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After the Battle
Chapter 16: Returning to Shell Cottage
Ginny awoke with a smile on her face, remembering what she and Harry had gotten up to when they returned to their room the previous night. With both of them having taken a nap during the afternoon, neither was tired and they had fallen in bed, their limbs tangled as they kissed one another passionately.
They had ended up making love, twice, the first time it was hot, wild and frenetic, leaving both of them panting heavily after they came. It had been some of the best sex they had shared.
The second time was much slower, more loving and while it hadn't been as wild and abandoned, it was somehow more fulfilling, a joining of pure love and she shivered as she remembered how wonderful it had felt.
She glanced at the sleeping form of her husband and giggled softly when she saw he had a smile on his face.
She smiled mischievously as she remembered her vow to return the favour of when he had gone down on her and pleasured her orally.
She slowly slid the sheet down, exposing his manhood, flaccid now as he slept. Moving slowly and carefully so she wouldn't wake him, she positioned herself over him.
Licking her lips, she lowered her head, first just running the tip of her tongue over his member, swirling it around the head before running her tongue down over his shaft.
She smiled when she felt it begin to get hard even though Harry had yet to awaken. As it became turgid, she gently sucked the head into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it once more.
She almost lost it when Harry began to squirm in his sleep but she was able to refrain from giggling as she continued to lavish attention on his hardening manhood.
As he became harder, she took more of his shaft deeper into her mouth, loving the feel of his hot manhood as it filled her oral cavity. She could feel the pulse of his heart as it began to beat faster.
She slowly began to bob her head up and down, taking a little more of his hardening manhood into her mouth each time she bobbed downward.
"Sweet Merlin," Harry groaned out as he woke up and found his beautiful wife sucking on his manhood.
Ginny giggled softly, never removing him from her mouth, causing Harry to groan again as the vibrations from her giggling added to the wonderful sensations he was experiencing.
With Harry now awake and his manhood rock hard, Ginny began to suck and lick him more vigorously, something that Harry was obviously enjoying very much.
He reached down and began to run his fingers through her hair as she continued to pleasure him.
Ginny continued to bob her head up and down, getting a little more of him inside of her mouth until she had about half of its length inside. At that point she had to fight gagging as his member was entering her throat.
Undeterred, she withdrew part way, massaging his shaft with her tongue before she drove her mouth down once again, taking a little more of his manhood deeper into her throat, repeating the action until she was able to get about three quarters of his shaft into her mouth and throat.
While satisfied for the moment, she vowed to continue to practice until she could accommodate his whole length.
With that decision made, she returned to the matter at hand, well mouth and began to attack Harry's manhood with renewed vigour.
"Oh Fuck, Ginny, that feels so good," Harry moaned as he began to make small thrusts with his hips every time he felt Ginny's head descending.
Ginny smiled smugly, well as much as she could with Harry's massive shaft in her mouth. She continued to bob her head up and down, picking up the pace and running her tongue around his shaft, trying to give Harry as much pleasure as possible, wanting to return the favour he had bestowed on her.
She reached down with one hand and started to massage his bollocks, adding to the pleasure Harry was feeling.
She felt the fleshy sack begin to tighten as Harry groaned out, "Fuck, I'm . . . going . . to . . .", then before he could finish his sentence, he thrust his hips up hard and exploded deep in her mouth.
Ginny sucked up his offering greedily, relishing the taste and feel of his hot, slippery fluids as they coated the inside of her mouth and throat.
Swallowing it down, she slowly withdrew her mouth, sucking on his shaft the whole way out.
Harry shuddered as he felt Ginny's mouth travelled up until just the head remained inside. She swirled her tongue one last time around it before she removed it from her mouth.
"Umm, I definitely need to do that more often," she murmured with a Kneazle ate the Pixie grin.
"You won't find me objecting," Harry panted out.
He tugged gently on her hair, urging her up to him. He kissed her deeply, enjoying the added taste of himself in her mouth.
Keeping his mouth firmly attached to hers, he rolled her over and settled between her legs. He rubbed his manhood over her wet, sopping centre before he thrust forward, driving half of his rock hard length into her.
