DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter

"But Harry and Ginny would make a lovely couple." Molly Weasley persisted to James and Lily Potter. The Potter's, Remus and Sirius had been having some afternoon tea with biscuits when Molly had barged in through the floo network and had started talking about Ginny and a marriage contract.

"My son is only 5." James exclaimed wondering how Molly even got into their home since she wasn't registered to be allowed in and when he can kick her out.

Molly smiled. "Yes, well, better get them acquainted at a young age, then they can grow to love each other." Lily pushed Harry behind her.

"I am not forcing my son to fall in love with anyone, now leave." James demanded, glaring at the Weasley patriarch.

"Ye, you filthy gold digger." Sirius said smirking with his usual mischievous glint in his eyes, planning what his next prank could be.

"Sirius, there was no need for that comment." Lily admonished.

"Thank you Lily." Molly thanked.

Lily looked at her confused. "I wasn't telling him off for you. I don't want Harry learning Sirius' language."

"Go away filfy gold digger." Harry said to Molly peeking out from behind Lily's legs.

Lily glared at Sirius who winced as if the force of Lily's glare was hurting him. "See Sirius, now look what you taught him!"

Sirius kneeled down beside Harry and whispered, "Harry you're saying it wrong, it's filthy, not filfy."

Harry nodded at Sirius and turned back to Molly. "Go away filthy gold digger!"

Molly looked at Harry, appalled. "Harry that is no way to speak to your future step-mother."

Sirius, Remus and James went to disagree but Lily beat them to it. "FURUTE STEP-MOTHER!? Who do you think you are speaking to MY son like that you filthy gold digger? My son will never marry your DAUGHTER!"

"Lily! Harry's here. Watch your language." Sirius smirked, admonishing Lily.

"Watch MY language?" Lily questioned, raising an eyebrow at Sirius. "You were just saying a minute ago she was a filthy gold digger, Sirius."

"Yes but I'm not a parent of a 5 year old child." Sirius explained.

"That 5 year old child would look even more amazing if he had my Ginny on his-"

"Don't you dare finish that sentence." James growled.

"What is she still doing here anyway?" Sirius wondered out loud.

Molly began explaining. "Sirius, I am your godson's future step-mother I-"

"YOU ARE NOT GOING TO B HIS STEP-MOTHER!" James roared, silencing the woman. "Harry is going to choose his own love of his life and I'll be damned if I let it be Ginny or anyone else who tries to force themselves into his life!"

Molly glared at Lord Potter. Why couldn't he just let Harry marry Ginny? She would make the work one way or another. "JAMES PO-"

"Didn't James already tell you to leave?" Remus said, speaking up from the sofa. His eyes gone amber from his anger. The woman needed to leave before his wolf came up front. Threatening his family is one thing but trying to force his cub into a marriage contract was making his wolf angry. "I'm sure he did. The door is that way and I hope it hits you on the way out."

"Geez, that woman, I tell you." Sirius huffed.

"I am still here." Molly said waving her hand.

"Why?" Remus questioned standing up and glaring at the woman.

"Go away filthy gold digger." Harry shouted at Molly.

"Way to go Harry." Sirius complimented, giving Harry a fist bump.

"Sirius, stop encouraging him." Lily admonished, glaring at Sirius…Again.

"Ginny would teach Harry how to be a proper gentlemen." Molly said, seeing her chance.

Remus glared at the woman. "I think we're doing just fine thanks." Remus growled.

"Remus." Sirius whispered. "If you don't speak to it, it will disappear."

"I am still here you know." Molly exclaimed.

James pointed to the door. "Go away, Harry will never, and I mean never, ever marry Ginny."

15 years later

The Vicar spoke to the church "Do you, Ginevra Weasley, take Harry James Potter to be your husband and share all his money and never have to worry about anything because you're marrying the boy-who-lived?"

"I do." Ginny said.

The Vicar turned to Harry. "Do you, Harry James Potter, take Ginevra Weasley to be your wife and share your money and fame with her? You will always be stuck…..always stuck…always."

"Harry wake up!" Lily shouted to Harry.

"No I do not!" Harry sat up and looked around and found himself in his room at Potter Mansion.

"Harry, are you okay?" James asked his son.

Harry breathed deeply in then let it out before answering. "I think so but I had the weirdest nightmare ever. I'm not married am I?"

Sirius smirked from the door way. "Nope. You're a single 20 year old."

Harry sighed and lay back down on his bed. "Thank Merlin."

By M.E