Chapter XLI - A Saturday to Remember

Harry figured that it was going to be a long weekend when he walked back into the dining corridor with Ginny to find his aunt and uncle still there.

He grinned up at his parents' portraits. "You guys aren't done chatting yet?"

James grinned. "No, we're not. Vernon here has not finished apologizing for every rotten thing that he has done in his rotten life. Have you?"

Uncle Vernon glared up at the portrait. "I don't have to do any damn thing that you tell me too! You're a picture; you can't do nothing to me!"

James sighed. "No, but my son can."

Harry laughed. "Hey, Uncle Vernon, just do what my dad says, okay?"

Uncle Vernon made a small growling sound and turned to look at Harry. "Fine, I am sorry for everything that I have done to you, Harry."

Harry grinned. "Thanks, Uncle Vernon, that means a lot to me."

Lily looked over at Harry, shaking her head. "You are more like James than I thought, Harry, you both so enjoy making people uncomfortable."

James pretended to look shocked. "What are you saying? Why, I am a complete angel?"

Lily snorted. "Yeah, right."

Ginny smiled. "I have heard many stories about you, Mr. Potter, and if you were an angel than my twin brothers are saints."

James grinned. "I never did anything wrong."

Lily cleared her throat loudly. "Nothing wrong, James dear? Who was it again that used our ten month old son as a quaffle with Sirius while he played Quidditch in our living room instead of babysitting our son while I went out shopping?"

James looked anywhere but at his wife. "I have no idea what you are talking about, Lily."

Aunt Petunia was looking at Lily's portrait still with some sort of shock. "Lily … oh God Lily, I am so sorry for everything … what I said, and how I acted and for … for how I treated Harry."

Ginny turned to Aunt Petunia, a dangerous glint in her eye. "Mrs. Dursley, after everything that you did to Harry, he still turned into one of the most wonderful people that I have ever met in my entire life, while your son, who you mothered and coddled turned into an absolute ass! So thank you for treating Harry the way you did."

Harry grinned. "That is true. Dudley is a spoiled rotten brat who beats up kids half his size and years younger than him."

Uncle Vernon's moustache twitched. "Don't talk about my son!"

Aunt Petunia however, looked over at Harry, sadness in her eyes. "No, Vernon, he's right. Dudley is spoiled, and I know that he treats other kids badly. The school tells us all the time … our son is a bully. We just never … we just choose to ignore the signs. Harry, I really am very sorry for the way that I've treated you."

Harry nodded. "I know, you told me before I left for the Burrow in the summer."

Lily smiled. "See now we at least have a decent understanding. James?"

James sighed. "Alright, I'm sorry I yelled at you … but I had every reason too!"

Harry laughed. "I agree with you there."

Uncle Vernon nodded. "Fine."

Ginny smiled and slipped her arm around Harry's waist as Dudley stepped into the room. "Mr. and Mrs. Potter, Harry just received offers for seeker for the Ballycastle Bats and the Wigtown Wanderers, of course we know that there will be more offers, but isn't that amazing?"

James grinned broadly. "That is very amazing! Harry, I am so proud of you. Are you going to play professional Quidditch?"

Harry nodded. "Yeah, I think I might. We'll see what other offers I get first."

Lily smiled. "Congratulations honey, you know James got a few offers, but with the war going on he wanted to be an Auror and to help out first."

James nodded. "Yeah, well the war is over now. But don't go for the Wanderers, they are a terrible team!"

Harry smiled. "I'll keep that in mind. I hope the war is over, unfortunately there are still Death Eaters on the loose, which is why the Dursleys are here in the first place."

"Harry, don't call them the Dursleys that sounds rude. They are your aunt, uncle, and cousin. At least say relatives." Lily replied sternly.

"Sorry Mum." Harry replied.

Dudley spoke up from behind Harry. "Are you really his parents?"

James nodded. "We were, now were memories. And you, are a git."

"James!"

James shrugged. "Well, he is."

Harry grinned. "Look, I think that we're going to go back in the living room now. You have told my aunt and uncle off enough now, don't you think?"

