1.13 An old ‘friend’

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Harry and Ginny were having one of their many days just lay on their backs in the park, chatting away. At one point, Ginny was giggling and turned on her sad to give Harry a kiss, and Harry saw her face fall.

“Oh dear,” he heard her say. “Old friend at 3 o’ clock.”

Harry turned to have a look what she was talking about, and he heard a voice that was so recognisable that he didn’t even need to look.

“Oh great,” Harry said with a sigh. He knew this wasn’t going to be pleasant. After everything Draco had done, Harry was unsure how to proceed with him. His Mother had saved Harry’s life, there was no denying that. She did it so she could get to Draco, which kind of means that Draco helped.

But, Harry, Ron and Hermione had also saved Draco’s life, and Draco was no nicer to them because of this.

Harry decided to just be civil. The war was over, and the Malfoy’s had left Voldemort’s side – not because they were good people, just for themselves, but better late than never right?

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When Harry heard the familiar sprawl of “Potter,” however, he thought he might have made a mistake. He didn’t think he could stand the voice after so many years of torment and annoyance.

“Malfoy,” Harry replied, and for good measure, added “how have you been?”.

Malfoy replied that he had been okay, and the conversation went on in this awkward, polite way – until Ginny joined in.

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“Don’t you come over here talking to us like you’re our friend!” Ginny shouted at Draco. She went on all about how he had given them hell for 6 years at Hogwarts, and now he was sauntering up like nothing ever happened, and how dare he talk to Harry after all that. Draco just stared, looking surprised, and slightly amused.

“I see your girlfriend still fights your battles Potter,” Draco said, eventually snapping having had enough of Ginny shouting at him. He completely ignored Ginny, and his face had changed from the awkward, polite look he had had all the way through the conversation, to his usual arrogant look.

“That’s more like it Draco, nice didn’t suit you,” Harry said to Draco, and he pulled Ginny away.

“Let’s go home,” he said to Ginny, laughing at the way she had flown off at Draco.

“Shut up Harry,” she replied, with a sheepish smile on her face.



1.12 Ginny’s free to stay

Harry was extremely excited and even slightly nervous about Ginny staying over at his little home. He spent the day before cleaning and tidying and making the house seem generally less boyish for her.

He knew there was no point in making plans, because as soon as she arrived Harry knew they would just cuddle up on the sofa, put some background TV on, and talk late into the night. The strange part would just be that he wouldn’t have to take her home at the end of the night. They could cuddle up in his bed, and fall asleep with her in his arms. There was nothing more exciting to him than this.

She arrived at his house and they did exactly what Harry had predicted. Just cuddled up on his sofa talking about everything.

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“I could really see myself living here, Harry,” Ginny told him, late into the night.

“I would absolutely love that,” Harry replied eagerly, knowing that he’d welcome Ginny with open arms. After spending so much time at Hogwarts and then on the run with Ron and Hermione, his little home was starting to feel just a bit like the Dursleys – a little lonely.

They spent the night cuddled up together under a blanket, and eventually decided to move to bed and get some sleep. Ginny was training with the Holyhead Harpies the next day, and Harry was at work, so they needed some sleep. Harry smiled at Ginny across his bedroom, knowing that he should now get used to this.

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And when they woke up in the morning, and Harry turned and saw Ginny Weasley fast asleep in his bed, he knew he didn’t want to spend any more nights without her.

1. Eating for Two

Mrs. Everdeen had been feeling a little off. She was feeling bigger than usual, achy, and had been throwing up at random times – or were they random? It didn’t take her long to figure it out, and she knew straight away that she needed to tell Mr. Everdeen her suspicions.

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“I need to tell you something,” Mrs. Everdeen said to Mr. Everdeen one night when he arrived home from the mines. He took one look at his beautiful wife and gave her that goofy grin that she had fallen in love with. He knew instantly what she was going to say, and he put his hand on her belly.

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“Really?” he asked, with a glint of excitement in his eyes. “Yes,” she replied with a hint of nervousness. He was on her in a second, giving her a kiss that was filled with love and confidence, instantly making her feel better.

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Yes, Mrs. Everdeen was scared about the Hunger Games. She couldn’t lose her baby to them. But that was a long time away, and she was going to raise this baby to be the best, most capable child there was.

0. Starting out

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Mr and Mrs Everdeen were madly in love. And despite the hunger and bad living conditions in District 12, they were happy. Even if the Hunger Games were happening once a year, and took two of the young people in their community, they somehow managed to keep up morale, and live a generally positive life.

They had a small house together in District 12. It wasn’t big and it wasn’t fancy, but for District 12, and certainly for them, it was more than enough.

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Mrs Everdeen had concerns though. Concerns for her future children. The Hunger Games happened once a year, and they took away a male and a female from District 12 every time. Mrs Everdeen had experienced this first hand – the Hunger Games had taken her best friend, and she didn’t think she could stand ever having a child taken away from her too.

So, her and Mr Everdeen spoke. They talked about not having children at all, which made them both so sad that they quickly moved on from this. And then they realised what they needed to do. They needed to create a wonder child. One that, god forbid, if she or he ever got taken to compete in the Hunger Games, would come back a victor. They needed to create a wonder child that could not lose.

And that they would.

1.11 Camping, wizard style

“Are you sure you want to come?” Ginny asked for the millionth time.

“Yes! I’ve told you!” Harry said with a smile, pulling Ginny into him and giving her a quick kiss.

They were going camping. Like, full on family holiday camping. Mrs Weasley had felt that they all needed to spend some quality time together, and of course, that meant Harry and Hermione needed to be there too. Ginny had felt like Harry shouldn’t have to attend, but what she didn’t realise is that Harry couldn’t wait. He’d never been on a family holiday, and he couldn’t think of anything he’d rather be doing than go away with the closest thing he had to a family. Plus, as Harry had pointed out to Ginny many times, it meant a full week together, with no interruptions.

