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.

333. The One Where Ron Has Sardines in His Te

Author's Note:

Reviews and Comments: To gemini614: Thanks for loving the prank on Remus. Poor Tonks needed to be assured that he was as freaked out as she was lol. Harry and Ginny's study session was fun to write and yes, Theo and Bas' heart-to-heart was so needed! To Zarathos Morgenstern: Thank you for saying that I have a great way of dealing with the trauma of my characters. Glad to give you a laugh with Tonks and Remus lol. Thank you! To darkhk: Thank you! I'm glad Theo finally told Sebastian as well. I accept your anger over me killing Finn off and your mistrustful that I won't do the same with Sebastian. No promises. To AnonymousHufflepuffWriter: Thanks for saying the chapter was a rollercoaster as well as "touching (literally and emotionally), well paced, and a good check in moment on all the goings-on." That's exactly what I was hoping for. Thank you! To scrappy8: Yes, Harry and Ginny definitely know how to study in a fun way lol. Thanks for loving the Theobas scene and the prank on Remus! Thank you! To Cassiopeia Anastasia Black: Bellatrix and Belladonna are definitely both crazy. As to Bellarosa and Rossi, I do have plans, but you will have to wait and see. Harry and Ginny studying in that way is definitely very them. Yes, Remus falling for the prank and his freakout was needed and yes, I really wanted Molly to finish the blanket for Teddy. Thank you!

To CherrySara: Thanks for saying the chapter was amazing! I know you love Theo and Sebastian and it was so important for them to have that talk. Yes, I wanted Bas to want to go and read the file about Macmillan but for him to stop himself. He wanted Theo to tell him, that was important, and I think by him waiting, it made them stronger as a couple. Bas definitely won't think any less of Theo and as to the confirmation of their love, you will have to wait and see. Rossi is safe for now, but he knows his time is limited. Harry and Ginny are both going to be star students if they study like that lol. Thanks for loving Tonks' prank on Remus and how everyone was so worried it was going to be something horrible for Remus lol. Thanks for loving Andromeda's letter to Tonks. I thought it was an important add in. Thank you! To Katie2001: LOL, I love that score 1-0 for Tonks haha. Thanks for saying I outdid myself with the last chapter, that means a lot. Thank you! To Cath: Sorry to make you cry at the end, but thank you for loving the story so much! Sorry, I cannot write your English exam for you lol. Thanks for reading and reviewing! To 00featherquills00: Thank you for laughing and crying at this Theo line. He can fight people and he was trying to make sense and defend himself while having his little breakdown. I adore him. Thank you!

To Nuno Neves: Thanks for loving waking up to ASC. Yes, Gregorivich was definitely punished and even though he does live in another country, when you have something Voldemort wants, there's no escaping. Belladonna is definitely way crazier than her sister. It was important for Theo to tell Sebastian what happened and Sebastian was exactly the comfort and support he needed, but trying to tell someone about a trauma that happened to you and that you're ashamed of isn't easy, especially when it's someone you care about. Harry definitely doesn't mind being hugged by his friends. Remus is very nervous for the arrival of Teddy like an first time expectant parent, but yes, his little freakout was needed to for Tonks' sanity lol. Thanks for loving my Hinny so much! I love them and I love those subtle hints of how much they want and desire each other. I love him using Ginny's tits as a pillow and how it's a constant thing between them. Thanks for the reviews on both sites. Thank you very much! To Wolf's scream: Rossi working undercover is definitely an unenviable position. Ginny has full control and she knows it lol. Theo is slowly making progress, telling Bas was an important step. Ha, live-fire drills would definitely be less stressful, poor Remus. Thank you! To Moony The Sheep: Thanks for coming back to fanfics! I'm glad you found the Theo scene enlightening and hope-giving, that's a nice sign! The gift doesn't contain words to describe, thank you! I'm glad you liked the chapter! Thank you!

To the Mandalorian terminator: Thank you! I do like to show that every character has a minor history and a family when I can. Thanks for appreciating the bit I did with Gregorovitch. I agree about Grindelwald and we will hear more about him soon. Thanks for loving Molly. I think she definitely would have been there for Tonks in every way. Thank you! To minerdude: I love that it was a curveball for everyone on the title! So much more fun when people don't guess lol. Thank you! To Haili: Thanks for the recommendation! To Read and Fly: Thanks for reading for the last year and a half. It is coming to an end but there's still a lot more yet as well. Yes, people will die in the final battle, but no, I won't tell you who. Thank you! To Nanna: You were not the only person to think that Remus was going to lose his memory and forget all about Tonks lol. I'm so glad you thought it was the cutest scene ever instead. And ha, no, you didn't give me any evil ideas. Remus and Tonks will not forget each other or Teddy lol. Thank you! To joss.518: You're welcome for tricking you! I'm excited for Tonks to have Teddy as well, still a handful of chapters away I'm afraid. Thank you! To ascfan: Thank you! We will check in with Snape again soon. Dora is definitely very funny and yes, poor Remus LOL. Thank you!

To ratafia: Reviewing is definitely better for my sanity. Thank you very much. To Slaidback: Thank you! I'm sorry that I made you cry, but thanks for appreciating my lovely Molly moment. Thank you very much for your kind words. To Mutt N Feathers: I love how attached people are to Rossi already! I hope he makes it out alive as well. Thank you! To alix33: Thank you! To Driftwood: Thank you so much for such a lovely review! It was very good that Theo finally opened up to Bas and yes, it was very horrendous for him to have to go through it all again, but also I think important to help him deal with it. You're right, Theo did need to see "that he could stand on his own two feet, defend himself, and be strong enough to get through anything and Finn didn't really give him the chance." And no, Bas doesn't blame Finn for it and neither does Theo, it was done completely out love to take his pain away. Yes, let's hope Ernie's lawyers will not succeed in getting him out! I really wanted Andy to have put something aside for Tonks and I thought having Molly finish the quilt would be the perfect way to do that. Yes, it is a bit harsh on poor Remus having a minor panic attack, but it works for them and I think it did help Remus with his anxiety a bit. As to the two minute comment, no that's not including foreplay or his oral skills, that's how long Harry is lasting once he's inside of her before he goes off lol. Before that he wasn't making it that long lol. Bellarosa does seem to really be looking for survival above all else, but I guess you'll have to wait and see for sure. And nope, not the only one thinking of pitch perfect now that you've pointed it out lol. Thank you very much!

To raven haired girl: Thank you for the lovely review you left about Hinny on chapter one of this story. As your review on chapter 332, I'm sorry to hear that you think this story is too unnecessarily long and that I should just get it over with. I'm honoured that you favourited it, but if you're getting bored, you're not obligated to finish it. I will see this story end the way I want it too and I won't rush it. Not for myself and not for anyone else. I've worked hard on this story and want to give it the ending it deserves. Thank you for reading. To tim2604: No! I did not expect you to review so quickly! You do rock like a hurricane lol. Thanks for going back and re-reading all of the parts with Macmillan! He does deserve to stay in Azkaban, but you'll have to wait to find out! Bas definitely wants to hurt Macmillan, but he wants to be there for Theo more. Yes, we do need more randy Hinny, I agree. Thanks for loving Remus leaving Tonks behind lol. Yes, Molly is amazing! Thanks as always for the support! To EnigmaticEmperor: Thank you! I love knowing the chapter is a rollercoaster! Ha, the "studying-cum-smut" LOL. Yes, Theo and Bas talking is a step forward in their relationship. Rossi does need to get out, but he can't, not yet. He has a part to play as you will see. Yes, you are now rooting for a Death Eater and a MIA couple, thank you for that! You're welcome on teaching you transfiguration amidst my smut lol. They can't keep their hands off of each other and don't want to. Theo does still need closure with Macmillan and we'll come back to that. Thank you for saying "this is why Theo and Finn wouldn't work in the long run. Finn was solving all of Theo's problems, not letting him grow as a person." You're right and this is why Bas is better for him. Yes, I did set up Theo and Ginny from the start with their similar experiences. I'm glad the prank had you in hysterics! Teddy will definitely love the blanket. Thank you!

To DoodleBug78: Thank you! To Chris: Thanks for finding the Hinny scene hot and the scene with Gregorovitch terrifying — high praise! Theo was worried over Bas for nothing, Bas is here to help. I'm glad you found the Tonks scene both funny and heartwarming. Thank you! To ellyann13: Yes, studying with Harry is fascinating lol. Theo does need to talk to a mind healer and he will. He just needs some time to process now that he's reliving everything. I think Bas not reading the file says a lot about Sebastian. He trusts Theo and isn't going to dive into something he has no right to look at it without first speaking to Theo. I think if he would have read the file, it would be a betrayal of trust. Remus did know he was marrying a prankster lol. Thank you! To adelkins83: Thanks for catching up! Thanks for catching my Princess Bride references as well (it is one of my favourite books of all time). I'm glad that you love Theo and Sebastian and yes, Theo does deserve some happiness. Bas is very good at comforting Theo, even when he didn't know the details. Pansy and Greg did grow closer. Or they did. Thank you so much for saying that you love my writing and that way I "develop the characters, even making" you like the ones you didn't like in canon. You think Snape is getting what's coming to him? I don't disagree, but also Crouch is insane and yes, someone does need to kill him soon. Thank you!

