Chapter 4

July 31st

Harry opened his eyes. He was 18 today. In the wizarding world, you became of age at 17, but since Harry spent 11 years of his life basically living as a Muggle, the age still held some significance to him. He smiled as he tried to sit up, and found himself hindered by a pair of arms. He looked down and saw Ginny, sleeping peacefully, with her arms wrapped tightly around him, showing that she didn't want to let go. Since their first night of love, everyone thought it was for the best if rooms were swapped. Hermione went to Ron's room and Harry went to Ginny's. There was some initial uproar from the brothers, but they were quickly reminded, by Ginny, that she wasn't a little girl any more. In a couple of weeks, she would be of age. No-one argued after that, especially after being reminded of the Bat Bogey Hex. Soon, Ginny's room was ever so slightly expanded and her bed turned into a double bed. Of course, the two used that to their full advantage, after the first time, they found it difficult to stop, to the point where they did it nearly anywhere, which nearly led to some embarrassing encounters in the kitchen at midnight. Harry enjoyed his time with Ginny, he had to admit, the sex was great, but he loved her more for who she was as a person. Harry didn't get on with anyone as well as he got on with Ginny, including Ron and Hermione. This suited him down to the ground, as they were both starting to exclude him in favour of "time together" in Ron's room.

Harry thought the princess had enough time asleep, so he kissed her on the lips. He had to control himself from bursting out laughing after she moaned his name. Then she opened her eyes, to see her boyfriend looking down on her with a huge grin on his face.

"I knew you loved me, but not in your sleep surely?" Harry said, between snorts of laughter

Ginny grabbed her pillow and hit him with it;

"I've had more explicit dreams" she retorted.

That shut Harry up. In the brief moment of silence, she remembered.

"Oh, yeah! It's your birthday today!" she exclaimed

Harry gave her a sarcastic round of applause.

"Well, done!" Harry said sarcastically "I never expected you to remember my birthday"

"Well, with that tone of voice, you obviously don't want your present" Ginny said teasingly.

Harry's face fell with those words, so she hit him with the pillow again.

"Just kidding stupid" she said.

"I knew that!" Harry said defensively "So where's my prezzie?"

"You'll get it during your party" Ginny replied.

Harry groaned, last week, Mrs. Weasley accosted him and told him that after the amazing job he did last year, and the break up of his seventeenth birthday by Rufus Scrimegeour, he was getting a real birthday party, no matter how much he begged her not to go to any trouble, she had been working tirelessly all week.

"Do I have to wait that long?" Harry whined.

"Yes, that's when you're getting all your presents, in fact I'm thinking of giving you it after the party, you know, make it a bit more special." Ginny replied.

"I can think of another thing we can do after the party" Harry said flirtatiously.

"Oh don't worry about that" Ginny replied "That's already half your present" she laughed when she saw his jaw drop.

After dressing, the two made their way downstairs. Mrs. Weasley was cooking breakfast. She turned and smiled at Harry.

"Happy Birthday dear" she said "The party is nearly finished, and everyone has been told"

"Who do you mean by everyone?" Harry said nervously.

"Oh, only us, your teachers, Hagrid, Kingsley, Andromeda, Teddy and all your school friends" she said.

Ginny was sat at the table and she laughed as Harry's jaw dropped for the second time that morning.

"Are you sure that the Burrow can fit all those people?" Harry asked, still shocked.

"Don't worry, the party is outside and we're temporarily expanding the garden and tables" Mrs. Weasley replied.

Harry resigned himself as Mrs. Weasley heaped tons of breakfast onto his plate, he only really wanted a quiet dinner, and suddenly everyone he knew was visiting, he pondered this some more while eating, Ginny being a major distraction, it had became habit for her to tease him at mealtimes with her feet, at first he hated it, but then he resigned himself, he even began to like it a bit, which was a little creepy.

