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Still in each other's arms, they told Twinky that they had already had breakfast, but would come downstairs anyway. Twinky bowed and said, "Very well, I'll leave you two alone then."

With a final "pop", Twinky disappeared, leaving Ginny and Harry alone once more.

As soon as Twinky was gone, they hugged each other tightly, now claiming their friendship which had blossomed into something more.

"We're really doing this, aren't we?" Ginny asked, her voice filled with excitement.

"We sure are," Harry replied, his voice filled with emotion.

"I'm so happy," Ginny said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Me too," Harry replied, holding her close. "I've never felt this way before."

"Me neither," Ginny said, smiling up at him. "I feel like I'm home."

"Me too," Harry said, smiling back. "I feel like I've found my home in you."

Then, they pulled apart and hand in hand descended the stairs, their eyes widening in unison as they entered the grand hall of the manor.

"Wow!" Ginny exclaimed, her eyes scanning the room in awe. "This is incredible!"

"I know, right?" Harry replied, equally impressed. "I've never seen anything like it."

The hall was a sight to behold, with its high, vaulted ceiling and polished marble floor. The walls were adorned with intricate carvings and ornate tapestries, depicting scenes of myth and legend. Tall windows allowed natural light to pour in, illuminating the room and highlighting the beautiful architecture.

As they walked further into the hall, they noticed a grand fireplace, where a fire crackled and spat, casting a warm glow over the room. The walls were lined with rows of bookshelves, stretching all the way to the ceiling, filled with leather-bound volumes and ancient tomes.

"Look at all these books!" Ginny said, her eyes shining with excitement. "I could get lost in here for hours."

"And look at that chandelier," Harry added, pointing upwards. "It's amazing."

The chandelier hung from the center of the ceiling, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the room. The air was thick with the scent of old books and wood polish, giving the hall a warm and welcoming atmosphere.

"This is incredible," Ginny said, squeezing Harry's hand. "I'm so glad we're experiencing it together."

"Me too," Harry replied, smiling. "It feels like we're discovering a whole new world."

As they made their way through the grand hall, they moved towards the grand dining table, a sight that took their breath away. The table was a masterpiece of craftsmanship, made of rich, dark wood, polished to a high shine. It stretched over 20 feet in length, with intricate carvings of leaves and vines adorning its surface. The legs were shaped like lion's paws, adding to its majestic appearance.

"Wow, this is incredible!" Ginny exclaimed, her eyes wide with wonder.

"I know, right?" Harry replied, equally impressed. "I've never seen anything like it."

Both of them approached the table, running their hands over its smooth surface, taking in the intricate details.

"Look at the carvings," Ginny said, pointing to the leaves and vines. "They're so delicate."

"And the legs," Harry added, "they're like something out of a fairy tale."

At the far end of the table, Grandma Mrs. Tucker was seated in one of the high-backed chairs, watching them with a warm smile. The chair was upholstered in red velvet, and its back was adorned with a golden crest.

"Welcome, my dear children," Grandma Mrs. Tucker said, her voice warm and welcoming. "I'm so glad you're here. Please, come and join me."

The table was set with fine china and crystal glasses, and a large candelabra stood at its center, casting a warm glow over the setting. Ginny and Harry exchanged a look, both of them feeling like they had stepped into a different world.

Then, they sat down in the chairs beside each other, feeling a sense of excitement and nervousness. Grandma Mrs. Tucker looked at them with a twinkle in her eye and said, "Well, well, well. Look at you two. You look like you're ready for a picnic or something."

Ginny looked down at her outfit, realizing she was still wearing Harry's t-shirt and shorts. She felt a blush rise to her cheeks as Grandma Mrs. Tucker teased, "And Ginny, dear, I see you're wearing Harry's clothes. You two must be getting close, huh?"

Harry also felt his face heat up with embarrassment, "Grandma, stop it!"

Ginny playfully hit Harry on the arm, "Hey, I just borrowed them, okay?"

Grandma Mrs. Tucker chuckled, "Borrowed them, huh? Well, I suppose that's one way to get close to someone."

