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In the morning, Harry woke up first, feeling a sense of contentment wash over him. He smiled, seeing Ginny beside him, still fast asleep. He felt very lucky to have found his love this early, although he had yet to confess that to her.

As he gazed at Ginny's peaceful face, Harry thought to himself, "After 10 years of a loveless life, I finally have someone to rely on." He felt a deep sense of gratitude and joy, knowing that he had found his partner in Ginny.

Harry couldn't help but stare at Ginny, taking in every detail of her face. He didn't want to wake her up, so he just gazed at her, drinking in the sight of her. "You're so beautiful," he whispered to himself, his eyes fixed on her.

Ginny stirred, but didn't wake up. Harry held his breath, hoping she wouldn't wake up just yet. He wanted to savor this moment, this feeling of love and contentment.

"I'm so grateful to have you in my life, Ginny," Harry thought to himself, his heart full of love and adoration.

Then, as Ginny slept peacefully beside him, Harry whispered, "I love you," his voice barely audible.

Ginny smiled in her sleep, her lips curving upwards in a gentle, serene smile. But she didn't wake up, lost in the depths of her dreams.

Harry glanced at the clock on his bedside table, noticing that it was almost 6 am. He knew he had to get up and start his day, but he was reluctant to leave Ginny's side.

With a gentle sigh, Harry threw off the covers and got out of bed. He padded softly to the bathroom to brush his teeth, trying not to make any noise that might wake Ginny up.

As he brushed his teeth, Harry couldn't help but think about how much he loved Ginny. He felt grateful to have her in his life, and he knew that he wanted to spend the rest of his life making her happy.

"I'll make her breakfast in bed," Harry thought to himself, smiling as he rinsed his toothbrush. "She'll like that."

Then, Harry decided to continue his morning routine, despite the early hour. He was habitually an early riser, but he knew that Ginny wasn't, so he quietly made his way downstairs, not wanting to disturb her.

Once downstairs, Harry started running around the manor, beginning his daily exercise routine. He pounded the stone floors, his footsteps echoing off the walls as he jogged through the empty corridors.

"I'll get a good run in before Ginny wakes up," Harry thought to himself, his breath steady and rhythmic as he ran.

As he ran, Harry felt invigorated and alive, the early morning air filling his lungs. He loved starting his day like this, with a sense of purpose and energy.

"I'll make sure to be quiet when I get back," Harry thought, "I don't want to wake her up just yet."

Then, as he ran, Harry found himself in the forest, near the river that flowed gently through the trees. He decided to take a break and bent down to wash his face and hands, splashing the cool water over his skin to wash away the sweat.

As he stood up, shaking the water from his hands, a few animals emerged from the underbrush. There was a rabbit, a squirrel, and a bird, all of whom seemed to be watching Harry with interest. Harry chatted with them for a while, though he could only hear their sounds, not a language. Yet, somehow, he was able to understand them.

"I'm so glad I stumbled upon this place," Harry said, smiling at the animals.

The rabbit made a soft "nose-twitching" sound, and Harry somehow knew it meant "We're glad you're here too."

The squirrel chattered and squeaked, and Harry understood it to mean "We don't often get visitors who can understand us."

The bird sang a sweet melody, and Harry felt it was saying "We're happy to have you here, Harry."

Harry laughed and replied, "I'm happy to be here. This is amazing."

After his encounter with the animals, Harry continued his routine, as he had vowed to do. He made his way to the flower garden, where he lovingly tended to the blooms. He watered them, making sure the soil was just right, and added manure where needed to promote healthy growth. He gently removed dead leaves, making way for new life to emerge.

Next, Harry visited the fruit garden, where he repeated the process. He watered, pruned, and nurtured the trees, ensuring they would bear juicy fruit for months to come.

Finally, he arrived at the vegetable garden, where he tended to the rows of greens and vegetables. He removed weeds, added organic matter, and made sure the soil was rich and fertile.

As he worked, Harry chatted with the insects, saying, "Please leave the healthy plants alone, I'll provide you with other food sources."

The insects buzzed and chirped in response, and Harry knew they understood. He provided them with alternative food supplies, ensuring a harmonious balance in the garden ecosystem.

"Thank you, little ones," Harry said, smiling. "Let's work together to create a thriving garden."