As soon as Harry had finished breakfast, he was rushed out the door with Mrs. Weasley, giving Ginny instructions to distract him until 3 'o' clock that afternoon, when the party was due to start. She happily obliged and led him to the small lake near the Burrow, just out of the way. She made Harry conjure a blanket for the both of them, and they both lied on it, admiring the beautiful Summer's day, along with the snogging and petting of course. By now, Ginny knew all Harry's weak spots, like the spot behind his left ear, his chest, and obviously his manhood, if she used those to her advantage, she would have Harry wrapped around her middle finger. Of course, Harry fought back, with her neck, and her breasts being weak spots, leaving her moaning and lusting for more. She was also ticklish, especially under the armpits, and the soles of her feet. In a battle between the two, there would usually be no victor, both of them would end up complete exhausted wrecks. Harry and Ginny had fought one of those battles to pass the time. It was first innocent tickling etc. but by the end, Harry was sucking Ginny's breasts and Ginny was rubbing Harry's manhood like crazy. They blamed their hormones, just a small bit of time in each others' company made them crazy and willing to do anything. They still loved each other, and longed for a romantic date, but the wards on the Burrow were still going strong, as there were still Death Eaters roaming the country, who could decide for some revenge, so the protection was there for safety, which annoyed Harry and Ginny greatly.

At 2:55, after purposely staying together for as long as possible, Harry and Ginny made their way back to the Burrow, giggling and joking. As they reached the back garden, Harry took one look and gasped. There was a huge white marquee, not unlike the one used for Bill and Fleur's wedding, a large dancefloor, tables, balloons with '18' on them, and banners saying 'Happy Birthday Harry'. Harry was absolutely gobsmacked at the effort the Weasleys had made in his honour. He was touched, but at the same time embarassed. As soon as he got closer, everyone at the party looked, saw him and cheered. Harry felt himself go red, as he held onto Ginny's hand for comfort. She knew he didn't like much attention. As he got closer, the number of people he recognised was incredible, all the Weasleys were there, including Charlie, who Harry had heard went back to Romania. There were also Hogwarts teachers, like McGonagall and Slughorn, friends, like Neville, Luna, and even people he hadn't seen in years, like the old Gryffindor Quidditch team, and older students, like Lee Jordan. They had all turned up to celebrate his birthday and Harry felt a little overwhelmed.

Before he could get swamped and the party could begin, Kingsley Shacklebot made his way towards Harry.

"I know this is your birthday Harry" Kingsley said "But I need you to come inside with me while I talk to you about something important, you may bring Ginny if you wish"

Without another word, he made his way towards the house, obviously expecting Harry to follow him. He took a look at Ginny, who shrugged and, hand in hand, they made their way towards the house. When they were inside, Harry shut the door behind him, so no-one would eavesdrop. They both made their way to Kingsley, who was sat in an armchair, so Harry and Ginny occupied the sofa.

"I received a letter the other day" Kingsley began "It was from the people who manage the Potter estate, and they informed me that you hadn't been given proper information on your parents' will. Since I don't have the document with me, I have been told to relay this information to you, this was supposed to have been done last year, but Scrimegeour neglected it in favour of questioning you about Dumbledore's will, which I'm personally furious at"

Harry stood up and began to speak but Ginny grabbed his arm and shushed him, letting Kingsley finish.

"You already have access to James and Lily's bank vault in Gringotts, however, when you turned 17, you became entitled to much more. Since the Potters are a pure blood family, they have their own personal bank vault which James neglected to use, preferring to earn his own money. There is also a mansion somewhere in Dorset, in the South, that was never used by James and Lily, partly for the reasons mentioned above, but also because they needed somewhere more rural to go into hiding and the manor was too obvious, I have a statement from Gringotts here that I would like you to read"

Kingsley handed Harry a roll of Parchment, which he read;

Assets owned by Harry James Potter

Vault 687 (James and Lily Potter): Worth 200,000* Galleons

Vault 710 (Potter Family): Worth 10,000,000* Galleons

Vault 711 (Black Family): Worth 10,000,000* Galleons.

