By the time Sunday came around, Ginny was starting to feel nervous for her brother. Harry had brought Rose to their home from Hogwarts and she had been just as beautiful and sweet as Harry had declared. Ginny had fallen in love with her. She looked so much like her brother it was hard to believe.
She sighed and leaned back into the strong arms that came around her. "Will you stop worrying?"
Ginny turned into her husband, snuggling closely into his chest. "You know how Mum is … she will somehow turn this around on the two of us because we knew about it and didn't tell her."
Harry chuckled at those words and kissed the top of his wife's head. "Yeah, that's true. But try not to think about it. Bill and Fleur are already here."
"Hey Uncle Harry!" Teddy declared as he stepped into the kitchen and opened the fridge. He pulled out an apple and bit down. "How's it going?"
Harry shook his head slightly. "Make yourself at home."
Teddy grinned. "Thanks." He crossed his legs and leaned back against the counter. "So … what's going on? We get to leave school for a barbecue?"
Ginny walked over to her nephew and tugged his face down to kiss his forehead. "Troublemaker. Why didn't you come here with your godfather when he brought everyone else here from school?"
"Was busy. There's this gorgeous bird I'm fairly fond of and I was in the process of running up third base on my way to a home run."
Ginny cuffed him gently across the head. "That's not anyway to talk about a lady, Theodore Remus Lupin!"
Teddy grinned sheepishly. "Sorry, Aunt Ginny. Oh, and you might want to go see James and Brig … they were talking about changing the propane tank into something else."
"Oh no," Ginny muttered, hurrying out of the room.
Harry laughed and reached behind his godson to grab a beer. "You know better than to talk like that in front of Ginny."
Teddy shrugged. "I needed her to leave. Uncle Harry, I need your advice."
Harry's eyebrow rose slightly. "Come on, we'll go into my study so we're not disturbed." He led the way into the study and took a seat on the edge of his desk, smiling when his godson closed the door behind him. "What's going on Teddy?"
Teddy sighed and ran his fingers through his mousy brown curls. "I'm dating Gabriella Thompson from Ravenclaw, right? The really gorgeous girl with the long black curls and the bright blue eyes."
Harry nodded, a small smile on his face. "I know who she is. I can't count the number of times I have had to get your attention back in class while you stare at her."
He blushed a bit and slipped his hands into his pockets. "Well … I mean, Dad gave me the talk and everything and … I've excelled at every level I've been to but I've never gone all the way, you know?"
"You haven't had sex."
He nodded. "I think … Gabby's the one, Uncle Harry. We've been dating for almost five months now and we both want to a lot … I just … I really don't want to mess it up!"
Harry nodded sympathetically. He remembered feeling that way himself. Of course, Sirius had went about it the most embarrassing way possible with stories and diagrams and detailed instructions. Harry had definitely appreciated it later on but at the time he had been mortified.
"Well, Sirius is the one who gave me directions in that sense. He was a little … unorthodox. Let's start off this way, what do you know?"
Teddy blushed a bit. "Where I'm supposed to put it?"
Harry sighed. "Teddy, have you …" his face turned a dark red as he spoke. "Have you had oral sex?"
He nodded. "Yeah, only with Gabby."
"You received or gave?"
Teddy blushed again. "Both."
"So you know where the clitoris is?"
He nodded, blushing again and shifting uncomfortably on his feet. "Yeah."
"That's what you got to work with. That's all I'm going to say. Sex is never perfect the first time. You have to practice. My advice is when you're both ready have her go on the potion and use the contraceptive charm. I think you're a little young but if you feel you're ready … well, guide yourself in slowly, use your hand if necessary and ask her. Let her guidance position you into the right place. Trust me, it will all come together." He explained carefully.
Teddy grinned at that. "And if she doesn't know either?"
Harry laughed a bit. "She'll know what brings her pleasure, Teddy. Now are we both embarrassed enough?" He grinned and rocked back on his toes. "I think so. Thanks Uncle Harry, I was … kind of embarrassed to ask Dad."
"Fair enough." He stood up and grinned at his godson. "Just be careful. Now why don't you head outside and see what you can do to help your aunt, everyone should be arriving soon."
"Brilliant! Is Warren upstairs?"
Harry shrugged. "You better hope so because if he's causing trouble with his cousins, he's getting a good lecture by Gin."
Teddy grinned. "I'll go find him."
Harry grinned as he watched his godson hurry off to find his younger brother. That had been an interesting thing to ask advice on. Harry just hoped that he had been helpful. He winced a bit as he realized he might have to have this conversation again in a few years with James and Brig. Then he froze a bit at the idea of Lily … he would much rather not think about it.
He headed into the kitchen in time to greet his cousin Dudley. "Dud, hey, glad you could make it?"
Dudley Dursley grinned broadly. "Me too, thanks for inviting us."