Ginny moaned deeply as she felt Harry enter her, marvelling once again at how wonderful it felt. She wrapped her legs around his thighs, drawing him in further until he was seated fully.
Harry took one of her breasts in one hand while the other fisted into her hair, crushing her mouth to his.
Ginny moaned deeply as she felt the wonderful things Harry was doing to her began to dive her wild. Their tongues swirled and danced back and forth from one mouth to the other. Adding to that was the exquisite sensations that rocketed between her breast and nipple Harry was toying with, down to her centre.
She could feel the pressure building deep inside of her and she knew she wouldn't last long.
Harry could feel that even though he'd just cum, he wasn't going to be able to last long. The sensation of Ginny's hot, wet, clinging sheath on his manhood was driving him to the edge once more.
Ginny gave a long "Oh yessssss Harry," as she shuddered with her climax.
Feeling his wife clutch him and clamp down on his manhood had him following a heartbeat behind her. His body trembled as his bollocks convulsed, pouring his seed deep into her hot, wet centre.
He collapsed down on her, breathing hard and lay spent on her chest, which was expanding and contracting just as rapidly as his was.
"Sweet Merlin," Ginny whispered with a long drawn out sigh, her beaming face flushed from their activities.
"Godric, I love you and being able to make love to you again," Harry replied breathlessly.
With one hand slowly caressing his back, she ran the other through his unruly hair, taking great comfort laying under him.
She gave a small sad sigh. "As much as I hate to move, we should be getting up so we can shower and pack," she stated softly, giving him a wan smile.
Harry sighed and nodded his head, feeling just like Ginny. He leaned down and gave her a quick kiss before rolling off her and flopping down beside her.
Though he agreed in principle with her and wished that they could stay on their honeymoon forever, he knew that they needed to get back to real life so they could begin to build their life together.
There was somewhere to live that needed to be addressed and all that would go with that. Finding furniture, outfitting a kitchen and the like.
A small smile blossomed on his face as he imagined the fun they'd have going shopping and he found himself looking forward to it.
"What?" Ginny asked, seeing the look on his face.
"I was just thinking about all the fun we'll have going shopping for all the stuff we'll need to start our household," he grinned.
Ginny's brow crinkled as she thought about what he had said. At first she was a little put off thinking about it but then the smile on Harry's face made her consider it from his point of view.
He was obviously excited about the prospect of going shopping for things for their flat and she began to smile too. If it made him happy and excited it probably would be fun.
She turned on her side and snuggled into his body. "So what should we do first?" she asked, her grin matching his.
Harry gave a little facial shrug, "I suppose we'd better look for a flat or small house to let, though we could start buying the things we'll need to furnish whichever we decide upon if we don't find something right away and just store the stuff until we can move in," he replied thoughtfully, though the smile never left his face.
"Shouldn't we wait until we find a place?" she asked. She was surprised when his smile dimmed.
"I don't know, . . . I guess if you think that's best," he replied, sounding disappointed.
Internally Ginny cringed. "Why be in such a hurry?" she wondered.
"For one thing I just want to get started on building our life together and guess I'd rather not put that off," he replied somewhat sheepishly.
Ginny could tell that it seemed very important to him but there was more to it that that. "Harry?" she questioned softly, her voice entreating him to say more.
She saw him withdraw into himself, giving her an apologetic look.
"All growing up my aunt and uncle never gave me any money to spend on myself like they did my cousin," he explained softly, sounding quite embarrassed.
"Every once and a while I'd find a coin or two and I'd hide them so no one could take them away from me. Sooner or later I'd finally have enough to head down to the local store and buy myself some kind of treat. I knew I couldn't buy anything to keep or I'd get punished and have it taken away from me so I'd buy a drink or ice pop or something I could eat," he continued.
Ginny felt her heart breaking for her husband and tears pooled in the corners of her eyes. She couldn't conceive of how horrible it had been for him. Even though she and her family had been poor, there always seemed enough so that her mum or dad always had a few coins to give them so they could treat themselves on the rare occasions they ventured into Ottery St Catchpole.