Then, Harry went to the horse shed, where he met and greeted the majestic creatures. He opened the shed, allowing all of them to come out and stretch their legs. This time, he picked a black horse named Koga, with a shiny coat and a spirited glint in his eye.

"Today, Koga, we'll ride the grasslands," Harry said, patting the horse's neck.

Koga neighed in response, eager to gallop free. Harry rode Koga out of the shed, and the other horses followed, their hooves clattering on the ground.

As they reached the grasslands, Harry urged Koga on, and the horse surged forward, mane flowing in the wind. The other horses followed, and soon they were all galloping across the green expanse, their spirits wild and free.

"This is exhilarating!" Harry exclaimed, feeling the rush of wind in his face.

Koga whinnied in agreement, his black coat glistening with dew. The other horses joined in, creating a symphony of neighs and snorts as they ran, their hooves pounding out a rhythmic beat on the earth.

Next, Harry went to the farms, where various crops were grown. With the help of a well and a machine, he irrigated the fields, making sure the crops received the right amount of water.

"This is the best way to stay fit," Harry said to himself, as he worked the machine, his muscles flexing with each movement.

The physical labor was intense, but Harry enjoyed it. He saw it as a way to build his strength and endurance, a substitute for a gym workout.

"I'd rather do this than lift weights any day," Harry said, grinning, as he watched the water flow through the fields.

As he worked, Harry felt his muscles ache, but it was a good kind of pain. He knew he was building his physique, forming strong muscles that would serve him well.

"It's not just about looking good," Harry said, "it's about being strong and capable."

And with that, Harry continued his work, irrigating the fields, his body moving with a purpose, his muscles growing stronger with each passing moment.

After his physically demanding work in the fields, Harry went to the lake, seeking a refreshing respite. He removed his clothes and, in his boxers, took a dip in the cool water. As he swam, he felt invigorated and free.

"Ah, this is the life," Harry said, smiling, as he glided through the water.

Underwater, Harry chatted with the fishes, who darted around him curiously. He also met some mermen, who greeted him warmly.

"Welcome, Harry," said one of the mermen. "We don't often get visitors here."

Harry replied, "Thanks for having me. It's great to be here."

As he swam deeper, Harry spotted some grindylows lurking in the shadows. They looked at him with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to harm you," Harry said, trying to reassure them.

The grindylows seemed to understand, and they let Harry pass, allowing him to continue his underwater exploration.

Then, Harry stumbled upon a different area of the estate that he hadn't visited the day before. As he entered, he was greeted by a menagerie of animals - chickens clucking, cows mooing, goats bleating, and more. He was delighted by the discovery and eagerly began to explore.

"Hello there, beautiful creatures!" Harry exclaimed, as he approached the animals.

He spent some time petting the friendly chickens, collecting fresh eggs from the coop, and even attempting to milk a few of the cows. The animals seemed to enjoy his company, and Harry felt a sense of joy and connection with nature.

"I'll have to come back here again soon," Harry said, smiling, as he scratched a goat behind the ears.

After spending a pleasant hour with the animals, Harry decided it was time to move on. He left the farmyard and made his way towards the fountain, eager to see what other wonders the estate held.

"I wonder what's next," Harry said to himself, as he walked towards the fountain.

Harry, still in his boxers, arrived at the fountain and was struck by its serene beauty. The gentle sound of the water and the warm sunlight created a peaceful atmosphere, perfect for relaxation. He decided to take a moment to unwind and connect with his inner self.

"Ah, this is the spot," Harry said, smiling, as he settled in.

He began to do some yoga, stretching his arms and legs, and then moved into meditation, closing his eyes and focusing on his breath.

"Clear my mind, calm my soul," Harry whispered, as he breathed in deeply.

As he meditated, Harry felt his worries and tension melt away, replaced by a sense of calm and clarity. The sound of the fountain created a soothing background noise, and he felt his heart rate slow down.

"Bliss," Harry sighed, as he opened his eyes, feeling refreshed and renewed.

With his morning routine complete, Harry headed back to his room, feeling invigorated and refreshed. It was around 8:30 now, and he was still in his boxers. He was relieved to find that Ginny was still fast asleep, giving him some quiet time to himself.

"Ah, perfect," Harry said, smiling, as he entered the room.

