A/N: Finally another chapter for you. For future reference, please note that I aim to update this story at least once month. Also warning, there is a lot of fluff towards the end of this chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

The next couple of months passed quickly with the same continued communication as the previous two months. Their owl, Ignotus, got quite the work out flying back and forth between The Burrow and Hogwarts as he delivered many letters and information about their plans for the house.

The following weekend after Halloween, as promised, Harry attended the first Quidditch match of the season to watch Ginny lead Gryffindor to a massive victory over Slytherin. He had been invited to stay for the party in the common room afterwards, where he spent most of the time snogging Ginny in the corner. Both knew they needed to make the most of the minimal time they had together as they wouldn't be seeing each other in person until the Hogsmeade weekend just before Christmas.

The Hogsmeade weekend came quickly and the young couple spent it shopping for Christmas presents for the family before spending the rest of the cold and snowy day warming up with a butterbeer or two, while catching up with friends in the Three Broomsticks.

A few days later, it was with great reluctance that Harry returned to Hogwarts to fulfil the promise he had made to Ginny to attend the Christmas party thrown by Professor Slughorn. In the end, it had been worth the trip just to see Ginny in the stunning green dress robes that they had brought the previous weekend, but also to see her face when Gwenog Jones offered her trial for the Holyhead Harpies. It had been a long time since he had seen Ginny speechless.

The following day, Harry had popped into Diagon Alley to pick up Ginny's Christmas presents before he went to meet her off the train at Kings Cross. With time to spare, he decided to pop in and see George at his shop so he could run an idea passed him.

Harry grinned when he saw the shop. Despite how often he had passed it or even popped in, it always made him smile. It had taken a good couple of months to get the shop back up and running as it had been completely ransacked, even with the number of wards the twins had put up around it. Once the shop had reopened, it was obvious to all those who knew George well that it was helping him to deal with the loss of Fred as he continued to live out their dream, which in turn kept Fred's memory alive.

Harry entered the shop and was not surprised to only find a handful of customers, though he knew that it would be very busy in the days to come. He immediately made his way to where the till was located and saw only Verity there, who had graciously returned when George had asked.

"Hey Verity," Harry said when she noticed him. "Is George available?"

"He's in his office. You can go straight through."

"Thanks," Harry replied as he headed to where he knew the office was located.

Harry saw that the door to the office was slightly ajar and he could see George concentrating on what was probably necessary paperwork for the shop. Not wanting to scare him, Harry knocked first before sticking his head round the door.

"Hey George," Harry said as George looked up, who then broke into a grin at the sight of him.

"This is unexpected," George said, waving Harry in. "Come on in, take a seat."

Harry entered and went to sit on the chair that he had known Fred to use previously.

"I thought you would be at Kings Cross already, eagerly awaiting my baby sister," George teased.

Harry shook his head with a laugh.

"I would not let Ginny hear what you just called her. She would hex you so fast for that. Anyway, I still have a bit of time before the train pulls in and I thought I would pop in and see you to discuss an idea I had with you."

George noticed that Harry's eyes were dancing with amusement as he spoke.

"This idea wouldn't happen to be full of fun and mischief, would it?" George asked, sitting up straighter in interest.

"Right in one, George," Harry responded. "A bit of fun and mischief is always needed during hard times."

George's eyes lit up, having immediately cottoned on to what Harry was suggesting.

"So what exactly is the plan?" he asked, amused by the more playful Harry.

"Christmas morning and something simple," he responded. "Oh, we have to fill Gin in about this. I don't fancy being on the end of her wand any time soon."

George shook his head in laughter.

"You are so under her thumb!"

"And I wouldn't have it any other way," Harry said happily before they started making plans.

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"Harry!"

Harry turned towards the voice and saw it was Ginny just in time to catch her as she threw herself into his arms, her arms wrapped around his neck and her legs around his waist. Neither said anything as their lips immediately met in a searing kiss. They only pulled away when the wolf whistles and cheers penetrated their little bubble of bliss. Harry gently let Ginny down on to her feet, but kept her in his arms as he rested his forehead against hers.

"Hi," he whispered breathlessly.

"Hi," Ginny whispered back.

Neither said anything more for a few minutes as they gazed into each other's eyes, goofy smiles on their faces. It was only when Ron loudly reminded them that they had only just seen each other last night that they pulled away from each other and moved to get her luggage.