James sighed. "I guess so."

Lily nodded. "Yes, goodbye Pet, bye Vernon, Dudley."

Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon, and Dudley nodded before heading back into the living room, followed by Harry and Ginny. Aunt Petunia turned to look at Harry as soon as he stepped into the room. "How can you talk to them like that? When they … they're not really there, you know?" She asked.

Harry shrugged. "Well, it's the only way that I can talk to them, so to me it's just fine. Besides all of their memories are there, at least up until the week before they died because that was the last time they had the portraits modified."

Aunt Petunia nodded just as Maddy came back into the room. "Sir, Master James wants to speak with you again. He insists on it."

Harry sighed. "Yeah, I'm coming." Ginny slid off of his lap so that he could stand up before sitting back in his chair as Harry headed back out into the dining corridor. "Now what?"

James looked angry. "Don't 'now what' me? I am angry here and your mother won't listen to me. Now, why are those assholes here again?"

"Dad, come on, I know that they're not exactly the greatest people but they have no where else to go. I'm trying to be nice by taking them in and all … and even if they did treat me like shit my whole life they are still the only family that I remember for the first ten years of my life. I couldn't just let them be attacked by Death Eaters. And well, you and mum did force them to apologize to me."

James sighed. "You sure know how to take the anger out of a bloke. Ahh well, I suppose I had my fun … Can I scream at them whenever they walk by?"

Harry laughed. "Sure, but only them, Ginny and I didn't do anything."

James grinned. "Got it. Okay, I'll let you return to the party now."

Harry grinned. "It's not really a party, but sure. See you."

Harry headed back into the living room. It was very silent, Ginny was sorting through the stuff that Harry had received from the Quidditch teams; Dudley was still leering at Ginny in a way that made Harry's hands clench into fists at his sides, and his aunt and uncle were standing in the middle of the room looking lost and nervous. Harry lifted Ginny up and sat down, cuddling her back onto his lap.

"What did your dad want?" Ginny asked.

Harry grinned. "To complain about what terrible people my aunt and uncle are."

Uncle Vernon's moustache twitched angrily. "How dare he … he just can't …"

Harry laughed. "He can do anything that he wants. He's a picture of memories, he has every right to complain and yell at you." Harry leaned down and picked up the Wigtown Wanderers Quidditch jersey from the box. "This is much too small for me. You want it love?"

Ginny grinned. "I'd much rather have the one with the team that you agree to play for."

Harry smiled. "Sure, anything you want."

Uncle Vernon rolled his eyes. "Why are you here anyway? Shouldn't you be at that freak school you go to?"

Harry shrugged. "Well, normally yeah, but you see McGonagall came to get me last night and said that you had your house burnt down and she wanted to know how I wanted to go about seeing that you were properly protected. So I got to come here, Gin of course was allowed to come with me. Besides, it's Saturday, I don't have class again until Monday."

"What the hell are we supposed to do here, if we can't even leave the house?" Dudley demanded angrily.

Harry grinned. "Read? Chat? Play some games? Sorry, I don't own a television or a computer or a phone for that matter."

Dudley looked shell shocked. "You don't own a T.V.?"

"Nope, looks like you'll have to find something else to do with your pathetic life, Dud." Harry replied as Uncle Vernon growled at him.

"Don't talk to my son that way!"

Ginny smirked and buried her face into Harry's shoulder as her body shook from her silent laughter. Harry grinned. "Sorry."

Uncle Vernon sighed. "Well, I'm tired; I'm going back to bed. There's nothing else to do in this … place."

Aunt Petunia nodded. "I think I will too … talking to Lily like that … I'm tired." They both left the room and headed back upstairs leaving Harry, Ginny, and Dudley alone in the living room.

Ginny sat up and grinned wickedly at Harry. "Want to revise?"

"Gin, Hermione's not here, you're not going to make me study are you?" Harry moaned at the thought.

Ginny grinned. "Come on, we need to practice." She snuggled close and as she nibbled at his neck she whispered in his ear. "It will be fun … we can use Dudley as our guinea pig."

