Hi guys, I'm so sorry I haven't posted in so long! I've been dealing with stuff like picking out my wedding gown and playing with my friend's adorable son. Plus my pain in the butt sister was visiting. thanks for the patience guys I'll be posting a more interesting chapter soon, I promise!
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Krissy

“Oi! Harry go easy mate! You’re still healing!” George shouted at Harry as he whizzed by on his broom. Landing gently on the ground Harry held his broom and waited for the other men to land beside him.

“I tell you guys, I’m feeling fine, just a bit weak is all. I should be fine for the wedding in a few days.”

“If mum finds out we let you onto a broom she will box our ears!” Fred and George rounded on their little brother. “Oh is wittle Ronnikins scared of mean old mummy?” Ron pushed them both away. “Oh sod off!” walking angrily towards the burrow Ron swore under his breath. Harry just laughed and followed his friend. He felt dizzy but didn’t want to let the twins know that maybe it had been too soon for him to get on a broom.

Once in the living room of the burrow Harry plopped down on the sofa.
“Harry dear, are you okay? You look a fright!” Molly bustled over to him putting the back of her hand to his forehead.

“I’m fine, just a bit winded. I think maybe I should rest a bit before dinner.”
“Yes, yes. Off you go. As soon as you’re well I’m going to box your ears for getting on that broom!” Harry looked shocked at Molly’s words. “Oh don’t be so shocked Harry, a mum always knows when her boys are into mischief. Ron George and Fred are all in big trouble!”

Harry just chuckled as he walked up the stairs to the bedroom. Harry had been staying at the burrow since the incident. That way Ginny could set up his flat however she wanted for when they were finally married. Plus Molly would be around to take care of him until he fully recovered. No one spoke of it, but everyone was worried that the healers couldn’t figure out what the side effects of the spell were.

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“I don’t know Gin, Harry might freak if he sees you’ve made the water closet purple. Maybe stick to a nice blue?” Hermione was trying to help her friend decorate her soon to be home.


“I know, but I just kind of want to see the look on his face.” Ginny giggled. Then rather suddenly she got a somber look on her face and sat on the floor next to Hermione’s feet.

“I’m so scared Mione. I don’t know how to be a wife. I don’t know how to deal with Harry’s injury. He’s not getting well very quickly. I don’t know how to do anything. Plus now I’m going to be the Wife of the famous Harry Potter? I don’t know if I can handle this!”

Hermione leaned over and gently pat her friend on the head, her large belly preventing her from giving Ginny a hug from that position. “It will be alright Ginny. Harry is just… Harry. Plus he is getting well, you just wait and see, he’ll be up to par in no time. As for being a wife? You’re a natural. You put up with six big brothers, I think you can handle taking care of ONE whiney man. I bet the day after your wedding the hardest thing you’ll have to face is “Honey, where are my socks?” and nothing more.“ Both women erupted into giggles at this.

“Come now, lets finish moving your belongings. As long as nothing else happens you’re getting married in TWO DAYS!” Both the women squealed like they were teenagers again and Hermione laughed, “The baby just kicked! I think she is excited too!”
“Was that the first time you’ve felt her move?” Ginny was so excited
“Yes! She’s so excited to meet her Aunt Ginny and Uncle Harry!”
Ginny sat down on the couch “Oh wow, Aunt Ginny… I’m going to be an aunt, to your daughter.”
“Wow, you’re a quick one. Maybe one day we can go over how babies are made!” Hermione joked as Ginny threw a pillow at her head.