Chapter XLIX — Quidditch, Friends, and Reconstruction

A few days later, Harry and Ron made their way out into the Quidditch pitch of the Pride of Portree. Both of them had nerves in their stomach that were mixed in with their deep excitement of being there. Today would be the first day they played Quidditch on a professional team.

They headed into the group and Edward MacDonald grinned at them. "You're just in time, guys. Alright, so let's do some introductions around, shall we? This is Dave Simon and Johnny Moredo, they're our beaters. Our chasers are the beautiful Savannah MacDonald, and Myra Monroe. Then our third chaser is Clay Carmichael. Team, I'd like for you to meet our newest editions, keeper Ron Weasley, and seeker Harry Potter." Mr. MacDonald replied. "And you boys can call me, Ed."

Harry grinned. "Nice to meet you."

Ron nodded. "Yeah, nice to meet you."

Once introductions were passed about, Ed had everyone go change in the locker rooms. Within a couple of minutes, the team was dressed in practice gear and ready to go. Ed had them do flying drills around the pitch and they tossed quaffles around for coordination and practice. He also had them doing loops and practicing different moves and tricks on their brooms. After about two hours of this, he had each player get into their position and he released all the balls. Soon Harry's concentration was on nothing but the snitch. Harry had seen how fast the snitch was at the Quidditch World Cup and now as he searched for it in the sky, he grinned. A challenge, this was exactly what he needed. A professional team would naturally have a faster snitch and he liked it. He flew around, searching for the snitch and when he caught sight of it he raced after it, catching it firmly in his grasp and grinning broadly at his success. The team cheered from below and Ed said practice for the day was over. He congratulated Harry on a good catch and then allowed them all to go into the locker room to shower and change.

"Great catch, Potter!" A tall blonde man with blue eyes who Harry recognized as Clay Carmichael replied as Harry stood in front of his locker drying his hair with a towel.

Harry grinned. "Thanks. I liked that it was faster then I'm used to, more of a challenge."

Clay laughed. "It's fast alright. Good thing I'm not the seeker, half the time I can't even see the damn thing."

Johnny Moredo, who had dark brown hair and hazel eyes, grinned. "Which is why Ed got a hold of Potter, dimwit, because he has skill and you do not; at least not as a seeker anyway."

Dave Simon shrugged as he towel dried his long blonde hair that he kept back in a ponytail; his brown eyes looking serious as he spoke. "I think you two are both pretty good. Ed told us that he had been extremely impressed with the skills that the scouts praised about you. And let me tell you, it takes a lot to impress Ed MacDonald."

Ron grinned. "He was really impressed with us?"

Johnny nodded. "Oh yeah, why else do you think he let us out early? When we have a really good practice, he tends to let us out earlier then usual. When the practice is atrocious, then we can be here all freakin' night. Trust me, Ed was impressed."

Dave laughed. "Yeah, Potter, you've got some real skill with the broom. That dive you made, whoo, I'd never risk such a thing."

Harry grinned. "I've been practicing a lot."

"Potter, that Firebolt is good and all, but you need the newest broom to play professionally. You too, Weasley. You guys got to fit in with everyone else." Clay replied. "The newest model just came out; the Firebolt Lightening."

Dave grinned. "Man, I got to get me one of those too. Those suckers go from 0 to 250 miles per hour in 15 seconds. It's freakin' incredible. Ed didn't say anything today but he'll bring it up in the next practice guaranteed."

Harry looked over at Ron and saw him blush a bit as he looked inside of his locker. Harry knew what was going through his friend's mind; he couldn't afford a Firebolt Lightening. "How much are they going for?" Harry asked, hoping that he sounded casual.

Johnny shrugged. "Last I heard they were 500 galleons a piece." When he saw Harry and Ron wince he grinned. "Ah don't sweat it, mate, Ed will tell us to get a new broom within the next couple of practices, and usually when he does that he gives us our first paycheques early just so we can go out and get one. You'll have enough money. Besides, Quidditch teams get discounts."