While they were younger it was usually with their mum but as they got older sometimes it was her and several of her brothers.
She remembered back to when she had been able to pick something out, a sweet or drink and how wonderful it felt to actually be able to pay for it herself.
She couldn't imagine how long it would have taken him to find and save enough to buy something when he was finding a pence or two at a time and how lucky he must have felt if her found a 5p or 10p coin. It might have taken him a year or more before he had enough to buy himself some kind of treat.
The thing was there wasn't a time that she couldn't remember that she didn't have some Knuts and Sickles or even a Galleon (usually received on her birthday) or two stashed away, especially as she got older.
She felt her anger at his relatives rising and she found herself having to squelch it down least Harry think it was directed at him and she knew she couldn't deny him going out and shopping for what they needed, even if they didn't have a place to live yet.
She smiled warmly as she leaned up and gave him a tender kiss. "If you want to go shopping right away, I have no problem with it," she murmured reassuringly.
She felt her heart soar when she saw the smile on Harry's face and she knew she'd made the right decision.
Grinning mischievously, she threw off the covers and rolled over his body, much to his surprise.
"Come on, let's take our shower," she squealed over her shoulder as she raced for the bathroom.
She laughed as she glanced back as she reached the door, Harry was right on her heels.
Slowed because of glancing back, Harry caught her just as she stepped into the loo and he lifted her off her feet, spinning her around.
"Harry!" she squealed with laughter.
Harry spun her in his arms and as he brought her body back down, he drew her into him, kissing her soundly.
Ginny's laughter morphed into a moan as his lips met hers and she melted into his body. She sighed happily and snuggled into his embrace, burying her face in his chest after they broke the kiss.
She felt him kiss her on the top of her head. "Thank you," he murmured breathlessly.
Ginny wrapped her arms around him and hugged him hard, feeling so happy, not only for how wonderful she felt but also because she'd been able to give him some happiness too.
Her happiness carried over through their shower and while they didn't make love again, there was plenty of groping, caressing and kissing. Because of that, they tarried a little taking their shower and were just finishing getting dressed when Fleur knocked on the door.
After Ginny had bid her sister-in-law to enter, the partial Veela smiled at them because of how happy they were.
"Beel and I wish to take one last walk around the village before we leave and were 'oping that you'd join us," Fleur said warmly.
Harry and Ginny shared a quick glance, both of them smiling widely. "That sounds wonderful," Ginny replied happily.
Harry had just finished stomping into his boots and he stood up, taking Ginny by the hand. They followed Fleur from the room, heading down to breakfast. They'd return once more to gather their luggage and packages before they left Gretna Green.
Harry and Ginny were both so grateful to Fleur for suggesting that they come to the little Scottish village and get married, something they would remember for the rest of their lives.
They knew they needed to do something nice for her and Bill as they both had gone out of their way to make sure things went off wonderfully, which they had. Everything from providing Ginny with her wedding dress, to the carriage ride and accompanying them as they traipsed all over Scotland sight-seeing.
Both Harry and Ginny prized loyalty and steadfastness and Bill and Fleur had demonstrated both qualities in spades and in doing so had cemented their relationship with the newly weds. They would move heaven and earth if need be to return the favour.
The Weasleys found the Potters quite amusing during breakfast, Harry and Ginny were just bubbling with happiness and eager to get started on their new life, even if they did tarry a bit over their meals.
The two couples leisurely wandered through the small village, stopping at almost every shop that was open. Not only did they pick up some bits and bobs, Harry and Ginny bought a number of things that they'd need in setting up their new home.
Harry even talked Ginny into letting him buy a cradle, explaining that they could use it as a magazine rack until it was needed for its designed purpose, something that had Bill and Fleur turning red as they held in their laughter.
Just the looks on their faces was enough to have Ginny blushing at first but after a while she really liked Harry's suggestion. When she imagined what "home" looked like, it was with a cradle sitting near the fireplace on a braided wool rug. Something else they ended up buying.
