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'I often thought of him,' she said softly as she gazed into the distance at the hills and fields that fenced them in. This was the place she always came to talk with her older brother; not far from the house where they had grown up. 'During my pregnancy, I mean,' she continued, still not looking at him.

'Yeah?' asked George quietly, and she realised from the corner of her eye that he was looking at her.

She nodded. 'I don't know exactly why either. But I couldn't help thinking that he'll never meet Jamie. And Jamie won't know him.'

Speaking of the devil, the baby in her arms made a small sound and sneezed. Her eyes slid down to her three-day-old son lying in her arms. Ginny and George both laughed as James sneezed again.

'Bless you, sweetie,' Ginny said softly, taking James' small hand in her own and stroking the soft skin.

'I don't know if it was because I'm more hormonal when I'm pregnant - and even now. But again, I feel guilty that I'm so happy now that the little one is here, even though my brother, whom I love very much, is dead,' she continued, shrugging her shoulders. Again her eyes turned to the distance.

George reached out a hand and stroked his nephew's silky black hair on his little head. 'But that was exactly what Fred wanted. He fought because he wanted to give the people he loved a future. That's what he died for. And he would never be disappointed or angry that you're so happy, Gin-Gin,' he assured his sister. 'By Merlin, he probably would have laughed at you for getting pregnant so early.'

'Of course he would have,' Ginny agreed with a grin, 'And I would have gladly put up with that. I wish he could meet Jamie, hold him in his arms and be a wonderful uncle to him.' She paused for a moment. 'But instead you're here,' she joked, to which George laughed.

James made another sound and stretched his little arms as his eyes slowly closed. Without thinking twice, Ginny passed her son to her brother. It was the first time he had held his first nephew. George's hand wandered to the baby's cheek and stroked it soothingly as James slowly drifted off to sleep.

'I wish he could meet my baby too,' George murmured then, his gaze still fixed on James.

Ginny looked at him in surprise. 'You know Angelina's pregnant?!'

Her brother laughed softly. 'She left the bloody pregnancy test in the bathroom. Of course I know she's pregnant. I also know you know.'

'How?'

'Because you looked at me really emotionally charged after you nursed Jamie and Angie was with you,' he countered with a grin.

His sister looked at him indignantly. 'How can you look emotionally charged. Besides, it might as well have been my hormones. I just had a baby three days ago,' she defended herself.

Laughing, George put an arm around her and gently pulled her to him. 'Admit it, Gin-Gin, I've just known you for far too long.'

'Why didn't you tell Angie you knew?'

'Because it's really funny to see her always pacing around me, trying to get up the courage to tell me,' he replied, shrugging his shoulders.

Ginny shook her head. 'You're incredible!'

For a while there was a comfortable silence between the two siblings, broken only by James' soft baby noises and the still warm October wind. Then George looked back at his sister.

'If it's a boy, I'd like to name him Fred, if Angie is okay with that,' he finally said.

Ginny nodded and thoughtfully placed one hand on her still round belly; a habit from her pregnancy that she still hadn't given up. With her other hand she propped herself up on the grass behind her. 'I assumed you would,' she replied. 'Harry and I had briefly considered naming Jamie Fred. Or choosing Fred as a middle name. But we didn't want to because we're leaving the name up to you and not going on a 'first come, first served' basis.'

'I would never have been mad at you guys for calling him Fred - first or second name. I never thought I'd have a kid of my own one day anyway. Oh shit, Mum's going to freak when she finds out Angelina's pregnant without either of us being married,' George realised.

'Mum should just be happy that she's having another grandchild! She's really still living in the last century. You've been together for a long time, you both have a job that pays well and you're in your mid-twenties. There are no better conditions for bringing a child into the world. What the fuck does it matter if you're married on paper or just happily in a relationship,' Ginny interjected, to which George grinned. 'Besides, Mum knows that all of us, except Percy, are living or have lived in sin. As if we wait until marriage to have sex,' she said with a snort.

'And it's because of comments like that from you that I love you, Sis!'

Ginny grinned cheekily at him. 'Thank you! And since you love me so much, dearest brother, you like changing Jamie's nappy, don't you? I smell he's left a big surprise in there for you,' she said as James slowly woke up and became restless.