He made his way to the bathroom, where he indulged in a warm shower, feeling the water wash away any remaining tension. After his shower, he emerged wrapped in a towel, ready to start getting dressed for the day.

"Time to get moving," Harry said to himself, as he began to dry off.

He chose a comfortable outfit and started to get dressed, feeling refreshed and ready to take on the day ahead. The peaceful morning routine had set him up nicely, and he was looking forward to seeing what the rest of the day had in store.

Then, Harry went to his personal Pantry Kitchen, eager to surprise Ginny with a delicious breakfast. He decided to make her favorite - pancakes. He expertly mixed the batter, heated the pan, and cooked the pancakes to a golden brown perfection.

"Mmm, these are going to be great," Harry said, smiling, as he flipped the pancakes.

He added a drizzle of syrup, a sprinkle of sugar, and a side of fresh fruit, making the dish look almost too good to eat. Almost.

"Hope she likes them," Harry said, as he carefully placed the pancakes on a tray.

He carried the tray to the bedroom, where Ginny was still sleeping peacefully. He gently woke her up, saying, "Good morning, beautiful! I made you breakfast."

Ginny's eyes opened, and a smile spread across her face as she saw the delicious pancakes. "Mmm, Harry, you're the best!" she exclaimed.

But before Ginny could dig into the pancakes, Harry reminded her to brush her teeth first. "Morning routine, remember?" he said with a grin. Ginny laughed and headed to the bathroom to freshen up.

After she returned, Harry handed her the tray with the pancakes, and they both headed out to the balcony to enjoy their breakfast together. The warm sunlight and gentle breeze made for a lovely setting as they sat down to eat.

"Mmm, these are so good, Harry!" Ginny exclaimed, taking a bite of her pancake.

Once they finished breakfast, Ginny got up to take a shower. When she came back, Harry noticed she was wearing his clothes - a worn-out t-shirt and sweatpants.

"Hey, what's with the outfit?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow.

"My mom forgot to send my clothes, so I borrowed yours," Ginny replied, shrugging. "Hope you don't mind!"

"Of course not, you look cute in them!" Harry said, smiling.

Then, Harry kissed Ginny softly and they made their way downstairs to greet the twins' house-elves, Twinky and Dimpy. The house-elves were in the midst of a heated debate, discussing what to make for lunch.

"Oh, Master Harry! Oh, Miss Ginny! We're so glad you're here!" Twinky exclaimed, turning to them with a flour-dusted face. "We're trying to decide what to make for lunch, but we can't agree!"

"Ah, don't worry, there's still plenty of time for that," Harry said, smiling reassuringly.

"But, Master Harry, Dimpy wants to make that dreadful fish soup again!" Twinky cried, rolling her eyes.

"And Twinky wants to make those boring old sandwiches!" Dimpy retorted, frowning.

Ginny chuckled. "Why don't you make both? There's plenty of time, like Harry said."

Twinky and Dimpy looked at each other, then back at Harry and Ginny. "Oh, what a wonderful idea, Miss Ginny!" they chimed in unison, beaming with smiles.

Then, Ginny grabbed Harry's hand and led him to the beautiful Quidditch field, the sun shining down on the lush green grass. Harry had never ridden a broom before, but Ginny was determined to teach him.

"Come on, Harry! It's easy, I promise!" Ginny said, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Harry was hesitant, but Ginny's enthusiasm was infectious. They made their way to the broom shed and found some old broomsticks leaning against the wall. Ginny handed one to Harry, who took it nervously.

"Don't worry, I'll show you," Ginny said, climbing onto her own broom.

But to Harry's surprise, as soon as he mounted the broom, he felt a strange sense of familiarity. He grasped the handle, and to his amazement, the broom began to rise into the air.

"Whoa! How am I doing this?" Harry exclaimed, thrilled.

Ginny flew alongside him, beaming with pride. "You're a natural, Harry! I knew you'd pick it up quickly!"

As they soared above the Quidditch field, Harry felt an incredible sense of freedom and joy. He couldn't believe he had never done this before.

"This is amazing!" Harry shouted, laughing.

Ginny grinned. "Told you it would be!"

Then, they decided to make things more exciting and started racing each other on their brooms. They zoomed across the Quidditch field, their laughter echoing through the air. In the end, they crossed the finish line at the same time, declaring it a tie.

