9
After the Battle
Chapter 9: Harry's Surprise
Ginny growled playfully when she joined Harry in their bedroom. She was amazed at how quickly he was packing and she hurried to catch up.
She was smugly pleased when she finished at almost the exact same time as he did, though she did notice him glancing at her frequently with a smile on his face.
Seven minutes later they were back down in the kitchen where they were joined by Fleur a couple of minutes later.
The quarter Veela rolled her eyes, mumbling something about husbands and their insistence on doing certain things themselves.
She smiled at Harry and Ginny when she spotted them, eyeing Ginny mischievously. Because Harry had told Bill to inform Fleur where they were going so they could partner to Apparate like they had to Remus' and Tonks' funeral, she knew where they were going and what Harry had arranged.
Ginny had the distinct feeling that everyone but her knew what was going on and it was only the fact that they were going to be leaving soon that kept her from hexing Harry.
She felt her annoyance disappear when she looked at her fiancé. He was literally bouncing on the balls of his feet and she was sure he'd hurt himself if he smiled any wider.
She suddenly had a notion of what he was planning but she found it hard to believe. She hoped it was true but decided to just wait and see and she found herself almost as excited as he was, though she tried hard not to show it.
Bill joined them a few moments later, grumbling as he came down the stairs but apologizing sheepishly when he saw everyone waiting for him.
They headed out to the Apparation point and as soon as Fleur took a hold of Ginny, the red head looked at her expectantly.
"Fleur?" she asked questioningly.
"Just close your eyes and think 'appy thoughts," Fleur replied with a wide smile.
Ginny did so, praying what she thought was about to happen was true.
She barely felt it as they Apparated away and she looked around in wonder when they arrived at their destination.
She had hardly looked around when she found Harry at her side.
"Welcome to Gretna Green," he said with a brilliant smile.
Ginny threw her arms around her intended and proceeded to kiss him with all the love she was feeling.
Bill and Fleur relieved them of their rucksacks. "We'll go check in while you do what you want to," Bill said to Harry with a wink.
Ginny was a little confused but let Harry lead her off, heading up the street, seemingly looking for something but she had no idea what.
Harry sighed, not really finding what he was looking for. Glancing up the street he noticed that there was a small stand of trees in front of a large field and decided it was as good as place as any that was nearby.
He led Ginny there and under the trees with the pastoral view in the background, he pulled the small box from his pocket and got down on one knee.
"Ginny, I know I've already asked you to marry me but I want to do it right. You are my world, the keeper of my heart. I can not conceive of a life without you in it. Will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?" he heartfeltly asked, his voice conveying all his love and desire for her as he held out the ring.
Ginny's eyes began to tear, Harry's words filling her heart with an all encompassing warmth as the love he had for her wrapped itself around her.
"Yes Harry, I'll marry you," she replied emotionally. Though she knew that he knew what her answer was going to be, there seemed to be something special surrounding them.
Harry rose and placed the ring on her finger and she smiled as she gazed upon it for the first time. She marvelled at is simplistic beauty and fell in love with it immediately. Not that she wouldn't have loved any ring that Harry would have given her. She wouldn't have cared if it was a pebble from the side of the road. What really mattered was Harry had given it to her. That was really the only thing that mattered to her.
Ginny felt positively giddy and she found herself giggle, crying and practically jumping for joy.
"It's really going to happen, isn't it," she breathed as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his lips to hers, giving him a spine tingling kiss.
"Yes it is," Harry replied, kissing her once more.
Ginny sighed and rested her head on his shoulder, feeling unbelievably happy. She briefly considered that she shouldn't be, after all they had just buried Remus and Tonks that morning and Fred and Colin the day before and while she did feel their loss, it couldn't drown out the pure exhilaration she was experiencing at the moment.
"We're getting married!" she shouted in her mind.
She knew she had to be grinning like an idiot but she didn't care. All that mattered at the moment was that they were getting married and she was standing in a peaceful place with Harry's arms wrapped around her, holding her close and she knew she'd never been this happy before in her life.
Harry gave a soft somewhat reluctant sigh. "We really should be going," he whispered.