Ginny and Harry both laughed, feeling a sense of ease with each other. They knew Grandma Mrs. Tucker was just teasing, but it was clear she was happy to see them together.

"I'm just glad you two are getting along," Grandma Mrs. Tucker said, smiling warmly. "Now, let's have some breakfast, shall we?"

Then, Ginny spoke up, "Actually, Grandma, Harry already made me breakfast. He's a great cook!"

Grandma Mrs. Tucker raised an eyebrow, "Oh, really? Well, well, well. Look at that. Harry's a man of many talents."

Harry felt his face heat up with embarrassment, "Grandma, stop it!"

Ginny continued, "No, seriously, Harry made me a delicious breakfast. He's really sweet."

Grandma Mrs. Tucker teased, "Sweet, huh? I'll bet he is. And I'm sure he's been sweet to you all morning, hasn't he?"

Ginny giggled, "Grandma, you're impossible!"

Harry blushed even deeper, "Grandma, please..."

Grandma Mrs. Tucker chuckled, "Oh, I'm just teasing. But I'm glad to see you two getting along so well. You make a lovely couple."

Ginny smiled, "Thanks, Grandma. We're having a great time."

Harry smiled too, feeling happy and content in Ginny's presence.

Then, Grandma Mrs. Tucker smiled knowingly, "Ah, I see. This time, you two didn't deny being a couple. You're finally admitting it, aren't you?"

Ginny and Harry both blushed, trying to deny it, but their faces betrayed them. "No, Grandma, it's not like that," Ginny said, trying to sound convincing.

But Grandma Mrs. Tucker just chuckled, "Oh, don't try to deny it, dear. I can see it in your eyes. You two are meant to be."

Harry tried to intervene, "Grandma, really, we're just friends."

But Grandma Mrs. Tucker just winked at them, "Save it, dear. I've seen the way you look at each other. You're more than just friends."

Ginny and Harry both looked at each other, their faces still flushed with embarrassment. They knew they couldn't deny it anymore. They were a couple, and Grandma Mrs. Tucker had caught on.

"I...I guess we can't hide it anymore," Ginny said, smiling sheepishly.

Grandma Mrs. Tucker beamed with joy, "I'm so happy for you two! You deserve each other."

Then, Harry asked Grandma Mrs. Tucker, "Grandma, please keep this a secret for now, even from the Weasleys. We're not official yet."

Grandma Mrs. Tucker nodded, "Of course, dear. I won't say a word."

Harry looked relieved, but then his expression turned serious. "I'm just worried about Ginny's brothers. They might kill me when they find out."

Ginny's eyes widened, "What do you mean?"

Harry hesitated, "Well, when they find out that we were asleep in each other's arms yesterday..."

Ginny's face went blank, "What do you mean? What does that mean? We slept in each other's arms?"

Harry's face turned bright red as he stammered, "I-I mean, we slept near the fireplace yesterday. We fell asleep together."

Ginny's eyes sparkled with understanding, and she nodded, her own face flushing with embarrassment. "Oh, yeah. I remember now."

Grandma Mrs. Tucker smiled knowingly, happy to see the two young lovers so smitten.

Then, Ginny's eyes widened as she realized something, "Wait, did I fall asleep on the Knight Bus or what?"

Harry nodded, his face still flushed with embarrassment.

Ginny's eyes sparkled with confusion, "But how did I get here? I don't remember anything."

Harry's face turned an even deeper shade of red as he stammered, "I-I...uh..."

Grandma Mrs. Tucker chuckled and intervened, "Harry carried you on his back, dear. He walked a mile to get here, with you sleeping peacefully on his back."

Ginny's eyes went wide with surprise, "Really? Harry, you did that for me?"

Harry nodded, still looking embarrassed, "I couldn't just leave you on the bus, could I?"

Ginny smiled, her eyes shining with gratitude, "Thanks, Harry. That's so sweet of you."

Grandma Mrs. Tucker smiled, happy to see the two young lovers so caring for each other.

Then, Dimpy entered the room and said, "Ginny, Master Harry carried you so delicately and placed you on the couch near the fireplace. He was so gentle with you."