Harry laughed. "That's tempting, love, but not really appropriate."

Ginny pouted. "You're taking away my fun."

Harry grinned and leaned forward to nibble at her lips. "I'll make it up to you later." Ignoring Dudley completely, Harry leaned forward and captured her mouth in his just as Maddy came to the doorway again.

"Harry Potter, sir," Harry turned to look over at Maddy.

"Yeah Maddy?"

Maddy smiled. "Bill Weasley's head is in the fire for you."

Dudley's jaw dropped open. "Head in the fire?"

Harry nodded. "Yeah." He stood up and headed into the entrance hall, Ginny and Dudley following him. Dudley let out a girlish shriek at the sight of the floating head. Everyone ignored him. "Hey Bill, this is unexpected."

Bill grinned. "Yeah, well, I haven't had much of a chance to talk to you and when I heard you were here, I figured I'd give you a shout. First of all I'd just like to say congratulations to you and my sister for setting a date. Mum is ecstatic at the idea of another wedding … anything to keep her mind off of what we just found out."

Ginny knelt down next to Harry. "Bill what happened? And your face … the scars are gone?"

Bill sighed. "Yeah, I went to that healer that Harry found for me. The scars have been removed and I look and feel normal again . But anyways, Mum isn't too pleased. Since Dad is Minister of Magic now he had to get a hold of Percy for job issues, and he found out that Percy is on vacation … for his honeymoon."

Ginny's jaw dropped open. "Percy got married?"

Bill nodded. "He's been married for over six months to Penelope Clearwater, that Ravenclaw that he's been dating since Hogwarts. They only just managed to take a honeymoon now because of all of the problems with the ministry and with Voldemort. And it turns out Penny is also four months pregnant. Mum and Dad were not impressed."

"How can he do this to them? How can he go off and get married without even telling them? And now he's having a baby?" Ginny exclaimed angrily, her cheeks red in her anger.

"I know, Mum took it pretty hard. He still won't answer her letters and he sends everything back unopened. Mum is just crushed. Which is why I'm warning you, she has plans to give you the best damn wedding that she can, it will help her take her mind of things."

Ginny sighed. "Well, we can plan the wedding soon, and it will be fun."

Bill nodded. "Well, that's the other thing. Since you and Harry are here for two days we thought, as in Fleur and I, that the whole family could come and hang out with you. You can start planning the wedding; keep Harry from killing his relatives; and well just have fun. What do you think, Harry?"

Harry grinned. "I think it sounds brilliant! Make it a sleepover; I've got plenty of room. In fact, I think I'll invite some people from school as well, get a group together, we'll have a party and some Quidditch games. I got my own pitch after all."

Bill grinned. "Sounds good. Who do you want from Hogwarts; I know how to get around McGonagall?"

Harry laughed. "Um, well, Ron and Hermione of course; then what about Neville, Luna, Seamus, and Lavender; that sound good, Gin?"

Ginny smiled. "It sounds wonderful."

Bill laughed. "Alright, it's a plan. We'll be over in a bit. So get your guest rooms ready, Potter; you've got … Mum, Dad, me, Fleur, Fred, George, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Luna, Seamus, Lavender, Tonks, and Lupin, so we'll see you in a bit. It's going to be a party."

Harry looked over at Dudley who still seemed scared of the floating head, and he grinned. "Well, I guess it is." He turned to Ginny to give her a soft kiss. "I have to go get things ready for company; will you be okay by yourself for a bit?"

Ginny nodded; glancing over at Dudley for a minute. "Yeah, I'll be in the living room."

Harry grinned and kissed her again. "Okay, it shouldn't take me too long; I just have to get everything set up, bedroom wise and everything. Or well, instruct Dobby and Winky. After all we will need … about eight more rooms I guess."

Ginny smiled and kissed him. "Have fun."

Harry pulled her closer to him, nibbling on her bottom lip. "Damn, you have to sleep in your own room tonight! Do you think I can sneak in later?"

Ginny grinned, "We'll see, just put my room far away from my parents."

