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Chapter 16:  Come What May

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Never knew I could feel like this

Like I've never seen the sky before

Want to vanish inside your kiss

Everyday I love you more and more

Listen to my heart

Can you hear it sing?

Telling me to give you everything

Seasons may change, winter to spring

But I'll love you

Until the end of time

Come what may

Come what may

I will love you

Until my dying day

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Come What May – Ewan McGregor and Nicole Kidman: From Moulin Rouge

"ARGHHHHHHHHHHH!" Ginny screamed. Harry bit his lip.

"Hold on, Ginny! You're doing great!"

"It hurts so much!" Ginny whimpered.

"Just a little bit longer!"

"Make it stop!" Ginny begged.

Hermione flopped back onto the pillow. Ron stroked her hair.

"Are you OK?" He asked her concernedly. She nodded. The contractions were getting worse. Ginny stared at her bruised hand.

"Jesus, Hermione! You nearly killed me! Did you have to squeeze so hard?" She said. Harry hugged her. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Hey, I'm the one giving birth here! Ginny muttered, rubbing her tender hand.

The doctor poked a head into the room.

"How are you doing, Mrs Weasley?"

"I'm trying to squeeze a human being out of my-"

"Great! We're fine, thank you doctor." Ron interrupted. The doctor left and Hermione glared at Ron.

"Why did you have to say that?"

"He has the drugs. We've got to be nice to him." Ron pointed out. Harry and Ginny excused themselves. The rest of the Weasley's were waiting outside. Fred stared at Ginny's swollen hand.

"Wow. Those contractions must be pretty bad."

They settled down to wait. Hermione had been in labour for 13 hours already. Mrs Weasley, Charlie, Fleur, Bill and Jack had gone home for some rest. Ginny smiled at Harry.

"The miracle of creation is taking it's time, isn't it?"

"Tell me about it."

"I hope it won't take me that long."

"You? Nah. The baby'll just jump out of you."

"What makes you say that?"

"Well, if it has any sense, it'll want to come out and be with you."

"Oh, that's sweet. What do you want?"

"About eight hours sleep." Harry joked. Ginny smiled.

"Go ahead. I'll wake you if anything happens." He closed his eyes and was asleep within minutes. Ginny, Fred, George and Mr Weasley played exploding snap for a while. George grinned at Ginny.

"How long before you're having a baby, Ginny?"

"I haven't even considered it yet."

"What about sleeping beauty?" Fred asked, nodding at Harry. Ginny glanced at Harry and smiled softly.

"We haven't really discussed it. I don't even know if Harry wants to get married. He's got his career to concentrate on. And I'm getting into my work again. I've got a branch opening in Paris in two months, so I'll be over there for a couple of months, setting that up. Everything's just too hectic to consider children, or marriage."

"Angelina and I are sorted, at least." Fred said. They stared at him.

"What's going on with you two?" George asked.

"Well, we're going to move in together in a couple of months. She wants to settle in at her new job first. We'll see how it goes from there."

George and Alicia Spinnet were already engaged and living together. Ginny put down her last card, just as the doctor rushed in.

"The baby's born." Ginny woke Harry and the doctor said,

"Both mother and child are OK. It's a girl."

"Oh, that's wonderful! Fred, Floo home and get your mother. Can we see them?"

"Come right through." The doctor said.

Hermione was lying in bed, holding a tiny bundle. Ginny peeked at it.

"Oh, she's beautiful Hermione!"

"Isn't she just?" Ron said fondly, kissing Hermione's head. Hermione was crying.

"What's the matter?"

"I don't know! She's… she's just so… so perfect…" Hermione sobbed. Ron hugged his wife.

"Get some sleep. I'll watch her."

"But she doesn't have a name! She can't go to sleep without a name!" Hermione wailed. The baby started to scream too.

"Hermione, we'll give her a name! Calm down!" Hermione sniffled, nodding. Ron considered.

"What about Jenny?"

"I don't like it." Hermione said. Ron rolled his eyes.

"You think of one then."


"No, that's evil!" Ginny protested. Hermione looked mortally offended.

"My mother is called Courtney."

"Oh…" Ginny blushed. Ron picked up the baby.

"No, she doesn't look like a Courtney."

"Emma." Said Harry. They looked at him and he shrugged.

"I just like the name Emma."

"That's perfect!" Hermione gasped. Harry looked stunned. Ron grinned and kissed the baby's head.