"Well, it is a family barbecue."
Dudley grinned at that. "Grace made a potato salad, can I stick it in the fridge?"
"Oh, yeah thanks!"
Grace stepped into the kitchen and then and Harry smiled. It still kind of blew his mind to think of Dudley married. Grace was a grade one teacher and she was as pretty as could be. She had long dark brown hair that she usually wore back in a long braid and bright green eyes. Her and Dudley oddly suited each other well. In her arms she held Harry's newest cousin, their daughter Ella Dursley who was nine months old.
"Hi Ella," Harry replied, taking her out of Grace's arms and kissing her cheek. "Wow, she's getting so big."
Grace smiled at that. "I know, she's growing more every day. It's nice to see you again, Harry."
"You too." He kissed Ella's cheek again. "You look just like your mama."
Sophia skipped into the kitchen then, bright blonde hair just like her father's but her mother's soft green eyes. "Hi Uncle Harry! Do you know where Lore is?"
Harry grinned and knelt down next to his other cousin. "I think she's in the backyard helping Aunt Ginny. How are you Sophia?"
She grinned. "Great!"
She skipped off happily and hurried out the backdoor.
Harry laughed. "Well, shall we head outside?"
He led the way into the backyard, Ella still in his arms. It still surprised him to think that his cousin had been married for six years. He had two beautiful daughters, one four and one nine months. He was very lucky. Harry was glad that he had found such a good life for himself.
Harry and Dudley had kept in touch since that surprise meeting twelve years ago at the hospital. Vernon had died two years after and Petunia had been pleased to see Harry and his wife at the funeral but she still didn't want anything to do with Harry. She was annoyed that Dudley continued to associate himself with him and his family but she no longer protested it. She was much too pleased at having two granddaughters to spoil.
"How's Aunt Petunia?" Harry asked, taking a seat at the picnic table and sitting Ella on his knee.
"She's doing alright. She was unimpressed when I told her we weren't going over for dinner because we were coming here but she didn't say anything, just pursed her lips."
Grace rolled her eyes. "Your mother needs to learn to let things go."
Dudley chuckled a bit at that. "Yeah. Harry, Mum comes over unexpectedly last week and Grace and I we aren't as super clean as Mum is, right? We had finished breakfast and hadn't gotten to the dishes yet and the laundry was in a basket but still had to be folded and it was almost lunch time. Mum walks in and starts ranting about how Grace can't keep a house properly and how a real mother wouldn't have kept her job but would have stayed home with the girls."
"You're kidding?" Harry exclaimed, not even surprised by his aunt's outburst.
"Not even a little bit. Grace just stood up and yelled back at her. She told her that just because she had used her own nephew as a child slave to help her finish all of her daily chores and just because she had not even worked on top of having that help didn't make her a saint but in fact made her a selfish bint who didn't deserve the son she had. Mum was speechless."
Grace grinned at that. "I think it gave her a wake-up call. She's been just peachy to me since."
Harry laughed, shaking his head. "Wow, I see some things haven't changed."
"Daddy, Daddy, can Sophia and I play Quidditch?" Lorelai asked, tugging on Harry's shirt.
"You don't have broom, Lore."
She grinned wickedly. "I'll fly James'. He said I could!"
"Oh, he said that, did he? Sophia has never flown on a broom, Lorelai."
"Er," Grace said quietly. "I'm not sure if I want her on a broom."
Harry smiled at that. "She would be perfectly safe." He turned back to his daughter. "Alright, how about you go get my broom from the shed and me, you and Sophia will go up together?"
"But Dad, than we can't play Quidditch!"
"You're too young to play Quidditch with the big kids, Lore, you know that." He gave her a small smile. "But you can fly with me if you want."
She tilted her head and her eyes twinkled at him. "Can I do the broom?"
He sighed. Those eyes, exactly like her mother's did him in. "Yes."
She hurried off laughing and Harry turned to look at his cousin and his wife.
"Boy does she have you wrapped around her finger," Grace said. "So, this broom?"
"I'll make sure she doesn't get hurt."
"Good," Dudley said, eyeing Grace carefully. "Grace and I wanted to talk to you about something anyway."
"What's up?" Harry asked, handing Ella back to Dudley.
Dudley cleared his throat and leaned in a bit across the table. "How uh … how old do kids have to be before they start displaying magic?"
"Magic?" Harry asked in surprise, his eyebrow rising slightly. "Who's doing magic?"
Dudley shrugged. "I don't really know, but I think Sophia might be. Grace doesn't think she has any magical relatives on her side of the family but I do and Sophia has been doing some weird things."
"Like what?" Harry asked, a little curious at the idea.