To Shivani: Yes, Lover's Kiss, thanks for finding it intriguing! Hinny smut is definitely always hot. It was heartbreaking to write Theo experiencing Macmillan again. Poor Theo, he deserves happiness! Bas is definitely going to do what he can to make sure Macmillan doesn't get out. And yes, we will see the trial. LMAO, yes, she is related to Sirius Black, poor Remus lol. Thank you very much! To The Go1den Snitch: Thank you for catching up again! I love that you've been obsessed with reading and I appreciate that. Thanks for thinking the first time for Hinny was perfect. Yes, Neville and Hannah are very cute and we'll see more of them soon. Thank you very much! To AQuickRead91: You're welcome for the snort laugh. It is funny to picture Remus running around and forgetting Tonks. Poor guy lol. Can I promise nothing will happen to Tonks? No. I cannot promise nothing will happen to nobody. Thank you. To shuweet: Thank you for loving every single Hinny scene I write. Of course Bas understood, he is kind of great. Thanks for the second review. I looked up the lyrics and it is a nice song. Thank you! To TatiRena: Yes, you have been studying wrong for years lol. Thank you. To wildstyle_101: Thank you for saying the scene between Theo and Bas made you feel dread. Thanks for saying that my version of Hinny is your favourite. Thank you! To BadWofKris: Yes, he forgot Tonks lol. Thank you!

To GryffindorHealer: Lol, well thanks for liking three or four scenes in this chapter the best and not knowing which one, but yes, I am cross with you for not telling me. That's not very nice. Thanks for the review! To pottermum: Thank you! You know me, the background details are a little overboard but they help me plot and write. Thanks for loving my Hinny goodness and sorry to make you both laugh and teary-eyed with the Remadora. Thank you! To CorbanD17: Thank you! Sorry, I'm not a fan of gender swap stories. It's just not a trope I am personally interested in. Thank you. To Potterm1997: Thank you very much! To AnaGPotter: Thanks for loving Tonks' prank and Theo finally opening up with Bas! To BleedRedandGold: Wow, 100/10 is a very high compliment! Thank you! To Joyce Foesenek: Sorry to make you cry over the blanket. I agree, it is so sweet of Molly to finish it. She's an amazing lady. Sebastian is very sweet to Theo. Thank you! To Mizfitz22: Thank you very much for finding this chapter so emotional. It is very hard for Theo and bringing it all up again, when he's pushed it down and tried to ignore it, it's a lot for him. He feels like his world is spiralling. Yes, I think the wizarding world does have sexual predator registries (though in my person opinion it shouldn't be needed because they should never get out of prison). Thanks for loving the Remadora false alarm and Molly finishing the quilt for Tonks. Sorry you were dehydrated from all of the crying, but thank you very much for that heartfelt review.

To motherofKatie: Congratulations on the birth of your daughter! I'm honoured you've reread ASC twice over. I bet the Remadora scene was fun for you after just having a baby yourself. I love Remadora interactions. Thank you very much and hello to the Netherlands! To katelyn453: Thank you! Poor Remus, I know LOL. To PurpleLotus: Thank you! Sorry to make you cry, but I'm glad you loved the gift and the note from Andromeda. Molly is the best! Thank you! To Mackie919: It was very steamy studying! Tonks definitely played a classic joke lol. Thanks for loving the blanket! Thank you. To ravenclaw_rockchick: I'm very sorry to hear this week hasn't been a good one for you, but I'm glad that the chapter was a highlight of your week. Thank you for getting three more people to read my story, that's amazing. I hope this next week is better for you. Thank you! To marauders_mowopapr: Nope, no spell, just a good old fashioned panic lol. As to Ginny casually dropping her news to Molly… tune in to this chapter. Sorry, no flashbacks in mind of James freaking out being a dad, but I loved Remus freaking after being meticulously planned. I love Remadora. Thank you very much!

To Bellmel: Yes, Rossi does have a horrid job. I couldn't imagine just standing there and not being able to react or intervene. He does his best but he also can't blow his cover or he will be no use to anyone. It's definitely a tough job. I have a few plans for Rossi up my sleeve yet. I love that Harry knows where every single freckle is on Ginny's body. He loves to spend his time counting them, kissing them, tracing them… he just loves her and is completely distracted by her. "The way that boy hates being gossiped about, but loves sex with Ginny so much that he is willing to risk getting caught going at it in the library just so he can have her right then? Adorable." Very accurate lol. Thanks for saying that Harry's friendship with Theo is a great demonstration of his nature. "Harry will tear down walls to defend and care for that boy" because yes, he will do it for those he loves and those he trusts and respects. Yes, Theo does deserve Bas. I couldn't have said it better myself: "Bas showed how well suited he is to Theo in that regard." He did. Yes, Bas is a bit insecure about Finn. He knows how much Theo loved him and how important he was and yet he's so grateful to Finn to being there for Theo. He is both jealous and grateful and secure and insecure. Poor Bas. Thanks for loving the Tonks bit and ha, I have some nerve lol. Sorry to give you some heartbreak. Thank you for that beautiful review!

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CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-THREE:

The One Where Ron Has Sardines In His Teeth

Percy was trying not to be annoyed at his mother for hovering. He appreciated that her and his dad had come to help him move all of his things into Audrey's flat, but he hardly needed them to help him open every single box. But he certainly appreciated the box of goodies full of dinners and casseroles that Molly had provided to fill their ice box up with.

"That's really kind of you, Mrs Weasley," Audrey said, leaning against the counter. "By the time Percy and I get home from the Ministry sometimes, it's so late, and we hardly ever feel like cooking."

"Oh, it's my pleasure, dear," Molly said, taking out casseroles and soups by the plate. "We're so pleased that you and Percy are taking this step together."

"He's kind of wonderful," Audrey said. "You have an amazing son."

"Thank you," Molly said, grabbing Percy's arm when he came into the kitchen and kissing his cheek. "We're quite proud of him."

"Mum!"

Audrey chuckled. "Oh, stop being a baby and let your mum coddle you."

Percy rolled his eyes. "We do appreciate the food, Mum, and the help from you and Dad."

"I know, dear," Molly said, kissing his cheek again. "It's so nice to see so many of my children getting settled. Pretty soon all of my chicks will have left the nest."

"You'll still have Ginny and Ron a bit longer, Mum."

Molly shook her head. "Not as long as I'd like. Ginny and Harry are already discussing moving in together when she finishes school."

"She's much too young," Percy insisted. "I like Harry as much as the rest of us, but she's still a child."

"Percy, your sister is going to be seventeen in five months."

Percy frowned. "I don't accept it. She's still five."

Arthur placed his hand on his son's shoulder. "I sometimes still feel the same way about you. Time has a way of getting away from us."

Percy started to argue before he shut his mouth. His father had a point. Sometimes it felt like he and Audrey had only just met and now he realized that they'd been together for well over a year.

"Will you both come round to the Burrow for dinner on Sunday?" Molly asked.

"I don't know, Mum," Percy began. "We might have other things to do."

"We don't," Audrey said. "We'd love to come."

"Oh, good!" Molly exclaimed. "Charlie's staying with us. He arrived the other day. He wants to be here when Tonks has her baby and she's due in a few weeks. He came early to be the dragon ambassador to the Ministry's defence department and I get to spend some time with my sweet little Aydin."

"She is beautiful," Audrey told her. "First grand babies are always special, aren't they?"

"Very," Molly agreed. "Well, we'll let you two settle in, but if you need anything else, you just let us know."

"We will," Percy assured her.

Molly kissed his cheek and then hugged Audrey. "Come by around three on Sunday."

Percy hugged his father and watched Audrey do the same before they left, closing the door behind them. Percy let out a slow breath. "Sorry about that."

"Don't apologize," Audrey said. "You're parents are great. I think dinner at the Burrow sounds lovely."

"Its always too loud and everyone talks over one another," Percy complained.

"I find it fascinating," Audrey said, pecking his lips. "Now, let's start off with the rules."

Percy raised an eyebrow. "We already established the rules."

"Yes, we did," Audrey agreed, opening the top drawer near the ice box and pulling out a short purple flowered apron no bigger than a dishcloth. "Clothes off, Mr Weasley."

Percy smirked. "I vetoed this."

"Yes," she said. "But you're in charge of cooking for the first night, so…"

Percy grinned and quickly took off his clothes. When he stepped out of his boxers, Audrey held the apron out to him. He tied it around his waist, letting the long strings dangle down his arse. If he bent over or stood on his toes, this apron wouldn't even remotely cover the essentials. He was pretty sure his balls were on full display. He moved to heat up some of the chicken marsala that his mother had brought over and Audrey's hands kneaded his arse.

"You know, I think I'm going to like this setup, Mr Weasley," she said, kissing his naked back.

Percy looked over his shoulder at her. "When you're wearing this tomorrow, I think I will too."

Her hand smacked his arse with a loud crack. "Talking back results in punishment."

Percy bit his bottom lip, his eyes on hers. "Punish me again, Miss Mayfair."

She smacked his arse a second time and he felt himself grow hard under the apron. Oh yeah, he was definitely going to like this arrangement, he thought. He was going to like it very, very much.

~ ASC ~

George stepped into his home on Carysfort Road in London and heard music blaring. He followed the sound and saw his fiancée dancing around the kitchen as she cooked; he couldn't help but lean against the doorframe and just watch her. He loved seeing her so happy. Her first week at her new job had brought a new light into her eyes that he realized he'd missed seeing.

George watched the sparkle flicker off of the diamond engagement ring he'd given to Angelina and couldn't help the big smile that came over his face. He was going to marry that witch and he couldn't imagine a more perfect woman for him. She caught sight of him in the doorway and squeaked.

"Ah! How long have you been standing there?"

"Long enough to get hard watching you shake that arse."

Angelina rolled her eyes. "So, two seconds then?"

"Ange, you wound me!" George exclaimed, placing his hand over his heart. "We both know that's how long I last, not how long it takes me to get hard."