Ron seemed to brighten up at this idea and he continued to get dressed much more cheerfully. They said goodbye to the guys and as they left the men's locker room they found the two pretty female chasers waiting for them. Savannah MacDonald had long blonde hair and big blue eyes; she smiled warmly at them and held her hand out for them to shake.

"Hi, Myra and I just wanted to get to know you two a bit."

Myra Monroe nodded. She had dark brown hair and brown eyes. "Yes, you were both awesome at practice today. We can definitely see why Ed's been so excited about this year."

Harry grinned. "Thanks. I think we're pretty excited too."

Savannah laughed. "Well, you should be! I remember the first time that I played professionally; I was so excited that I could barely fly. Ed nearly killed me!"

Ron was staring at the two girls seemingly awestruck, but the simple conversation seemed to make him come to his senses. He gulped. "How long have you two been playing Quidditch?"

Myra smiled. "I played for two years with the Falmouth Falcons and this will be my second year with Ed. Savannah here as been with Ed since the beginning. It's been what three years?"

Savannah nodded. "Yup. Well, I don't mean to hurry off on you guys, but I've got a date with my gorgeous husband." She waved goodbye and hurried off making Myra laugh.

"Savannah is married to Ed's oldest son, Aaron. They met when she first joined the team." Myra explained.

Harry nodded. "I see. Are you married as well?"

Myra tilted her head to give him a sexy grin. "Why, are you interested, Potter?"

Harry blushed. "Erm, no, I'm a, I'm engaged."

Myra laughed. "Oh, aren't you the cute one! So who is the lucky girl to win Harry Potter's heart?"

"My sister." Ron said grinning at Harry's discomfort.

Myra smiled. "Your sister? Very interesting."

Harry grinned. "She's the best thing that ever happened to me. We're getting married before the year is out."

Ron nodded. "Yeah, Ginny has more wedding plans for you to look over when you get home. I would think anyway."

Myra laughed. "Well, this Ginny sounds like she knows what she wants, and may I say that she is very lucky. And for your information, I'm not married but I am currently seeing someone. Dave and I are the only ones on the team who are not married. Well, in your case, four then. Are you married, Weasley?"

Ron shook his head no. "No, but I'm, er, engaged too."

Myra grinned. "Well, then it's just Dave and I who seemed to have escaped matrimony. Johnny's wife is a sweetheart; you'll probably meet her soon. She's the type of woman who likes to invite the whole team over to dinner, with their spouses and children of course. Her name is Annie and she's really cute. Johnny loves her to death. Clay's wife works at the Ministry of Magic as a receptionist. Her name is Carolina. She's really nice as well and very easy to get along with. But you'll meet everyone eventually. There's a ball on July 31st at the Ministry of Magic. We have one every year, it's a chance for all of the Quidditch teams and their spouses or fiancées or boyfriends/girlfriends to mingle with each other and see whose doing what. You'll meet everyone there."

Ron grinned. "All the Quidditch teams will be there?"

"Yeah, why are you a fan of a certain team other then Portree?"

Ron shrugged. "I've loved the Canons for as long as I can remember."

Myra laughed. "Dave is a huge Canons fan! He's good friends with their keeper. I'm sure he'll be glad to introduce you. What about you, Harry, do you have a favourite team?"

"Not really actually. I lived with muggles outside of Hogwarts so I never really followed any particular team." He explained.

Myra smiled. "That's the best way to go in my opinion. Well, I've got to go beautify myself before Steve comes to pick me up, my boyfriend. I'll see you two at the next practice. Again, you did an awesome job. Bye Ron, bye Harry." She waved goodbye and then Disapparated.

Harry turned to Ron and grinned. "Wow, we even get along with our team!"

Ron laughed. "Well, we're supposed to, aren't we?"

Harry shrugged. "Yeah, but I mean, I don't know, none of that seemed forced you know what I mean? Everyone seemed genuinely nice and impressed with our skills."

Ron nodded. "Yeah, they did, didn't they? Well, let's head back to Potter Manor and see what our girls are doing."

Harry grinned. "Good idea, I can't wait to tell Ginny all about it. I mean it was so awesome!"

