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Chapter Seven: A Summers Beginning,

Harry and Ginny stepped off Platform 9 ¾ , at Kings Cross Station. Harry looked around to see if he could spot his unruly relatives. Suddenly, he spotted them; hiding in the corner by the entrance doors. Harry looked over at Ginny and smiled; Ginny took his hand in hers and smiled reassuringly. 'It's going to be ok Harry. I'm right here.' Harry took in a deep breath and started walking towards the Dursley's. He heard someone calling for himself and Ginny. They both turned around to see a very frantic Molly Weasley.

"Mum, is everything okay?" Ginny asked her mother. Molly nodded and said, "We told Dumbledore, that we would take you to Harry's aunt and uncle." Ginny nodded; however, she could feel the tension coming from Harry, through the bond.

'Calm down, Harry. Mums just making sure we will be treated right this summer. You can't blame her for that.' Harry nodded; he knew that Ginny was right. Mrs. Weasley thought of him, as one of her own son's. Even before the bond, she always made him feel like family. The three of them walked over to where Mr. and Mrs. Dursley were standing. Petunia looked at her nephew, than at his new wife. She was shocked at how much she resembled Lily. Petunia smiled at her nephew and asked, "Did you have a pleasant trip home, Harry?" Harry was taken back, never once had his aunt asked him something like that. Harry just nodded.

"Well, good." She said, she turned her attention to Ginny. "You must be Ginny." Ginny nodded, not really sure what to make of Mrs. Dursleys new found kindness.

"It's a pleasure to meet you dear. This is my husband, Vernon, and my son, Dudley." Ginny looked at the two over weight men standing in front of her.

"It's a pleasure to meet you as well." Ginny said, in the most sincere voice she could manage. The Dursley looked at Harry and Ginny and told them to follow them out to the car. Ginny turned around to face her mother.

"I'll miss you mum." Ginny said. Molly started to have tears in her eyes as she took Ginny in for one of her bone crushing hugs.

"I'll miss you too dear. But don't fret, you'll be back soon. Harry will be by your side every day." Molly said to her youngest child.

"Write to me mum, every day." Molly nodded and gave Ginny one last bone crushing hug. Molly than turned to Harry and said. "You take care of my little girl, Harry." Harry nodded, "I will Mrs. Weasley." Molly opened her arms to Harry; he walked towards her and accepted her hug.

"You let us know if something happens, yes, Harry." Harry nodded to his mother-in-law. "Alright, off you two go. I believe we taken up too much of your relative's time." Molly let go of Harry and watched as they walked towards the Dursleys.

Dudley couldn't stop looking at Ginny, which after a while started to bug her to know end. Harry could feel Ginny's discomfort, 'Don't worry Gin, he's probably shocked that I have a wife, as beautiful as you are.'

'Don't you make excuse for him, Harry Potter, he's creeping me out.' Ginny said. Harry squeezed her hand reassuringly, 'I won't let him touch you, Gin.' Ginny slowly started to calm down. 'You're the only one who can touch me, Harry.' Harry started to get bright red in his face, pondering every possible meaning of that phrase.

Once they made it to the car, Harry opened the door for him, Ginny and Dudley. Dudley slid in first; Ginny looked over at Harry, 'I really don't want to sit next to your cousin, Harry.' Harry nodded, and slid in between Dudley and Ginny, she smiled at Harry as she sat next to him. Harry took her hand in his, and laid it on his lap.

The car ride back to the Dursley's home was a quiet one. Harry paid no attention to what his aunt and uncle were saying. Instead, he thought about Ginny, and what this summer would mean for them. He knew that they would have more time for each other, which was something that he was looking forward too. Ginny, was coming more important to him than he could ever imagine. Her presence soothed him, he couldn't explain it. He wasn't even sure he wanted to, he liked the feeling that being around Ginny gave him. Harry was perfectly happy watching Ginny stare out the window. In that moment, he was perfectly happy. Ginny seemed to feel his happiness, she turned to face him and smiled at him.

'What's on your mind, Mr. Potter?' She asked him. Harry, for some reason, liked it when Ginny would call him, Mr. Potter.

'You are, Mrs. Potter. I was thinking about this summer, and how happy I am that you're going to be here joining me. I don't think I've been this happy since…I was told that I was a wizard.' Ginny's smile widened.