Her lips twitched. "Don't sell yourself short, George. Sometimes you last five."

"Oi! Want me to spank you with my cane?"

"Maybe," she teased. "I have a gift for you. Come sit."

George carefully took a seat at the kitchen table and when she sat in his lap, he smiled. "I like it so far."

Angelina pecked his forehead and opened the palm of her hand. Nestled on her palm was a white gold signet ring with a pirate flag on the top.

His eyes widened in surprise and he covered his hands with his mouth. "For me? Oh, yes, Angie! Yes! Yes!"

She elbowed him. "Stop being dramatic."

George held his left hand out, wiggling his ring finger wildly. "You love my dramatics! Now put the ring on!

She slid it on his finger and he admired it before he cupped her face and kissed her long enough to make her moan into his mouth.

"You know," he said, brushing his lips over hers. "We keep making these jokes about my leg and you bought me this ring and yet, I haven't seen any real sex related pirate games happening."

"You know, I thought you might say that," Angelina said as she stood up and opened her robe.

George's eyes widened to saucers when he saw that she was wearing a red and black striped halter bra with a matching short skirt with the pirate flag on it. She waved her wand and two hats flew into her hands. She put one on her own head and then dropped the second one on George's fiery hair.

"Shiver me timbers!" George exclaimed, making her laugh.

She straddled him in his chair, locking her arms around his neck. "I have an eyepatch upstairs in the bedroom, want to come see what else I have?"

George lifted her as he stood and she squealed in surprise. He held her up at his waist, his arms holding her close. "Aye, aye Captain!"

Angelina laughed as she slid down his body, feeling every inch of him before she passed him his cane and they hurried up the stairs to their room, exchanging cheesy pirate puns as they went. When George pinned her to the bed, she smiled up at him, her fingers locking into his soft hair.

"I am over the moon in love with you, George Weasley."

George kissed her nose. "I am pretty fucking brilliant."

She pinched his arse and he captured her lips in his.

"Ange, I am going to do you so good that you won't be able to stop thinking about it all through dinner at the Burrow on Sunday. You're going to feel it everywhere and when I show off my pirate ring and tell them you proposed, you're going to be wet remembering all of the naughty things we did."

Angelina's tongue touched her lips. "Better get moving then, Weasley. You don't want to disappoint your captain."

His lips curved and when he pressed his lips over her collarbone, he knew that she was the best thing to ever happen to him.

~ ASC ~

Fred finally finished putting his flat back into shape that weekend and felt like it was an accomplishment. It was almost mid February before he and George had found their way back into Weasleys Wizard Wheezes. The damage was significant, but it was their stock that they found the hardest to deal with. Thankfully, almost a third of it had been kept safe in a locked room in the basement that had miraculously been undamaged. Insurance helped with the rest as contractors came in to help fix the floors and repaint and make sure the building was sound enough to still be used.

Getting his own flat back was equally as important.

It wasn't that Fred didn't love spending time with his twin, because he did, but the amount of times that he had walked in on George and Angelina having sex was one too many. He loved seeing them both so happy, especially after everything they'd been through. He loved that they were blissfully engaged and trying their hardest to keep it a secret until Easter. Fred doubted that they would last that long. He loved living with his brother and best friend again, but he also really missed his own space. So now as March hit its second week, he took the weekend to move back home and he couldn't be happier.

He finished making his bed just as Fiadh knocked on the door.

"Knock, knock."

Fred poked his head out of his bedroom to grin at her. "If you're going to knock on wood, I have a stiff one right here."

Fiadh rolled her eyes. "Sometimes I wonder why I like you."

"My devilish charm and sexy body?" Fred supplied.

"Must be," Fiadh said, standing on her toes to kiss him. "The place looks good."

Fred pulled her into his arms, turning her to look around the living room. "It's getting there. It's nice to see you. I've missed you."

"We had sex yesterday," Fiadh said, moving out of his arms to look out the front window and down into Diagon Alley.

"And it was great sex," Fred agreed. "You okay?"

Fiadh nodded before she turned to look at him. "Fred… what are we doing?"

"Shagging?"

Her lips twitched. "Yes, but what are we doing?"

Fred frowned. "I like you."

"I like you, too," she admitted. "More than I should for such an annoying wizard."

"Well, I can say the same for an annoying fae."

"We have nothing in common," Fiadh insisted.

"Sure we do. We both like to laugh. We both like to eat. We both really, really love to orgasm."

Fiadh snorted. "I don't think those count as common interests."

"A love of mutual orgasms is a very important common interest," Fred argued. "We can talk about how much I like eating you out or how much I like shagging you until we're a whimpering mess covered in naughtiness… all important things."

Fiadh stared at him. "When I'm in Tara… I miss you."

"I miss you when you're not around, too," Fred admitted.

Her green eyes softened. "Tiernan says that I think about you too much; that I'm spending too much time lost in your world and with you."

"Tiernan is jealous of how awesome I am," Fred said. "I want you to be in my world and with me. I want you here all the time, Fiadh."

Fiadh reached out to take his hand. "I want to be here with you."

Fred covered her mouth with his, sighing when her arms locked around his neck as he kissed her passionately. When they finally came up for air, she licked her bottom lip.

"There's something else… something I…"

"What?" Fred asked, tracing her lips with his finger.

"Do you remember a few weeks ago when you were first allowed access back inside here and we went to go check out your front desk?"

Fred grinned. "You mean when we shagged behind the desk, on the cash register, and then underneath the desk?"

"Yes," she said, her cheeks blushing.

"I think I still have a bruise on my arse from that damn register," Fred said, making her laugh.

"Regrets?"

"None," he said, making her laugh. "Did you want to go shag under there again? It's much cleaner this time and we can use one of the stools if you'd like."

Fiadh shook her head. "No. Well, maybe after, I…"

"What?" Fred asked.

She bit her bottom lip. "I want more."

Fred let his eyes rake over her small form. The petite waist and tiny body that looked so innocent and helpless was stronger than any other woman he knew. She was the epitome of what he'd always said about Ginny: Size was no guarantee of power. She was fearless and a warrior and fought like no one he had ever seen. Her short dark hair was choppy around her face and those eyes… Merlin, he always lost himself in those eyes.

She was beautiful and he hadn't been lying, he'd missed her. He wanted to spend every waking moment with her and yet they'd never defined what they were. They weren't dating as he couldn't quite recall if they'd ever even gone on a real date. They shagged.

A lot.

More than a lot.

If he was honest, he wasn't sure if they'd spent more than a handful of times together when they hadn't been shagging. And Godric knew it was the best sex of his life. Her beautiful wings engulfing him when she climaxed, the way she glowed when she reached the edge, and the way she took him higher than he'd ever been in his life… she was fucking special.

Hadn't he been telling himself that for months now? Hadn't he just been arguing with himself about making this thing between them into something more?

Fred held her hips, lifting her up to her toes so that they were eye level. "Are we ready for more?"

Fiadh pressed her forehead against his. "Probably not, but I think if we don't try… we're going to regret it."

His lips curved. "I guess now would be a good time to tell you that I've been falling head over heels for you since the first time you shot an arrow at my head."

"I might have started falling for you when you made that cheesy archery pun."

"We're idiots."

"Completely," she whispered, her eyes on his.

Fred bent down to rest his forehead against hers. "There's no one else I'd rather want more with."

Fiadh's bottom lip trembled. Really?"

"Really," he said, his lips meeting hers for a long kiss that left them both breathless. He kissed her nose before his lips curved. "Uh, Fiadh?"

"Hmm?" she asked, her eyes fluttering open.

"I don't know what more means to you, but to me it means we're going to start having a lot more sex." She elbowed him and he grunted. "Like really naughty sex with lots of toys and anal… can we do anal now?" She hit him again and he laughed. "And of course that you'd be my girlfriend, officially and all that."

"Not if I make you my boyfriend first," she teased.

Fred grinned. "With anal?"

Fiadh's lips pressed under his ear, sucking the lobe into her mouth. "Yes."

Fred groaned as she sucked on the skin of his throat. "Oh, fuck, really?"

Fiadh slid his jumper up over his head, sliding her hands down to clutch his arse. "I just didn't say it would be mine."

Fred was positive he'd never been so hard in his entire life at her statement and it surprised the hell out of him.

They kissed again, lingering over each other's lips for a long moment before Fiadh shoved his trousers down, her hands slipping into his boxers to find him. She'd only just gripped his cock and given him a long stroke before the knock on the door had him swearing.

"Fred, dear," Molly's voice said through the door. "Your father and I have brought you some dinners to store."

Fred jumped away from Fiadh, desperately pulling up his trousers and pulling his jumper over his head. "ONE MINUTE!" He turned to her and grabbed her arms. "You have five seconds to decide if you really want to be my girlfriend."

Fiadh raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"Because when I let them in, that's it. It's official and you will be invited to every event under the sun and be expected to be there."

Fiadh pecked his lips and then turned around and opened the door to his flat. "Hi, Mr Weasley, Mrs Weasley. Please come in."

Molly looked surprised to see her there but she quickly masked it. "Hello, dear, and who would you be?"

"Fiadh Alexander," she said, extending her hand.

"Princess of Tara," Fred finished from behind her, putting his hand on the small of her back. "Mum, Dad, I'd like for you to meet my girlfriend."

"Princess?" Molly exclaimed in surprise. "Well, I… it's lovely to meet you, your majesty."

"Fiadh is just fine," she said, smiling warmly at them.

Arthur took her hand in his, kissing it. "It's nice to finally meet you as well. Fred's spoken very highly of you."