Ron nodded. "Tell me about it! I can't wait to tell Hermione either. And practice today; it was so much fun too. I mean, I thought I'd be a little nervous or something but once I got out there I was fine."

Harry nodded. "Yeah me too."

They both Disapparated on the spot arriving seconds later in Potter Manor's grand entrance way. Harry went into the living room and found Ginny and Hermione listening to the stereo and singing and dancing loudly to a song that Harry remembered hearing around muggle London years ago. He couldn't tell who sang it, but he remembered that it seemed to be a girl crazy thing. Girls in his primary school had sung it all the time and they had gone nuts over the singers. He grinned as Hermione and Ginny hadn't realized that the boys were in the room and they were singing loudly at the top of their lungs.

"From the first day that I saw your smiling face, Honey, I knew that we would be together forever. Ooh when I asked you out, you said no but I found out, Darling that you'd been hurt; you felt like you'd never love again. I deserve a try honey just once, give me a chance and I'll prove this all wrong. You walked in; you were so quick to judge, but honey he's nothing like me. I'll never break your heart; I'll never make you cry; I'd rather die than live without you; I'll give you all of me, Honey, that's no lie. I'll never break your heart; I'll never make you cry; I'd rather die than live without you; I'll give you all of me, Honey, that's no lie."

Ron smirked and was just about to say something, but Harry put a hand to his lips and shook his head. "Let's see how long it takes them to notice we're here."

They were still singing loudly and slowly dancing around the room. Ron nodded and grinned. When the song was finished, Hermione clicked the CD over to another song in which the girls burst into song again, dancing around the room, wiggling their hips and dancing with their arms in the air.

"Everybody, yeah, rock your body, yeah. Everybody, yeah, rock your body right. Backstreet's back, alright. Hey, yeah, oh my God, we're back again. Brothers, sisters, everybody sing. Gonna bring the flavour, show you how. Gotta question for you better answer now, yeah. Am I original? Yeah. Am I the only one? Yeah. Am I sexual? Yeah. Am I everything you need? You better rock your body now. Everybody, yeah, rock your body, yeah. Everybody, rock your body right, Backstreet's back, alright. Alright. Now throw your hands up in the air. Wave them around like you just don't care. If you wanna party let me hear you yell. 'Cause we got it goin' on again. Yeah. Am I original? Yeah. Am I the only one? Yeah. Am I sexual? Yeah. Am I everything you need? You better rock your body now. Everybody, yeah, rock your body, yeah. Everybody, rock your body right, Backstreet's back, alright. Alright. So everybody, everywhere. Don't be afraid, don't have no fear, I'm gonna tell the world, make you understand. As long as there'll be music, we'll be comin' back again."

Harry smirked and leaned over to whisper to Ron. "Backstreet Boys."

"Huh?" Ron asked, his eyes currently fixed on the moving hips of his girlfriend. "Backstreet Boys, that's the name of the band. They're American; I remember them being really popular in the muggle world years ago. Since Ginny is all into country right now, I'm guessing Hermione was a fan." Harry explained.

Ron shrugged. "I wouldn't know, mate, the only thing we ever listened to was the WWN, you know the Wizarding Wireless Network."

Harry nodded. "Yeah, well they seem to be enjoying themselves." He leaned back against the door frame and just watched Ginny as she danced around the room. She looked so happy and she was obviously enjoying herself.

"Yeah, do you think Ginny will put some country back on?" Ron asked. "I think I've sort of got a liking for it myself."

Harry laughed. "I know me too."

As if the two of them had been reading the girls' minds the CD switched over to another CD and the first country song that Harry had ever heard began to play as Ginny broke into song loudly, Hermione joining in.

"Someday I'm gonna be famous. Do I have talent? Well no. These days you don't really need it, thanks to reality shows. Can't wait to date a supermodel; can't wait to sue my dad. Can't wait to wreck a Ferrari, on my way to rehab. 'Cause when you're a celebrity, it's adios reality. You can act just like a fool, people think you're cool just 'cause you're on T.V. I can throw a major fit when my latte isn't just how I like it. When they say I've gone insane I'll blame it on the fame and the pressure that goes with being a celebrity."

