Chapter 9- Mr and Mrs Potter

ONE YEAR LATER

Ginny and Harry were now living at a highly decorated and normal-looking Grimmauld Place.

It was ten o' clock in the evening and Harry was sitting at the kitchen table, reading The Daily Prophet.

Ginny came in. She was only wearing a T-shirt which exposed her legs.

Harry grabbed her and lifted her up onto the kitchen worktop. He kissed her neck whilst his left hand stroked her stomach under her T-shirt.

She had her legs wrapped round Harry's waist, when a knock came at the door.

Harry tried to pull away, but Ginny pulled him into another kiss. He kissed her cheek and walked off.

"I'll be upstairs in five minutes, I promise."

She stalked up the stairs as Harry opened the door. Ron and Hermione came in, a bit wet.

"Man, I can't believe your marrying Gin to days." Said Ron, subconsciously twirling Hermione's hair.

"Yes, it's just wonderful!"

"Listen, guys, why don't you two go to your rooms-Gin and I have some...er...unfinished business to do." He winked at Hermione, who grinned, but Ron looked as if he was about to vomit slugs again.

Harry bounded up the stairs, two at a time, till he came to the master bedroom.

He found Ginny, lying on the bed, in a short red dressing gown. She smiled at him as he jumped into bed.

The next morning, Ginny and Harry walked downstairs, holding hands.

Ron looked angrily at them.

"You know, if you and my sister are gonna be ... doing stuff, can't you try and keep it down! Me and 'Mione were trying to sleep!"

"Trying to sleep my arse!" retorted Ginny back.

Hermione and Ron blushed heavily.

Later in the evening, Hermione took Ginny back to the Burrow.

"Bye. I'll miss you" he said at the door.

She kissed him passionately up against the door.

Ron rolled his eyes, but Hermione smiled.

The next morning, Harry got dressed into dress robes and saw Ron in his.

"You still remember your dress robes from the Yule Ball?"

"Trying to forget, mate!"

About three hours later, Harry was waiting at the altar. Ginny came in and the crowd stood up. She was wearing a Japanese dress and had her hair tied up in a bun with a large pin. She looked heavenly.

Ron was best man and Hermione, Fleur and Gabrielle Delacour walked up behind her as bridesmaids. Mr Weasley was walking her up the aisle.

When she was opposite Harry, it took a nudge from Ron to realise he had to tear away from her gaze and say his vows.

"Ginny, when I met you, ten years ago at King Cross Station, you were just my best friends sister. But then, four years, ago I realised more and more about you and I loved you from then on. I'm so sorry that I didn't realise this sooner.

But it's out in the open now. I love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you."

"Harry, from the moment I saw you, I thought I fancied you-more than Ron fancied Hermione (the crowd laughed and Ron blushed). But I didn't fancy you. I loved you. And from the moment you grabbed me a kissed me after we won the Quidditch cup four years ago, I realised if I was not to spend my life with you, than I would spend it with no one else."

"Ginevra Weasley, do you take Harry Potter to be your lawful, wedded husband in sickness and in health?" asked the wizard at the altar.

"I do."

"Harry Potter, do you take Ginevra Weasley to be your lawful, wedded wife in sickness and in health?"

"I do."

They exchanged rings.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the-oh!"

Harry swept her off her feet and snogged her.

The congregation clapped and the celebrations began.

Later that evening, Harry was packing for the honeymoon, which was tomorrow. Ginny came in put her arms around him from behind.

"Ah, miss Potter." Smiled Harry , as he turned around.

She kissed him hard, her legs on his waist. Harry picked her up and placed her on the bed, but she wrestled with him. As usual, he ended up defeated.

"You remember our first kiss?" she asked as she playfully rubbed his chest.

"You know, my memory seems to have failed me. Why don't you show me?"

She grinned and they kissed once more.

Harry drew his wand and pointed it at her top and whispered "Aguamenti."

It was immediately soaked.

"Oh, sorry. I guess that will have to come off now?" He grinned, pulling off her top.