Disclaimer: I hate writing these things, but if I don't, I'll get sued. So here
it goes… I own nothing except for the plot and Michael. Everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling.
Chapter 17
"Ginny!" Harry gasped. He could not believe what he was seeing. Ginny was standing in front of him in her wedding dress, but was drenched from the rain.
"I can't do it, Harry!" Ginny sobbed and then fell into his arms crying.
Harry, not knowing exactly what to say, decided to first calm her down. "Shh, calm down, Gin. I'm sure that everything is going to be ok," he said while rubbing her back.
"No it's not! Nothing is ever going to be ok!!!"
"Why don't you tell me what happened? What has you so upset?"
All Ginny managed to say was, "Michael…"
"What about Michael?" Harry asked. Then, a horrible thought pooped into Harry's head, so he lowered his face so that he could see right into Ginny's teary eyes. "Did that son of a bitch hurt you? I swear, if he laid a single finger on you, I'll kill him!"
"No! Michael would never hurt me!" Ginny quickly said. By looking into Ginny's eyes, Harry could tell that she was telling the truth so his fear died down. However, Harry still wanted to know what had Ginny so upset.
"Then why are you here, on your wedding day, crying?" he asked.
"I can't go through with the wedding," Ginny cried.
Harry's heart leapt for joy. From what Ginny had just said, Harry could see a future for him and Ginny again. Then, he asked the million-dollar question. "Why?"
"Because," Ginny replied. She then pulled away from Harry and walked past him into his house. Harry followed her in and closed the door. Ginny had already seated herself on one of the couches.
"Not that I'm not happy about you not wanting to marry Michael, because I'm ecstatic about it, but there's got to be a reason for you so suddenly not wanting to marry him," Harry said as he sat down on a couch next to her.
"Why does there have to be a reason?!? I just don't want to marry the guy!!" Ginny exclaimed.
"Yeah, but no matter how much I hate to admit this, you love him."
"So?"
"So?? How can you say that, Gin? You take love very seriously. Now I know that there's something you're not telling me!"
"No, there isn't," Ginny said looking at her hands.
"Why didn't you look me in the eyes when you said that?"
"So, you don't trust me now?" Ginny said still avoiding Harry's eyes.
"I do trust you, but whenever you don't look me in the eyes when saying something, you're lying," Harry said and then added, "You always were a terrible liar."
Ginny laughed, "You would think that I would have learned how to lie from Fred and George. Yet, I can't lie to save my life." She then laughed some more.
Harry took her hands into his own and said, "But seriously, Ginny, why don't you tell me the reason why you suddenly don't want to marry Michael?"
Ginny had to turn her gaze away from pools of emerald green that were looking at her with great concern. She still could never trust herself when looking into them. She would say whatever was on her mind, and that was something she did not want to do now.
Harry dropped her hands, put his hands around her face, and turned her head so that she had to look at him. "You can tell me anything. I just want to help you."
Ginny had stared into Harry's love filled eyes for too long. She just blurted out everything that was bothering her. "I'm scared that if I marry Michael, you'll be angry with me and never speak to me again!"
"I would never let that happen, Gin! You're too important to me for me to just kick you out of my life!"
Ginny's eyes that had just dried up, once again got teary when she heard this. "Really?"
"Of course! You honestly thought that I would stop speaking to you?" Ginny nodded. "Oh, Gin, come here," Harry said and then pulled her into a tight hug. "I would never do that," he whispered into her ear.
"You promise?" Ginny asked.
"Promise."
"Good because I don't know what I would do without you."
Harry tightened his hold on her. "Gin?"
"Yes, Harry?"
"You still want to marry Michael, don't you?" he said letting go of the grasp he had on her.
Ginny looked him in the eyes and said, "I do, Harry, but look at the time. The wedding is supposed to start in 15 minutes!"
"So? You can just apparate there."
"Looking like this? I'm a wreck, Harry!"
"Well," Harry surveying all that had to be fixed up, "I'm no expert, but I think a quick dry spell should do the trick."
"Oh, Harry, you're a genius!" Ginny squealed as she threw her arms around him.
