Three months. I have three months then I become a wife. The old ball in chain. Just the thought makes me freak out and go for a cigarette. Of course Harry put a charm on them so I cant get them. All I want is only little smoke to calm my nerves. Nope. That is asking WAY too much. I have taken to biting anything that isn't nailed down. Such as my nails, quills, the bits of shoelace on my hooded sweatshirts. What ever fits in my mouth, I chew at it.

And to top it off, now this is the real cherry on the arsenic sundae, I have to meet the Dursley's! Yup. Those crazy bastards sent Harry a letter requesting a meeting between us. They say they have something we may want. I told Harry it was most likely a trap. He told me I was crazy! I am not crazy. They are. They lock little boys in cupboards under the stairs. I would never do that…well it depends how annoying the boy is. I mean Harry couldn't have been that annoying. Like I wish my mum would have locked Ron up.

"Ginny we are going to be late!" Harry bellowed angrily from the living room.

"We would be early if someone wasn't afraid to transport the wizard way!" I snapped. Harry turned pink and sat down. I don't know why he is so nervous!

"Please don't mention anything bad or embarrassing," Harry warned. I rolled my eyes. I am not a social reject I know how to act around people.

"Like the time with the sweets?" I asked taunting him.

"Yes that!" Harry snapped.

"Calm down. I know how to treat muggles," I said coming out in my best.

"These are like the equivalent of Voldemort, only muggles," Harry said looking nervous.

"Ah," I said nodding. I had never met them, nor had any want to.

"You look very pretty. How do I look?" Harry asked looking like a child.

"You look perfect. Why are you freaking out?" I asked with wide eyes as he rushed into the bathroom to brush his hair down.

"I just am ok. They are the only family I have," Harry said gruffly. It kind of sounded like he wanted to cry. Crap I made my boyfriend cry. I made him cry on my best behavior. I am a mean person…

"Alright," I said walking in and rubbing his neck. "I wont speak unless spoken to."

"No you can speak," Harry said turning to me.

"Ready?" I asked leading him out into the kitchen. Then I dragged him into the living room and out the door.

"Oh god I cant do this," Harry says coming to a complete stop.

"You have fought Voldemort! And done a bunch of other crap and you cant even see your own family? Wuss," I said walking back into the house. He grabbed my arm.

"I'm ready," Harry snapped and opened the car door for me.

The entire drive was in absolute silence. Harry drummed his fingers nervously on the wheel.

"Are you positive I look alright?" Harry asked for the millionth time as we turned into their driveway.

"Oh no!" I gasped.

"What?" Harry asked fear coming into his eyes.

"Your socks. They don't match! What ever are we going to do? We'll have to go into hiding!" I said giggling as Harry looked angry again.

"Very funny," Harry snapped and got out of the car. I got out and smoothed down my dress. So this is where the muggles live. Huh. Nice I guess.

Harry rang the doorbell and stood back. We waited a moment and then the door opened and a skinny woman stood there. She smiled slightly at us.

"Hello Harry please come in," the woman said sweeping her arm across a nice looking living room. Harry looked amused and walked into the house.

"You painted the kitchen," Harry observed.

"We had to after the whole owl thing," she said frowning slightly. "Now what would you like to drink?"

"Coke I guess," Harry said looking confused. Suddenly a fat, stout man and a well toned man walked in.

"Ah hello Harry," the skinny man said. Wow, he was really good looking.

"Dudley?" Harry croaked.

"This is Dudley?" I blurted out. I turned slightly pink and Harry turned to give me a look.

"Uh, yeah I lost a bit of weight," Dudley said looking self conscious.

"A little weight? You dropped seven weight classes. All for some girl," the fat man said turning to give him a look.

"Who is now going to be my wife," Dudley snapped shaking his head. He looked amused.

"You must be the witch." Vernon extended his hand to me and I took it.

"Yes, I'm Ginny. You have a lovely home," I said loudly. They all looked at me like I was crazy.

"She deaf?" Harry's uncle asked nodding at me.

"No, just excited," Harry said turning even more pink. I blushed slightly and was led into the living room where I sat on the cushiest couch ever.

"Dear give me your coat," Harry's aunt said to me. She grabbed it and shook me out of it. Harry's uncle and cousin left to get the food and Harry turned to me.

"I thought you said they were mean," I said and he shrugged. "You don't think they're Death Eaters in disguise do you?"

Harry paused. "Well now I do!" he snapped turning away.

"Calm down you sound like you were just castrated," I snapped angrily. He opened his mouth to retort when his aunt walked back in.

"So Ginny is it?" she asked politely.

"Yes," I said smiling warmly.

"Well I guess you're probably wondering why you're here," she said now looking slightly less happy. Oh god they were going to kill us. I knew it. "I have something of your mothers Harry."

He nearly spit out his coke. "My mothers?" he asked coughing slightly.

