Chapter 2: The Wedding

A/N: This chapter is the last before our trio sets out on their journey! I have had this problem on my last fanfic, there is a sex scene in this chapter. I will warn you before hand, that way if you want to avoid it you can. I will tell you right before it happens, then you can skip over it. I don't own anything Harry Potter, except this story.

Harry walked into the kitchen of the Burrow to find Ron and Hermione snogging each other senseless. The two jumped apart as their cheeks went scarlet.

"Well I was wondering when you guys were going to work that out," joked Harry.

Ron just laughed and Hermione blushed further. "When did this happen?" asked Harry indicating towards the two of them.

"Just know," Hermione said.

"Well sorry to steal your thunder mate," laughed Harry, play hitting Ron on the arm.

"Can I talk to you guys somewhere more private?" asked Harry in a serious tone.

Ron and Hermione nodded, and the trio headed for Ron's room.

Once they were alone in Ron's room Harry turned to them and said "I have been thinking a lot, I have been doing research on the founders of Hogwarts. I read about an object that disappeared about the same time Voldemort would have been making a Horcrux was a staff that belonged to Rowena Ravenclaw, in her hands it was immensely powerful. In the hands of another it wont even cast a spell."

"All staff's are like that, they require a bit of your blood to make it," Hermione said.

"Maybe I should look into that," Harry said thoughtfully.

"Why, that's very dangerous business Harry, its considered Dark Magic," said Hermione.

"The more you know about them, the easier it is to fight against it," said Harry.

"Still though, why would you need a staff?" asked Ron.

"My wand is the brother wand to Voldemort's, it wont throw a curse against his. Because they have the feather of the same phoenix," Harry said.

"Well thats interesting," said Hermione thoughtfully.

"Have you read anything on how to destroy a Horcrux? I haven't been able to find one thing," Harry said.

"I found a paragraph that said something about how it has to be damaged beyond magical repair. I don't know what that means but its something," said Hermione.

"Yeah, that's a big clue, maybe you could use the killing curse on it. That would put it beyond magical repair," said Ron.

"Good theory, but I don't think the killing curse would work. The object itself is the piece of soul, and the object isn't living. Therefore, it cant die," said Hermione.

"Maybe we could catch it on fire?" said Harry deep in thought.

"We have to be careful with what method we choose, because if you damage the object without destroying it. It has protection charms on it that go to work on you," said Hermione slowly.

"Do you think that was what was wrong with Dumbledore's arm?" asked Harry.

"I'm almost certain," said Hermione.

"The last thing I was wanting to talk to you about is where I wanted to start. I want to go to Godric's Hollow, I have a feeling that place holds some answers," said Harry.

"That sounds fine, then we should go to the Orphanage," said Hermione.

"Well we will worry about that after Godric's Hollow. I had something else in mind for after that," said Harry.

"What?" asked Ron.

"I think we should look for a house out of country, and train. Finding the Horcruxes is only half the battle, remember I have to fight him in the end," said Harry. He continued on by saying, "Even while we are in hiding, we can still hunt for the Horcruxes."

"That's a brilliant idea," said Hermione.

"Where are we going to go," said Ron.

"Well, just because we are going to war, doesn't mean we shouldn't have any fun. I say we go to Amsterdam," Ron said.

"Ronald, your such a prude!" exclaimed Hermione.

"How about Venice, or Paris?" Harry suggested.

"I've always wanted to visit Paris," Harry said.

"Yeah lets go to Paris," Hermione said looking at Ron with a longing look.

Harry noticed the look Hermione gave Ron and realized when they got to Paris, he would be the third wheel. Even worse, Paris was a city of love and Romance. Harry didn't think he could put up with that for to long.

"Paris it is then," said Ron.

"What's this about Paris?" asked a bemused Ginny from the doorway.

"Oh nothing," stammered Hermione. She was the first to recover from the shock of Ginny's presence.

Harry could do nothing but stare, he had been dreading this moment for weeks. He missed the feel of her touch, the taste of her kiss. He wished that she could go to Paris with them.

"Hi-- Ginny," Harry said awkwardly.

"Oh hey Harry, didn't see you there. When did you get here?" said Ginny.

"Oh I just arrived, how have you been?" asked Harry.

Ron and Hermione exchanged glances and slowly made their way to the door.

"Well okay I guess, not that you care!" Ginny said offhand.

"Ginny you know I care! I cant stop thinking about you, I think, well I think that I was falling for you," Harry said quickly.

Ginny's expression changed quickly, "Then why wont you just be with me!"

"I cant Ginny, not right know, I have to much on my plate already. I would want nothing more than to be with you, but there is a war going on!" said Harry, reaching forward and grabbing her hand in his.

"Why do you make this so difficult?" Ginny asked.

"Ginny, I wish I could tell you the truth, I want nothing more than to do that. I just cant, the only way that we can be together is after this war! I have responsibilities, things that Dumbledore left me to do," Harry said.

Ginny stepped a little closer and said, "Harry, I am old enough to protect myself! I'm sure that I could help you do whatever it is you have to do! Let me help! I'm a victim too remember?"