Once they got her trunk off the train, Harry shrunk it and put it in his pocket, before handing over the carrier holding Tigger to Ron. Ginny just looked at him, confused to what was going on.

"Tell your mum, we'll be home in about an hour," Harry said directly to Ron. "We're taking a walk over to Grimmauld Place," he continued having turned to Ginny.

Once Ron and Hermione had apparated back to The Burrow, Harry took Ginny's hand and led her through the magical barrier and out of Kings Cross Station into Muggle London.

"So why are we heading to your house?" Ginny asked, having waited till they got out of the station before speaking.

"Two reasons, actually three reason," Harry answered as he wrapped his arm around Ginny's shoulders and pulled her into his side.

Ginny sighed at the contact as she snuggled in close.

"One, I wanted an excuse to spend time with just you before we headed back to The Burrow," he continued. "Two, I wanted you to see the house now it is complete and before I sold it, which is the main reason we are heading over there."

"You found a buyer?" Ginny blurted out in shock.

The house had only been finished and put on sale a week earlier. Harry had kept her informed of the developments and both had agreed that it was better to sell it immediately, rather than hold on to it.

"Yeah I did," Harry said awkwardly as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "I'm not sure you'll approve of whom though."

Ginny stopped walking, causing Harry to stop as well.

"What do you mean?" she asked, an eyebrow risen in suspicion.

"I didn't get Mr Barnes to put it up for sale for us," Harry began to explain. "I wanted to offer it to someone else first and they accepted."

"Who?" Ginny bluntly asked, concerned by Harry's decision.

"Draco Malfoy," Harry mumbled.

"Malfoy?" Ginny was stunned. He was the last person she would have thought of.

"Yes, Malfoy," Harry sighed before he began to explain. "I figured the house should go back to the family. I know Teddy is a descendent of the Blacks, but even I don't want him having the house. Malfoy, therefore, seemed to be the best option."

Ginny could understand Harry's reasoning. She didn't have to like it, but she could understand it. To be honest, she felt sorry for the Malfoys. They had been fined heavily and put on probation. Perhaps this was Harry's way of helping them out, of giving them a chance to change for the better.

"It's nice of you to offer him the chance to buy it," she eventually responded. "But I wouldn't tell Ron."

"If he finds out, it will be well after the ink has dried on the contract," Harry laughed. "Plus I trust you to hit him with a Bat Bogey hex if he tries anything!"

"It would be my pleasure, baby," Ginny said, an evil grin on her lips.

Harry bent down and gently kissed her. "That's my Ginny!"

A short walk later, they rounded the corner onto Grimmauld Place, laughing as they talked about Professor Slughorn's Christmas Party. They stopped abruptly when they saw a flash of blonde hair from across the road. There, leaning against the railings of Grimmauld Square, was Draco Malfoy, nervously looking around. They quickly approached.

"Malfoy," Harry said cordially as they neared where Draco stood.

"Potter, Weasley," he responded, more politely than either Harry or Ginny had ever heard him.

Harry quickly handed him a slip of parchment with the address on.

"Fidelius?" Draco asked.

"Yes and I spoke to Professor Flitwick last night," Harry answered. "He has agreed to help you reset the wards if you wish. Just contact him when you are ready to do so."

An hour later, they had toured the refurbished house, which had impressed both Draco and Ginny with the light and open space they had seen. They had signed the contract, plus organised the payment for Harry.

As they were leaving, Draco stopped Harry.

"Thank you," he said. "For everything."

Harry didn't need Draco to expand on it, he understood.

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Arriving back at The Burrow, Harry and Ginny discovered that the rest of the family were already there, relaxing in the sitting room as Molly cooked what appeared to be a feast for a small army.

"There you two are," Molly said as she swept them both into a bone crushing hug. "I was beginning to wonder where you had got to."

"Sorry Molly," Harry sincerely said as he pulled away. "I wanted to show Gin the refurbishment of Grimmauld Place before I completed the sale on it."

"It's beautiful, mum," Ginny interjected before Molly could start questioning Harry. "Harry and Kreacher did an amazing job. The rooms are clean and bright. If it wasn't for the fact that I don't want to live in London, I think I would have been happy to have lived there."

Molly looked at the young couple before her and sensed there was something they were not telling her. However, she decided not to question them, figuring if it was important they would tell her when they were ready.