'No definitely not,' George said, but it was already too late as Ginny had already got up and headed back towards the foxhole. Sighing, he stood up with James in his arms and looked at the baby. 'Your mummy can be a real dumbass sometimes!'

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Time flies by

July 2019

Her daughter was an adult. It was hard for her to admit, but if the fact that she was already married wasn't enough, the fact that her daughter already had teenage children of her own was. Time had flown by so quickly that she often wished she could rewind it. Of course, she wouldn't want to relive the war, but she would like to be in her early thirties again for a day or a week and have all her children living at home with her.

But those days were long gone. Her eldest was already almost fifty and his daughter was also grown up. And she and her husband were also inching closer to seventy.

'Time flies by far too fast.' She jolted up from her thoughts and looked at her daughter who had stepped beside her and was also looking out the window into the garden where the children were playing.

'How right you are about that,' Molly said, turning to her. 'How I would love to hold my little girl in my arms again. You all still little and Bill still at home with us,' she spoke her thoughts.

Ginny laughed. 'Then you'd have to jump back about thirty-six years.'

'Or at least twenty years back, not counting the war and everything, of course. I miss even the time when you were a rebellious teenager with you being incredibly stubborn.' Molly laughed. 'When you were pregnant with Lily, I wished that she would turn into puberty just like you did back then, so you could see how difficult that was.'

'I mean that's still possible. Lily's only eleven,' Ginny replied with a grin. 'And come on, I wasn't that bad!'

'Well, you always had a stubborn streak and wanted your own way. Of your brothers, you were always the most like Fred and George. Maybe it would have been better for you if Bill and Charlie had lived at home a little longer.'

'I'd like to be a normal sixteen year old again for a day too. I was just too busy with other things then and never really enjoyed being that young," Ginny said nostalgically.

'But you had some good moments in your youth too. You were in love with Harry and dating him even then. Your focus was on him and you gave each other something to look forward to even in the difficult times. It was always him.'

'I dated other boys too, Mum,' her daughter reminded her.

'Yes, but they were just placeholders. None of them really touched your heart. You never seemed as in love while you were with Dean or Michael as you did when you were with Harry,' Molly interjected.

Ginny leaned against the countertop and thought. Then she said, 'You know, I've always thought there was no way he would ever really be interested in me' Molly knew she meant Harry.

'Well why not my darling? You're smart, brave and beautiful; Ginny:'

'I just didn't think I could ever be smart enough, brave enough or beautiful enough for Harry Potter to notice me. It was hard to believe that he would see me as anything other than just his best friend's little sister. The little girl who can't get a word out around him. In general, I never thought that even a boy would be interested in me. The incidents in my first year didn't exactly make it easier. I had trouble making normal friends who didn't think I was a freak.' Her mother looked at her sympathetically. 'But then I learned to love myself again. I learned to respect who I was and probably most importantly, I learned to see him as just Harry; a normal teenager like everyone else was. Alright, maybe not quite that normal. More like one who is very attracted to trouble.' Both women laughed. She continued, 'But he was-'

'Just a boy,' Molly completed. 'I couldn't have asked for a better husband for you. It's nice to see how much you still love each other after almost eightteen years of marriage.'

'We had the best role model after all,' she replied, smiling at her mother. 'My brothers as well.'

'That's true, but still I always feel it's even more special with you and Harry.' Ginny looked at her confused.

'What do you mean by that, Mum?' 'You two aren't like your brothers and their wives, and you're not like your father and me. You still seem so in love, like you haven't been together for twenty-two years and had three children' Molly sighed. 'I don't know how to describe it, but you seem so loving and harmonious together. If you don't believe in true love or soul mates, all you have to do is look at you and you're convinced otherwise.'

Because they were. Harry and Ginny were soulmates. You didn't need proof of that, you just saw it.

'I love him so much,' Ginny said, looking through the open doorway at her husband sitting in the living room with her brothers.

'I know, darling. And that's wonderful!'

Ginny took a step towards her mother and hugged her, 'I love you, Mummy.'

Molly's tears almost came at those words. It had been a long time since Ginny had called her Mummy. 'I love you too, little one!'

