Chapter 3 : Their First Date!
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Harry and Ginny were woke up the next morning around seven or eight o’clock by Mrs. Weasley’s yells. The yells sounded like they were coming from up in Ron’s room. He evidently did not use the charm to lock his door. Suddenly, Harry remembered that he and Ginny had also forgotten to perform the lock charm on their door as well.
As quietly as they could, they got dressed and went downstairs. Luckily, they were the only ones in the kitchen. They sat down at the table. Instead of chairs, the Weasley kitchen table had benches for everyone to sit on. Harry straddled the bench and pulled Ginny up close to him.
“I hope Mum doesn’t realize that you and I slept together last night. It will be worse on me than it was on Ron. That is simply because I am the only girl and I am the baby of the family.”
“Don’t worry, Love. She won’t know unless Ron or Hermione tell her. I hope they will keep their mouths shut, because to tell the truth, I am terrified of your mother when she is angry,” Harry said, leaning his head on her shoulder and closing his eyes.
“Does that mean you are going to be afraid of me, if I ever get angry around you?”
“Well, let’s just hope I never make you that angry. That way, we will never have to know.”
“Sounds like a plan to me,” Ginny giggled. Both of their faces drained of color, when they heard Mrs. Weasley, still yelling at Ron and Hermione, coming towards the kitchen.
“I CAN NOT TELL YOU HOW ASHAMED OF YOU I AM, RONALD BILIUS WEASLEY! YOU BOTH ARE TOO YOUNG TO BE DOING THAT!”
“But, Mum! I love her and she loves me! Surely to Merlin, for the last year, you don’t think Hermione and I have been sleeping together! Because last night is only the second time we have slept together!”
“Ron, Love, you, I hate to say, are just making it worse on us!” Hermione hissed. Her face was just as red as Ron’s hair.
Ron’s eyes got wide and his face turned red, as he just realized what he had just said, to his own mother, of all people. Harry and Ginny was trying to hide their laughter at him. Ron narrowed his eyes at them.
“What are you two laughing at?” he hissed.
“Nothing, Ronald! Just learn when to keep your bloody mouth shut!” Ginny hissed right back.
Knowing that he did not have a comment to shoot back at his sister, Ron decided to sit down.
“Um, Mrs. Weasley? I was wondering if you would mind if Ginny and I went to Diagon Alley a little later? Or, maybe we can go to London.”
“Of course, Dear. What time did you want to go? I will help Ginny get ready, if she wants me to, that is.” Mrs. Weasley looked at Ginny.
“No offense, Mum, but if you would not mind, Hermione can help me.”
“Okay, Ginny. If that is what you want,” Mrs. Weasley said. Ginny noticed that her mother had a very sad look on her face.
“However, you can help us, if you want.”
“Well, it is what… one-forty-five, right now. I thought we would leave around three-thirty, if that is okay with you.”
“Yes, of course.”
Around three-thirty, Harry and Ginny were ready to go. Mrs. Weasley was in front of the fire place with the Floo powder in one hand and the couple’s cloaks in the other. Harry and Ginny decided to start at the Leaky Cauldron and go from there to London, maybe.
They decided to go through together, just to save time. They stepped out of the fire place in the Leaky Cauldron, said hello to Tom the bartender, and walked out of the pub, onto the streets of London.
“So, Mr. Potter, where are you taking me on this fine evening?”
“Well, Miss Weasley, I thought I would take you out to eat, and then I will let you decide what we do next. Is that okay with you?”
“It sounds delightful, Harry.” Ginny laced her fingers through Harry’s and smiled up at him. He smiled back at her and bent down to kiss her. She happily accepted his kiss.
“Harry, are you going to go back to school now that the war is over?”
“I might if Professor McGonagall will let me.”
“Oh, she will, you know she will, Harry.”
“Well, if you want, after we are done today, we can go home and send an owl to her. She may want me, Ron, and Hermione all to come back to school.”
“I hope she will let you all come back to school, especially you. I don’t think I would last another year without you. I will go crazy, if you are not allowed to go back with me,” Ginny said, while her head was laid on his shoulder.