"Not really. I just know how to handle a crisis. Now, stand still while I do this so the spell works right."
"Ok."
Harry took out his wand and gave it a little wave saying, "Quikimus dryus."
Instantly, Ginny was dry. "But my hair and dress are still ruined."
"No problem. I can fix that. Reparus totalus!" Harry said while waving his wand.
Everything that had been out of place went back to where it belonged. Harry's mouth fell open when he saw how beautiful Ginny looked. She had her hair up in loose curls that made her look very elegant. It appeared that she had also enchanted her hair so that it shimmered. Her dress was form fitting on the top and belled out on the body. It was strapless and had a very long train. It, too, shimmered. To complete the look, she had a tiny tiara on and some light make up. She looked like a goddess to Harry.
"How do I look?" Ginny asked while twirling around.
Harry, still stunned by the beauty of Ginny, said in a whisper, "Beautiful…"
"Thank you," Ginny said blushing due to Harry's obvious astonishment.
Harry looked at his watch. It was nearing she's going to be late. "You better get going, Gin."
Ginny looked at the clock on the wall and winced. "I didn't realize it was so late!"
"I'll see you later then. Congratulations, Ginny."
"Aren't you coming?"
Harry rubbed his neck uneasily. "I don't think Michael would appreciate my being there."
"He owes you now. You helped his fiancée get there on time," Ginny said.
"I don't know," Harry said shifting nervously.
"Please, Harry!"
"I'm not even dressed properly!"
"You're a wizard, Harry. (A/N - Hehe, Steph. I had to write that!) You can go upstairs and use a spell that will only take 2 seconds for you to change."
Harry ran out of excuses. "Fine. I'll be right back." Harry made his way upstairs and came down in a minute or two.
"Great! Now let's get going!" Ginny said clapping her hands as if she was a coach giving a pep talk.
Two seconds later, they were at the Magical Love wedding hall. Harry could hear the noise of many people talking to each other. Someone rushed over and hugged Ginny.
"You had us worried sick! Where were you??" a frantic Mrs. Weasley asked while hugging Ginny.
"I'm fine, Mum. I just had to invite one last guest," Ginny said pulling out of the hug and motioning towards Harry.
"I didn't even see you, Harry. It's nice to see you again," Mrs. Weasley said.
"Nice to see you, too, Mrs. Weasley," Harry said.
Mrs. Weasley's attention then turned back to Ginny. "Ginny, you need to get your bouquet. The ceremony is about to begin."
"Could you go get it for me, Mum. I just want to say something to Harry quickly," Ginny said.
Mrs. Weasley nodded and left to where Harry assumed the bouquet was. While Harry was still watching Mrs. Weasley walk away, Ginny pulled him into a hug.
"Thank you so much for everything, Harry."
"No problem, Gin," Harry said. He then whispered into her ear, "If you ever need anything, call me. I'll drop whatever I'm doing and help you. I love you, Gin. Always remember that."
Harry then walked into the hall without saying anything else. He looked for Hermione and Ron. He only noticed them when he heard baby Landon call out, " 'Arry!" Hermione and Ron turned around and smiled. Hermione then put Landon on her lap and motioned for Harry to take his seat. Harry walked over and sat down.
"Harry, do Michael and Ginny know you're here?" Hermione asked.
"Michael, no. Ginny, yes. She just invited me while she was at our house," Harry replied.
"She was at our house? When?" Ron asked.
"She showed up just a few minutes after you left."
"What happened?"
"Nothing really. We talked for a little bit and then I helped her fix herself up so that she could get here to marry Michael."
"You helped her?!?" Hermione asked. She then lowered her voice and added, "But you love her, Harry!"
"Part of loving someone is letting them go so that they can be happy," Harry said, "Now we have to be quiet. The ceremony's about to begin."
About a minute later, the music started and the procession into the church began. The bridal march then began and everyone stood up. As Ginny walked in, there were murmurs throughout the congregation about how beautiful she looked. As she walked by where Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Landon were sitting, she smiled at Harry. Harry gave what he hoped was an encouraging smile in return.
