Meant to be

by vedakshu2006

Harry's abuse by the Dursleys unlocks new powers. He meets Ginny before his first year and they face challenges together. Harry is powerful, intelligent, and resourceful, using his abilities to protect himself and Ginny. Together, they face challenges and grow stronger. A romantic and adventurous tale that explores the depth of their relationship. Hinny Forever ! No Bashing.

21. Chapter 21 - It's a Date

Disclaimer: I only own the plot , if any text from original source is used then they would belong to one and only J.K. Rowling. Hope You Like it.

As they lunched at the Leaky Cauldron, Harry gently petted the cat, now asleep on his lap. Suddenly, the cat's fur transformed from tabby to a radiant white. Harry, Ginny, and Mrs. Tucker gasped in unison, "Wow!"

Ginny exclaimed, "What's happening to the cat?"

Mrs. Tucker suggested, "Let's take it to the Magical Menagerie, they'll know what's going on."

At the Menagerie, the shopkeeper greeted them warmly, "Ah, you've brought the little one! I'm Madam Puddifoot, by the way."

She examined the cat, praising Harry, "You've done an excellent job caring for its wounds, young man."

Madam Puddifoot revealed, "This is a Balkeno Kneazle, a rare and magical creature. It's a cross between a Balkeno and a Kneazle, inheriting the best traits of both."

Harry's eyes widened as he closed them, memories flooding back. He recalled his mother's Kneazle, which must have been abandoned after her death and bred with a Balkeno, resulting in the cat now in his lap.

Tears welled up in Harry's eyes as he whispered, "This is...this is my mother's cat's descendant."

Ginny's hand on his arm offered comfort, "It's like a piece of your family's history, Harry."

Mrs. Tucker smiled, "And now, it's a part of your new family, Harry."

Madam Puddifoot explained, "As a Balkeno Kneazle, this cat inherits the ability to change its color, shape, size, and pattern from its Balkeno side."

Ginny's eyes widened, "That's incredible!"

Madam Puddifoot added, "And from its Kneazle side, it will be extremely intelligent and loyal."

Harry nodded, fascinated by the cat's abilities.

Madam Puddifoot showed Harry the necessary supplies, including a self-refilling food dish and a collar with a built-in translator.

Harry purchased the supplies and asked, "How much do I owe you?"

Madam Puddifoot smiled, "Let's just say it's on the house, Mr. Potter. You're giving this lovely creature a good home."

As they left the shop, Ginny asked, "What are you going to name her, Harry?"

Harry thought for a moment, "I think I'll name her Kluer, meaning 'color' in German."

Mrs. Tucker smiled, "A fitting name, dear. She's already changed colors once!"

Kluer, now in Harry's arms, purred contentedly, already sensing her new home.

Harry led Ginny and Mrs. Tucker to "Healing Hands" in Diagon Alley, seeking potions and wizarding first aids for future needs. He wanted to learn wizarding methods to care for Kluer.

The shopkeeper greeted them warmly, "Welcome back, Mr. Potter! What can I help you with today?"

Harry explained, "I want to learn more about wizarding first aid and potions, so I can help Kluer myself."

The shopkeeper nodded, "Excellent decision, Mr. Potter! Let me show you our selection."

She introduced them to various potions and creams, explaining their uses and applications. Harry listened intently, eager to learn.

Ginny asked, "What about potions for general health and wellness?"

The shopkeeper recommended, "Our Daily Health Tonic and Immunity Boost Potion are popular choices."

Mrs. Tucker added, "And what about wound care? We should be prepared for anything."

The shopkeeper showed them Advanced Healing Cream and Wizarding Wound Cleanser.

Harry purchased the items, determined to become proficient in wizarding first aid. The shopkeeper offered, "If you'd like, I can teach you some basic potion-making and first aid techniques."

Harry accepted, "That would be brilliant, thank you!"

The shopkeeper handed Harry a stack of notes, "Here are my notes on wizarding first aid and potions, Mr. Potter. Study them well, and you'll be a skilled potioneer in no time."

Harry thanked her, "Thank you so much! I really appreciate it."

Ginny suggested, "Now that we have the essentials, let's get some accessories for your room, Harry."