So they arrived at the campsite, and put up their tent, one that looked ridiculously small considering how many Weasleys there were, but Harry knew better than to think they may need another tent. Magic was amazing, and Harry had this thought yet again as he walked into the Weasleys new tent, this one even bigger than the last.

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Harry really did love his job, but he knew a week off would do him wonders. They spent the time playing all sorts of games, and having long chats around the campfire.

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They all told stories around the fire. Some were funny, about Hogwarts and embarrassing things each of them had done. Some were less funny, there were things nobody knew about the time that Harry, Ron and Hermione were away, and around that campfire those stories were told, somehow easier to tell in the darkness.

Harry and Ginny managed to escape quite a lot, spending some alone time together. It seemed the Weasleys were becoming more and more accustomed to Harry and Ginny being together, and were starting to give them some privacy. Ron and Hermione also seemed to disappear quite a lot, leaving Harry happy and hopeful that things were finally going well between them.

By the time the time came to go home, Harry didn’t want to. He was really enjoying being with Ginny and her family, away from work. But, when Ginny slipped her hand into Harry’s, and told him she’d finally gotten permission from her Mother to stay over with Harry, his thoughts turned from not wanting to go home, to wondering when they were setting off.

1.10 Home sweet home

So, today was the day! Harry woke up, and reached straight for the Marauders Map. He checked it, knowing what he would see. The students were no longer there, they were making their way home on the Hogwarts Express. Harry dressed and got ready to go over to The Burrow, feeling more excited than he has done since September.

When he got there, Mr and Mrs Weasley were no longer there. They were at the station, waiting for Ginny and Hermione. Harry sat with Ron, and the rest of the Weasley boys, talking through their plans for the Summer. Ron was still helping George out at the shop, and Percy was still succeeding at the Ministry, under the new regime. Bill and Charlie were off all over the world helping Gringotts and dragons, and Harry explained how well he was doing at the Ministry, but all the while all he cared about was the fact that this Summer he would have Ginny around, all day, every day.

He heard a car pull up, and recognised the Ministry car instantly. He heard the girls laughing as he got out of the car, and he knew he wasn’t just excited to see Ginny – he life had been different without Hermione around too, and he missed his best friend.

However, Hermione was driven out of Harry’s mind when he saw Ginny, and he completely embarrassed himself, by kissing her right in front of the Weasley’s.

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She looked completely taken aback, but smiled quickly afterwards. The Weasley’s just laughed, and patted Harry on the back after they’d hugged their sister and congratulated her on finishing school and becoming a fully qualified wizard. Everybody hugged each other, and Harry went to congratulate Hermione.

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“After everything we’ve been through, it’s amazing that you finished school Hermione,” Harry told her, truly meaning every word. It was so good to be back with Ron and Hermione, he didn’t realise how much he’d missed the three of them being together until they were stood in front of him.

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Hermione and Ron seemed very awkward around each other though, and Harry knew that he needed to help hurry things along with them, so the awkwardness would disappear and they would be able to hang out again as normal.

The Weasley family were all so proud to finally have all of their children finish school – despite the fact that they thought Ginny wasn’t going to be able to. Harry could see Mrs Weasley frequently wiping away tears, and he suspected she was feeling proud, but also a little sad at her children growing up, but mostly, Harry knew, she was thinking of Fred, who should have been there to celebrate with Ginny too.

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Everybody stayed together that night, and Harry didn’t take his eye of Ginny all night. Every time he looked at her, he realised he loved her over and over again, and he knew he wanted to be with her forever. He loved the whole family, and had been a part of it his whole life, but now he realised there was something he wanted to do, something that would make him part of the family legally, as well as emotionally. He watched Ginny laughing with her Mum while he thought the whole thing through. Yes, he loved this girl, and there was nothing stopping him asking the question to make it more official than ever. Apart from maybe Mr Weasley, when Harry asked him first.

1.9 Fun with muggle artifacts

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“What on earth is that?!” Harry asked Arthur when he showed up at The Burrow one night.

“It’s a rocket!” Arthur replied, with a beam on his face that could only come from muggle items that he had come across. Harry just continued to stare between the rocket and Mr Weasley.

“It flies!” Mr Weasley continued, still clearly overexcited by his find.

“Well, I know that… But why is it in your garden?” Harry replied, already hoping the answer wasn’t one that would earn Mr Weasley a shouting that rivaled a howler from his wife.

“I came across it at work, and so I brought it home for some, well… further testing,” Mr Weasley replied. There it was, the answer Harry was not hoping for. “I need to fix it up,” Mr Weasley continued, and then he turned to Harry with an excited gleam in his eye that Harry hadn’t seen since well before the battle. “Will you help me?”

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Harry knew Arthur could do with his help, considering Arthur didn’t know nearly as much as he thought he did about the muggle world and it’s technology, and he also didn’t want to disappoint Mr Weasley.

“Of course,” Harry replied, trying to insert as much enthusiasm as possible into his words. Harry had never been much of a handyman, but it was never too late to learn.

“Don’t worry, there won’t be anything that could get us into trouble with, well, me,” Arthur said with a mischievous glint in his eyes that didn’t quite back up his statement. Harry had always wondered where the twins had got their mischievous ways from, but he was starting to understand now.

So Harry got to work while Mr Weasley examined the handbooks and threw instructions at Harry. To be fair, it wasn’t such a bad way to pass the time before Ginny and Hermione finished their year at Hogwarts and came home.

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