"You might as well get washed up for dinner. It's nearly ready," Molly said, shooing them out of the kitchen. "Oh and Ginny, Ron put Tigger up in your bedroom."

"Thanks mum," Ginny called as they walked into the sitting room.

Half an hour later, after a welcome home hug from each member of the family and having washed up, Harry and Ginny were sat back in the kitchen with the family, enjoying the delicious meal Molly had cooked. Conversations flowed easily around the table, with a much more relaxed atmosphere than there had been many months before.

"So Harry," Arthur said from across the table. "Molly informed me that you sold Grimmauld Place."

Silence permeated the kitchen as Harry swallowed the food he had been chewing.

"I did indeed," Harry finally responded with a nod.

Before Arthur could continue to talk, a snort came from the end of the table. Everyone turned to see it was Ron who had done so.

"What?" Ron asked when he realised the entire table was looking at him. "I'm just surprised he managed to sell a house that is so dark."

"I refurbished it," Harry said bluntly. "I would have shown everyone, but I had an interested buyer."

"Who brought it?" Hermione asked, having nudged Ron in the ribs for his rude remark.

"Oh, umm….." Harry said, feeling uncomfortable with the question, not wanting to reveal the person in question. He felt Ginny take his hand, causing him to turn to look at her. Seeing the support in her eyes, he turned back to the table, bracing himself for the uproar his answer would probably bring.

"Draco Malfoy."

Silence descended on the kitchen as the family processed what Harry had said. Before any protests could be made, Ginny stepped in to defend his decision.

"Harry told me he wanted to offer the house to someone in the Black family and Draco seemed to be the most obvious choice," she explained, receiving a smile from Harry in response. "Plus, Draco actually thanked Harry for everything."

"That was decent of you, son," Arthur said in praise, breaking the family's silence.

Harry blushed from the compliment, though he smiled at the sentiment of being called son.

"Was that why you were at Gringotts earlier?" Bill asked.

"Umm, yeah, partially," Harry replied evasively. "I had to pick the paperwork that the goblins had kindly drawn up for me."

Ginny, sensing that Harry was growing uncomfortable with the direction the subject had taken chose to move it along.

"Harry and I have an announcement to make," Ginny abruptly said.

"You're pregnant!" George jokingly said, earning himself a glare from nearly everyone at the table. "Geez, I was only joking!"

"Zen, zey must be engaged!" Fleur exclaimed looking at Ginny's hands to see if she was correct in her assumption.

"No and no," Ginny simply responded. "Maybe in the future that will happen, but not now at least."

"We brought a house!" Harry said quickly.

An awkward silence settled over the family as the Weasley children and their partners turned to look at their parents. It seemed they were waiting for their reaction before saying anything and that just made Harry feel even more anxious.

"Well I can't say I'm surprised," Molly finally answered. "I had a feeling you two would be moving in together once Ginny finished Hogwarts."

"What your mother is trying to say," Arthur continued as Molly began to tear up. "Is on behalf of both of us, congratulations."

Both Harry and Ginny let out a sigh of relief as they received congratulations from the rest of the family.

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"GEORGE!"

The shout reverberated throughout The Burrow waking all those still asleep. Harry simply smiled and turned over, pulling Ginny closer to his body.

"Which one?" Ginny whispered sleepily.

"Probably the trick wand," Harry answered, smiling in amusement. "He managed to nick everyone's wands late last night and swap them for the trick wands."

Harry felt Ginny's muffled laughter against his chest and couldn't help but chuckle himself. Ginny sat up abruptly as though she'd just realise something. She turned to look at Harry with a serious expression on her face.

"Did he take ours?" she asked, knowing what her brother could be like. She couldn't trust that he would not attempt to pull a prank on them, despite them teaming up to pull off their plan.

"Nah," Harry said, pulling at her hand to get her to lie back down. "I'm not that stupid. I know what George is like. I hid ours."

Ginny relaxed and laid back down at Harry's admission, her mind drifting to the pranks that they had set up late last night. As agreed, each of them had charmed every bedroom door, so when the occupant left their room, a prominent body part would be charmed to drastically change for an hour and it was time delayed so it would only appear an hour later, making the chances of the entire family seeing it extremely high.

However, even though Harry, Ginny and George were the ones pulling the prank; they had agreed that they should partake in it also. They all felt Fred would have wanted it that way, everyone being hit by a simple yet effective prank on Christmas morning.

"GEORGE!"