"So soon?" Ginny asked, sounding rather reluctant herself.
"Unfortunately yes," Harry sighed once again.
"Why?" Ginny asked, giving him a small frown.
"My, you certainly are an inquisitive witch, aren't you," Harry teased, his eyes sparkling brightly.
"Watch it Potter," Ginny growled playfully.
"Most certainly, soon to be Mrs Potter," Harry replied with a grin.
Ginny melted into Harry's body. "Mrs Potter," she sighed happily. "I can't wait."
"Hence the need for us to get going. Unfortunately there is some paperwork to be filled out," Harry explained as he began to lead Ginny back the way they had come.
"Paperwork. I'd like to tell them what they can do with their paperwork," Ginny growled playfully.
Harry leaned over and gave her a quick kiss. "While I agree with you, it's a necessary evil we have to put up with if we wish to get married," he complained softly.
"Do you expect and problems?" Ginny inquired after a moment.
Harry winced. "I hope not. While there isn't a residency requirement any more, you're supposed to give fourteen days written notice before your wedding date," he explained hesitantly.
Ginny gazed at him worriedly.
"Don't worry, we'll figure something out. Maybe a few Galleons will work and if not I'm not opposed to using a Confundus Charm," Harry said casually.
"Then again, maybe for once my name will be worth something good," he added with a shrug.
"Would you really use a Confundus Charm?" Ginny giggled.
"I'll do whatever it takes to get us married," Harry stated seriously. "I've just got this feeling that we need to get married as soon as possible."
Ginny nodded in agreement. She was also worried about things and knew that her mother's leniency, however limited, wouldn't last forever. She was just as adamant that they needed to get married as soon as possible.
They met Bill, Fleur and Professor McGonagall at the Sculpture Garden of the Gretna Green Famous Blacksmith Shop complex.
Fleur immediately asked to see Ginny's ring which she showed off proudly. The quarter Veela made all the right sounds and complimented Harry on his good taste and McGonagall also admired her ring, though not as enthusiastically as Fleur and she also complimented Harry on his taste.
Bill led them around back to a little office that the Muggles seemed to ignore and ushered them inside.
There was a little wizened wizard sitting at a desk who smiled at them as they entered.
"How do you do?" he asked pleasantly.
"We're fine," Harry replied, garnering him chuckles form his companions.
Harry gave them an annoyed look but ended up smiling just the same.
"I assume you're here to be married," the little wizard stated. "Name please?" he added, grabbing a file from his desk.
"Potter," Harry replied.
"Potter . . . Potter," the man repeated, glancing through his file. "I'm sorry, there doesn't seem to be a letter of intent on file for any Potter," he frowned apologetically.
"Isn't there anything you can do?" Harry implored.
"No, I'm sorry but the rules are quite clear. A letter of intent must be on file fourteen days before the wedding date," the little wizard informed them.
Harry sighed, contemplating his options. He was fairly certain that offering the little wizard Galleons would only insult the man and he really hated to use a Confundus Charm. It just didn't seem right.
He sighed again and did the only thing he could think of. He reached up and lifted his fringe, showing the little wizard his famous scar. While it had faded some since Riddle's defeat, it was still there to be seen.
"Does this help any?" he asked regretfully.
The little wizard stared at him wide-eyed for several moments. "Dear me, are you really The Harry Potter?" he asked incredulously.
Harry sadly nodded his head, wishing he was anywhere else.
The little wizard looked thoughtful for a moment. "Well, as they say Rules are made to be broken, wouldn't you agree, Mr Potter," he said with a mischievous smile.
"So I've heard," Harry replied, glancing at McGonagall who was trying hard not to laugh.
The little wizard produced a piece of parchment that appeared to be some sort of form letter and busily began to fill it out.
"Let's see, we need to predate it," he mumbled as his quill scratched across the surface of the parchment. "Yes, that will do it," he remarked with a smile.
"If you and your intended would just sign here," he said, pushing the parchment across his desk at Harry, holding out his quill.
