Collection of Hinny Drabbles 17#

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Written for the prompt: "With her faded dress and worn shoes, she knew she couldn't go."

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Reconciliations (Part One)

Ginny stepped into the headmistress's office in Hogwarts, as McGonagall greeted her with a curt nod.
She was in a great mood. The weekend at home would bring her some much-needed relaxation, even with the whole wedding commotion.

"Miss Weasley," McGonagall exclaimed in greeting. Her blue eyes observed her with what Ginny liked to call, The classic McGonagall look.

"Professor McGonagall," Ginny replied, smiling at the Headmistress.

"The Floo is ready for you, and like we agreed, I expect you to be back on Sunday, no later than 8 pm. Is that clear?" The teacher sternly declared as Ginny nodded in confirmation.

"Well with that out of the way-" McGonagall gave Ginny one of her rare smiles. "-I wish you a nice weekend at Mr. Percy's wedding. Please send him and Ms. Audrey my dearest regards."

"I will! Thank you for letting me go!" Ginny replied, grinning at the Professor, just before disappearing into the flames.

A second later she was stumbling into the burrow living room, quickly dusting herself off in the process, struggling to get the soot out of her long hair.

Preparations were already in order, even though Percy and Audrey wouldn't marry at the Burrow like Bill and Fleur did, the whole kitchen and living room were filled with precooked dishes, desserts, and cakes for tomorrow.
The smell was heavenly, and Ginny could basically hear her stomach yelling for something.

But that wasn't on Ginny's mind right now, she was glad McGonagall had let her go early since she still needed an outfit for tomorrow. Her dress for Bill's wedding last year, had been destroyed in the fighting, and with the rest of her faded dresses and worn shoes, she knew she couldn't go.

And there was another thing Ginny was nervous about.
Harry would be there.
And while they had mostly made up after what had happened before the battle, and over the time where he was on the run with her brother and Hermione.
There was still palpable tension in the air between them.

The last time she had seen him was over a month ago when he had come to visit Hogwarts to help with some of the last bits of repair work that had to be done after the battle had destroyed large parts of the castle.

But the two of them had only exchanged some brief words, a heavy tension lying in the air throughout the whole conversation.

But right now Harry needed to wait, first Ginny needed to visit London for a dress new dress.
There was no dress code for the wedding, Audrey-, to Percy's dismay, -wanted to leave the choice up to each individual liking's, stating that it was just more fun, with which Ginny wholeheartedly agreed.

After Ginny had greeted her mother, who had been working in the garden, she quickly threw her bag onto her bed. Before taking the Floo to the leaky cauldron, where she met up with Fleur who would help her with picking out a fitting dress for the wedding.

The two women had quickly grown closer after the battle, as Fleur had been there for the family every single minute after they had lost Fred, and Ginny would be forever grateful for that.

Ginny greeted the older women with a wave, as Fleur stepped into the Leaky cauldron. Squeezing past a group of slightly tipsy goblins.

"Hello Ginny, you look great, I am happy to zee you!" She called out, quickly closing the distance before the two hugged tightly.
Ginny could smell Fleur's familiar lavender perfume, and it reminded her of the many evenings her sister-in-law had sat with her in the Burrow living room, listening to Ginny sharing all her favourite memories of Fred.

"Hi! I am so happy to see you too." Ginny told her. "Thank you a lot for doing this, I would've been totally lost without you, dresses and I don't go well together." She chuckled, only making Fleur shake her head.

"Zis is so wrong! On mine and Bill's wedding, you looked more than stunning in your dress!" Fleur honestly told her. "You have become a beautiful young woman, Ginny!"

Ginny slightly blushed under the praise as they made their way outside, and Ginny almost stumbled over a dancing Goblin.

They talked about Hogwarts and how the Wizarding and Witching world was recovering from Voldemort's tough reign.
Fleur and Bill had been promoted, and now both lead new rebuilding and subsidising departments at Gringotts. Things were looking up all around.

They walked in comfortable silence for a few minutes, and Ginny used the chance to take in the muggle architecture of the big city, still not feeling comfortable while these blasted muggle machines raced past them. Brooms were so much more convenient she thought.

They stopped in front of a red light at a crosswalk and Fleur stared at her for a second, before she spoke up.

"What is with Harry? Have you spoken to him rezently?" The blond woman observed her carefully and Ginny only stared out into the distance as she spoke up.

"No… Not really." She paused for a while.

"I guess things between us are still complicated…" She started.
"It's just… I guess…" Ginny paused again.

"So much happened while he was gone, and we both went through so much, it takes time. We both still love each other, that I know. But we don't want to rush things now."
She sighed, staring at the traffic light which had just turned green, as the two women crossed the road.

"See, I understand that." Fleur began.
"But there is taking things slow, and there is basically not doing anything at all."

They had reached the other side and Fleur stopped to look at her as Ginny met her sister-in-law's clear blue eyes.
"Ginny, it has been eight months since the battle, you two can't keep avoiding each other." Fleur pointed out.
"You two are made for each other, you love each other, you need each other! Every day you aren't together you're missing out on so much love and happiness." She finished.

And Ginny knew she was right, she loved Harry, and she knew Harry loved her just as much, they had this bond, this connection neither of them could explain, they were drawn towards each other, every second of every day, every moment that passed her heart yearned for him.

But they needed to speak, and neither of them was especially great when it came to talking about their feelings.
Ginny sighed, as she brushed her red hair from her eyes, the wind was blowing strongly and she was struggling to keep it under control.

She met Fleur's gaze again before she spoke up.
"You're right…" Ginny admitted. "But how? We are just so bad when it comes to talking about what moves us and goes on in our minds." She asked, making Fleur chuckle.

"Ginny, think back, your bond was so special, you told me that you and Harry could share anything, and there was nothing you two couldn't talk about. You two just understood each other!
Being able to talk about anything is so rare, and it just shows how much you are made for each other." Fleur explained bluntly.

"You just both need to get over this mental blockade that things are suddenly different.
Because they aren't, you still love each other, you still get each other."

Fleur was quiet for a second as she seemed to think before a grin crossed her features.
"I think you are both just scared to discover that things between you have changed, that you have grown apart, and that you don't love each other anymore.
But all of that couldn't be further from the truth!
You still are so alike, you still are so in love, and I think those months of hardship you both endured will just bring you two even closer together than you have ever been before!" She finished, looking at Ginny in understanding.

And Ginny knew Fleur was right.
She had been scared to find a different Harry, a Harry she couldn't love anymore, a changed Harry.
And she was scared Harry would see her differently, and maybe would lose interest, moving on to someone else.
But that was all wrong, those months of darkness had infected them with doubt and insecurity. Fleur was right, they needed to talk, as soon as possible, he was the love of her life, every day they weren't together was a day without the person she loved most on this planet.

Her face broke out into a wide grin as she spoke.
"Fleur, You are so-
"-Right. I know!" The blond woman cut her off, smiling, making Ginny roll her eyes as she couldn't contain her laughter.

"Yes, yes, you are right," Ginny admitted. "Me and Harry need to talk, as soon as possible-" She stared ahead, the early spring sunbathing the houses in a slight tinge of orange.
"-because I love this man more than anything else…"