Even with shrinking everything down Harry and Ginny needed Bill's and Fleur's help in carrying all their packages and shopping bags.
Ginny didn't want to think about what it had cost. She did worry a little but Harry had continually reassured her that they could well afford it.
Unknown to Fleur, they had bought her a beautiful shawl/poncho made from the finest Sottish wool. It was a wonderful rose colour that would go well with her light blonde hair and cool coloured fair shin. They planned on giving it to her at dinner that night once they were back at Shell Cottage.
For Bill they purchased a very well made and handsome Sgain Dubh, Dirk and Belt knife. Made from the finest Lanarkshire steel, etched and inlaid with gold Runes to keep the blades sharp and unbreakable. They also had finely worked Black Dragon Hide grips.
Harry and Ginny knew both their in-laws would love the gifts.
After a quick lunch, they strolled and shopped for a while longer and at about two o'clock they Apparated back to Shell Cottage. While Harry and Ginny went to stow their treasures in their room, Bill and Fleur prepared some tea and light snacks so they could relax in the parlour until it was time for dinner.
Once Harry and Ginny had rejoined Bill and Fleur, the four of them sat in the parlour, reminiscing about what they had done and seen, along with going through the Wedding Album again. It was a time of happiness and wonderful camaraderie, four people thoroughly enjoying one another's company.
Later when Fleur rose to head into the kitchen, Bill started to rise too but Ginny told him to stay and visit with Harry as she'd go and help Fleur prepared dinner.
Bill couldn't help smirk as he watched Harry's eyes follow her as she went into the kitchen, a sappy look on his face. Not that he didn't blame him in the slightest. He knew his sister was a beautiful young woman and Harry was totally besotted with her.
Since it still hadn't been a week from when they had gotten married, Bill let it slide and didn't call Harry on his actions. He'd been a newly wed not that long ago and knew what he was feeling.
He did end up snorting when after Ginny had disappeared and Harry had blushed and looked at him sheepishly. He only teased him a little over that and Harry seemed to take it in stride.
While they waited, Bill turned on the wireless so that they could get caught up on what had been happening while they were away and Harry was pleased when they heard that Pansy Parkinson had received ten years in Azkaban and Millicent Bulstrode had received five for their attack on him.
During the trial it had come out that Bulstrode had only cast a few weak Stunners while Parkinson had been the one who had hit Harry with the Bludgeoning Spell.
Harry didn't really care, he was just happy they both had ended up in Azkaban and he hoped that would be the end of it. Though he knew with his luck, it wouldn't be and he'd have to face others that wished him ill at some point.
He sighed softly, hoping that no one had noticed, but that too was dashed when he saw Ginny eyeing him worriedly.
He gave her a reassuring smile and that seemed to placate her a little though he was sure that he'd be hearing about it from her once they were alone.
Not that he minded. He was more than happy that Ginny worried about him. It was such a strange concept to him. After all, while growing up at his relatives, they not only didn't worry about him, he was sure that they'd actually wished him harm, even if not directly. He had no doubt that they wished he'd just fall off the face of the earth and never bother them again. They had all but told him that outright on more than one occasion.
His smile grew when she came over and plopped into his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck and snogged him senseless.
It was only when they heard Bill and Fleur laughing that they broke off the kiss, both giving the other a look that let each know that they'd resume that particular activity later.
"Sooooooo," Bill drawled out with a humorous lilt. "What are your plans for tomorrow?"
Harry glanced at Ginny for a quick moment before turning his attention back to the redheaded man. "Ginny and I decided that first thing we'll check the Prophet to see if there are any places to let and if there is and any sound interesting, we'll go take a look," he explained with a small smile.
"We plan to return here for lunch and then we're hoping to do some sight-seeing here in Britain. You know, see the changing of the guard at Buckingham Palace, then maybe head some place else. We'd both like to visit Stone Henge and the Avebury Circle," Harry replied with a smile.