Harry glanced through the document quickly and then signed his name. He turned to Ginny who had already moved to his side and she added her name to the document.
"There we go, all nice and semi-legal," the little wizard smiled happily as he withdrew another piece of parchment which he handed to Harry.
Harry smiled as he glanced at the document as it allowed him and Ginny to get married immediately.
"Thank you so much," Harry and Ginny said happily.
"It was my pleasure," the little wizard beamed.
Harry glanced at Fleur and Minerva who were having a hushed conversation and chuckling softly. Somehow he knew he didn't want to know what they were saying.
"All right, lets go get changed and get you two married," Bill smirked.
It was a short walk to where Bill had got them rooms in a nice bed and breakfast. He took Harry into his and Fleur's room while Fleur and Minerva accompanied Ginny to Harry's and her room.
In no time at all Harry and Bill were dressed and ready. Bill escorted Harry out of the room and steered him toward the exit.
"Aren't we waiting for the girls?" Harry asked in confusion.
"Nope, it's bad luck to see the bride in her wedding dress before the ceremony," Bill informed him.
"Well, we certainly don't want any bad luck," Harry replied with a grin.
With that settled, Bill led Harry back to the Blacksmith complex and headed to the back where the original Smithy stood.
Once there, a very nice elderly lady helped them put on their boutonnières and showed them in to where the ceremony would take place.
Harry began to pace nervously, something Bill found highly amusing.
"Relax Harry, she'll be here before you know it," he chuckled.
"Sorry, I just can't wait to marry you sister," Harry replied with a nervous grin. "Sometimes it hardly seems real, like it's all some sort of dream and I'm afraid I'll wake up back in the tent and there are still Horcruxes to be found and it seems like it will never end and I'll never get to see Ginny and I'll die facing Riddle and . . ." Harry rambled, unable to help himself.
Bill felt his eyes begin to tear up and he grabbed Harry as he paced by again, hugging him hard.
"I understand, Harry. It's not a dream, its really taking place and you and Ginny will have your life together," he reassured him.
Harry breathed out hard a couple of times and Bill felt his sway slightly.
"Maybe you should sit down," he urged.
"Maybe I'd better," Harry replied shakily.
Bill led him to a chair and helped him sit down. "Are you alright?" he asked worriedly.
"I'm fine," Harry replied.
When he heard Bill snort, he glanced up. "No, I really am," he insisted.
Bill gave him a sceptical look.
"Yes, my breathing is a little strained but I'm doing okay. It's just nerves," Harry explained, hoping Bill knew he was telling the truth.
"Okay Harry, I believe you," Bill replied after taking a good look at Harry and hearing the sincerity in his voice.
"Just take it easy or Ginny will hex the both of us," he added with a grin.
Harry smiled at the older man. "We don't want that to happen," he joked.
Sitting there and talking to Bill calmed Harry down, mostly, and he did feel a lot better. He just wished Ginny would get there so they could get married.
Harry and Ginny
Ginny couldn't believe it as she stared at herself in the floor length mirror. Fleur had produced a wedding dress and with Minerva's help they set about turning her into a beautiful bride.
Ginny suspected that the dress had been Fleur's but it had been so altered that she wasn't quite sure.
She had also produced a set of the most risqué and sexy lingerie that she had ever laid eyes on. A matching set of bra, knickers and garter belt of a shimmering, silky material that felt sinful.
Then she had been totally gobsmacked when Minerva did something magical with her hair, leaving it shiny and silky, falling down her back in magnificent waves, with some twists and curls on top. She knew Harry was just going to love it.
Fleur had applied just a touch of make-up, enhancing her own natural beauty and Ginny found it almost impossible to believe that the beautiful young woman staring back at her was herself.
"You make a beautiful Bride, Ginny," Minerva said proudly, her eyes shining brightly as she looked Ginny over.
"Oui, you look tres magnifique, so beautiful. 'Arry will never know what 'it 'im," Fleur gushed emotionally.
Ginny blushed but smiled shyly, knowing what she said was true.
Fleur added the last touch, placing the veil on Ginny's head. "Lets go get you married," she smiled softly.