Both women disengaged from each other and fell into a comfortable silence as they watched the children in the garden. Then Ginny became aware of two arms wrapped around her waist from behind. She didn't need to turn around to know who it was.

Harry leaned down to her and kissed her on the cheek. 'What do you think about a game of Quidditch against your brothers and Angelina? You on one team, me on the other?' he asked her quietly.

Ginny smiled at him. 'Get my broom and I'll go change. I'm going to kick your ass, Potter!'

Harry laughed. 'I'm not quite sure about that, Potter!'

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Hinny headcanon

Harry and Ginny talk about everything without the slightest bit of awkwardness or embarrassment.

Talking about having kids together in the future when they aren't even married? - Yeah!

Discussing things like periods? - Why not?!

Mentioning that they'll be married one day? - Of course!

That is what I love so much about them!

YES I think this is canon!! Their comfort level with each other is so good

YESSSSSS - I always think nerves to bring it up at the beginning, and then maybe one of them brings it up. And then once one of them says something off hand - like while babysitting teddy or something. and then they randomly cuddle and whatnot and will talk easily about that stuff

LOL

YSESS same as the kids chatter!!!

share hinny head canons?

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Headcanon n°2

James Sirius wasn’t a planned baby. 

I mean Ginny was only twenty-one and Harry only twenty-two when Ginny got pregnant. Of course, many people want to have kids this early but Harry and Ginny have been through a war which is barely six years over. They both started getting their lives together - Harry as an Auror and Ginny as a professional quidditch player.

In my opinion, stopping to play professional quidditch after - idk three years or so - to start a family at the age of twenty-one, is just not Ginny. 

In addition, Harry must have been pretty scared when Ginny told him that she’s pregnant because he has no idea how to be a good dad ‘cause he never had one. 

Of course both of them would be thrilled after a while but I do think that it was a shock at first for both of them.

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Headcanon n°1

When Ginny Potter visits Hogwarts because of James's misbehaviour (and we know Ginny can get really angry) her cloak blows similar to Snape's when he used to walk through the corridors.

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“They meant Potter, didn’t they?” (hinny one shot)

In view of the many tragic events we have had to experience this year, it is all the more beautiful to announce now that even in such difficult times, there is still room for love.

It has long been rumoured whether the Chosen One has already found his chosen one, but as the latest pictures show, there is no doubt he has not. Harry Potter and Ginevra Weasley have been spotted together many times, which seems obvious to everyone at first, after all, the seventeen-year-old is the little sister of Harry's best friend, the other war hero Ronald Weasley. But the latest pictures suggest that the vanquisher of the most dangerous wizard of all time sees more in her than just the sister of a friend.

After the two were spotted holding hands in Diagon Alley and the rumours gained momentum, we asked the eighteen-year-old directly. He did not comment on it, but did not deny the rumors either.

Both are said to have had a relationship in 1997, but ended it before Harry set out to overthrow the dark wizard. Shortly after the war, however, they are said to have got back together, although some rumour that they were never apart.

We will see what the future holds for the two of them and wish them all the best.

The girl on the cover looked familiar to him and he knew why. Of course he knew Harry Potter; they had both been participants in the Triwizard Tournament and competed against each other there. Then he had seen him again about two years later at the wedding of another participant in the tournament, Fleur Delacour. And there he had also seen this girl.

He had actually realised then that she had to be a Weasley. If the red hair wasn't enough of an indication, the numerous freckles would have given the proof. She was incredibly pretty and he could understand Potter all too well that he had chosen her.

He himself had not been at the battle. He had been in Bulgaria, his home country, at the time. But he had heard a lot about it, from all sorts of sources, who also reported many different things. But if there was one thing he knew, it was that Potter deserved to be happy.

He folded up the newspaper and put it aside. His gaze turned to the woman across from him. "Are the rumours true?"

"Isn't it obvious?" she asked, smiling knowingly.

"Tell them both from me that I wish them all the best".

She smiled again. "I will"

Then a thought occurred to him. "Tell me Hermione, were they already together or still together at Bill and Fleur's wedding?"

"Yes, why do you ask?"

"Because at the wedding, when I noticed how good looking she was, someone told me that the Weasley girl had a jealous boyfriend. They meant Potter, didn't they?"