Ron laughed. "Hmm, isn't that your theme song, Harry?"

Harry grinned. "Oh shut it!"

Ron grinned and continued to laugh as the girls hopped around the room. "They still don't seem to notice that we're here. Or they're completely ignoring us all together."

Harry nodded. "I know, look how cute they are though." He grinned at Ron and then went across the room and slipped his arm around Ginny's waist, leaning down to kiss her neck. "And what are you girls singing?"

Ginny jumped and Hermione blushed royally when she saw that Ron was also in the room. "Backstreet Boys and then of course, Brad Paisley."

Harry laughed. "Wow, Backstreet Boys, they haven't been around in a while have they? I remember them. Girls at school loved them a lot."

Ginny smiled. "Hermione had their CDs and she figured out how to put them in the stereo and then get it to work magically so that we can listen to the music loudly in the whole house. We don't even need electricity."

Harry grinned. "Good one, Hermione. That's pretty smart. And now Ginny doesn't need her head phones to listen to her music, she can blare it throughout the mansion."

Ginny grinned. "Exactly." She slipped her arms up around his neck and smiled. "So how was your first day at Quidditch practice?"

Hermione nodded. "Yeah," she stepped away from Ron to shut off the stereo and then curled up with him on the couch. "Did it go alright?"

Ron grinned. "It was brilliant."

Harry and Ron then launched into an explanation about everything that had happened at practice; about the players on the team; about Ed; about what they had talked about and learned about the other players; and about possibly having to buy Firebolt Lightenings.

"Wow!" Ginny said. "A Firebolt Lightening! That's the best broom in the world!"

Harry nodded. "I know and one of the guys said that if Ed makes us go buy it he will give us our first paycheque early so that we can all afford it. Also, I guess Quidditch players get discounts on brooms."

Ginny grinned. "That's amazing!"

Hermione nodded. "Really amazing. Are the brooms a lot of money?"

"Yeah," Ron said. "Tons of money. But we're being paid enough on the team to afford them."

"Oh okay." Hermione said, smiling. "That's good then. Harry, what are you going to do with your Firebolt once you get a new broom?"

Harry grinned. "Give it to my favourite chaser, of course. Ginny love, you don't mind riding a Firebolt, do you?"

Ginny grinned. "Not at all kind sir. Though I wouldn't mind a ride on that new broom when it arrives."

Harry laughed. "Don't worry; I'll let you try it out. But you can have my Firebolt to use when we have Quidditch games here. Is that alright?"

Ginny smiled. "Well, normally I wouldn't accept such an extravagant present, however, I can't let it just go to waste."

Harry smiled and leaned down to kiss her softly. "When we're married it won't be yours and mine, it will be ours. All of this will be ours, not just mine, Gin, you got to get used to that too. You've bagged yourself a rich guy. You're rich as well."

Ginny giggled. "I know, I will try to accept it."

Harry captured her mouth in his in what could have been a long wonderful kiss, but Ron threw a pillow at their heads. "Hey!"

"No snogging!" Ron said as he began a pillow fight between the four of them.

Ginny laughed as Harry began to conjure up more pillows for Ginny to whip at Ron and Hermione. Soon it escalated into a full blown pillow fight, only ending when Dobby came into the room, getting smacked with a pillow and being thrown backwards so that he fell on the floor.

"Oh Dobby, we're so sorry, are you alright?" Harry asked, jumping up to make sure that the elf was okay.

Dobby nodded. "I am just fine, Harry Potter, sir; Dobby knows that it was an accident. I is having a message for you, Lady Ginny, Miss Granger and Mr. Wheezy in the fire sir. The Minister of Magic wants to talk to you."

Harry nodded. "Ok, thanks Dobby. Are you sure that you're alright?"

"Yes, sir. I am just fine."

Harry grinned. "Okay." He, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione made their way into the entrance wall to talk to Arthur in the fire. "Hey Arthur, sorry to keep you waiting."