Hermione leaned over and whispered to Harry, "I'm proud of you, Harry."
Harry just grinned back. He then turned back to the front of the hall where Michael and Ginny were now standing together holding hands. Harry had to take a double take when he saw the minister. He let out a small laugh when he realized that what he had seen was correct; Dumbledore was the minister.
The ceremony began, but Harry really wasn't paying too much attention. He kept looking around the room to see how it was decorated. He noticed that there were a lot of yellow roses. Harry figured that Ginny had requested these. She always said that yellow roses were her favorite because they represented friendship and friendship was very important to her.
Harry's attention returned to the ceremony only when Dumbledore asked for everyone's undivided attention.
"I have been asked by Ginny to read a passage from a Muggle Bible that is very important to her. I ask that everyone please pay attention, for this passage is very important," Dumbledore said. Harry got the feeling that Dumbledore had been staring at him the whole time.
Dumbledore then continued, "It reads, 'I may be able to speak the languages of human beings and even of angels, but if I have no love, my speech is no more than a noisy gong or a clanging bell. I may have the gift of inspired preaching; I may have all knowledge and understand all secrets; I may have all the faith needed to move mountains - but if I have no love, I'm nothing. I may give away everything I have, and even give up my body to be burned - but if I have no love, this does me no good. Love is patient and kind; it is not jealous or conceited or proud…"
"I thought I could trust you! You said that you were over him!!" Michael had once yelled this at Ginny. (A/N - Anything that says, "Michael had once said" or "Harry had once said" is a memory that Ginny is having.)
"…love is not ill mannered or selfish or irritable…"
"If you ever need anything, call me. I'll drop whatever I'm doing and help you. I love you, Gin. Always remember that," Harry had whispered into her ear.
"…love does not keep a record of wrongs; love is not happy with evil, but it is happy with the truth. Love never gives up; and its faith, hope, and patience never fails."
"I love you, Gin. I never stopped loving you," Harry said.
"That passage is very important…" Dumbledore was saying, but Harry blocked it out. He was busy watching Ginny. She seemed to be in a daze. Her face was showing no emotion. Harry knew she was thinking about something, but what he didn't know was that she was remembering things that both he and Michael had said to her. She turned her head and looked at him with a terrified look on her face.
Harry mouthed the words, "What's wrong?" Ginny didn't respond. She just kept the same terrified expression on her face. Then Harry mouthed the words, "Do you want me to stop this?" Ginny, still not changing the look on her face, slowly nodded yes. Harry immediately shouted, "STOP!!"
Everyone turned and looked at Harry. "Is there a problem, Mr. Potter?" Dumbledore asked with what Harry could've sworn was a smirk on his face.
"Umm… yeah," Harry said standing up.
Dumbledore waited for Harry to continue, but seeing that he wasn't said, "Would you like to share it with us so that we may continue with the ceremony?"
"No! You can't continue with the ceremony!!" Harry shouted.
"And why is that?"
"Because… because…" Harry stuttered, not able to think of an excuse.
"Mr. Potter, I am getting slightly impatient," Dumbledore said still smiling.
"Ginny's pregnant with my baby!" Harry had once seen something like this on TV, but why he said it, he never knew.
"What?!?" a bunch of people yelled, including Ginny.
"Yep! That's right, she's pregnant with my baby!" Harry said stuffing his hands into his pockets. He had never done this before and he had a funny feeling that things weren't going the way they should be.
"Miss Weasley, are you pregnant?" Dumbledore asked.
Ginny noticed her parents staring at her worriedly. "No, I'm not pregnant."
"Then what seems to be the problem, Mr. Potter?"
"Ginny can't marry Michael," Harry said.
"And why the hell not?!?" Michael said finally speaking up.
Harry didn't know what to say. Once again, he again found himself saying, "Because… because…"
"I don't want to," Ginny said quietly.
Everybody turned and faced Ginny, who was now turning red. "What are you talking about, Ginny?" Michael asked with a stunned look on his face.
"I don't want to marry you, Michael," Ginny repeated.
