It was late afternoon when Harry and Bill returned to the Burrow. When they arrived, they pulled Fleur into a conference and told her about the new trust funds that Harry wanted established. Fleur grinned and pulled Harry into a hug. "A vonderful use of the money that foul vomen had. I vould be glad to take up the contract."

Harry smiled. Fleur, like Hermione, was like a sister to him. He was glad he could rely on her for this task. "Thank you, Fleur. The current set up is not quite fair for the Muggleborn children, especially orphans. I want them to be able to get a decent wand and not all their things second-hand if possible. Magical gear is better when it's new or unique to the person. Things like wants should not have multiple users."

Bill nodded solemnly and Harry knew he too was thinking ab out Ron's second hand wand that had back fired on him in their second year. "Might I suggest opening it to Wizarding families with low funds as well? Only for wand purchases of course, that would help out a ton."

Bill's suggestion was fair so Harry nodded eagerly and the three of them started to write up the contract for the Trust Funds. Once completed, they sealed the documents with their wands and shook hands.

"This will be good for me." Fleur smiled, impressing Harry with how much improved her accent was. "Especially since me and Bill have started trying to start our own little family."

Harry felt his face blush at the implications of her words and he noticed Bill's face go the signature Weasly red. He loved making Ginny turn that color.

"well, I wish you luck." Harry smiled and made a beeline for the door as Bill and Fleur giggled. He heard Fleur remark to Bill. "He vill have a hard time when Ginerva or Gabrielle get their hands on him. I hope he vill be up to their challenges."

Bill coughed. "As much as I like Harry…"

He voice was thankfully cut off as the door shut. Harry felt the blood rushing to his face as he stopped and tried to push the images from his mind. The implications of Bill and Fleur trying for children brought to mind doing similar things with Ginny. Ginny, who would be seventeen in just under three months. He knew she would likely be expecting for them to have their first time together on or just after her birthday. He had to admit he really wanted that too. But he also knew he didn't want to be sneaking around the Burrow and trying to be intimidate with his girlfriend. Not with her mother, her father, and her si… five older brothers all in the house. He smiled as he took a small scroll of parchment from his robes. Something he had found in the vault might just be the thing to help with that.

He looked around and noticed none of the Weasley's in the kitchen or living room. He looked in the direction of the shed and saw a small light on inside. His good mood vanished when he thought about Mr. Weasley sitting in there alone, mourning the loss of Fred. Harry gritted his teeth and forced himself to look away. He knew the Weasley Patriarch would be back on his feet soon. He could go and speak to him, but harry understood that sometimes you just needed to be alone. But he himself was done with that. He stood up and headed up to the room of the youngest Weasley, making sure no one observed him knocking on her door.

"It's open." came from the inside. Harry smiled and opened the door and slipped in, closing it behind him. Ginny was sprawled on her bed, in a tee-shirt and jeans, the legs of which had been cut off. He eyes roamed from her bare legs and feet to her red hair allowed to flow freely over her pillow. She sat up as he came in and she smiled. "Hey Harry, how was your trip?"

He sat down on the bed beside her and she snuggled into his side. He wrapped his arm around her waist and they just sat there for a moment, just enjoying each other's company. Then he spoke and told her about the meeting with the Goblins. She grinned at him cheekily as the story ended.

"I knew you would get off scott free. Also, I think it is very noble of you to give the relics back to the Goblins and set up that fund. I suspect Bellatrix is rolling around right about now."

He could not stop himself laughing at her joke and leaned into press a kiss into her hair. His nose was filled with the flowery scent he smelled from love potions. "When I was examining the family vaults, I found a lot of cool things. Including my parents wedding rings. The Goblin in charge of my families accounts told me it was Remus that recovered them and turned them in." His voice dropped, the pain of losing Remus hit him again. It had been only a few days, but he had not been able to bring himself to speak to Andromeda yet.

Ginny moved off his shoulder and took his face in her hands. "Listen to me Harry. You need time. Time to get yourself back together before you try to take on too much. I know you want to be there for little Teddy, but I can tell your not ready. No one is going to fault a seventeen year old for not being ready to help raise a child."

He nodded as heat stung his eyes. "I… I understand, Gin. Really I do. But I wished every day in the Dursley's there was someone that would take me away from there. Or even come to visit. I want to make sure Teddy has everything I didn't. I owe him that."

Ginny's expression softened and she lay her head on his chest. He began to run his fingers through her hair. "Then take it slow. Set up a meeting with his grandmother and see where things go from there. I recommend waiting until after the funerals though."

Harry wrapped Ginny close to him again. "A good suggestion. What would I do with you, Weasley?"

She gently smacked his chest. "I suspect you would run yourself into the ground, Potter. You need me to help you keep pace. Was there anything else you wanted to tell me, or can we snog for a bit now?"

Harry grinned. "One more thing love. Among the Potter vaults, there was some deeds as well. It appears that I own quite a few patents as well for potions that my grandfather invented. In addition is one for a flat, only a few minutes stroll from the Leaky Cauldron."

She raised an eyebrow. "A flat? Like a muggle home for a single person?"

He couldn't help chuckling. "Yes, but this one is actually in a building only for wizards. All the flats can be connected to the Floo network as well. I was thinking of moving in there. The Burrow is fairly crowded and I'd like to have my own space as well. Plus, it would give us a place where we can be openly together."

Ginny nuzzled her head into his chest. "I do love the sound of a place where we can kiss on the couch if we want. And no brothers or mother to catch us."

Harry blushed and knew he had to get through this next part. "And… when you turn seventeen, we can have our first time there."

Ginny grinned, no flush on her cheeks. "I was wondering when you would finally get the nerve to ask about that. I really don't fancy having to wait three months, but I understand why as well. Alright, how about we do it for the first time on my birthday. We can cook up a reason for us to be out of the house together."

"True." Harry nodded. "Another good thing about the location of the flat, we can slip out of the building and go on a date in Muggle London if we like."

Ginny frowned. "Won't we be seen by other wizards in the building?"

Harry grinned. "Not thanks to my cloak."

This earned a laugh from his secret girlfriend. "Alright. So when will you be moving out?"

"Not until after the funerals for sure. I'd like to spend June, July, and August there before the return to Hogwarts."

Ginny grinned. "Three months of me sneaking over to be with you in secret before we go back in public. I love it. Well, shall we get to snogging?"

Harry did not say another word as he eagerly joined his lady love in locking lips. His trouble vanished with each tender, loving kiss.