Surprise!
Ginny was going to eviscerate him. Who did he think he was, Ron? She snorted as she stormed through the front door of Grimmauld Place and tore through the house, searching for her boyfriend.
"POTTER! You'd better have a damn good excuse for forgetting our one ye-" Ginny's jaw dropped as she stood in the doorway of the dining room.
"Happy anniversary, love," Harry said with a smile, looking more delectable than the feast spread out on the table. Ginny wasted no time in launching herself at him.
"You're early," he laughed between kisses.
"Shut up."
Dinner lay quite forgotten.