"Dad," Fred said, rolling his eyes. "Don't embarrass me."

Molly smiled. "Well, your father and I just wanted to stop by and stock up your ice box since you're moving back in officially into your own flat. I wouldn't want you to starve."

"Thanks, Mum," Fred said. "But you did make us all learn to cook, you know."

"I did," Molly said. "And you burned everything when George wasn't around to help you."

Fred's cheeks flushed. "That's not… entirely untrue."

Arthur chuckled. "The shop is looking good. Why don't you take me on a tour while your mother fills your icebox?"

Fred nodded and let his dad lead him out of his flat.

Molly smiled warmly at Fiadh. "We're having a family dinner at the house on Sunday since my son Charlie is home with his daughter, Aydin. I'd love it if you could come."

Fiadh smiled back at the woman, her eyes meeting Fred's when he turned outside of the door. "Thank you. I'm looking forward to it."

Fred came back into the kitchen and pulled her up against him. "You might regret that. You haven't met anyone other than George and Angelina."

"I'll risk it," she said.

"Bring your arrows," Fred said. "We might need a flaming distraction to get away."

Fiadh hit him in the arm.

"Fred!" Molly exclaimed. "That's no way to talk about your family!"

He grinned. "You're right, sorry, Mum." He turned back to Fiadh. "Bring extra arrows just in case."

When she hit him again, he laughed and scooped her up into his arms to kiss her and thought some surprises packed one hell of a punch — and he'd never been more excited to take a hit as long as this woman was by his side.

~ ASC ~

Ron had just started his patrol with Hermione when the mirror vibrated in his back pocket. He carefully tugged it out, realizing he'd worn jeans that were a bit too tight, as he struggled to get the mirror out. The sight of his mother's face made him frown. Once the novelty of the mirrors had worn off, Molly had stopped calling him so frequently so the sight of her in the mirror now made him worry.

"Hi, Mum," he said, opening the mirror. "Everything okay?"

"Oh, yes!" Molly said, beaming proudly. "I just met Fiadh!"

"Fred's fae?"

"Yes!" Molly exclaimed. "She's coming to dinner on Sunday and I think it would be wonderful if you and your sister can make it. Charlie's home with Aydin and it would be so nice to have the whole family together!"

"Erm, well, I suppose I could," Ron said. "I'd have to talk to Remus and make sure that we could sign out."

"Perfect!" Molly exclaimed. "Make sure Harry and Hermione come, too! And of course, invite Theo along!"

"Well, Theo's with his boyfriend," Ron began.

"Invite him anyway!" Molly insisted. "I'll see you tomorrow around three."

The mirror went blank in his hand and he stared down at his own reflection in confusion before his eyes met Hermione's. "Er, so we're going to the Burrow tomorrow for dinner."

Hermione smiled. "Your mum sounds very excited to meet Fiadh."

"I admit, I am curious about her," Ron said. "Aren't you?"

"A little," Hermione admitted. "Anyone who can put up with him for long periods of time is a bit concerning."

Ron snorted. "You put up with me for long periods of time."

Hermione smiled when he tugged her into his arms, lifting her face to meet his lips. "I question my judgment every day."

He pinched her bottom and she squealed. "Minx."

"We should go find Harry and Ginny after the meeting and tell them about Sunday," Hermione said. "Harry can call Remus on the mirror and let him know."

"Absolutely," Ron said, glancing around him to see the hallway was deserted before he pulled her into the broom cupboard and closed the door. "After."

"Ron!" Hermione exclaimed, pushing him lightly. "We're supposed to be running the prefect meeting in ten minutes!"

Ron pulled her back up against him, his lips trailing down her throat. "We're gonna be late for that."

"We can't be late," Hermione insisted. "We're running the meeting!"

Ron's hand slid under her jumper, cupping her breast as he kissed her neck. "Guess they'll have to wait for us then."

"Ron," she murmured as he began to suck on her neck. "Stop, you'll leave marks."

He smiled against her skin. "Since when do you hate that?"

The look in her eyes made his grin widen as he pinned her back against the wall, his hand slipping down to unhook her trousers and sliding down into her knickers. Hermione's breath hitched. He found her already wet for him and he smiled against her neck.

"That's what I thought," he murmured, his fingers slipping into her.

"Ron," she breathed. "We… we have the… m-m-meeting-mmmm."

He kissed her ear, turning her face up to his to kiss her as his fingers stroked her. When her right leg locked around him as she started to climb his tall frame, he grinned against her mouth.

"Still want me to stop?"

"Don't you dare," she groaned as his fingers began to move faster. His thumb moved up to find her clit and Hermione's eyes rolled.

When she came, he swallowed her cries, her hips humping his hand as kissed her over and over and over again. Her breath was ragged when he finally removed his hand, stealing one more kiss. He wiped his hand on his trousers as Hermione let out a slow breath.

"Better get to that meeting then," Ron said. "Wouldn't want to be any later than we already are. The prefects might suspect we were up to no good when they see how flushed your cheeks are and how much those big brown eyes are dilated."

Hermione fixed her trousers and her jumper, biting her bottom lip. "I hate you."

Ron grinned, nipping at her lips as they left the broom cupboard. "You love me."

Hermione looked over her shoulder at him. "If you behave during this meeting, I'll return the favour when it's over." Then she took the hand he'd used on her and sucked his fingers into her mouth.

If it was possible, Ron became even harder than he already was. He watched her hurry off down the hall and he adjusted himself in his tight jeans. He hoped to Merlin she made this meeting quick because he was going to have a hell of a time hiding the tent he was pitching as it was.

By the time the Head meeting was over, it wasn't only Ron who was feeling randy. Hermione found herself watching Ron interact with the other prefects, unable to stop staring at him.

She loved watching him.

He was such a people person and she often wished that she felt as comfortable as he did making small talk with people. He was so open and so friendly and kind. The only time she ever felt comfortable in big group settings was when he was with her. He made her feel calm and less anxious and more comfortable. She didn't feel the need to spew out random facts or try to find intelligent conversational topics. She just felt like herself.

It was one of the many things she loved about him.

He was talking to Anthony Goldstein now. She saw him say something before he pointed to his butt and she bit her lip. Okay, she wasn't going to lie. Her boyfriend definitely had one spectacular arse. But she was starting to worry about how much he loved to point it out.

She made her way over there and instead of feeling awkward for interrupting, she linked her hand in Ron's and he merely pulled her closer as he spoke.

"I just wanted to make sure that there were no hard feelings," Ron said. "I mean, the better man won, fair and square."

Anthony rolled his eyes. "Has anyone ever told you, Weasley, that you're a bit of a git?"

Ron's lips twitched. "Admit it, Goldstein. I have the better arse."

"As long as you don't make me kiss it, I'll agree to that."

"Excuse you? You should be so lucky!"

Anthony snorted. "Hey, I never said my arse was amazing. I didn't have anything to do with that article."

"As long as you know who's on top," Ron said.

Mandy came up to link her arm with Anthony's. "Are you ready to go yet?"

"No," Anthony said. "Weasley is still ranting about his arse."

Mandy's eyes met Hermione's. "These two are never going to get along, are they?"

Hermione smiled back at her. "We should be so lucky. Come on, Ron."

"In a minute," Ron said. "I need to explain why I'm not ranting."

"You're ranting," Hermione said. "Now come along and we can talk about your arse together."

Ron's tongue touched his lip as Mandy dragged Anthony off. "Oh?"

She led him from the Heads office and they walked hand in hand back to the dorm.

"I thought that we were going to talk about my arse?" Ron teased.

"No, I think I said you are one."

"Nuh-huh," Ron said.

"Why do you always have to get in Tony's face?" Hermione asked. "He's such a nice man."

Ron's eyes narrowed. "You think he's nice?"

"Yes. He is nice! He was being perfectly polite to you and you were just rubbing it in his face that you came out on top."

"Goldstein is a superficial prat with a sub-par behind!" Ron bellowed. "I was merely telling him that he should know that."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "You were coming across as a huge git with an ego the size of Australia."

Ron's lips twitched. "You like Australia."

"Not the point."

They headed inside the Head dormitory and when the door closed behind them, Ron spun her around. Hermione avoided him and when he made to grab her, she shoved him back into the chair. Ron grinned foolishly up at her as she moved to stand between his legs.

"I'm already liking where this is going."

Hermione leaned in and brushed her fingers through his hair. "I like Tony. He's a nice wizard. I enjoy talking to him. But I am hopelessly in love with you. You know that, right?"

Ron's hands slid up her thighs to rest on her hips. "I know. I'm hopelessly in love with you, too."

"I know that we argue a lot over stupid things and—"

"—No," Ron said, slapping her behind lightly. "I love arguing with you. The way your cheeks flush and you worry that lip… not going to lie, I like to think of all of the ways I can shut you up."

Her eyes narrowed. "Shut me up?"

"Oh yeah," he said, slapping her behind again. "With my lips, with my body, with my cock…"

Hermione let him pull her down into his lap. "Arguing with you is…"

"Foreplay?"

Her lips twitched. "There's something wrong with us."

Ron laughed. "Then I don't want to be right."

Hermione brushed her thumb over the gold and red stubble on his face. "I want to try something."

Ron lifted an eyebrow. "Oh?"

She let her hands fall down to his chest, slipping under his jumper. "Yes."

"Do tell," Ron said as she pulled his jumper over his head. His hands slid down to cup her arse, squeezing.

Hermione bit her lip. "It's naughty."

"I like naughty," Ron said, kissing her shoulders through her jumper. "I like you when you're naughty."

Hermione pulled her own jumper over her head and Ron's hands immediately moved off of her arse to cup her breasts in her bra before moving back down to squeeze her arse.