This time it was not Molly shouting, but Arthur. Harry and Ginny both looked at each other, realising what it meant, someone had been up for an hour. Not wanting to miss seeing George being berated for a prank on his own mother, the couple scrambled out of bed, threw on their dressing gowns before they charged down the stairs.

They skidded to a halt as they entered the kitchen as they saw George hand back both his mum and dad's wands with a sheepish expression. But it wasn't that made them stop, but the changes to Molly. She now had black hair and green eyes and if anyone who didn't know her or Lily, had seen her, it would have been easy for them to mistaken her as being Harry's mum.

George obviously spotted their shocked faces, "Well we have always said Harry was mum's favourite son!"

Over the next hour or two, it became apparent that George, who had set that particular part of the charm, had decided that all red-headed Weasleys had to look like Harry in terms of their hair and eyes. Everyone else had been charmed to look like a red-headed Weasley with brown eyes. The result had been exactly what they had been planning for, a lot of laughter on what had the potential to be an extremely tough day. Not that it helped them avoid being interrogated about the prank after many photos had been taken.

"Did you really need to play pranks on everyone on Christmas Day?" Mum asked in exasperation.

"Yes," George simply said, as though no explanation was needed.

"Why though?" Molly asked, her temper beginning to build. "Why of all days, did you choose today?"

George looked over at the young couple as he seeked permission to bring their names in to it. Harry discretely nodded in response.

"It was Harry's idea," George admitted. "He was the one to come to me with the idea."

Every set of eyes turned to Harry in shock.

"Little Harry Potter is just full of surprises!" Charlie said, shaking his head in amusement.

"Who knew that Potter had a mischievous side?! " Bill teased.

"I did!" Ginny proudly announced as Harry blushed at the teasing.

"I just thought that perhaps a few pranks today would be a good thing," Harry nervously admitted. "I knew today would be hard because it is the first Christmas without….." Harry swallowed the huge lump that he felt forming in his throat. "Without Fred. I just figured it would be better to be laughing, rather than for everyone to be sad. I think Fred would too."

The room was silent as the family took in Harry's reasons for playing the pranks. Ginny wrapped her arms around Harry, proud of him for not brooding as he had the potential to do, but instead doing everything he could to make the family smile. Most especially George, he had made George smile more than anyone. He had also managed to get George to do what he did best: pranking.

"Oh you sweet, sweet boy!" Molly cried as she pulled Harry out of Ginny's arms and into hers. "The things you do for this family!"

"See! Harry's her favourite!" George said jokingly.

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The sitting room was crowded as they settled down to open their presents. Molly and Arthur were sat comfortable in individual armchairs, overlooking the entire room. Bill and Fleur were sat closely together on the sofa and had been joined by Andromeda who had come over with Teddy for the day at Molly's and Harry's insistence. Percy and Audrey were sat on the two-seater sofa, with George and Angelina sat on the floor just in front of them. Ron and Hermione were sat by the tree, so Ron could hand out the presents to everyone. Next to them, Harry and Ginny sat close together as they played with Teddy, who was sporting jet black hair just like his godfather.

Molly couldn't help but watch the young couple as they played with the baby. The sight of them together, acting like a little family made her heart melt. While she knew they would not be giving her grandchildren any time soon, she couldn't wait for the day they did, because she knew that Harry and Ginny would be amazing parents. Molly saw where Arthur's gaze had also fallen and knew he was thinking the same as she was.

"Here you go, little buddy," Ron said as he held out a present for Teddy. "This is from Uncle Harry and Aunty Ginny."

Harry took the present from Ron and placed it in front of Teddy and together, with a little help from Ginny, they opened it. Everyone was watching as Harry pulled from a box a stuffed dog, stag and wolf. Something that caused sad smiles for those who knew the story of the Marauders and their connection to Harry and Teddy.

"This," Harry said to Teddy as he held up the stag. "Is Prongs. This was your Uncle James' animagus form. Your Uncle James' is my dad."

Everyone in the room had fallen silent as Harry told Teddy about the men who were the most important to him.

"This here," Harry continued as he now showed Teddy the black dog, "is Padfoot. This was your Uncle Sirius', who was my godfather, form when he changed into an animal."

Ginny smiled sadly at her two favourite boys as they looked at the stuffed animals. Harry had wanted to buy Teddy them to give him a connection to the three men who should had been in his life. She knew that Harry had recognised just how lucky he was to get to spend even just a little time with each of them, whereas Teddy had only got a few weeks that he would never remember with his father.