Mrs. Tucker agreed, "Yes, it's time to make your room feel like home."

They left the shop, wandering through Diagon Alley in search of the perfect decorations. They visited "Wizarding Wonders" for posters of Quidditch teams and magical creatures. Harry chose a Gryffindor banner and a poster of a majestic Griffin.

At "Quills and Quirks", Harry selected a set of shiny new quills and a leather-bound journal. Ginny picked out a colorful rug, while Mrs. Tucker found a cozy throw blanket.

As they finished their shopping, Harry grinned, "I can't wait to see my room come together."

Ginny smiled, "It'll be your own little sanctuary, Harry."

Mrs. Tucker nodded, "And don't forget, Harry, your room is always a place where you can be yourself."

Next, they visited Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions, where Harry was greeted with fondness by the owner herself. "Ah, Harry Potter! My dear boy, it's so wonderful to see you again!"

Harry smiled, "Madam Malkin, it's great to see you too!"

Madam Malkin beamed, "I've got just the thing for you, Harry. You're going to need a whole new set of wizarding robes, and I have some beautiful ones to show you."

Ginny chimed in, "Yes, Harry needs a whole new wardrobe."

Madam Malkin nodded, "Well, let's get started then! We'll need to measure you, Harry, to ensure a perfect fit."

After measuring Harry, Madam Malkin presented him with a variety of robes in different colors and styles. Harry chose a few, and Madam Malkin helped him into each one, making adjustments as needed.

Mrs. Tucker exclaimed, "Harry, you look so handsome in these robes!"

Ginny agreed, "Yes, you really do, Harry."

Madam Malkin smiled, "I'm so glad you like them, dear. You deserve only the best."

With their purchases complete, Madam Malkin bid them farewell, "Come back soon, Harry Potter! And don't forget to visit me for all your wizarding wardrobe needs."

Next, Harry, Ginny, and Mrs. Tucker visited the Diagon Alley Market to buy raw ingredients for wizarding dishes. Harry was excited to try his hand at cooking magical meals.

"Let's see...what do we need for a traditional British wizarding breakfast?" Harry pondered.

Ginny suggested, "How about some dragon eggs and sausages?"

Mrs. Tucker added, "And don't forget the pumpkin juice and cauldron cakes!"

Harry nodded, "Great ideas! And what about some ingredients for a hearty wizarding stew?"

The vendor, an old witch, recommended, "Try some wolf mushrooms, and a pinch of moonstone salt."

Harry's eyes widened, "Wolf mushrooms ? That sounds amazing!"

The vendor smiled, "Yes, it's a delicacy. And the moonstone salt will add a lovely magical flavor."

With their ingredients in hand, Harry exclaimed, "I can't wait to get cooking!"

Ginny teased, "Just don't turn the kitchen into a disaster zone, Harry!"

Mrs. Tucker chuckled, "I'm sure it will be fine, dear. After all, Harry's a natural in the kitchen."

As they left Diagon Alley, Harry, Ginny, and Mrs. Tucker made their way to Muggle London, where they hailed a taxi. Harry gave the driver the address of Harrods, the famous Muggle department store.

Ginny asked, "Harry, why are we going to Harrods?"

Harry smiled mischievously, "Just wait and see."

Upon arrival, they entered the luxurious store, and Harry approached the reception desk. "Hello, I'm Harry Potter."

The receptionist's eyes widened, "Ah, Mr. Potter! Welcome to Harrods. We weren't expecting you today."

Harry replied, "I thought I'd drop by and see how things are going."

The receptionist nodded, "Right this way, Mr. Potter. Our manager will be with you shortly."

As they were led to the manager's office, Ginny whispered, "Harry, what's going on? Why are they treating you like royalty?"

Harry whispered back, "I'm a part-owner of Harrods, through the Potter assets. I've never been involved, but I thought it was time I checked in."

The manager, a dignified-looking man, greeted Harry warmly, "Mr. Potter, it's an honor to finally meet you. We've heard so much about you."

Harry smiled, "Please, call me Harry. I'm here to learn more about the business."

And with that, Harry's journey as the owner of Harrods began...