Ginny nodded, never wanting anything more in her life.
She felt her heart begin to race and she smiled widely, never having felt so happy.
She turned around, looking at the two women who had done so much for her. Not only in preparing her for her wedding but for being there for her and supporting her.
McGonagall for all the help she had given her during her second year, meeting with her every Sunday afternoon for tea and talks. Something she could never thank her for enough.
And Fleur for all her love and support in helping her to be with Harry when her own mother was so dead set against it. She truly had been a Godsend.
"Thank you both so much, not only for helping me get ready for my wedding bur for all you've both done to turn me into the strong young woman I am today," she sobbed emotionally.
"Non, no crying, you'll spoil your make-up," Fleur chided her playfully.
Ginny smiled, blinking back her tears. "We can't have that, now can we," she giggled.
"Ginny, there's no reason to thank me. I'm just happy to be here to share in yours and Harry's wedding," Minerva sniffled with a huge smile.
Ginny hugged the usually stoic Professor and then her sister-in-law.
"Come on, lets go get me married," she exclaimed ecstatically.
Harry and Ginny
Harry and Bill were sitting and chatting quietly when they noticed motion at the door.
A man and a young woman had entered and Bill recognized him as the officiant who would preform the ceremony. He nodded and smiled at the pair while the young woman moved off to the side, it was then he noticed she was carrying a camera. She moved into a position about halfway from the front and the door.
The man quickly moved off to the side and up to the front of the room, standing behind the massive anvil that stood front and centre.
It slowly filtered through Harry nervousness what it meant and at the same time Fleur and Minerva came into the room, smiling widely.
Each stepped to the side, flanking the door and they looked back the way they had come.
Harry sprang to his feet, understanding what their presence signified.
Then a figure filled the doorway and Bill heard Harry gasp. He heard the click of the camera and he smiled, knowing Harry's stunned look was now preserved forever.
The woman quickly turned around and snapped another photograph, recording the image that had caused Harry's reaction.
Ginny was standing in the doorway, looking more beautiful than he had ever seen his sister.
Harry stared at the vision of beauty that stood before him, framed by the door. He recognized immediately it was Ginny, but it was a Ginny he'd never seen before.
To him she appeared as some ethereal beauty or Goddess. She was dressed in a dress of shimmering white, accented by crystals that sparkled in the light. The dress left her arms and shoulders bare along with a wide expanse of her creamy, freckle speckled cleavage.
The dress fit her slender frame like a glove down to her waist where it flared out slightly that allowed it to flow out gently.
Her red hair stood out brilliantly like a red flame, crowning her along with framing her face as it spilled down onto her shoulders and back.
Harry could see her smiling behind the thin gauze of her veil and he knew he'd never seen anything so beautiful in his life.
Though it only took a few moments for her to start forward, to Harry it seemed an eternity.
With every step she took, Harry's eyes traced her movement, the bottom of her dress rippling and shimmering every time she moved.
Harry vaguely heard Bill admonishing him to breath but his mind barely registered, refusing to consider such mundane tasks.
Ginny almost lost it as she watched the look on Harry's face and she was glad they had hired the photographer.
Her smile grew as she took in the rest of him, looking so handsome in his dress robes of dark navy, his crisp white shirt and dark green tie that made his eyes pop.
She had to take several deep breaths and keep her pace slow even though she wanted to run to him.
Her smile grew when she saw the stunned look morph into a brilliant smile and he finally appeared to be breathing again.
Her eyes never left his as she made her way to him and when she finally stopped she heard him whisper, "My God, you are so beautiful."
She blushed and dropped her chin, raising her eyes demurely, the smile becoming smaller, more coy.
Harry thought his heart was going to beat out of his breast as he stared at Ginny. To him, it seemed that nothing else existed in the world except the vision of beauty before him.
He could hardly believe that she had chosen him and he felt so unworthy. He knew that'd he'd spend the rest of his life doing everything in his power to keep her happy.
The thing that struck him the most was the look and feeling of Love she was giving him. It boggled his mind that such a creature would love him at all and had agreed to become his wife.