"And finally," Harry spoke again, holding the wolf which Teddy immediately reached out for. "This wolf represents your dad. He was my honorary uncle that we knew as Mooney. That was because he was a werewolf, but he was the kindest and most caring person I knew."

At this point, Harry looked up as he realised that the room was silent and everyone was watching him. He ducked his head, keeping his face close to Teddy's soft hair as to hide the blush that was now creeping up his face.

"Thank you," a voice came from in front of him. He looked up to see Andromeda knelt before him. "He may not understand or remember what you have just told him today, but it means to the world to me that you have given him some sort of connection to his father and his friends."

"I just want him to have what I didn't have until Hagrid gave me that photo album," Harry quietly confessed.

Ginny wrapped her arms around both Harry and Teddy, before Andromeda wrapped all three of them in her own embrace as the other occupants of the room began to quietly converse amongst themselves.

As they pulled apart, Andromeda took Teddy from Harry allowing the young couple to exchange presents with each other. Ginny got up from her spot on the floor and with some help from Ron pulled a large rectangular present out from behind the tree and brought it over to Harry.

"I thought our house could do with something special," Ginny said as she handed over the present. "I had it specially commissioned for you by a mutual friend of ours. I hope you like it."

Ron kept the present steady as Harry carefully peeled away the wrapping paper to reveal a beautifully painted picture within a simple frame. He couldn't help but let a tear trickle down his cheek when he saw what the painting represented.

Ginny melted at the look of love in his eyes when he turned to look at her.

"Thank you," he whispered.

Ginny knew he didn't need to say anything more than that. It seemed that both she and he had the same idea in regards to honouring the Marauders as part of certain presents. She, herself, had approached her ex-boyfriend, Dean Thomas to see if he would produce the painting for a small fee. He had refused payment, stating he was happy to do it for free.

What he had produced had come out so much better than expected. In the still muggle painting, the Marauders were represented by their animals. Dean had painted the Forbidden Forest on the night of a full moon. In amongst the trees, a stag and doe could be seen nestled together, with a werewolf and a black dog playing nearby and in the sky flying high, a white owl.

"It's beautiful," Harry whispered as he leant over to kiss her in thanks. "Open your presents, sweetie."

As Harry showed the family the painting Ginny had given him, Ginny began to open her presents from her boyfriend. She hoped he had not spent too much money on her, but even so, she knew she would love whatever it was because she knew he would have put a lot of thought and love into the gift.

She opened the first gift with a gasp. Inside the velvet jewellery box was a simple charm bracelet. She carefully removed it so she could look at each of the individual charms of which there were eight. She immediately noticed four words alternating with four symbols. The words together read "Always have, always will", words that had come to mean so much to them as a couple. The other four charms she noticed had special meaning for her. A lightning bolt to represent Harry, a lion to represent Gryffindor, a heart to represent their love for one another and a broomstick to represent their shared love of flying.

Harry had retaken his seat next to her as she studied the charms. She turned to him and smiled as she held out the bracelet and her wrist in an invitation to put it on her. He obliged.

"I love it, Harry. Thank you," Ginny said as she admired it sat on her wrist. "But you didn't need to get me a second gift."

"I have my reasons for the second one," Harry said cryptically as he passed her the gift in question.

Ginny took her present from him, intrigued to see what he had got her. She knew it could not be an engagement ring as they had both agreed to wait in regards to that step in their relationship. And it wasn't because they were not ready, they were. It was more that they were not in a rush.

Opening yet another velvet jewellery box, she was in shock at what she found inside, a key to a Gringotts' Vault.

"Is this…..is this a key to your vault?" Ginny quietly questioned Harry.

"Yes," Harry answered quietly. "I was planning on adding you to my account come June anyway. I just thought I would do it earlier to make it easier for you to buy stuff for the house."

Ginny looked at the key. It was such a huge gesture, but she also knew it was a sign of trust between them. She recognised this as being a big step for them as a couple, but at the same time, she knew it made sense since her name was also on the deeds for the house alongside Harry's.

"Thank you," she whispered as she looked back up at Harry. "It means a lot to me that you are so willing to share this with me."

Harry pulled her into his arms and held her close. "I want to share everything with you, Gin. Please don't ever doubt that."

"I won't, I promise," she replied as she leaned into kiss him.