"And even though I'm not as interested as Harry is, we'd like to visit Hadrian's Wall and the Roman Baths as he's more interested in that type of history than I am but I still think it would be interesting to visit. I'm not going to insist that everything we do is something that both of us are dying to try or do," Ginny added, smiling mischievously at her husband.
"The thing is that so far Ginny hasn't been able to suggest something that I wouldn't like seeing too," Harry added sheepishly.
Bill and Fleur began to chuckle until they saw the momentary flash of pain that flitted across Ginny's face. They shared a quick glance, thinking about some of the rumours that they'd heard concerning Harry's upbringing and wondered just how true they were.
They fervently hoped that they weren't true but from Ginny's reaction they guessed his childhood hadn't been a good one.
Bill saw Fleur's eyes meet Ginny's and he shuddered, not wanting to know what they might be planning, figuring what he didn't know couldn't hurt him . . . much. He just hoped they were discrete and didn't get caught. As it was he had no sympathy for Harry's relatives. From what he had heard they were right horrible excuses for humans and deserved whatever happened to them.
Whatever his wife and sister communicated to one another passed quickly and he knew that if he hadn't known his wife so well, he might have been able to convince himself nothing really took place. Unfortunately he knew that wasn't the case and it only reinforced the idea that he really didn't want to know.
With that settled, Fleur informed him and Harry that dinner was ready and she turned in the doorway and headed back into the kitchen. As Bill rose, Ginny stood and offered her hand to Harry, helping him rise and the three of them joined Fleur in the kitchen.
Dinner was a very pleasant, relaxed affair, so much so that they stayed seated and continued talking even after they had finished eating.
They had been enjoying themselves for about an hour when Harry stood up saying, "Since you two beautiful women cooked dinner, I think Bill and I should do the dishes."
Ginny beaned at him while Fleur looked at him in surprise. Bill chuckled a tad ruefully as he rose to assist Harry.
Not only did Harry wash while Bill dried but he also put the kettle back on so that Ginny and Fleur didn't run out of tea.
They all chatted amicably while the boys worked and the women sat and enjoyed themselves.
It wasn't until they were done that Fleur asked, "Why didn't you just set the dishes to washing themselves?"
Harry just shrugged and mumbled something that only Ginny really heard. Saying "It's because that's the way I've always done them."
Once Harry and Bill were done they sat back down at the table and they continued talking. It was then that Ginny gave a small startled cry and hurried from the room, returning quickly with the gifts they had gotten for the couple.
Fleur loved her shawl, fussing over the material and said "This colour, eet is so wonderful. It weel go with my colouring so well."
Bill also fussed over his gift, awed by the workmanship of the three blades. He promised to wear them always and mentioned how they'd always remind him of the time they spent together in Scotland.
It took a little time but they eventually settled down and quit fussing over the gifts. It was then that Bill got a thoughtful look on his face.
"Harry, are you looking for a flat or a house?" he asked somewhat hesitantly, not wanting to seem too pushy.
"Either really, though I'd prefer getting a house," Harry replied, glancing at Ginny as he did so, trying to gauge her reaction.
Though Harry's answer had taken her a little by surprise, she tried not to let it show. Truthfully she'd prefer to get a house but wouldn't make a fuss if they took a flat for a while. She was so used to having so much property to bang around in she'd much prefer having that than being in a flat with your neighbours right on top of you.
"I know someone at Gringotts that specializes in finding houses for people who are looking for one. Would you like me to speak to him? Bill asked.
Ginny fought her smirk when Harry glanced at her again before answering. "Yeah, that sounds like a good idea," he replied after Ginny's subtle nod.
Fleur summoned a piece of parchment, a quill and bottle of ink. "What are you two looking for?" she asked, poising the quill over the parchment.
"A big kitchen," both Harry and Ginny said together, causing everyone to laugh.
"Room for a Quidditch pitch," they both said simultaneously, garnering more laughter.
"A good sized parlour with a fireplace," Ginny added with a dreamy smile.
"At least three bedrooms," Harry stated next.
When Ginny looked at him questioningly, he gave her a sheepish smile. "Well one is obviously for us and I'd like to have one that Teddy could use when he's old enough to stay over night," he said softly. "And one for an office or den," he added when Fleur looked at him, slightly puzzled.
