As Harry walked toward the home of his friends and the closest thing to a real family he ever had he could not help but become overwhelmed by a warm feeling deep inside. He was caught up with a wonderful feeling, of belonging, happiness and most importantly Love.
“Yes this is what I’m fighting for. This, this feeling is what makes it all worthwhile. All those sacrifices, all those deaths this is what they were for, so that places like this could exist”. Thought Harry as he reached the front door of the most fascinating house he had ever seen.
It was small but had several storeys added on top, extra bedrooms and stuff. Although it didn’t look like much when Harry looked at it he felt happy. It was surrounded by a large open space, with a large pond in the distant near a large area of forest. It also had a really large paddock area where the Weasley children, and on occasions Harry himself would engage in a friendly game of Quidditch, the most popular wizard sport.
Harry shook away his thoughts, feelings and memories and knocked on the front door and braced himself for what was about to come. Suddenly the door opened and Harry smiled just before a short and plump middle aged witch, with flaming red hair grabbed him into an almighty great hug, in which there was no escape.
“Oh Harry dear it is so good to see you”. Molly Weasley said whilst still hugging him as tightly as she could.
“Err hi Mrs Weasley. Do you think you could loosen your grip a little” Harry replied struggling to breathe. “I can’t breathe”.
“Oh my I am sorry dear. It is just so good to see you. Let me look at you. Still growing I see”.
“Yeah it is great to see you to. I’m really glad you invited me to stay. I really need the company right now”. Harry responded in a happy but bittersweet tone.
“It is our pleasure dear and please do call me Molly. How many more times will I have to tell you?”
“Sorry Mrs…Molly, err do you think we could go in”.
“Of course dear how silly of me. You’ll be staying in Percy’s old room dear so why don’t you run along make yourself at home whilst I’ll cook you something to eat. I’m afraid that none of the kids are at home but they will be back soon”. Said Molly as she ushered Harry in and up the stairs.
Harry ran up the stairs and into what was Percy’s old room and slumped against the bed. He just lay there not thinking about anything when suddenly his revere was interrupted by a light tap on his door. He dashed up and called “come in”.
The door opened and the most beautiful girl walked in before running up a grabbing Harry into another enormous hug.
“Oh Harry it’s so good to see you. How are you?”
“Gin I’m fine. How are you? I’ve missed you so much! Harry said as a wave of happiness hit him.
“Really?” Ginny replied sounding surprised.
“Yeah of course I have. I haven’t stopped caring about you. It’s just…”
“It’s ok Harry I understand you need to do what you need to do. I care about you do” she said before moving back slightly, and then leaned forward to plant a light kiss on his lips.
“Ginny don’t please. I can’t handle this now.” Harry pleaded.
“I don’t care Harry. If I want to kiss you I will. You are my world, I haven’t seen you since the day we came back from Hogwarts. And you expect me not to want to kiss you!! Well I’ll tell you this Mr Harry James Potter you can’t control what I do. Do you understand?” she yelled at him.
“I’m sorry Gin, it’s just that I did this for a reason and you doing that make it so much harder. I can’t afford to let my feelings for you get in the way of what I need to”.
“NOW YOU LISTEN TO ME!! IF IS SO HARD FOR YOU THEN DON’T DO IT. I’M GOING TO BE A BLOODY TARGET ANYWAY. I’M GOING TO BE ALONGSIDE YOU WHETHER WE ARE TOGETHER OR NOT! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?” roared Ginny.
“I know I’m sorry I should have realised. You Ron, Neville, Luna and Hermione will be there. Always are. I know I can count on you. But I don’t need any distractions right now. And despite it all you are a distraction.”
“Humph”. Ginny retorted as she stormed out of his room leaving Harry alone with his thoughts again.
“Shit”. Why do I do it? I don’t need this now. Damn look at me crying over it. But then he smiled at how god darn sexy she was when she was angry. And suddenly Harry Potter was laughing hysterically on his bed for the first time in months.
He was interrupted by his two best mates, one a tall lanky freckled boy with short red hair and a small witch with long bushy hair who had entered the room with perplexed looks on their faces.
“Erm Harry, is everything ok mate?” The boy asked nervously.
Harry looked up at his two best mates and smiled.
“Oh hiya Ron, Hi Hermione. Yeah I’m fine feel loads better now. What about you two? Everything ok?”
“Yeah we’re fine Harry” replied Hermione, “what were you laughing out?”
“Nothing” he shrugged “really just thinking about something don’t know what came over me.”
“Well come on mate dinners ready so we better get going. I’m starving!!”
“RON” yelled both Harry and Hermione in unison.
“What I’m a growing boy” asked a bewildered Ron.
The trio walked down the stairs talking about nothing in particular until they arrived in the kitchen. Ron and Hermione quickly went to the table but Harry was frozen. As he walked in he saw Ginny sitting next to Fleur Delacour laughing and joking as if nothing happened and at that moment as he watched them he realised he was in love.
“Here Harry come sit down and tuck in” Mr Weasley said.
“Oh yeah thanks” he said as he sat down.
“Hello ‘arry eets nice to see you again” came the silky voice of Fleur.
“Hi there Fleur, good to see” you as she quickly pecked him on both cheeks. “all ready for the wedding?”
“Yes thanks a little nervous though.”
Dinner was lovely the group which included Mr and Mrs Weasley, Bill and Fleur, Charlie, the twins Fred and George, Ron, Hermione and Ginny. Everyone had a laugh and a joke until it was late and soon everyone had gone to bed to get ready for the big day.
A/N please read and review, this is my first story so a little encouragement is needed. Thanks for reading.
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