"Got it. Be back in a bit." He kissed her softly again and then headed down the corridor to the kitchens.

Ginny sighed as she watched him walk away before she headed into the living room. Dudley followed behind her and she could feel his gaze on her backside. He gave her the creeps and she hadn't wanted to admit it to Harry, but he worried her, greatly. She took a seat in the chair that she and Harry had been cuddling in and then she picked up a romance novel that she had brought down earlier and left on the table. She had really become quite addicted to muggle romance novels. She opened it up to read, but found that her concentration wasn't so good when she could feel that greedy gaze on her. She sighed and put her book down to look over at Dudley.

"So Dudley, how do you like school?" She asked, hoping to make polite conversation so that his gaze would remove itself from her breasts. She crossed her arms over her chest, wishing that she had decided to not wear a shirt that showed skin. Her v-neck top was modestly cut, but it showed too much in the way of Dudley Dursley's greedy eyes.

Dudley merely grunted in response. "Fine."

Ginny nodded and began to pace the room; she almost wanted to call Harry back so that he could hold her; she felt dirty with Dudley's gaze on her like this. She felt someone come up behind her and she pulled out her wand. Dudley took it from her hand and tossed it to the other side of the room. Then before she could respond, she was slammed back against the far wall of the room, out of sight from the open doorway. She gasped as she was pinned there by hundreds of pounds of Dudley Dursley.

Her first thought was to transform to escape since he had taken her wand away, but when his hands started sliding down her body she shivered in disgust and a lick of fear shot up her spine. She was afraid, and she couldn't concentrate on turning herself into a cat.

"Let go of me!" She hissed at him as he continued to slide his hands up and down her body.

Dudley shook his head, no, and slipped one of his fat hands up her shirt to touch her. "No … you let my scum of a cousin touch you … I deserve to touch you too."

Ginny whimpered as his hands roughly moved beneath her bra. "Stop it!" She struggled against him, wishing that she had the power of wandless magic like Harry did. "Let go of me!"

She began to hit him, but he simply grabbed her hands in his, yanking them up over her head and pinning them there with one of his large hands. She tried to bring her leg up to give him a good kick, but he evaded it; his heavy bulk pinning her to the wall. Fear clouded her thoughts as she realized his intention, and she began to tremble against him. She had always been good at taking care of herself – always, and yet now when she really needed to, she couldn't move.

Ginny began to fight back, trying to move her arms out of his grasp but he was too strong and he continued to hold them up high above her head, holding her hands so that she was pinned there, his leg in between hers and a look of pure lust on his face. Ginny's eyes began to fill with tears but she blinked them back.

"Let go, you stupid jerk!" She struggled again, but this time she barely got anywhere and she cried out as he tightened his grip on her hands, squeezing so hard that she heard something crack. Now the tears did fall and she cried out in a desperate scream. "Help! Harry … please!"

Dudley put one hand over her mouth. "He won't help you … you have a really nice body. Why should he have all the luck?"

Ginny shook her head back and forth in denial as his hand stayed there; he removed it briefly for minute only to replace it with his mouth. Ginny choked in disgust as his lips hit hers and tears rolled down her cheeks. She tried to push him away, but he still had her hands pinned up over her head. She heard something rip and when he removed his mouth from hers, replacing his hand back over her mouth, she realized that he had taken off her shirt.

"Please don't," she murmured against his hand as the tears fell.

Fear continued to grip her and she shivered in horror as his mouth hit hers again and his hand traveled down her naked torso, fingering the clasp on the bra. He yanked her bra off and he began to grab at her. She cried out again, but his hand blocked the sound. As he touched, his fat hand traveling over her skin, Ginny tried to focus her fear onto the transformation. She had done it with Malfoy, she had managed to transform … but she hadn't been as afraid then, and his hands had only been teasing, he hadn't really wanted to hurt her. And Harry had been there, ready to protect her. She had felt safe. But now … her scream was muffled against his lips as she felt his hand travel lower and play with the snap on her jeans. The tears continued to fall and she closed her eyes, trying to bring her focus along to her mind. She tried to ignore the feel of his hand on her and his mouth.