"Well, last night we put her to bed and tucked her in and read her a story. Then just as I turned out the light, all the lights in her room came back on, including the lamp on the opposite side of the room. I hit the switch again for the big light and then it came back on. She was giggling and said she didn't want to be in the dark. Then a few weeks back she had decided to climb the tree in the backyard and she fell. I wasn't fast enough to catch her but she landed on her butt and she bounced … ten feet off the ground she fell and she bounced, didn't even have a scratch! And a few weeks before that we told her to clean up her toys and she waved her hand and everything was suddenly back in place."
Harry grinned at that. "Oh, she's magical, Dud."
Dudley groaned. "I'm so not equipped to deal with this."
Harry laughed. "Look, if you need anything give me a call in the meantime, I can talk to her if you want, explain why she has to not use her magic in front of anyone other than her family. I'll mention it to Severus and he'll make sure she's on the list for Hogwarts."
Dudley nodded. "Thanks Harry. Um … what should I do?"
"Well, you're going to have to make her understand that magic is a secret and she shouldn't ever use it in front of her friends or at school, especially if she's already making things float." He explained, glancing over to where Sophia and Lorelai were holding his broom and then he swore under his breath as something else caught his eye. "James Remus Potter what the hell are you doing?" He yelled.
James was hanging upside down over his father's head. "They're only filled with pudding."
"Put those balloons down before your mother sees them. If I see anyone covered in pudding you two will be in detention with me until seventh year."
James sighed and handed the basket of balloons to his father. "Can I just throw one at Uncle Fred?"
Harry's mouth twitched slightly. He really would like to see that considering Fred Weasley was the bane of his existence when it came to the trouble his sons found. "No." He took the basket and put it on the table. "Now go play Quidditch with your cousins."
James flew away in disappointment and Harry pulled out his wand to get rid of the balloons before turning back to his cousin. "See what I have to deal with?"
Dudley chuckled a bit at that and then grinned as Lorelai and Sophia appeared next to them again. "Yeah, I can see."
"Can we fly now?" Lorelai asked.
Harry nodded and grabbed his broom. "Yes, we can. Come here, you two." He sat on the broom and Sophia sat in front of him, Lorelai in front of her. "Lore, hold on tight to the end, every little touch will move it. Now kick off with your foot."
Lorelai kicked off hard and Harry grinned when they lifted off. She was going to be a great flyer. He held onto Sophia and Lore, his arms around both as they moved quickly in the sky. They went around a few times and then Harry landed the broom.
"Once more, Daddy?" Lorelai asked.
Sophia nodded. "Please, Uncle Harry!"
He smiled. "Sorry guys, not today. Go find something else to do."
He took a seat at the picnic table with Dudley and Grace again just as Ginny headed over to them.
"Dudley, Grace, I didn't even see you guys come in!" Ginny exclaimed, hugging them both. "Thanks for coming." Her eyes darkened a bit as she looked into the distance. "Harry, James and Brig are wrestling."
Harry sighed and stood up. "On it."
It was twenty minutes later for all of the kids to be occupied and for all of the Weasleys to arrive except for Ron and Hermione. Molly Weasley however had already zeroed in on the new redhead and it was Harry's bad luck that she found him first.
"Harry, who is that redhead on the monkey bars with Lily?"
He sighed. "Um … That's Rose, she's a … friend."
"A friend?" Molly repeated, eyeing her son-in-law suspiciously. "What don't I know?"
"I can't tell you, Mum, but I promise you will know by the end of the day." Then he had escaped as quickly as he could.
He had barely made it back into the house just as the doorbell rang. His eyebrow rose slightly at the sound. Ron would have just walked in.
He walked over to the door and tugged it open, his eyes widening at the sight before him.
"Hi Harry, I brought a bunt cake."
"Who's at the door, Harry?" Ginny asked, coming up behind him and slipping an arm around his waist. "Cho?"
Cho smiled sweetly at them. "Well, aren't you two going to invite me in?"
Harry just glared at her. "What the fuck are you doing here?"
Cho pouted. "I thought you were having a barbecue."
"Yeah and what the hell gave you the idea that you were invited?"
She giggled and bit her bottom lip. "After we talked at the bank I thought maybe you wanted to see me again."
Ginny's eyes darkened and Harry could feel the tension in her. "How dare you show up at our front door and hit on my husband? How many times does one have to tell you that it's over between the two of you? What is wrong with you?"
Cho glared at Ginny. "There's nothing wrong with me!"
"Hey, what's going on, guys?" Charlie asked, coming up behind them. "Wow, it's the slag come to pay a visit."
"Excuse me?" Cho exclaimed, flipping her hair back.
Charlie leaned against the wall and winked at her. "Still trying to get in my brother-in-law's pants? Shit, it's been like fifteen years, get the fuck over it. Harry, the cooler's almost empty, everything in the fridge?"
"Yeah, help yourself, Charlie."
"So, can I come in?" Cho asked once Harry turned back to her.
