A/N: Another chapter for you and one I believe people have been waiting for. I think the title of the chapter implies what is going to happen now! So enjoy!

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Ginny's face dropped in disappointment as she entered the kitchen to find no one was there. She had thought and hoped that at least someone, any member of her family, would have been there to greet her on her birthday. Her seventeenth, her coming of age no less.

She knew her mum was still struggling with the loss of Fred, but some days she had managed to come downstairs and be the person she knew her mother to be. Even with her grief, Ginny thought her mother would remember her birthday and make the effort to fuss over her. The only explanation, in Ginny's opinion, was that her mum had lost track of the days and was no longer certain of what date it was.

She was beginning to think that she would have been better off staying at Harry's last night. He had not forgotten her birthday. He had been planning for it for weeks, even if he had decided to celebrate it a day late, just so she could spend it with her family.

She turned back out of the kitchen and headed for the Floo, thinking it would just be better to spend the entire day at Grimmauld Place with Harry. However, before she could do so, the Floo flared green as her eldest brother stepped out.

"Bill!" Ginny cried in surprise. "What are you doing here?"

"Can't a guy come and see his baby sister on her birthday?" he asked as he swept her into a hug and pressed a kiss to her hair. "Happy Birthday, Ginny!"

"Thanks," she said glumly as she pulled out of her brother's embrace.

It didn't take Bill more than a few seconds to figure out the connection between his sister's response and the quietness of the house. "Mum's not come down, has she?"

Ginny shook her head, desperately trying to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall.

"Damnit!" Bill swore. "She promised she would make the effort today."

Ginny gasped in shock. "What do you mean, Bill?"

Bill sighed, annoyed that his mother had broken her promise to him and his dad.

"Dad and I spoke to her last week," Bill explained. "We made it clear to her that your birthday was coming up. She felt bad enough when we reminded her that Harry's birthday had passed uncelebrated."

"I don't think it bothered him all that much to be honest," Ginny said offhandedly.

Bill gave her a sharp look, wondering why she, of all people, would know about Harry and his opinion over what had happened on his birthday.

Ginny sighed as she recognised her mistake. "He had Teddy and Andromeda over on his birthday and considering I am Teddy's godmother, he invited me to join them."

"Of course," Bill replied. "That makes sense. It's just easy to forget that you two have become such good friends."

Ginny managed to keep a straight face and not blush as she thought how she and Harry were so much more than good friends. No, Harry was her best friend and the love of her life.

"Anyway, what else did you say to Mum?" Ginny said, redirecting the conversation back to the original topic.

Bill sighed, wishing he didn't have to tell his sister. "We had to remind her it was your coming of age and well… it didn't go over too well."

Ginny could feel her temper begin to rise. She didn't need her eldest brother to tell her why her mother had reacted so badly. She was the baby of the family, too young to do anything in her mother's eyes. If it bothered her mum so much just how young she was, then where was she when she had been going out regularly and no one had even questioned to where she had been going? She hadn't even been there to stop her from going out most days, or to lecture her when she had been coming back at all hours of the night.

"What was the original plan for my birthday, then?" Ginny asked pushing aside her anger, determined to celebrate her coming of age. "Because I can bring my plans with my friends forward to today if there is nothing."

Bill thought for the moment. His mum had planned a dinner for tonight and that still had the potential to happen despite her not having appeared for breakfast.

"There is meant to be a dinner for you," Bill answered honestly. "It could still happen. I'll come over with Fleur at lunchtime and if anything changes, we'll let you know."

"Well, I was going to go and see some friends this afternoon, but I could go now," Ginny suggested.

"No, come to Shell Cottage," Bill said, already feeling bad enough that none of the family had been here to greet his sister on her birthday. "We'll have a late breakfast on the beach."

Ginny thought it sounded like a great idea. She was due to go to the Ministry for her Apparition test at lunch time and then she was going to Harry's for a few hours. She didn't really have anything else to do until then.

"Ok, then," she replied with a genuine smile. "Let me just go and grab a few things and then we can go."

