dancing and they trotted out onto the property.

It was oddly freeing to just take a moment to come out and take a horseback ride. With everything that had been happening, with Voldemort seemingly taking bigger strides to gain power, with the uncertainty of what lied ahead… this was what he needed. It was what he had told Remus when his father had asked him why he didn't want to stay and enjoy the winter wonderland. He knew that he would have fun, ice skating with his friends, but he just wanted some peace and quiet. He just wanted some alone time with Ginny, to smile and laugh and have a good time.

They went for a slow trot around the pitch, down through the gardens and around to the front of the manor, taking in the vastness of the property. Ginny made a comment on the house looking bigger from the outside then it was inside and Harry nodded.

"It's all of that wasted space used for storage. I started to go through some of it over the summer, but we'll have to turn it into something."

Ginny's lips curved. "Sometimes I can't believe that we're talking about living together one day."

"Does it scare you?"

Ginny's blazing gaze met his for a long moment before she spoke. "No. I can't imagine a future without you in it, Harry. I don't want to. But sometimes it just feels… unreal."

"How?" he asked, keeping his eyes on hers. "Am I too pushy with the house and… I know we're young, Gin."

"No," she said again. "It's not that. We are young, but we've both been through a lot and we were both forced to grow up a lot faster than we should have. I like the idea of knowing that in the end, we'll get to start building our lives here. Together."

"Together," Harry repeated.

"I needed this, Harry," Ginny said, tilting her head back to look up at the slowly falling snow. "The tryout is in two weeks and if I stayed at Hogwarts, I would have dragged you out to practice more."

"I know," he said, his lips curving. "And we will do some more drills this week and next, but you've got this, Gin. I have complete confidence in your ability to kick some arse on that pitch."

Her long red hair blew around her face from under the toque and she hastily adjusted it as she turned to him. "The fact that you believe in me so much really means a lot."

"Hey," he said, shrugging. "I'm just excited to be dating the newest rising Quidditch prodigy."

Ginny's lips curved. "Overconfident, much?"

"Nah. Just predicting the future."

"Oh, are you a Seer now?"

His lips twitched. I just know that you're going to be completely brilliant."

Ginny let out a slow breath. "I feel like I can do it. I mean, I know that I can do it, but then there's this little voice in my head telling me that I'm being too confident and too cocky. And sometimes… sometimes when I close my eyes, I swear I can still hear Tom's voice in my head… telling me that I'm not good enough, that I'll never be good enough."

Harry moved Cloud Dancing a bit closer so that he could grasp her hand. "Don't listen to that voice. Not only is it completely wrong and the voice of a tosser, but you're going to make them beg for more."

Ginny smiled. "Thank you. I like having you as a little cheerleader in my corner."

"There's nowhere else I'd rather be," he told her.

"How are you doing since you sent the application off? Ron said that he's not thinking about it."

Harry shrugged. "I don't know. I think it's the best that I could have done and the rest will come with my NEWTs."

"Didn't you get some amazing letters of recommendation to help push you over the top?" she teased.

"A few," he admitted. "Papa's was great and then Tonks and well, Auntie Minnie wrote me a glowing one as did Professor Flitwick and Professor Slughorn. But you know what I'm worried about."

Ginny nodded, squeezing his hand in hers. "It doesn't matter, Harry. If they accept you only because of the Chosen One stuff, then you'll only have to prove to them that they made the right choice. You're going to be a great Auror."

"You don't know that for sure," he protested.

"No," she said, her brown eyes twinkling. "But I just know you're going to be completely brilliant."

"Haha," he said, rolling his eyes. "Using my own logic against me."

"What can I say? I am brilliant." She flicked her hair over her shoulders. "What do you say, Ebony? Do you think that we can race Harry and Cloud Dancing?"

Harry's eyes lit up. "Think you can beat me, do you?"

"Without a doubt."

When Ebony took off, Harry grinned, his eyes on his girlfriend's gorgeous locks fanning out behind her in the wind. He urged Cloud Dancing on and the horse took off. The sound of Ginny's laughter echoing in the wind made his heart race. His eyes were on her bouncing perfect upside down heart-shaped arse and he couldn't stop himself from licking his bottom lip. The article had certainly gotten that right. He didn't know where they were going or what they were racing for, but the adrenaline rush was exactly what he needed.

Ebony jumped over the little fence by one of the gardens and Ginny's shriek of joy made him urge Cloud Dancing onwards. When they reached the stables, Ginny slowed Ebony down, a huge grin on her face.

"I win!"

Harry slowed Cloud Dancing down to a trot before he hopped off and lifted Ginny down from the horse to kiss her. The horses neighed around them as he kissed her deeply and long enough to make her moan against him.