"But- but- but I love you," Michael said. Harry felt bad for him. He understood what he was going through.
"Don't say that," Ginny said. She was starting to cry.
Michael eyes began to get filled with tears. "Why don't you want to marry me? What changed?" Then Michael turned and faced Harry. Through clenched teeth, he said, "It's because of him, isn't it?" His tone of voice was scaring Harry.
Ginny didn't respond. She just began to cry harder. "I knew it!" Michael said. Before anyone could stop him, Michael charged at Harry.
"Holy SHIT!" Harry screamed before ducking. Michael tripped over someone's foot (which looked a lot like Ron's) and flew to the floor.
"WEEEEEEE!!!!!!!" Landon cried.
Ginny came running over. "Michael!! Stop it!"
"How could you do this to me, Ginny? How could you?" Michael asked from the floor.
"I'm sorry, Michael," Ginny said kneeling down, "I can't help how I feel."
"How do you feel?" Michael asked.
Ginny looked up at Harry. Harry's heart leapt for joy when he realized what she was about to say. "I love Harry." Harry smiled at her.
"What about me? Don't you love me?"
"Of course I love you, Michael, but not the same way I love Harry. I love you like a friend, Michael."
"Then why did you say yes when I proposed to you?"
"I thought it would help me get over Harry. For a while, it did, but after awhile it didn't help. Please don't be angry with me."
"He won't be angry with you, Ginny," Dumbledore said walking towards them.
"How do you know? Are you in my head? Do you feel all the pain that I'm feeling right now?" Michael asked.
"Thankfully, no, I do not feel your pain. However, I do know that you will forgive her. In fact, you will one day thank her for not marrying you," Dumbledore said.
"What are you talking about?" Michael asked. He was getting annoyed with Dumbledore, but knew better than to get too much of an attitude with him.
"It was prophesized many years ago that this would happen. From the moment someone is born, their soul mate's name is written in a book next to their own name, even if the soul mate wasn't born yet. I know whom everyone is supposed to marry. Ginny and Harry are meant for each other, just as Ron and Hermione, Mr. And Mrs. Weasley, Lily and James Potter. Michael, your soul mate has been written down as well. In fact, she is in this room now. You will meet her soon and later marry her - that's why you will thank Ginny. You will meet your soul mate at your wedding to Ginny. It's all been prophesized."
Everyone stared at Dumbledore. They couldn't believe that he knew all this information. While everyone was still looking at Dumbledore, Harry helped Ginny to her feet and snuck out of the room with her. Once out in the hallway, they began to talk to each other.
"Did you really mean what you said? Do you still love me?" Harry asked.
"Yes, Harry, I still love you," Ginny replied.
Harry kissed her and then pulled her into a hug and swung her around laughing more than he ever had the past few months. Ginny saw the Harry that she remembered from her fifth year (his sixth) when they became a couple. All the reasons why she loved him came back to her.
They only stopped laughing when they heard someone clear their throat. They both turned around to see Dumbledore standing there.
"Things seem to be going very well," Dumbledore said.
"You knew! That's why you kept looking at me. You knew this was going to happen!" Harry said. He was shouting, but not out of anger.
"Yes, I knew," Dumbledore said looking smug.
"Why didn't you tell me? You had to put me through all that grief?" Harry asked.
"You know me. I never make things easy."
"Professor?" Ginny said.
"Yes, Miss Weasley?"
"How is Michael doing?"
"While he is not the happiest camper in the world, (it's a muggle saying), he's doing well. I think he understands that there is nothing he can do. You two were meant to be together."
Ginny smiled at that. She was happy that Michael wasn't too upset.
"Now we can start our lives together, Gin," Harry said smiling.
"Well, actually, there's one more thing that has to happen before you can start your life with her, Mr. Potter," Dumbledore said.
"What's that?" Harry asked.
"You have to explain to me what on earth possessed you to shout out that Ginny was pregnant with your baby," Dumbledore laughed.
The End!
A/N - I've finally finished it. I hope you like the ending. Please review! I'm thinking about starting a new story, but I'm not sure. If you guys give me 150 reviews, then I probably will. Buh-bye for now!!
it goes… I own nothing except for the plot and Michael. Everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling.
