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After the Battle
Chapter 13: Shopping Misadventures
A short time later, Harry was joined by Ginny in the shower. He blushed when she gave him a cocky smile.
"Godric, that was almost as bad as when your mum walked in on us and in fact I felt way more embarrassed than when she did," he sighed.
Ginny just giggled and gave him a quick kiss. "Come on, lets get our shower over so we can go shopping," she grinned.
Harry frowned, letting her know just how much he was looking forward to their planned shopping trip.
"It won't be that bad," she chided him with a smile.
Harry's return look let her know he didn't agree but when she raised an eyebrow and gave him that look, he knew he wasn't going to get out of it and he sighed in resignation.
Their shower did a lot to brighten his mood even though nothing really happened other than them groping each other as they washed the other's body and shared a few quick kisses.
A short time later they joined Fleur downstairs for breakfast, with the part Veela explaining that Bill had gone into Gringotts early so that he could meet them later that afternoon.
Harry missed the company of the man as Ginny and Fleur began to talk about fashions and what they thought would look best on Harry and he began to suspect they were doing it on purpose just to rile him up.
He took their teasing as stoically as he could, not wanting to let them know just how much they were getting to him. He wasn't sure how successful he was because as breakfast progressed they did tone down their teasing.
After breakfast Harry had to run back up to their room because he'd forgotten to bring his money pouch with him but that didn't take long and he quickly rejoined Ginny and Fleur.
As they were getting ready to Apparate away, Fleur got a thoughtful look on her face. "You know, we should stop at the Ministry and get Ginny's Apparation License," she suggested.
Harry and Ginny exchanged surprised looks, both of them having never considered that now that Ginny was married that she'd be able to get her license early.
The only downside they could think of was that they'd have to show their marriage certificate proving they were married and Ginny was eligible to obtain her license. Not that it really mattered, that fact was now part of the public record and would be found out soon anyway.
Even though he wasn't going to object, Ginny gave him her best sad puppy dog eyes and he chuckled knowing he'd never be able to deny her anything when she gave him that look.
Their plans set, Fleur insisted on Apparating Ginny with Harry following close behind.
They appeared in the Atrium and after having their wands checked they made their way to the lifts and to the sixth floor where the Apparation Test Centre of the Department of Magical Transportation was located.
It was while filling out the paperwork for Ginny that Harry realized he'd never actually obtained his own license and they filled out a copy for him too.
For some reason Harry couldn't help but worry about what would happen if he failed but Ginny passed. When Ginny saw his worried look she asked him what was the matter.
She giggled and rolled her eyes when he whispered to her his concern. She reassured him saying, "Harry, you've been Apparating for close to a year without any problems. You have nothing to worry about."
That did go a long way to assuaging his fears but it wasn't until she gave him a small kiss that the thought was driven from his mind.
The test centre was virtually empty due to there hadn't been an Apparation Class at Hogwarts that year so it wasn't long before they were called up.
The young witch at the desk looked rather bored until she saw the copy of the marriage certificate attached to Ginny's paperwork.
She glanced up, eyes wide but fortunately didn't say anything.
Since G becomes before H, Ginny was taken in first and Fleur smiled at Harry when she saw how nervous he became.
Harry was pretty sure Ginny must have told her his fear when he wasn't aware by the look she was giving him, doing nothing to lessen his anxiety.
A short time later Ginny reappeared, smiling widely, clutching a scroll of parchment, letting him and Fleur know she had passed.
Harry immediately congratulated her with a hug and a kiss and Ginny couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm.
Then Harry gave a sigh, looking a bit apprehensive as his name was called.
Her smile soften and she gave him a kiss for good luck and then it was his turn.
When he reappeared clutching his own license, he looked more relieved than anything else.
His smile grew when Ginny gave him another kiss in congratulations and a hug from Fleur.
The only thing that dampened their happiness was when they returned to the Atrium and ran into Percy.
He stammered a hello, looking quite flustered, before he disappeared as if he didn't want to be seen with them.
After watching him disappear, Fleur looked at Ginny with a sad smile. "Do you wish to stop in and see your father?" she asked softly.
Ginny sighed sadly, considering her sister-in-law's suggestion. On one hand it would be nice to see him without her mother around but on the other hand the Office for the Detection and Confiscation of Counterfeit Defensive Spells and Protective Objects was part of the MLE and on the second floor in that department.