"Was that my prize?" she asked, her chocolate eyes dancing in delight.

"Definitely," he said. "Acceptable?"

"Perfect."

They grinned stupidly at each other before they each led their horse around for a little cool down and then back into the stables. They took their time to brush them, rubbing them down as they did, before giving them each more apples and filling up their water troughs. Harry rubbed Cloud Dancing's neck.

"Thanks for the ride, boy."

He put his arm around Ginny as they headed out of the stables. They'd only walked a little into the back before Ginny ducked down to pick up a bit of snow.

"Don't even think about it," he said, holding his hands up in surrender.

"What?" she asked innocently. "I was going to suggest we build a snowman."

"Liar," he teased.

She grinned at him over her shoulder before jogging out into the middle of the pitch and falling to her knees. "No really! It's perfect for snowman building."

Harry followed her out onto the pitch and it wasn't long before they were packing snow between their hands and making plans. Ginny was full of ideas, determined to make the best snowman and naturally, they turned it into a competition. He laughed as they hurried to see who could make the biggest snowman, flinging snow at each other as a distraction.

An hour later, Harry was pleased with how his had turned out. His snowman stood taller than him, three large globes of snow. He'd found pebbles from near the gardens and dug them up as buttons for eyes. He'd even conjured a hat and scarf for the man. He was pleased to say that it was one of his best.

But when he turned around to see where Ginny was working on the opposite side of the pitch, his eyes widened. He should have known better than to go up against his girlfriend. Her snowman wasn't as tall or as big, but she had built six of them. Each one unique. One of them had a squared head, the other a huge nose, two were only two globes of snow, one had a Dumbledore-esque beard, and the last one was five globes high. He watched in amusement as his tiny girlfriend attempted to push the final snowball onto the top.

Ginny was standing on her toes, her hands reaching out to do her best and she was cursing under her breath. Harry snuck up behind her, putting his hands on her waist.

"Need some help?"

Ginny jumped and lost control of the huge snowball. It flew out of her hands and up into the air, crashing right over Harry's head. He shuddered in shock from the cold and Ginny burst into laughter.

Harry shook his head, attempting to dislodge the snow that was soaking through his toque and down into his jacket. "Oh, you think that's funny, do you?"

"Yes," she laughed. "Serves you right for sneaking up on a witch."

Harry made to grab her, but she dodged him and soon he was chasing her around the pitch, swerving in and around her snowmen. When the first snowball hit him in the chest, his green eyes narrowed.

"Oh, that's it. Now you're in for it."

Ginny squealed as a snowball bounced off of her arm and she took off running. Both of them stopping to make snowballs and pelting them at each other. Harry cornered her by his snowman and when she made to escape, he reached for her. They both stumbled, laughing as they crashed right through the snowman, falling into the snow.

Ginny gasped as she fell on her back into the cold fluffy snow and Harry toppled over next to her.

"You broke my snowman," Harry said, shoving a handful of snow right into her face.

Ginny shrieked, tossing more snow at him. "You're just jealous because my snowmen army is so much better than yours."

"Says who? Mine's bigger and better built."

"Not anymore," she said, gesturing to the broken snowman around them.

Harry grabbed her ankle when she attempted to stand, sliding her through the snow and making her shriek in laughter. "You did that on purpose just so you would win."

Ginny squealed as he began to tickle her. "You're the one who-who-who tackled me!"

When her hands found his ribs, he squeaked and her brown eyes twinkled.

"Snuffles!" he yelled and she grinned, her fingers stopping their tickling.

"I win."

Harry pulled her down on top of him to kiss her, the warmth of her lips an inviting taste amidst the cold. Their lips met for a deeper kiss, clinging to each other in the cold snow and despite the cold seeping through him, he stirred against her. Ginny smiled down at him, licking her bottom lip.

"Let's go inside. I'm freezing! And you promised me lunch."

She jumped to her feet, taking Harry's hand to help him up as they both dusted snow off of them and trudged back towards Clevedon Court. Dobby was waiting for them by the back door with a wide smile.

"Did mistress and master have a fun time playing in the snow?" he asked, taking their jackets and boots from them.

"The best," Ginny said, holding onto Harry's hand. "Can we have some hot cocoa, Dobby?"

"Dobby would be honoured, mistress Ginny!"

The elf disappeared and Harry grinned sheepishly at her. "He called you mistress again. I love that he does that. I love that he went to you when you called for him."

"He was just being polite," Ginny said, sighing when Harry's lips touched her nose.

"No," Harry said. "He knows."

"Knows what?" Ginny asked, shivering.

Harry's gaze stayed on hers for a long moment before he answered. "That this is going to be our home."

Then he pressed his lips to hers.