"You like my arse, don't you?"

"You know I do," Ron said, leaning around her to kiss it through her trousers.

Her breath hitched when he undid the clasp and pushed her trousers down her thighs. His mouth moved over the dark blue knickers she wore, kneading her arse as he did. When he kissed her behind again, she let out a startled breath.

"I want you to have it."

Ron kissed her stomach, his blue eyes meeting hers. "Have it? You? I thought I already do."

Her fingers carded through his hair. "I'm yours. But I want…"

Ron's fingers slid under her knickers and made her head spin as he tugged them down her hips, his lips caressing her stomach. "What do you want? Tell me. Because do you know what I want?"

She shook her head as his lips continued to move over her skin.

"I want you to suck me off like the naughty little witch you are," he said, making her tremble.

"Yes," Hermione said. "I want that."

Ron pulled back and undid his jeans, shrugging them off with his boxers. Hermione didn't hesitate. She knelt down before him and licked his length. When she finally took him into her mouth, Ron let out a small gasp. She kept her eyes on him as she sucked him. He moaned and when she pulled away, he reached for her.

"Don't stop," he murmured.

"Have to," she said. "Or I won't be brave enough to say it."

Ron cupped her cheek in his hand. "Say what?"

"That I want you to take me in the arse."

Ron's mouth dropped open and his blue eyes widened. "You mean… oh fuck, yeah!"

Hermione flushed and then gasped when Ron stood up, his cock bobbing, and dragged her into the bedroom. He grabbed lube from the night table and pulled his shirt off with the other so that he was completely naked before he coated his fingers in the lube; she trembled.

"I won't hurt you," he promised.

Hermione only nodded. "I know."

Then his fingers were touching her, teasing her. She arched on the bed, loving the feel of Ron's strong hands massaging her behind as he kissed and stroked her. His tongue slid over her and she trembled and when a finger finally came to tease her, she did her best not to tense. A few strokes of those strong hands over her shoulders had her relaxing under his ministrations. His finger slowly pushed into her, while his mouth worked her clit and she squirmed on the bed. The first orgasm made her cry out his name and by the second, he had three fingers inside of her arse. It was more than she was prepared for.

"Ron," she moaned. "Ron… Ron, please."

Ron grunted and removed his hands. She turned her head in time to see him apply a generous amount of lubricant to his cock before he pulled her up on all fours. His hand stroked over her arse lovingly and Hermione turned her head to look back at him.

"I want you."

It seemed to be all Ron needed because he lined himself up and slowly pushed into her. She bit her lip at the burn and when his fingers began to rub her clit again, she slowly relaxed. When he was fully inside of her, they both took a breath and when he began to move, they both groaned. It was different than Hermione expected and the fact that it somehow turned her on even more made every thrust that much more explosive.

"Oh, fuck!" Ron groaned. "Oh, fuck… oh fuck, you're so tight!"

His fingers were still rubbing her and when she felt the build up coming a third time, she couldn't quiet her cries as she shouted out his name. Ron began to thrust faster, the sound of their bodies slapping together echoing in the room and when he came, he grunted and groaned her name. Ron kissed her shoulders as he finished, collapsing on top of her.

"That was bloody brilliant," he whispered, rolling off of her and pulling her back against him. "Bloody fantastic. Absolutely bloody amazing. I love this arse!"

She made a 'mmm' sound when he slapped her arse. "You're still an arse."

Ron chuckled against her neck. "That was so fucking brilliant, Hermione. Seriously, so bloody good. I mean… did you like it?"

"Was coming three times not enough of a sign for you?"

His grin widened as he kissed her shoulders and neck, fiddling with her bra strap. "Hermione… I love you."

"I love you, too," she said, turning to meet his mouth for a long kiss. "And as soon as I can move, we can talk about doing that again."

Ron grinned. "I'll do you one better."

Before she could respond, he picked her up and carried her into the bathroom. When the hot water from the shower beat down upon her, she sighed in satisfaction and Ron's arms came around her. His fingers moved to the bra she'd never taken off and when he inevitably broke the clasp, she sighed.

"You're hopeless."

"And you love me," he teased, tossing the broken bra out of the shower.

When his lips met hers, she could only hold him closer. She did love him. She loved him more than she could sometimes express and she loved that they could be themselves so openly with each other. Her hands slid down to cup her boyfriend's bum and he grinned sheepishly at her.

"Want to give Merlin a kiss?"

"Yes."

And when she began to kiss every freckle on his left butt cheek, Ron gripped his hardening cock.

"You're going to be the death of me woman."

Her tongue slid into him and he groaned.

"And I am certainly not complaining."

Hermione smiled as she kissed his arse and thought, neither was she.

~ ASC ~

They'd spent the whole day down on the pitch. Running drills well after Harry had called an end to practice, but Ginny didn't care, she wanted to keep it going. Her second tryout for the PQTC was in two weeks and she was determined to do even better than she had last time.

When Harry finally convinced her to land her broom and head off, she took a long hot shower, letting the water beat down on her aching muscles. When Harry didn't join her, she was surprised. She dressed in warm tights and one of Harry's old Portree hoodies before coming out into the change room to find her boyfriend towel drying his hair in front of his cubby, a towel slung low around his waist.

"I was lonely in there."

He turned to grin at her, his glasses a little crooked as he continued to towel dry his hair. "You were tired."

Ginny moved over to him, wrapping her arms around his waist and tilting her head up to meet those gorgeous green eyes. "Well, we did do it five times yesterday."

"A new record," he said, pecking her lips. "And you came seven."

"You counted?"

His eyes twinkled. "Definitely. But no, I meant you looked tired while we were flying. You need to listen to me when I tell you to slow down, Gin. I don't want you to overwork yourself."

"I know," she replied, her hands running up and down his naked back. "I just want to kill it out there, you know? I want to prove that I can do this."

"You will," he assured her. "I don't have a single doubt."

Her fingers teased the area where his towel was folded. "Maybe I need a little break."

The towel fell to the ground and Harry grinned at her. "I could be convinced to take a little break."

When she lowered to her knees, his eyes darkened. Ginny smiled up at him before she licked her lips and leaned forward to drag her tongue over him. Harry made a soft sigh of happiness and she took him into her mouth. It didn't take long for him to be fully erect. His hands carded through her hair, resting on her head as she took her time, sucking him slowly and torturously.

Ginny wasn't sure exactly what it was, but taking care of Harry like this made her feel more powerful than she could explain. She loved the feeling of him in her mouth. She loved the salty taste of his skin, with the hint of his soap from the shower. She loved the sounds he made, the soft hitches in his breath, the ragged breathing, and when those first few drops hit her tongue, she only stretched out each suck as her hand stroked his length and he groaned.

"Gin…" he warned.

But she didn't stop and once he'd finished in her mouth, she kissed him gently, licking her bottom lip before she stood up and kissed him.

"Hurry up and get dressed, Harry. I'm excited for dinner."

"Are we having something special?" Harry asked. "What has you so excited outside of your usual Weasley hunger?"

Ginny's eyes twinkled as she grabbed her bag and her broom. "Building up energy so that you can shag me two or three times tonight at least."

Harry's mouth dropped open as she skipped out of the change room and she wondered just where she and Harry could find a place to sneak off to this time. So far outside of Harry's small four poster, the showers in his dorm, the shower in the Gryffindor change room, the library, the tower room, and two or three broom cupboards, they hadn't found any place really exciting or new to shag in. But Ginny wanted to find someplace new tonight and she definitely wanted to try out one of the positions in Harry's book.

She was just wondering how they could decide on what position to try when she heard her brother call her name. She waved as Ron jogged down to the pitch to join her.

"Hey, Ron," she said. "You missed the extra Quidditch practice."

"You practice too much," he insisted. "Nah, I was looking for you and Harry. Where's your better half anyway?"

"Still getting dressed," Ginny said. "He was a slowpoke so I came out to get some air."

"Not that slow," Harry said, coming to stand up behind her with his broom over his shoulder. "Hey, mate."

"Hey, so Mum called me last night."

"Is something wrong?" Ginny demanded, her eyes wide.

"Nah, everything's fine," Ron said. "Well, other than Fred introducing Mum to his girlfriend."

Ginny's eyes widened. "Fiadh!"

Ron nodded. "Yeah. So, anyway, Charlie's back with Aydin and with Fred bringing Fiadh round, Mum wants us to come home for family dinner tomorrow."

"Oooh," Ginny said. "She wants everyone there to welcome Fiadh."

"Or something," Ron agreed. "Harry, you want to call Remus and let him know the four of us will be heading to the Burrow around three tomorrow?"

"Four?"

Ginny rolled her eyes. "Yes, obviously you and Hermione are included."

"He's a bit thick, isn't he?" Ron teased.

Ginny bit her lip and intentionally let her gaze move down Harry's body. "You have no idea."

"Ugh!" Ron exclaimed. "Uncalled for!"

Harry ignored their antics as he tugged out his mirror to call Remus.

"Hi, Harry," Remus said as Tonks stuck her face in the mirror.

"Hi, Harry!"

"Hi, Tonks. How are you feeling?"

"Still fat," she told him.

Remus shook his head. "Ignore her. She's a troublemaker."

"Am not!"

"Are too," he insisted. "She faked her waters breaking the other day just to watch me go mad."

"I didn't expect you to go mad," Tonks insisted. "I just wanted to see if you were really ready for the baby to arrive."

"Well, I'm not," Remus said. "I panicked."

Harry chuckled. "Sounds like fun over there."

"It is," Tonks said. "Come over! We'll watch a movie and eats lots of chocolate!"