She worried that if Harry was seen there Kingsley would find out and think he was still interested in becoming an Auror. He might even show up and try to convince Harry while he was there, something she didn't want to put him through.
"No, I think it's better of we just go shopping like we've planned," she replied sadly.
Fleur looked at her in surprise but Harry smiled at her in understanding. He hugged her tightly to his body and gave her a soft kiss.
Ginny squeezed him tightly before letting go, their eyes meeting, no words necessary as they let the other know that they understood and appreciated the other's thoughts.
Ginny's smile warmed and she whispered "I love you."
Harry's smile grew a little and he was glad that he'd help her feel better. He moved his arm to up around her shoulders. "Come on, let's go shopping," he announced brightly, hoping he sounded more enthusiastic than he really felt, though the more he thought about it, maybe going shopping with two beautiful witches wouldn't be so bad after all.
When they arrived at the Apparation point, Ginny beamed at him and slipped out from under his arm. "I'll meet you there," she said proudly, right before she Apparated away.
Harry gave a soft wistful sigh, causing Fleur to give him a questioning look.
"I'll never know where she is now," Harry complained softly.
Fleur started laughing and just shook her head before she followed Ginny.
Harry sighed once more before he too Apparated from the Ministry.
He appeared out back of the Leaky Cauldron and found Ginny already tapping the bricks to grant them access to Diagon Alley,
She turned and glanced back over her shoulder just as she tapped the last brick, giving him a smile as if to say "I didn't splinch myself" or maybe it was "What took you so long". He really wasn't quite sure because he'd been thinking.
"Hey Love, since we're shopping for me, I figure you might as well get some new things too," he offered brightly, hoping and praying she wouldn't explode like Ron would have done.
He saw her look at him in surprise and he wasn't quit sure what her reaction was going to be, but then she broke out in a brilliant smile. "That sounds like a wonderful idea," she cried gleefully, glancing from him to Fleur.
Fleur smiled and nodded in approval, letting Harry know he'd done a good thing. Though she wasn't quite sure if he'd done it to take some of the focus off of himself or not.
Figuring it didn't really matter, Bill had let her know that Harry wouldn't have to worry about where the Galleons would come from, not that he was really all that forthcoming about just how many Galleons Harry, and by extension Ginny, had.
She was just happy that they wouldn't need to worry about parting with a few, or maybe a little more than a few Galleons, getting themselves some new clothes.
Wrapping his arm around Ginny again, Harry glanced at the two witches. "So where should we head first?" he asked, sounding more like he'd just be glad to get things over with.
Fleur and Ginny glanced back and forth between themselves and then took a look at Harry. "Madam Malkin's" they both said at the same time.
Harry glanced back and forth between then, appearing a tad worried. That wasn't the first time they'd said the same thing at the same time and he wondered if women had some special way of communicating. Something he didn't think would bode well for men in general.
They strolled casually down the Alley, doing some window shopping as they went. Ginny was glad that the Alley wasn't very crowded and that so far no one had noticed Harry.
Things were going swimmingly until Ginny heard Harry give a soft wistful sigh.
She followed his glance and she saw he was looking across and up the Alley a short ways, his eyes resting on Eeylops Owl Emporium and she felt her heart go out to him, knowing he was thinking about and missing his beloved Hedwig.
Harry sighed and seemed to realize that Ginny was watching him closely. He gave her a wan little smile, saying "Soon."
Ginny nodded, recognizing that he wasn't quite ready to replace someone who had meant more to him than anyone while he was growing up, even her.
Hedwig had been the only one who was there for Harry during the toughest times he had, being forced to return to his horrid Muggle relatives every summer, even if it was only for a short time.
She gave his hand a squeeze and accompanied it with a reassuring smile, letting him know that she knew and understood completely.
Harry hugged her hard and whispered "Thank you," which was accompanied by a wan smile. He knew he'd need to get a new owl and probably soon, but he just wasn't ready at the moment and he was so happy that Ginny understood. To him it showed just how much she knew and understood him and he loved her all the more because of it.
Fleur was giving Harry a worried look and it wasn't until they arrived at Madam Malkin's and Harry drifted away to begin to look at the selection of every day robes that she asked Ginny what was the matter?
Glancing to make sure Harry was far enough away so he wouldn't overhear, she quickly explained about Hedwig.