Ginny sighed against his lips, both of them still freezing from the snow and when she pulled away, her brown eyes were wide. "I love it here, Harry. It's wonderful and warm and inviting and I love you."

"I love you, too," he said, kissing her again before he took her hand and dragged her upstairs. "We need to get into some dry clothes. I'm soaked through."

"Me too," she admitted, her teeth chattering as she followed him into the master bedroom suite just as Dobby appeared carrying a tray with two steaming cups of hot cocoa. "Thank you, Dobby."

Dobby beamed. "I is putting new clothes in the wardrobe, Harry Potter. You and your lady Wheezy must change. The wet clothes are not good. You'll catch cold!"

Harry nodded. He'd meant to perform a warming charm on the both of them as they were both still soaked through to the skin. "We'll be fine, Dobby, thank you. We'll take that lunch now as well, whenever you can bring it up."

Dobby nodded and left them alone, closing the bedroom doors.

Ginny snuggled into his side, the warmth of her making him forget. "Bring it up?"

He nodded. "I thought we could have our winter wonderland lunch on the balcony. Remember, it's charmed to be good weather out there."

Ginny hurried across the bedroom to look out the French glass doors and her eyes widened at the little table set for two with candles and wine. "Harry… I can't believe you did this!"

He shrugged as he walked over to stand next to her. "I can be romantic sometimes." At her look, he grinned, pushing open the door to the balcony so that they stood outside in the charmed warmth. "Okay, Theo gave me some advice, but I improvised to bring it here instead."

Her brown eyes met his. "It's lovely. The perfect place to have some hot cocoa and some food. The snowy view really is beautiful."

"Incredibly beautiful," he said, his eyes on her.

He bent his head to kiss her. His lips brushing hers just softly enough to tease and her arms wound themselves around his neck as she kissed him back. He walked her backwards until she was pinned against the outside wall of the house by the balcony doors, his hands in her hair. Her hands were still cold from the outside and when they slid under his shirt and up his back, he shivered.

Harry sighed against her lips. He could spend the rest of the afternoon happily snogging her. His fingers brushed her soft hair, another hand cupping a breast and feeling her nipple pebble through the damp fabric. Then her hands were sliding lower and undoing the button of his jeans.

"Mmm," he murmured as the zipper slid down and her hand slid inside to touch him.

They were on the balcony overlooking the back of the snowy property. He was about to tell her maybe they should head inside when her hand pulled him out, fingers dancing along his shaft in a teasing motion that made him moan. He was still fairly hard from their snowy activities and it took no more than a few touches for him to be trembling again and at full attention, desperate for her touch.

Ginny's fingers wrapped around him, stroking deliberately slow in a teasing manner that drove him mad. When she spun him around so that his back was pressed against the wall of the house, he let out a short breath. Her hand rubbed him a moment before she let go and with her eyes on him, slowly pulled her wet jumper over her head.

Harry watched in delight as it fell to the stone with a plop. Her vest came next and when she unhooked her bra, he licked his lips, eyes on those beautiful taut pink nipples. Ginny cupped her breasts in her hands, eyes on him and when his hands reached out to do the same, she let her head fall back.

Harry's thumbs brushed across each nipple, fingers clutching each breast in his hand. He brushed his thumb over and around, making a small x motion before he bent his head to suckle the peak. Ginny's hands moved to his length again, lightly teasing him with her nails, pushing his jeans down just enough to expose him fully. She wrapped her hand around his balls, squeezing lightly and he groaned, his mouth moving from her breast. Then Ginny was slowly kneeling down before him.

She grabbed the cushion from the nearby chair, kneeling on it and Harry swallowed.

"Ginny…"

But her hand was already holding him in place, guiding him into her mouth. He couldn't help but look down and watch her as she worked him. He cupped her cheek, eyes on those beautiful brown pools of chocolate as she teased and sucked him. The feel of his cock sliding in and out of her hot mouth made him fist his hand in her hair. It amazed him how good she was at this and how much she seemed to enjoy pleasuring him. Whoever said practice makes perfect really did know what they were talking about. She licked her lips, tongue dragging over his tip before she moved under, teasing licks just under the head that made him see stars.

Her lips pressed against his balls, slow, soft open-mouthed kisses that lingered and teased before that sweet mouth engulfed them. The first suck made him grab the wall behind him for support. When her tongue slid over them, sucking and humming, his cock bobbed desperately above her.

Ginny inched her mouth away in slow motion, using her hand to hold him as she slid her lips along his shaft again while her thumb stroked provocatively with every suck. Harry panted, eyes on her as her lips pressed against his pelvis. He stroked his hand down her throat, feeling himself there and his eyes darkened.

"Fuck, Gin… you're going to kill me one day."