"That was so close!" Harry exclaimed, grinning.

After their thrilling race, they played a game of tag, flying around each other in a dizzying dance. Ginny was "it" first, chasing Harry around the field until he managed to evade her and tag her back.

Finally, they settled down on their brooms, hovering in mid-air, and Ginny started explaining the rules of Quidditch to Harry.

"Okay, so there are seven players on each team," Ginny began. "Three Chasers, two Beaters, one Keeper, and one Seeker."

"Got it," Harry said, nodding intently.

"The Chasers score points by throwing the Quaffle through one of the opposing team's hoops," Ginny continued.

"And the Beaters try to disrupt them with Bludgers," Harry added, starting to understand.

Ginny smiled. "Exactly! And the Keeper guards the hoops, while the Seeker tries to catch the Golden Snitch to end the game."

"Wow, this is complicated," Harry said, laughing.

Ginny playfully rolled her eyes. "You'll get the hang of it, Harry!"

Then, Ginny took it upon herself to teach Harry every position in the game of Quidditch. She started with the Chaser position, showing him how to expertly maneuver the broom and throw the Quaffle. Harry was a quick learner, and soon he was dodging Bludgers and scoring goals with ease.

"You're a natural!" Ginny exclaimed, impressed.

Next, Ginny taught Harry the Seeker position, explaining the importance of speed and agility. Harry took to it immediately, his instincts guiding him as he soared through the air.

"Wow, you're really good at this!" Ginny said, watching in awe.

As they continued to practice, Harry discovered that he was proficient in every position, but he excelled as a Seeker. His quick reflexes and sharp eyesight made him a formidable opponent.

"I think I've found my calling," Harry said, grinning.

Ginny smiled. "You're definitely a Seeker at heart, Harry!"

Together, they practiced every position, with Ginny offering words of encouragement and advice. Harry's skills improved dramatically, and he found himself feeling more confident on the broom.

"You're going to be an amazing Quidditch player, Harry!" Ginny exclaimed.

Harry beamed with pride. "Thanks to you, Ginny! You're an amazing teacher!"

Then, Harry took Ginny to the library, a place he had been eager to explore. As they walked through the shelves, Harry's eyes widened with wonder at the vast collection of ancient tomes and mysterious manuscripts.

"Wow, this is incredible!" Harry exclaimed, running his fingers over the spines of the books.

Ginny smiled. "I'm glad you're excited. There's so much to learn about the wizarding world."

Harry nodded, his mind racing with questions. "I want to learn everything," he said, his eyes shining with enthusiasm.

Ginny laughed. "Well, this is a good place to start. Let's begin with some basic books on magic theory and history."

As they delved into the world of wizarding literature, the afternoon slipped away, with Harry devouring every word. Ginny sat beside him, offering explanations and insights, happy to share her knowledge.

"This is amazing," Harry said, poring over a book on spellcasting. "I had no idea magic was so complex."

Ginny smiled. "There's always more to learn, Harry. But you're off to a great start."

As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the library, Harry closed his book, his mind buzzing with new ideas and questions.

"Thanks for showing me this, Ginny," Harry said, his eyes grateful. "I feel like I've only scratched the surface."

Ginny smiled. "That's just the beginning, Harry. The wizarding world is full of wonders."

After lunch, Harry and Ginny decided to spend their evening in the forest, surrounded by the magical creatures that lived there. They walked hand in hand, taking in the sights and sounds of the natural world.

"Look, Harry! A unicorn!" Ginny exclaimed, pointing to a beautiful white creature with a shimmering horn.

"Wow, it's stunning!" Harry said, watching in awe as the unicorn grazed peacefully.

As they continued their stroll, they came across a group of centaurs, who nodded in greeting as they passed. Harry was fascinated by the creatures' intelligence and wisdom.

"This is incredible," Harry said, turning to Ginny. "I've never seen so many magical creatures in one place."

Ginny smiled. "The forest is full of wonders, Harry. You just have to know where to look."

As the sun began to set, casting a warm orange glow over the forest, they settled down on a blanket, surrounded by a group of playful fairies.

"This is the perfect ending to a perfect day," Harry said, smiling at Ginny.

Ginny leaned her head on his shoulder. "I'm so glad you're here, Harry. I've had an amazing time with you today."

