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Chapter 63: Happy Weekend






"Welcome everyone to the first Quidditch match of the year; the Lovely Lions and Lioness' of Gryffindor versus the Cunning and Calculating Snakes of Slytherin. I'll be your hostess for this event, my name is Luna Lovegood but most of you call me Loony." The crowed went suddenly quiet at this last statement. "Oh! Don't worry about it, my mother used to call me her Loony and I rather enjoy the nickname!"

The crowd did not know exactly what to think of the new announcer but slowly the roaring of the crowd returned as Luna continued speaking, "Now entering the field are the Lions. First out are beaters and brothers Dennis and Collin Creevey; it appears that the new team Captain is sticking to tradition in having relatives in this position. Next out come the chasers Katie Bell, Dean Thomas, and Ginevra Weasley; sister to the gone but not forgotten Masterbeaters..."

"Miss Lovegood!" Flitwick squeaked!

Luna continued on as if she had not been interrupted. "...and Master Pranksters as well as sister to the next one out, Gryffindors Captain and Keeper Ronald Weasley." The Gryffindor stands erupted as he flew onto the field though the look on his face was less excitement and closer to excrement as a very pale and nervous looking Ron took his place at the hoops without even doing the usual introductory lap around the stands.

"And finally for the Lions our very own Lord Harry Potter-Black at Seeker!"

If anything the sound was even more deafening as Harry took to the sky and flew at lightning speeds three times around the stands before coming to a stop at mid-field.

"Next up are the Slytherins; first out are Beaters Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle. I assure you I have gone over the Quidditch Rulebook thoroughly and there is no rule banning a part-troll from competing."

"Miss Lovegood!" Flitwick's voice could be heard chastising her from the announcer's box.

"I'm sorry Professor, but the rules do indeed allow it." Her voice carried softly throughout the stadium.

"That is beside the point Miss Lovegood, I expect you to keep any comments about the players heritage to yourself!"

"I never said anything about their parentage or heritage Professor, I was simply pointing out that Quidditch is a sport that encourages interspecies cooperation."

Those near enough could see the tiny man's face contort a few times before he deflated. "Please continue." He commented quietly but his voice still carried over the PA.

"In any case, next out are, or rather were before I was interrupted, the chasers Vaisey, Warrington and Captain James Urquhart. It was a shame that Mister Warrington had to repeat his Seventh year but I am certain fans of the Snakes are glad to have a veteran player on their squad. Especially when this is the first year their Captain has flown for the team."

"Miss Lovegood!"

"Yes Professor?"

"Nevermind..."

"Next up is Millicent Bulstrode at the position of keeper playing for her injured boyfriend Miles Bletchley, there are no regulations against part-giants playing either." She paused as if waiting for her Head of House to chastise her but he was simply holding his face in his hand and shaking his head. "And lastly a change to the lineup, Draco Malfoy has fallen ill and will be replaced today by Tim Harper; sources say Mister Harper should have been the Seeker all along though it is possible the Nargles have gotten to my sources."

"Miss Lovegood, the game please?"

"Of course Professor." The crowd was slowly warming up to the strange blonde girl in the announcer's box though they still winced at half of her backhanded remarks. Though nobody, including her closest friends, would be able to tell you if she was pranking the entire stadium or not.

"The two teams meet up at center field, officiating today's match is Rolanda Hooch. A rule was written into the books about forty years ago to prevent sexual preference from playing a role in who would be allowed to officiate at Quidditch Matches."

"Luna!"

"Yes Fillius?" The girl asked and the air pressure dropped for a moment as every student and former student sucked in a breath at the remark and waited for his outburst.

Flitwick was torn between amusement and anger he finally sighed and simply motioned to the field. "Just stick to the basics please, no more insights into the world of Quidditch Miss Lovegood."

"If you say so Professor..."

Ron landed and approached Madame Hooch and listened to her clean game speech before shaking hands quickly with the opposing Captain and taking to the air. "The Captains take to the air and the Bludgers and Snitch are released, three, two, one...and there goes the Quaffle! Both sets of Chasers dive in but it looks like, yes Weasley has the Quaffle and she takes off toward the goal in a strange reverse arrow formation. That must be the work of Captain Ronald Weasley who is notorious for getting things wrong..."

"I'm warning you Miss Lovegood."

"Oh and that's a goal for Gryffindor! It looks like Thomas took a hit from a bludger that had been meant for Miss Weasley so that reverse Arrow was actually a stroke of genius. I do apologize Ronald for doubting you when it comes to Quidditch."

Harry tuned out the goings on below him as he searched for the Snitch, he had noticed that Ron's lack of nerve had returned for some reason and knew he had to end this game quickly. Besides, the faster they won, the sooner they could get to Hogsmeade.