Chapter 17
"Ginny!" Harry gasped. He could not believe what he was seeing. Ginny was standing in front of him in her wedding dress, but was drenched from the rain.
"I can't do it, Harry!" Ginny sobbed and then fell into his arms crying.
Harry, not knowing exactly what to say, decided to first calm her down. "Shh, calm down, Gin. I'm sure that everything is going to be ok," he said while rubbing her back.
"No it's not! Nothing is ever going to be ok!!!"
"Why don't you tell me what happened? What has you so upset?"
All Ginny managed to say was, "Michael…"
"What about Michael?" Harry asked. Then, a horrible thought pooped into Harry's head, so he lowered his face so that he could see right into Ginny's teary eyes. "Did that son of a bitch hurt you? I swear, if he laid a single finger on you, I'll kill him!"
"No! Michael would never hurt me!" Ginny quickly said. By looking into Ginny's eyes, Harry could tell that she was telling the truth so his fear died down. However, Harry still wanted to know what had Ginny so upset.
"Then why are you here, on your wedding day, crying?" he asked.
"I can't go through with the wedding," Ginny cried.
Harry's heart leapt for joy. From what Ginny had just said, Harry could see a future for him and Ginny again. Then, he asked the million-dollar question. "Why?"
"Because," Ginny replied. She then pulled away from Harry and walked past him into his house. Harry followed her in and closed the door. Ginny had already seated herself on one of the couches.
"Not that I'm not happy about you not wanting to marry Michael, because I'm ecstatic about it, but there's got to be a reason for you so suddenly not wanting to marry him," Harry said as he sat down on a couch next to her.
"Why does there have to be a reason?!? I just don't want to marry the guy!!" Ginny exclaimed.
"Yeah, but no matter how much I hate to admit this, you love him."
"So?"
"So?? How can you say that, Gin? You take love very seriously. Now I know that there's something you're not telling me!"
"No, there isn't," Ginny said looking at her hands.
"Why didn't you look me in the eyes when you said that?"
"So, you don't trust me now?" Ginny said still avoiding Harry's eyes.
"I do trust you, but whenever you don't look me in the eyes when saying something, you're lying," Harry said and then added, "You always were a terrible liar."
Ginny laughed, "You would think that I would have learned how to lie from Fred and George. Yet, I can't lie to save my life." She then laughed some more.
Harry took her hands into his own and said, "But seriously, Ginny, why don't you tell me the reason why you suddenly don't want to marry Michael?"
Ginny had to turn her gaze away from pools of emerald green that were looking at her with great concern. She still could never trust herself when looking into them. She would say whatever was on her mind, and that was something she did not want to do now.
Harry dropped her hands, put his hands around her face, and turned her head so that she had to look at him. "You can tell me anything. I just want to help you."
Ginny had stared into Harry's love filled eyes for too long. She just blurted out everything that was bothering her. "I'm scared that if I marry Michael, you'll be angry with me and never speak to me again!"
"I would never let that happen, Gin! You're too important to me for me to just kick you out of my life!"
Ginny's eyes that had just dried up, once again got teary when she heard this. "Really?"
"Of course! You honestly thought that I would stop speaking to you?" Ginny nodded. "Oh, Gin, come here," Harry said and then pulled her into a tight hug. "I would never do that," he whispered into her ear.
"You promise?" Ginny asked.
"Promise."
"Good because I don't know what I would do without you."
Harry tightened his hold on her. "Gin?"
"Yes, Harry?"
"You still want to marry Michael, don't you?" he said letting go of the grasp he had on her.
Ginny looked him in the eyes and said, "I do, Harry, but look at the time. The wedding is supposed to start in 15 minutes!"
"So? You can just apparate there."
"Looking like this? I'm a wreck, Harry!"
"Well," Harry surveying all that had to be fixed up, "I'm no expert, but I think a quick dry spell should do the trick."
"Oh, Harry, you're a genius!" Ginny squealed as she threw her arms around him.
