Chapter 3: Christmas Just Got Better

"You must be Ginny Weasley," Gwengog said as she caught sight of Ginny, the first female in sight.

"Yes, that would be me." Ginny didn't know what else to say. She dreamed of joining the Holyhead Harpies ever since she was a girl, and here the captain of the team stood before her, holding Quidditch balls.

"You submitted an application wanting to join the team. So what better way to interview you than to see you play myself?" Gwengog said tossing her the quaffle. "Anywhere good we can have a go around here?"

"Yeah, around back, I'll go get my broom and robes and then show you right to it," Ginny said racing up the stairs for her robes, and a good check on her appearance.

It wasn't five minutes later that Gwengog and Ginny were up in the air.

"Do you think anyone else would want to play? It'll be easier that way to see what you can do," Gwengog said motioning to the tall black hair figure walking out their direction.

"Harry!" Ginny called, "Go get Ron and come play!" she smiled at him.

"He's not a Weasley," Gwengog noted.

"That's Harry Potter. My fiancé." Gwengog marveled at the sight of Harry.

"You mean, the Harry Potter?" Ginny smiled and nodded her head.

"Fine, you and your brother against me and Potter," Gwengog said, "Marriage and Quidditch don't usually mix. If you can play against him and still get ten goals before we do then that'll be impressive," she said. Ginny smiled, she could do this. She hoped.

When Harry and Ron were in the air, both boys as keepers they started the game. It wasn't long before Ginny had skillfully intercepted the quaffle as it left Gwengog's hand and flew toward Ron. She swerved and dodged and bolted toward Harry.

"Don't think I'm going to let you win so easy Ginny," Harry said as Ginny pretended to throw the quaffle his direction. When he was distracted trying to block the non-existent object Ginny threw the quaffle for goal one for her.

Gwengog was just a good of a player, but Ginny playing against Harry was her biggest mistake. The score was eight to nine, Ginny in the lead, with the quaffle in hand flying toward Harry. She got just close enough to distract him, quickly kissed him and threw the quaffle behind his head and into the goal for the tenth, and winning, goal for her.

"Unfortunately, that's a very legal move in a school game Weasley, but in a professional game, it isn't allowed. Very impressive game though." Gwengog said when the four of them touched ground. "I do think that if you didn't play against him, and didn't have the fiancé card to your advantage, you still would have won fair and square. What's your favorite position?" Gwengog asked.

"I've played chaser, beater, and seeker, and honestly, they're all fun positions to play. I think chaser is my favorite though." Ginny replied.

"Well, welcome to the team, you're our new chaser," Gwengog said shaking Ginny's hand, "We have two other new recruits as well as you and now that the team is complete we'll need you to be at the Harpies pitch at ten am sharp this Saturday to meet the team and to play a little scrimmage to see how well you three really play," Gwengog smiled.

"Thank you so much, Gwengog," Ginny said, "What about school though? I have my final year to finish."

"Call me Gwen, it's easier that way. Everyone and everywhere is still recovering from the war, so we are taking this season off to train our new people and make sure we have a solid team. Quidditch was pretty much destroyed because of the war," she said sadly. "I've arranged with the Headmistress for weekend practices with you through the year as well," Gwen said. "I'll be seeing you on Saturday then," and she was off with a pop.

When Gwen was gone Ginny shrieked with happiness and hugged Harry.

"I made the team!" She exclaimed.

"What team?" Ron asked.

"The Holyhead Harpies!" she exclaimed proudly.

"Ginny, you didn't tell us that you were trying out for that," Harry said.

"You're not mad are you?" Ginny said, somber as could be.

"No love, follow your dream, don't let me stop you," he said leaning down to kiss her.

"Could you not do that in front of me?" Ron asked before their lips met.

"Could you go somewhere and make yourself useful?" Ginny smirked, closing the distance between her lips and Harry's anyways. Ron sighed. Some days he thought he never understood his sister. He went back to the house to find out when Hermione would be back from her parents house.

When they finally broke away from the kiss, Ginny had a serious look in her face.

"There's only one thing that would make this the best Christmas ever. But there is nowhere it could be done," she whispered turning her head to make sure that no one was around

"What is it that you want?" Harry asked, wondering if her answer was what he thought it might be.

"You," she said, "We can't do it here though, and you know Ron'll be watching our every move."

"There's always Grimmauld place, I can send Kreacher to Hogwarts to help. We'd be totally alone," Harry said. He had assumed correctly.

"What will we tell mum?" she wondered, "Oh!" She exclaimed.

"Yes?"

"I told mum about our engagement. She cornered me just before Gwengog got here." Harry chuckled.

"How'd that go? I'm sorry, I should have been here."

"She was rather calm. Its fine, she told me that you had gone home to change and shower. You even made it back long before dinner," Ginny smiled at him as they begun walking towards the house.

"That's it Ginny! Brilliant," Harry said when Ginny mentioned dinner. "We tell your mum I'm taking you out for dinner again."

"Again?" Ginny chuckled, "I don't know how well that'll work, we just went out a few nights ago."

"True, but it's worth a try. We'll just slip back to Grimmauld place, Kreacher makes the best dinners, and then I'll send him off."

"If you can get mum to approve it," she said smiling.