"Ahhh," the French witch sighed in understanding. "I've never 'ad a familiar so I don't know exactly what 'e is feeling, but I do know that the bond between a wizard and 'is familiar is a deep and strong one, probably more so for 'Arry."
Ginny sighed and blinked her eyes that had suddenly and inexplicably clouded over, or so she tried to believe. Finally getting them clear she smiled at Fleur. "We'd better go find Harry before he tries to sneak out on us," she joked in an attempt to lighten the mood.
"'E better not," Fleur laughed, "Not is 'e knows what's good for 'im."
"That's never been one of his strong suites," Ginny laughed in return.
"No, I guess not," Fleur replied, thinking about all that had happened to Harry.
Fortunately for Harry, they found him back a couple of aisles, glancing at robes and the two witches immediately began to grab some off the racks, holding them up before him, putting some back and keeping others before sending him off to the changing rooms so they could see how they looked with him wearing them.
To Harry it seemed to go on forever and it made his head ache because he couldn't see any difference between some of the robes they selected and some of those they returned to the rack.
Ginny saw and sensed what Harry was thinking and rewarded his patience with a number of small kisses. Something that improved Harry's attitude greatly, thinking "If getting to kiss Ginny is what I'll get, maybe shopping isn't such a bad thing."
Unfortunately to Harry's thinking, robes weren't the only thing they got. The spent a lot of time getting him dress shirts, trousers and dress shoes, along with mundane things like boxers, socks, pyjamas and a load of accessories.
When he took the latest arm load of things up to Madam Malkin at the register and saw the huge pile and the gleeful look on her face, he decided it was time to concentrate on finding things for Ginny.
He was pleased when he told her and Fleur because of the happy look that formed on his wife's face and he sighed in relief when he was allowed to go sit down while she and Fleur went off looking for things for Ginny to try on.
His reprieve was short lived because Fleur insisted he come and see the majority of what Ginny tried on. At first he was less than thrilled but his attitude quickly changed when he saw how wonderful Ginny looked in what she was wearing.
Plus there was the smile on her face as she admired herself in the mirror and he knew she'd never had much in the way of new or finer things to wear.
He found himself getting emotional and he knew he'd do whatever it took to keep her so happy.
Harry and Ginny were gobsmacked at the total, neither having spent nearly what they did before. Though they were grateful that Madam Malkin didn't make a fuss over Harry and they figured it was because of the huge sale she had just made. She seemed much more interested in the pile of Galleons than who was paying.
Fleur smiled at them indulgently. "Be glad we are 'ere in Diagon Alley and not in Paris. You'd 'ave spent ten times as much and only gotten 'alf of what you did," she explained with a smirk.
Once everything was bagged, they shrunk it all down to make carrying it easier.
If Harry thought they were done, he was rudely mistaken, as Fleur and Ginny dragged him up the Alley, stopping in several more stores to continue shopping.
They were just leaving Murphy's Muggle Mantles, after spending an hour and a half purchasing Harry and Ginny a ton of new muggle casual clothes, when Harry's stomach growled loudly.
Ginny and Fleur laughed while Harry looked embarrassed, though he couldn't deny he was exceedingly hungry, it looked like the women could have continued shopping without stopping.
Ginny took pity on her husband. "I guess we should feed you," she laughed, her eyes sparkling.
"Yes, you've been such a good sport about everything, we should reward you for your good behaviour," Fleur added with a smile.
"Thank Godric," Harry sighed softly.
Since they were rather far from the Leaky Cauldron, they decided to stop in at the Diagon Alley branch of Brews and Stews. Here they specialized in fish dishes so Harry and Ginny got fish and chips, while Fleur decided to have Bouillabaisse.
Harry chuckled, remembering when she had come over to the Gryffindor table and asked if she could have the dish sitting untouched there. It was Ron's reaction that had him laughing.
When Ginny asked what was so funny, he explained to her and Fleur about his memory.
Ginny giggled while Fleur rolled her eyes. "'E still drools when 'e first sees me," she sighed in exasperation.
"Beel thinks it's funny," she growled lowly. Then she smiled, looking at Harry. "I'm zo glad you don't react that way," she smirked.
"While I think you're a very beautiful woman, I think Ginny is more beautiful," Harry replied with a smile as he gazed at his wife.