Arthur grinned from the fire. "Not a problem, I have some spare time at the moment. I wanted to talk to you about the Burrow. I don't have time to go look over the construction crews and see which ones to hire, not with worrying about Molly and taking care of business here. I was wondering if the four of you could go. We need to rebuild the Burrow after all. I don't want to impose on Harry's hospitality any longer then necessary."

"I don't mind at all." Harry said honestly. "I love having people in the house. But of course we'll go hire a good company for you."

Arthur grinned . "Excellent. I'm still a little worried that they decided to keep Molly in St. Mungo's for an extra two days. They said it was because of shock but … well, I just want everything to be normal again."

Ron nodded. "Don't worry, Dad; we'll take care of everything. Um, do you and Mum want the house to be built exactly the same as it was before?"

Arthur looked at Ron in surprise. "Honestly, I never even thought about it. What do you think?"

Ron shrugged. "Well, if it was the same it would seem like nothing had happened and everyone would be comfortable. But also, Ginny is getting married soon and it's really only me living there, do you really need all of the extra rooms?"

Arthur nodded. "Yes, Ron, your mother and I would like all the rooms because we're hoping we have tons of grandchildren to spoil who would like to come and stay with us at some point in our lives."

Ginny blushed. "Let's make it the same, Dad. Home needs to be home. I think Mum would appreciate it too. Besides, now that you're a rich man being the Minister of Magic and all, you can always afford to fix things up nicer whenever you want to."

Arthur beamed at his daughter. "You're absolutely right, Ginny. Okay, let's do that then. Thanks again, all of you. I'll talk to you later on when I bring Molly back."

They all said goodbye as Arthur popped out of the fire.

Harry turned to his friends. "I want to do something about the Burrow. Ron, Ginny, I know that your dad is making tons of money now, but those escaped Death Eaters, I feel responsible, I know I'm not responsible, but I feel it. I want to pay for some of the rebuilding."

Ron shrugged. "Mum and Dad will never allow it, Harry."

Ginny nodded. "They won't, it's not up to us."

Harry grinned, "Well, I have a plan."

Hermione groaned. "Now we're in trouble."

Ginny laughed. "I trust you, so what's your plan?"

"Good, okay this is what we're going to do."

When the four of them arrived back at Potter Manor a couple of hours later, everything related to rebuilding the Burrow was back in order. Harry had hired the best magical construction company in the British Isles and he had made a deal with the boss. He would send Arthur Weasley half the price of the building, telling him that it was the cost of everything, while Harry would pay the other half, none the wiser to the Weasleys. The manager, Mr. Gregory, planned to tell Arthur that he was getting a discount because of all the help he had done in capturing the Death Eaters and fighting in the final battle. The discount was also because he was the Minister of Magic. Everyone figured Arthur would completely understand such a thing.

Ginny just smiled at Harry when he had expressed his idea. She thought he was brilliant for coming up with so many ideas on how to help her parents out without them knowing. She loved him even more everyday when he tried to take care of everyone the way he did, especially her mum and dad. She grinned up at him as he held all the contracts for Arthur to sign in his hands when her parents walked in.

"Mum!" She cried, running into her mum's arms carefully so as not to hurt her. But she realized that her mum was obviously better when she hugged her daughter tightly. "How are you?"

Molly smiled warmly. "I'm fine. I'm doing just fine. I don't understand why those crazy healers wanted to keep me longer."

Arthur grinned. "Now Molly, you know it's because you were in shock still over the attack. Now sit down and get some rest."

"Arthur, I'm fine, really." But she sat down anyway so as not to worry anyone. "Did you four manage to find a construction company?"

Arthur asked as he sat down at the table and the house elves began to serve dinner.

Harry nodded. "Yeah, we did." He handed Arthur all of the paperwork. "The manager Mr. Gregory gave you a hefty discount. It's all there in the work. I paid the down payment for you; we just need your signature."

"Harry, you didn't have to do that. How much do I owe you?" Arthur asked.

Harry grinned. "Don't worry about it, it wasn't that much money. I've got it all taken care of."

