Six Months Later

Silence. That is all I have been hearing for months now…nothing. Just silence from the sleeping angels that have been called my children. They must have known they were pissing me off because they went all quiet and whatever. They are so sweet and everyone in my family has been more than helpful. Well as helpful my family can get…

Fred and George thought they were helping and I have just recently beat the crap out of them. See the twins were up, the babies not the idiots, all night. I don't think I slept more than twenty minutes over the past week so obviously I was exhausted. So I'm sitting by the cribs trying to place Alex into a trance when I dozed off and just fell right to sleep.

When I woke up I resumed my stupid little dance thing with the bear that jiggles. I realized how flipping sore I was, then I looked over at the clock and saw that I was indeed sleeping for three hours. Obviously I thought my kids had smothered to death so I jumped up and looked in the crib and they weren't there. They weren't there. Do I need to repeat myself again?

I ran down the stairs tripping and falling and started calling their names. Stupid I know but people do crazy things when they think their twins have been kidnapped by an evil dark wizard. So I started screaming wicked loud like crazy woman screaming and then the crying started. The blinding tears and the horrible sobs that leave you gasping for breath.

After I had asked my mother if she had seen the babies I went back into the living room and tried to think of what to do. I stood there for a minute absolutely paralyzed with this stupid, unknown fear that I had never in my life felt. I couldn't think straight and I was sure they were gone from us.

That's when my idiot brothers walked through the front door wearing some silly little hats and each holding a baby. I nearly fainted right there, but my amazing Quidditch skills kept my afoot.

I let out a relieved shriek and ran to them. I kissed the their chubby little cheeks and their silly little hands as Fred and George placed them in a crib that was by the couch. I smiled at the babies for a moment and then turned around to face my brothers.

I smacked them both as hard as I could in the arms. "What is the matter with you?" I bellowed so angrily that they backed up instantly. "I thought they were GONE! I THOUGHT SOMEONE HAD COME IN AND TOOK MY CHILDREN! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT THAT FEELS LIKE? TO FEEL LIKE YOU HAVE JUST LOST ANYTHING AND EVERYTHNG THAT MEANT ANYTHING TO YOU? OBVIOUSLY NOT! OF ALL THE STUPID THINGS TO DO!"

"Ginny we're sorry!" Fred cried as I aimed another heavy blow onto his chest. "Harry told us you needed a break and we agreed I mean you don't exactly look as dashing-"

"Regardless," George pressed on sending a furious glance at Fred as I flared up again. "We were just trying to help out. We should have said something but then I guarantee you wouldn't have slept anyways. So really we were doing you a favor. Just think if you had slept another ten minutes."

"Oh yes let's," I snapped and went back over to the crib where Alex had dozed off and Jake was staring at his hand as though it were a miracle. I let out a defeated sigh and flopped onto the couch.

"I'll tell you what," George said looking like he was feeling sorry for me. Usually I don't take charity from anyone, but I seriously needed what they were suggesting at this point. "You go freshen up and whatever, and go surprise Harry at the Ministry. We know for a face you two haven't had a moment alone since the babies so I ordered you a special room in some hotel and you two can just have a night alone."

I almost cried with such a sense of love for my older brothers who usually make me cry for other reasons. "I can't just leave them here," I said motioning to the sleeping bundles.

"I'll take them back with me," George said smiling at her. "Katie would love the extra company."

"Now Ginny we hardly ever offer anything quite like this so I would-" Fred began but I had hopped onto them with a rough hug and turned and sprinted up the stairs. Once upstairs I got into the shower and cleaned all the applesauce and baby smell off of me.

Once I got out I went into my room to find a dress the would be appropriate for such a night…

Finally I got out the dress I wore when Harry and I went on our first date. It seemed like that would be a good choice, not that he would remember or anything. I did my hair in some twirly little bun on my head and allowed little trundles to glide around my face. I put on make-up and took a breath mint. I glanced at myself and scrunched up my nose slightly. I was still a little heavier than I was before the boys. Not much I weighed like one-ten and now I weigh one-twenty. Harry really didn't seem to mind it too much.

I looked at the clock and saw it was still only like two in the afternoon. If we could get to the hotel, unpack and whatever, and then just go walking around, we could go back and eat and then have sex. It would be the perfect day. Of course Harry wasn't going to need any persuasion to go. All I needed to do was hike up my skirt or lean over and he was all over me hard and ready. But still I put on my sexiest underwear and packed him some clothes to change into. He couldn't ruddy well pop into some hotel wearing his work robes. They would think we were some sort of Morons or something…

"Ginny what the hell is taking you so long?" Fred bellowed up the stairs. Honestly if they weren't providing my only means for escape I just might have yelled something angrily down the stairs. But I didn't, I still have some left over Zen. I just pop it out whenever I need it.

"Sorry," I said with much strain. Seriously I should get an award every time someone doesn't piss me off. That would be so much easier. No! Instead of an award…Oreos. I could totally be a better person if there was a promise of Oreos.

