Part 2 – Revelations.

Just over a week after the hotel incident, it was Ginny's birthday and Harry had organised a big party for all her friends and family. Ron and Lavender still didn't know what to make of what Lavender had witnessed, and they had no idea if they should have a quiet word with either Harry or Hermione. While they both wanted an explanation, they were both wary of causing trouble with the pair. If there was an innocent explanation, it might cause problems if Harry and Hermione thought the couple believed them capable of having an affair. In the end the couple had decided to wait until after Ginny's birthday before they spoke to someone about what they had seen.

Harry had gone all out for Ginny's birthday, he'd hired the ballroom and gardens of a large hotel and ensured there was a full spread of food available. There was also a DJ playing all of Ginny's favourite songs. He'd even booked the couple into one of the suites for the night, before the second part of her present kicked in the following day.

"Wow, this doesn't seem like the actions of a man whose cheating on his wife," Lavender whispered to Ron as they entered the party. "Harry's clearly gone to a lot of trouble to make tonight perfect."

"Or it's a sign of his guilty conscience," Ron replied quietly. He hated to think his best friend would cheat on his sister, but Ron had asked Harry about the afternoon he disappeared a few times and his friend was definitely being evasive.

"You don't really think he's cheating, do you?" Lavender asked.

"I just don't know, Lav," Ron sighed. "But let's forget about it for tonight. I don't want to ruin Ginny's night."

Putting their doubts about Harry to one side the couple made their way over to where Harry and Ginny were greeting their guests. Behind them was a table stacked with presents people were bringing for the birthday girl.

"Happy Birthday, Gin," Ron said, giving his sister a hug and handing over the present he and Lavender had bought.

"Thanks guys," Ginny replied, smiling at her brother and future sister-in-law as Harry stacked the presents with the others.

"Are any of the others here yet?" Lavender asked, looking around for signs of their friends. She could spot a few of Ginny's family, but none of their friends.

"I think they might be outside with the alcohol tent," Harry chuckled. "Neville and Luna are definitely here, as are Dean, Seamus and Parvati and Padma. I don't think I've seen any of the Slytherins yet."

Since Hermione had gotten together with Draco, his Slytherins friends had intermingled into their group. While Pansy Parkinson could still be a bit frosty at times, the others were actually a good laugh when you got to know them.

"Blaise is here," Ginny offered. "He arrived while you were talking to George," She told her husband. "As soon as I mentioned alcohol in the garden he disappeared."

"Are you sure you didn't mention the Patil twins?" Harry laughed. "We all know how desperate he is to add twins to his notches on his belt."

"I thought he achieved that last month," Ron said. "Didn't he come back from France claiming he'd slept with twins?"

"He did," Ginny nodded. "But Draco happened to know that they weren't actually twins. Blaise was so drunk that he was seeing double and it was just one girl."

Ron and Lavender laughed along with Harry and Ginny at the story. After a few more minutes of chattering Ron and Lavender headed off out into the garden to find Blaise himself, out of all of the Slytherins he was the most outrageous and he was always good for a laugh. While Ron and Lavender began to mingle, Harry and Ginny remained in the ballroom to greet the rest of the guests.

Less than five minutes after Ron and Lavender had departed for the garden, Hermione and Draco arrived. While Draco was wishing Ginny a happy birthday and giving her the present the couple had bought, Harry pulled Hermione off to the side.

"Do you have it?" He asked.

"Of course." Hermione made sure Ginny wasn't looking before she reached into her bag and pulled out a small box, which she promptly handed to Harry. "It's just needs enlarging to its normal size."

"Did you get everything?" Harry asked as he enlarged the box and snuck it onto the table with the rest of Ginny's presents.

"I did," Hermione replied. "She should have everything she needs, and then some. I may have gotten a bit carried away. If I've spent too much just let me know and I can pay for some of it myself."

"It'll be fine, Hermione," Harry reassured his friend. "Thank you for doing it for me."

"It's my pleasure," Hermione smiled at her friend and gave him a peck on the cheek before wandering over to speak to Ginny properly.

While Draco and Hermione were still talking to the couple the remainder of the guests arrived, meaning Harry and Ginny could finally head off and enjoy the party. The couple immediately headed off into the gardens, which was where they found their friends dotted all across the large lawn.