"You're quite nosy Viktor, but yes. Very likely they referred to Harry. Don't you dare make a pass at her though, because he wouldn't like that at all. And then you'd have to take on not only Harry, but Ron as well," Hermione warned him, but kept smiling.

"Don't worry, I won't mess with Potter, I have too much respect for him for that. And I don't want to mess with your friend either. It's already a great honour for me that he allowed you to meet with me at all," Krum replied and he smiled slightly too. "It's been a long time between us and I want you to know that I am happy for you too. You deserve the best and Weasley is a good guy!"

Hermione looked straight at him. "Yes, he is"

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My top ten Harry Potter shippings

1. Hinny (Harry x Ginny)

2. Jily (James x Lily)

3. Linny (Luna x Ginny)

4. Deamus (Dean x Seamus)

5. Georgelina (George x Angelina)

6. Grindeldore (Grindelwald x Dumbledore)

7. Marthur (Molly x Arthur)

8. Tedoire (Teddy x Victoire)

9. Remadora (Remus x Nymphadora Tonks) 

10. Romione (Ron x Hermione)

(Funfact: My headcanon is that one of the Potter children falls in love with Dean and Seamus’s daughter (I always imagine them to have a daughter) aaaaaaand though I love Tonks and Remus, I also ship Wolfstar a bit but I also imagine that Sirius had something with Marlene McKinnon in his school days)

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Tonks’s words of wisdom

She held him in her arms and a feeling of love washed over her.

She had never held a baby in her arms before. She was the youngest and her brothers had no children of their own yet. But she never thought she could take a baby she had only known for a few minutes and who wasn't even really related to her into her heart so quickly.

No, he wasn't related to her, but his mother had been like a big sister to her since she knew her - and her ex-boyfriend would be godfather to the little creature in her arms.

"He's incredibly cute," she said without taking her eyes off the baby. Her voice was soft and frail - quite unusual for her. "He's so small."

"Don't get any ideas, Ginny!" her mother remarked. "Babies are cute, but a lot of work. Not something an almost seventeen year old would easily cope with. Even adults get pushed to their limits a lot."

Ginny turned to look at her mother. "Mum, who was I supposed to have a baby with now?!" she asked, not knowing whether to be shocked or amused. "Besides, I'm not planning on having a baby at seventeen!"

At that moment Remus poked his head back into the room. "Molly, can you come here for a minute?" he asked her mother quietly. She nodded and walked out of the room.

Ginny went back to the bed and put Teddy in his mother's arms, who grinned at Ginny. "I see, you don't have anyone to have a baby with," Tonks said teasingly, wiggling her eyebrows.

"Harry and I aren't together anymore!"

"It will only be a matter of time before you are together again. It won't be that long. Besides, I wouldn't say you're separated either. Officially yes, but neither of you really want to let the other go and if you could, you would spend 24/7 together. There are still little jealous monsters lurking inside both of you that could never bear the thought of either of you getting together with someone else."

Ginny didn't reply, but stroked Teddy's head, who at that moment changed his hair colour from dark blonde to red. She smiled.

"Even if all this lasted another hundred years, you'd never get over each other," Tonks continued.

"Oh come on, what was between Harry and me was just a 'stupid fling between two teenagers who don't know what they want out of life and think they're madly in love with each other'," Ginny repeated the words she'd had to listen to many times and from many different people over the past few months.

"Let the others talk," Tonks retorted, making a dismissive gesture with her hand. "Only you two know how deep your feelings are for each other and no one can take that away from you. No one knows how much you really love each other. They're all just jealous that they don't have that. No one believed me at first either, how much I love Remus."

"But you're older," Ginny said.

"So what?! Even if we'd been younger, we'd have had to listen to all that stuff. How could you fall in love with a werewolf? How could you be with a man so much older than you? Age doesn't matter. Neither how big the age difference is between two people nor how old the two people are. Love is love," Tonks said, shrugging.

"I hope everything goes well and I can be with Harry again," Ginny whispered.

Tonks smiled at her. "You will!" she assured her, "And then you'll marry him eventually and then you'll have children together."

Ginny laughed.

"Trust me, your kids would look really cute. And you'd have lots of them! Four, five, maybe even six. And all of them would be incredibly talented at Quidditch, handsome and stubborn. Just like Mummy and Daddy."