"Well actually I have a trunk of your mothers things. I hid them from Vernon," Petunia said sadly. "I thought you should have them. They came just after you did. A strange wizard showed up loaded them into the kitchen while Vernon was at work. I was just getting over the idea of loosing my sister and I don't know…I just kept anything that reminded me of her. We didn't get along, but we were still sisters. You can have them now."

Harry looked back at her sadly. "Alright."

"Come on you two I'll show them to you. Vernon and Dudley are giving us a moment," Petunia said gesturing to us. I looked at Harry then put my coke down on a coaster and followed her upstairs. She led us into a bedroom I was guessing was hers and walked to a trunk at the foot of her bed. She hesitated then went to her dresser and took out a key. She bent down and unlocked it.

The trunk opened with a loud creak and unloaded a familiar smell. Harry dropped to his knees and sifted through the things. He pulled out photo albums, dresses, an antique hairbrush, an old set of school robes, and books. There was a small wooden box filled with rings and other assorted jewelry. Harry looked at it as though, if he put it down, it would disappear.

Then he found some of his fathers things. There were school robes, a pair of old glasses, comic books, and photos.

"You had this stuff all this time?" Harry asked sounding as though tears were fighting entrance into his eyes.

"I was going to give them to you when you were married," Petunia said playing with a loose string on her bedspread. "I also have a few other things."

I watched her go back to her dresser and extract a thin wooden pox and bring it back to Harry. He took it and after a nod from me, opened it.

There was a battered envelope that seemed to carry something. He undid the seal and pulled out a pair of rings.

"Are these?" Harry asked sounding as though the tears were almost here.

"Their wedding rings," Petunia said nodding. "These are letters your parents wrote to you."

Harry sniffed and opened one of dozens on envelops.

"They wrote these when you were a baby. They thought it would be nice in case they didn't survive," Petunia said handing him another bundle. He took it from her and glanced at all of them.

Harry undid the ribbon and opened a letter. He began to read with a quivering voice.

"Dearest Harry,

Right now, if you are reading this, I am most likely dead. That is the only way you were allowed these letters. I gave them to my sister in hopes that she would safely deliver these things for you. I gave birth to the liveliest baby today.

I was sitting in my old wicker rocker, when I felt a sharp pain and a burst…haha. Your father was just reading over my shoulder and told me not to write that.

Anyways. I went into the hospital and was in labor for seventy hours. Finally you came out and let out one large cry. They lay you on my chest and you looked into my eyes and sighed, as if to say, 'Here I am!' I want to let you know that today was the happiest day of my life. It didn't matter that for almost three days I was in the most unbearable pain, because when it was over it was replace by this scrunchy little thing. I can already tell you will have your father's unruly hair. Don't let anyone convince you to tame it. The more you try and persuade it the more sick pleasure it gets out of doing what it wants.

I named you Harry after my favorite character in a book. Then of course you got James from your father. (I was told to tell you that. It isn't necessary, I can already tell you wont be a stupid child.)

I have a sister names Petunia, she married a man named Vernon. Yes that's right. I'm Lily and she's Petunia. My parents were hippies.

At this time, you already have a cousin named Dudley. He is about a month older that you. It is my hope that you and he become great friends…

Right now the nurse is entering with you and I am going to breast feed. I want to let you know that I hope you never have to read this letter…

I love you my darling baby,

Love Mum:)

XXXXXXXXXX

Harry stopped reading and looked over at me. I was now sobbing at an unnatural rate. He had tears in his eyes and seemed determined not to cry. I however couldn't stop crying. I looked over at his aunt who was also crying very hard.

There we were the sob family just crying for a minute. Then we went downstairs and had a semi-pleasant dinner. Just as were leaving Harry turned to his aunt.

"I would love for you to attend the wedding," Harry said hugging her awkwardly. His uncle looked like he wanted to say no, but Petunia nodded.

"Of course we'll be there," she said and hugged him tighter. She whispered something in his ear and he stepped back.

"I know. You're forgiven," Harry mumbled to her. She shook her head no and just kissed his cheek.

"Well good-bye darling. We will see you at the wedding," Petunia said turning to me. I hugged her and then turned to his uncle. I wrapped him into a giant hug that he didn't expect. Then I turned to his cousin and gave him a hug.

"Bye," I said and we left. I turned to Harry in the car and told him to pull over. He did so and I got out of the car and walked to his side and pulled him out. He looked really confused.

"Did you eat a bad cracker?" Harry asked. I shook my head and wrapped him into a strong hug. He got the hint and cried, slowly at first and then becoming big baby gulps. Twenty minutes later he kissed the top of my head and I got back into the car.

"I love you," I said turning to him. He turned to me with puffy eyes.

"I love you too," Harry said and started driving again.

A/N Please read and review. Also thank you Paolo who's email made me smile.

I think this was semi-sad. Well anyways more funny chappies coming up. :)