Harper was shadowing him as he flew ever higher circles searching for the fleck of gold in the sunlight. Malfoy was not ill if Harry had to bet money on it, he assumed the boy was in the Room of Requirement trying to get whatever plan he was working on done while everyone else was at the Stadium. However he had watched the moment the information was revealed as Tonks left the stands and headed back to the school so he wasn't worried.

Deciding to try out his favorite move on the supposedly novice seeker he looked at the ground and faked a tiny bit of surprise before shooting straight down. Harper was hot on his heels and Harry grinned as he slowed his broom just a bit to make sure the boy stayed with him.

"Looks like Harry has seen the Snitch! Or possibly the Bermites have infested his broom and he is plunging toward his death." The crowd gasped as one before they realized they had no idea what a Bermite was. Harry couldn't hear what the girl was saying as the wind was whipping past his ears. One last glance told him the other Seeker was still behind him so putting a bit more speed on his broom he dove toward the ground, pulling up at the last possible moment and shooting back into the sky.

"Oh! Apparently we were all taken in by a beautifully executed Wronski Feint, unfortunately for Harry it appears that Mister Harper is not as easily fooled as the usual Slytherin Seeker."

"Miss Lovegood..." The charms Professor growled at her.

Slytherin scores another goal making it 40-10 Slytherin, if the Gryffindor continues to have performance issues we may have a premature end to our fun. Don't worry Ronald, it happens to everyone!"

"Miss Lovegood! One more time!" the little man's voice trailed off but the look on his face was not pleasant.

Harry took back to the skies now even more frantic to find that little golden ball. Quite suddenly he saw a flash straight below him at the base of the Gryffindor Goal. Harry dove on instinct and barely registered Harper laughing at his attempt to feint again.

"Is this another Feint on Harry's part? Looks like he's...Wait I can see the Snitch as well!"

Harper had taken off when Harry didn't retort but being on a Nimbus 2001 and losing three seconds of head start there was absolutely no chance the Slytherin would catch up. Harry continued his dive at break-neck speed and his vision tunneled to just that spot of gold. Almost as if he could feel the magic he performed a sloth grip roll...or rather corkscrew to avoid a bludger. Drawing gasps from the crowd as nobody should ever attempt that maneuver unless moving at less than 100 miles per hour and flying horizontally. Harry had performed the move flawlessly at 200 and near vertical. As he neared the Snitch it suddenly shot off and away from him but Harry was going too fast to change direction that quickly. Harper had noticed and was able to correct his course in time.

Harry only had one alternative, he headed straight for the goal post and stuck out his foot as he slammed on the breaking charms, hooking his toes on the poll allowed him to fling around almost a full circle and shoot off toward the Snitch only losing a quarter of his speed. He felt the tendons in his foot tear away from bone as he did so but his little maneuver put him a half-second ahead of Harper where he closed his outstretched hand on the little ball and shot under the Slytherin Seeker before anyone could realize what had just happened.

He held the ball up proudly for all to see, "He got the Snitch!" Luna exclaimed, "That had to have been a new move altogether, perhaps we should name it? What about a Warbling Grincher?"

Luna's words were drowned out by the crowd as Harry took his customary victory lap. The rest of the team landed but Harry came to a halt a few feet above the outstretched hands of his housemates who wanted to congratulate him or carry him into the school. Instead he waited for Hermione to reach the field and flew over to her.

"Think you can do something about my foot?"

The girl looked at him strangely before casting a diagnostic spell. She then frowned up at him. "We need to have a serious talk about you and this silly game! I swear you get hurt in every single match!"

"Is that a no then?" He asked sadly.

"You will need a couple of potions and a pressure brace, not going to be doing much walking in Hogsmeade until tomorrow at the earliest."

The crowd began to move off when they realized he wasn't coming down, which funny enough, meant he could come down to field level. "Can you do it for me? We never did get to play that game of Nurse and Patient..."

"Harry!" The girl said with a blush just as Ginny joined the two of them near the edge of the field.

"What's up?" Ginny asked as she wrapped an arm around Hermione's waist.

"Boyfriend here ripped every ligament in his foot pulling that stunt off!"

"That was brilliant Harry! What do you think of Potter-Rang?"

He smiled at that, "You mean nobody has really ever done that before? I get a Quidditch move named after me?"

Ginny nodded, "Or so says Ron, at least when he wasn't moping about being utter garbage. And who can you trust about Quidditch more than my brother? He came up with the name by the way, wanted me to tell you it was bloody brilliant!"

Harry had a dreamy smile on his face at the thought of having a whole new move named after him. Hermione cleared her throat before tapping his foot with a numbing charm. "What?" Harry asked before Hermione pointed at the school nurse making her way across the field.