"Ginny, I wish you could, but if Voldemort knew about us---" Harry started but was interrupted.

"Voldemort is your excuse for everything Harry!" Ginny said indignantly.

"IT'S BECAUSE I HAVE TO KILL HIM!! There's a prophecy! I'm the only person who can kill him, and he's the only one who can kill me! Now that's all I can tell you, I have told you enough!" Harry made to walk away, Ginny blocked his advance and pressed forward. Ginny leaned up and planted her lips on Harry's. Harry stood for a moment before he responded, then he wrapped his arms around her. Pulling her to his chest. Harry didn't think that any of the times they kissed at Hogwarts held anything against this one.

Alright, those of you who don't like sex scenes, skip to the next line of bold print:

Ginny hands made there way up Harry's chest and into his hair, she pressed her tongue on Harry's bottom lip. Harry opened his mouth further to allow Ginny's tongue to explore his mouth. Ginny felt Harry's hands sliding down her back, coming to a rest on her ass. Ginny giggled as Harry squeezed, massaging her ass with his hands. Harry felt Ginny's right hand leave his hair, and slide down his chest, then under his belt line. Ginny grasped Harry's member and pumped it a couple times.

"Oh Ginny," Harry breathed as she pumped some more. The next thing Harry knew he was laying on Ron's bed, and his pants were sliding off.

"Ginny--!" Harry started but she shushed him. He could only obey.

"We really cant do this right know," Harry said, but as soon as the sentence left his mouth, Ginny slid her mouth over his throbbing member.

"Oh my God!" was all Harry could say as he watched Ginny's head bounce up and down.

Harry was looking down into Ginny's eyes as she was sucking away. Every know and then grazing the tip with her tongue. Harry was about to go, he couldn't last much longer.

"Oh Ginny! I'm cumming!" Harry moaned out.

Ginny only sucked harder, she started going up and down faster. She closed her hand around the shaft and started pumping in time with her head. Harry grunted, and started bucking his hips against Ginny's head. Harry moaned out loud as he let go in Ginny's mouth, she sucked and licked a little longer, then she slid up beside Harry.

Harry didn't even think twice as he rolled over on top of Ginny. He pulled her shirt over her head, and then unclasped her bra. He pulled it off, then looked down at Ginny's breast. They were so beautiful Harry thought. They were about a handful, with little pink nipples. Harry descended his lips onto one, massaging the other with his hand. He took turns over each nipple, then kissed down her belly. He slowly pulled her pants down, then he pulled her panties down. Harry leaned forward and took her clit into his mouth, sucking, nibbling, and licking. Harry had his left hand on her breast, and he had just stuck a finger inside of her. Harry pulled it in and out, continuing his licking and sucking of her clit. Ginny was trembling, Her left hand tangled in Harry's hair, the other clutching the bedspread. Ginny pulled a pillow over her face so that she could muffle her moans. Which were steadily increasing with each lick, and thrust of finger. Ginny squirmed and trembled, then pulled Harry's face closer to her pussy as she came. Harry cleaned her up with a couple licks, then joined her, moving up beside her on the bed.

The scene is over:

After they were fully clothed again, Ginny said, "So, are we together now?"

"Why are you so stubborn? I wish we could be together but we cant. I'm so sorry Ginny, but we cant be together right know," Harry wished he hadn't said that because Ginny reared back and smacked Harry hard. She then stood and ran from the room.

Harry sat in silence for a few minutes, trying to digest all that had just happened. He really did wish that Ginny could come with them to Paris. Harry got up and walked down the stairs, he joined the rest of the Weasley's last minute preparations. The wedding was the next day, and they still had things to get ready.

A gigantic tent was set in the back yard, but the ground was covered in white marble instead of grass. White pews covered a third of it, with a little patch of hardwood in one area. To serve as the dance floor, a stage was set up in the corner. A band was already practicing for the for the real deal. Between the white pews and the dance floor a little white gazebo with a domed roof sat. White roses where twined around the posts, with white lilies on both sides of the gazebo. A row was directly cut between the white pews in the direction of the gazebo. Red carpet was lain down the path up to the gazebo.

Harry was very excited, never before had he attended a wedding. The Delacour's had taken the liberty to buy Harry a tux for the wedding. They had actually paid for everything, they even paid for the tuxes of all the Weasleys. It was going to be a great wedding. Harry couldn't wait to see what Ginny was going to look like. She was going to be a bridesmaid, behind Fleur's little sister Gabrielle. Harry's mind was still spinning with his encounter with Ginny, he was currently outside de-gnoming. Ron and Hermione hadn't surfaced from wherever it was they had snuck off to. Harry was getting kind of annoyed of their newfound interest in each other. He knew it would only get worse with time, and once they got in Paris, if they continued at this rate, it would be all they did.

He finished his task and walked to the garden, were he saw Ginny weeding it.

"Ginny, I just want to say I'm sorry for earlier. I shouldn't have lead you on," Harry said.

"Harry, I know your going to Paris. I don't know why, but Hermione filled me in. She is trying to persuade Ron into letting me go with you," Ginny said.

"Ginny, you cant, you will be in dan-" started Harry before being interrupted.