"Not really. I just know how to handle a crisis. Now, stand still while I do this so the spell works right."
"Ok."
Harry took out his wand and gave it a little wave saying, "Quikimus dryus."
Instantly, Ginny was dry. "But my hair and dress are still ruined."
"No problem. I can fix that. Reparus totalus!" Harry said while waving his wand.
Everything that had been out of place went back to where it belonged. Harry's mouth fell open when he saw how beautiful Ginny looked. She had her hair up in loose curls that made her look very elegant. It appeared that she had also enchanted her hair so that it shimmered. Her dress was form fitting on the top and belled out on the body. It was strapless and had a very long train. It, too, shimmered. To complete the look, she had a tiny tiara on and some light make up. She looked like a goddess to Harry.
"How do I look?" Ginny asked while twirling around.
Harry, still stunned by the beauty of Ginny, said in a whisper, "Beautiful…"
"Thank you," Ginny said blushing due to Harry's obvious astonishment.
Harry looked at his watch. It was nearing she's going to be late. "You better get going, Gin."
Ginny looked at the clock on the wall and winced. "I didn't realize it was so late!"
"I'll see you later then. Congratulations, Ginny."
"Aren't you coming?"
Harry rubbed his neck uneasily. "I don't think Michael would appreciate my being there."
"He owes you now. You helped his fiancée get there on time," Ginny said.
"I don't know," Harry said shifting nervously.
"Please, Harry!"
"I'm not even dressed properly!"
"You're a wizard, Harry. (A/N - Hehe, Steph. I had to write that!) You can go upstairs and use a spell that will only take 2 seconds for you to change."
Harry ran out of excuses. "Fine. I'll be right back." Harry made his way upstairs and came down in a minute or two.
"Great! Now let's get going!" Ginny said clapping her hands as if she was a coach giving a pep talk.
Two seconds later, they were at the Magical Love wedding hall. Harry could hear the noise of many people talking to each other. Someone rushed over and hugged Ginny.
"You had us worried sick! Where were you??" a frantic Mrs. Weasley asked while hugging Ginny.
"I'm fine, Mum. I just had to invite one last guest," Ginny said pulling out of the hug and motioning towards Harry.
"I didn't even see you, Harry. It's nice to see you again," Mrs. Weasley said.
"Nice to see you, too, Mrs. Weasley," Harry said.
Mrs. Weasley's attention then turned back to Ginny. "Ginny, you need to get your bouquet. The ceremony is about to begin."
"Could you go get it for me, Mum. I just want to say something to Harry quickly," Ginny said.
Mrs. Weasley nodded and left to where Harry assumed the bouquet was. While Harry was still watching Mrs. Weasley walk away, Ginny pulled him into a hug.
"Thank you so much for everything, Harry."
"No problem, Gin," Harry said. He then whispered into her ear, "If you ever need anything, call me. I'll drop whatever I'm doing and help you. I love you, Gin. Always remember that."
Harry then walked into the hall without saying anything else. He looked for Hermione and Ron. He only noticed them when he heard baby Landon call out, " 'Arry!" Hermione and Ron turned around and smiled. Hermione then put Landon on her lap and motioned for Harry to take his seat. Harry walked over and sat down.
"Harry, do Michael and Ginny know you're here?" Hermione asked.
"Michael, no. Ginny, yes. She just invited me while she was at our house," Harry replied.
"She was at our house? When?" Ron asked.
"She showed up just a few minutes after you left."
"What happened?"
"Nothing really. We talked for a little bit and then I helped her fix herself up so that she could get here to marry Michael."
"You helped her?!?" Hermione asked. She then lowered her voice and added, "But you love her, Harry!"
"Part of loving someone is letting them go so that they can be happy," Harry said, "Now we have to be quiet. The ceremony's about to begin."
About a minute later, the music started and the procession into the church began. The bridal march then began and everyone stood up. As Ginny walked in, there were murmurs throughout the congregation about how beautiful she looked. As she walked by where Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Landon were sitting, she smiled at Harry. Harry gave what he hoped was an encouraging smile in return.
