Author's Note: So it's been a while. I hit writer's block with this story, but people have PM'd me or written reviews asking me to finish this story, so I will. So I'm pretty much picking up from where I left off but also taking the story in a slightly different direction to when I first came up with the idea in 2011. So we'll just see where it goes. Now a short chapter to get the ball rolling. Let me know what you think.
Freedom-In-Fantasy
Chapter 6 – The Time Chamber
"8 weeks." Harry exclaimed. "How will we eat, where will we sleep? You know…" He trailed off. James laughed. It's all here, these doors around the walls all lead to whatever rooms you need.
"Wow. It's like the house of requirement." Ginny laughed. James winked. "Where do you think we got the idea from."
"Now first the waltz." Said Lily. As they started their dancing lesson a short while later. "The shoulders should move smoothly, parallel with the floor, not up and down." Harry looked at his shoulders with apprehension while James chuckled. Lily ignored both of them and continued her lecture. Far too soon, Harry found himself on the dance floor with Ginny as Lily critiqued their footwork. By the end of the day Lily was satisfied they could do a passable waltz, though she promised that they would continue to learn that and many other dances.
Meanwhile Arthur Weasley had been having a puzzling day. The clock that had never been wrong was saying that Ginny and Harry were at home, but they weren't. He'd run some diagnostic spells and even pulled the clock apart, but nothing was wrong with it. Wiping his brow, he finally said to his wife. It looks like Ginny feels at home in Harry's home just like he does here. Molly pursed her lips, but didn't say anything.
8 weeks flew by and before they knew it, Ginny and Harry were returning to real time. They both gave Harry's parents tearful farewell, embracing them tightly, before they stepped out of the painting and back into the hall of Potter Palace.
"Wow" Ginny gasped as she looked up at the clock on the wall. "No time has passed." James grinned at her from his frame. "I told you that you were frozen in time." Ginny looked at Harry in concern, knowing how hard it would be for him to see his parents back in their frames. "Harry?" Lily asked, equally as concerned. "You were so real." Harry crocked, tears silently starting to run down his cheeks. "I finally got to be hugged by my parents like you were really here. You were so real and now I have to remember that you're not." Lily let out a sob. "I can promise you that when we were here we loved you so much. We still do. Being in a frame doesn't stop us from loving you and talking to you. And I promise we'll spend some more time together in the Marauder's time chamber soon." Harry nodded and gave his mother a small smile. "I think I just need some time to process. I think I might head to bed." Harry's parents nodded sympathetically at him and he walked away. Ginny watched him go with concern. "I think I might go to bed too." She said. With a farewell to the Potter's, she followed Harry. Harry lay on their bed staring blankly at the ceiling. "I know they didn't mean to." He started tonelessly. "But they gave me something I always wanted, only to take it away again." Ginny walked over to the bed and wrapped her arms around him. "I don't know what to say to make this better." She finally said. "But try to be glad that you got this chance at all." She leaned over and kissed him gently, only to have harry grab her and roll her beneath him. He kissed her hard on the lips then started kissing down her neck. "I need to feel you." He whispered as between kisses. "I need to feel you breathe." He whispered as he placed a kiss on her heart. "Hear you heart beat and feel you." He lay his head on her chest and tightened his arms around her. "Whatever you need." Ginny replied as she stroked his hair. "You already know I'd give you all of me." Harry smiled against her chest. "Believe me, you are testing my resolve to wait until you're officially 17." Ginny pouted. "But not tonight." Harry said firmly. "I want that night to be all about us." Ginny rolled her eyes. "stupid romantic." She muttered. Harry grinned at her. "I can still think of plenty of ways I can feel you tonight." Then he grabbed her arse and cheekily licked her nipple through the fabric of her top. Ginny smiled a wicked smile. "I can think of a few things as well."