I opened the fridge, wondering whether my Mum had bothered to buy anything for my visit. I'd moved out two years ago, after leaving school and joining the Holyhead Harpies. Since then, I'd come over for Sunday Dinner and stayed over at special occasions. The special occasion this time, was Harry Potter's birthday.
He walked in with his hands in his pocket, a smug look on his face "Hi, Gin."
"Hey, what've you been up to?" I asked, taking out a bottle of pumpkin juice and pouring it into a glass.
He shrugged "This and that, the Aura departments been pretty still...Congratulations on your win the other week; it was brilliant."
I smiled "Oh, I know. The Chudley Cannons are going to lose tremendously next month. Ron'll be gutted."
Harry smiled, sitting himself on the breakfast bar "Got a boyfriend?"
I shook my head "Nope, but guess who's invited me to their part in October?"
He shrugged "Surprise me."
"Victor Krum." I grinned.
Harry's eyes widened "Seriously? Bloody hell, there was me thinking I was the most interesting guy you've ever been out with."
"I'm not going out with him, your title still remains."
He winked "Oh thanks, you're the most interesting girl I've ever been out with too."
"Because I'm a famous Quidditch player?"
He shrugged "I suppose now, yes, but you were at the time as well."
"Why's that then?"
"There's something about you that's uncontrollable, I don't know what it is...you're just different. That's probably why victor Krum wants to bang you."
I stuck two fingers up at him, but shrugged "I wouldn't complain."
He mimed being sick and I winked.
"Ginny!" Hermione shouted, as the door opened and she ran across the room, throwing her arms around me "I've not seen you for ages!"
"I know, it has been a while. Ron, do you fancy coming to watch us destroy the Cannons?"
Hermione laughed as Ron threw a spoon at my head "A couple of victories and you think you're Victor Krum."
"How ironic." Said Harry, messing up his hair.
I threw him a dangerous look and said "Shut up, Harry...And it's been more than a few Ron."
Ron sighed "The Cannons will beat you...I have faith."
"More faith in a bunch of people you have never met than you have in your own sister? Ronald Weasley I am appalled."
"Shut up Ginny."
I laughed at him, pouring myself another drink.
"I can't believe you're twenty one. Happy birthday by the way, I don't think I said it."
Harry smiled "No you didn't, but thanks."
"Has it been a good twenty one years?" Hermione asked, sitting next to me.
He glanced at me "What? With her in my life? You must be joking."
I hit his arm "Anyone fancy a game of Quidditch in the orchard? Ron?"
"I will." Said Harry "See if the world famous Chaser can beat Hogwarts' favourite seeker."
"You're on." I said, throwing my jacket over a chair and walking out into the scorching sunshine.
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Three hours later, we were all sat around the table in the Burrow, eating birthday cake. Sirius was sat beside me, and Fleur on the other side who was pregnant again...Little Victoire and Teddy were sat on the floor, mashing their own pieces of cake up with their fat fists.
Harry was sat opposite Sirius – they were discussing the finer points of girls who play Quidditch while Hermione and my Mum looked at them disapprovingly.
"I've only ever been out with a couple of Quidditch players." Said Sirius, wistfully.
"I've only ever been out with one." Said Harry, picking the icing off his slice of cake.
"Ginny?"
Harry nodded "And you were the only one I never cheated on."
I laughed "I feel honoured. What about that Emily girl?"
Harry winced "Bloody hell, remember her?"
Fleur laughed "I don't think we weel ever forget 'er 'Arry."
He smiled sarcastically "Hilarious, Fleur. No, Ginny, I didn't see her for months while she was at school...I had nothing to do."
I smiled, feeling strangely happy about this. "That's nice."
He shrugged "I know. Who did you go out with, Sirius?"
"Hestia Jones...She was pretty good back then."
Lupin leant across Hermione and said "I'm married to a Quidditch player."
"A fit one as well." Said Sirius, winking and Tonks.
She winked back "Cheers."
Remus rolled his eyes at Lily, who laughed.
"You know, Sirius, girls can be good looking even if they aren't Quidditch players."
"Course they can, Lily, course they can..." He mumbled, before shaking his head in my direction, mouthing 'Noooo.'
Ron whispered something in a disgruntled-looking Hermione's ear. She smiled "Thanks."
Harry wrinkled his nose at me and I laughed "You're so immature."
"They're disgusting!"
"They are." Sirius agreed, helping himself to some more cake.
"You know, Sirius, you're getting a bit heavy. You should stop eating." said Hermione curtly.
Everybody laughed apart from Sirius, who stuck his tongue out at her "Be quiet Granger."
She smiled, rolling her eyes and began to clear the plates.