Arthur sighed. "Harry, really you've done more than enough for our family you don't have to –"

"Arthur, you've done just as much for me. Come on, don't worry about it. I wanted to do it." Harry replied, taking Ginny's hand in his and kissing it softly.

Arthur sighed and looked over at Molly. Molly nodded at him as if in confirmation and then he turned back to Harry. "Thank you."

Harry grinned. "No problem."

Conversation soon turned to the Ministry of Magic and the new reforms as well as Arthur's job and what it had entailed for the day. Arthur mentioned that he did miss his old job but he enjoyed his new one as well. Ron brought up Quidditch and he and Harry began to explain all about their first day on a professional Quidditch team. Molly and Arthur were both beaming with pride and with questions as they asked Harry and Ron what they liked most about their first day.

After dinner, Harry and Ginny left the group to go for a walk in the backyard. Harry held her hand in his as they walked through the wonderful gardens at Potter Manor.

"The gardens are beautiful here. I guess my mum used to plant a lot of flowers and things, as did my grandmother."

Ginny smiled. "I love to garden too, maybe we can add to them."

Harry grinned down at her, bringing her hand to his lips for a small kiss. "Yeah, I'd like that. I haven't gardened in a few years myself."

"You like to garden?" Ginny asked in a sceptical tone.

Harry laughed. "It was definitely probably my favourite chore at the Dursleys. I found it relaxing."

Ginny smiled as she pulled him down onto a stone bench under an arch of roses. "Then we'll have to make sure that we plant a garden together."

Harry nodded. "Yeah, we will."

He leaned down and brought his mouth down to hers. They kissed slowly and softly, savouring each other's taste as their lips met over and over. Harry wasn't sure how long they stayed like that, locked in each other's arms, their lips meeting, but when they pulled apart and Ginny cuddled onto Harry's lap; the sky was full of stars.

"It's so beautiful out here." Ginny replied as she leaned back against him, her head resting comfortably on his shoulder.

Harry nodded. "Yeah." He slid his hands up her sides. "I want to make love to you under the stars."

Ginny turned to look over at him, her chocolate brown eyes burning with desire for him. "Now?"

Harry shrugged, brushing a piece of that wild fire away from her face. "Why not?"

Ginny blushed, moving closer so that her lips were only a breath away from his. "What if someone comes out?"

"I know a quiet place."

Ginny nodded and giggled when he scooped her up into his arms and carried her around to the Quidditch pitch. He laid her down in the center of the pitch, the cool grass touching her skin.

"I've always fantasized about this." Harry replied as he leaned down to kiss her softly, his body covering hers.

Ginny smiled up at him. "Making love on a Quidditch pitch?"

Harry nodded. "Yeah, making love to you on a Quidditch pitch. I'm not sure exactly when the fantasy started, but I've imagined this moment a lot." He kissed her softly again. "You don't mind, do you?"

Ginny smiled, her eyes a light with mischief. "Not a bit, as long as you're sure that we're alone."

Harry used his wand to create an invisible barrier around them allowing them to see out, but no one to be able to see them. "Better?"

Ginny nodded before she pulled his mouth back down to hers. Their lips met slowly and tantalizingly. His tongue moved across her lips with gentleness and with just a taste of hidden passions. She deepened the kiss, her fingers sliding through his thick glorious hair as her tongue met his over and over again. Harry slid one hand into her hair and another one down her body, brushing over her many curves through her clothing. He could feel the heat pouring from her as he touched her, but he didn't stop, he simply stroked his calloused hands from Quidditch over her, not removing anything and he just let his lips meet hers. She moaned, sliding her hands up the tee shirt he wore, desperate for a touch of skin. She stroked her hands over the bare skin of his chest and back, leaving his mouth to trail small kisses along her neck and ear.

Harry moaned this time, and he began to slide her top over her head, using his mouth slowly as he followed the trail of the shirt as he pulled it off. His mouth landing on hers again for another long, slow, sweet kiss that sent jolts through her body. No one could ever make her feel the way that Harry could, she thought before his mouth began to move lower causing all coherent thoughts to leave her brain. Ginny tugged at his tee shirt, groaning in protest when he slid out of her reach to nibble at her bellybutton, just above the line of her shorts.