Hermione leaned over and whispered to Harry, "I'm proud of you, Harry."
Harry just grinned back. He then turned back to the front of the hall where Michael and Ginny were now standing together holding hands. Harry had to take a double take when he saw the minister. He let out a small laugh when he realized that what he had seen was correct; Dumbledore was the minister.
The ceremony began, but Harry really wasn't paying too much attention. He kept looking around the room to see how it was decorated. He noticed that there were a lot of yellow roses. Harry figured that Ginny had requested these. She always said that yellow roses were her favorite because they represented friendship and friendship was very important to her.
Harry's attention returned to the ceremony only when Dumbledore asked for everyone's undivided attention.
"I have been asked by Ginny to read a passage from a Muggle Bible that is very important to her. I ask that everyone please pay attention, for this passage is very important," Dumbledore said. Harry got the feeling that Dumbledore had been staring at him the whole time.
Dumbledore then continued, "It reads, 'I may be able to speak the languages of human beings and even of angels, but if I have no love, my speech is no more than a noisy gong or a clanging bell. I may have the gift of inspired preaching; I may have all knowledge and understand all secrets; I may have all the faith needed to move mountains - but if I have no love, I'm nothing. I may give away everything I have, and even give up my body to be burned - but if I have no love, this does me no good. Love is patient and kind; it is not jealous or conceited or proud…"
"I thought I could trust you! You said that you were over him!!" Michael had once yelled this at Ginny. (A/N - Anything that says, "Michael had once said" or "Harry had once said" is a memory that Ginny is having.)
"…love is not ill mannered or selfish or irritable…"
"If you ever need anything, call me. I'll drop whatever I'm doing and help you. I love you, Gin. Always remember that," Harry had whispered into her ear.
"…love does not keep a record of wrongs; love is not happy with evil, but it is happy with the truth. Love never gives up; and its faith, hope, and patience never fails."
"I love you, Gin. I never stopped loving you," Harry said.
"That passage is very important…" Dumbledore was saying, but Harry blocked it out. He was busy watching Ginny. She seemed to be in a daze. Her face was showing no emotion. Harry knew she was thinking about something, but what he didn't know was that she was remembering things that both he and Michael had said to her. She turned her head and looked at him with a terrified look on her face.
Harry mouthed the words, "What's wrong?" Ginny didn't respond. She just kept the same terrified expression on her face. Then Harry mouthed the words, "Do you want me to stop this?" Ginny, still not changing the look on her face, slowly nodded yes. Harry immediately shouted, "STOP!!"
Everyone turned and looked at Harry. "Is there a problem, Mr. Potter?" Dumbledore asked with what Harry could've sworn was a smirk on his face.
"Umm… yeah," Harry said standing up.
Dumbledore waited for Harry to continue, but seeing that he wasn't said, "Would you like to share it with us so that we may continue with the ceremony?"
"No! You can't continue with the ceremony!!" Harry shouted.
"And why is that?"
"Because… because…" Harry stuttered, not able to think of an excuse.
"Mr. Potter, I am getting slightly impatient," Dumbledore said still smiling.
"Ginny's pregnant with my baby!" Harry had once seen something like this on TV, but why he said it, he never knew.
"What?!?" a bunch of people yelled, including Ginny.
"Yep! That's right, she's pregnant with my baby!" Harry said stuffing his hands into his pockets. He had never done this before and he had a funny feeling that things weren't going the way they should be.
"Miss Weasley, are you pregnant?" Dumbledore asked.
Ginny noticed her parents staring at her worriedly. "No, I'm not pregnant."
"Then what seems to be the problem, Mr. Potter?"
"Ginny can't marry Michael," Harry said.
"And why the hell not?!?" Michael said finally speaking up.
Harry didn't know what to say. Once again, he again found himself saying, "Because… because…"
"I don't want to," Ginny said quietly.
Everybody turned and faced Ginny, who was now turning red. "What are you talking about, Ginny?" Michael asked with a stunned look on his face.
"I don't want to marry you, Michael," Ginny repeated.
"But- but- but I love you," Michael said. Harry felt bad for him. He understood what he was going through.