Ginny could see how happy Harry was but she could sense his underlying feelings of inadequacy, that he somehow thought he was unworthy of her love.
She couldn't understand it but then again, she was having similar thoughts. Why would a Wizard of his stature ever consider marrying her, the plain, poor witch from the country? How could he love her?
They were both pulled from their thoughts by the officiant speaking.
"We are gathered here to bind in matrimony Harry James Potter and Ginevra Molly Weasley. As it the tradition of this place, they will declare their intentions before these witnesses. Harry."
"Ginny, I love you more than life itself. You are my world. It was the thought of you and the life we could share that sustained me through the dark times this past year. You were the light that kept me going, calling me home, back to you."
"In some ways I've come to realize that ever since that day I found you deep below the Castle that you were the one for me. You can not begin to realize how happy I was when you woke up and clung to me, so afraid of what would happen."
"You touched my heart then and it's been yours ever since, even if it took me a while to realize it."
"There are so many reasons I've come to love you. You have a zest for life. You're without a doubt the strongest person I know. I love that you love Quidditch as much as I do and that you aren't afraid to put me in my place when I need it."
"You complete me, make me want to do better, to be a better man and I'm honoured that you granted me the privilege of being your husband, lover and confidant. So before these witnesses, I declare that I am taking you as my wife, my partner in the life we will share, in good times and bad, in sickness and health and for all time. I love you that much."
Ginny stood there in awe for a moment as Harry's words filled her, she knew she was going to ruin her make-up as a couple of tears trickled out of the corner of her eyes.
The officiant glanced at her, "Ginevra, if you will."
Ginny took a deep breath and started to speak:
"Harry, ever since I was a little girl I've been in love with you, or so I thought. Before I met you I was in love with the idea of you and not you for real. It was only after I met you that things began to change."
I know I embarrassed you when we first met because of my crush on you. I couldn't even manage to speak in your presence, not a good way to start a relationship."
"But then in my moment of need, in a situation so dire, you willing risked your life to save mine. In that moment, I realized you weren't the hero of the bedtime stories that had been read to me or the stories that were told of your exploits but you were a hero none the less."
"More importantly, you were my hero. You saved me when it wasn't your responsibility to do so. You did it because it was the right thing to do, something you have an uncanny knack of knowing and the annoying habit of doing."
"As I've come to know you, I've come to respect you and yes, Love you. You have proven to me and the world time and again just what a noble, selfless and compassionate person you are."
I love that you love Quidditch as much as I do. That you're willing to put up with my temper and aren't afraid to tell me off when I need it."
"You are my other half, the one that completes my soul. It was my thoughts of you that sustained me when I felt I couldn't go on, that the burden was to heavy. I drew upon your strength of character to bolster my own when I needed it most."
I can think of nothing that will make me happier that to become your wife, your lover and your confidant. I declare before these witnesses that I am taking you as my husband, in good times and bad, in sickness and health, forever more. I love you."
"Join hands," the official stated.
Once they had he looked at them, smiling. "With the exchanging of rings you will show to the world your intentions, they'll be an outward sign of the love in your hearts."
Harry had a panicked look as he began to check his pockets, only stopping when Bill tapped him on his arm and handed him the plain gold band he had been looking for.
He took a deep calming breath before continuing. "Ginny receive this ring as a symbol of my everlasting love for you. May it be an outward sign to everyone that I love you before all others, that you are the one that gives my life meaning."
Ginny giggled when she saw Harry panic, it was just so him.
Fleur handed her her ring.
"Harry, accept this ring as an outward symbol of the love I have for you, let it show to the world that I love you before all others, that you give my life its meaning, that we will face the world together for all time"
After they had placed their rings on each others hands the official picked up a massive hammer and brought it down hard on the anvil, ringing out a clear sharp tone.
"As the smithy forges metal together creating something new out of nothing, so be it with you two, now forged into one. May you love ever grow," the official sang out.
"You may kiss your partner," he added to each of them.
Harry gently lifted Ginny's veil, eager to kiss his new bride.