As the focus began to come into her mind, fear pushed it away when he ripped her jeans open. Ginny shook her head no as she focused hard … she couldn't let him; no, she thought loudly, then she found herself sitting on the floor in front of him as a white cat. Ginny sighed in relief and she ran out of the room, limping, as Dudley had broken her hand as a human, and Dudley stared after her in shock. She hurried into the kitchens, desperately looking for Harry. When she couldn't find him or any of the house elves she could feel the panic welling up inside of her, then she saw him coming down the staircase. She ran over to him and around his legs until he picked her up.

"Gin, why are you a cat?" He asked, a teasing sound to his voice.

When he scooped her up into his arms, he felt her tremble and before she could do anything he pointed his wand at her and forced her to turn back into herself. Ginny's arms instantly covered herself as she was still only wearing the torn open jeans. Harry took off his button down shirt and slipped it around her shoulders. The undershirt he wore underneath clung to him like a second skin and Ginny barely let him get the shirt on before she threw herself into his arms and began to sob uncontrollably. Harry held her close, letting her cry on his shoulder as the anger built up inside of him. He didn't have to ask what had happened; Ginny had been left alone with Dudley because of his own stupidity. When she finally managed to calm down, he titled her chin up so that he could look into her eyes.

"He didn't, did he?"

Ginny shook her head. "No … I … I managed to focus my attention on transforming. God, Harry, I was so … I was so scared I couldn't change, no matter how hard I tried I just couldn't change and he took my wand and he threw it across the room and he was so strong." The tears began to fall again and Harry picked her up, carrying her upstairs and into his bedroom. He put her down on his bed and kissed her forehead.

"I'm going to go deal with my dear cousin. Stay here Gin, okay?"

She nodded. "I … I need to shower … I feel dirty."

Harry nodded and kissed her cheek. "Of course love, I'll be back, okay. Do you want me to lock you in?"

Ginny shook her head no, and clung to him for anther moment in a tight hug. "No, I trust you. Harry, my hand?"

Harry touched her broken hand and using wandless magic he concentrated on healing it. When he felt the bones go back together and he saw the look of relief on her face, he kissed her softly. "Okay, I'll be back." He kissed her cheek again and then he headed down stairs and into the living room, where he found Dudley sitting holding Ginny's ripped blouse and staring dumbfounded at the wall. "Get up, you bastard!" Dudley turned to look at Harry.

"She's a cat."

"I said: get the fuck up! Now!"

Dudley stood up. "I'm not afraid of you, Harry. I beat you up most of our life, I can do it again." He dropped the tattered blouse on the floor and stood up, aiming a punch at Harry's face.

Harry, however, was not going to let him have the satisfaction. He didn't care if he was seeing red. Harry moved to block the punch, and he slid his fist fast, hard, and quickly into Dudley's gut, before he began to pound on his face. As his fist hit Dudley's flesh, Harry felt an oddly satisfying feeling flow through him. He knocked him to ground and fought against Dudley's strength as he continued to pound on him. Dudley had obviously gained some muscle beneath that bulk and Harry was hit hard in the gut, flying across the room.

"Think you're tough now, do you? I can still kick your ass in a fight." Dudley taunted, obviously not scared of Harry.

Harry jumped towards Dudley and knocked him to the ground and began to pound on him again. He heard someone call out his name but he ignored it as he slammed his fist into Dudley's gut; then he felt someone lifting him off.

"Harry, what the hell are you doing?" Lupin asked as he held Harry locked in his arms.

Harry wasn't ready to give up. His anger was swelled so strong that his eyes met Dudley's and power rushed through him, radiating from Harry's body and throwing Dudley back against the wall. Red colour blurred his vision and the only thought that came to his mind was to make him suffer; hurt him like he had hurt Ginny; hurt him like he had hurt Harry his entire life; make him pay for what he had done. His hand rose up again and this time he thought – Sectumsempra. The spell hit Dudley full force, gashes breaking out all over his body as he began to bleed from the cuts inflicted. This time, Harry did not feel even remotely guilty about using the spell … he had hurt Ginny.