Ginny was still laughing. "That's weird, thinking that far into the future."

"Then stop wondering what will be in the future and live in the present."

~

Only five and a half years later, the future Tonks had been talking about seems to be here.

Ginny turns her head to the right and looks at the black haired man beside her. There is a big smile on his face and tears are running down his cheeks.

Their eyes meet and they both grin at each other. Harry leans forward and gives her a kiss. Then their eyes turn back to the baby in Ginny's arms.

Whirling through Ginny's mind is all that Tonks had said to her. And with all that had been said, she had been right.

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Next generation

The first one was Teddy. As Harry’s godson he was considered as family. This means, he was the first of the new generation. You can't deny he's Tonks's son which makes especially Ginny very proud (she loved Tonks and always considered her as a sister) but he also has some of Remus's personality traits.

Victoire is the second and the closest to Teddy. Those two were the first, which gave them a strong bond. First, they were best friends and later became lovers. Her personality is very Fleur-like and she also looks a lot like her mother.

Then came Dominique. She is very different to her big sister. Dominique looks a lot more like Bill and also has more of his personality.

After her, James rolled around. Though he has Harry's hair, he looks more like Ginny (brown big eyes, freckles, the same smile). His personality is very much like his names sake's. I personally imagine him to be very close to Dominique and Fred.

Fred was the next. He doesn't look exactly like Angelina nor like George. He has brown hair and tanned skin with some freckles spread over his nose. He is very much like his name sake which makes George more than proud.

Then Rose was born. She has so much of Ron in her. But her red hair has the same structure like her mother's hair. Just like Hermione, she is very smart but also loves quidditch a lot.

Albus was next. No need to mention that he looks a lot like Harry but without glasses. He is rather calm (I imagine his personality to be similar to Remus's). He is very close to Rose and was his whole life an easy child (I don't see CC as canon 'cause I just can't imagine Harry to have such a f*cked up and toxic relationship with any of his children).

Molly was the second and last cousin who got named after a Weasley. Her grandma cried when her dad announced her name and cried again when she held her. She is just like Percy smart and calm and she definitely prefers a book over everything.

Roxanne is the second child of George and Angelina. She looks like her older brother but has a calmer personality, though she is definitely not calm or shy.

Louis looks like Fleur. His blonde hair is not as long as Bill's but longer than his male cousin's. He is again more like Fleur but you can see that he is Bill's son.

Lucy is much like her sister. She is smart and doesn't get into any trouble. She looks more like Audrey (I imagine both to have brown hair and Idk... probably blue eyes). She is kinda close to Hugo and Lily 'cause they're in the same year at Hogwarts but I imagine that Percy and Audrey (though Percy sorted everything out with his family) prefer to be a bit more seperated and aren't as close to everyone as his other siblings, nieces, nephews and in-laws are.

Then came Hugo. He is definitely Ron's son. Though he looks more like Hermione, his personality is so like Ron's.

Lily is the last one and so similar to her mother though you can't deny she's Harry's daughter. She gets into trouble like her eldest brother but she is always there for a serious talk just like her youngest brother.

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Twenty-one all over again (hinny one shot)

Fuck.

This wasn't planned.

She was 37 and would be turning 38 this year. The last time this happend, she was fucking 26. Over a decade younger.

But she knew it could happen. She was older than ten years ago of course. But she wasn't ancient either. On top of that, witches get way older than muggles. So witches have more time to get into that condition.

"Shit," she said to herself. "Shit, shit, shit!"

She fell into silence again and stared down in her lap. Until...

"Gin?" It was her husband, knocking on the door. "Gin, can I come in? You've been in the bathroom for ages!"

She stood up from the closed toilet seat and went to the door. She unlocked it and let her husband in. At first, he looked a bit annoyed but as soon as he saw her face - the worrying look which was so untipical for her - he looked worried himself.

"You okay?" He quietly asked.

"It depense" she answered, not looking into his eyes.

"What's wrong? Are you sick?"

"No. No, I'm not sick."

"Then what's up? Is someone-"

"I'm pregnant"

Harry's eyes widened. He gulped. "You- what?!"

"I AM PREGNANT" she pronounced every little word clearly.