Ginny blushed but couldn't help but smile, she found it hard to believe that Harry thought she was more beautiful that Fleur who was a quarter Veela.
"Never doubt it Jinnee. To 'Arry you are the most beautiful woman in the world, as it should be. It proves just 'ow much 'e loves you," the quarter Veela giggled.
Ginny glanced at Harry and saw him looking at her, his eyes shining brightly, conveying to her just how true Fleur's words were. She could see the love he had for her in his glowing emerald eyes and it took her breath away.
She still found it hard to believe sometimes just how much he loved her and had chosen her. She was almost afraid that she'd wake up and found it was all a dream.
Harry leaned over and gave her a tender kiss, his eyes burning with emerald fire.
"She's right, you know. I do love you more than anyone else, more than life itself really. I don't know what I'd do without you. You've given me more happiness in the last couple of days than I experienced my whole life before I met you," Harry murmured emotionally.
Ginny felt tears pooling in the corner of her eyes, marvelling at the depth of emotions that he was telling her. She couldn't help but think back on a conversation she'd had with Hermione one late night in the dorms, when the bushy-haired girl had told her that Harry didn't know how to express his emotions.
While that may have been true back then, it certainly wasn't true now and she loved him all the more because of it.
"I feel so privileged to have witness that," Fleur sighed dreamily.
Harry and Ginny smiled at her, neither feeling embarrassed at her having seen their display of their emotions. If anything they felt closer to her than before.
They finished their meal mainly in companionable silence, each one of them feeling the closeness that was growing between them.
After they paid their bill and had exited the restaurant, heading back up the Alley to continue shopping, Harry noticed a spell flying that them out of the corner of his eyes.
With speed that surprised Ginny and Fleur, Harry had his wand drawn and cast a shield charm, blocking the spell.
Unfortunately while doing so they didn't see another spell coming from the opposite direction and it slammed into Harry's unprotected side.
Ginny and Fleur sprang into action, both having their wands out and firing off their own spells so quickly that their attackers never knew what hit them.
Both looked around, eyes blazing, as they assessed everything in their vicinity, looking so formidable that those nearby shied away, not wanting to become a target for their ire.
While Fleur continued to sweep the area with her eyes, Ginny turned to Harry who was laying on the ground, a small trickle of blood coming out of the corner his mouth.
"Oh Harry," she cried, fighting her tears.
Harry's eyes met hers and though clouded with pain, he gave her a wry smile. "Poppy's going to kill me," he whisper hoarsely.
Unable to help herself, Ginny chuckled ruefully, the tears still running down her cheeks.
She jerked and spun, wand at the ready when she felt someone come up close behind her.
Her eyes widened in surprise and she dropped her wand hand when she saw it was Minerva.
The venerable witch frowned as she took in Harry's condition, ignoring the fact that Ginny had pointed her wand at her.
"We need to get Harry treatment," she directed, wasting no time.
She pulled a quill from her pocket and tapped it with her wand, saying "Portus," as she cast the spell.
The quill briefly glowed blue and then Minerva placed it gently on Harry's chest.
"You go with Harry and I'll stay here with Fleur to help sort things out," she informed the distraught redhead.
"Thank you," Ginny choked out.
With that she placed a finger on the quill and Minerva said "Activate."
Ginny glanced down and sobbed when she saw Harry's eyes had closed, only the soft rise and fall of his chest let her know he was still alive.
Then she felt the disorienting spin as the portkey whisked her and Harry away.
She felt them bump onto the ground, her eyes having closed as she fought the effects of the portkey. She snapped her eyes open and with a quick glance around, she saw they were in the hospital wing at Hogwarts.
"Poppy!" she screamed.
In an instant the matron was by her side, clucking softly as she took in Harry's condition.
"I swear," she mumbled as she levitated the unconscious Harry onto the closest bed.
Back in Diagon Alley, Minerva and Fleur went and checked out the attackers, both unconscious and it looked like they'd remain that way for some time.
Minerva took their wands and bound them up so they couldn't escape if they did regain consciousness.
Both attackers were heavily cloaked and Minerva pulled back their hoods.
"Pansy Parkinson and Millicent Bulstrode," she spat in disgust.
Fleur looked down on them sadly. "Will it never end?" she asked softly.
Minerva had no answer as she was thinking the same thing.
Their musing was interrupted by the arrival of the Aurors. Two headed their way while the others spread out and began to urge the crowd that had gathered to be on their way.
