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Ok, so here's a next short chapter but school's really busy, I'm getting top marks right now and I'd like to keep it that way but at least you'll have a new chapter.

When the kiss stopped both of them looked at each other with a complete happiness.

They barely noticed the other people getting up and giving them a loud applaud as they got lost in each other for the moment.

They did it, they were husband and wife.

Three years ago Harry imagined Ginny's marriage with a complete stranger, not him.

Not because he didn't want it but because of the fact that he didn't believe that he had a future at all.

As soon as the kiss had ended people stood up from their seats and came towards them, Ron and Hermione were the first ones to congratulate them, followed by the rest of the Weasley family and the other guests.

It was absolutely one of the most beautiful evenings of Harry's life, he couldn't even imagine a night more perfect than this one, at least until Ginny came towards him around midnight and asked him to follow her.

"No one's going to notice we're gone, it's only for ten minutes."

Curiously Harry followed her to the old tree yard were they played so many quidditch matches in their youth.

She was leaning against one of them and Harry couldn't help but notice just how beautiful she looked.

The light of the moon in combination with the lights of the party made her white dress look as a dress from a fairy tale, and her face was perfect as her red hair played in the soft summer wind.

He walked towards her and kissed her, she answered it softly placing her hand upon his shoulder and another on his back.

"I need to tell you something."

Harry looked at her but the smile on her face told him that he didn't need to fear anything, that whatever he was going to hear could be nothing but good news.

"I don't want you to say anything until I finished speaking, promise?"

"Promised." He said kissing her cheek.

She took his hand in hers and played with it, looking at the ring around his finger.

"I've decided to quit playing quidditch and I'm going to become a quidditch-correspondent for the daily prophet so…" she added as he noticed he was going to respond, he couldn't help it since playing for the Hollyhead Harpies had been her biggest dream. Besides marrying him maybe. "I'm going to have more time for other things, with a child on the way."

She laughed at his confused look. "I'm pregnant Harry James Potter!"

It took a second or two before it hit him but once it did he felt this wonderful feeling of happiness take over, and he who thought he couldn't get any happier than he already was.

He lifted her from the ground and turned her around in the air.

"Careful!"

Harry placed her back on the ground and smiled.

"When are we going to tell the rest of them?" He said while giving a nod to the people at the party.

"I just want to keep it between the two of us for a while. We just got rid of my mother."

He didn't really care when they were going to tell them, he was way too happy that he was going to be a father.

Was this the way his father felt when his mother told him she was going to have a baby?

Suddenly something hit him.

"Ginny? When it's a boy I'd like to name him after my father… if you don't mind."

Her eyes sparkled, and she gave him a wide smile.

"Why would I? But than I want to choose the name for a girl."

"Any ideas?"

Her eyes didn't meet his, as she looked at her own ring again.

Finally she looked up and her eyes met his.

"Lily."

"You don't have to…"

She placed her finger on his mouth and smiled.

"I want to; your mother sacrificed herself so her son could live on. That same son married me and now I'm carrying her grand-child. If there's one thing I want than it's the fact that my daughter would be just as strong as she was."

At first Harry didn't know what to say, he was just too touched.

He hoped that his daughter wouldn't meet the same end as his mother's but than again, if he said that out loud it maybe would sound a bit harsh to Ginny.

"That won't be a problem; she already has a very strong mother as well."

Ginny looked touched as well by this comment.

He took her hand in his and smiled.

"May I have this dance Mrs. Potter?"

"You may, Mr. Potter."

And together the three of them walked back to the party.

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