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Tuesday, December 11th, 2001

Nott Cottage

It's freezing, all the leaves are gone from the trees in the surrounding area; all that's left is several feet of snow covering everything in sight.

The pure white powder crunched under the black leather boots of the ginger haired girl that was currently trekking across it-frowning slightly as her feet sunk into it with every step she took.

A icy wind blew across her, her hair obeying its whims and fancies, and her thick, woollen beige scarf whipped out to the side. She pulled part of it up and over her mouth, tucking it closer around her throat.

She's wearing a emerald green knit dress with sleeves that come just past her elbows, a pair of black tights, and there are beige knit gloves on her hands.

Her hair is brushing her lower back now, much longer than it was a few years prior.

She stared up at the sky now, light grey clouds almost blending into the sky. A thick fog came out of her nostrils as she breathed out heavily. She watched as a light snowfall fell, felt a snowflake land on her face, and it was definitely in her hair.

So much has changed in the last few years. Harry and Luna are married, as are Blaise and Daphne, Draco and Hermione. Neville and Hannah are engaged, Ron and Padma are dating. Gwen and Charlie are still dodging the relatives that insist they get hitched, though they don't know that Gwen is a few months pregnant, Ginny mused.

Gwen had come to her a few weeks ago to tell her the joyous news and asked Ginny if she wanted to be the Godmother; Ginny of course had thrown herself at Gwen with mirth in her eyes and had held fast to the older witch.

Hermione and Draco's baby was born a couple months ago, and she's the sweetest little thing, Hermione's eyes and Draco's hair. Blaise's prediction about blonde, curly haired Malfoys seems to be true, Ginny laughs to herself.

They see plenty of their friends since they all spend so much time at Nott Cottage, it's like they never moved out. Their floo networks are always open to each other's homes-which had led to some interesting evenings. At least Blaise didn't drink anywhere near as much Firewhisky as he used to.

Ginny hears the front door creak open behind her and she spun around, and then there he was in front of her. Her wizard.

Ginny sauntered over to him, grabbing the front of his black jumper and pulling herself flush against him. He hadn't shaved in a couple weeks so he had a lot of scruff across his cheeks at the moment, that gave him a rugged look that she was quite enjoying, his piercing blue eyes dance with happiness as he looks down at her, and his dark chocolate brown curls are just long enough to cover the tips of his ears.

"Teddy."

"Red."

"Ready for tomorrow?" Ginny asked with a smirk.

"Are you?" Theo shot back with a smile, wrapping his arms around her lower back and drawing her into him, picking her up slightly, so that she was on her tiptoes.

"Well if we could elope and not worry about all the fuss that's going to happen tomorrow, that would be fantastic," Ginny teased. She knew her Mother would have a fit and faint to say the least. Her wrath would one to behold, and one Ginny didn't wish to incur if she needn't.

"Ah, but then that would go against all the rules," Theo said nonchalantly, but the corners of his lips twitched upwards.

"Rules? When do I ever follow the rules?" Ginny cocked an eyebrow, pulling back and pushing him playfully. Theo's eyebrows rose, as if she was instigating a challenge with that small shove.

Ginny grinned before wriggling out of his arms, running around him and into the house, legs pumping as she tried to get into their bedroom. Before she could close the door however, he was right there.

Ginny backed away slowly, chest rising and falling, and Theo closed the door with his foot, leaning back against it, and watching her through half-hooded eyes.

Ginny grinned wickedly when she surged forward, hands sliding upwards to bury her fingers in his hair. Theo's hands were on her arse, and he picked her up. Her knees bumped into the wood harshly, and it was a bit jarring, and she paused for a second.

"You alright?" Theo murmured, squeezing her arse when she didn't respond.

"Grand," Ginny hummed, shaking her head, and then ducking back in for another searing kiss, her tongue swiping across his bottom lip, seeing entrance to his mouth.

Theo tasted like chocolate chip cookies, and Ginny smirked at that-it meant he had snuck a couple even though she told him to leave them alone for now. His smoky, woodsy smell was wrapping her in its embrace and she sighed happily into the kiss.

Ginny tightened her legs around his waist as Theo moved forward, one of his hands held out to guide him as they stumbled into the bathroom.

They hastily helped rid each other of their clothes: Theo pulling off Ginny's boots, and then peeling off her tights whilst pressing chaste kisses along her leg, Ginny hurriedly tugged her dress up and over her head, her fingers deftly working at Theo's belt as he rid himself of his jumper, kicking off his own boots at the same time.