"Mmm," Ginny said, removing her mouth and kissing his tip. "But what a way to go."

Then her mouth was wrapped around him again, her hand pumping his base as she sucked and licked and he thought that this was definitely the way to go. She began to slide her thumb along the underside of his shaft again and he knew that he was close. Her tongue twirled and licked at the head, picking up momentum now. Harry's hand fisted in her hair again, the other clutching the doorframe behind him as his hips arched towards her of their own accord.

She fondled his balls, tugging on them lightly as her thumb stroked him and she sucked on the tip. Her tongue curled and flicked, stroked and teased, and when she sucked again in slow motion, he knew that he was done for. His fingers tightened on her hair and his hips arched. She kissed just the tip, her eyes on his.

Harry cupped her cheek, watching as her tongue flicked the tip of him. "I'm so close."

Ginny smiled, her eyes twinkling. She turned her face to kiss his palm. "Put your hands on my shoulders."

He did, his fingers curling when she leaned in and sucked. Harry groaned, coming in a tidal wave as he clutched her shoulders, hips bucking against her. Ginny kept one hand on his base, stroking in a winding motion, the other just touching his balls while she held him in her mouth. He kept coming, groaning and grunting as he finished.

When he softened, she kissed him gently before rising to her feet and swallowing. Harry grabbed her waist, tugging her up against him and kissing her. He could taste himself and he could taste her and he wanted more. Ignoring the fact that his jeans were still unfastened, he lifted her and carried her back into the bedroom, leaving the glass doors open. He sat her on the end of the huge bed and bent his head to suckle her breast.

Ginny moaned, her hands sliding through his hair. His tongue twirled around her areola, exploring each bump with gusto and peppering kisses around her breast. He licked his way around each freckle, stroking and kneading as he sucked and nibbled. Then his fingers continued to tease as his mouth moved under her breasts. Thumbs brushed over her rosy peaks as his mouth worked its way over her abdomen. He kissed her ribs, her stomach, dipping his tongue into her belly button before kissing below.

His green eyes met hers before he removed one hand from a breast to push the denim down her thighs. He kissed her through her knickers and her breath caught. He pulled the damp denim off completely, tossing them behind him before returning both of his hands to her breasts, kneading and teasing. His mouth pressed against the cotton of her knickers, kissing her; she moaned.

She was so wet. He loved knowing that he'd gotten her to feel this. She'd soaked through her knickers. He could taste her through the cotton, dragging his tongue across the material in a teasing fashion, drawing out each stroke. Then he used his teeth to pull it aside, slipping his tongue beneath to linger and tease.

Ginny made a whimpering sound, one hand on his shoulder, the other still clutching his hair. She pulled his glasses off, putting them on the top of her head and when those brown eyes met his, he simply yanked her knickers off. He dropped them on the floor before he knelt down, tugged her closer to the edge of the bed, and used his mouth.

The sound she made when his tongue slid into her made him smirk. He licked and stroked his tongue along her folds, dipping in and out before adding a finger. His tongue flickered at the bottom of her clit, teasing her as his finger slid in and out. Each stroke designed to drive her mad with desire, flickering like a flame over her bud, banking the fire within her.

Her hands clutched him tighter.

"Harry, please… please, Harry…"

He slid his finger out, kissing her there. Deep kisses, brushing his lips over every inch before slipping in two fingers. He moved them in a come hither motion and she gasped as he brushed her clit. Then his mouth was sucking the tiny bud between his lips before he let go. She whimpered and his tongue flattened, swiping up and over, up and over. He followed up each set of strokes with a suck and she was wriggling beneath him desperately.

"Harry… Harry… I need…"

Her thighs pressed against the sides of his head and he slipped her clit back between his lips, sucking it into his mouth as a third finger slipped into her, pumping in and out faster and faster. Ginny was gasping, hips bucking against his face as he reached his free hand up to twist and tease a nipple. No sooner had he stroked the peak did he turn his head to suckle the right side of her clit more attentively.

Ginny's hands left his hair, arms flying up over her head. Her head arched back, hips bucking and she screamed in ecstasy. The feel of her coming apart under his mouth made his cock twitch against the bottom of the duvet cover. He continued to suck, pumping his fingers in and out faster and faster as she clenched around him, her body writhing above him. Her breath was ragged when she finally finished coming, her eyes were dark in pleasure.

Harry merely pressed a kiss against her folds before planting kisses up her stomach, licking his way from freckle to freckle. He stood up, climbing onto the bed and tugging her up into the centre as he kissed her body. Then his mouth covered her left breast and she moaned.

"Mmm, now that's one of my favourite sounds in the whole world," he teased, dragging his tongue over the peak.