“Don’t worry, Gin. If she doesn’t let me come back, then I will get a place in Hogsmeade. That way, you can at least come and visit me on the weekends. How does that sound?”
“Why don’t you do that anyway? We would have someplace private to go on the weekends, if we had our own place. I mean, if you had your own place,” Ginny said, while blushing.
“Ginny, are you wanting us to get married that bad?”
“It isn’t that, Harry. I just don’t want to spend another minute without you anymore. I have worked too hard to get you in my life, to lose you now.”
Harry and Ginny stopped in front of a restaurant. They had decided to order their food to go. Ginny wanted to eat in the park. Harry heartedly agreed with her. After eating and walking around the park for a few minutes, Ginny decided that she was tired, and wanted to go home.
They went back to the Leaky Cauldron. Harry told Ginny to go on back to the Burrow, that he would be come after he took care of some personal business in Diagon Alley.
He watched to make sure that she did go home. He then got in the fireplace, himself. He Flooed to Diagon Alley. Once he got into Diagon Alley, he went straight to a jewelry store that was there. The store was called Madame Nevaeh’s Jewelry for All Occasions. A bell jingled when Harry opened the door to the store.
“Hello, Dear. Welcome to Madame Nevaeh’s. How may I help you?”
“Um, I was looking for an engagement ring for my girlfriend.”
“Well, we may have exactly what you are looking for. If you will just follow me, I will show the rings to you. I have many different ones, so this may take a while.”
“That’s okay. When I see the perfect one, I will know it.”
Harry followed Madame Nevaeh towards the back of her store, where there were millions of different rings. Harry knew that he would probably be here for more than a few minutes. First, he decided, he would look at the diamond rings. If he did not find what he wanted there, he would look at the other rings.
Harry had not been looking for more than thirty minutes, when he found the perfect ring for Ginny. It was a sterling silver band that had all twelve months birthstones around it. He took the ring back to the front of the store.
“Oh, my goodness. I’m sorry, Mr. Potter. Can I offer you a special deal on that ring? I will engrave it with what ever you want at no extra charge.”
“Yes, ma’am. That would be nice. I would like that very much.”
Madame Nevaeh led Harry to the ring engraving machine. She held out her hand for the ring that was in Harry’s hand. He looked at it one more time, and placed it in Madame Nevaeh’s hand.
“Now, Mr. Potter, what would you like to have engraved on the inside of this ring?”
“Just put ‘HJP and GMW Together Forever.’ I believe she will know what it means.”
Madame Nevaeh silently engraved the message into the inside of the ring. When she was finished, she and Harry went back to the front of the shop. There, she sat the ring down on the counter, while she got a little black box to hold it.
“That will be twelve galleons, please.” Madame Nevaeh smiled.
“Thank you so much, Madame Nevaeh. I really appreciate you doing this for me.”
“It was my pleasure, Mr. Potter. Oh, when it gets closer to the wedding date, come back and I will give you a deal on the wedding bands. Congratulations, Mr. Potter.”
“Before I forget, can you please not mention to anyone that I was even here? I would like to have a chance to propose to my girlfriend, before the press ruins everything.”
“Yes, of course, Mr. Potter. You have my word, no one will know about this, until you decide to let the world know it. However, please do not forget what I said about the wedding bands, okay?”
With that, Harry paid Madame Nevaeh and walked out of her store. He turned left and went to the Leaky Cauldron. Once there, he went to the fire place, got a bit of Floo powder, stepped into the fire place, said his destination, threw down the powder, and was on his way.
Seconds later, Harry stepped out of the fireplace in the Burrow. He was surprised when he was not tackled to the ground by anyone, and he was glad for that. Actually, there was no one in the kitchen to welcome him back.
“Well, gee, I feel loved,” he muttered to himself with a small chuckle. He walked into the sitting room. Every one was sitting around, talking. Harry grinned. Ginny looked up and saw him.
“Harry!” She squealed as she launched herself into his arms, and she gave him a very long welcome home kiss. Harry knew right then and there that he would never stop loving her.
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