Harry James Potter is to be married to Miss Ginevra Molly Weasley 3 months from today.

The headline of the daily Prophet flashed out when Arthur Weasley picked it up to read the quidditch headlines inside. He didn't seem startled when Ginny burst into hysterics and was spluttering most of her breakfast across the table.

"We made the front page!" Ginny beamed after recovering.

Next to her Harry didn't seem as excited but simply grunted before continuing to nibble on his toast.

"Not a big deal," He finally said when he had finished, "This isn't the first time."

"It is for me!" Ginny defended crossing her arms across her chest, pouting.

"And it is my favorite reason to be on the cover of the daily prophet," He said, back tracking slightly, making her feel happier.

She beamed and leaned across to peck him on the lips. "It is the only reason I ever want to be in the news paper!" She cooed resting her fore head on his.

"Do you have to do that at the table?" Ron moaned coming in behind them in a t-shirt and boxers.

"Oh like you and Hermione don't?" Ginny replied without taking her eyes of Harry.

He shrugged- irritated- and sat down at the table next to his father. "Where is she anyway?" Harry asked pulling away from Ginny.

"Asleep, apparently three miniscule bottles of fire whisky is a lot for Hermione." Ginny stifled a giggle before Ron shot her a meaningful glare.

"Well this is Hermione we are talking about." Harry admitted; pulling out his wand and making his plate and glass disappear from sight.

Molly then came tumbling through the door a hand on her wind shook hair. "My it is so windy," Her words came out rasped from her being very out of breath.

Laughing, Ginny stood up to go and kiss her mother on the cheek (mostly trying to hide the fact that she was on the front page of the daily prophet).

"Hi mum, how was your walk?" She asked darting in front of her father.

"Good very...refreshing." She seemed to search for the perfect word.

Ginny finally settled for sitting on the table next to Arthur, no doubt to his distaste. Molly sighed.

"Ginny what are you hiding?" Molly was expectant.

"Just the fact the she is on the cover of the daily prophet announcing the fact that she is engaged to Harry," Arthur said, standing up and handing the paper to his wife.

Ginny and Harry both blushed. "Now it's not what you think, I'm not announcing it, someone else is!" Ginny faltered over her words. Harry sunk lower in his chair.

"Ginny have you been a naughty girl?" George yawned, as he landed from apperating in the middle of the table.

"Hey!" Ron protested, "That's my breakfast!"

"Oh sorry," George said, unpicking a piece of toast from the bottom of his shoe.

"Yeah right!" Ron grunted disapperating back to his bedroom. George went to sit in his chair.

Ginny turned back to her mother, "You're not mad are you?" Ginny sobbed.

"No of course not ginny dear, I always knew something like this would happen, ever since you and Harry said you were getting married."

Harry sighed a sigh of relief and stepped away from the table. "I am really sorry Mrs Weasley; I was stupid to think this wouldn't happen. Especially since we are so young," Harry said hugging Ginny from behind.

"Yes I know but Harry but you mustn't let this get in the way, in fact I have a few designs for Ginny's wedding dress that I hoped to show her today. And Hermione's dress too." Harry nodded at this response.

"Yay thanks mum!" Ginny squealed engulfing her mother into a hug.

"Ugh wedding planning," George exclaimed banging his head on the table. "Why Harry why?"

Harry laughed and leant in to kiss Ginny on lips. "Have fun," He whispered before disappearing.

Ginny, Molly and Hermione were all sitting at the table a few hours later surrounded by catalogues and papers.

Ginny's fingers flittered across the pages as her eyes strayed from one dress to the next. "Why can't I find a dress that will be perfect?" Ginny whined resting her head on the book like it was a pillow.

"Keep looking," Hermione's eyes swam with sympathetic tears, "We'll find it, the perfect dress."

Ginny nodded half heartedly and began looking again. "You know I always thought you would be getting married first," Ginny said to Hermione, biting down on her lip.

"Well we both know Ron isn't really like that." She admitted taking a sip from her coffee.

"I guess," Ginny shrugged.

"Right girls, have you written the invitation list?" Hermione shook her head while Ginny nodded.

"Me and Harry wrote it last night," She admitted sheepishly while blushing.

"Ok good," Mrs Weasley said examining the paper that Ginny had given her.

She sighed. "There isn't one member of Harry's family, other than Teddy." She said with tears in her eyes.

Ginny nodded, "I know, we really are the only family he has."

"I guess we could invite the Dursleys?" Mrs Weasley said.

"No!" Ginny and Hermione cried together.

"He would never forgive me." Ginny explained to her bewildered mother.

"The years spent with them were the worst of his life!" Hermione wailed sipping her coffee endlessly.

"Ok Ok." Molly said, calming the girls. "I know all that but I just thought it would be nice for them to see how good everything has turned out for Harry. I mean, he is getting married at just twenty years of age to the most beautiful girl and with the brightest girl as the maid of honour. Don't you think that would be good for them to see?"

The girls shrugged and looked down at the table. They both felt very guilty. After all it was up to Harry.

"Ok I'll ask him, but don't hold your breath." Ginny said slamming her hands on the table, determined to find the perfect wedding dress.

The boys came back an hour later. The girls had sent them shopping for the boys wedding supplies.

"Hello," Molly, Ginny and Hermione all welcomed them cheerfully after pointing their wands at the table for the dress designs to disappear.

"Did you get everything you needed?" Ginny asked. They stopped short.

"We were actually meant to be buying things?" George said with a panicked expression on his face.

Everyone in the room stopped as Ginny's face became bright red with rage.

