Ginny came through the floo, tapped her wand on the fireplace to disconnect the network and stomped upstairs deliberately making as much noise as physically possible.

Harry knew this was trouble and headed upstairs, holding the sandwich he had just finished making. He was used to her moods now. They had had a argument last month about the wedding. One day Ginny had woken up and asked what he had booked for the 7th December as quidditch training was finished and they would still be home from their honeymoon for Christmas.

That day he had booked the time off work and come home to Ginny announcing they were going to meet Dudley in three weeks time. He had shouted at her saying that she had no right to speak to anybody from his family. She had stormed out back to her flat. He had tried to apologise but she wouldn't answer any owls or the floo and when he called Callam always said she was out. She had turned up at the door two days later. As he opened the door she looked up, straight into his eyes, and beat him to speaking first. "sorry" was all she said. It had been one of the few times that he had actually heard her apologise. He didn't have time to speak before she pressed herself against him, pushing him against the wall and kicking the door shut with her foot. Hermonie had defiantly been right when she said that the make up was worth the argument, he thought he still had scratch marks on his back! He had since tried everything to get out of the meeting, even arranging to babysit Teddy for the day, but he had agreed to meet him and now Teddy was invited along for the ride as well.

This argument was a recurring one that Ginny was having with Mrs Weasley about the wedding. Ginny felt that her mother was making a mountain out of molehill, making it bigger and more complicated that needs be. He pushed open the door and saw her pacing back and forth, holding her wand out ready to stop anything in her way. She turned and looked at him

"If mum sends an owl, I'm not speaking to her"

unfortunately Harry got on with Mrs Weasley well, but also didn't want to get on the wrong side of Ginny, so he continued standing in the doorway waiting for her to speak. She continued pacing up and down, stealing one half of his sandwich and devouring it.

"What was it this time?"he said.

"Harry, if you can't be bothered enough to try and make some decisions then don't get involved in the fallout"

"Gin, I didn't do anything, Don't blame me if your upset at somebody else. Besides, you only have to ask if you want me to do anything"

"Sorry, I know it's not your fault, I'm just wound up" she paced over to the bed and chucked a cushion across the room.

"She thinks I'm about twelve." she said and sat on the edge of the bed. Harry put down the plate on the side and sat on the bed and started to massage her shoulders, hoping it would calm her down. She swatted his arms away. He took the point and moved his hands away. She moved away from him.

"Is there a compromise?" he said

"Harry, it's my wedding, I don't think I should need to compromise" he coughed. "O.K. Our wedding" she said.

"What was it about?" he said, knowing he was repeating an earlier question but wanting to know the answer now that she was calming down slightly.

"It was about my dress", " What do you think i look best in?" she questioned.

"Well, my personal favorite is nothing" he grinned and tried to move forward towards her, she moved back

"Doesn't count" she said grinning

"O.k. My shirt, first thing in the morning"

"Decision made, I'll get married in one of your shirts" she grinned, still backing away from him as he edged closer. " Mr Potter, are you trying to distract me? Do you really think you're handsome enough to distract me from a mood?"

"Well, I'd hate to fly in the face of public opinion" they both grinned and he moved forward and she moved backwards. Ginny fell of the edge of the bed. He heard a thump and squeal as she hit the ground. Harry sprang to the other side of the bed and looked at her

" You o.k. ?" he said

" I've had worse falls" she said. She put her hand up for him to help her up. He took her hand. Instead she pulled him down on the floor beside her.

" Hey, no fair" he said. She ignored this and moved up closer to him, resting her face on his chest, close enough so she could hear his heartbeat.

" Is it worth it?" she asked. He started to run his fingers through her hair

"Of course it is. Don't you want to be married?"

"Of course, it's just the ceremony I'm having problems with" , " We could elope" she said, propping herself up on her elbows and looking him straight in the eye,

"I can survive voldermort, but your family if they knew we'd run away and got married in secret, thats another thing". She hit his arm.

" So I guess I better go and see my mother and try and explain"

" Gin, you don't think that waiting and calming down will be a good idea? Maybe sleep on it. You don't want to do anything rash"

" Like you've never done anything rash! No I'm calm now and my mother always taught me never to go to sleep on an argument" This was true, no matter what the argument she always wanted some kind of resolution. Especially since the end of war, she never wanted to leave an argument up in the air as she scared something might happen, something she would never admit to. Harry knew how losing a person close to you affected your thoughts. The exception had been the argument about Dudley.

" Point taken, just be good" he said to her as she started to stand up.

" Of course I will be. Then maybe I'll come back and be a very bad girl" she said the last part as she left the room. Harry, still on the floor, shouted back

" You better be quick" he said grinning.

Apologies for my last post, i posted the uncorrected version.

Thank you for everybody's comments.

I think there's two chapters left before the wedding and i was thinking of doing the wedding from the point of view of Ron or Hermonie, so that we can see Harry and Ginny, and i can add some flashbacks of Ron and Hermonies wedding. Who do people want to see the day from Ron or Hermonies point of view?