A/N: Who doesn't love a good vacation? I'm posting the next two chapters soon and at the same time because I had a huge wave of inspiration over the holidays and actually have the next four chapters done.
Now Just Relax
"Ginny, what are you doing?"
"Packing."
"The entire house?"
Harry waded through the bedroom, where clothes were strewn out everywhere. Ginny was on the bed beside three large suitcases.
"I don't know what I'll need." She shrugged.
Harry rolled his eyes, noticing something new to their bedroom. "Ginny." He groaned, looking at the large photo on the wall.
Ginny let out a loud laugh. "I told you I'd be putting it up."
"It's huge! What is it, like ten by ten meters?"
"Something like that." She shrugged.
He shot his fiancé a look who simply smirked back at him.
"What if Teddy sees that?"
"Relax Harry; I doubt that Teddy will be in our bedroom any time soon. Later we can put up in the studio or something."
"No." He shook his head.
"How many swimsuits do you think I'll need?" Ginny asked him, holding up a handful of bikinis.
"I don't know. Have you ever been swimming?"
"Of course I have! There's that pond out in the woods, remember?"
"Oh yeah, I forgot about that."
"So what did Kipling think about you wanting to take a few days off?"
"Personally, I think he was happy because the amount of paparazzi hanging around will decrease." Harry sat down on the bed, still eyeing his photo with distaste.
"Well, I have been forced to use disillusion charms to get to work. Everybody wants to know all about Harry Potter's return and why did he disguise himself as Sky? And, oh my, he's engaged to Ginny Weasley! It's the couple of the century. Do you know how many wedding planners have hunted me down at work? I had one fake a broom crash."
Harry laughed, resting his hand on her thigh. "It's going to die down a bit. Until the actually wedding, of course. Which will be when, by the way?"
Ginny shrugged. "I'm perfectly happy being engaged right now. We're so busy with our everyday lives that there's no time for it all."
"So I won't be attacked with dress robes anytime soon?"
"Nope."
"Merlin, that's good to know." He sighed.
Ginny laughed. "Hey, you're only off the hook for a little while."
"Let's just get through your little packing crisis right now." He tossed a bikini at her, chuckling.
***
"Harry?"
She received only a grunt in reply.
"Harry?"
Another grunt, this one louder.
"Harry?"
This time she was given a loud sigh. "Yes, dear?"
"I'm hungry."
Harry sat up, staring at his fiancé in the darkness. "You are always hungry. Can't you wait?"
"It's almost one in the afternoon!"
"We were out until three and then you had to seduce me!"
"Hey, you weren't complaining last night!" Ginny poked his bare chest.
"Fine. I can't see a thing." He fumbled out of the bed, tripping in the darkness of the room.
"Open the curtains."
He opened them, and light rushed into the bedroom. Ginny groaned, ducking beneath the thick mass of blankets. Harry opened the French doors, revealing the beautiful ocean, less than a hundred feet away.
Ginny sat up and gazed outside contently. "What's for lunch?"
Harry shrugged. "Whatever you like."
"Can I get a show to go with it?"
"What do you want me to sing?"
"I was aiming for dancing actually." Ginny shrugged, laying back down and listening to the sounds of the ocean outside.
"I'll find something." He yawned, leaving the room.
Ginny rolled over, looking outside; she absolutely loved it on the island. It was small, but it was still perfect. It had a beautiful lagoon and reef tucked away on the side of the island, concealed by a mass of green jungle. The beach was a mile-long stretch of soft, white sand and the water was crystal clear. The house itself was large with four bedrooms and the large master suite, and a large pool that had waterfalls and rock structures surrounding it sat in the back.
They weren't far from the main island; they could make out the boats that sat in the harbor and at night they could spot the bright nighttime lights. Last night they had gone to a restaurant on the mainland and then they went to series of clubs, ending the night around three in the morning with ice cream by Ginny's request.
While Harry was in the kitchen, Ginny considered ideas for his birthday Tuesday. He was going to be twenty-two and she knew Jack was planning a party at the manor, but Ginny still didn't have a gift for him.
"All right. I have bacon and eggs." Harry grinned, carrying a large tray.
"Yum."
"Okay, so I think for my birthday dinner with your parents, we can have it 'round six or seven because knowing Jack, he'll have the party going from eleven to dawn."
"It'll be a wild party at the Potter Manor." Ginny laughed through a mouthful of bacon.
"Of course, did you tell your parents we were going on vacation?"
"Yes."
"And?"
"I'm not sure if it registered, because Mum is still walking around, teary-eyed and looking at pictures of you and me."
"I'm glad she's happy to know I'm back."
"And that we're engaged."
"Has she been attacking you with flowers and center pieces?"
"Not yet, it hasn't quite sunk in yet."
"That's a bit of a relief, I guess. Well, I'm starting to have issues with Ben and Kyle."
"Why?"
"They're getting really frustrated because I keep missing opportunities because of football practice."
"Oh, Quidditch."
"And since I'm not on a pro football team, they don't see why I don't quit."
"Maybe you should just tell them?"
Harry swallowed. "About magic? Do you think that's a good idea? I don't wanna scare them off."
Ginny shrugged. "They've done nothing but help you; I don't see why we can't trust them."
"I'll invite them to the party and tell them. Maybe alcohol will help soften the blow."
"Maybe. Come on, let's walk down to the beach and lay out. I've never been s tan before."
"Me neither, I'm turning brown."
Ginny dashed to the bathroom, pulling on her swimsuit. "I wish we could stay longer."
She heard Harry walk away with the empty plates of food. "I'm defiantly buying this place." He called.
"Good, because I can't wait for our next trip." Ginny admired her new tan and her new red bikini in the bathroom mirror.
Harry walked in, already in his swimsuit. He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. "Let's go." He pulled off his shirt, tossing it aside and Ginny smiled at his muscular, tanned body.
They walked along the stone path that led to the beach and Ginny grinned widely at the bright white sand. She put on her sunglasses and walked towards the water.
Harry held his sunglasses and dove, head-first into the shallow water, emerging seconds later. Ginny sat down in the cool water that rose below her shoulders, saving her hair from the water.
"There are a lot of boats out there today." Harry ran a hand through his wet hair, sending it in every direction.
"Yeah." Ginny sighed into the water. She stood up and walked to the shore, laying down on a towel and putting on her sunglasses.
Harry walked up, standing beside her, water cascading down his body. He gazed out across the endless stretch of blue waters.
"Something just doesn't seem right." He squinted for a moment before putting on his white sunglasses, continuing to search the boats that dotted the sea.
"Just relax, don't worry about it." Ginny sat up, leaning against her elbows.
"You're right, maybe it's nothing." He agreed, but continued to run his eyes along the horizon.
"Harry." She warned.
He grinned down at her. "So anything in mind for what we're going to do tonight?"
***
Molly Weasley hustled about the kitchen, making sure everything was nearly ready for Harry's dinner. He and Ginny would be there in less than an hour.
"Arthur, make sure Jack is all cleaned up!" She called.
A familiar owl flew through the open kitchen window, a magazine clutched in its beak. Molly took it from the bird, handing it an owl treat. It was her new Witch Weekly. She had considered abandoning her subscription because it no longer contained any recipes or even really appealed to women her age anymore, it was all gossip on the latest celebrities.
She unrolled it and found on the cover, a photo of two very familiar faces, stretched out on a white beach in swimsuits. It was Harry and Ginny.