I followed her through to the main kitchen.
"What's up with you? You're being weird."
She shrugged "Nothing, I'm just...Nothing."
"Obviously something then." I said, leaning against the work top.
"I'll tell you later." She muttered, as Sirius climbed onto the table and began to dance.
"Tell me now." I said, standing in front of her.
"Ron's being...weird. He's always saying how much he loves me but then...I don't know, it's like he's hiding something...it's probably nothing."
"You worry too much."
She nodded "I suppose."
I walked back across the room to the table, where Sirius was now singing 'All by myself.'
"How much has he had?" I asked Harry, leaning on the back of his chair.
He turned to face me, his green eyes shining "Alcohol? None. But I put something in his juice."
I laughed along with the rest of them as Remus and James attempted to get him down. Lily was absolutely hysterical, taking out her camera and photographing it.
I looked around the room, from the children in the corner – now fighting – to my best friends, to my parents - laughing at the scene in front of them - and I realised that I couldn't have asked for a better group of people to grow up with.
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The air outside smelled of honeysuckle, broomsticks and sun cream. It was almost ten and I was sat in the garden watching the late sun disappear over the green horizon. Everywhere I looked, I was reminded of memories, some of which I'd forgotten.
There was the pond that had seen tears, laughter, violence and love. It was, according to Hermione, where her and Ron had first kissed. It was also right next to the spot me and Harry had broken up. By the gate was where I'd first met Hermione, thinking her a posh know it all with a bad attitude. I'd finally come to like her after that first summer. There was the gap between our two houses, where lilies climbed the walls happily and our old windows were – that thin stretch of space had seen a lot in its time. There was the patio behind the house that harry and I had danced on and there was the apple tree that Fred had fallen out of, breaking his collar bone. There was the stretch of grass that had been trampled on, driven on, fought on, ran across and even swam across, when Harry had gotten hold of James' wand fifteen years ago.
I felt somebody sit beside me "Memories, eh?"
I nodded "Memories."
Harry took off his jacket and wrapped it around my shoulders "You look cold."
"I am. Thanks."
"No problem."
We sat in silence for a while before he laughed "Does this remind you of anything?"
I nodded, smiling "The night we broke up?"
"Yeah...I really liked you, you know...I loved you. Now look at you, you're all grown up and going out with Victor Krum."
"Shut up. But I loved you too, you know I did."
"And you're the best sex I've ever had." He winked, nudging me.
"Thank you, Harry. I suppose you weren't bad yourself."
"Oh, I was awesome."
I laughed "Hmm..."
"You know I was."
"You'll never know."
"Shut up."
"What's up with Ron?" I asked combing through the grass with my fingers.
"What?"
"Hermione said he was being weird, like he was hiding something."
"Hermione worries too much."
"Oh...so there's nothing?"
"No, there's something."
"Tell me then."
"No."
"Tell me!"
"No."
"Harry Potter! Tell me right now!" I leant behind him and dug my fingers in the small of his back, making him fall over in fits of hysterical laughter.
"Gin! You know that's not fair!"
I grinned "When have I ever played fair."
He smiled, grabbing my wrists in his fists "Never...and there's a fair few Slytherin's who can back me up on that one."
"Be quiet and tell me."
"Well, technically, if I'm being quiet then I can't..."
"Harry!"
He grinned, dropping my hands "Fine. Ron's going to propose. He's got a ring and everything – I helped pick it out...he's doing it next week, in that restaurant that she likes in London."
I stared "Serious?"
Harry nodded. "Deadly."
I sighed, and he nudged me.
"What's up, Weasley?"
"Nothing, it's just...everyone's doing it aren't they? Buying a house, getting married...having children. I'm pleased for them; don't get me wrong," I said, as he raised his eyebrows "I'm just jealous. I feel left behind."
Harry smiled, squeezing my hand "I know. I feel exactly the same. Maybe we just haven't found the right person yet."
I looked at him and something clicked in my brain. I realised that I had found the right person – exactly the right person. I'd found the guy who knew me better than anyone. I'd found the one person who could leave me speechless and I'd found the only man in the world who meant so much to me, they could bring me to tears – after all these years of searching, all I'd of had to do was look next door.
I shook my head, willing away frustrated tears.
"Sup?" He asked, throwing a stone into the pond and tilting his head to the side.
I wiped my eyes and smiled "Nothing...Harry?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you fancy coming to watch our match against the Chudley Cannons?"
He grinned "Yeah - that would be great."
I nodded "I'll see you then, shall I?"
"Yeah." He said, standing up "It's been nice seeing you, Weasley."
"Always is, Potter."
"Night then."
"Night."
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