"That does sounds fun," Harry told her.

Remus smiled. "You're welcome to come by, of course, but heads up, this one will be snoring thirty minutes after dinner."

"Sad, but true," Tonks said.

"What's going on?" Remus asked. "Everything all right there?"

"Yeah, everything's fine," Harry assured him. "It's just that Mrs Weasley is having a big family dinner tomorrow and wants me, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione to attend. It would be in the afternoon and we'd be back by curfew."

"Of course," Remus said. "But have Ron and Hermione pick two prefects to be acting Heads for the day and run it past McGonagall."

Harry nodded. He spoke to Tonks for a few more minutes before he said goodbye, turning to Ron and Ginny who were still bickering. "All good."

"Excellent!" Ron exclaimed. "Guess we need to start planning some embarrassing stories for Fred."

Harry grinned. "You do know what brother you're talking about, right? Is that wise?"

Ron shrugged. "Probably not. You in?"

Harry shoved his hands into his pockets. "I regret this already. Yes."

"Wicked!" Ron said, slapping his hands together. "Come on, we can plan strategy over dinner," Ron insisted, draping his arm over Harry's shoulders and steering him away.

"It's fine," Ginny called out. "I'll just walk alone without my boyfriend."

"It's cold out here," Ron said. "I'm using Harry's body warmth."

Ginny scowled at him and he stuck out his tongue.

"By the way, Mum said to invite Theo tomorrow, too, but I told her he probably couldn't make it."

"I'll ask him," Ginny said. "Maybe he'll want to bring Sebastian. He might appreciate the distraction."

Harry shook his head, looking back at his girlfriend. "I doubt it. He's too nervous about Monday."

Ginny agreed with them, but until she spoke to Theo herself, she would wait and see. After all, it sounded like this Burrow dinner was going to be very interesting.

~ ASC ~

Bill woke up to the sound of rain hitting his window. He opened one eye to look out at the gloomy morning and turned to roll closer to his wife. She was sleeping on her stomach, her lips slightly parted and her nightgown strap had fallen from her shoulder. Bill pressed his lips to her shoulder, listening to the rain pound against the glass and Fleur let out a soft moan of protest.

"Not yet."

Bill smiled against her skin, kissing her shoulders and across her back. "Don't worry, I have no plans of getting up from this bed."

Fleur opened one eye. "We have dinner at your parents' later."

"Oui," Bill said, his fingers pushing the other strap of her nightgown down. "But that's much, much later."

Fleur smiled when his lips returned to her skin. "You woke up very happy."

"Should I not be?" he asked, letting his hand run down the lace to cup her thigh. "It's Sunday. We don't have to work. It's raining outside and I have the most beautiful woman in my bed."

Fleur rolled onto her side, her hand coming up to tuck a long piece of his hair behind his ear. "Zis is all true."

Bill leaned in to kiss her lips. The soft sleepy kiss deepened until Fleur rolled on top of him, the sheet pooling at her waist as she bent to kiss him more thoroughly. Bill's hands slid down her back, slipping under the nightie she wore to fiddle with her lace knickers.

"You live to torment me by putting these back on," he said.

Fleur smiled as he cupped a butt cheek. "Oui."

He shimmied the lace down her legs, flinging it across their bedroom and making her laugh.

"Such a naughty 'usband," she teased, kissing his lips.

Bill kissed her harder and when his lips left hers, she simply slid her body up his and straddled his face. Bill's eyes darkened. He led his hands slip under the nightie she still wore, pushing it up her thighs before he pulled her closer to him and used his mouth. Fleur gripped the headboard, biting her bottom lip, and rode his tongue.

Her moans were almost drowned out by the sound of the pattering rain and when Bill flipped her beneath him and covered her body with his, her eyes were dark in desire. His lips brushed her nose, her cheeks, and when he slid into her, she made a sound of yearning.

"I love you, Fleur," he said, slowing each thrust to drive her more mad for him.

Fleur's nails raked down his back, her legs coming up to tighten at his hips. "Faster! Faster, Bill, please!"

Bill ignored her and intentionally kept every thrust as slow as he possibly could, drawing out every groan and stroke as Fleur begged him for more. When he finally gave her what she wanted, she cried out an intangible sentence of mixed French and English and when she came, he finally let himself go over.

He held her close, both of them still trembling as he kissed her neck. His hand slid under the nightie she wore, slipping over the soft naked skin of her back.

"Make a baby with me."

Fleur's eyes flew to his. "What?"

"Make a baby with me," Bill repeated.

Fleur's hands moved into his hair. "Bill…"

"I love you," he whispered. "And I know that we should wait. We said we were going to wait with everything going on, but Merlin, I fucking love you, Fleur. I want to make a baby with you."

"Oui," she whispered, tears in her eyes. "Yes. I want this, too."

Bill's mouth met hers for a long kiss that left them both breathless. "You mean it?"

She nodded, cupping his cheek in her hand. "I mean it. I have one more week left on my potion before I would have to re-take it. I won't."

Bill's eyes darkened. "I shouldn't find that as a sexy as I do."

Fleur laughed. "I love you, Bill Weasley. And I cannot wait to make a baby with you."

Bill's mouth covered hers again, his cock hardening against her hip. "We should definitely practice first. Make sure we get it right."

"Oui," Fleur said, smiling when he pulled her nightie over her head and his mouth found her breast. "Practice is very good."

His tongue dragged over her nipple and his lips curved. "No, love, practice is going to be fucking fantastic."

When his mouth moved down her body, all she could do was hold on as Bill showed her exactly how fantastic their practicing was going to be.

~ ASC ~

Ginny held Harry's hand in hers as they Apparated to the Apparition point just beyond the borders of the Burrow. Ron and Hermione were with them and as they started down the hill and the ramshackle sight of the Burrow appeared, she couldn't help but feel elated.

It was nice to be home.

Despite being invited, Theo had opted to spend the day with Sebastian. He was too nervous about the parole hearing tomorrow and wanted to just stay with Bas and Ginny couldn't say that she blamed him. She was glad that he had someone to be there for him like he needed and she'd left the offer open in case he changed his mind. But she knew that Harry was right; he was too nervous about tomorrow to want to come to a dinner tonight.

She squeezed Harry's hand and his smile made her feel even better. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but being with Harry just made everything better. They hurried down the hill and Ginny's smile widened when Charlie opened the door. She let go of Harry's hand to run into her brother's outstretched arms, kissing his cheek.

"Hey, Jitterbug," Charlie said, kissing her forehead. "We were wondering when you would get here."

"Are we the last to arrive?" Ron asked.

Charlie shook his head. "No. Outside of me, you're the first. Mum's having kittens about Fred's girlfriend coming over."

"I am not!" Molly exclaimed, wiping her hands on her apron. "I just want everything to be lovely."

Ginny hugged her mother tightly, kissing her cheek. "It will be. Where's Dad?"

"Playing with his granddaughter in the living room," Charlie said as they followed him into the house.

Arthur was sitting on the floor as Aydin had blocks all around her, building a tower. Ginny bent down to kiss her father's cheek and then sat to play with Aydin for a moment. Ron, Harry, and Hermione all moved to sit on the sofa as Charlie took his father's armchair.

"So, have you met her yet?" Ron asked.

Charlie shook his head. "Nope. Just George and Angelina from what I can tell and then Mum and Dad briefly."

"She's lovely," Arthur said. "Fred was warning her against coming."

"Sounds like Fred," Charlie said, scratching his beard. "How you feeling, Ron? Not doing anything too strenuous, are you?"

Ron made a rude hand gesture and Harry snorted.

The front door opened and Bill and Fleur came in. Ginny immediately stood to hug her brother, smiling when he kissed her cheek. She engulfed Fleur in a warm hug as well, surprised how much she had missed seeing her family.

"Bonjour, Ginny!" Fleur exclaimed, kissing each of Ginny's cheeks.

"How's it going, Firecracker?" Bill asked, slinging his arm over her shoulders as they moved into the living room.

"Things are going great," she said.

"What makes them so great?" Bill asked.

Ginny grinned up at him. "Many things. I'm glad you're here."

Bill kissed the top of her head before bringing a tin into the kitchen. "Mum, Fleur made some madeleines for dessert and these piquillo peppers and sardine tartines on baguettes to serve with dinner."

"Oh, that wasn't necessary," Molly insisted.

"It was," Bill said.

Ginny reached for an apron out of the cupboard. "How can I help, Mum?"

Molly kissed her daughter's cheek and urged her to start cutting the carrots and potatoes on the counter. "I'm making pot roast."

Ginny got to work as Percy and Audrey came in, Audrey having brought a fresh salad with almonds and cranberries. George and Angelina arrived next, bringing a huge pan of cheesy scalloped potatoes. Molly insisted once again that bringing food wasn't necessary, but Ginny knew that her mother still appreciated the gesture. Fred and Fiadh came in last and the moment they stepped into the house, all eyes turned to the short, beautiful fae that was holding Fred's hand.

Ginny had to admit, she was beautiful. Her hair was as dark as Harry's, if not blacker. It hung just past her chin in layered spikes that made her triangular face look sharper. Her eyes were a soft green and she was dressed in a short blue sundress, a white cardigan buttoned over it. Fred was grinning at her.

"All right, you lot, this is my girlfriend, Princess Fiadh Alexander of Tara. Try not to scare her away."

"Please," Charlie said. "If she likes your ugly mug, we're already too late."

Fiadh's lips twitched. "You must be Charlie."

"Guilty," he said, extending his hand. "And you are definitely way too beautiful for my brother."

"Yeah, but I know it," Fred said.

