So Harry proposed to Ginny and Ron and Hermione got back together. Last chapter was kind of short, so to speed things up this chapter is going to be extra long. It is going to take me a few days, so I might just be updating my other story in the meantime. Still, I hope everyone is really enjoying this story. Now, onto the chapter!
Ginny lay on the bed next to Harry, quite happy. After they had arrived back at the Burrow, George was not. He had arrived when they were gone, and when he heard, instead of being happy, he ran over to punch Harry in the face. He would have if Harry hadn't put up a shield, and blasted George backwards.
"Sorry mate, when I see people running angrily at me, I blast them backwards." He had said, a little guilty about what had happened. Ginny had been excited, and so was her mother, who insisted they get married after school during the summer. They had agreed, before she realized that Ginny and Harry were moving into their new house after school, and possibly during Easter brake, which had her crying until after lunch. The rest of the day was spent with family, exchanging presents and congratulation to Harry and Ginny, which had Mrs. Weasley crying again. After they had arrived back and no family was there, they all headed to bed, happy with the Christmas they shared with everyone.
"So mum, since me and Harry have a week before we head back, I wanted to start packing my things up and moving into our house. Her mother dropped her wand and collapsed into tears.
"Mum, we aren't moving yet, just packing things up and bringing things there." Her mother threw her arms around Ginny, crushing her with a hug.
"My baby is-is growing up to-to fast!" She sobbed, unhappy about how all of her children were leaving her. Ginny hugged her back, and Harry walked down, seeing the mess that Mrs. Weasley was.
"Mrs. Weasley, what's wrong?" She ran over to him and hugged him, crushing him.
"Ginny wants to start packing things up and putting them in your new hou-hou-house!" Harry looked over at Ginny, who was shaking her head, and then he looked back to Mrs. Weasley.
"Well, yeah. We talked about this last night." She let go of him, and a new wave of tears took over. She ran from the kitchen upstairs to cry, while Harry and Ginny grabbed some breakfast.
"So, how about sometime this week, we go shopping? For school things and clothes." Ginny nodded excitedly. Harry had started to enjoy shopping, not as much as Ginny, and was glad to get some new things. After breakfast they went to Ginny's room, where she looked around.
"I have to say, I'm going to miss this place." Harry nodded and walked over to the window.
"Nice view." Ginny laughed and walked over to him.
"If I don't recall, isn't that what you said before you kissed me on your birthday a year ago?" Harry laughed and put his arm on her waist.
"I guess so. How did you even remember that?" She smiled.
"You kissed me. Of course I would remember." They got some boxes and sat down, sorting through the stuff Ginny wanted to bring and things that were garbage.
"Clothes?" Harry asked, pointing to the pile.
"Here, the rest are out." She handed him a pile, which he then packed away. The rest of the day was spent like that, and by dinner, they had gotten the whole room packed.
"Now, all we have to do is bring it to the house, unpack it, and put everything away."
"Did you leave some clothes out for you to wear for the rest of the week?" Ginny slumped her shoulders.
"Dammit, I forgot that." Harry laughed, as they opened the clothes box and got an outfit out. The rest of the night was relax, and Mrs. Weasley had stopped crying.
"Hello everyone." Mr. Weasley said as he walked through the door.
"Hello Arthur, getting home late I see." Mr. Weasley frowned. Harry waved his hand and shook his head. Mrs. Weasley had been cold to the whole day.
"Good evening Harry. Where's Ginny?" Harry shrugged.
"She went upstairs for a few minutes." Mr. Weasley nodded. Ginny had come back down, tired, and soon after, everyone went to sleep, Harry and Ginny getting ready for the next day.
"Good morning Harry." She leaned over and kissed him. They got up and got ready, going down and eating breakfast before going up to Ginny's room.
"When we go shopping tomorrow, we need to get stuff for the house. Like furniture and stuff." He smiled.
"Yeah, but, how about we go today?" She grinned.
"We do need some beds and new dressers to put our clothes in. And some tables. But where would we get everything?" He smiled.
"The muggle world may not be magical, but they do make furniture." They headed out within the hour, taking the train throughout London. They had stopped at a nice furniture place, walking around the store making notes of what they wanted.
"Hello, sir, ma'am. May I help you?" The sales clerk walked over, giving them a smile.
"No, we're just picking out stuff for our new home." The clerk raised her eyebrows.
"New home? Like your parents house?" Harry looked puzzled.
"No, like our house." She raised her eyebrows again. She had saw how young they were and assumed that they were brother and sister, not a couple.
"Well, aren't you two a little young to have a house?" Ginny shook her head.
"We're 17 and 18, not kids anymore." The clerk smirked.
"Well, if you need any help just ask anyone working here. They'll help you." She walked away and they continued shopping, forgetting what the worker had said. They bought the furniture they wanted, and it was being shipped to the cottage in Godrics Hallow. They went to Diagon Alley afterwards, and went shopping there for School supplies and clothes. After Ginny bought as much as she could, they went home, waiting until tomorrow when the furniture would be delivered.
The next day they brought everything that they had packed up to the house, moved the tiny amount of furniture out, and waited for the new furniture to come in. Once everything was moved in, they unpacked their items and lay down on the bed.
"We still aren't down yet." Harry looked at her.
"What else do we need to get?" She huffed and started to list everything.
"Kitchen items, bed sheets, tiny decorations, house items basically." Harry grinned.
"Well, why don't we worry about that tomorrow. I think I can find more than one thing to take our minds off of it." Ginny grinned back.
The rest of their week was filled with shopping, and relaxing. They got their house ready for when they officially moved in in the summer. When it was time to go back again, Mrs. Weasley was crying yet again, but they had to say their goodbyes. The second Ginny stepped on the platform, she was engulfed by some of her girlfriends, them whispering and giggling all the while.
"Say hello to Hermione for us." Harry was saying his final goodbyes, Neville, Dean, and Seamus waiting for him.
"Will do. I'll see you guys later." He ran off and jumped on the train, laughing with his friends.
"I get that our kids are growing up, but they're growing up too fast." Mr. Weasley smiled at his wife's comment.
"They're growing up. There's nothing we can do about it."
There's another chapter on the way. Remember to review! -Jemma