Ginny's eyes widened in awe, "Really? Harry, you did that?"

Harry's face flushed with embarrassment as Grandma Mrs. Tucker looked on, impressed.

Dimpy continued, "Then, he lay down beside you, hoping to just get a minute's rest."

Ginny's eyes sparkled with delight, "And then?"

Dimpy blushed, "He planted a kiss on your cheek and closed his eyes, but exhaustion caught up with him and he fell asleep."

Ginny's face lit up with a soft smile, "Aww, that's so sweet."

Grandma Mrs. Tucker nodded, "Yes, Harry's always been a romantic at heart."

Harry's face turned an even deeper shade of red as he protested, "Dimpy, you didn't have to tell her all that!"

Dimpy just giggled and said, "Someone had to tell her, Master Harry. You're too modest for your own good."

Then, Harry started to drink orange juice, feeling a sense of relief after the earlier conversation. But Grandma Mrs. Tucker had another surprise in store for him.

"When I found you two sleeping peacefully, I wrapped a blanket around you and wrote a letter to Molly and Arthur," Grandma said with a smile. "I even sent a photo of you two, snuggled together."

Harry almost choked on his juice, "What?! If your brother sees that, I'm dead!"

Ginny thought for a moment, but instead of sharing Harry's concern, she asked, "Do you have another copy of the photo, Grandma?"

Grandma Mrs. Tucker handed the photo to Ginny, who gazed at it with a smile. The photo showed them snuggled together, sleeping peacefully.

Harry, on the other hand, was gulping with fear, "Ginny, your brothers are going to kill me..."

Ginny just laughed and said, "Don't worry, Harry. I think it's sweet."

Grandma Mrs. Tucker chuckled, "I'm glad you like it, dear. I thought it was a lovely moment to capture."

Then, Grandma Mrs. Tucker explained, "They've already seen the photo, Harry. And if they wanted to kill you, they would have done it by now."

Harry thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement, "I suppose that makes sense."

Ginny chuckled at Harry's antics, "You're so paranoid, Harry."

Grandma Mrs. Tucker smiled, "Yes, I think they're more concerned about Ginny's well-being than anything else. They just want her to be happy."

Harry let out a sigh of relief, "I'm glad to hear that. I don't think I could handle a Weasley brotherly beating."

Ginny playfully rolled her eyes, "You're such a wimp, Harry."

Grandma Mrs. Tucker laughed, "Oh, I think Harry can handle himself, dear. But it's nice to see him so concerned about your family's opinion."

Then, Twinky came to add another embarrassing tale for Harry. "In the morning, Master Harry woke up, kissed you on the cheek again, and then gently tried to get up so as not to disturb your sleep," Twinky said with a sly grin. "But you, in turn, snuggled him even closer, and Master Harry stayed in that position for half an hour, not wanting to break your sleep."

Ginny's eyes widened in surprise, "Really? Harry, you didn't tell me that!"

Harry's face turned bright red as he protested, "Twinky, that was unnecessary!"

Twinky continued, "And then, he carried you romantically and took you to his room...and his bed."

Ginny giggled, "Oh, Harry, you're so sweet!"

Grandma Mrs. Tucker chuckled, "Yes, Harry's always been a romantic at heart."

Harry shook his head, laughing, "I think I've been embarrassed enough for one day."

Then, Twinky turned to Mistress Tucker and said, "When I went to their room, Master Harry and Ginny were embracing, and their faces were inches apart...and then..."

But before she could reveal more, both Harry and Ginny shut her up, their faces flushed with embarrassment.

"Twinky, that's enough!" Harry exclaimed.

Ginny added, "Yes, Twinky, we don't need to know any more."

Twinky giggled, "Oh, okay, okay. I just wanted to share the sweet moment."

Grandma Mrs. Tucker smiled, "I think we've heard enough, Twinky. But it's clear that those two are meant to be."

Harry and Ginny exchanged a loving glance, their faces still flushed with embarrassment.

Harry whispered to Ginny, "I think we've been teased enough for one day."