"Auror Proudfoot, Auror Savage," Minerva greeted the pair that came over to them.
"Professor McGonagall and . . . " Proudfoot replied, looking at Fleur and though he recognizing her, he couldn't remember her name and he hesitated.
"Fleur Weasley," Fleur introduced herself.
The Auror nodded at her and looked down at their captives. "Can one of you please explain what happened?" he asked politely.
Fleur calmly explained what she had seen, how she, Harry and Ginny had just left Brews and Stews and were resuming shopping when she had seen Harry draw his wand, casting his shield. How another spell came flying at them from a different direction and what had happened after that.
All through her explanation, Minerva could tell, that while calm, she was very worried about Harry's condition.
Minerva confirmed what Fleur had said, explaining she had been coming up the Alley and witnessed what had taken place and how everything was over by the time she got close enough to help.
Hearing the the Harry they were talking about was The Harry Potter, Proudfoot shook his head sadly. "Godric, that kid just can't catch a break," he muttered.
He was taken by surprise when Minerva bristled at him calling Harry a kid and she let him know in no uncertain terms.
The Auror looked at her feeling guilty. "You're right, if anyone deserves to be considered a man, it's Mr Potter," he replied respectfully.
Minerva gave him a nod of her head and a small tight smile, letting him know that she approved.
By then the other Aurors had dispersed the crowd and came over. Proudfoot sent them back to the Ministry with the captives in tow.
"We should go and check on Mr Potter's condition," he stated once the others had departed.
Minerva saw Fleur sigh in relief and she helped the French witch gather up their packages before she created another portkey.
Ginny stood at the end of Harry's bed, watching closely as Poppy cast her diagnostic spells, tears still falling freely.
Though beyond worried, she didn't interrupt Poppy while she worked feverishly on Harry, knowing that she'd only slow down his treatment.
It seemed an eternity to Ginny before Poppy stopped treating Harry and sighed.
The Matron turned to her and gave her a reassuring smile. "He'll be just fine though I'll have to keep him here over night," she informed the distraught young witch.
Ginny would have fallen if Poppy hadn't been ready to catch her. She helped the young redhead into the chair by Harry's bed and looked at her closely.
Seeing that Ginny was just overwrought, she hugged her into her body and let her cry till she got it out of her system.
Once she had stopped crying, Ginny hugged Poppy hard before she leaned back.
Poppy released her and looked her in the eyes. "Do you feel you to telling me what happened?" she asked compassionately.
Ginny took a couple of deep calming breaths and explained what had happened.
Just as she finished they heard the sounds of people appearing and they looked toward the doors and saw Fleur, Minerva and Auror Proudfoot appear.
As Fleur rushed over to Ginny, Poppy stood and got out of the way, allowing the part Veela to hug the redhead.
"'Ow is 'e?" Fleur asked worriedly.
"Poppy says he'll be fine but he has to stay over night," Ginny replied, almost in tears again.
Minerva and Proudfoot Fleur slowly over to Harry's bed.
"What were his injuries this time?" Minerva asked sadly.
"He took a Bludgeoning Spell to his right side, breaking three ribs, one bad enough that it punctured his lung and causing some internal bleeding," Poppy explained.
"Will he be okay?" Proudfoot asked.
"As long as he doesn't have any complications with his lung," Poppy replied, giving Ginny a glance. She didn't want to inform the man about Harry's recent bout with pneumonia as it really didn't have any bearing on his new injuries.
"Did anyone see the start of the fight?" he asked, glancing at the four women.
"Not really, I didn't notice anything wrong till Harry cast a shield charm," Ginny replied with Fleur and Minerva saying the same thing.
Proudfoot made a notation on his parchment and nodded at the women, each in turn. "Professor, Madam Pomfrey, Mrs Weasley, Miss Weasley."
"It's Mrs Potter," Ginny corrected him.
He looked at her in surprise and gave he a thin smile. "Congratulations, I just wish I'd found out in more pleasant circumstances."
"Thank you, Auror Proudfoot," Ginny replied, giving him a small smile in return.
He gave her a nod of his head and turned and left.
Fleur looked at Ginny and Minerva sadly. "I'd better go tell Beel what happened," she said softly.
Ginny nodded, still fighting her emotions.
Minerva and Poppy sat down next to Ginny.