Mrs. Tucker insisted, "Harry, you need a whole new wardrobe. Let's get you looking like a proper Muggle gentleman."

Harry reluctantly agreed, and they set off to explore the various departments at Harrods. Harry tried on different types of Muggle dresses, including a navy blue suit, a charcoal grey three-piece, and a tailored black tuxedo.

Ginny teased, "Harry, you look like a completely different person!"

Mrs. Tucker added, "And don't forget the essentials, Harry. We need to get you some undergarments, belts, socks, and shoes."

Harry's face turned bright red as they purchased boxers, briefs, and socks. He whispered to Ginny, "This is so embarrassing!"

Ginny giggled, "Come on, Harry. It's not that bad!"

Next, they visited the shoe department, where Harry tried on oxfords, loafers, and trainers. Mrs. Tucker approved, "These look perfect, Harry. You're really getting the hang of this Muggle style!"

Finally, Harry insisted, "Ginny, you have to get a Muggle outfit too. Try on that lovely purple dress over there."

Ginny hesitated, but Harry encouraged, "Go on, Ginny. You'd look stunning in it!"

Ginny emerged from the dressing room, looking radiant in the purple dress. Harry beamed, "Wow, Ginny. You look absolutely beautiful!"

As they continued shopping, Harry decided to buy Ginny the lovely purple dress she had tried on earlier. "I'll take this one," Harry told the sales associate, "and make sure it's wrapped nicely."

Ginny smiled, "Thank you, Harry. You're too kind."

Just then, a sales associate approached Harry, "Mr. Potter, we have a special ballwear section. Would you like to try on some suits?"

Harry agreed, and as he was trying on a dashing black tuxedo, he stole a moment to kiss Ginny on the cheek. Ginny's face turned bright red as she whispered, "Harry, what are you doing?"

Harry's face matched hers, "I just couldn't resist."

Ginny playfully hit him on the arm, "You're so embarrassing!"

The sales associate, oblivious to the moment, asked, "How do you like the fit, Mr. Potter?"

Harry replied, still blushing, "It's perfect, thank you."

As they left the store, Ginny whispered, "You're really something, Harry Potter."

As they entered the Muggle bookstore, Harry's eyes widened in wonder. "This is incredible! I've never seen so many books in one place."

Ginny smiled, "You're in heaven, aren't you?"

Harry nodded, "I am. I'll take one of everything, please."

The bookseller, a bespectacled man, looked at him in surprise. "Ah, you must be Mr. Potter. We've heard a lot about you."

Harry raised an eyebrow, "How did you know my name?"

The bookseller explained, "You're a part-owner of this store, Mr. Potter. Through Silvermists, your family's company."

Harry's eyes lit up, "Really? I had no idea!"

Ginny teased, "You're a mogul, Harry. You own part of a bookstore."

Harry grinned, "I love it. In that case, I'll take two of everything."

As they finished their shopping, Harry suggested, "Now that we're done, let's head back to Fawcett Manor on the Knight Bus."

Mrs. Tucker hesitated, "Oh, I don't know, Harry. You two can take the bus, but I'll apparate back with Twinky."

Harry raised an eyebrow, "But Grandma, why don't you want to come with us?"

Mrs. Tucker explained, "I'm just not fond of the Knight Bus, dear. Besides, Twinky and I can apparate together."

Ginny chimed in, "Yeah, Mrs. Tucker, it's not every day you get to apparate with a house-elf."

Harry reluctantly agreed, "Okay, fine. But be careful, Grandma."

Mrs. Tucker smiled, "I will, dear. You two have fun on the bus. And don't forget to behave yourselves."

With a final goodbye, Mrs. Tucker and Twinky disappeared into thin air, leaving Harry and Ginny alone on the streets of London.

Ginny turned to Harry, "Well, looks like it's just us now. Shall we find the Knight Bus stop?"

As they stood alone on the streets of London, an idea suddenly struck Harry. He glanced at his watch and saw that it was 4:30. A sly grin spread across his face as he turned to Ginny, his cheeks flushing with excitement.