After a couple of hours of drinking, dancing and having a great time with their friends, Harry announced it was time for Ginny to open her presents. Everyone decamped to the ballroom, where the present table was located. After sitting Ginny down beside the table, Harry proceeded to hand her presents one at a time.

Ginny's vast array of presents from her friends and family consisted of jewellery, perfume, clothes, shopping vouchers, and much more. Eventually there was only one present left, the one off Harry. Harry handed her the box he'd placed on the table earlier and an envelope.

"Open the envelope first," He instructed his wife.

Ginny ripped into the envelope, finding a piece of parchment confirming a hotel booking in the Seychelles for two weeks. Looking at the date, Ginny was confused to discover the booking started the following day.

"Do you not like it?" Harry asked, spotting the frown on his wife's face.

"I love it, but we can't go away tomorrow," Ginny said. "We both have work."

"Actually we don't," Harry said. "I've organised everything. I've got two weeks holiday, and so do you. I've spoken to your boss at the Daily Prophet and he was more than happy to give you the time off."

Ginny turned to a witch who was a colleague on the paper and her friend confirmed that she had the next two weeks off. After starting off as a professional Quidditch player when she left school, Ginny had become a quidditch reporter a year ago when an injury brought a premature end to her promising career. At the time Ginny had been devastated to lose her career, but she actually loved her new job as a reporter and it was also going to make having children much easier. Now she and Harry could start a family whenever they wanted and Ginny didn't have to worry about it ending her career.

"I'm thrilled you've organised this Harry, and I really appreciate the gesture, but we can't just leave on such short notice," Ginny said. "There's no way I can pack for a fortnight before tomorrow."

"I've sorted that as well," Harry grinned. "Open up your other present."

Ginny opened the box that was on her knee and pulled out a deep purple travelling bag. Opening it up she found it packed to the brim with clothes and accessories. No doubt the bag was enchanted to hold more than it would appear and Ginny had no doubt that everything she would want over the next fortnight was in the bag.

"Harry, this is brilliant," Ginny grinned, pulling out a top and nodding appraisingly at it. "And your taste in clothes is brilliant. From the looks of things, this is the sort of stuff I would buy for myself."

"I can't take credit there," Harry admitted. "Hermione went to the shops for me. She bought the bag and everything in it. So if there's anything missing, blame her."

"Hey," Hermione protested with a smile. "That was a massive favour I've done you. I took time out of my busy schedule to go and spend your money."

"That's what you were doing in the hotel," Lavender suddenly gasped, realisation dawning on her. "You were discussing the surprise for Ginny."

"And that explains why you wouldn't tell me where you were last week," Ron added to Harry. "You didn't want to tell me what you were planning in case I mentioned it to Lavender."

"Yeah," Harry nodded. "Sorry Lavender, I wasn't being horrible. I just know you get excited and sometimes speak without thinking, and I wanted this to be a total surprise."

Lavender reassured Harry she wasn't the slightest bit offended by his efforts to keep the secret from her, she would fully admit she often spoke without thinking. She'd actually known about Harry going to propose to Ginny, but a few days before he'd actually done it she was talking to Ginny and mentioned something about the wedding. A couple of months ago she'd also managed to accidentally tell the whole family George's wife Angelina was expecting a baby, after she bumped into the couple coming out of the hospital.

"What's this about a hotel though?" Harry asked.

"Last week, you and Hermione were meeting up at The Eagle's Nest hotel on Thursday afternoon," Lavender said.

"No, we weren't," Harry shook his head in bewilderment. "On Thursday afternoon I was still sorting everything. I wanted to be sure I could get Ginny the time off work before actually booking anything. I didn't tell Hermione about the holiday until earlier this week. And I haven't even heard of The Eagle's Nest hotel."

"It's a nice little place on the outskirts of London," Blaise piped up. "I've been once or twice with some of my lady friends. The rooms are quite nice, although the beds could do with being a bit bigger."

Ignoring Blaise's less than helpful comments, Lavender frowned in confusion. "But I saw Hermione in reception. She clearly said she had a booking in the name of Potter and the receptionist said Mr Potter had already booked in."

"I don't know what you saw Lavender, but I was not in that hotel," Harry said. "Tell her, Hermione."