Then, it was in the late evening when Grandma Mrs. Tucker finally returned, exhausted but happy after her day out. They all sat down to a delicious dinner, filled with stories of their respective adventures.

After dinner, Harry and Ginny excused themselves, eager to spend some quality time together. They made their way to the tower top, where they had spent many romantic moments before.

As they reached the top, they were greeted by a breathtaking view of the starry sky. They sat down on the edge, gazing out at the twinkling lights above.

"It's so beautiful," Ginny said, snuggling closer to Harry.

"I know," Harry replied, putting his arm around her. "I feel like I'm on top of the world when I'm with you."

They sat there in comfortable silence for a while, taking in the beauty of the night sky. Then, Harry turned to Ginny and kissed her softly.

As they gazed at the stars, they shared sweet kisses, lost in their own little world of love and magic.

This time, Harry asked Grandma Mrs. Tucker for permission, seeking her approval for Ginny to sleep in his room. To his delight, she agreed, smiling knowingly.

"Of course, dear," she said. "I trust you both to behave yourselves."

Harry grinned, relieved. "Thanks, Grandma. We promise to be responsible."

Ginny smiled, too, happy with the arrangement. "We'll be good, Grandma. I promise."

But then, Grandma's expression turned serious. "Remember, this is just between us. The Weasley brothers mustn't know about this arrangement."

Harry nodded vigorously. "Don't worry, Grandma. Our secret is safe with us."

Ginny agreed, too. "We won't breathe a word, Grandma. We know how they can be."

Grandma Mrs. Tucker nodded, satisfied. "Good. I wouldn't want them to get the wrong idea. Now, off to bed, you two!"

And with that, Harry and Ginny headed to his room, happy to have Grandma's blessing, and excited to spend the night together, under the stars.

Ginny snuggled up close to Harry, feeling cozy and content as she drifted off to sleep. But Harry, not yet ready to sleep, picked up the book "Hogwarts: A History" and began to read.

"I'll just read for a bit," he whispered to Ginny, who murmured a sleepy response.

As the hour passed, Harry became engrossed in the book, learning more about the castle's secrets and hidden passages. But eventually, his eyelids grew heavy, and he couldn't fight the sleepiness anymore.

"Time for sleep," he said to himself, yawning.

He turned off the light and snuggled up beside Ginny, feeling her warm presence beside him. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as they both drifted off to sleep.

"Goodnight, Ginny," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Ginny stirred in her sleep, smiling as she felt Harry's arms around her. "Goodnight, Harry," she whispered back, already half asleep.

Harry was thrilled with his new routine, which had brought a sense of joy and fulfillment to his life. Every morning, he would wake up in Ginny's arms, feeling grateful for her love and presence.

"I love waking up like this," Harry would say, smiling at Ginny.

Their days were filled with activities that brought them closer to nature and each other. They would run around the manor, watering and tending to the flowers, fruits, and vegetables. "I love seeing everything grow and flourish," Ginny would say.

They would chat with the animals in the forest, go horse riding, and engage in extensive farm work. "This is the life," Harry would exclaim.

After a refreshing swim in the lake, they would milk the cows, collect eggs from the chicken coop, and practice yoga and meditation near the fountain. "Namaste," Harry would say, grinning at Ginny.

Then, they would take a shower, and Harry would wake Ginny up for breakfast. "Good morning, beautiful," he would say.

They would prepare breakfast together, enjoying each other's company as they cooked and ate. "Best breakfast ever," Ginny would say.

Their mornings would also include playing Quidditch, studying at the library, and exploring their creative sides through music, dance, and artwork. "I love seeing your artistic side," Ginny would say.

In the evenings, they would spend time together in the forest, watching the sunset and greeting Grandma Mrs. Tucker upon her return. "Good evening, dear," she would say.

Dinner would be a warm and cozy affair, followed by stargazing with Ginny, who would point out constellations and share stories about the wizarding world. "This is my favorite part of the day," Harry would say.

And then, they would sleep in each other's arms, dreaming of the next day's adventures together.

Next Chapter is Taking Care.

A/n: I hope You like it. Please ignore grammatical and spelling errors. How do you feel about Harry's life at the manor ? And how are your opinions on them being a couple , at young age. Thanks for reading. § Hinny Forever § Please Review!!!