"Hey, Ginny, look at the time," Harry said, trying to sound nonchalant despite his blushing face. "Maybe we can have some time to ourselves in London?"

Ginny's eyes widened, and she too began to blush, thinking that maybe this could be a chance to salvage the date that had been ruined earlier in the morning.

"What did you have in mind, Harry?" Ginny asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Harry shrugged, trying to play it cool, but then he did something unexpected - he grabbed Ginny's hand, feeling a spark of electricity as their palms touched.

"I don't know, but I think we can call this a date," Harry said, surprising himself with the words.

Ginny's heart skipped a beat as she smiled, her hand feeling warm in Harry's grasp.

"I'd like that," Ginny replied, her voice filled with delight.

Without another word, Harry led Ginny to a quaint tea shop nearby, the sign reading "Mrs. Whistle's Tea Room". They entered, hand in hand, and were greeted by the cozy atmosphere and the aroma of freshly baked scones.

"Welcome to Mrs. Whistle's!" the shopkeeper chimed. "What can I get for you two lovebirds today?"

Harry and Ginny exchanged a glance, both of them grinning from ear to ear but blushing furiously.

As they sat together at the tea shop, Harry and Ginny found themselves lost in each other's eyes. Without a word, they both knew what they wanted to do. Harry reached out and gently took Ginny's hand, his fingers intertwining with hers.

"I love holding your hand," Harry said, his voice filled with sincerity.

Ginny smiled, her heart skipping a beat. "I love it too, Harry."

As they sat there, hands entwined, they both knew that this was what they wanted. They didn't need to say anything else; their hearts spoke a language all their own.

They sat in comfortable silence, sipping their tea and enjoying each other's company. The world around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in their own little bubble.

"I feel so happy when I'm with you, Ginny," Harry said, his eyes shining with happiness.

Ginny's heart fluttered. "I feel the same way, Harry."

As they finished their tea, Harry didn't let go of Ginny's hand. They just sat there, hands entwined, enjoying each other's presence.

"I don't want this to end," Harry said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Ginny smiled. "It doesn't have to, Harry."

As they finished their tea, Ginny turned to Harry and asked, "Where's Kluer? I haven't seen her all day."

Harry smiled and replied, "She's in my bag, sleeping. I think all the excitement of the shopping trip wore her out."

Ginny laughed. "Poor Kluer. She's not used to so much adventure."

Harry chuckled and stood up, holding out his hand to Ginny. "Shall we go? I want to show you Big Ben."

Ginny's eyes sparkled as she took his hand. "I'd love to see it."

As they left the tea shop, they walked hand in hand, their fingers clasped together. They hailed a taxi and gave the driver directions to Big Ben.

"Is Kluer okay in your bag?" Ginny asked, concerned.

"Yes, she's fine," Harry replied. "She's just sleeping. Don't worry, I've got her."

Ginny smiled and leaned into Harry as the taxi drove off towards Big Ben.

As Ginny leaned into Harry, resting her head on his shoulder, he felt a surge of happiness and contentment. He couldn't explain why, but being close to her felt right. He wrapped his arm around her, holding her close, and felt his heart swell with emotion.

Ginny, too, felt a deep sense of comfort and security as she snuggled into Harry's side. She didn't know why or how, but she wanted to be close to him. She felt safe and protected, and her eyelids grew heavy as she relaxed.

As the taxi drove on, Ginny slowly drifted off to sleep, her head still on Harry's shoulder. Harry started playing with her hair, gently twirling strands around his fingers. He couldn't help but smile at the sight of her peaceful face.

The driver, glancing in the rearview mirror, chuckled at the sight of the two young lovers. "Looks like you two are quite comfortable," he said with a grin.

Harry smiled, feeling a sense of joy and wonder. "We are," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper.

Ginny stirred slightly, murmuring something incoherent, and Harry tightened his hold on her. "Shh, sleep," he whispered, his lips brushing against her hair.

The driver chuckled again, shaking his head in amusement. "You two are something else," he said, focusing on the road ahead.

As the taxi pulled up to Big Ben, Harry gently shook Ginny awake. "Hey, we're here," he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear.

Ginny stirred, stretching and yawning. "Oh, I'm so sorry," she said, her voice still husky with sleep. "I didn't mean to fall asleep."