"How are you holding up?" Minerva asked worriedly.
Ginny sighed deeply. "Okay, I guess. I'm just so upset about what happened. I mean why did this have to happen? I thought it was over and we could just live our lives without having to worry any more," she said sadly.
"I wish I could tell you that this was the last time and that you'll never have to worry again, but I guess that just isn't how the world works," Minerva sighed sadly.
"It's my hope that things will calm down and things like this will be a thing of the past," Poppy contributed, glancing sadly at Harry's still form.
"Do you know who did it?" Ginny asked, staring at Minerva.
"It was Pansy Parkinson and Millicent Bulstrode," the venerable witch replied irritably with a sigh.
She saw Ginny starting to get angry and cut her off. "They've been arrested and will be dealt with. Nothing can be gained by you flying off the handle and trying to get back at them," she chastised the redhead softly, hoping to curb her anger.
Ginny sighed, letting the most of her anger bleed out of her, knowing what the older woman said was true. In the past she might have not been so agreeable but with Shacklebolt as Minister and the removal of almost all the pure-blood suprematists from the Wizengamot, she was fairly certain that the bloody Slytherins would be taken care of. Then she thought of the unfairness of it all and her anger began to rise once again. She felt like screaming or blowing something to smithereens.
Minerva could see Ginny struggling to control her anger. "Would it help if you went somewhere and let off some steam," she asked, giving her a concerned look.
Ginny briefly considered Minerva's offer but then her eyes fell on Harry's still form. "Thank you but no. I think it's best if I stay here with my husband," she replied, letting out a large exhale that further calmed her.
Minerva and Poppy exchanged glances and soft smiles. "I must say that I am really impressed, Mrs. Potter," Minerva stated, purposely using Ginny's married name.
Ginny gave her a bewildered look and wondered why she had called her Mrs Potter.
"That's twice now in as many days that I've seen you rein in your anger and do the mature thing, the right and proper thing to do. I can't tell you how proud that makes me," the venerable woman said emotionally.
Ginny felt at one both pleased and saddened by Minerva's praise. Pleased because it was wonderful to be recognized for her actions but saddened because it should have been her mother that was one of the ones saying such things.
Minerva leaned over and took Ginny into a warm embrace. "While I may not be your mother, I'm hoping that you see me as a Grandmother or favoured Aunt," she whispered.
Ginny gave her a teary chuckle. "I already have a barmy aunt so I guess you'll be a Grandmother since both of mine are gone."
"Um, yes, well, I'd rather not be grouped with Muriel," Minerva replied rather dryly.
Poppy cleared her throat, desperately trying not to laugh, though her lips were curled up at the corners showing just what she thought go the situation.
Ginny on the other hand, was smiling widely. "That's perfectly fine with me," she told Minerva quietly.
They were interrupted by the arrival of a house elf bearing a tray with tea and a selection of pastries, tarts and biscuits.
As the diminutive elf passed the tray around, Minerva saw Ginny stare at the elf for a moment before becoming quite thoughtful.
"What is it?" she asked the young redhead.
Ginny jumped at little as she was startled out of her thinking. "Oh, um, I was just wondering what happened to Kreacher," she replied softly.
Minerva looked at Ginny in surprise. "Last I saw him he was helping with the elves working on restoring the Castle," she informed the younger witch.
Ginny nodded her head absent-mindedly, thinking about the implications of that piece of information.
Kreacher had belonged to Sirius and with his death that meant the elf was now Harry's and with her marrying Harry, that meant he now belonged to her too.
The thought left her feeling a little bewildered. She'd never had a house elf before and didn't really know what to do with one. She found she didn't want to think about it at the moment, wanting to wait until Harry was better before discussing it.
Her thoughts were interrupted by Harry groaning softly and she quickly turned her attention to him.
His eyes fluttered open and she saw him look around. Even without his glasses on, he instantly realized where he was. "Oh fucking shite," he cursed softly. "Really? Really? The hospital wing," he groaned, shaking his head in disgust.
Harry and Ginny
A/N: Poor Harry, he never can catch a break. Thank Godric, Merlin and whoever else that Ginny and Fleur were there to protect him.
Wonder if Poppy will follow through on her threat? LOL
Happy First Day of Summer, I hope no one over does it at their Solstice Party.
As always, I'd love to get a review from you readers.