A/N Hello everyone, and again I am sorry for taking so long please keep reading. Also JK owns HP so no money and any random person place or thing I come up with is mine but you are more than welcome to use in your stories, I do not care. Also the mention to American Quidditch; I am from USA and laugh when I think about the difference between US football and UK football, so I decided that the US will be weird again. Well please review so I know if you like it. Love you All

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Warning: Very Graphic Content In This Chapter

Chapter 3: Thicker Than Water

"Molly, are you there?" Harry had stuck his head in the fireplace which then emerged into the Wealey kitchen. He looked around at the strangely empty kitchen, reliving the sights and memories he held in this kitchen. He remembered all the meals that seemed to never end, and the way that Molly used to fuse about how tiny Harry always was. The strongest memory Harry had was how Molly and Arthur treated him like a son. He always looked at them as family and hated leaving them. He knew they worried about him, but he knew he was fine and he had hoped they did too.

"Harry!" Molly screamed as she turned the corner from the living room. She looked like she was about to pass out from the surprise. "How are you my dear, please come in."

"I'm sorry Molly I can't stay, but I would like to ask you if you all would like to come over for dinner tonight, at my place. I had inherited Grimwuald Place, which was renamed Potter Manor as soon as I took ownership of it." He was smiling and wished he could have been there to receive one of her famous bone-crushing hugs that he missed so much.

"Oh Harry, we'd love to. It might be a while later because Arthur normally works late, but I will floo you as soon as we know when we will arrive." She said, already grabbing some floo powder to contact Arthur about the invite.

"Oh that is fine, I still need to get food and figure out what I will make everyone. I will hear from you soon, and I miss you. It was great seeing you again." He pulled his head back and glanced at his still dark apartment. 'I really need to start fixing this place up soon.' He thought to himself as he sat down and wrote out a list of things he would need.

As soon as Harry had disappeared, Molly flooed Arthur asking him when he was going to be home. Ginny was just sitting halfway up the stairs, thinking about the conversation she just overheard. Finally taking what little strength was left in her, she made her way back to her room. She sat on her bed and sighed.

"He is home now, the day I announced my love for someone else. Why does he always seem to have a knack for bad timing?" She rubbed her temples for a headache was brewing already. She rolled off her bed and went to her closet. She dug down and grabbed a chest that had the Hogwarts crest on it. She didn't take much out of it, because she held all her school memories in it and a lot of them were painful to look at. Finally she pulled out a picture taken by Colin of her and Harry by the lake. It was right after they had expressed their love for one another. They were smiling and occasionally Harry would take a quick peck on her cheek. Ginny could already feel the warmth of tears flowing down her face. She closed the chest and pushed it into her closet, still clinging onto the picture.

"Why couldn't he of stayed, and why did he return without contacting me? He must have forgotten me all together. I wouldn't be surprised if his new lover will be there." She was now talking to herself into the mirror. She was sure he would have found someone better looking and all around better for him. He deserved better she reasoned with herself. No matter how hard she tried to convince herself, she still hung to the idea that he would carry her away like some princess in need of rescuing. In truth she needed no rescuing. She was now living her life and was going to marry the new love of her life.

"Love? Do I truly love him, or am I still just trying to destroy my hopes that Harry will have me? No matter, I just won't go to the dinner. I would be awkward enough as it is with Ron going. I do hope that things don't get out of hand with him. Ever since Harry left it seems Ron has become much more violent towards everyone and sometimes just locks himself in his room." He finally let go of the picture and placed it against the mirror, next to a picture of her and Neville at the plant shop in northern England.

Molly had told Ron and Hermione about Harry's invitation as soon as they had gotten home. Hermione was excited about it, while Ron dragged his feet getting to their room.

"Do we really have to go?" Ron asked as he leaned against the wall near the door. Hermione just looked at him sternly and started rifling through her wardrobe. Ron shook his head and just sighed as he hung his head.

"Yes we are going and you need to look at least relatively nice and please be civil. Remember he is our friend, no matter how mad you are at him. I am not happy with what he did, but he is back now and he will need us now more than ever." Hermione said as she finally found the perfect outfit for the dinner.

"He ran out on us, missed our wedding, and never contacted us at all and now he returns expecting everything to be all square just because he is the 'savior'. What is there to be civil about?" Ron said as he looked up at his wife with a slight bit of anger. What anger there was left in him vanished as soon as he looked up. Hermione had begun changing and had taken off her shirt. Ron had seen his wife naked many times but each time was as amazing as the first. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her now bare stomach, kissing her in the spot she loved, right where the shoulder meets the neck.

"Oh Ron we don't have time for …." Was all she got out before the sheer pleasure took over her. She turned around and was now facing her husband. She stood there with her hair still in a ponytail. Her skin was light but not pale, which contrasted with her black bra. The Hogwarts uniform didn't show off much so her nice ample breasts were a surprise to Ron, although a great surprise. He continued his assault onto her shoulder and then worked down to her collar bone.