Ginny waited somewhat impatiently for Harry to lift her veil and after he did so they wrapped their arms around one another, kissing each other passionately.
It wasn't until they heard soft laughs and giggles that they broke their kiss, both blushing heavily.
Bill, Fleur and Minerva immediately surrounded them, exchanging hug, kisses and hand shakes.
They could see how happy Bill and Fleur were for them but it was McGonagall's look and reaction that surprised them. She had tears running down her cheeks while smiling widely.
"I'm so happy for you two and appreciate that you included me in you celebration. I can't think of two other people who deserve so much happiness," Minerva rejoiced.
"And I hope you'll allow an old woman to give you a few words of advice," she added with a smile.
Harry and Ginny nodded, smiling back at her.
"Never go to bed angry, always talk to each other, let the other know what you are thinking and above all love one another with all your hearts. If you do these few simple things there is nothing that will be able to come between you," she explained warmly.
"Thank you Minerva," Ginny replied for both of them, with Harry nodding in agreement. Both hugged her tightly, appreciating her words of advice.
Harry noticed the officiant smile at him and clear his throat, glancing pointedly at the door.
"I think we need to leave, it appears there's another wedding to take place," he informed the others.
As they passed the photographer, she handed Harry a card. "Your photos will be ready tomorrow morning," she politely informed him.
"Thank you," Harry replied, not even realizing she'd been there taking pictures.
As they exited the Smithy, Bill came up to them. "This way, the Inn has arranged a special dinner for us," he explained.
Minerva smiled at them. "I really should be going," she sighed.
"Please join us," Harry entreated.
"Yes, it won't be the same without you," Ginny pleaded.
Looking into their faces she could see how much it would mean to them. "Alright, there's nothing that needs doing at Hogwarts that can't wait till the morning," she replied, acquiescing to their request.
The walked down the street with a number of couples and groups of people smiling and sighing as they passed, staring and commenting on what a beautiful couple they were and how happy they looked.
Dinner was an extremely pleasant affair with their meal far exceeding anything Harry and Ginny had ever experienced before. They had a bottle of very fine Champagne which to toast with, and several different wines with the different courses.
The conversation was light and happy with some gentle teasing, mainly from Minerva of all people.
She also observed how much in love Harry and Ginny and Bill and Fleur were, commenting that it was a wonderful counterpoint to the tragedy that they had just faced and how happy she was for the new couple.
All in all Harry and Ginny were pleased that they'd convinced her to stay and join them. It really meant the world to them.
All too soon it seemed dinner was over, their afters eaten, a luscious chocolate cake with chocolate ganache and chocolate curls, something enjoyed by all.
As they exited the Inn, Minerva said her goodbyes, wishing the happy couple many years of happiness and to enjoy themselves but not too much that evening. Something that had Bill and Fleur chuckling and Harry and Ginny blushing.
After her departure, the two couples made their way back to their rooms and they said their good nights in the hall between their rooms.
While Bill shook Harry's hand, Fleur whispered something to Ginny that had her blushing even deeper while the quarter Veela giggled.
Ginny quickly grabbed Harry's hand and all but dragged him into their room.
Once alone they both sighed and stared at one another for a moment.
Harry slowly approached Ginny, lightly caressing her cheek. "You are so beautiful, Mrs Potter," he grinned softly, his eyes alight with his love for his new bride.
Ginny felt herself melting at his touch and closed her eyes as she leaned into his hand.
"I can hardly believe it that we're actually married," she whispered happily.
"Me neither," Harry replied as he leaned in and softly kissed her.
The kiss soon became much more heated and Harry groaned when Ginny suddenly broke it off, stepping away from him.
Harry was momentarily confused but his eyes widened when Ginny began to remove her clothing.
He watch entranced as she shed her outer layers.
"Sweet Mother of Morgana, " he breathed out huskily, his eyes burning with desire when he saw what she was wearing underneath. "If I knew you were wearing that, I think I'd have skipped dinner."
Ginny blushed but smiled, pleased at his reaction as she stood there in nought but her bra, knickers, garter belt and stockings.