"Harry," she whispered.

He grinned at her. "Wait patiently, love."

Ginny smiled at him as he sent little licks of pleasure dancing through her stomach as her heart pounded in her chest. His hands slid up her torso and around to untie the clasp on her bra and she finally managed to pull him up far enough to get his tee shirt off. She yanked his mouth back to hers, their tongues dancing together in pleasure as their hands stroked over the newly exposed skin. A damp sweat had begun to rise on their bodies as they struggled to remove the last few barriers of clothing. Ginny's body was begging for release as her mouth met Harry's slowly.

She could feel the cool grass beneath her and the cool breeze on her face but her body was on fire and Harry only seemed to be fanning the flame as his mouth left hers and it continued downwards. She gasped as he went even lower, sending her screaming out his name as she went over the edge. Then she pulled him up, back to her mouth and together they joined as one.

Harry lay on top of Ginny, his breathing heavy and the cool summer breeze floating over his naked body. He grabbed his wand and conjured a blanket which he slipped over himself and Ginny before he looked down at her and grinned. She looked completely relaxed. Her hair was in a messy tangle with pieces of grass stuck in it. Her face was nicely flushed from pleasure and her mouth red from his lips. He ran a hand over his jaw and realized that he had some stubble there, which would explain why her lips were so red. He rolled onto his side and snuggled her lush warm body closer to his.

"Ginny, that was amazing." Harry murmured as he began to nibble at her neck.

Ginny laughed, the laugh coming out sultry causing Harry to groan at the incredibly sexy sound. "Did you enjoy having your way with me on the Quidditch pitch?"

Harry grinned broadly and kissed her nose. "I don't think I had you, my lady, I think you had me."

Ginny laughed and giggled as he nuzzled her neck. "I most certainly did, Mr. Potter, and don't you forget it!"

"I won't." He leaned in to kiss her again, letting his lips linger only a moment before he pulled back. "I love you, and I must say, we must do this again."

Ginny laughed and slid her fingers into his hair. "Well, if you insist."

"You brat," Harry said in a teasing voice as his hands slid down her body to tickle her. "You enjoyed it just as much as I did. I always knew the fantasy was good, but let me tell you, the real thing is much better."

Ginny giggled and tickled him back. Soon the two of them were rolling around on the ground, laughing like loons. "Okay I give!" Ginny cried out, pinning Harry's hands up over his head so that she could kiss him softly. "You win."

Harry nodded. "Better believe it." He kissed her again and then sighed when she snuggled close, her head resting on his shoulder.

"Harry?"

"Yes love."

"When we get married are we still going to do stupid things like this?" Ginny asked softly.

Harry smiled and titled her chin up so that he could look into her eyes. "Always." Then he brought his lips to hers again in a soft kiss. "Come on, we better head back up to the manor before everyone thinks were lost."

Ginny grinned as she crawled around on the grass trying to find her clothes. "I'm sure that they don't think we're lost."

Harry laughed. "Cheeky little witch, aren't you? Ah, well one of the many reasons I love you."

Ginny grinned and quickly pulled her clothes on. Harry removed the barrier once they were dressed and Ginny sighed as she looked back at the pitch. "I don't know how I'm ever going to play Quidditch out here again."

Harry laughed. "We will, we'll just have to be extra careful as our minds might wander in the middle of the game."

Ginny smiled, taking her hand in his as they began to walk back to Potter Manor. "I love you."

Harry smiled down at her, bringing their joined hands to his lips. "I love you too. Come on; race you back to the house?"

Ginny nodded and bolted forward. Harry watched her for a second and sighed; she was everything that he wanted and more; everything he needed and more; and to him, she was perfect. He shook the thoughts from his mind, bolting after her, thinking that he had to make sure he mentioned to her how cute her bum looked when she ran. He grinned, she'd smack him playfully and he'd probably get another kiss. He grinned to himself as he ran after her, putting on a burst of speed as he headed towards the house. He had everything that he could ever want at the moment. And it all centered around the redhead in front of him.