A/N: Not as long as I'd like but oh well :]
"So you took your inheritance and left?"
"Most of it. Several million still sitting in Gringotts." He laughed, exhaustion pulling at him. He had told her the entire story at least three times now.
"Why did you start going by Sky?" That was a new question.
"I knew I didn't want to go by Harry, and the sky was where I was most comfortable. Jack actually came up with it."
"I still can't believe he knew and didn't tell us."
"Ah, he's a sneaky one, isn't he?" His eyes were barely open and he leaned his head back on her stomach. They were in an odd position; both were tangled in the mess of sheets they had created. Ginny was lying on the couch in the living room with Harry on the floor, leaning against it.
He felt her fingers wind through his hair and he sighed contently. "Now, it's your turn. What's been happening for the last four years?" He laughed softly.
"Well, Bill and Fleur have two girls, Victoire and Michelle. Percy married a woman named Aubrey, they've been married about a year now. George and Angelina are married and happy, planning to have their first kid in the next year or so. Ron and Hermione are, well you know."
"Yeah, how's Charlie?"
"Oh, that's a story on its own. Charlie had a girlfriend in Romania, apparently. About two months or so after you left he came home with a baby in his arms, completely torn apart. He and Rachel had broken up and gone their separate ways and then about a year later, right when he got back to Romania, Rachel's best friend, Lacey appeared with a baby, saying it was Charlie's and that Rachel had died of some sickness. Jack was born the same day as Teddy and they are the best of friends."
"Wow. So Charlie moved back to The Burrow?"
"No, he left Jack to be raised by mum and dad. He said he couldn't offer enough to Jack." She was still running her hands through his hair contently, sharing her stories.
"What about you?"
"What do you mean?"
"What have you been doing?"
Ginny sighed. "I went to the Healer College in London. I graduated last spring. I don't know when or where I'm going to get a job though. I worked at the Quidditch store in Diagon Alley to pay for my own flat during school, but I quit right before I came here."
Harry's eyes were closed and he started laughing.
"What's so funny, mister?"
"I remember when you were saying that there was no way you'd ever go through the pain of even more school to become a Healer. You promptly told McGonagall that you were just going to have to take every NEWT class to make sure you were covered for whatever job you happened to choose."
"Shut up, I was fifteen." She poked him in the head, frowning.
Harry stood up and crawled on top of her, kissing her several times. "Okay, I apologize." He whispered before planting another kiss on her lips.
"Two seconds ago you were falling asleep." Ginny giggled.
"I'm awake now, though."
"Wait, tell me something else about Sky."
Harry sighed, thinking. "He's a musician."
"Oh, and where did he get that from?"
"He got that from Jack and Harry."
Ginny looked up at him, curious. "Really?"
"Yes, Harry needed a safe way to sort through his emotions and Jack helped him. With music."
"I'm glad." Ginny smiled before Harry covered her lips with his.
***
"Ginny, come on, we're going to be late!"
"Hang on! Harry, it takes time to get ready."
"No it doesn't." Harry was standing by the door, bandana on, bag slung over his shoulder.
"Okay, let's go." Ginny appeared at the top of the stairs, making her way down.
"Thank you. Later, Orion!" He called, holding the door open for Ginny.
When they arrived at the camp, Harry immediately put on his sunglasses, taking on a cooler tone. He was Sky again. But it was different, he wasn't as cocky, and he held onto Ginny's hand all the way to the locker rooms.
"Hello, Red." Jack appeared by Harry and Ginny as Harry was pulling on his goggles, and tying a bright orange bandana around his wrist, hiding his tattoo.
"Hey, Jack." Ginny smiled.
"Good job, covering the godson's name." Jack nodded at Harry, smiling.
"Yeah, well, I have to tell them soon." Harry sighed.
"Here's a chance." Jack said, walking away immediately.
Harry and Ginny turned to see Ron and Hermione walking into the locker room. Harry immediately went to move his goggles down from his forehead, to hide his familiar eyes. But Hermione's eyes flashed over them the moment he pulled the goggles down. A shocked look passed over her face for a moment, but it disappeared as quickly as it came.
"Ready to go, Weasley?"
Ron seemed slightly shocked by Sky's friendly tone. Ginny couldn't hide her smile.
"Grab your broom." Harry gave Ginny a kiss on the cheek as he left, flashing Hermione a quick look.
Ron followed without a word, leaving the two girls alone in the locker room.
"Ginny, I know it's crazy, but Sky's eyes are so…"
"So what?" Ginny did her best to sound clueless, but she always had issue doing that with Hermione.
"So like Harry's." Hermione looked at Ginny for a moment before letting out a shocked gasp.
"Ginny…?"
"I think you and Ron should come to Sky's for dinner Friday."
Hermione's mouth hung agape, shock overwhelming her. "When did you find out?"
"I knew the first night at the club. I could tell…" They walked up into the stands and looked up at the flyers.
Sky was much more relaxed and even a bit more playful with everyone. The rest of the team didn't seem at all phased about it, except for Ron, who was watching him with a careful eye.
"I can't believe it, Ginny."
"I know. I was shocked too, but I was the reason he left."
Hermione looked to Ginny. "What do you mean?"
"I said some things I shouldn't have."
Hermione opened her mouth to speak, but closed it quickly, deciding to not push it any further.
The two friends watched the practice for the next hour when a tall, slender man appeared on the field, a red jersey in his hand. All of the players immediately flew to the ground, standing attentively with their brooms at their sides.
"Hello, everyone. Mr. Weasley, I don't believe we've met. I'm Alan Joyce the owner of the camp. Hello ladies." He flashed a smile to Ginny and Hermione who were listening eagerly from the stands.
"Boys, remember when I told you how the league met and decided to change the uniforms?"
"Yeah, what we used to wear beneath the actually robes. It's a relief for the warmer games." Jack laughed.
"Yeah and nobody can pull on your cape." Dieter, the tall blonde beater, laughed.
"Yes, yes." Mr. Joyce grinned. "Anyways, now the names are on the back of the shirts, rather than the robes. As you know, Rodney Blaine and Pat Marks, the Keeper and Seeker for England have both decided to retire. Marks, the Seeker is leaving this season and Blaine will be stepping out at the end of the season."
"Yeah, yeah, we know." Dieter rolled his eyes.
"And Mr. Kipling, the owner." He smiled over towards Hermione and Ginny, keeping them in the conversation. "Sent me a jersey for this season." He unfolded the red bundle. "What do you think?"
As it fell open it revealed, in big, dark blue letters, Sky.
"Oh my…" The entire team erupted in cheers and shouts as they hugged Sky, who was speechless, but smiling nonetheless.
"You earned it Sky. You're going to be the best Seeker they've ever had." Mr. Joyce grinned. "That's not all. Weasley, you're only here through the summer. They want you there for practices and the games so Blaine can show you how to play Keeper for England."
Ginny laughed as Ron's expression turned similar to the one he had been wearing after her and Harry's first kiss. Hermione left the stands, with Ginny closely following.
Ron kissed Hermione and started laughing. Sky had a sweet smile on his face as Ginny approached him.
"So, are you excited?"
"You do know this means, I'll be moving to England within the month?"
"I'll have to help you pack." She grinned.
"I would like that very much." He whispered before Ginny finally kissed him.