Ginny whispered back, "Definitely. Let's just enjoy the rest of the day in peace."

Then, Harry said to Ginny, "Stay till dinner, okay?" And she agreed.

But then Harry remembered his fear, and asked Grandma, "What about the Dursleys? They'll be angry, at least."

Before Grandma could answer, Ginny's eyes widened in fear as she formed a scenario of Harry's uncle beating him. "Oh no, Harry! Your uncle is so cruel! He's beating you, just because you stayed here with me, not wanting to wake me up, not wanting to disturb my sleep!"

Ginny grabbed Harry's hand tightly, her grip fueled by her fear. In her scenario, Harry was screaming in pain, calling out for her help. "Ginny, help! Please, Ginny, make it stop!"

Grandma Mrs. Tucker tried to intervene, "Ginny, dear, it's okay. Harry's safe here."

But Ginny's fear had taken over. She was consumed by the vivid image of Harry in pain, begging for her help. "I won't let him hurt you, Harry! I won't let him!"

Then, Grandma Mrs. Tucker revealed, "Actually, I went to the Dursleys yesterday and told them that Harry has caught a very infectious disease. I said that to avoid infecting them, he won't be able to visit for at least a week or two, until he's cured."

Ginny let out a sigh of relief, "Oh, thank goodness!"

Harry, on the other hand, was overjoyed. He jumped up and hugged Grandma tightly, "Thank you, Grandma! Thank you so much!"

Grandma Mrs. Tucker laughed and hugged him back, "I'm just glad I could help, dear. You deserve a break from those dreadful people."

Ginny smiled, "Yes, you do, Harry. You deserve so much better than the way they treat you."

Harry grinned, still hugging Grandma, "I'm so lucky to have you both in my life. You're the best!"

Grandma Mrs. Tucker patted his back, "We love you too, Harry. Now, let's focus on getting you 'cured' and enjoying the rest of your stay here."

At the Weasley household, Bill and Charlie were leaving for their jobs early, eager to return on August 11th for Ginny's birthday celebration. Bill was heading back to Egypt, where he worked as a Curse Breaker for Gringotts Wizarding Bank, while Charlie was returning to Romania, where he was involved in dragon conservation efforts.

"I'll be back before you know it, Mum," Bill said, hugging Mrs. Weasley goodbye.

"And I'll have some great dragon stories to share," Charlie added, grinning.

Mrs. Weasley smiled, "I'm looking forward to it, boys. Have a safe trip and don't worry, I'll make sure everything is ready for Ginny's party."

Bill and Charlie nodded, shouldering their bags. "We'll see you soon, Mum," Bill said.

"Yeah, and we'll make sure to bring some interesting gifts for Ginny," Charlie added.

With a final wave, the two brothers Apparated away, leaving Mrs. Weasley.

Then, Mrs. Weasley heard an explosion coming from the direction of the living room. She rushed in to find the twins, Fred and George, and Ron, standing amidst the chaos, looking sheepish.

"What happened here?" Mrs. Weasley asked, surveying the damage.

Fred and George exchanged a nervous glance, before Fred spoke up, "We were just trying to prank Percy, Mum. But it went wrong."

Ron added, "Yeah, we didn't mean for it to blow up like that."

Mrs. Weasley sighed, "And what about Percy's homework? It's all destroyed!"

Percy, who had been quietly fuming in the corner, spoke up, "I'll have to do it all again. Thanks to these three, I'll be up all night redoing my work."

George tried to apologize, "Sorry, Percy. We didn't mean to cause so much trouble."

But Percy just shook his head, "You never mean to, but you always do."

Then, Mrs. Weasley declared, "Percy, you are now exempt from any household chores for the time being. But as for you three," she turned to Ron, Fred, and George, "you are grounded until September 1st. No Quidditch, only homework and chores. You will not be allowed to leave the house except for school and Ginny's birthday celebration."

Ron groaned, "But Mum, that's so unfair!"

Fred and George chimed in, "Yeah, that's a whole month!"