"You have favourite sounds?" she asked, her voice still breathless.

"I do," he said, kissing her throat. He was lying on his side next to her now, his hands on her breasts. He sucked on her pulse, kissing her collarbone before continuing. "Three of them in fact."

Ginny sighed in pleasure as he continued to kiss her neck. "And me having an orgasm is one of them?"

"No," he said, sucking on her earlobe before kissing his way down her throat again. "Nothing as simple as that."

Ginny pulled his face to hers, kissing him deeply. Her tongue met his as her hands slid over his toned back, around his abs, tracing the thin scars there as she did. Harry kissed her quickly, fast greedy kisses that left her breathless before he kissed her nose.

"Do you want to know what they are?"

Ginny rested her cheek against his shoulder as she nodded. "Yes."

Harry kissed her forehead, his hands still fondling her breasts. "First, is the sound of your laugh. That really great laugh that comes from here," he said, placing a hand over her lower stomach, before walking his fingers back to cup her breast. "Second, is the sound you make when I kiss you right here."

He lifted her arm and pressed his lips to her armpit. The sound that slipped from her lips made his curve.

"That half laugh half purr gets me every time. And third, the sound you make when you come for me."

"Harry…"

"No, not the moans, or the reckless calling of my name, though I immensely love that for purely selfish reasons. No, it's that little hitch in your breath, the one that tells me you're about to fall over the edge and that I'm the one who got you there."

Ginny's eyes were still dark pools of chocolate as she tugged his mouth back to hers. Harry placed a hand over her heart, feeling the steady thump thump and then his hand trailed back down her stomach. His finger slid along her folds and she arched towards his hand.

"Harry…"

"Mmm," he said, sucking at the pulse in her neck. "Come again for me, Ginny. I want to watch you come again. I want to hear that sound again."

His fingers played and stroked; twirling in the hot wet heat between her legs as she panted. He kissed her breasts, sucking on them again as his fingers teased in and out of her. Ginny moaned, her nails sliding down his back before she was pushing his jeans down below his arse. Her small hands massaged his behind, rubbing and clutching as his fingers continued to pump in and out, quickening their pace now.

"Harry," she moaned, her legs falling open wider. "Mmm…"

Her hand slid around his arse and down between his legs, gripping his growing erection in her hand. She stroked him softly before she pushed his jeans down further. Her lips brushed his cheek.

"Take them off, Harry."

His green eyes met hers before he removed his fingers only long enough to kick off his jeans and boxer briefs. He pulled his socks off as well, tossing them onto the floor before he turned back to her. Harry pressed his mouth to her arm before he began to move down her body again, his fingers finding her even wetter than before. He sucked on her nipple as his fingers stroked her and when he felt her let go a second time, he didn't stop his fingers from moving.

"Again," he whispered. "Come for me again."

Ginny was panting, but she shook her head, her hand gripping his cock tightly as she urged him back to her lips.

Then they were kissing again.

Tongues dancing between hot kisses that took their breath away. Ginny's hand was still teasing him as his own fingers left her to play with her clit. He groaned as her thumb moved in a circular motion over his tip, exposing more and more of him as he grew. His mouth moved over her breasts, sucking and teasing and when he shifted, his length pressed against her thigh. Ginny slid her hands over his thighs, pressing her lips to his again and turning her body towards him. Harry pressed his hands flat on the bed on either side of her as he kissed her. She whimpered at the loss of his touch and shifted again. He started to move, but she opened her legs, and his length pressed against her warmth.

Harry lifted his head to meet her eyes. Ginny didn't say anything, instead she took him in her hand again, stroking him. They stared at each other for a long moment before Ginny removed her hand. Harry's cock rested against her stomach as they stared at each other. Ginny shifted again, sliding herself further up the bed and his cock slowly brushed against her core. She trembled, her hands sliding around to grip his hip and she nodded.

Harry's heart pounded in his chest. He didn't look away from her as he propped himself over her and ever so slowly brushed against her again. She purred. Harry swallowed nervously, taking himself in hand and carefully teased his tip against her clit. The sound she elicited made him clench the duvet spread under his hand. He did it again, rubbing his tip over her in a slow circular motion and they both groaned.

"Ginny," he whispered, brushing his cock against her folds now. "Oh, fuck…"

Then she wrapped her fingers around him, chocolate brown eyes on his. "Yes."

Harry let out a whoosh of breath. "You mean…?"

She nodded, twirling her thumb over the tip of him. "Yes."

Harry swallowed. He adjusted his hand on the bed, using his other hand to grip himself before he looked down and slowly ever so carefully, lined himself up with her. Ginny's hands slid up his arms, her legs falling open even more and Harry let out a slow breath as he pushed his tip into her. The moment he felt the warm wetness of her covering him, he groaned. Merlin, it felt like he was bathed in pure bliss, like hot velvet gliding around him.