12 Grimmauld Place: Worth 900,000* Galleons

Potter Manor: Worth 3,000,000* Galleons.

*Approximate value

(Due to records that subject has lived as a Muggle, approximate exchange rates are:

1 Galleon= 5GBP (Pounds sterling) or 7.35USD (US dollars)

Harry's jaw dropped and he heard Ginny gasp reading over his shoulder. He knew his vault in Gringotts was sizeable, but he never knew he would be this rich. In fact, he felt embarrassed. He didn't ask for this amount of wealth. He was 18 and he owned 2 houses, and had a personal fortune of 20,200,000 Galleons. He would never need a job, he could get the Weasleys a better house and a better standard of living. He would force them to take it. In fact, he considered flat out giving them Vault 687. There would be no way he would be selfish. He would give money to whoever needed it. In both worlds, he was one rich man. He hoped this wouldn't come between him and Ginny.

"I know you're shocked, but it's all true. All this belongs to you" Kingsley said.

"It's just so incredible, I grew up with nothing, and now I'm a rich man, it's almost too much to bear" Harry said, feeling tears welling up. Ginny grabbed his hand, applying pressure.

"I hope you still want to work at the Auror office though Harry" Kingsley said with a slight smile. "We don't want you getting lazy at some manor house, eating grapes now would we?"

"No, we wouldn't" Harry laughed, along with Ginny. "Speaking of the manor though, I would like to see it soon, would I be able to live there?"

"Of course, you may go tomorrow if you wish and you may bring Ginny with you, the wards are designed to let any Potter through without worry, and can detect the owners likes and dislikes, which keep people in or out as necessary, anyway, I've kept you long enough, enjoy your party"

Enjoy Harry did, after telling people about his fortunes, which he was still embarrassed about, he opened his monumental pile of presents, from nearly everyone who attended, except for Ginny of course. He ended up blowing out the candles on an enormous cake, shaped like a Gryffindor lion, courtesy of Mrs. Weasley. He then danced the night away with Ginny, enjoying what he considered a perfect birthday, something he deserved, even though he didn't like the attention, he knew people were grateful to him, and he appreciated that.

Unfortunately, all good things had to end, and soon everyone was leaving, leaving Ginny to lead Harry to their hang out earlier. They had summoned some candles, and another blanket, and lay with each other, watching the clear starry sky.

"I think it's time for your prezzie now Potter" Ginny said teasingly.

"Which half?" Harry said innocently.

"The actual present, the sex comes when we have a bed" Ginny said with a devilish smile.

Without another word, she handed him a small black box. Harry opened it and gasped. It was necklace. With a gold chain, there was a Golden Snitch on the chain, with miniature diamonds encrusting it, and behind the snitch was a ruby encrusted Quaffle, he knew how symbolic it was, a Seeker and a Chaser joined together, it was truly the most beautiful gift he had ever received. Harry didn't even verbalise his gratitude as he embraced Ginny and nearly cried tears of joy. He truly loved her, and her present showed she loved him just as much, he truly appreciated the thought that went into it. Ginny didn't even expect a thank you, she knew how much he loved it just by the reaction that she received. She was glad she made her man happy, a man who hadn't known much happiness, who deserved it more than anyone else on the planet.

It was at that moment they kissed, and it was like their first kiss, fiery, passionate, cute and heart melting. They stayed locked together for what seemed like years, letting all their love come out in that one moment. They broke apart and headed back towards the Burrow. Without disturbing anyone else, they made their way to Ginny's room, and were already kissing furiously by the time they closed the door and made love well into the early hours of the morning.

Well, this is my longest chapter so far, and I like it. From reading the tons of other fics on here about Harry's life, I enjoyed the idea of Harry getting a mansion and being filthy rich. I also remember reading this one where Ginny gives Harry an actual Snitch with words engraved on it. I took the Snitch idea, made it Jewellery and added the Quaffle for symbolic reasons. I hoped you like it, and count yourselves lucky. I really shouldn't be updating with only 3 reviews :P