Harry smiled and helped her out of the taxi. "You were tired," he said. "Besides, it was cute."

Ginny blushed and playfully hit his arm. "Shut up," she said, laughing.

As they stood before Big Ben, Ginny gasped in awe. "It's so beautiful," she said, her eyes wide with wonder.

Harry grinned, feeling proud to show her this iconic landmark. "I told you it was magnificent," he said.

They stood there for a moment, taking in the sight of the towering clock tower. Then Harry turned to Ginny and said, "Want to take a closer look?"

Ginny nodded, and they walked hand in hand towards Big Ben, taking in its grandeur and history.

After admiring Big Ben, Harry and Ginny decided to grab a bite to eat at a nearby pizza shop. As they entered, Ginny's eyes widened in excitement. "What's that?" she asked, pointing to a steaming hot pizza.

Harry chuckled, delighted to explain. "That, my dear, is a pizza. It's a classic Muggle dish."

Ginny's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "I've never seen anything like it," she said, her voice full of wonder.

Just then, Kluer, who had been sleeping in Harry's bag, woke up and poked her head out. She spotted Harry and Ginny sitting at a table and meowed loudly, demanding attention. Harry laughed and pulled her out of the bag, setting her on his lap.

"Hey, Kluer," he said, scratching behind her ears. "We're getting pizza."

Ginny giggled as Kluer started purring contentedly on Harry's lap. "She's so adorable," she said.

Harry grinned, happy to share his love for pizza and his cat with Ginny. "I know, right? Okay, so pizza is basically a flatbread with toppings like cheese, sauce, and various meats or vegetables."

Ginny listened intently, asking questions and exclaiming over the different toppings. Harry was thrilled to see her so excited about trying something new. As they waited for their pizza to arrive, Harry couldn't help but feel grateful for this special moment with Ginny.

After enjoying their pizza, Harry and Ginny decided to end their day with a visit to Hyde Park's Serpentine lake. As they strolled along the water's edge, Ginny gasped in delight. "It's so beautiful!" she exclaimed.

The lake sparkled in the fading light, its calm waters reflecting the surrounding trees and flowers. Harry and Ginny found a quiet spot to sit, and Kluer, still on Harry's lap, began to purr contentedly.

"I love it here," Ginny said, snuggling into Harry's side. "It's so peaceful."

Harry wrapped his arm around her, feeling grateful for this perfect day. "I'm glad you like it," he said. "I wanted to share it with you."

As they sat there, watching the stars begin to twinkle overhead, Harry felt a deep sense of happiness. He knew that this day, this moment, was one he would treasure forever.

"It's been an amazing day, Harry," Ginny said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Harry smiled, his eyes locked on hers. "I know. I'll never forget it."

Kluer, sensing their emotions, nuzzled Harry's chest, purring softly. The three of them sat there, basking in the serenity of the lake, their hearts full of joy and contentment.

As the sunset cast its warm glow over the Serpentine lake, Harry and Ginny leaned in closer, their faces inches apart. They both felt a flutter in their chests, their hearts racing with anticipation.

"I feel like I'm melting into your eyes," Ginny whispered, her voice barely audible.

Harry's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled. "I know exactly what you mean," he replied, his voice low and husky.

Just as their lips were about to touch, Kluer meowed loudly, breaking the spell. Harry chuckled, his eyes never leaving Ginny's face. "I think Kluer has other plans," he said, grinning.

Ginny giggled, her cheeks flushing pink. "I think you're right," she replied, her eyes sparkling with mirth.

As they pulled back, Harry thought to himself, Maybe today isn't the day. Maybe we're not ready yet.

Ginny, too, was thinking the same. Maybe we're moving too fast. Maybe we need to wait.

But as they sat there, hands still touching, they both knew that their feelings were undeniable. They would get their moment, and when they did, it would be perfect.

Next Chapter is Acknowledging Feelings.

A/n: I hope You like it. Please ignore grammatical and spelling errors. Well , In my defence I already told you that they will be couple soon so why not a date ? Thanks for reading. § Hinny Forever § Please Review!!!