"Your going into hiding!!" cried Ginny. "No one said I was coming into the final battle!"

Harry thought over what she had just said, "I want you to come with us, I cant be with those two alone. Especially in Paris!"

Ginny rushed forward into Harry's arms, "Be mine Harry Potter!"

"I'm all yours Ginny," Harry said as their lips met.

EBC

Over in the edge of the forest Hermione and Ron watched the exchange between Harry and Ginny. Ron's arms were wrapped around Hermione, her arms around his waist. Her head on his chest.

"I told you Harry still cared for her," Hermione said.

"Well lets hope we are not making a mistake by letting her come with us," Ron said.

"We will be far from this war, Ron, we will be in Paris. Voldemort will not expect us to be there," Hermione said.

"Its just she's my little sis Mione, I don't want anything to happen to her," said Ron looking down into Hermione's eyes.

"Well lets get a move on, there are still things that need to be done!" Hermione said.

EBC

Harry woke up and felt very anxious, he was ready to hit the road. His plan was to go to Diagon Alley, grab some seventh year spell books. Also any books on the founders, and some advanced spell books. Then they were going to a realtor, and looking for houses in Paris. Under the name of James Weasley, of course he would have to use glammor charms on his face. Hermione would have to help him there, seeing as his birthday was a week off. That gave them a week to figure out some kind of game plan. They needed to make a list of things they would need for a house. Harry wanted to be in the new house by his birthday. So until they moved in, Harry figured they could stay at Grimmauld Place. The day flew by, and soon the wedding was upon them. The guests were starting to arrive, the white pews were filling up. Harry was sitting close to the front, on the Weasley's side, which was the left side.

The ceremony began, Bill Weasley walked up the carpeted path with his father beside him. Ron and the other Weasleys who were part of the wedding were up at the alter waiting, so were the Bridesmaids. Ginny did look absolutely ravishing! She wore a dress with spaghetti straps, it was a creamy looking purple. It was a light shade of purple, and she had a silver necklace that had a purple diamond pendant. The necklace had matching ear rings, and the dress hugged Ginny's curves so nicely. The front was cut in a v, and a little cleavage showed. Harry smiled, she was all his, she was gorgeous.

A little boy with a mop of red hair, and a girl with silvery blonde hair walked down the path. Dropping white lily petals as they went. Music started as they joined the people at the alter, Fleur walked under the tent. She looked stunning, well being part veela helped too. She wore a white dress, that was skin tight. It was made of a very light fabric, that seemed to float as she moved. Her dress trailed behind her as she walked closer to her soon to be Husband. Harry looked up at Bill, his face was still scared. Anger swelled in Harry, Fenir Greyback had done that. Harry swore to end this war as soon as possible.

The clergyman spoke his piece, then Bill and Fleur spoke their vows. They were pronounced man and wife, and then kissed. The reception followed, Harry stayed with Ginny. They danced and danced, and danced some more. Harry and Ginny both congratulated Bill and Fleur, and a couple people even congratulated them! Harry noticed that Ron and Hermione were by each others sides constantly. Everyone was drinking wine, except for the children, Harry's and Ginny's minds were a bit fuzzy. When everyone finally started clearing out, Harry and Ginny went outside to the little pond by the edge of the forest. It was a very beautiful night, the moon was full, and the stars were shining bright. Harry held Ginny for an eternity.

Then he spoke to her in a whisper of a serious tone, "Tell Hermione that we are leaving bright and early, we will leave your Mom a note. We should get up about three, then we will head to Grimmauld Place. Then we will start our shopping spree!"

"Alright, but before I go I want to say something to you," Ginny whispered.

"What Baby?" asked Harry.

"I love you," Ginny said.

"I love you too," Harry said.

They kissed, and headed for the house. They parted ways on the staircase, and Harry continued up. It was only about nine, but Harry wanted to get a goods nights rest. He had a busy day ahead of him. When he got to the door he heard muffled sounds from inside Ron's room. Harry figured it was only Hermione and Ron talking about what they were going to do the next day. But when he opened the door he wished he hadn't. Ron was on top of Hermione and they were snogging heavily, they jumped apart as the door opened.

"Blimey cant you knock mate?" asked Ron.

"Sorry Ron, I didn't think you guys would be doing that!" Harry said in his own defense.

Hermione kissed Ron, then hopped up and walked from the room muttering goodnight to Harry.

"Ron, better get to bed mate. We have to get up about three. I want to get out of here before everyone wakes up. Your Mom is going to kill us!" Harry said, climbing in to bed.

"Does it really have to be that early?" pleaded Ron.

"Don't worry, we are going to Grimmauld Place first. We can go back to sleep when we get there.

"Oh ok, night mate," said Ron.

"Night," replied Harry.

EBC

A/N:

Well that's chapter 2, I worked pretty hard on that chapter, it was a lot longer than the first. I appreciate all those who are reading. Things are going to get much better now that they are about to set off. Don't forget to review, even if its to tell me I suck! Well I hope you don't take it that far. Once they get to Paris, we will see more of Ron and Hermione. I was just establishing the relationships in this chapter.

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