Hermione was in pure ecstasy and closed her eyes and leaned her head back while Ron kissed and sucked her softly. As soon as she felt his hands reach around towards the clasps on her bra, she reached and started running her fingers through his hair. He had always kept it slightly long, but short enough that there was nothing that needed to be done with it. After a few failed attempts and a light giggle from Hermione, Ron had finally unsnapped her bra, releasing her breast. Ron took the opportunity to attach his mouth to one, and massaging the other one. This rewarded him with a moan from Hermione, who had gotten her hand onto the bottom of his shirt. Lifting it up, she had exposed his ripped body. Ron had been working out almost religiously trying to get into a Quidditch team but was constantly being turned down. He had no chest hair and the smoothness always excited Hermione. Ron had decided that now was time to get rougher, as he tossed Hermione onto their bed, and started undoing his belt. He had just pulled his pants down when he heard the door opening.

"Hey Hermione, can I borrow your …… Oh my god!" Ginny had casually walked in and noticed the predicament and quickly shut the door. Hermione's face was bright red and Ron was laughing. He had been looking for a way to get back at Ginny for all the stories she was so keen to tell him. He turned to his wife, who was already getting dressed again and sighed.

"We really have to be going, so please hurry up. I do not want Harry upset with me for being late." She said as she had buttoned up her shirt. Ron shook his head again and quickly put on the outfit he wore for interview with the different Quidditch teams.

"I hope he cooks as well as mom or I am leaving." Ron said as they made there way to the fireplace. Molly and Arthur were already there dressed and ready. All four of them went through the fireplace stating 'Potter Manor' before they left. When they arrived, they all were welcomed by the familiar sight that was once the home of the Order of the Phoenix.

Harry had heard talking coming through the living room and knew the Weasley's had arrived. He went up the stairs from the kitchen and welcomed them. "I am glad you all could make it, please make yourselves at home, I am almost finished with dinner. Molly please don't bother, I am fine in the kitchen, today is about everything all you guys did for me, and for that I am thankful." Harry said. He looked Ron in the eyes, which only made him cross his arms and turn his head, before he had gotten a nudge from Hermione. As he said, dinner was served quite quickly and everyone was amazed at the wide selection of food Harry was able to prepare.

"Just some things I had picked up in my travels" Harry said smugly.

"Everything is amazing Harry and we are all pleased that you are home safely. You have no idea how excited we all were to get your call." Molly said still struggling to believe that Harry was there and that she wasn't dreaming. Harry was basically her son, and she would do anything to ensure his safety. But when he left she felt she may have done something to scare him away.

"Yes Harry we are all happy to see you. Why don't you tell us some stories of your studies?" Hermione said, barely touching her food sitting at the edge of her seat. Harry laughed. 'Same Hermione, even after all that has happened' he thought to himself.

"Well I guess the biggest thing that I found was that Quidditch is a lot harder in other countries, more so in America. Did you know that they called it Air football? I mean, do you even truly use your feet in that game?" Everybody was laughing at this discovery except for Ron who still held onto his stern face eating mouthfuls in attempts to not have to talk. "Nothing exciting really happened, just a lot of travel and a lot of homework. Where is Ginny though? I had invited everyone and I was excited to see her. I know my leaving had been hard on her and I was hoping to apologize to her." Harry looked at everyone innocently. This made the entire table go silent. No one wanted to be the one to tell Harry that his dream for being with Ginny was about to be smashed entirely.

"Oh she is doing good dear. She wanted to apologize for not coming; she had work she had to do." Molly finally said not wanting the awkward silence to carry on any longer. Harry nodded and took another bite of food, more to avoid saying something wrong. He knew that the only way to figure out what was wrong was to confront her about it.

"Where does she work? Maybe I can surprise her at work and apologize then." Harry asked trying to formulate a plan as to how to see her and tell her he still is madly in love with her.

"She doesn't work yet, she stays at the Burrow most days. She is trying to get an apprenticeship for a healer so a lot of paperwork." Ron said with an evil smile on his face. Hermione gave him a similar evil look but with more anger.

"How about you Harry? What are you planning on doing now that you have finished school?" Arthur asked, trying to stir the conversation away from Ginny.

"I know I have always wanted to be an Auror but after the war, I think one dark lord is enough for a life time." Everybody laughed and agreed. "I was thinking of going to Hogwarts and trying for the Defense position there, being it was always my best subject." Again silence fell across the table and a smile was again found on Ron's face.

"That sounds fun, are you thinking of starting a club like the DA?" Hermione had asked looking worried knowing that with the way things were going, Harry would run into Ginny no matter what.

"One step at a time, I haven't even been accepted yet." Harry laughed remembering how Hermione had always loved the DA. "How about you two? Where are you working?" Harry asked as he looked at the two newly weds.

"Well, I had just put in my application in at Flourish and Blotts, and Ron has got a try-out for the Canons coming up soon." Hermione answered, knowing Ron wouldn't say anything.

"Always with book Hermione." Harry laughed again, remembering how much he had missed his friends. "And I and excited about your try-out Ron, I would love to be reading about the new keeper that broke the losing streak." Harry laughed and Ron scowled. The conversation was then kept quite light with no word from Ron all night. Harry had bid them all goodbye as they prepared to leave, and thanking Molly for offering him a place to eat if he ever felt like it. After receiving the hug he had missed for so long they were gone, and Harry fell onto the couch.

"Why is Ron so angry at me? I am trying my best to apologize and he seems to cut me off at every corner. And why is Ginny avoiding me. What is everyone hiding from me? It is like everyone wants to act like Dumbledore." Harry talked to himself for awhile and decided that he would discover everything out soon, but needed to sleep. After going to bed, Harry started going through his mind for things that he needed to do or get, which quickly put him to sleep.