“Good, I’m happy for you” Ginny said with a smile, wrapping her hands around the cup of tea he handed her. She took a sip of her tea, her eyes slowly drooping closed. “So I’ll send you an invite for the wedding. Get you a front row seat and everything” Ginny said with a yawn before taking a sip of her tea.
“Nah, I don’t want to go to bed yet” Ginny said, suppressing a yawn as Lee went to make tea. She pulled her legs up on the chair, hugging them to her body as she watched Lee move around the kitchen, scratching Moony’s head as he joined her at the table.
“So how have you been,…
“I wouldn’t even go in. I’d stand at the door, locate the bed and shove you in and hopefully you’d land on the bed. And if not— magic.Stop ya before you hit anything and float you to the bed.”Lee scraped the sides of his ice cream container trying to get every last bit. He looked up at her exclamation and set his container down. “Yeah, definitely. “Lee started rummaging through the cabinets to hunt for tea and a teapot and some cups.It wasn’t until he had found everything that he could’ve easily summoned it all instead. He set everything up.”Just have to wait for the whistling…”
"Nah, I don’t want to go to bed yet" Ginny said, suppressing a yawn as Lee went to make tea. She pulled her legs up on the chair, hugging them to her body as she watched Lee move around the kitchen, scratching Moony’s head as he joined her at the table.
"So how have you been, Lee? I hear you on the radio sometimes" Ginny said with a smile.
“I hope not. That’s fine. Small is better anyway.”Ginny told him she had to look up the date.”Thank you.”
Lee followed her into the kitchen and finished off his pint of ice cream.Ginny explained Kingsley and Harry had arranged the security protections.”Ah. Of course, I’m sure you’re well protected with those two setting everything up.”Yeah, that’s the first thing I noticed— no painting of Sirius’s mother.”
Ginny dropped her head onto her arms on the kitchen table.”Whoa. I could help you to your room. That can’t be very comfortable…I can let myself out. And I can visit you two at a more reasonable hour.”
Ginny couldn’t help but giggle when Lee offered to help her to ‘her room’. “Thanks, but I don’t think Harry would appreciate that” she said, suppressing a yawn. “Besides, I’m fine, honestly. Just a little…you know, drunk” she said with another giggle.
"Oh, hey! Could you possibly make me some tea? I really think I should drink some tea"
Molly began to clear the table of their mugs and the muffins as she listened to the two girls talk. She put the dishes in the sink and set them to clean themselves as she wiped the counters down. She was just about to do the same to the table when she realised that if she didn’t stop she would clean the whole house. She hung the rag on the towel rack and walked over to pick up her small purse from the table. ”I’m ready to go whenever you two are ready.”
“I just want to make sure everything goes exactly according to plan!” Hermione insisted with a prim little sniff. She knew Ginny was just kidding, of course; the two of them had grown so comfortable with one another that playful jibes and teasing remarks were commonplace between them at this point in their relationship. She watched with a fond smile as Mrs. Weasley went about cleaning up; some things never changed no matter how much time had passed. She held out her arm for Ginny to take, gesturing that she give the other to her mother so she could Disapparate all three of them to Diagon Alley.
“It’s your day, Ginny—meaning you get to lead the way!”
Ginny took Hermione’s arm and extended her other arm to her mother. Once all three women were securely holding on to each other, she turned on the spot, Disapparating all of them to Diagon Alley, taking in their surroundings, spotting the Bridal Shop a little ways ahead of them. Pausing for a second, she buried her hands in the pockets of her jeans, staring at the storefront, hoping no one would notice her.
"I might need a little push here" she said quietly, not tearing her eyes away from the dresses in the window.
Ginny smiled at Harry over her shoulder when he entered the kitchen, casting a cooling charm over the bag she had packed. “Yeah, almost. Can you get Moony’s leash?” She asked, zipping the bag shut and swinging it over her shoulder. “We’re leaving for the day, Kreacher” Ginny yelled in the general direction of his cupboard, not sure where he was. “No need to clean or cook or do anything today, alright?” she added. Lately, she had been worried about the elf; he had really gotten old but was still insisting on doing chores around the house, no matter how often both Harry and Ginny told him there was no need.Ginny looked over her shoulder when Harry re-entered the room, tying the string of her bikini top behind her neck and pulling a loose-fitting tanktop on over it. “Yeah, I’m ready. I’ll get some food and get Moony ready while you get dressed, okay?” Ginny said, taking a step…
“Oh, you’re a real heartbreaker, aren’t you” Ginny asked with a grin when she stepped inside, tossing her heels into a corner of the hallway. “Well, i hate to disappoint you, but there’s not going to be a whole lot of people to make jealous. We’re keeping it very small. I’ll have to look up the date for you” she told him cheerily as she crossed the hall, starting to walk down the stairs leading into the kitchen.
“That actually sounds like a great idea!” Ginny said, getting excited when Lee suggested she’d fly a broom down the aisle. “Oh! Speaking of which, we set a date for the wedding!” Ginny continued, smiling brightly, her eyes slightly glazed. “You’re coming right?” she said,…
Ginny doubted that what her mum said was true; that people who spotted them wouldn’t have time to alert Rita Skeeter of the fact that she was trying on wedding dresses, but she didn’t want to argue with her. If that horrible woman /did/ manage to show up, she would give her a piece of her mind -and wand-, wether she was in a wedding dress or not.Ginny grinned at Molly when Hermione rattled off the list of stores they could visit, quickly averting her gaze when laughter threatened to bubble out of her. Leave it to Hermione to take something as…as special and romantic and make into a series of lists.
Ginny looked over her shoulder when Harry re-entered the room, tying the string of her bikini top behind her neck and pulling a loose-fitting tanktop on over it. “Yeah, I’m ready. I’ll get some food and get Moony ready while you get dressed, okay?” Ginny said, taking a step towards him and raising herself on her tiptoes to kiss him. Her arm snaked around his neck as she pressed her body against his, deepening the kiss before pulling away, her cheeks slightly flushed.
“What, like you haven’t seen enough skin today?” Ginny asked with a chuckle when Harry said she should wear a bikini. “But fine, if we go to the beach, I’ll wear a bikini if you’ll go swimming with me” she said with a smile, popping a piece of fruit into her mouth before pulling…
Ginny grinned at Molly when Hermione rattled off the list of stores they could visit, quickly averting her gaze when laughter threatened to bubble out of her. Leave it to Hermione to take something as…as special and romantic and make into a series of lists.
Ginny smiled as Hermione joined her at the stove, shrugging lightly when her friend asked her how thigs have been. “Yeah, I guess. I just asked her if we could agree that this is /my/ wedding and that I won’t try on any dresses I don’t like, so lets hope she…
“If you promise to wear a bikini, I’m all for going to the beach today. We can pack a picnic.” Harry replied grinning. He had been looking forward to spending the whole day in bed, but he supposed his birthday would be better if they went to the beach and got out of the house for awhile. Ginny always had the best ideas. He leaned in to kiss her cheek before turning back to eat his breakfast.
"What, like you haven’t seen enough skin today?" Ginny asked with a chuckle when Harry said she should wear a bikini. "But fine, if we go to the beach, I’ll wear a bikini if you’ll go swimming with me" she said with a smile, popping a piece of fruit into her mouth before pulling the tray off of Harry’s lap. "Now go have a shower so we can go to the beach. Mum and dad are expecting us at the Burrow at 5 o’clock.
Picking up the tray, Ginny got out of bed, walking over to her closet to dig up her bikini and a pair of shorts.