"Harry!" Ginny said from the doorway. Harry turned to look at her and his anger faded. She was wearing a pair of his boxers and the button-down shirt that he had given her. Her hair was wet and hanging down her back and she was looking at Dudley in shock.

"You okay?" Ginny turned to Lupin who was staring at Harry in shock. "Help him, Remus."

Lupin nodded and instantly hurried over to the moaning Dudley and began to heal his cuts immediately.

Ginny turned back to Harry. "What were you thinking?" She walked over to him and slipped her arms around him. Harry felt the last of his anger drain him and the pricks of guilt began to lick their way up his spine as he held Ginny in his arms.

He closed his eyes. "Remus, is he going to be okay?"

Lupin nodded. "Yes, I managed to heal all of the cuts. He'll be sore tomorrow though." He stood up and nodded at Dobby who was standing in the doorway, wringing his hands together. "Dobby, take Dudley up to his room, and make sure that his bruises and cuts are taken care of."

Dobby nodded and using magic, he dragged Dudley up the stairs. Lupin turned back to Harry, his eyes flashing in anger. "What the hell were you doing, Harry?"

Harry closed his eyes and tried to pull back from Ginny, the guilt hitting him hard, but she held him tighter. He had almost killed his cousin. "It got out of control … I don't know … I think I planned to kill him."

"Why? Harry, I know that he did a lot of terrible things to you in your past, but to kill him? What were you thinking?" Lupin demanded.

"I wasn't … I was upstairs with Dobby, Winky and Maddy just getting the rooms set up for when everyone comes, and making sure that Seamus and Lavender could apparate into the house, and when I came down Ginny was … he tried to rape her, Remus."

"What?"

The tears began to fall down Ginny's cheeks again, and she held onto Harry tighter as she glanced over at her tattered blouse and bra. "He tried to … I escaped."

Lupin's eyes followed Ginny's gaze over to the ripped clothes and he went over to pick them up. Harry saw the anger flash through them quickly. "I see where you might have lost your control. But to use such a dark spell?"

"It wasn't intentional … I just … he deserved it."

Lupin nodded. "Do you really think anyone deserves that, Harry?"

Harry felt the disappointment and the guilt wash through him. "No … I'm sorry … I didn't mean." He closed his eyes to prevent the tears that had welled up in his eyes from falling. The memory of when he had used the spell on Malfoy a year before flashed through his mind, and he felt the guilt from that mix in with the new one.

Ginny reached up and kissed him softly. "It's okay, Harry, you were trying to hurt him because of how he hurt me … its okay. We know that you didn't really mean too. I love you."

Harry nodded. "I love you too."

Lupin nodded. "Good thing I showed up early. Harry, go upstairs and make sure Dudley is alright, I'd like to talk to Ginny."

Harry looked over at Lupin and nodded. "Okay."

He left the room and Lupin walked over to Ginny. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, I think so … he just attacked me and he tossed my wand away before I could respond. He was so strong, Remus, I couldn't fight back. I only managed to escape because … I managed to focus my energy onto transforming. I'm … I'm an animagus."

Lupin nodded. "I don't blame Harry in the slightest. If anybody had tried to do that to Tonks I would have done the same thing … just done the first thing to pop into my mind, no matter what it was."

Ginny smiled. "I'm okay, a little bruised, but I'm alright. Remus, I'd really appreciate it if you didn't tell my parents about this."

Lupin grinned. "I promise. Now why don't you go upstairs and get some better fitting clothes."

Ginny grinned. "Alright, thanks."

"Oh, and Ginny; congratulations on becoming an animagus. McGonagall told me you learned quickly."

Ginny smiled. "Thanks."

Then she turned and headed up the stairs.

By the time that everyone had arrived that evening, Harry was calm. They had all arrived so late that other than a bit of conversation, nothing much had happened. Everyone went up to bed and later on that evening Harry apparated silently into the guest room where Ginny was staying. He sat on the edge of her bed and ran his fingers threw her hair.