Fiadh smiled. "It's lovely to meet you all."

When she finally reached Ginny, she took both of her hands in hers.

"Ginny… Fred speaks very highly of you."

"That's nice to hear. He's pretty great."

"Yes, he is," Fiadh said. "I know that you are a close friend of Theo's. My little brother loved your friend very much and I just wanted to say that I know how much that loss affected him, as it did our family. I am happy to meet someone who also knew my brother."

Ginny wasn't sure how to respond to that, but Fiadh squeezed her hands and turned away from her. She hadn't really thought about the fact that Finn was Fiadh's brother. It was another connection there and she was pleased to see that Fiadh seemed very friendly.

She left Harry with her family to help her mother in the kitchen and it was only a few minutes of silence before Molly nudged her hip with her own.

"What's on your mind, dear?"

"Oh, nothing," Ginny said. "Nothing much anyway. I was just thinking about how Finn was Fiadh's brother."

"How is Theo doing?" Molly asked. "He was invited to come today."

"I know," Ginny said. "But he had plans with Sebastian and they've been enjoying their time together."

"Have you met him yet?"

Ginny shook her head. "Briefly before Christmas. Harry did briefly, too, and he used to work with Tonks. Everyone says that he's a good man."

"I'm glad to hear it," Molly said. "You and Harry look particularly happy."

"We are."

"Happy and… well, I must say, you both look very happy. If I didn't know any better, I would think the two of you have gotten… closer."

Ginny bit her lip, sneaking a look over at her mother. "We have."

Molly's hand froze over her wand for only a moment. "Oh?"

"You already know, don't you?" Ginny said.

Molly turned to meet her daughter's eyes. "Not if you don't want me to know."

"Mum…"

Molly put her wand down and took Ginny's hands in hers. "Are you happy?"

"Yes. Stupid happy."

"And you're both being safe? Both still taking the potion?"

"Yes," Ginny said, her cheeks flushing furiously.

"And he's been good to you?"

"Yes," Ginny repeated, biting her bottom lip. "He's… he's been amazing."

Molly kissed her daughter's forehead. "Good. It's hard to believe you've grown up on me sometimes, Ginny. But you have, and that young man out there… I can't imagine seeing you any happier than you are when he's around. I love you."

"I love you, too, Mum," Ginny said, hugging her tightly. "You're not upset with me? For not waiting longer?"

"A mother always thinks it's too soon," Molly admitted. "But you're going into your final year of school soon and we both know that when I finished school, I was pregnant with Bill. I know I harp on you lot, but the truth is, seeing my children growing up into these amazing young men and woman and watching them make their own choices and fall in love… your father and I did well."

Ginny kissed her cheek. "I love him, Mum. And we've been talking about… moving in together when I finish school. I know it's still a year away, but we've been discussing it more seriously and… I can't wait to take that step with him."

"And you will," Molly said. "One step at a time. Now, cut up those carrots and tell me a little bit about it."

"Mum!"

"Well, not the naughty bits," Molly said, her cheeks flushing. "Just how it happened and… when."

Ginny snuck a look over at her mother from beneath her lashes. "It was on Valentine's Day and it wasn't planned and it was… perfect."

Molly smiled. "Good. I like that he didn't pressure you."

"Not at all," Ginny assured her. "It was my idea."

Molly's lips twitched. "That's the Prewitt in you. We're hard to resist, you know."

Ginny chuckled. "Oh, are we?"

Molly bumped her hip with hers. "Yes, we are. Now chop those carrots. We have a family dinner to serve up."

"Have you thought of the perfect story to embarrass Fred with?" Ginny asked.

"Ginevra!" Molly scolded. "I would never do something like that." She reached for the spices, sprinkling them over the pot roast. "Besides, I've had those kinds of ideas and stories planned out since before you all started at Hogwarts."

Ginny laughed and turned back to the carrots. She had a feeling this dinner was going to be very entertaining.

By the time Molly had the kitchen table groaning under plates of her delicious food, wine was being poured and everyone was digging in. Ginny tried to listen in to each of her brothers chatting about; loving how as usual, everyone was talking at once, not even caring. Bill was talking about a new project that he was working on for Gringotts while Fleur spoke up about the one that she was working on. Charlie was talking about dragons as Percy droned on about something Ministry related and how well Jameson was doing as Deputy Minister since taking on the role. George was talking loudly about his cane.

"I just think that it's rather over the top, don't you agree, dear?" Molly asked. "Couldn't you find something a bit more tasteful?"

"Tasteful! Mum, this cane is bloody brilliant! I had the tits modelled after Angie's!"

Molly's eyes widened. "George Fabian Weasley! Do you not respect the witch sitting next to you?"

"I respect the bloody shit out of her," George exclaimed. "It's why I tried to make this mermaid's tits look as good as hers."

"But they aren't," Angelina said cooly, looking over her glass of wine. "Mine are much better."

"Agreed," George said, clinking his glass with hers.

"What's that on your finger?" Bill asked, pointing to the big gaudy ring on George's hand.

"Ah, I'm so happy you asked, Bill!" George wiggled his fingers over the middle of the table. "It's my pirate signet ring to make up for my leg."

"Pirate signet ring?" Percy asked. "It's hideous!"

"Well, what can I say, when Angie asked me to marry her and I demanded a ring, this was the best that she could do."

Arthur blinked. "Did you just say she… you're engaged?"

"Angelina needs to work on her romantic proposals, but I got the bling so I had to say yes to ring," George said.

Molly squealed and jumped to her feet. "You're getting married!"

"Yes," Angelina said, standing to hug Molly. "And despite George's atrocious ring, he gave me a real one."

When she held out her hand to show off the rose gold engagement ring, Fleur and Molly both squealed. The gorgeous tear drop diamond was surrounded by framed teardrops in a diamond shape, interlocking the diamonds into an infinity symbol over the rose gold band. The ring was stunning and looked gorgeous on Angelina's finger.

"How rude!" George exclaimed, turning to his father. "No one wants to see my bling, but one look at the rock on Ange's finger and everyone goes bananas. I'll have you know that I was preparing this whole romantic moment when this mad witch just blurted it out in the kitchen."

"I didn't blurt," Angelina said, shooting him a grin. "I asked and you said yes."

"You did promise to buy me some bling," George said, wiggling his fingers again. "Isn't it glamorous?"

"You two were made for each other," Charlie said, shaking his head as all of the witches at the table began to coo over the ring.

"How come no one cares about my ring?" George whined, holding out his hand. "Look at this! It's gold and shiny!"

"It has a pirate flag on it," Percy said. "What more can we say?"

"Doesn't have enough sparkle for me," Ron admitted. "How many karats is it?"

"Is it even real gold?" Harry asked. "Angelina's is clearly nicer."

"Doesn't even have a princess cut," Fred scoffed. "George, you could have done better."

"If you hold it up like this," Charlie said, grabbing his brother's hand. "It really sparkles in the light. Did she get down on one knee?"

"Did she propose all proper-like?" Bill asked. "Did you cry when you saw the ring?"

George held up two fingers. "Piss off! You lot are just jealous because my witch gave me a ring."

Percy snorted. "An ugly-arse ring."

"Piss-off!" Aydin exclaimed, slamming her fork down on the tray of her high chair.

Charlie grimaced. "Let's watch our language around delicate ears. My little Aydin isn't ready for such indecency just yet."

"Want to know an indecency?" Ron demanded. "You lot know how my arse is so spectacular, right?"

"Here we go," Percy said, rolling his eyes. "I'm so sorry, Audrey dear, that you are continuously subjected to my brother's admiration of his behind."

"Since I know you're just jealous, I'll ignore you," Ron continued. "You will never guess who was responsible for that bloody article that put me in fourth place?"

"Who?" Fred asked. "Please Ron, do tell us about this outrageous scandal!"

"Do we have to fight them in your honour?" George demanded. "Is there going to be a throw down?"

"Seamus!" Ron bellowed, ignoring his brothers. "My own bloody friend! Can you believe it?"

"I can't believe that you're still talking about your bloody arse," Charlie muttered, shaking his head. "Does every conversation with you have to be about your arse?"

"When it's as gorgeous as mine, yes!"

"You know, Ronald, you inherited your father's bottom and he was never as vain about it as you are," Molly interrupted.

"He does have my arse, doesn't he, Molly?" Arthur agreed. "I always said so, even when he was a babe. Such a sweet, chubby little bottom."

"He does," Molly agreed.

"Mum!" Ron blanched. "Why'd you have to go and ruin a good thing?"

"How did I ruin a good thing?" Molly asked. "Your father has a great arse. Very pinch-able."

Ron groaned. "Harry, just kill me now."

Harry grinned. "Nah, this is too entertaining. I love your family."

"Your part of this family, Potter," George interjected. "Aren't you glad you were here to learn all about how Dad's arse is so pinch-able?"

Ron wrinkled his nose. "But I'm the only one who has the Merlin freckle pattern, right? Right?"

When Arthur only shrugged, Ron slumped in his seat.

Molly chuckled. "I think we broke him, dear."

"Ron, don't worry, as freckled as my bottom is, there is no Merlin drawn there," Arthur assured him. "That is definitely uniquely you."

Ron perked up at this and Charlie rolled his eyes. "I liked him better when he was quiet. So, George, Ange, when's the wedding?"

"Oh, yes!" Molly exclaimed. "We really must get planning! Did you want to have it here at the Burrow like Bill and Fleur?"

"We haven't thought about that yet," Angelina admitted. "We're just basking in the 'we're engaged bit,' but as soon as we know, I promise to let you know."