"Oh, fuck," he whispered. "Oh, gods, Gin…"

"Mmm," she groaned, biting her bottom lip. "Yes, keep going."

Harry could feel sweat breaking out on his forehead, but he focused as hard as he could on entering her slowly. He pushed in a little at a time, eyes on where his thick cock was disappearing into her in amazement. She was still very wet and he knew that was good because he was sliding in between her slippery folds like melted butter and it was unlike anything he could ever describe. When he was halfway inside, he shifted a little, slipping in some more and she moaned.

"Okay?" he asked, nervously, sweat beading on his forehead. "I'm not hurting you?"

Ginny clutched his arm hard enough to leave nail indentations. "Don't stop."

Harry let out a low chuckle. "Thank Godric, I don't know if I can."

She smiled and wrapped one leg around his hip and he slid deeper into her causing them both to groan. Then he was moving back and then pushing into her again. The loss of warmth before he filled her again made the sensation feel that much more amazing. He did it again and again, each time pushing himself in a little further, wanting to move faster but mindful of Remus' warning. Slowly, he told himself, move slowly.

While Harry was doing everything he could to keep himself together and not to hurt her, Ginny was breathless at the feel of him moving inside of her, stretching her. Nothing had ever felt as right as he did right now. Nothing had ever made her feel so complete. It was like he was made for her and all of her fears of intimacy, of not being normal because of what had happened, melted away. She could see the strain on his face, watching him as he tried not to hurt her and her heart fluttered in her chest.

Ginny cupped his cheek. "It's okay, Harry. I'm okay."

The moment she said the words, he began to move faster, quickening his pace. He slipped out of her once before he caught his bearings and pumped himself in and out anyway he could. He pulled out completely, brushing himself against her clit again before pushing back into her, lifting her leg as he did and sliding in deeper. When he felt it, that delicious fluttering that told him he was at the end, he moaned. Ginny's hands gripped his arse, squeezing, and he came, shuddering as the wave washed over him, losing himself in that fantastic warmth, his face buried between her breasts.

When he finally could see straight again, he raised his head to meet her gaze. She was stroking her fingers through his hair, a soft smile on her face.

"I'm crushing you," he murmured.

Ginny smiled as he shifted so that they were on their side. His lips met hers for a long kiss and she sighed. "I love you."

"I love you, too," he said, kissing her again.

"That was perfect," she whispered.

He frowned. "You didn't finish."

She kissed him again. "I did before. Twice."

He frowned. "Yeah, but —"

"No, it was perfect," she insisted, brushing her lips against his.

"I didn't hurt you?"

"No," she said. "It was only for a moment; fleeting really, and then it was good."

Harry kissed her neck. "It was… being inside of you like that was completely brilliant, the most brilliant thing that we've ever done."

She chuckled. "I rather liked it myself. I felt… full and complete."

"Complete," he agreed.

His hand stroked a breast, his face nuzzled into her shoulder as his legs were still tangled with hers. "I love you, Ginny."

Then he was drifting off to sleep.

He woke a little while later, blinking at the bright winter sun shining through the big balcony doors and windows. He could smell Ginny's soap and that lovely floral scent that reminded him of her and he grinned, turning his head to kiss the breast that was in his eyesight. He dragged his tongue over her nipple and grinned.

He'd just had sex.

She blinked at him, those beautiful chocolate brown eyes reminding him of how good it felt to be buried inside of her. To feel that warmth around him. He remembered how her eyes darkened to pools and the sounds she'd made… He covered her mouth with his before she'd fully woke, rolling onto his back and pulling her with him. She laughed against his mouth as they kissed.

Ginny shivered and he kissed her cheek, shifting them so that they snuggled under the sheets and duvet cover, keeping her in his arms as he held her close, his lips on hers. Ginny moved her lips down his jaw, over his throat and when she kissed his collarbone and then his nipple, he purred.

Her hands slid lower, squeezing his arse as he kissed her forehead.

"So," Harry said, kissing her breast. "How do you feel?"

"A little sore," she admitted. "Like I had a very good broom ride."

His grin flashed. "Oh yeah?"

"Yeah," she said, kissing him. "How do you feel?"

"Amazing," he said. "It was just… amazing. Did you think it was amazing?"

Ginny's lips brushed his shoulder. "I think it was perfect."

They snuggled for a moment before Ginny's stomach let out a loud grumble making them both laugh. Harry slowly climbed out of the bed, eyes on the dinner prepared on the balcony.

"Er, Dobby served us lunch."

Ginny's mouth dropped open. "Do you think he…?"