Ginny grasped Theo's face and kissed him deeply as he bent-double and pulled his jeans down and off of his body.

Ginny let out a merry squeal when Theo tugged her back into him, his hands around her back and working to divest her of her brasserie, making a triumphant noise when the clasp came undone. She let go of him long enough to take the straps off, and then she tugged on his hands and walked him back towards the tub, stopping to rip her socks off, stepping backwards into the tub in only her knickers.

Theo stepped in after her with his boxers on, and Ginny reached around him to close the curtain. Theo stepped forward and caged her against the wall with his forearms, pressing some of his weight against her.

Ginny moaned lightly as she reached down in between their bodies and rubbed at his bulge through his boxers. Giggling when he growled, and then leant down to nip greedily at her body lip. She rolled her body forward, her taut nipples rubbing across his abdomen. She caught her bottom lip between her teeth.

They had paused, breathing as one, staring into each other's eyes-ice blue met warm blue-and then Theo reached out and turned on the water; which of course was icy, and caused Ginny to let out a sharp noise in surprise.

A hearty laugh erupts from Theo's mouth, rumbling from deep in his gut as he dunks his head under the spray, turning the knob so that it's towards the hot side now.

Ginny shoves him, hard, but laughs as he steps back under the water, grabbing her and pulling her with him.

"I love you, Red," Theo said as he ducked his head and kissed her, the water running along his face and down his chin, trickling along the edges of their lips.

"I love you too, Teddy," Ginny responded in between kisses. Gasping when Theo pushed her panties aside and let a finger tease at her folds.

Fumbling fingers made quick work of their remaining clothing, tossing it out of the shower without care, and it landed in a soaked pile on the tiles, the water leaking out and forming a puddle around the fabric.

Theo lips were right against Ginny's, but they weren't kissing, not yet. Ginny's back was pressed against the cool tile as the hot spray ran along the length of their bodies.

Theo reached down with one hand, and gripped his cock, sliding his hips forward, and his cock moved between her folds. Ginny gasped sharply when his finger purposefully brushed her clit.

"Baby, fuck me. Please," Ginny breathed, fingers delving into Theo's curls and gripping them painfully.

"Bloody hell, I love you so much baby," Theo groaned as he slowly slid his cock into her pussy. Ginny's nails scraped along Theo's scalp and she whimpered lightly.

Theo pulled back slightly, and then plunged back into her depths.

That was when he kissed her, one hand moving to grip under her thigh and to bring it up to wrap around his waist, the other was on her back, pulling her flush against him.

Theo's moans as he moved in and out of Ginny were some of her favourite sounds, and she rolled her hips to meet his, sloppily kissing his neck, her thighs quivering and she let out a shuddering moan when he fisted a hand into her hair, pulling on it so her neck was then exposed to him, and he nipped at her pulse point.

It was all fire and heat as they moved together, as if they were one, as they came undone in each other's arms. Between panted breaths, they whispered words of affection, and commands for what they both wanted.

Ginny saw spots, and one of her hands dug into Theo's back as she came, her legs almost giving out, Theo's loud moan in her ear.

Her entire body was trembling, and she pressed a gentle kiss to his nose, "you sure we can't elope?"

Theo's warm chuckle caused her to start grinning, "no, love. We can't elope."

"I love you, Theodore Nott," Ginny smirked, face scrunching up with happiness when he kissed her forehead.

"I love you too, Ginevra Weasley...soon to be Nott," Theo said cheekily.

Yes, soon to be Nott, Ginny thought joyously.

After that, they helped each other shower, scrubbing each other's backs and shampooing and conditioning the other's hair.

Half an hour later, Ginny had a towel wrapped around her body as she brushed out some tangles in her hair, with a slight frown on her face. Theo-who had just pulled a warm, white jumper with a emerald 'T' on the front over his head, his fingers moving to adjust the drawstring on his pyjama bottoms.

"What?"

"I was just wondering what was the first thing you noticed about me-" Ginny murmured, "-not that's important or anything...I was just curious."

"That's easy, Red. You should know that," Theo smiled, sitting on the edge of their bed, rubbing his head with a small, fluffy towel to dry his damp curls, one eye closed.

Ginny strode over to him, and he scooted backwards far enough for her to sit in his lap, "really now? What was it?"

"It was your ginger hair."

Fin

I swear, I'm not crying *sniffs*

Seriously, thank you all. I have plenty of other stories in case you are interested in reading anything else I've written. I am so glad that I got to share this with all of you, and all of your support has been amazing.

Indieblue xxx

Monday, November 28th, 2016.

It Was Her Ginger Hair ;)