Ginny reached out and laid her hand on Harry's, giving him a warm smile. "I think that's wonderful," she whispered in approval.
"What about when you 'ave children of your own?" Fleur asked with a grin.
She and Bill chuckled softly when Harry and Ginny looked at one another, blushing as they did so.
"We're not planning on having any for a while," Ginny replied, bashfully, with Harry nodding his head in agreement.
"So you wouldn't object if there was at least one more bedroom?" Bill smirked.
"No, we could always set it up as a guest room to begin with," Harry acknowledged after he glanced at Ginny.
"Anyzing else?" Fleur inquired, staring at the parchment.
"A stream or pond would be nice," Ginny replied thoughtfully.
"Yeah, that would be nice," Harry agreed with a smile.
"Umm, okay," Fleur stated as she wrote down the last things they named.
Suddenly Harry smiled and blushed heavily. "Oh, and a small barn or similar structure," he added.
Bill's and Fleur's eyes widened in surprise but Ginny smiled at him indulgently as she chuckled.
"Planning on getting those horses," she teased with a smirk.
Harry dropped his head but peeked up at her with a sheepish look. "Yeah, maybe," he muttered softly.
Ginny smiled widely as she leaned over and gave him a kiss. "I think you're barmy but if you want to get some horses and a carriage, I'll gladly let you take me for rides," she whispered with a grin.
"So a small farmstead or something like it. I suspect that you'll be raising chickens and goats and what have you," Bill chuckled looking quite amused.
Ginny just smiled and gave him a shrug. "And why not. I mean that's the way we grew up and I can't see anything wrong with it. We all turned out pretty good, well except for the twins, I think mum or dad must have dropped them on their heads," she chuckled.
She saw Harry give her a slightly worried look and she realized that she had mentioned her mum. It saddened her because of the current state of their relationship. Growing up she had thought that she'd been just about the best mum in the world.
Bill and Fleur shared a sad glance, both thinking about how Molly had changed and how that had divided the family.
Ginny shook off her feeling of melancholy. She'd be damned if she was going to let her mother spoil the good time they were having discussing the plans for hers and Harry's life.
"So, Mr Potter, do you think we can afford all of that?" she asked brightly.
Harry smiled at his wife, loving the fact that she refused to let the mention of her mum ruin their happiness.
"Don't worry, we can afford it," he reassured her.
"I'll speak to Jack tomorrow morning," Bill stated happily.
"So you'll be going in to Gringotts?" Ginny asked, looking slightly disappointed. She had hoped that he'd be able to continue to accompany them on their sight-seeing trips.
"Only till lunch," Bill informed her. "The Goblins want to take a full inventory now that Riddle is gone and Wizards aren't allowed to help with that," he added, rolling his eyes.
"I'm glad," Ginny beamed, happy that Bill would still be able to spend time with them.
Fleur cast a quick Drying Charm on the parchment before she rolled it up and handed it to her husband.
As soon as Ginny noticed what she was doing, she glanced at Harry, her eyes blazing.
Harry saw the look in his wife's eyes and his immediately matched hers and with hastily said "Good night," they joined hands and all but sprinted for the stairs, leaving a laughing Bill and Fleur sitting at the table, watching them go.
They sat there until they heard the door to Harry's and Ginny's room slam shut. Then Bill looked at his wife, wagging his eyebrows. "I don't know about you but I think they have a really good idea," he murmured huskily.
"I agree," Fleur replied as she rose and began to saunter toward the stairs.
Bill smiled widely, watching his wife's alluring derrière for a couple of moments before he rose and hurried after her.
Fleur had been watching and as soon as Bill had risen, she sped up, giggling as she hurried up the stairs, staying just out of his reach until they made it to their bedroom where Bill miraculously was able to catch her, right after he shut the door.
Harry and Ginny
A/N: So Harry and Ginny have returned from Scotland but the honeymoon isn't over yet. Plans are being made and it seems love abounds. Wonder what will happen next?