"How?"

"You know how."

"Yeah, 'course I do. But when did we forget-?" He trailed off.

She didn’t reply. “How should we do this” she wispered instead. 

“Hey Gin.” Harry took a step forward and pulled her in his arms. “It’ll be alright. We can manage it - we have money, we have time.”

Ginny snorted. “Time?! We are both working!”

“If you want, I could work from home. Which you can, by the way,, as well. We are not bonded to the office.” Harry’s face lit up. “Merlin, we are having another baby!”

“You are honestly excited?! James is sixteen by the time the baby is born. Al is thirteen and Lily eleven - that’s such a huge age difference!” she exclaimed.

“Who cares? Lily will be over the moon when we tell her that  she will become a big sister. Al will probably just shrug it off and James will first hate us but then love the idea to have a little one around who is not his own.”

Ginny laughed at that. “And Teddy will be happy that my mum will be distracted and doesn’t ask him every few minutes, when he’ll get married or become a father.”

“And your mum will be so excited and start knitting little jumpers and hats for our little one. Does it sound so bad?”

She shook her head. “No, it doesn’t. But Merlin, I feel 21 all over again.”

Twenty-one. When she fell pregnant with James - unplanned.

He was going to reply when they heard footsteps and first the bedroom and then the bathroom door open. 

“Mum, Dad-” James frowned when he saw the look on his parents’ faces. “What’s up?”

“I’m pregnant” Ginny blurted out.

James’ eyes widened. “By Merlin’s pink knickers! And there I was, innocently walking upstairs with the intention to ask if you come down for breakfast. And now there is an extra person invited!” He pointed at his mum’s stomach and walked out of the bathroom while shaking his head. 

But he was smiling.

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Ginny’s brothers

Bill was her hero. Ginny was only a year old when he went to Hogwarts so he missed a lot of Ginny’s early childhood. After Hogwarts he left home to start working so Ginny never saw much of him but she only heard the best about him (Headboy, Curse Breaker, etc.). In the time Bill was back in England they finally spent more time together and Ginny realized that her eldest brother was exactly what she’s been told her whole life; her hero.

Charlie was her inspiration. He was away a lot as well but he was there the first years of her life. He was very good at Quidditch and very brave (I mean excuse me, he worked with dragons) something that really inspired Ginny in her development. 

Percy was the one who taught her ambition. Though his nerdiness annoyed her multiple times in her life and it took some fair time for her to forgive him after the war, she admired his ambition. He never gave up, something that Ginny didn’t as well. She fought for a better future, a future with Harry.

Fred and George were her favourite brothers. She only admitteted it to George a month after the war when they were talking about Fred on a hill near the Burrow during sunrise. Fred and George always made her laugh and cheered her up when she was sad (after the chamber of secrets, after her and Harry’s break-up, etc.) and they always let her participate in their pranks. The twins taught her that there is always a light at the end of the tunnel even if it’s a train (they definitely said that exactly at one point in their life).

Ron was the one she cared about the most. Of course, she never admitted it to him but just as much as he cared about her, she cared about him. They were only 17 months apart and shared the same friends. And though Ron annoyed her sooooo many times in her life by beeing overprotective, it showed her that she was important to him. Just as important as he was to her.

Harry was never like a brother to her. Firstly, it would be strange to claim he was like a brother for her regarding to the fact that they (at one point) got married. And secondly, after she came over her crush, they were simply good friends with the potential to become more. Over the years, they got so important for each other that they couldn’t imagine a life without each other. Harry wasn’t her brother; he was her life.

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Ginevra (hinny one shot)

“Ginevra, huh?!“

“Yes,” she slowly said.

“Hm.”

She looked at him, frowning. “What?”

“Oh, nothing. I just think it’s funny, that until now, I didn’t know your name,” Harry said amused. It was awkward to talk to him in this figure. Instead of the dark-haired boy with shining green eyes, she loved so much, a skinny, redhead with freckles stood next to her.

He could have been her brother. But this thought was awkward regarding to the fact that they have been together for a few weeks, not so long ago. Merlin, she had kissed him the day before. So much for not falling off the wagon, she thought, still looking at him.