I walked down the stairs holding an over night bag for Harry and a suit case for me. Plus two little bags for my boys…Oh no! I couldn't leave them. I couldn't I mean they were still so little and what if something happened to them? Then what? Oh god and Fred and George were going to watch them? I might as well send them out into Voldemort's Death Eater parties with a big sign saying, 'I'm Harry Potter's son!'

"I can't," I moaned sitting on the couch trying not to cry.

"I wont kill them, I promise," George said seriously and crouched down to my level and looked at me seriously for the first time. "Fred will be there and so will Katie and Angie. There is no way these babies are going to get hurt. Ok?"

Finally I just nodded and Fred took me up by the arms and wrapped me into a deep hug. I kissed both their cheeks and then kissed Jake and Alex. They stirred slightly with my touch but didn't wake completely.

"Promise me when we get home I still have two innocent little boys," I warned.

"Scouts honor," George said and did some weird bunny ears.

"Alright…I'm going!" I said almost reluctantly and turned to leave.

"Go get some," Fred called to my retreating back. I just rolled my eyes and stepped into the fire, holding onto the hotel room key.

Convincing Harry

When I got to the ministry Harry was sitting at his desk reading what looked like a magazine. There were closed containers of food and three sets of Chopsticks. I smiled at him and he looked up at me surprised.

"Ginny? I didn't know we had plans," Harry said getting up and I kissed him deeply. He staggered back looking flushed and his eyes were filled with want.

"We didn't," I said smirking. "We do now though. Fred and George got us a hotel room and they promised to watch the boys. So I thought if you finish up now then we could go set up in the hotel and maybe have some time for other stuff…?" I trailed off smiling seductively. He groaned and went to say something when I caught his mouth in a deep kiss. He seemed to stumbled back and into his chair and I smirked again.

"Oh just need some encouragement?" I asked knowingly and reached for his zipper. He tried to say something and I slid down between his thighs and spread them open and quickly undid the zipper. He groaned and slapped my hands away almost reluctantly.

"Ginny I-" Harry started and let out a loud groan as I slid him out into the biting air. I looked back up at him innocently.

"You…?" I asked stroking him lightly. He moaned softly and bit onto his knuckles hardly.

"I have a mee-" Harry said and I slowly slid him into my mouth. He gasped loudly and then pushed me quickly under the desk just as a door opened. I paused in fright and heard three familiar voices.

"Harry ok now I have the update and it doesn't look like anything has changed," Moody said and handed Harry a large pamphlet. I blanched. If Moody had his magical eye…

"Moody where's your eye?" Harry asked in a strangled voice.

"He lost in on the train over here," Remus said in an amused tone. I almost giggled and then quickly remembered where I was and who was out there exactly.

"Ruddy muggles! You think they would know not to push a man of my age around!" Moody snarled angrily and sounded like he had begun to eat from whatever was in front of him.

"So how's Ginny?" Remus asked and there was a long pause.

"Fine," Harry answered still sounding strained. I mean I could see why, he was still painfully turned on. "Actually we were going to- Ah," Harry moaned as I slightly stroked him.

"Are you alright?" Remus asked and sounded like he was eating something.

Tonks spoke up with a mouthful of food. "You look all sweaty."

"I'm sick," Harry lied easily and slapped at me. I stopped and leaned against the back of the desk, all defeated and such. If there was food then this was going to be a long bloody meeting.

"You know we should invite you guys over here once in a while," Tonks said once again with a mouthful of food. I smiled and tried not to fall asleep. I was already loosing my horny edge and sinking back into that painfully boredism. Did you know you can't really die of boredom? Like your body won't shut down or anything like that. I learned that the other day.

"Yeah you know if you want we can do it next week," Remus said and I pinched Harry's leg.

"Ow!" Harry yelped and I panicked again. "Ow-Oh yes that would be great!" Harry finished gaily and there was a pause.

"Alright," Tonks said in a weird voice. What the hell is the matter with Harry? He defeated the Dark Lord but heaven forbid someone pinch his thigh or something. This was so boring! This is like seven History of Magic classes being shoved into one boring lemonade. And the stuff they were talking about was literally putting me to sleep.

"Well if that's it I guess we'll go then," Moody said and I heard him leave the room. The door slammed and now only Tonks and Remus sat in the office.

"Us too," Remus said. "Need to get back to the kids."

"By Harry…Bye Ginny," Tonks called and the door slammed. I blushed deeply and didn't know what to do. For a moment I was immobilized until Harry shifted slightly and I remembered why I came here exactly. I reached out and grasped him again. He groaned loudly and held onto my hand as I slowly started to stroke him. I pushed his rollie chair back into the light and continued to rub him lightly. After a minute he had his fist back into his mouth in order to stop himself for yelling out loud. I sucked on my index finger and then rubbed it over his head.

"Oh fuck," Harry gasped loudly and grabbed onto my hair harder. I took that as a good sign and slowly allowed him access into my mouth as he made another loud cruse of pleasure. I sucked on him for a minute before letting him slide out. He made an angry noise and I smirked broadly.

