Collection of Hinny Drabbles 7#
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Written for the prompt: "It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.
To: scrappy8 on Chapter 4: Thank you! Yes, Harry in a nice princess dress must be a sight to see :D
To: scrappy8 on Chapter 5: Thank youuu! Yeah! Al is a smart boy! They raised him well :)
Red tinted Evening
"Are you ready, Harry?"
Ginny was impatiently waiting for her fiancée, they were meant to go out tonight, it was her birthday and Harry had booked them a nice dinner in central London.
The restaurant he had chosen was the poshest they managed to find, and Ginny felt a bit nervous at the thought. Neither of them had ever really been to an expensive restaurant like that, but tonight they wanted to try something new.
Where was he? Ginny was slowly growing more impatient, she quickly glanced at her Omega wristwatch that her brothers had gotten her for her 20th birthday, two years ago.
It was just after half past seven, and their reservation was for eight pm, they would floo to Diagon Alley and from there it would be a swift twenty-minute walk, so if they wanted to be on time they would have to leave now.
She impatiently tapped her left foot, the clicking of her high heels only making her even more nervous in return.
"Harry, we need to leave now, or we'll be late!" she called out again. This time louder, the annoyance in her voice obvious.
Yet, again no answer came.
She fidgeted with the loose strand of hair that was hanging down the left side of her face. For tonight her hair was in a carefully crafted bun, only leaving a single red strand unbound, that was perfectly dangling down her face.
But Ginny had other things to worry about than her hair.
This guy… She had enough now, she put down her little Carmine red handbag and made her way through the house up towards their bedroom, the clicking of her high heels menacingly echoing throughout the otherwise silent corridors.
She paced up the last few steps of their staircase, already spotting Harrys moving shadow through the crack of the open bedroom door.
"Harry James Potter! Will you get your beautiful bum out of this room, so we can finally leave."
She eagerly pushed open the half-closed door, just as she heard Harry's panicked voice.
"Gin wait…!"
But it was already too late, Ginny was standing in the doorframe, and she just couldn't believe her eyes.
The entire room was filled with wine-red rose petals and beautifully crafted small candles, and in the middle, there was a small table with two glasses and a very expensive-looking bottle of Bordeaux red wine.
Harry seemed to be in the middle of some finishing touches as he was trying to bind together, what was looking like a bouquet of red roses.
Ginny was simply stunned as she took in the whole room, it was beautiful and so thoughtful, sometimes she didn't know what she did to deserve this incredible man.
Neither of them talked for a second, as she let her eyes wander around taking in at all the little things he had carefully placed, one by one, but they had booked dinner in the city, why was he preparing that now?
But the silence was short-lived as Harry finally spoke up.
"It was meant for after the dinner, I totally underestimated the time it would take to prepare." his hand came up and he ran it through his hair, making it stick up even more, like usual. "I am sorry, it was meant as a surprise." He sighed. "I guess you know now."
Ginny was still at a loss for words, he had prepared all this just for her.
All the time and effort it must have taken him, as well as the price, the handcrafted candles alone must've cost a fortune.
She met his gaze, and her eyes softened as she finally spoke.
"Harry, this is… This is wonderful, I love it so much." She took a step towards her fiancée before she continued.
"This wouldn't've been necessary, the restaurant alone costs so much. And with our wedding coming up as well…"
Harry didn't let her continue as he pulled her in for a deep kiss.
Their lips hungrily met and Ginny's arms came up to pull him in even closer. Her right hand grabbing the back of his head.
They were both breathless when they finally pulled apart. And Ginny stared into his emerald green eyes, they were slightly glazed over after their intense kiss.
Harry's lips curled into a smile "We have enough money Gin, let's spend it on us." He quickly kissed the tip of her nose before he giggled. "You know what Aunt Muriel once said to me when Ron let it slip that I inherited a fortune from my parents."
Ginny shook her head, her lips forming into a smile. "Oh Godric this can only be good."
Harry laughed " She told me that, It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife. At the time I had no idea what she meant with that but seems like she was right after all."
They both erupted into laughter and Ginny playfully flicked his nose, before she took him by the hem of his shirt and pulled him after her, out of the room.
"Now come on Mr. Big Money, we have a dinner to attend." She spun around, continuing to walk towards the staircase backwards, her eyes twinkling mischievously.
"And then we need to de-christen that rose-covered bed."
She only saw Harry swallowing visibly as she turned around again, speeding up her steps, they had a dinner waiting for them after all.