"No," Harry said. "He must have come when we were sleeping. House elves are extremely respectful of stuff like that. I remember Zee telling me."

Ginny looked relieved as she held the sheet up over her breasts. Harry opened the wardrobe and pulled out two fluffy bathrobes.

"Robe?"

"You just thought of everything, didn't you?"

He grinned. "Did I imagine getting you naked? Yes. Pretty much all I think about all day. As to these robes, I had Dobby supply them here after we tried out the shower on Christmas Day. I wanted to make sure next time we had something to wear while our clothes dried."

Ginny's lips curved as she took the robe, wrapping herself up in it as Harry did the same. They headed out onto the balcony to enjoy the delicious meal Dobby had prepared. Ginny carefully folded her robe closed as she sat on the comfortable chair, lifting the lid on her food to find a bowl of thick, steaming beef stew.

"My favourite," she said, her eyes widening.

"It's not quite the Italian I promised, but I figured it was a good compromise."

Ginny made a sound of agreement as she swallowed her first bite of stew.

Harry poured them each a glass of wine as they dug in. He called for Dobby and the elf served them hot, freshly buttered beer bread to go with their meal and Ginny claimed he was a god and thanked him, making the elf beam at her.

"If Harry Potter and his lady are good, Dobby will leave you two be."

"Thank you, Dobby," Harry said.

The elf bowed and Disapparated from the balcony with a loud pop.

"This is perfect," Ginny said, clinking her wine glass with his. "Happy Us Day."

"Happy Us Day," he repeated. "Much better to cheers us than Valentine's Day."

"Definitely," she said.

They ate quietly for a few minutes before Harry cleared his throat. "So, um… Ginny, I didn't —"

"—I know," she interrupted. "I just thought it felt right. Did you think it did?"

"Yeah! I mean, yes, I mean… Merlin, Ginny — every time with you feels right and I just wanted to make sure that I wasn't pushing or… I didn't hurt you?"

"No," she said, her lips curving. "It was lovely."

Harry looked pleased as he turned back to his food. Every time he looked over at her, she would smile, and they would find themselves grinning foolishly, unable to stop. His fingers reached for hers, playing with them as they ate. When their bowls were empty and the bread was mostly gone, he tapped his wand onto the vase of flowers in the centre of the table. The vase swirled into mist and the small red box stood there.

"Harry…" Ginny breathed. "I told you, I don't need gifts."

"It's just a little one," he promised. "Open it."

Ginny bit her bottom lip as she carefully picked up the small red box and lifted the lid. Inside was a small gold lowercase h charm with a small diamond at the top of the h with an & symbol lying next to it.

"I thought maybe you could wear them on the necklace I bought you," he began.

"Harry… it's beautiful," she whispered.

"I know it's silly," he continued, "and I know it's not necessary, but I want you to wear my initial next to yours."

Her eyes met his and he reached across the table to cup her cheek.

"Harry, I love it," she breathed. "It's beautiful."

His eyes lit up when she carefully unclasped the necklace at her neck and slid the charms on before she held it out to him and lifted her hair. Harry jumped to his feet to carefully fumble with the clasp and when he stood in front of her again, the slim gold chain shimmered around her neck with the letters h&g against her breast.

Harry reached his thumb out to trace the letters, a goofy smile on his face. "You're so beautiful."

Ginny slid her hands up his chest to loop around his neck. "I love you. Harry and Ginny, h&g. Together."

He rested his forehead against hers. "I'm stronger when we're together. Without you it's like…"

"Part of me is missing," she answered.

Harry nodded. "You're my heart and my soul and my… my everything. I love you, Ginny."

"I love you."

She pulled his mouth to hers and when her lips brushed against his, he just felt complete. Being with her, touching her, holding her… it made him feel whole. It made him feel like they could do anything as long as they were together. There was no one he trusted more, no one he could imagine being with. He knew that she was his soulmate if such a thing existed and he knew that she was his everything.

Harry held her close, his hands on the small of her back as they kissed. He could feel her heart beating against his chest and knew that his beat to the same rhythm as if they'd synced in some way. Soft, slow kisses that made them both want more. Ginny's hands slid down his chest, fingers slipping into his robe to touch his skin.

Harry brushed his lips over hers as Ginny reached for his hand, leading him through the French doors and back into the bedroom. She kept her eyes on his as she slowly unbelted her robe and let it fall to the floor. His eyes raked over her beautiful body, taking in the smooth skin. She wore nothing but the necklace he'd just given her, the earrings in her ears, and her freckles. His tongue darted out to moisten his bottom lip before he carefully unbelted his own robe and let it fall to the floor.

