Chapter Five
Ginny grinned as she chatted to Katie Bell and Angelina Johnson over pumpkin juice at the Three Broomsticks. She was ecstatic that things with Harry were back on track and her fellow Holyhead Harpies teammates were eager to delve into wedding discussions.

"Do you know where you're having the ceremony yet?" Katie asked. Ginny took a sip of her pumpkin juice before answering.

"I think at the Forest of Dean," she said confidently, mentally planning to ask Harry about it later.

***

Luna giggled as George kicked the bedroom door closed. She'd been planning to meet Ginny at the Three Broomsticks this afternoon but George had Apparated out of nowhere and asked if she wanted to come over. Kissing George was much more fun than drinking pumpkin juice and catching up on gossip.

"Are you sure you're ready?" George asked between kisses as he held her against the wall.

"Do you even need to ask that?" Luna whispered, reaching for the button on her blouse. George was happy to finish undoing it for her as she entwined her fingers in his hair. Her shirt was on the floor and she was being kissed like she'd never been kissed before. George carried her over to the bed and she sank down into the pillows.

***

Hermione was stressing over her appearance, which was unusual. She usually just wore a long black cloak over slacks and a blouse, but since Ron had invited her for a special dinner date she thought she'd jazz up her image a little. It was a shame Ginny and Luna weren't here because this was the sort of thing they'd love to help her out with. Ginny had been hanging out with her Holyhead Harpies friends and Luna had been MIA when Hermione stopped by her office so she wasn't sure what had called her away.

She settled on a tame black dress with flats and ran a comb through her hair. Her makeup was light so she grabbed her bag and Apparated to the Burrow where she was meeting Ron. The house was strangely quiet but she walked up to the door, expecting Ron to be hanging around inside.

"Hermione, is that you?" Ron asked from the darkness. The interior of the house was obscured from view as Hermione carefully made her way inside.

"Ron. What's going on?" Hermione asked curiously. She didn't hesitate when a hand grabbed hers and pulled her forward. All of a sudden the lights came on and she was surrounded by familiar faces.

"Surprise!" they cried. Directly in front of her were Ginny, Katie Bell and Angelina Johnson. She recognised many people from the Ministry including Dean Thomas, Cho Chang and Padma Patil. She was glad that nobody had extended the invitation to Draco Malfoy, though Pansy Parkinson and Daphne Greengrass were indulging in the free drinks. Neville was sitting glumly in a corner nursing a glass of Firewhisky.

"Congratulations 'ermione. Zis must be such a great 'onour for you," a familiar voice purred as she enveloped Hermione in a hug. When she drew back Hermione could see the long blonde hair and creamy face of Fleur Delacour. She was a little surprised that Fleur had come all the way out from Shell Cottage, especially with her six month old baby Victoire. Bill was cradling his little girl in the corner as the nearest witches cooed over her.

Hermione was bounced from person to person who congratulated her and asked what she planned to do as the new Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. She was just glad that nobody had invited her parents, who might find it difficult to interact with the wizards and witches present. Who she really wanted to find though was Luna, who was pulling a disappearing act tonight. Luna was always one for a good party, so where on earth was she?

***

Luna tangled herself up in the sheets, a silly grin on her face. She loved her life right now. Everything was completely perfect. She had a perfect boyfriend, a perfect job and perfect friends. Could life get any better?

"Luna. Can I get you anything?" George asked from the doorway. Luna shook her head, her curls bouncing. She wrapped the sheet around herself and walked over to her incredibly handsome boyfriend.

"You are perfect," she whispered, pressing her head to his chest. He wrapped his arms around her protectively and she seriously felt like she was floating on air. As a witch it could happen, but for now her feet were firmly planted on the ground and they were hopefully going to stay there for a long time.

***

When Ginny awoke on Tuesday morning she already had a smile on her face. She'd fallen asleep at Number Twelve Grimmauld Place in Harry's arms after a fantastic night at Hermione's party. However she was now alone in the bed and sat up quickly. A scroll of parchment tied with a purple ribbon was sitting on the pillow. She tied the ribbon through her red hair and unrolled the parchment.

Ginny,
I love you. I will always love you and the day we are married will only make me love you even more. Even though I have to go, I will see you tonight. If you wait for me at our tree I'll show you just how much I love you.
Yours,
Harry

Ginny thought her heart would just melt as she read Harry's letter. What mix of luck and fate had combined to give her the sweetest wizard in the world to call her own? She was barely nineteen and in just a few weeks she was going to be married to the man of her dreams and begin their life together. She was rereading the letter when Luna's tawny owl zoomed into the room and dropped a Howler on the bed.

"GET YOUR BUTT TO MY OFFICE RIGHT NOW!" Luna's voice cried. It didn't sound mad, just anxious. They frequently sent each other Howlers when there was an "emergency" situation that they needed to update on or if they just needed advice.

Ginny grabbed her wand off the dresser and magicked herself to look presentable. She used to laugh about the fact that her two best friends were both dating her brothers, but now she was so used to it that she could endure discussions about romantic dates, intimate conversations and even steamy nights.

It didn't take her long to Apparate into the Atrium at the Ministry of Magic. It was bustling with witches and wizards on their way to work so she made her way through the crowd to the elevator. Luna's office was only down one level so she didn't have to stand in the cramped elevator for long.

Luna was at her desk, a sappy grin on her face as she fielded calls for the Minister for Magic. When she saw Ginny she tapped her headset with her wand and tossed it absentmindedly over her shoulder.

"What's bubbling your pumpkin juice?" Ginny asked in amusement. She loved seeing her best friend like this because when she was happy, she made everyone happy. Luna was even twirling her hair around her finger.

"George is perfect," she sighed, twirling around her finger. Ginny rolled her eyes but Luna was too busy daydreaming to notice. She had her own guy to daydream about anyway. Luna was too absorbed in her daydreams to talk to Ginny so she sat down across from her at the desk and went into her own mind. In her mind she was alone with Harry in the Forest of Dean and everything was, well, pretty much perfect.