"Hey, are you alright?"

Ginny smiled up at him. "Yeah, I'm okay." She reached up to kiss him softly and he muttered a silencing charm around the room. She pulled him down into the bed with her, kissing him softly before murmuring. "Harry, make love to me … I want you, and I need you after what happened today."

Harry nodded and he began to slide the tank top she wore over her head when a soft knock sounded on the bedroom door. Harry didn't have time to Apparate without being caught so he slid under the bed as he watched Mrs. Weasley enter the room.

"Ginny, dear, wake up."

"Mum?" Ginny asked. "What are you doing in here?"

Mrs. Weasley sighed and sat down on the side of the bed. "I couldn't sleep, and I was thinking about your wedding."

Ginny laughed. "Mum, I don't think now is exactly the time to go over wedding plans."

Mrs. Weasley smiled. "No, I know that it's just that … honey, are you sure that you're ready to get married. I know that the wedding isn't until Christmas, but are you really ready?"

Ginny nodded. "Yes, I'm really ready. Mum, I love Harry more than anything else in the world. He's everything to me, you know that. I want to spend the rest of my life with him."

"As long as you're happy, then I'm happy. Christmas Eve is a very romantic time to marry. Didn't Harry propose to you on Christmas Eve?"

Ginny grinned. "Yes, he did. It's going to be good Mum, really."

Mrs. Weasley smiled. "I know … well, the real reason I came in here … I wanted to talk with you, Ginny … about sex."

"Mum!"

"I know we've already had the talk, and I know that you are prepared, but you and Harry are very serious dear, and … you have slept with him, haven't you?"

Ginny blushed crimson and nodded. "Yes."

"I thought so; you've been glowing a lot lately so I figured as much. As long as he is treating you right … I know that I can't stop you, just like I know that when I leave this room, Harry will crawl out from under this bed. Am I right?" Mrs. Weasley asked, a knowing smile in her eyes.

Ginny's jaw dropped open. "How did you …?"

Mrs. Weasley smiled. "I just know … and, I saw him scramble under there. Harry dear, why don't you come out?"

Harry slid out from under the bed, his face red with embarrassment. "Hello, Mrs. Weasley."

Mrs. Weasley nodded. "Molly or Mum, dear. Now, I know that if I tell Harry to go back to his room, that as soon as I leave, he will be back. So I am just going to make this easier on everyone, Harry, you can stay, but if you hurt my baby in any way, you will be a dead man."

Harry grinned. "Yes ma'am."

Mrs. Weasley smiled and leaned over to kiss Harry's cheek followed by Ginny's. "You take care now. Good night." She turned and left the room, closing the door behind her.

Harry turned to look at Ginny. "That was … odd."

Ginny nodded. "I'd say so … do you what this means though? It means that Mum really does approve of our marriage. She knows that we've made love, and she knows that we were going to be together tonight."

Harry nodded. "Guess so … it still doesn't feel right." He leaned down to kiss her softly. "Come to my room."

Ginny smiled. "Okay." She wrapped her arms around his neck and brought her lips to his, as he apparated down a floor and into the master bedroom.

He lied her down onto the bed and slid his hands up her sides, nibbling on her lips. "Are you sure you want this, Gin? With what happened today?"

Ginny nodded. "Yes."

She pulled his mouth back down to hers, and put his hand on her breast as they kissed. They kissed softly and slowly; remembering every movement as they savoured the moment. They slowly shed each other's clothes and then Harry kissed her, holding her hips as they joined together.

"Molly, where did you go?" Arthur asked as he felt his wife climb back into bed.

Molly sighed. "To talk to Ginny, about sex."

"What? Didn't you already do that?"

Molly nodded. "Yeah, Harry and her are sleeping together now."

"What?" Arthur exclaimed.

Molly grinned. "They're fine, go back to sleep, dear."

Arthur shook his head in disbelief. "Go back to sleep? You tell me that my baby girl is having sex, then to go back to sleep?"