She stood there several moments while Harry's eyes feasted on her body. Finally deciding he'd looked enough and she wanted to feel his hands and body against hers, she moved and sat on the edge of the bed.
"I think you're over dressed," she purred, her own eyes blazing with her desire.
Harry slowly began to undress, never taking his eyes off the vision of beauty before him, his eyes burning with emerald fire, showing just how much he desired her.
When the last piece of his clothing hit the floor, he made his way to her side and he tenderly kissed her, his hands beginning to roam across her soft silky skin.
Both moaned lowly, enjoying getting reacquainted with each others bodies.
Ginny deepened the kiss, wanting more, much more.
They rolled over and into the bed, hands now roaming further, inflaming their desire for one another.
Ginny gasped but smiled as Harry removed her bra, exposing her breasts to his hungry mouth and hands.
She purred as he took her nipple into his mouth, loving the exquisite sensations he was giving her.
She was momentarily concerned when she heard his heavy breathing but she realized it had nothing to do with his recent illness and she drove the thought from her mind, enjoying what they were sharing.
After lavishing attention on her other breast, Harry began to kiss his way down her body, setting her skin on fire wherever he kissed her.
By the time he reached her nether region, her eyes were closed and she was moaning continuously, loving what he was doing to her.
She groaned loudly when he slipped her knickers down and off, the air momentarily chilling her wet slit.
Then his mouth covered her, and she moaned as she felt his hot mouth and tongue pay homage to the centre of her womanhood.
She ran one hand through his unruly raven locks while the other played with her breasts and nipples, further inflaming her desire for her husband.
"Harry, I need you in me now," she demanded, wanting to feel him fill her once again.
Harry ignored her for a moment, continuing to enjoy himself, orally pleasing her but when he felt her insistent tug on his hair, he began his journey back up her body.
He settled between her open, welcoming legs and without any difficulty lined his manhood up with her entrance and slowly worked himself in until he was fully seated.
Ginny shivered as she felt Harry enter her, loving the unbelievable erotic sensations he was causing. She knew she'd never tire of sharing this with him. It felt so right and so wonderful and she knew she couldn't live without it.
Harry groaned as he felt Ginny's hot wetness surround him, loving the feeling as every inch of his manhood was surrounded by her hot, wet flesh and he realized he wanted to share this wonderful experience with her over and over again.
They made love, slowly, reverently. It was somehow different from the first time, somehow better and more complete. It bonded them even deeper than before.
Harry could feel the changes in the way Ginny was reacting and he knew she was approaching her crisis and he picked up his pace, giving her even more pleasure.
Ginny couldn't believe how wonderful it felt, even surpassing what they had shared before. She was practically delirious with the exquisite sensations she was experiencing.
The pressure deep inside of her just kept on rising and she thought she'd go mad but then her orgasm exploded through her, sending her to heretofore unequalled heights.
Harry felt Ginny stiffen as her centre clamped down around his manhood, triggering his own release. He groaned out her name as he felt her sheath pulsing and throbbing around him, heightening his pleasure.
He felt her shudder as wave after wave of pleasure rippled through her body, causing him to shudder in reply.
Slowly their ardour died back and he heard and felt her sigh and relax, both of them totally spent.
Ginny wrapped her arms around him and gave him a deep, tender kiss.
"I love you," she whispered, pouring all the love she felt for him in those three simple words.
"I love you too," Harry breathed out softly, trying to convey just how much it meant to him that she loved him unconditionally. Something his relatives had adamantly told him he would never have.
As he softened and slipped out of her, he rolled off to her side, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her tightly into his side.
Ginny whimpered softly as she felt Harry slip out of her, already feeling the loss of their deeper physical connection. She smiled when she felt him wrap his arms around her and pull her close.
"This is where I belong," she thought sleepily.
The tired couple drifted off to sleep, each content with where they were and firm in the knowledge that no one could ever separate them again.
Harry and Ginny
A/N: So the wedding has taken place and Harry and Ginny couldn't be happier. I hope I did justice to the happy event. I guess from all of the reviews from the last chapter that I gave away too much as everyone seemed to know what was coming. LOL
Please review.