'Careful Mr. Potter, I might actually think that you're starting to fall in love with me.' Ginny giggled. Harry returned the small laugh. The Dursley's all looked at the pair like they were going bonkers.

'So what if I am, Mrs. Potter?' Ginny laughed; there was nothing else she could say to that. Instead, Harry lifted her hand, and gave it a soft, tender kiss. She blushed, a deep red.

'Still, after all this time?' Harry asked teasingly. Ginny nodded and said, 'You just have that effect on me Harry Potter.' Harry smiled at her.

Eventually, they made it to Number four, Privite Drive. Ginny got of the car first, Harry followed behind her; his hand, never leaving hers. Harry and Ginny followed the Dursley's into the house.

"I'm going to show Ginny to our room." Harry said to his aunt and uncle. Petunia nodded and said that dinner would be ready in an hour. Harry nodded at his aunt, and started to walk up to the stairs.

"This wasn't what I was expecting, Harry." Harry chuckled at her and said, "Believe me, neither was I." Harry walked Ginny up to his room and opened the door. Inside, there was a desk, dresser, and a very small bed, if you could even call it that.

"Harry, there's no way we can fit onto that little cot." Ginny said. Harry laughed at her and said, "Ginny, have you forgotten, were allowed to do magic now." Ginny did forget, Harry let out a small giggle, he pulled out his wand and said, 'Engorgio,' the cot grew at least two sizes. Ginny, looked over at Harry and smiled.

"That will do." Harry chuckled at his wife. Harry grabbed his and Ginny's trunks out of his pockets and enlarged them. He looked thoughtfully for a moment before turned to Ginny and said, "Normally, I just live out of this trunk, but I do have a dresser. What do you think we should do?" Harry asked her. Ginny thought about it for a moment, she didn't want to make Harry feel uncomfortable, so instead she just said, "Whatever you think is best. I can live out of my trunk, until we get to Grimmald Place." Harry nodded in agreement, than he put Ginny's trunk and his under the bed.

Ginny looked out his window; she saw the whole neighborhood look exactly alike. "Harry?" Ginny asked. Harry looked over to where Ginny was looking. "What is it?" He asked. Ginny, didn't turn around, instead just asked, "Why do all the muggle neighborhoods all look alike?" Harry never thought of it before, and then again, going to the Burrow almost every summer, he understood what Ginny was talking about.

"I'm not sure Gin, I guess its cause no muggle wants to stand out?" Harry said. Not really sure how to answer her question. It was just normal for muggles to have house that resembled each other. Ginny just nodded and added, "I guess there's still a lot about muggles that I don't understand." Harry looked over at her, suddenly; he felt a sense of sadness through the bond.

"What's wrong Gin?" Harry asked her. She didn't say anything, She wasn't sure if she wanted to bring up the subject she wanted to talk about. In the distance, she saw a snowy owl coming towards Number Four Privit Drive; it was Hedwig. Ginny looked behind her to see Harry looking behind her; his smile widened as he saw his faithful owl. When Hedwig approached the window, Ginny let her in. On her leg was a letter. Harry walked over to the window, and untied the letter that she was carrying. Ginny patted Hedwig on the head, and began stroking her feathers. Harry smiled at her, and looked at the letter that had just come.

"It's from Gringrotts. Ginny, it's addressed to both of us." Harry said. Ginny walked over to him, and sat on the bed. Harry slowly opened the letter and began reading out loud the contents of what the letter had stated.

Dear Mr. and Mrs. ,

It has come to our attention, that you have become soul-bonded. On behalf of the Goblin Nation, I offer my congratulation's. It is definitely a rare occurrence that two people find their mates in the same generations. Since you both have reached adulthood, in the eyes of the Goblin Nation, I insist that you came to Gringotts, at your earliest convenience. There are many matters to be addressed, and after all, time is money. Please let me know when you can come to Gringrotts.

Sincerely,

Ranhook

Senior Manager at Gringrotts Bank

Harry put down the letter and looked over at Ginny, "I wonder what Ranhook wants to discuss with us." Ginny said. Harry just shrugged and said, "I think I should write to Sirius and ask him to come with us. I doubt that Aunt Petunia, or Uncle Vernon would want to come with." Ginny nodded.

"Besides, they can't do anything if Voldemort decides to attack us." Ginny said. Harry didn't think about that one, but he supposed that it was a good opportunity to get attacked. Harry grabbed a piece of parchment, his quill and some ink. Harry first looked over at Ginny, "You need a code name. We don't want people to connect the dots that you're here."