"The ring is beautiful," Molly said, admiring it again.

"It is," Fleur agreed. "It suits you."

"I have impeccable taste," George claimed.

"And yet you have that cane," Percy said.

"I rather like it," Audrey admitted.

"Ha!" George exclaimed.

"No, really," Audrey said. "It's carved beautifully and it's oddly erotic and yet tasteful."

Percy stared at his girlfriend like she'd suddenly grown three heads. "Are you joking? That cane is a joke."

"With great tits!" Angelina and George said at the same time before grinning at each other.

Audrey grinned. "There's never a dull moment here. So, Fiadh, is it true that you saved Fred's life and that's how you met?"

"No," Fred said.

"Yes," Fiadh said.

"Okay, maybe she saved me a little," Fred admitted.

"A lot," Fiadh insisted. "He would have been attacked by Inferi if it wasn't for me."

"She exaggerates."

Fiadh's lips curved. "He likes that I can kick his arse in a fight."

Charlie laughed. "Not to say that you're not a strong and powerful woman, but a five-year-old could kick Fred's arse in a fight."

"Oi!"

Ron snickered. "She saved you again in Hogsmeade, didn't she?"

"Yes, she did," Fred said. "But at least I didn't go and get myself stabbed!"

"And I lived!" Ron bellowed. "How cool of a bloody story is that? Beat that!"

"NO!" Molly exclaimed, her voice rising. "None of you will be doing anything of the sort! I've spent enough time in hospital with you lot lately and I'm sick of it. You will all be on your best behaviour from now on. Clear."

Murmurs of 'yes, mum' echoed around the table.

Charlie cut up some carrots for his daughter and placed them on her tray before reaching for the baguette slices with what looked like peppers and something else on top of them. "What's this?"

"Fleur made them," Bill said. "A little appetizer to go with dinner."

"What is it?" Charlie asked, sniffing at it suspiciously. "Smells fishy."

"Oui," Fleur said. "It's piquillo peppers and sardine tartines on baguettes. It's quite delicious."

Charlie helped himself to two baguette slices. "I love all food. So, George is tying the knot and Ron's still his annoying vain self. Anyone else have something to share?"

"Ginny does — ow!" Harry said, glaring at his girlfriend.

Ginny pinched his thigh again when he made to speak up. She did want to tell her family, but with George and Angelina announcing their engagement, she thought maybe she should wait.

Bill put two of the sardine appetizers on his own plate before passing it down. "What does Ginny have to share?"

"Nothing," Ginny said, quickly. "It's no big deal."

"It is a big deal," Harry insisted. "It's a huge deal, actually. Come on, you said you would."

Arthur's eyes met hers across the table. "What is it, Ginny?"

Ginny let out a slow breath. "I don't want to take away from George and Angelina's moment. It can keep."

Ron took three of the tartines and stuffed one whole baguette slice into his mouth. "Mmm, Fleur, this is delicious!" Ron mumbled, his mouth full of food.

Hermione shot Fleur an apologetic look. "I keep hoping one day he will learn to talk when his mouth isn't full."

"But then he wouldn't be Ron," Harry said. He helped himself to one and passed it to Ginny before they passed it down the table.

Fiadh took one, turning a bit green as she looked at it.

"Come on now, love," Fred teased. "Just because Fleur's French doesn't mean we have to hold everything against her. At least fifty percent of what she brings us is edible."

"Oi!" Bill exclaimed. "That's my wife."

"And yet we all remember how well that fish stew turned out."

"The bouillabaisse?" Ron asked. "I loved that."

"Sorry, Fleur, that's not a compliment," Percy said. "Ron will eat cardboard if we cover it in jam."

"Not true!" Ron insisted.

Harry snorted. "A little true, mate."

"One bite doesn't count," Ron interrupted.

"Ron, you ate the wax fruit in the common room," Hermione said. "Stems and all."

Fred snorted. "Of course he did! Didn't you notice it wasn't juicy?"

"He said he thought that they were sweets," Hermione replied."

"Hey! Enough picking on me. Come on, share your news, Ginny! It's exciting!"

George nodded. "Yeah, come on, Nevra, share! Are you engaged, too?"

"No," Ginny said, glaring at her brother. "I um… I'm going for tryouts on the twenty-eighth."

Fiadh gave Fred a small smile. "I'm sure these tartines are delicious. Tryouts for what, Ginny?"

"Bloody fantastic!" Ron exclaimed. "I'll take another!"

"Ron, can you at least wait until the platter makes it around the whole table before taking seconds?" Molly asked. "I swear I did teach you manners."

"Like he listens," Charlie muttered.

"Tryouts for the Premier Quidditch Training Camp," Ginny said, speaking over everyone. "I passed the first round and have my second one on the twenty-eighth."

"Professional Quidditch?" Charlie asked, his eyes wide. "Ginny! That's bloody amazing!"

She grinned, biting her bottom lip in her own excitement. It was amazing and even now, two weeks later, she was still amazed. She couldn't believe she'd tried out and she really couldn't believe she'd made it through the first one.

"Harry got me the tryout through Slughorn's Christmas party. We met some players there. Lexie Longhorn helped get the application and I had my first tryout last month. It was brilliant."

"She made it into the top ten," Harry exclaimed, grinning from next to her. "Second round drops it down to the top five. I know she's gonna kill it."

"Ginny, that's amazing," Angelina said, reaching out to touch Ginny's arm. "I never even made it into the PQTC and got recruited by pure luck. You're going to do amazing things. Everyone who gets in there does."

"Thanks, Angelina," Ginny said. "I'm really excited and terrified at the same time. I still have to make it through two more tryouts."

"You will," Harry said.

"Definitely!" Charlie said. "Ginny, you're an amazing Chaser. Definitely the best Quidditch player in the family and you know I had scouts looking at me when I was a seventh."

Angelina nodded. "I'm really happy for you."

"Thank you," Ginny said, touching Angelina's arm. "I was worried it might be… too soon."

Angelina shook her head. "No. I'm sad I can't play anymore, of course, but you're a much better player than I ever was. You're going to kick this tryout's arse!"

"Agreed and when you make it big, Ange here can sign you. She's a QPR now," George boasted.

"I'd be honoured," Angelina said. "I don't have any clients myself yet, but I will. Will you keep me posted on how it all goes?"

Ginny nodded, suddenly feeling overwhelmed about the tryouts again and everything it entailed. It meant so much to her that all of her family was so supportive. "I will. I didn't want to say anything and make you upset over it because of everything…"

"You're not," Angelina assured her. "I couldn't imagine a more amazing person getting the chance to try out. Harry's right, you're going to kill it! I'd be happy to give you any advice if you want it."

"I'd love it!" Ginny admitted.

"Can I have another one of those sardine things?" Ron asked.

"Ron! Can you stop thinking about your stomach and let your sister tell us her news?" Molly insisted.

"Why? I already know all about it," Ron said. "She's brilliant and she's going to do great. Fiadh, you really do have to try these, they are brilliant."

"Not everyone loves fish," Percy said. "There's nothing wrong with that. Fiadh, you don't have to eat them if you don't want to."

"What?" Ron said. "What's wrong with this? Baguettes, good! Peppers — good! Lemon and spices — good! Sardines — good!"

At the word sardines, Fiadh turned towards Fred and Ginny gasped as the tiny fae promptly threw up right into her brother's lap.

"Bloody hell!" Fred exclaimed, jumping to his feet. "I know the French make weird food, but Fiadh, it's just a little fish!"

Harry nudged Ginny, pointing at his plate. "Do we like sardines?"

"If we did, I don't think we do anymore," Ginny whispered back.

Harry pushed the tartine off to the side of his plate with a grimace and passed Ginny his pickle. She smiled as she bit into it, her eyes on Fred who's lap was covered in vomit.

"I'm sorry," Fiadh said, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "I'm sorry."

Then she was running out of the room.

"Fiadh! Wait!" Fred yelled, running after her.

Molly used her wand to clean up the mess. "Well, we should give them a moment."

"I'll go check on them," Ginny said, standing up. "Make sure she's okay."

"She doesn't know what she's missing," Ron said. "Charlie, I'll take another."

Charlie shook his head. "You concern me, Ron."

Ron shrugged and shoved another of the sardine tartines into his mouth. When he grinned, he had food in his teeth and Hermione rolled her eyes at him. "What?"

"Hermione, if you want to dump his arse right here, we'd all understand," Charlie said.

"I'm a catch," Ron insisted.

"You have sardines in your teeth," Percy grimaced.

"Ginny, sit down," Molly said. "You tell your brothers more about this tryout. I'll go check on the poor dear."

Ginny watched her mother hurry out after Fred and Fiadh and she grinned across the table at Bill. "So, what else is knew?"

Audrey helped herself to some salad. "Anyone else want to talk about anything other than sardines?"

Harry laughed. "Gladly."

Hermione turned to Charlie. "What other words has Aydin been learning?"

Charlie grinned. "Trust me. Piss off is probably one of the nicer ones. Did you know that dragonologists and magizoologists are known to have very foul mouths?"

"Fuck!" Aydin exclaimed, throwing her carrots onto Ron's plate.

Ron shrugged and scooped up the mush with his pot roast. "Great parenting skills, Charlie."

Arthur sighed. "Can someone pass me the scalloped potatoes, please?"

And just like that, Ginny knew that she was home again.

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End Author's Notes:

Thanks to Sam for help with my Burrow scene and yes, Ron's sentence about sardines is my homage to Joey's reaction to Rachel's trifle on Friends.

Yes, we'll see more of Fiadh in the next chapter and yes, the next chapter has the trial.

Thanks for reading and please review!