There is something memorable about the first time you meet someone.

( Memories )

I was barely able to slip the Alarm Charm by Ginny last night before bed. I needed to ensure I arose well before her. Of course with the way her stomach revolts most mornings there is no predicting when she’ll arise. Thankfully, this is proving to be one of the mornings that her stomach is settled and she is able to sleep in late.

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I’m up early again this morning like I have been all week. I’ve not done much of anything with the Order, instead letting Moody, McGonagall, and Remus handle operations. Instead I’ve spent every day training Ginny and loving her and Tina to the fullest of my abilities.

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Ever since the night of the full moon things have been different between Ginny and I. While not as bad as when the initial assault occurred, Ginny is skittish now. It was a few days before she was ready to allow her brothers to come by and visit again. She’s also started sleeping in a full set of pyjamas, instead of just one of my shirts and a pair of knickers. For my own part I feel like a letch. I want my wife in every way. I’m at constant war with myself. I want her so badly, but I also know that until she initiates things, until she is ready for me be with her again I can do nothing, but wait.


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Ginny, Tina and I have just stepped out of the Barrister’s office my second stop of the day after visting the Oasis this morning. Paton McKinnion has been the Potter family Barrister for three generations starting with my grandfather. He was only too eager to allow Ginny and I to slip in early this morning and to revise my will and write one up for Ginny.


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I should have been there!!!!


All I can do is sit propped up in bed and fume. Ginny is sitting across my legs pinning me with her head buried into my shirt sobbing. Just seconds ago she returned from answering a floo call, tears streaking down her face and pale as a ghost.


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I feel warm and safe and for the first time in a while my entire body doesn’t ache. I blink my eyes open and take in the blurry surroundings. I hear excited whispering to my right. I tilt my head in the direction of the noise and see the blurry image of Ginny in her dressing gown with Tina resting on her hip.

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KRACK!!!!!!


I just manage to duck the Bludgeoning Spell from my pursuers. I’m not sure how long I’ve been trapped in the depths of Gringotts, but my life has quickly turned into a one of hunter or be hunted.


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Warm air blows by my face. My vision is spinning. Ginny’s horrified screams echo in my ears. My stomach lurches with the motion. I fan my arms and legs out and stabilize. The spinning stops. The fall doesn’t. I’m plummeting to my death. I watch fascinated as level after level of the Gringotts bank speed by.


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This week has been frantic as I’ve struggled to make up for the lax effort I put into recruitment before Ginny and I were married. I can’t help but wonder if I had been more diligent that perhaps her brother would have survived. Still the Wizarding World in Britain is a chaotic place at this time. Who knows, maybe he would have survived and Lucius would have targeted Ron, or the twins, or Bill. I just know that I’m doing everything in my power to see to it that no one else in my family is taken from me.


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I’m more comfortable this evening as I make the next call on the list of recruits for The Order. Yesterday I recruited Katie, Alicia, Justin, and Susan. Earlier today I met separately with Terry Boot and Anthony Goldstein. This is becoming old hat.

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Today has been a long day. Percy’s death drilled something home to me. I can’t sit back anymore. I have to mobilise as many as I can for the coming fight.

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For some reason I imagined being married would be more of the same of what had been going on for the past few months that we lived together. The reality so far is so much more. Granted we are on our first ever real vacation alone together, but it’s not just that. It is the feeling that the two of use have a secret that just the two of us know about.


( The Wedded Life )

The original plan had been to have an actual bachelor party for me last night. With the attacks on the full moon and the battle with Wormtail and Bellatrix over the weekend taking its toll I felt it was be best to cancel the event. If somehow word got out about the location… well I doubt Lucius would let an opportunity to attack me while I’d be so vulnerable pass by. So instead of a night of debauchery I’m doing what I probably would have preferred to begin with… going flying with Ron.


( Best Mates )

After the events of the weekend and Arthur sharing with us the meltdown of Rufus Scrimgeour today during a press conference Ginny and I decided on two things. First, was to accelerate our efforts at recruiting more Order members beyond Ron and Hermione, the second was more her decision; neither of are going anywhere alone.


( Knockturn Alley )

Molly was none too chuffed when the floo call came from Moody this morning. Apparently the Weasley matriarch has learned the value of her sons Extendable Ears. As soon as I finished my briefing she was upon me in an instant in the kitchen.


( Night of the Full Moon )

Molly, Ginny, and I have just sat in the kitchen nervously sipping our tea ever since Arthur got the floo call. He wasn’t able to tell us much. Just that there was an incident at the Ministry. Since then we’ve awaited his return anxiously.


( Bloody Waiting )

I’ve been dreading this moment for months. For five years Ginny and I have been one hundred percent open and honest with one another. One hundred percent that is, until a few months ago when I started keeping a secret from her.


( Sharing Secrets )

I am not particularly surprised this morning when I am awoken by an owl from the Ministry. A positive is that it allowed Ginny and I to avoid an awkward moment like we had the last time we ended up sleeping this way.


( Time to face the Music )

I’ll admit it was touch and go for a bit last night. Once the healers finally let Ginny in to see me after my confrontation with Lucius and his new type of Inferi I wasn’t sure if she was going to kiss me until I passed out from lack of air or if she was going to hex me into next week for having another close call.


( Comforting One Another )

When I feel the Atrium floor beneath me, I collapse. A witch’s scream alerts security to my presence. I roll to my back to find myself staring up at six wands. I’m relieved when Ernie Macmillan elbows his way through. He calls out to everyone, “Back off, don’t you know who this is?”


( Reporting the Worst )

It’s with a heavy heart this morning I pack my knapsack with enough clothing for four days, toiletries, and enough chocolate to feed all the children at The Phoenix House for at least a couple of days. Maybe I should have asked the guys where they got that chocolate Lavender from that night and had one done of Ginny…


( Parting is Such Sweet Sorrow )

I lay in bed in that hazy state of not quite wakefulness. The silky warmth covering most of me fills me with contentment. I gently begin running my hand up and down her bare back just luxuriating in being allowed to touch her. Anyone looking at me would probably think I’m addled with the dopey grin on my face, but I can’t remember being this happy, feeling this close to Ginny, in some time. My thoughts are interrupted as she begins to stir in her sleep.


( Ginny Wakes )

Today has been a relief. I woke up this morning feeling more refreshed than I had all week and since I’ve been home with Ginny all day I’ve gotten stronger througout the day. Together we picked out curtains for the entire house. Okay, actually Ginny picked them out and I agreed to whatever she wanted. It is one of those days you never want to end, although we grudgingly give into the passage of time and are currently snuggled in bed together. Despite the hour we are still deep in discussion with the current topic being the itinerary of our honeymoon.


( Pillow Talk )

I Apparate home to the spare bedroom and wobble for a moment. I lurch towards the door and am met by Ginny. “Harry? Merlin!” Her eyes widen in fear. “Are you okay?” She firmly tugs me along and pushes me into a chair at our small dinner table.


( Come Holiday at Azkaban Resort )