Ginny crossed her arms in front of her. "In fact you can get the fuck off our property before I turn you into the good-for-nothing conniving little rat that you are!"
Cho grinned at Ginny. "It's not my fault that your husband is attracted to me. If you can't keep him satisfied there's nothing I can say about it."
Harry grabbed Ginny around the waist and tugged her back against him before she could jump Cho. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her neck and she slowly calmed a little.
"Cho, I'm so satisfied with my wife that I'm the happiest man alive. We shag like rabbits. She is the most amazing and most beautiful woman I have ever known. You are not. You're an annoying self-centered stalker who doesn't know what it means to leave someone alone. I have been more than tolerable of your ridiculous crush on me but if I EVER see you speaking to my wife or anyone else in my family EVER again or talking to me EVER again or EVER coming to my home again I will use my power to have you put away."
"Power?" Cho said quietly, her voice trembling in a way that made Harry realize she was finally taking him seriously.
"He's Harry Potter," Ginny exclaimed as if she was talking to an idiot. "If he makes a complaint against you, who do you think would win?"
Cho took a step back.
"Get the fuck off my property." Harry declared, slamming the door in her face.
Ginny turned into him, her whole body trembling. "That did not just happen."
Harry's arms tightened around her. "It sure did. What a stupid idiot? I don't even know how to make myself more clear."
"I think she got the point, Harry."
"I sure as hell hope so," Bill said, grinning at them. "That was quite a show."
Fred nodded from next to him. "Tell me about it. But I think you should have sicced Ginny on her."
George grinned at that and crossed his arms over his chest. "Most definitely. She would have put that slut in her place."
Ginny grinned at those words and kissed Harry's chin. "I might have killed her. It was right of you to restrain me."
He laughed and kissed her softly. "Good."
Bill grinned at them. "Well, now that that drama's over, can we go start the next one?"
"Next one?" Ginny asked, eyeing her brother quizzically.
George nodded. "Ron and Hermione just got here and Mum looked like she was about to blow."
Harry grabbed Ginny's hand and they ran through the house and into the backyard just in time to hear Molly's voice a little higher than usual.
"What did you just say, dear?"
Ron and Hermione were standing in the middle of the backyard holding hands. Molly and Arthur were in front of them. Arthur was holding his wife's arm and Molly's hands were on her hips. The rest of the family was surrounding them.
"Hermione and I are back together. In fact, we're getting married." Ron replied, smiling brightly at his mother. "She's the love of my life."
Molly eye's softened a bit. "And where exactly has Hermione been?"
Hermione paled slightly as she took a step towards her future mother-in-law. "I was in Australia. I moved there after I found out I was pregnant."
"Rose?" Ron said, tugging his daughter to his side. "Mum, this is my daughter, Rosalind Ginevra Weasley."
The entire backyard held their breath.
"OH! Come here, dear, I'm your grandmum!" She hugged Rose tight and kissed her cheek. "I'm so pleased to meet you."
Rose grinned and hugged Molly tightly. "Me too. I'm even more happy that my mum is marrying my dad."
Molly smiled at that. "Me as well."
She stood up then and let Arthur greet his granddaughter before she placed her hands on her hips again.
"Now who is going to explain to me why it took you two dunderheads eight years to realize you were in love with each other and then another twelve before you decided to marry?"
George raised his hand slightly. "Well, we did drop Ron on his head a lot."
Fred nodded in agreement. "And Hermione was just an idiot."
Molly grinned and hurried over to hug Hermione tightly. "Welcome to the family, dear."
Tears rolled down Hermione's cheeks as she hugged Molly tightly. "You don't hate me for taking Rose away."
Molly kissed Hermione's cheek. "I know what it's like to realize you're unmarried and pregnant. I made one decision and you made the other. I can't fault you for that. But …"
She let go of Hermione and walked over to her son, cuffing him across the head.
"But you! You should have gone after her, Ronald!"
Ron grimaced. "I know."
Arthur came to stand beside his wife. "You finally made the right decision, Ron, don't blow it."
Ron grinned at his father and took Hermione's hand in his. "I don't plan on it." He tugged her close and kissed her deeply inciting a loud cheer from the family.
Harry grinned at his two best friends. "All I can say, is about damn time!"
Ginny grinned at her husband. "The family is finally coming together."
Sirius slipped his arm around Ginny from the other side. "And the sexy one is here so one has to worry."
Remus shook his head at his friend. "Let's ignore him and get the barbecue started."
"Sounds like a plan," Harry replied.
Then he groaned.
Aidan and Flynn were each on a broom, hanging upside down with pudding balloons in their hands and James and Brig were grinning identical smirks below them, pointing openly to family members.
Harry simply pointed up and Ginny's eyes darkened.
"Aidan, Flynn," Ginny began as she started to make her way across the yard towards her sons.
Harry just grinned.
Everything was back to normal.
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