Ginny quickly ran to her bedroom and grabbed what she needed, while praying that the day would get better.

HP&GW

Harry was in the kitchen helping Kreacher to prepare lunch when he heard a pop from the hallway. He smiled, knowing who it was being that he and Ginny were the only two keyed into the Apparition wards.

"Congratulations," he said as he appeared in the entrance hall.

Ginny grinned and threw herself into his arms.

"Happy Birthday, baby," he said just before he kissed her deeply.

Pulling her into the kitchen, they settled down to eat lunch he and Kreacher had prepared.

"So did you have a good morning?" Harry asked, having missed what had become his regular wakeup call from his girlfriend.

Ginny's face dropped as she battled the tears that had begun to build up.

"What happened, baby?" Harry said as he noticed the expression on his girlfriend's face.

"No one was there to greet me this morning," Ginny replied sadly. She went onto explain how Bill had turned up and told her about his conversation with their mum before he invited her over to Shell Cottage for a late breakfast.

"What about the rest of the family?" Harry asked confused as to where they had been this morning and angry that no one had been there to greet his girlfriend.

"Dad and Percy had gone into work early," Ginny began to explain. "They seem to still be caught up with helping Kingsley."

"It's been a bit crazy, especially with the trials starting soon," Harry said in understanding. "I'm actually amazed Kingsley has not asked me to start sooner. Anyway, what about Ron?"

"At Hermione's again!"

"Really?" Harry responded in surprise. "I would have thought Hermione would have insisted they stay the night at The Burrow so they would be there for you in the morning."

"You would have thought so," Ginny sighed. "I had a good morning with Bill and Fleur, though, and hopefully there will be dinner and presents tonight."

Harry pulled his girlfriend into his arms and kissed her forehead gently. "You shouldn't need to hope, you should just know."

Ginny rested her head on his shoulder, smiling into his neck. "Yes, well, it's too late now for that. Anyway, I am here for a few hours and I don't want to spend it talking about how my family forgot about me."

"Oh, and exactly what do you plan on us doing?" Harry teased as he slowly rubbed his hand up and down one of her thighs.

Ginny lifted her head to reveal a teasing smile before she began to rise from the table. "Oh, I think you know!"

Harry just stared in wonder as Ginny disappeared from the kitchen before jumping onto his feet and chasing after her.

The moment they reached his bedroom they were pulling off each other's clothes as they kissed each other passionately. They quickly found themselves naked and in bed together as Harry took control and began slowly exploring and teasing Ginny's body with his hands, lips and tongue. He was determined to make her birthday the best day for her as he slowly worked his way down her body, though he desperately hoped he would be able to control himself from taking that final step with her until at least the following night as he had planned for.

Ginny relaxed into the bed as her boyfriend worshipped her body. She knew, no matter how much either of them wanted to, that today was not going to be the day they finally made love as Harry had already told her he was taking her away for a couple of days with a hint of them being together the way they had longed for being a part of the trip. Both wanted their first time together to be at a time where they could spend the whole night together, not just a few hours.

All coherent thought suddenly slipped from her mind as she felt Harry's face move between her thighs and begin to pleasure her with a mix of his fingers and his tongue. As the pleasure began to mount and overwhelm her, she thought to herself that it didn't matter what they got up to physically today just as long as he kept these incredible feelings shooting through her body.

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Ginny sat by her window in her bedroom looking over the moonlit garden. She sighed as she thought back over the events of the evening.

She had arrived back at The Burrow after a very pleasurable and satisfying afternoon with Harry. Despite them having not taken the final step in their physical relationship, she had been feeling good and happy as she arrived home. It had been hard to leave him, though, when he was still naked in bed, but she had just about managed to do so knowing that the next day it would be just the two of them for the next few days.

She had found both her mum and Fleur in the kitchen when she had entered the house. It had pleased her immensely to see her mum there cooking, even if it was not with her usual enthusiasm. Her mum had also apologised repeatedly for not having been there for her earlier that morning. Ginny had only waved off the apology, saying that she'd had a good day anyway.