Ginny sat on the bed, her eyes on his as she slowly slid back onto the cool sheets. Harry crawled over her, his hands sliding up her legs until he was hovered over her.

"Kiss me," she whispered.

He did. Holding one hand on her hip while the other flattened against the bed to prevent him from crushing her. She moaned against his mouth and he moved his lips down her throat, kissing the necklace at her breastbone and lower to kiss her breasts.

"Mmm," Ginny said, when his tongue slid over her nipple.

Harry slowly slid his hand around her hip to rest between her thighs. His green eyes stared into hers as he cupped her. "I want to make love with you again." His fingers stroked her, teasing through her folds as his thumb found her clit. "But I want you to come this time. I want you to feel as amazing as I did."

"Harry, you always make me feel amazing," she assured him.

He sucked her nipple into his mouth as his fingers worked. "Gonna make you feel even more."

When his lips began to trail down her stomach, she let out a strangled breath. He tossed his glasses onto the bed before his mouth began to help his fingers and her hand gripped his hair. Harry used his tongue happily, enjoying every second of having Ginny squirming beneath him. His fingers pumped in and out, slipping deeper into her and reminding him of how it felt for his cock to be inside of her like this. He reached down to tame himself as he sucked and licked and Ginny began to pant, she clenched around him in a way that told him she was close. He slid his fingers out, giving her one more delicious lick before he kissed his way up her body.

Ginny pushed him over, surprising him, her hands gripping his erection. "I want you inside of me again."

He nodded, pulling her down on top of him. They kissed again and then Ginny straddled him, biting her bottom lip. Harry made to help her, but she gripped him firmly and slid him home like it was the most natural move she'd ever done. He cried out at the feel of her, hot and warm and wet and when she began to move her hips, he groaned.

Harry held his hand on her hips, arching his body to meet hers as he thrust deeper and deeper with every stroke. This angle allowed her the control and he watched her take it, watched in amazement as she took all of him in and out faster and faster. He reached between their bodies, his thumb circling her and she gasped. It took everything he had to hold back as he watched her come apart and when he felt her come apart around his cock, he took the control back, flipping her beneath him and riding her into the huge bed as they both came.

He collapsed on top of her, his breathing heavy. Ginny shoved him over just enough before she cuddled into his side, her eyes on his. His eyes were drooping, but he managed a half smile before she kissed his lips.

"You came."

She chuckled. "I did. Thank you."

"Was that time amazing?" he asked, his eyes dropping.

Ginny smiled. "I think amazing might qualify. I mean… coming with you inside me was like…"

"Fireworks," he whispered.

"Exactly," Ginny said. "And I definitely want to feel it again."

Harry kissed her shoulder. "Nap first, then I think we can make that happen."

Ginny twined her legs with his, his sated penis pressed against her stomach and she nodded. "I like that plan."

Harry performed a quick cleansing charm on them before shoving his wand under the pillow and snuggling her close. They slept for almost an hour and when Harry woke it was to the sight of the sun setting through the window. It reflected off of Ginny's red hair and pale skin, making her look like some fire goddess amidst the snowy background. He slipped out of the big bed quietly and went into the bathroom. When he finished, he stared at himself in the mirror, a huge stupid grin on his face.

He'd just had sex.

Twice.

And if he played his cards right, he was about to have sex again. He washed his hands, grinning like a fool before he slid back into the bedroom and crawled onto the bed. He tugged the sheet down a little, kissing exposed skin until her eyes fluttered open.

"Sleep well?" he asked, kissing her breast.

"Incredible," she admitted, stretching. "This is the most comfortable bed ever."

He sucked on her nipple. "Want to do it again?"

Her lips curved. "Do what again? Nap? Definitely."

Harry's hand curved around her arse. "You know what I mean."

Ginny grinned, her hands resting on his chest. "I don't know. Can we do it again?"

"I could definitely do it again," he said, looking down at his semi-hard cock.

She chuckled, her hand gripping him. "I mean, is there a limit?"

Harry shrugged. "I don't think so. Pretty sure we can just keep going until we collapse."

She laughed. "Sounds reasonable." She stretched beneath him, turning to look over at the clock. "We have hours until we have to return to school, right?"

Harry kissed her shoulders. "Exactly."

Ginny nodded and kissed him and thought maybe doing this until they collapsed wasn't such a bad idea after all.

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End Author's Notes:

It finally happened!

The ship has landed!

I have been incredibly nervous to post this chapter as I feel like there's been so much build up for this moment between them, but I am extremely happy with how it turned out. I feel like there's been a lot of pressure for this to be just right and I hope everyone likes it as much as I do.

PS — thanks to Sam for help with Ron's freakout over his arse. She's so good at helping me up the comedy.

Thank you as always for reading and please review!