"Well, I don't even know what would be a good code name. Well, maybe, big red." Ginny said laughing. Harry shook his head, though he had a small smile on his face.

"That's too obvious Gin, the Marauders, all had code names based on their Patronus or animagus forms. Like Sirius is Padfoot, my dad was Prongs, Remus's is Mooney, and Peter was Wormtail. Remember, my dad decided to call me Prongs Jr.?" Harry said. Ginny thought long and hard for a moment. Her Patronus is a white horse, what could she possibly call herself; then it hit her.

"Snow flake. It could be a nice name for a horse, and besides, my horse is white, and I love snowflakes." Ginny said. Harry smiled at her. "Very nice, I like it." Harry began to write to Sirius.

Dear Padfoot,

I hope things are going well. I'm not sure what you told my relatives, but they sure are treating Snow flake (my wife) and I well. We just a letter from Gringrotts, and were wondering if you could accompany us tomorrow afternoon to Diagon Alley. Please let us know soon, Ranhook said it was urgent business.

Prongs Jr. and Snow flake.

Harry handed the letter to Ginny to look over, with a nod of approval, Harry looked over at Hedwig. She hopped over on her perch and stretched out her leg for the letter.

"Take this to Padfoot, girl." Hedwig hooted him, and flew out into the dusk. Ginny looked back over at Harry, "She's such a good owl Harry." Harry nodded.

There was a knock on the door; Ginny went to answer it, while Harry plopped onto his bed. It was good to have Ginny here with him this summer holiday. It definitely won't be boring having her around. Lost in his train of thought he heard Ginny tell him that his aunt was at the door, he looked over to her.

"Hello dear, just coming to tell you that supper is ready. Would you two like to join us?" Ginny looked over at Harry, he nodded. Harry got up to join Ginny, she slipped her hand into his; they began walking down into the dining room. When they entered the room, they noticed that they have been placed together, that and Vernon didn't look too pleased that Harry and Ginny were joining them for supper. Ginny sat down next to Harry, a bit uncomfortable, Harry just squeezed Ginny's hand.

After the nightly prayer, they began to eat the ham, mashed potatos, carrots, and corn. Ginny, piled on the food to both their plates, while Harry, poured them both a glass of milk. Vernon, Petunia, and Dudley, all looked confusingly at the two. Never before have they seen two people perfectly in sync with each other. Petunia was the first one to speak to the pair, "So, Ginny, how do like our home?" Ginny looked over at the horse-faced women.

"It's very welcoming. It's calmer than my own home. I have six siblings, so it gets a bit noisy." She said.

"Six? Good heavens that's a lot." Said Petunia.

"Yes, mame, but there's never a dull moment. Being the youngest, I saw all the pranks my brothers would play and it was entertaining to watch them." Petunia smiled.

"Vernon and I both only had one sibling, we both had sisters." Harry looked up at his Aunt. Never before had he heard her talk about his mother; Sirius must have really gotten to her.

"Mrs. Dursley..." Ginny started to say, "Please dear, just call me Petunia." Ginny smiled.

"Petunia, I don't mean to make any one uncomfortable, but I was wondering…could you tell me about Harry's mum? So many people tell me that I remind them of Lily. I'm just curious about how much we are alike." Harry looked over to Ginny, a part of him wanted to know too, maybe that's why he couldn't be mad that she asked his aunt this question. Vernon coughed and looked over at his wife. Vernon, never liked talking about the Potters. Petunia smiled at Ginny and said, "Perhaps later dear, over a night's tea?" Ginny nodded. Truth is, Petunia wanted to tell this young girl all about her sister. She looked just like Lily, and she made a secret promise to herself and Lily, that she would get to know her nephew and now niece. Though, she knew it was going to make up for the years of abuse, she would at least that Harry would forgive her in time.

"So, what are your plans for tomorrow?" Petunia asked. Harry looked over at his aunt in confusion. This was the first time that his aunt asked him, what he wanted to do instead of handing him a list of horrid chores that had to be done at a certain time; otherwise he would face the wrath of uncle Vernon.

"Don't you have chores for us to do tomorrow, Aunt Petunia?" Harry asked. Petunia looked over at her nephew. Her face suddenly saddened at the memories of making Harry do so many chores.