Mrs. Weasley stood firm, "I don't want to hear it. You three need to learn to think before you act. And maybe, just maybe, you'll think twice before pulling off another prank like this."

Percy, who had been watching the exchange, spoke up, "Thanks, Mum. I appreciate it."

Mrs. Weasley smiled, "Anytime, dear. Now, off to your rooms, Ron, Fred, and George. You have a lot of homework to catch up on."

The three boys trudged off, dejected, while Percy went back to redoing his homework, grateful for the reprieve.

As Harry broke his hug with Grandma, he had an idea planned. He whispered it to her and she agreed, a sly grin spreading across her face.

"Let's do it, Harry," she whispered back.

Harry left the table, leaving a confused Ginny behind. "What's going on?" she asked, looking at Grandma for answers.

Grandma Mrs. Tucker just winked at her, "You'll see, dear. Just be patient."

Ginny looked puzzled, but Harry was already making his way out of the room, a determined look on his face.

"I'll be right back," he called out, without explaining further.

Ginny turned to Grandma, "What's he up to?"

Grandma just chuckled, "You'll find out soon enough, dear."

As Harry went to the fireplace in his room, he followed Twinky's instructions to make a floo call to the Burrow. He stepped into the fireplace, feeling the warmth of the flames, and grabbed a handful of floo powder from the nearby jar. "Burrow!" he shouted, throwing the powder into the fire.

The flames erupted into a bright, swirling vortex, and Harry felt himself being pulled into the fire. He stumbled a bit, but then his face appeared in the fireplace at the Burrow.

Molly Weasley was surprised to see Harry's face staring back at her, "Harry! What are you doing calling us like this? Is everything all right?"

At the Burrow, Molly had been busy in the kitchen, but the sudden appearance of Harry's face in the fireplace made her jump. She wiped her flour-covered hands on her apron and leaned in closer to the fire, "Harry, what's going on?"

The fire crackled and spat, but Harry's face remained clear, his eyes shining with excitement.

Then, Harry asked, "Mrs. Weasley, can Ron, Percy, the twins, and Ginny come stay with me for a week or two? I'm finally free of the Dursleys for a while."

Molly's expression turned apologetic, "Harry, I'm afraid it's not possible for all of them to come. Ron and the twins are grounded until September 1st for pulling a prank on Percy, and Percy is busy redoing his homework. But Ginny can stay with you till August 10th, if you'd like."

Harry's face fell, but he still looked half-happy, "Okay, that's great, thanks Mrs. Weasley!"

Harry nodded and stepped back from the fireplace, eager to share the news with Ginny, who was waiting for him in the hall.

Then, Harry left his room and made his way to Ginny, who was sitting in the hallway, looking a bit down. He snuck up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, giving her a gentle squeeze. He kissed her on the cheek, making her jump in surprise.

"Guess what?" he whispered in her ear, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.

Ginny turned to him, a curious expression on her face, "What?"

"Your mum has given permission for you to stay with me in the manor till August 10," Harry announced, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

Ginny's eyes widened in surprise, "Really?!"

Harry nodded, "Yeah! And it'll just be us, too. Ron and the twins are grounded and Percy is busy with homework, so we'll have the whole place to ourselves."

Ginny's face lit up with a bright smile, "That sounds amazing!"

On that, Ginny gave Harry a peck on the lips, but didn't quite kiss him, as they suddenly saw Grandma standing there with a smug expression on her face. They both blushed heavily, caught off guard by the unexpected interruption.

Grandma's eyes twinkled with amusement, "Ah, young love! I remember when I was your age..."

Ginny and Harry quickly pulled away from each other, their faces burning with embarrassment. "Grandma!" Ginny exclaimed, trying to hide her blush.

Harry chuckled nervously, "Yeah, we were just... uh... happy to see each other."

Grandma smiled knowingly, "Of course you were, dear. I'll leave you two alone now. But don't think you can sneak anything past me!"

Next Chapter is House of Silvermist.

A/n: I hope You like it. Please ignore grammatical and spelling errors. When do you think they will finally be able to seal their deal without any disturbance. Thanks for reading. § Hinny Forever § Please Review!!!