"Don't say that," Ginny said. She was starting to cry.
Michael eyes began to get filled with tears. "Why don't you want to marry me? What changed?" Then Michael turned and faced Harry. Through clenched teeth, he said, "It's because of him, isn't it?" His tone of voice was scaring Harry.
Ginny didn't respond. She just began to cry harder. "I knew it!" Michael said. Before anyone could stop him, Michael charged at Harry.
"Holy SHIT!" Harry screamed before ducking. Michael tripped over someone's foot (which looked a lot like Ron's) and flew to the floor.
"WEEEEEEE!!!!!!!" Landon cried.
Ginny came running over. "Michael!! Stop it!"
"How could you do this to me, Ginny? How could you?" Michael asked from the floor.
"I'm sorry, Michael," Ginny said kneeling down, "I can't help how I feel."
"How do you feel?" Michael asked.
Ginny looked up at Harry. Harry's heart leapt for joy when he realized what she was about to say. "I love Harry." Harry smiled at her.
"What about me? Don't you love me?"
"Of course I love you, Michael, but not the same way I love Harry. I love you like a friend, Michael."
"Then why did you say yes when I proposed to you?"
"I thought it would help me get over Harry. For a while, it did, but after awhile it didn't help. Please don't be angry with me."
"He won't be angry with you, Ginny," Dumbledore said walking towards them.
"How do you know? Are you in my head? Do you feel all the pain that I'm feeling right now?" Michael asked.
"Thankfully, no, I do not feel your pain. However, I do know that you will forgive her. In fact, you will one day thank her for not marrying you," Dumbledore said.
"What are you talking about?" Michael asked. He was getting annoyed with Dumbledore, but knew better than to get too much of an attitude with him.
"It was prophesized many years ago that this would happen. From the moment someone is born, their soul mate's name is written in a book next to their own name, even if the soul mate wasn't born yet. I know whom everyone is supposed to marry. Ginny and Harry are meant for each other, just as Ron and Hermione, Mr. And Mrs. Weasley, Lily and James Potter. Michael, your soul mate has been written down as well. In fact, she is in this room now. You will meet her soon and later marry her - that's why you will thank Ginny. You will meet your soul mate at your wedding to Ginny. It's all been prophesized."
Everyone stared at Dumbledore. They couldn't believe that he knew all this information. While everyone was still looking at Dumbledore, Harry helped Ginny to her feet and snuck out of the room with her. Once out in the hallway, they began to talk to each other.
"Did you really mean what you said? Do you still love me?" Harry asked.
"Yes, Harry, I still love you," Ginny replied.
Harry kissed her and then pulled her into a hug and swung her around laughing more than he ever had the past few months. Ginny saw the Harry that she remembered from her fifth year (his sixth) when they became a couple. All the reasons why she loved him came back to her.
They only stopped laughing when they heard someone clear their throat. They both turned around to see Dumbledore standing there.
"Things seem to be going very well," Dumbledore said.
"You knew! That's why you kept looking at me. You knew this was going to happen!" Harry said. He was shouting, but not out of anger.
"Yes, I knew," Dumbledore said looking smug.
"Why didn't you tell me? You had to put me through all that grief?" Harry asked.
"You know me. I never make things easy."
"Professor?" Ginny said.
"Yes, Miss Weasley?"
"How is Michael doing?"
"While he is not the happiest camper in the world, (it's a muggle saying), he's doing well. I think he understands that there is nothing he can do. You two were meant to be together."
Ginny smiled at that. She was happy that Michael wasn't too upset.
"Now we can start our lives together, Gin," Harry said smiling.
"Well, actually, there's one more thing that has to happen before you can start your life with her, Mr. Potter," Dumbledore said.
"What's that?" Harry asked.
"You have to explain to me what on earth possessed you to shout out that Ginny was pregnant with your baby," Dumbledore laughed.
The End!
A/N - I've finally finished it. I hope you like the ending. Please review! I'm thinking about starting a new story, but I'm not sure. If you guys give me 150 reviews, then I probably will. Buh-bye for now!!