Her birthday dinner had been… well, she wasn't quite sure how to describe it. It had not been the typical loud Weasley dinner that she was used to, which was understandable given the circumstances. But at the same time, it was not quiet or awkward.

George had appeared for dinner only, heading back to his room before cake and presents. Her mum had plastered a smile on her face, but you could still see the grief etched in her eyes. Everyone else appeared to be truly happy to be there and help celebrate her birthday. Ginny had just wished she could have been as openly affectionate with Harry as Ron and Hermione had been all evening.

Quite honestly, it had not been the birthday she'd been hoping for, but her family had tried their best and for that she was thankful. All she needed to do now was to tell her parents that she was going away for a couple of days. She just wasn't planning on telling them that she was going with Harry.

"Dad?" Ginny said as she entered the sitting room where her father was sat listening to the Wireless.

"Hello, honey," Arthur replied when he saw his only daughter stood nervously in front of him. "What can I do for you?"

Ginny took a seat in the chair closest to her father, grateful that her mother had already gone to bed.

"I just wanted to let you know that I am going away for a couple of days with some friends tomorrow," Ginny nervously informed her father. She was not sure why she was worried. It was not like he could do anything to stop her. She was of age now, but then again, being only sixteen had not stopped her from going out to be with Harry regularly these past couple of months.

Arthur looked at his daughter carefully. He was not sure why she appeared to be nervous. He certainly had no intention of stopping her from going when she was now considered an adult. He had not stopped her from going out regularly with her friends this summer, but he knew that this would be the first time she had stayed out overnight. He was honestly beginning to wonder if she was dating someone, but he realised that she would have been honest with him if she was.

"Ok, thank you for letting me know," he finally replied.

Ginny stared at her father in shock. She didn't think it would have been that easy. She had been ready to argue why she should be able to go away with her friends if it had come to that.

"You're seventeen now, Ginny," her father said in answer to her confusion. "I cannot stop you from doing as you please. However, I will probably not inform your mother until after you have left."

Ginny grinned. Her mother might not be doing all too well, but she still wouldn't like the idea of her youngest child going away, even if it was just for a couple of days.

"Thanks, Dad," she said as she hugged him, before returning to her bedroom to pack for her trip.

HP&GW

Both Harry and Ginny managed to land on their feet as their Portkey deposited them in a Muggle free area of Gare du Nord. Ginny immediately recognised it from their previous visit a few weeks earlier. Her eyes beamed in happiness as she realised that Harry had brought her back to Paris to celebrate her birthday and to spend their first full night together.

Harry took her hand in his and led her out into the Muggle area of the station and towards the entrance of the Metro system.

"I thought we should travel by Muggle means while we are here," Harry whispered into Ginny's ear. "I figured we should have the full experience of Paris."

Harry had spent the last few weeks planning this trip. Both had enjoyed themselves the last time they were here, but they had only been able to do so much in the day they had spent here. He had researched hotels, public transport and restaurants, wanting Ginny to experience the best that Paris had to offer. No expense had been spared, especially now he knew the full extent of his inheritance from his parents and Sirius. Not that he planned to go mad with spending it, but he didn't see the harm on splashing out on special occasions and he felt Ginny's coming of age qualified.

They took a Metro train across the city to Alma-Marceau station, with Ginny gripping Harry's hand tightly when they changed lines at Strasbourg St Denis out of fear of getting separated from him in the crowds. Ginny did realise, though, that the Metro was Paris' version of the London Underground, it just had differently styled trains.

On reaching the hotel they were going to be staying at, Ginny couldn't help but gasp at the elegance and beauty of it. She blindly followed Harry to the reception desk so they could check in; all the while her eyes were darting around as she tried to take in every detail. Harry had gone all out for her birthday, so much more than he needed to or that she even felt she deserved.

"You deserve to be spoiled once in a while," Harry whispered as if he had been reading her thoughts.

"This is all too much, Harry," she replied as she turned to face him, tears beginning to swim in her eyes. "You didn't need to spend this much on me."

