AN: From now on when Harry is narrating I'm not putting quotation marks. But I will when Ginny or one of the kids speaks, or they ask Harry a question or something.

Chapter 2: The First Time

I can still remember that day clearly, how exhausted I was, how dreary it was outside.

"I'd like to see Mr. Jenson, if it's at all possible." Back then Marvin Jenson was the head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports.

"He isn't in yet, but his morning is open, if you wouldn't mind waiting for him." I wasn't in the mood, but agreed to wait in his office.

When I opened the door there was Ginny, looking beautiful and startled as she unbuttoned her jacket.

But that's not really when everything started.

It really started the day we met.

…

"Do you kids know when that was?" I asked, not sure if we'd ever told them.

"Um, the summer after your first year when uncle Ron invited you to stay at the Burrow?" Al guessed.

"Not quite," Ginny spoke up from the kitchen. "Let's go back a year."

…

It was September first, nineteen ninety one. I was just a frightened kid, all alone, with no idea how to get to platform nine and three-quarters.

And then I heard her, your grandmother.

I heard her say "muggle", and I turned to see a load of red heads.

I could barely see your mother hidden behind your gran and brothers.

The very first thing I heard her say was "Platform nine and three-quarters".

But as you know, it was years before we were even close to being friends. I was a stupid boy, and just thought of her as my best friend's mate for about five years.

…

"What changed?" Lilly wondered.

"He finally got his head out of his... Well, he finally wised up." Ginny said. I chuckled.

"I'm not really sure what changed." I admitted. "But we starting spending more time together over the summer before my sixth year, and then I spent that whole year thinking about her like crazy."

"He took forever to make a move." Ginny sighed and then plopped down next to me again. "I mean I was single for weeks, dropping him hints every chance I got, but he wouldn't do anything."

"Sorry." I laughed more. "I was scared that you'd say no-or Ron would kill me."

The children looked surprised that their uncle would ever harm me.

"So you decided not to ask me at all." Ginny smiled, relishing the memory. "Instead you just planted one on me."

"What?" The kids all gasped together as we laughed.

"It's true." I nodded, still laughing. "And right in front of the entire Gryffindor house."

"What?" They looked at each other in horrific surprise.

"It was after a quidditch game. I had to sit it out because of detention."

"Wait!" James cut in. "You were in detention? Why?"

"Uh.." I hesitated, looking at Ginny, knowing that was the sort of thing she wouldn't want the kids to know. I really didn't either.

"It doesn't matter," she said leaving no room for argument.

James looked full of questions, but I went on. "Anyways, it was the last game of the year, and would be the difference between us winning and loosing the Quidditch cup. I ran up to the common room eager to see if we'd won. I burst in to a scene of celebration, and Ron tells me we had won. Then I see Ginny coming over to give me a hug-"

"I wanted to do a lot more than hug you," Ginny said. The kids didn't miss the implications of their mother's comment, and it was evident on their faces.

"Well the point is you hugged me," I continued. "And then I just kissed her, without even thinking."

"It was long over due." Ginny sighed. The kids looked at each other, uncomfortable with the image of their parents kissing thrust into their minds.

"And that's how we got together the first time."

"It was short lived." Ginny shook her head. "He had to break my heart less than two months later."

"I really didn't want to." I said more for Ginny's benefit than the kids'. For some reason I felt like I had to convince her all over again. "It was horrible for me too."

"Why did you it then?" Al asked.

"The war." I answered. "It wasn't safe for her, where I was going, what I was doing. I was afraid Voldemort would use her to get to me or something horrid. It sounds strange now, twenty years later, but back then I wasn't even sure that I'd live through the war. I never imagined I could have a future with Ginny."

"But you did. You got back together after the war?" Lilly asked.

I nodded. "But it wasn't as quick as you think."

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