If Ron knew, they were talking to each other right now, he would be furious, but she couldn’t care less. She could talk to whoever she wanted to and if Ron would complain about it, she could not promise, her wand would stay where it was.

His face lit up and he grinned at her. As if he’d read her mind, he said: “You know that we are actually not allowed to talk. I promised Ron, I would leave you alone.”

“It’s too late, anyway. And I’m not talking to Harry. I’m talking to my distant cousin Barny. So distant that no one would think it’s awkward if we snogged in front of everyone,” Ginny replied smugly.

“I intend to live a little longer.” Harry laughed. “You did a good job of distracting us from the real topic of conversation. I never thought, your name was Ginevra.”

“What did you think? Please don’t tell me you thought my name was Virginia. Merlin, everyone thinks my name is Virginia and I swear, if anyone asks me again if my name is Virginia, I'll bat-bogey hex them!”

Harry laughed again. “I never thought your name was Virginia.” A satisfied smile spread across her face. She turned towards the couples on the dancefloor. “I just assumed that your name was simply Ginny.”

She gave him a sideways glance. “I wish by Merlin it would be like that. My full name is Ginevra Molly. I am surprised you never heard my mum shouting my full name through the burrow. The name Ginevra is dreadful, but my name combination is lethal!”

“I think your name is beautiful,” Harry said. Ginny turned to him again and looked at him unbelievingly.

“You can talk. Your name is very normal.”

“I think I will call you Ginevra from now on.”

“And I think, that if you do so, I will make sure, you won’t be able to make children, so you can’t give them dreadful names. Because your taste in names is dreadful,” Ginny replied feisty.

“First of all: ouch. And don’t tell me you have a good taste in names. You’ve named an owl Pigwidgeon.”

“Actually, I have to punch you right now.”

“Attention, Ginevra! We don’t want Viktor Krum to lost interest in you only because you battered your poor cousin.”

“Krum?” she asked, and Harry noticed with satisfaction that she said this name in disgust.

“He asked me a few hours ago, who this good-looking girl is. He had pointed at you.”

“And what did you say?”

“That you have a very jealous boyfriend you'd rather not mess with.”

She looked at him in shock. “You didn't agree with him that I was really pretty?!”

“Unfortunately, I'm in my 'Cousin Barny' form right now, otherwise I would show you my right hand. But I think you remember what it says. In case it slipped your mind, I'm happy to quote it: I mustn’t tell lies.”

“I was serious about the 'make sure you can't make kids to give them horrible names later' thing, so watch your mouth!" she said, grinning dangerously.

Harry smiled. "You know perfectly well that I think you're incredibly pretty."

So many unspoken words, hung in the air.

But they didn't need to say it. They knew what each other would prefer to say and they also knew that just because they didn't say those things didn't automatically mean they weren't true.

Harry was her 'very jealous boyfriend you'd rather not mess with', even if they were actually separated.

Ginny wasn't just pretty in his eyes. She was beautiful, smart, brave and so much more that he couldn't sum up in one sentence.

They both hoped that the children with the probably dreadful names Harry could give them would later be their children. Even if it seemed an unrealistic future scenario at that moment.

And instead of telling each other exactly that, they both merely smiled at each other. With the smiles that were only meant for each other.

They enjoyed the comfortable silence for another moment until Harry looked around. "As much as I hate to say it, you'd better go. Ron's coming back there. But if you want to get beat up, you're welcome to stay," Ginny said with a grin.

"See you," he said, continuing to smile at her. Then his face turned serious, and he looked at her. She understood what he was trying to say even without words. I'm sorry.

"I know," she said without stopping to smile. I will wait.

[always-hinny]

Student at Hogwarts: "Are you James Potter the son of-"

James Sirius *grinning*: "The famous former Quidditch player Ginny Potter? Yes. Yes, I am"

(James Sirius definitely loves to be known as Ginny Potter's son rather than Harry Potter's son. Not because he hates being associated with Harry, but he is totally mummys boy and he loves to tease people who ask if he is Harry Potter's son 'cause it's just standard)

[always-hinny]

Albus Severus at one point at Hogwarts

Student at Hogwarts: "You look so much like your dad!"

Albus Severus: "Really? I am looking like my dad? Damn it! My parents forbade me to look into a mirror my whole live. I've never noticed!"