"No Harry, I've decided that this is your summer, yours and Ginny's that is. I won't make you do them if you don't want to. However, I wouldn't mind the help. "Harry looked like he was going to pass out. This was such a huge change in his aunt. He looked over to see his uncle; his face was a bright red. He was furious at his wife's announcement. Ginny, feeling the tension in the room looked over to Petunia again, "What kind of things would you need help with, Petunia. I've always had to do chores around the house with my brothers, so I don't mind helping." Another thing about Ginny that Harry liked about her, her heart. She was giving his aunt a chance. Maybe, he should do the same.

"Oh, just some cleaning here and there, maybe you could help me in the kitchen sometimes Ginny." Ginny smiled and told her, "I'm not a very good cook. I mean, I've learned a little baking form my mum, but that's about it."

"Well, if you like, I could teach you some recipes that my mother handed down to me." Ginny smiled.

"I'd like that very much." Harry smiled. He was glad that, for the most part, Ginny was being welcomed into the Dursley's. He looked over at his aunt; she seemed to be enjoying the company that Ginny was giving her. He remembered what his aunt had asked them.

"Were planning on going to Diagon Alley tomorrow, the wizard bank sent us a letter saying that he would like to meet with us. Sirius, hopefully, will be able to take us, otherwise we can't go." Harry said."

"Why couldn't you go without Sirius?" Petunia asked. Harry was about to answer when Ginny interrupted him.

"It's not safe outside these walls to go by ourselves. We'll need some protection." Petunia looked frightened for a minute.

"Your world seems so dangerous. I don't know how you kids can manage it." Petunia said, supper was starting to wrap up, so Vernon and Dudley left the three in the dining room to clean up the mess.

"It wasn't always like this. My mum told me once that our two worlds used to live in peace. It's just…"

"…Voldemort." Harry finished Ginny's sentence. Petunia looked even more frightened than before.

"He was the man that killed your parents, right Harry." Harry nodded. He wasn't sure if his relatives knew who killed his parents, but it turns out that they had. Harry and Ginny started to help Petunia clean the dishes and put the food away. For once, Harry didn't mind cleaning up after his relatives. Once everything was cleaned up and Aunt Petunia put on the kettle for the nights tea, Harry looked over to Ginny and said, "I'm going to see if Hedwig's returned with a reply from Sirius. Ginny nodded.

Harry ran up the stairs and into his room, there sitting on top of her perch was Hedwig with a note tied to her leg. Harry reached for it, and patted Hedwig's feathers. He unrolled the parchment and began to read.

Prongs Jr. and Snowflake,

First of all, I'm glad that your relatives are treating you with respect, especially your aunt. As for Diagon Alley, I would be glad to go with you guys. These are dangerous times, and having extra protection couldn't hurt. I will be arriving by floo tomorrow at noon. Until then, have a good rest of the night.

Padfoot.

'Sirius said he would come with us.' Harry said to Ginny. 'That's wonderful Harry. Do you want to come down for tea?' she asked him.

'No, I will you and Aunt Petunia talk. I think I'm just going to read, I'll see you when you come up. Let me know if anything happens down there.'

'Okay Harry.' With that, things were quit. Harry grabbed one of his muggle books and sat down on the bed.

Downstairs, Petunia was pour tea in her cup and Ginny's. "Milk or sugar dear?" She asked. Ginny smiled, "Both please." Petunia poured some milk and a couple of sugar cubes into Ginny's cup.

"Now, you wanted to know about Lily. I have to apologize for my husband's reaction. He never liked the Potters. Even before I told him that Lily was a witch." Ginny looked confused.

"Why's that? From what everyone has told us about them, they seemed like they were very nice people. James was a prankster in school, we know that much."

"Vernon always thought that the Potters' were better than us, that they were stuck up. Even though Lily and I weren't close than, she still tried to have a relationship with me. That's something that I've come to regret. She was my only sister and I let her down." Petunia said, tears were forming in her eyes. Ginny reached over and touched the older women's hand.

"I'm sure she still loved you. Believe me, with all my brothers have done to me, I still love them. There's been times where I wouldn't talk to them for months, but in the end, were still family." Ginny said. Petunia smiled at the young lady sitting across from her.