"Emma Weasley. She's Emma Weasley." Hermione was bawling again. The nurse came in and shooed them all out.

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When Ginny and Harry got back to their flat, above the shop, Harry asked,

"Do you have the dates set for going to Paris?"

"Six weeks this Saturday."

"I'm gonna miss you, Weasley."

"Same here Potter." Ginny said, punching him lightly in the stomach. She started to make spaghetti while Harry read the letter from Hedwig.

"Interesting letter?"

"Not really. Just work stuff. Hang on…" He read the bottom of the letter. Ginny stopped and turned to look at him.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm being promoted!"

"That's fantastic!"

"I'm junior manager of the Auror floor. Moody's junior manager."

"Oh, Harry, congratulations!" She kissed him and he hugged her.

"Ginny, this is brilliant. You opening a new branch, me being promoted… life just can't get better!"

"We'll see. Maybe this is only the beginning! We could get a proper house. I mean, I like this flat and everything, but I'd like some more room really. Something in the village, maybe."

"Really? You want to get a house?" Harry asked.

Ginny shrugged.

"Nothing huge. A cottage maybe. Just a proper home."

"Where did this come from? You've never said anything about this before."

"Hey, we're not getting any younger! We can't spend the rest of our lives in this flat."

"Ginny, you're twenty-two! You're going to live for a very long time. Tell you what, when you come back from Paris we'll have a look around and see what's available, OK?"

"OK." Ginny said, feeling a bit foolish. She turned back to the dinner.

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Ginny stared around at the Paris branch. This was… amazing. White walls and furniture, mirrors from all angles. It looked fantastic.  She smiled at the manager.

"It's brilliant!"

"I am so glad you approve. We are so glad to have you here, Miss Weasley."

"Oh, call me Ginny. I just can't believe how great it looks in here. We open in three weeks?"

"Yes. I have made reservations for you in a nearby hotel. I hope it suits your needs."

"I'm sure it will."

The hotel was nice. Ginny collapsed onto the bed and started a letter to Harry.

Dear Harry,

                      Paris is beautiful! The shop looks great too. How's work? Did Moody give you anything hard to do yet? Don't work too hard, OK? I don't want to come home in a month and find you ill.

Maybe we should come to Paris on holiday next year! I'm sure you would love it here. Anyway, please write soon. I miss you

                                                Love Ginny

She attached it to an owl and watched the bird fly away before goin to sleep.

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Hermione and Harry sat in the kitchen of Ron and Hermione's house. Ron was at work. Harry smiled nervously at Hermione.

"What do you think?"

"It's beautiful Harry. Not quite what she was expecting."

"I know. She wants a house. But a proposal is a step in that direction, right?" Harry slipped the ring into his pocket. Hermione smiled.

"Well, I don't think she'll turn you down."

"I hope not. I was going to buy her a house for a wedding present."

Hermione laughed and got up as Emma started to wail. As Hermione rocked her baby, she said,

"How are you going to do it?"

"Going to surprise her. I'm leaving for Paris tomorrow."

"Heaven help us, Harry Potter can be romantic!" Hermione laughed. Harry looked insulted.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Hmm. Sixth year. An incidence with some Hufflepuff girl."

"Hey, it wasn't my fault! How was I supposed to know that when a girl says I like you, you're not supposed to turn bright red and run away?"

Hermione just laughed again. Ron apparated into the room and kissed her.

"Hey Harry. And how's my beautiful baby girl?" He cooed, taking Emma from his wife and kissing her head.

"Ron, Harry is going to propose to Ginny!" Ron very nearly dropped Emma. Hermione seized the baby and frowned at her husband.

"You're doing what?

"Proposing to Ginny…"

"That's bloody brilliant!"

"You mean it?" Harry, said heart rising. Ron nodded and swung Emma around.

"Isn't that great, Emma? Auntie Ginny's going to get married!"

"She still has to say yes."

"She will." Ron said confidently.

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"She'll say yes." Molly confirmed. Harry laughed.

"I'm glad everybody's so certain about this."

"What else would she say? She's been in love with you since… I don't know when!" Arthur said, slapping Harry on the back. Remus and Tonks grinned at him.

"Nervous?" Remus asked.

"Bloody terrified!"

"Good. This is the biggest decision of your life." Percy said, drying a mug his mother passed to him.