Harry silenced her protests with a gentle kiss to her lips. "In my eyes, you deserve so much more than I can give you. Please just indulge me this once. You won't regret it when you see the view from our room."

Ginny's heart melted at his words. She knew she could never deny him anything he asked. She loved him far too much to do so. "Ok."

She realised he was right as she opened the doors to the terrace of their room and stepped out to immediately spot the Eiffel Tower. He may have, in her opinion, gone all out for just a couple of days in Paris, but with this view, she didn't have it in her to complain.

Ginny jumped slightly as she felt a pair of arms slip around her waist and a pair of lips against her ear, the warm breath tickling her skin. "What do you think?"

She turned in Harry's arms, wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled. "I think you are mad to spend so much money on me like this, but the room is beautiful and the view is incredible. Thank you."

She pulled him into a slow and sensual kiss, pouring her love and thanks into it. For a few minutes, they lost themselves in the feel of their lips on each other.

"Time to get showered and dressed," Harry said as they came up for air, "We have dinner reservations at 7pm."

"Where for?" She enquired as they made their way back inside.

"You'll see soon enough," Harry replied refusing to give her clue.

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Ginny sat taking in the stunning views from their table in the restaurant that Harry had taken her to. She had been amazed to discover that the Eiffel Tower had restaurants located on two different floors. Harry had booked them a table for the one up on the second floor. The view of the beautifully lit city had only added to the romance of the night, with Harry being extremely attentive and affectionate with her the entire evening.

"Can we go and take in the views before we go back to the hotel?" she asked once her boyfriend had finished settling the bill.

Harry smiled at her with a knowing look on his face. "Of course, we can. I had planned for us to do so. No point coming up this high without getting some photos of us up here."

Harry led Ginny outside to the viewing platform. He stood behind her with her wrapped in his arms as they took in the view of the city and the Seine winding its way through it.

"Thank you for bringing me here," Ginny said as she turned in Harry's arms. "It has been the most perfect evening."

"You are so very welcome," Harry whispered just before he kissed her. They both felt the love and passion behind the kiss, both knowing that tonight their relationship would move forward once more.

"Photos now," Ginny said panting as they pulled apart. "Then back to the hotel."

They asked another couple visiting the tower to take a few photos of them enjoying the view and the couple they asked did so. They then quickly descended back onto street level and made the walk back to the hotel. Neither could keep their hands off the other, constantly stopping to give the other a breath-taking kiss.

The moment they made it back to their room, Harry grabbed the 'Do Not Disturb' sign and placed it on their door before closing it. He turned to find a trail of clothes leading to the bed, where he found Ginny laying there looking, in his opinion, absolutely stunning in her naked form. He quickly divested his own clothes, climbed onto the bed and over Ginny.

"Make love to me, Harry," was all it took for him to capture her lips in yet another passionate and breath-taking kiss.

Harry was determined to make this the best possible experience for the both of them. He slowly began to worship his girlfriend's body, kissing every freckle he found and teasing any body part he knew was sensitive to his touch. He loved the way Ginny's body would react; he loved the sounds she made and the expressions on her face. It would make his heart race and made him feel all the more confident that what he was doing to her was right.

"Harry, please," Ginny moaned. As much as she was enjoying the delicious sensations he was sending through her body, she desperately needed him. She wanted him to wrap her up in his arms and make love to her.

Harry crawled back up her body till he was comfortably between her legs and face to face with her. Even though he knew she wouldn't deny him, he still felt the need to make sure she was ready to take the final step. He searched her eyes, looking for reassurance and acceptance, which he found alongside a tremendous amount of trust and love.

"I love you, Harry," she said giving him the permission she felt he needed. "Make love to me."

"I love you too, Ginny," he replied as he finally took the final step and began to make love to her for the very first time.

A little while later, the two lovers were curled up around each other, slowly drifting off to sleep. It had been the perfect evening for the both of them, bringing them closer together than ever before after expressing their love for each other in the most intimate of acts. Neither had needed to say it, but both knew that they could or would never love anyone else in the way they loved each other.