"Oi, You two!" Ron said coming up to them, "Andromeda's sent you a letter."

"Both of us?" Ginny questioned.

"Yeah, here," he threw the letter into Harry's hands and went back inside. Harry looked at Ginny before opening it.

Harry and Ginny,

I know that Remus and Dora have left you both as Teddy's Godparents. However neither of you are really old enough or responsible enough to be his permanent caregivers. I wanted to invite you over for tea later tonight to visit your godchild and meet him for the first time. He's much like his mother, his hair continues to change color, but he looks very much like Remus. The only thing is that we won't be able to tell if he inherited the wolf traits or not. I know we all hope he won't, and I know that even in his death Remus would be thrilled to know his son didn't get his curse.

Send me a reply and let me know if you'll both be in attendance.

Looking forward to seeing you more,

Andromeda Tonks

"I knew I was his godfather," Harry began.

"When you forced me from the room of requirement, I followed Tonks. She went looking for Remus and when she found him glassy eyed, looking her in the face, she must have sensed it was over for her too. She made me promise that I'd be his godmother because she wasn't sure what your fate would be," Ginny said, tears threatening to fall from her eyes. Harry kissed them away.

"Ginny, love, it'll be okay," he said. He wrapped his arms around her trying to comfort her.

"Maybe, we can wait," she said, "we should go see Teddy tonight. We have all the time in the world for each other now." Harry nodded his head. He had been looking forward for some alone time with her at Grimmauld place, but she was right, he hadn't even met his godson yet.

"Shall we send her a reply now?" Harry asked as Ginny detangled herself from Harry's arms only keeping hold of his hand. She nodded. This would be the best Christmas no matter what happened. She had Harry, that's all she could ask for.

It wasn't but six o'clock when Ginny and Harry arrived at Tonks' parent's house. Of course, it was now only dear Andromeda, since Ted died from the snatchers, and Dora herself died in battle. They stood on the doorstep about to knock when they heard a tiny cry from within.

Harry knocked on the door and it opened it to let them in. Andromeda came around the corner with a bottle.

"Come on in, I'm just getting ready to feed him," she said motioning for them to follow her into the sitting room. Harry had been here once, and the place filled him with sad memories. Andromeda lifted the baby from his crib, and placed the bottle in the child's mouth.

"How are you?" She asked as she sat down on the couch. Ginny and Harry sat in the chairs across from her.

"We've been well, how about yourself? You look worn out," Ginny said.

"I'm managing alright Mrs. Weasley, it's been a long while since I've had a baby to look after," she said. Harry had eyes only for Teddy. He was noticing that Teddy's hair was changing color, as if he wasn't sure what color he wanted it. Andromeda saw Harry's gaze.

"His hair changes depending on the people around him. When it's just the two of us, it changes depending on what he wants." She spoke softly looking at Teddy. His hair was starting to settle on a soft ginger color. Neither Ginny nor Harry knew what to say. When Teddy had finished his bottle he lay in Andromeda's arms, wide-awake, shaking his fist in the air.

"Can I hold him?" Harry asked breaking the silence. Andromeda nodded her head. Harry stood and crossed the room. He took the baby from his grandmother's arms. Teddy wasn't a little baby anymore. Harry sat down on the couch beside Andromeda and Ginny sat on the floor at his feet.

Teddy's hair stayed the ginger color it was as Andromeda passed him to his godfather's lap. He seemed to currently like it in between the color of Ginny and Harry's. Harry had a strange feeling. He couldn't explain it, but it was beginning to be intense. He was sure it had something to do with the red headed witch standing beside him.

"Can I hold him when you're done?" Ginny whispered. Teddy giggled and reached for Harry's glasses.

"You two are so serious," Andromeda said causing them to jump. Teddy started to cry.

"It's okay Teddy," Ginny said taking him from Harry. He calmed down at her touch, changing his hair color to match hers. She giggled.

Andromeda eyed Harry more before turning her attention to Ginny. She saw the ring and smiled.

"You'll make a great godparents," Andromeda whispered. Harry nodded his head. It was all he could do.

Andromeda insisted that they stay for dinner. She had been pretty lonely with just her and Teddy. During dinner she took her chance to attack.

"So, as I said earlier, you two seem so serious," she said.

"You could say that," Ginny replied.

"I can see it. The way you move, the way you both reacted to Teddy, it's clear that you're in love," Andromeda said. She chuckled to herself. "I wish you could see how you move. If he moves you adjust yourself around him and if she moves you adjust yourself around her."

"Is that bad?" Harry asked. Ginny blushed.

"Oh no dear boy, it can be intense and somewhat painful to watch, but it's not bad."

Neither Ginny nor Harry knew what to say, they believed that she was reading into their relationship more than she should. Teddy picked that moment to wake from his pre dinner nap.

"Thanks for having us for dinner Andromeda," Ginny said clearing her empty plate off the table as Andromeda handed Teddy another bottle. "Mum will be expecting me home soon." Harry only nodded his head for the seventeenth time that night.

"We'll come by and visit more often," Harry said, "Bye Teddy, be good for your dear grandmother." At this Harry could have sworn that he saw a glint of mischief in Teddy's pale blue eyes. He was definitely Remus's son.

"Bye dears, take care!" Andromeda said walking them to the door.