"Perhaps I should rethink the whole plan. Find a different way to do it." Harry mused. Molly shook her head and Tonks said,

"Are you kidding me? That's every girls dream! It's so romantic. Unlike this daft bugger, who wouldn't know romantic if it bit him on the backside." She said, elbowing Remus in the side. He laughed and told Harry,

"You're making us all look bad!" He turned to Tonks.

"And as for you, what do you do that deserves romance?"

"PLEASE don't answer that question." Hermione said, covering Emma's ears. Tonks laughed and hugged Remus.

"I love him really. But he's more fun when he's annoyed." Remus raised an eyebrow.

Fred and George looked at Bill. Bill nodded.

"Harry, as I am the oldest Weasley brother, I have been nominated to give you the 'talk'."

"The 'talk'?" Harry asked, frowning in confusion.

"Yes. I made notes." Bill said proudly. Fleur laughed as Jack crawled over the floor, chasing Crookshanks. Bill drew out a piece of paper.

"Ahem… Harry, my brothers and I regret to inform you that if you cause any pain and/or sorrow to our youngest sibling, Virginia Weasley, we shall not hesitate to cause you intense pain." He passed Harry a list.

"On the list we have written our chosen method of causing you pain. As you can see, not all of them are magical. There are quite a few physical methods in there too. I would also like to take this opportunity to congratulate Fred and George of their imaginative use of kitchen cutlery."

Fred and George beamed proudly. Harry scanned the list.

"Ron! You wouldn't really do that to me would you?"

"Excuse me? I haven't finished the 'talk'." Bill said huffily. He cleared his throat and said,

"And in conclusion we would like to welcome you to the family and congratulate you on this specials occasion."

He bowed and they applauded him, in a slightly mocking manner. Hermione took the list and her eyes widened.


"This is what you're letting yourself in for mate." Ron muttered as Hermione berated him on his specific torture method.

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Ginny entered her hotel room the next evening, yawning. Another hard day at work. Still, two weeks and she'd be home again.

But as she entered the room she froze. On her bed was an envelope. Hesitantly, she opened it.

My Virginia,

In your wardrobe awaits your outfit. In the vase awaits your rose.

At 7 o' clock, go down to the street. Your carriage awaits you.

She frowned and glanced at the clock. 6:45. Crossing to the wardrobe, she opened it to reveal the most beautiful dress she had ever seen. Sky blue, gold trimming and matching shoes.

Ginny smiled as she pulled on the dress. Who was doing this? The only person she could think of was Harry, but he was in England. And everyone knew that Harry wasn't really this romantic. The occasional gesture maybe. But this? No way. Ever since that incident with the Hufflepuff girl…

Collecting the blue white rose from the vase, she placed it in her hair and went down to the street. A white carriage awaited her on the street. The driver jumped down to help her up.

"Where are we going?"

He smiled but didn't answer. Ginny sat in the carriage as it drove through the streets of Paris.

Eventually the carriage stopped and Ginny looked out of the window.

"What the-"

They were at the Eiffel Tower. Ginny smiled. She had been dying to visit the tower since she had arrived in Paris but had never had the time. As she stepped out of the carriage a white platform appeared at the base of the Tower. She turned to the carriage driver.

"What do I do?" He pointed to the white platform.

Hesitantly she stepped onto it. Instantly, it rose gently into the air. The wind had stopped as she floated to the top of the tower.

On the ledge at the top of the tower the platform stopped. Ginny stepped onto the ledge and looked around. Waiting at the other end of the ledge stood Harry.


He turned to her and smiled.

"You look beautiful."

"What are you doing here?"

"Visiting you, of course.

"You should have told me you were coming! I would have met you-"

He stepped to her and placed a finger on her lips.

"Don't say a word."

He cleared his throat, looking nervous.

"Ginny… I love you. More than anything or anyone. You mean the world to me. We have the rest of our lives together and I only want to spend it with you. I never knew it was possible to feel like this. I want to give you everything. So… will you marry me?"

Ginny's mouth opened in shock. She stared at Harry. His solemn green eyes were fixed on hers. She took a deep breath and let it out. Harry's eyes fell to his shoes.


Harry's head snapped up. She was staring at him, as if unable to believe what she had just said.

"W-What?" He stuttered.

"Yes." Ginny repeated, sounding a bit surer than she looked.

"You'll marry me?"