"Harry's right, he wasn't in the hotel," Hermione said.

"But you were," Parvati said, jumping in to defend her best friend. "We both saw you. And you were acting suspicious."

"You're right, I was there," Hermione sighed in defeat. "And I did say the booking was in the name Potter."

"And what about Mr Potter who was waiting upstairs?" Ron questioned. "Who the hell was he?"

"That would be me," Draco volunteered. "I booked the room in the name Potter."

"Why?" Ron asked. "I just don't understand."

"It's just a bit of fun," Draco shrugged. "Every now and again when I have a few free hours on an afternoon, I'll book into a small hotel using a false name. I then send Hermione a message and she comes to meet me."

"If you're just meeting up for sex, why not go home?" Ginny questioned. "You have a gorgeous big house."

"This is more exciting," Hermione answered. "I always make sure I'm wearing sunglasses or an oversized hat, just to give the impression I'm trying to hide my identity. It's quite funny to see the hotel staff giving each other knowing smirks as they all think I'm off for an illicit meeting with my lover."

"You two are hilarious," Blaise laughed at his best friend and his wife. "I can't believe you use Potter's name to play your little games."

"We don't just use his name," Draco smirked. "I just pick a name at random. We've used Weasley, Zabini, Nott, Brown and plenty more. In fact we use any name but Malfoy."

"I'm fairly sure we've used everyone's name at least once," Hermione added.

"Anyway, you can't tell me you've never checked into a hotel using a false name," Draco said to his best friend. "Half the time you don't even give the witch you're with your real first name."

"You're right, I usually check in as Malfoy," Blaise grinned.

"You use my name to check into hotels," A stunned Draco declared.

"It's just a bit of fun," Blaise shrugged as everyone laughed at Draco's indignation. It was rather funny that he was so bothered about Blaise using his name, when he used other peoples on a regular basis. "Besides, it's not as if I leave you with the bill. I always pay upfront."

"That's not the point," Draco said. "Why use my name?"

"It surprising what perks you can get using the name Malfoy," Blaise replied.

"Enough about Blaise and his adventures," Ginny called. "I want to hear more about Draco and Hermione's little games. How exactly does it work? Do you make sure you look like the person whose name you're using? And if so, how do you pick which Weasley to use?"

"That last part's obvious," George called. "If they're using a Weasley for their fantasies, it's going to be me. I'm the best looking one in this family."

"We don't use anyone. We look exactly like ourselves," Hermione answered. "And George, if we were to use a Weasley for a bit of role play, it would be Charlie not you. Your older brother is pretty hot," She added mischievously, causing George to pout at her and laughter to ripple round the guests.

"But doesn't anyone recognise you arriving at the hotel?" Harry asked Draco. "You're fairly distinctive, and both you and Hermione are in the papers a fair bit."

"I usually just darken my hair with a temporary glamour charm," Draco answered. "I've always removed them by the time Hermione arrives."

"Although it's actually pretty surprising how easy it is to go around unnoticed," Hermione remarked. "A pair of sunglasses or a hat make me virtually unrecognisable to the hotel staff. I also make sure to wear something a bit tighter or shorter than normal as well. The only way someone's going to recognise me, is if they know me."

"Like we did," Lavender said.

"And even then, I wasn't a hundred percent sure it was you," Parvati added. "Without Lavender to confirm it was you, I might not have been sure."

"See, it's all very simple to have a bit of fun," Draco smirked.

"But does it make the sex spicier?" Ginny questioned. "Does the fact you're sneaking around in a hotel room in the middle of the afternoon, spice things up a bit?"

"Firstly the sex between us is always amazing," Draco answered with a satisfied grin. "But it does add a bit of extra excitement to proceedings."

"Do you think we can try it sometime?" Ginny whispered to her husband. "It sounds like fun."

"We can try it if you want," Harry told his wife. "But for now, let's get on with the party."

Ginny nodded and raising her voice back to a normal level, she announced it was time to carry on having fun. As the music started back up again the guests began to disperse, but Ginny grabbed onto Hermione as Draco was pulled away by Harry and a few of the other lads. Ginny wanted to know more about these secret assignations Hermione and Draco indulged in. If she and Harry were going to give it a whirl she wanted to be sure they were doing it right.

The End.