Molly nodded. "She's safe with Harry."

"I know, but …"

"No buts. I love you, Arthur." She snuggled into him and he sighed.

"I love you too."

Hermione Apparated into the guest room where Ron was staying and climbed into bed with him. She slid her hand up his undershirt as he snored and he rolled towards her. She had woken up from an erotic dream, and she wanted … badly. She began to nibble at his lips and soon Ron was awake enough to kiss her back.

"Mione, what are you doing here?"

Hermione straddled him, leaning down to capture his mouth. "I'm here to make love to you, Ronald, what do you think?"

Ron grinned. "Always were a bossy witch."

Then before she could respond he yanked her down and made her dream come true.

Lavender lied in Seamus' arms in the room that Harry had provided for Seamus. She had snuck in there, just wanting to be held in his strong arms. Like usual, he didn't push her for anything, he just held her. Lavender sighed; but she so wanted him to push her. She kissed him softly, lingering on his lips just long enough to make him groan.

"Lavender, are you trying to kill me?"

She smiled. "No, I'm trying to get you to make love to me."

Seamus bolted upright. "What?"

Lavender smiled, her confidence soaring. "You heard me."

Seamus nodded, and slid his hands around her waist. "Yeah I did. Are you sure?"

She nodded and slipped her arms around his neck. "I'm sure."

Seamus grinned and crushed his lips down to hers, holding her close as he gently laid her down on the bed, and he showed her exactly what she had been missing.

Lupin held Tonks in his arms, stroking his hand over her flat belly. "I still can't believe that there's really a person in there."

Tonks laughed. "Well, a really little person. The baby is probably as big as your fist right now."

Lupin looked shocked. "Wow."

Tonks smiled and kissed him softly. "I love you."

"I love you too, Mrs. Lupin."

Tonks grinned and kissed him again. "I can think of much more interesting things to do in this bed then talk."

Lupin grinned. "Oh yeah, what's that?"

Tonks rolled him over and kissed his cheek. "Why don't I show you?"

"Yeah, why don't you?"

Neville and Luna lied in bed together in Luna's room, holding each other close after they had made love. Neville still didn't know how he had gotten so lucky as to have her.

"What are you thinking about?" Luna asked as she snuggled closer into his arms.

Neville smiled down at her. "Just about how lucky I am."

Luna grinned. "You are very lucky to have me in your life."

"I know." He kissed her softly.

Luna stretched cat like. "Want to get luckier?"

Neville laughed and kissed her softly, pinning her under him. "Sure."

Bill held Fleur in his arms, wondering not for the first time, how he had gotten so lucky as to have someone as wonderful as her.

Fleur looked up at him and smiled. "You 'ave too many thoughts running through your mind, go to sleep, cheri."

Bill smiled as her hand came up to slide down his cheek. "The scars are gone, love."

Tears welled up in Fleur's eyes. "I know, but I cannot believe it. Oh Bill, I love you so much, and when I saw you and your face so … I didn't know what to do. I thought that I was going to lose you."

"No sweetheart, it was I who thought I was going to lose you. Why on earth would you want a husband who was so horribly disfigured? But you stayed with me."

Fleur smiled. "'Ow could I not? I love you so much. And now … that 'ealer worked miracles."

Bill smiled and took her hand in his, gently kissing her palm. "He did yes, and I will forever be grateful to him. I only have to live with this small scar next to my chin and you can barely see it."

"You are so 'andsome."

Bill grinned. "Why yes, I am." When she laughed he kissed her softly. "I love you, Fleur, and I've been thinking, why don't we get a jump start on those children we've been talking about having?" He asked as his hand slid gently down her body.

Fleur grinned. "Hmmm, that does sound wonderful."

Then she pulled her husband's mouth down to hers.

Harry held Ginny in his arms after their lovemaking. She seemed content, but she wanted to be held close. He nibbled at her neck, but he didn't say anything and when she finally turned in his arms and drifted off to sleep, he was content to sleep as well. He closed his eyes and dreamed about the woman who slept in his arms.