Suddenly all the boys burst into a fit of laughter.

Harry came through the door loaded with at least five bags filled to the rim. He put them on the table and kissed Ginny on the cheek grinning slyly.

"More importantly did you get everything done?" Ron asked resting his hand on Hermione's shoulder.

"Of course not Ronald." Hermione said shaking her head, "Wedding planning is a very long and important process in a girl's life."

Ginny beamed when Hermione said this.

"Yeah whatever," He mumbled into her bushy brown hair.

Hermione seemed deflated by this. He seemed so content not to ever marry her, this hurt.

Holding tightly onto Harry's hand Ginny pulled him away from the table up to their room.

After closing the door, Harry pulled her tight to him. Kissing her heavily on the lips which she deepened, wrapping her arms around his neck.

After a while Ginny pulled away. This caused Harry to moan slightly.

"Shhh," Ginny protested, placing her finger to his lips, he kissed it cheekily.

Prying her finger away from his lips he hugged her from her waist. "What's wrong?" Harry whispered in her ear.

"I feel dirty," She said in a baby voice, much to his amusement.

"You feel ...dirty?" He pulled a face at the last word.

Ginny nodded slowly. Laughter escaped his mouth; he stopped quickly at the look on her face.

Taking her hand, he led her to their bed. Sitting on the edge, Harry put his arm around her shoulders, pulling her close. Resting her head on his chest she closed her eyes, breathing slowly.

"Why do you feel like that?" He asked her.

Pulling herself up to look at him, she simply shrugged. "I don't know I just do. I guess it has something to do with the fact that this is my parents' house."

Now Harry understood. He would feel slightly uncomfortable is he had relatives in the house while he was with Ginny.

"So you think we should get our own place?" He whispered. Her eyes sparkled and beamed at this simple sentence.

"Oh Harry!" She exclaimed, wrapping her arms around his neck, her weight causing him to be pushed backwards.

Laughing, he kissed her nose. "I thought you felt guilty?"

"This is an exception," She said beaming.

"You have to admit that you know this would have to happen eventually?" He said to her.

After a few moments she nodded her head slowly. "I guess...I just thought we would wait until we were married, but now that I think about it I wouldn't exactly enjoy being a married couple if my parents we next door."

Harry laughed at her innocence. "Ok from tomorrow we will start looking for a house, deal?"

Ginny nodded smiling. Suddenly her stomach let out a low growl. Blushing, she rolled off him and carefully found her feet.

"We should go eat," She said. "I can hear them all sitting at the table."

However, Harry seemed to be stuck to the bed. Pulling Ginny back by her arm, he whispered in her ear, "I have it covered."

Waving his wand he opened the door. Ginny looked at him quizzically.

"Accio dinner," He said clearly, holding out his hand.

A few moments later a plate full of food landed in his hand.

After saying it again Harry had collected dinner for both himself and Ginny.

"You two had better not make any mess up there!" Molly Weasley howled up the stairs. "You're lucky I'm in a good mood or I wouldn't allow it!"

Harry and Ginny burst into fits of laughter.

After recovering, Harry and Ginny were sat on the bed digging into the food.

"How's this?" Harry asked.

"Perfect," Ginny said, smiling endlessly.

It was ten minutes past midnight and the house was asleep. Except for Harry and Ginny, although both of them were pretending, not wanting to disturb their partner.

Ginny stared at the moon outside of the window. Wrapped in Harry's arms, she was very comfortable and warm. But her mind whizzed ahead of her.

How was she meant to ask Harry about having the Dursleys at their wedding? Harry hated the muggles he had grown up with. Everyone knew that. It was almost as bad as asking if he wanted Draco Malfoy at their wedding, no it was probably worse. Harry and Malfoy weren't particularly enemies anymore, but no one dared to say that they were friends.

She felt Harry tense at her side, with that she knew he was awake.

"Harry?" She spoke slowly and quietly, almost whispering.

"Ginny?" Harry said in a hushed voice.

"Harry I need to speak to you." She said in an urgent voice.

Building up her strength she thought about how they would be together all their lives, she couldn't be scared of his reaction.

"What is it? What's happened?" He said in an equally urgent voice.

"Calm down, I just need your opinion on something," She gulped.

"Oh," He sunk back down, "Does it have to be now?"

"Yes no, or I'll never get it out."

"Then ask away,"

"I-think-we-should-invite-the-Dursleys-to-the-wedding." She blurted, he words tumbling very quickly out of her mouth.

Harry coughed in surprise, "What?" His voice was strained.

Ginny sighed in frustration. "I said I think we should invite the Dursleys to the wedding."

Harry simply stared at her in the darkness for a while, Ginny sat there biting her lip.

"Ok." Harry said suddenly.

"I'm sorry I... Wait WHAT?" Ginny exclaimed in surprise.

"I said ok, and keep it down Ginny, my ears hurt." Ginny giggled slightly, kissing his ear.

"I can't believe you said yes!" She was very happy; Ginny had always wanted to meet the muggles that Harry had grown up with.

"Yeah well...I want them to see that I did ok without them. Actually no I take that back, I did amazing without them," Harry smiled, pulling Ginny close to his side.

"Yay," Ginny murmured into his chest.

"Why do you say that in the first place?"

"I just want you to have family there, other than Teddy, of course." He nodded.

"Ok, but of course they might not want to come." Harry said into Ginny's neck.

"Then that's their loss, not ours."

Harry laughed.

"I love you Ginny."

"I love you too Harry, Goodnight."

"Sleep tight," Harry said into the night.

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