"That's how you're like Lily. She had a huge heart. She was trusting, and always believed the best in people, even when they didn't deserve it. She was kind, and optimistic, there were few things that would upset her." Petunia laughed at the memory of her sister. "When she would get upset, all hell broke loose. She would preach about what was right and what was wrong." Ginny laughed. That did seem like her. The more Petunia talked about Lily, the more she realized that she was extremely like her mother-in-law. That gave her comfort, which she sent to Harry through the bond.

"Ginny, do you mind If I ask you, how did you and Harry end up married at such a young age. Your mother said your only fourteen. Is it part of your world, forgive me if that sounded offensive." Ginny nodded.

'Harry, your aunt wants to know how we ended up being married. I think you should come down here and help me explain it to her, she is your family, and she has the right to know.' Harry goaned through the bond but got up and went down into the dining room to sit with Ginny and his aunt.

"Harry, would like some tea?" Harry nodded. Ginny got up and fixed him some tea, just the way he liked it. Ginny walked back over to the table and sat the tea in front of Harry. "Your aunt asked me an interesting question." Ginny said, even though she knew that Harry already knew what she had asked her. Harry acted intrigued. "Oh, what was that?" He asked.

"She asked me, how we ended up married at such a young age." Harry looked over at his aunt. Her face was full of wonder. Harry could tell that his aunt really wanted to know the truth.

"It's complicated, but it's something called soul-bond. There was a prophecy made a long time ago about me and Ginny. It basically said that we would be soul-bonded. It's something that happens to a witch or wizard when they find their soul mate. Ginny's my soul mate, once the bond is complete, were married, and considered adults in the eyes of the wizarding world." Harry finished. Petunia nodded. Ginny yawned; she was tired after a long day of traveling.

"I think I'm going to tuck in for the night. Long day and all. I'll see you up stairs Harry." Ginny said as she kissed his cheek and headed up the stairs to their room. Once she was gone, Petunia looked at her nephew.

"She's a lovely girl Harry. I was wondering if I could have a word with you for a moment." Harry nodded, not really sure what his aunt had to say to him, he took a sip of tea as she continued. "Harry, I'm no fool as to how we've treated you in the past. For my part, I am truly and deeply sorry. I told Ginny this earlier, but your mother always wanted to mend things between us before she died, and it's one of the things I regret terribly. I should have been there for her. I was so angry for so long at her, that when the time mattered, I let it get the better of me. I want to try and make that right with you Harry, and with Ginny. I want to be more a part of your life, just like Lily would have been." After Petunia was done speaking, Harry could see tears in her eyes. He knew that what she was telling him was the truth. He took her hand in his.

"I forgive you, Aunt Petunia." This seemed to make her tears fall even more. She never thought that her nephew would be so forgiving, but then again he was Lily's son. He had her kind heart. Harry spoke again, "Would you like to come to Gringrotts with us tomorrow afternoon?" Petunia's head shot up.

"I thought you said it was too dangerous?" She asked him. Harry nodded, "It is, but knowing Sirius and the Ministry, they will have Aurors, um I mean, body guards around me and Ginny the whole time were there. With that, it's safe." Harry said. Petunia's face lit up with joy.

"You would really like me to come with you?" She asked him. Harry nodded slowly. "Harry, I'd like that very much. Now, it's getting late, you should tuck in for the night." Harry nodded and got up from his chair. He turned around to face his aunt one more time that night, "G'night aunt Petunia." She sent her good nights. Harry walked up the stairs to his room and opened the door; Ginny was half asleep when he walked in. He smiled at her, which she returned.

Harry started taking his shirt and pants off, until he was in his boxers. He slowly climbed into bed, with Ginny; she turned around and said, "I'm proud of you Harry Potter." He looked at her, "And why's that, Ginny Potter?" Ginny giggled at him.

"Because, you're taking a chance with your aunt, even though she was horrid to you in the past, you're letting her in." Harry smiled at Ginny, he rolled onto his side and slid his hand onto Ginny's stomach.

"Thanks for being here with me Gin." He said, before sleep finally took over him, he heard Ginny mummer, "You're welcome, Harry." With that, they were both sound asleep.

A/N: Okay, so here's the thing, I've had a couple of people tell me that they don't like the pairing of Ron and Lavender. So I'm going to throw out a couple of possibilities. You guys got to let me know, otherwise I'm going to keep it as it is. Here are the choices. Luna, Lavender, or Susan Bones. Review and let me know. I am giving you, my readers and my followers, the chance to decide on this. So please review

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