"Well if you're really too busy for tonight then I can just go on home and let you finish your day in peace," I said standing up and brushing myself off. He grabbed tightly onto my wrist so hard I almost winced in pain. Instead I got more turned on. "Yes?" I asked innocently.

Harry groaned impatiently. "Don't make me beg," he said in whiny voice. I just smirked.

"Beg?" I asked in a small innocent voice. "If I would make you beg what would it sound like exactly?" I asked coyly and slowly slid back to my knees and closer to Harry who had hitched his breath in pleasure.

"Please?" Harry asked as I slowly took him into my hand.

"More," I said in a strict voice and rubbed him slightly. He let out another low groan that sounded more like a growl.

"Pretty please?" Harry tried desperately.

"I'm not some foolish sixth year Harry Potter. You are going to have to try just a bit harder," I said harshly and poked my tongue out ever so slightly to massage him with it. He let out another groan.

"Pretty please from the bottom of my heart will you do me this one favor, oh sexiest woman alive and mother of my children?" Harry asked now in a real desperate voice.

"Well if you put it like that," I said and resumed my fondling only with more passion and touching. He clutched onto the chair rests tightly as his climax approached.

"Oh gods," Harry nearly yelled as his orgasm washed over him. He was still breathing deeply when I finished and still held onto my hair tightly. He sat there lewdly for a moment before I trailed tiny kissed up his stomach to his face where he met my lips in a deep kiss.

"Happy Birthday," I whispered and he stared at me strangely. I looked back at him angrily. "You forgot your birthday?"

"No," Harry said in a voice that said he had in fact forgot it.

"I can not believe you forgot!" I nearly yelled as he zipped himself up, still panting deeply.

"Why are you getting so upset? It isn't like I forgot your birthday or something," Harry said and took my hand gently. I rolled my eyes angrily. "Now I'll go home and pack-"

"I already did it for you," I snapped still angry. Harry stood up and kissed my neck gently and I felt my anger ebbing away as a new, and much better feeling seeped into my body.

"Well thank you very much. I knew I married you for something," Harry joked and kissed my cheek again. "Now let us go to this hotel and have so much birthday sex it makes us sick."

I shivered in anticipation. We have not had sex since the babies. Honestly I haven't felt like it and Harry had been so busy he only comes home for minutes at a time and sometimes I'm sleeping when he is home. Tonight was the perfect, beyond perfect night to do it.

"Alright," I said coyly and grabbed his hand. I closed my eyes and when I opened them we were standing in a hotel room with nice plush carpets and a giant bed.

"So do you want to-" I began but he cut me off with a giant kiss that left me breathless. I smirked and undid my jacket letting it slide off of my shoulders. It was so hot outside but I still thought a jacket would be alright because sometimes it got cold and whatnot.

Harry stared at me for a moment and then smirked. "That's the dress you wore on our first date," he said pointing to it and I almost burst into tears. He remembered…

"Yeah it is," I said and walked slowly over to him. He seemed immobilized and then took my hand slightly. I stared at him for a moment wondering why he was prolonging this.

"I fell in love with you again that night," Harry whispered into my ear. I felt another wave of love and realized that he made me fall in love with him all over again…twice.

"Me too," I said shyly and kissed his lips firmly. He knocked us into the bed and began to slid my panties off. I went to lift the dress off of me when he stopped me roughly.

"Keep it on," he said kissing down my neck. The passion in his voice made me shiver and I smiled and worked my way down his body.

After a minute Harry entered me to my absolute pleasure. It had been another like year and so odd months since I have had sex. I gasped loudly and gripped onto his shoulder as he slowly began to rock into me.

Another twenty minutes we were both lying on the bed completely spent. I turned to him and took his hand tightly into my own and just closed my eyes. He went over to me and kissed my cheek tenderly.

"Where are the boys?" Harry asked staring out into the afternoon light.

"With my brothers," I answered and turned to face his worried expression. "It's alright I already used any form of threat and hex and told them there would be more if anything happened."

Harry relaxed and leaned his head against my shoulder. I snuggled down into him closely and traced the outline of his firm stomach.

"What do you have planned for tomorrow?" Harry asked quietly.

"Well I plan we'll be up most of the night…" I trailed off as Harry smirked at me. "But then I thought we could go for a nice walk along the shore."

"I love that idea," Harry murmured to me as his hand slid from my stomach down further until I hitched in my breath.

"Me too," I groaned as he stroked me.

"I love you," Harry whispered into my ear and all I could do was nod as he slid a finger into my center.

Fourteen hours we slid out of bed and went for that walk.

A/N Please read and review. And for all you silly chaps you think I'm going to forget about this fic I say you are stupid. This is the fic that really made me popular and whatever. I get more reviews for this than any other story, I am not just going to walk away from it. Do not fear! I have like a competition between three people each claiming to be my biggest fan. I think that is so funny and sweet and such a moral boost. Oh and did I make a thousand reviews? If so my thousandth reviewer rocks my socks!