"Yes! Yes!" Ginny cried and Harry hugged her tightly, swinging her around. She was crying out loud now. Harry kissed her face over and over again, unable to believe it.

After a few minutes the shock wore off and he held her at arms length.

"My god, I love you." He murmured. Fumbling in his pocket he pulled out a blue velvet box. Ginny gasped as she saw the ring.

"Oh, Harry, it's beautiful!" He slipped it onto her finger. She made a noise halfway between a sob and laugh.

"You did all this?" She said, gesturing the dress and around her at the Eiffel Tower.

"Yes. Do you like it?"

"I love it! I never knew you were so romantic!"

"You heard about the Hufflepuff, didn't you?" Harry said, looking disgruntled.

"Yes. Oh my god, Harry… we're going to get married!"

"I know. I can't believe it!"

"I can't either." She looked up at him. Harry smiled.

"I love you Ginny."

"You already said that."

"And I'm going to say it again. And everyday after that. And forever. Come what may, I'm going to tell you every single day that I love you."

But before he could say another word, she was kissing him and he couldn't say anything.

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(A year later.)

"Oh, that was beautiful!" Molly wept as she took her seat at the table. Arthur smiled at his wife.

"It was a lovely ceremony, wasn't it?"

"And so tastefully done!" Remus confirmed. Tonks laughed.

"Not many people could have pulled off that many flowers in such a small church."

They stopped talking as Ginny and Harry entered the room. Ginny was blushing beautifully and Harry looked rather uncomfortable in his suit. As they took their seats everyone applauded. Molly leant over to kiss Ginny's cheek.

"You looked so beautiful, darling! Absolutely gorgeous!" Ginny's smile grew wider, if that was possible. Harry laughed and kissed his wife.

"You're not a Weasley anymore, Gin."

"I know. I'm Virginia Potter. Look, even have matching hair!" She put her head next Harry's so the black hair was pressed into each other.

After the meal the lead singer of the Weird Sisters nodded towards Harry.

"Come on Ginny, we're supposed to dance the first one." Ginny stood, picking up the edge of her dress so she wouldn't trip. Hermione and Ron also stood, as did Remus and Tonks. As Harry and Ginny started to dance cameras went off in all directions. Ginny rested her head on Harry's shoulder, his arms wrapped around her.

Soon other couples had joined them on the dance floor. Several dances later Molly claimed Harry for a dance and Ginny discovered that she was required to dance with each of her brothers and her father. She laughed as Fred seized Tonks' hand and pulled her onto the dance floor where they both made over exaggerated dancing gestures. Remus and Angelina watched, laughing. A heavily pregnant Fleur pulled Bill into a dance while Jack sat proudly 'guarding' Emma.

As Harry took her hand for another dance she decided to tell him.


"Yes, Gin?" He said, smiling down at her. She took a deep breath.

"I'm pregnant." He froze and stared at her. The dancers continued around them.

"H-how?" Ginny raised an eyebrow.

"Do you want me to go into that?"

"No. When did you find out?"

"A couple of days ago."

"That's…" she closed her eyes, "brilliant!" She opened them again. He was grinning madly.


"Of course! That's bloody fantastic!"

"I don't think we should tell the others yet."

"No. We'll do it later. After the honeymoon."

"Yeah." Ginny said, as they started to dance again. "Later. Not like we're going anywhere in a hurry. I was afraid you'd freak out or something. But we'll get by, won't we Harry?" She looked up at him.

"Of course we will. Come what may. We'll get by."

The End

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I hope the chapter was pleasing. Fluffy, I know, but I can never resist adding fluff at the end.

As for the whole proposing on top of the Eiffel Tower thing. I just had to do it! Wasn't really my idea though. Someone I know asked his girlfriend's boss if he could give her the day off. The boss said yes and the boyfriend took her to Paris for the day, and then proposed to her on top of the Eiffel Tower! I just thought it was so romantic; I had to put it in here! (She said yes, by the way.)

Anyway, I have to say thank you to everyone who has reviewed this story! I just love you all so much!

I had a lot of response to the Remus/Hermione fic and most of it was negative. Looking back now, I realise it wasn't a good idea. Because I have discovered a new fave couple! Remus/Tonks! How adorable is that? I've already written one fic with them called 'See the Sun'.

So thank you to you all! You've been supportive, not to mention patient with this fic. You're amazing people!

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