"Crap!" Harry said and landed quickly, using his broom for a crutch but trying not to be obvious about it.

"Harry! How many times have I told you about taking stupid risks for a game?" Poppy asked him.

"At least twenty or so times, one for every game." He said with a smile.

"And you have no injuries after pulling that stunt?"

He stood up straight to demonstrate though even without the pain he could feel his weight about to give on his left side. "Good as new, if anything crops up my Nurse here will take care of me I'm sure." He said cheekily.

Pomfrey looked back and forth between he and Hermione for a moment before turning away in a huff. "Honestly! Civilized sport, I swear!" She mumbled as she walked off.

Harry waited a whole three seconds before quickly mounting his broom once more. "Mione?" He begged.

"Oh fine, I will get you the potions, you can renew the numbing and localized petrification spell yourself when they start to wear off. But you will need to wear a pressure brace and take it easy today!"

"You're a life saver Mione!" He said and kissed her quickly.

She shook her head even though she was smiling, "I'm not doing this for you, you deserve to be laid up in the hospital wing until that foot heals. Fortunately for you I don't wish to hear Padma cursing you out when you cancel your date today."

He smiled at her again before lowering the bristles of the broom almost to the ground so that he was basically eye-level with them and began to drift toward the school with them following on foot. "Thank you Mione, you know how much I love you?"

She smiled and pulled Ginny closer to her, "Injuries aside, that really was an amazing move Harry, just don't ever do it again please?"

He shook his head, "Can't promise that, but I promise to try not to rip my leg off next time."

"You're hopeless!" Hermione said playfully as she rolled her eyes and followed the other two up into the school and split off for the hospital wing as he and Ginny headed up to his suite.

$$$$

Padma was giggling at him, honestly! "What's so funny?"

She smiled up at him, "Sorry, its just with that walking stick you look like a Muggle's idea of a wizard." She then proceeded to giggle again.

Harry had asked Dobby to bring him one of the dueling staves from Grimmauld Place which had done nothing as yet but decorate the hidden door to the servant's stairs. He refused to walk with the cane that Hermione pilfered from the Hospital Wing along with the pressure boot which was currently sheathing his left foot. Not liking the way the staff looked he had closed his eyes and envisioned a beautiful walking stick with runes carved along the sides before transfiguring it. Upon opening his eyes he fell in love with it and wondered idly if he would be allowed to carry it with him even after his injury was healed.

"So what is our plan today oh gimpy one?"

"Oi! None of that you cheeky witch! I'm gonna be all better tomorrow and you are going to be running away from my wrath!"

"Right," She drew the word out, "But today I get to make fun of you all I want and you can't catch me!" She dove away as he made to catch her and tickle her. His movement was indeed hampered by the localized petrification charm and despite having the staff to help him walk he would likely fall onto his face if he moved to quickly.

"Truce!" He called and then made puppy dog eyes at the Ravenclaw.

"Awe, no fair, you don't get to use that face on me when I'm making fun of you." She pouted.

He tilted his head and made his eyes as big as he could only increasing his pitifulness. "Fine Truce! Just don't do that again?"

He nodded and she took his arm as they slowly made their way toward the entrance hall and out to an awaiting carriage. Padma snuggled up beside him on the way down to the village and once they were in town he led her toward the Shrieking Shack.

She seemed more than a bit nervous, once again chastising herself for being scared of ghosts when they dealt with the likes of Peeves and the Bloody Baron every day. They ducked under the barbed wire fence and headed up to the front door which Harry was able to open easily with an Alohomora charm. Once inside he cast a few warming charms and lit a magical fire in the grate before conjuring a blanket and spreading it out in the middle of the room since the furniture was all too rickety or in too many pieces to be useful.

He then called Dobby who popped in quickly and then away leaving behind a basket with a picnic lunch large enough for ten people, obviously planned ahead of time by how suddenly he had appeared and disappeared without waiting for orders.

"So Miss Patil, when will you teach me the trick to that massage you gave?" He asked with a slight smile before biting into some cold chicken.

The girl tossed him a glare as she finished chewing; he had waited on purpose for her mouth to be full and was chuckling at her situation. Finally she swallowed then took a sip of butterbeer. "I told you, nobody learns that secret until they are part of my family."

He sighed, "I just wanted to be able to return the favor sometime." He said as he lay back and looked up at the ceiling, he hadn't noticed last time he was in here that it was painted midnight blue with a large moon painted above the chandelier. It was fitting, in a Marauderish sort of way.

"You will just have to find another pair of hands then won't you?" She said though he could hear the slight bit of nervousness in her voice.

"Would you have a problem with that?" Never having been much for subtlety he came right out and asked the question.

"I enjoy girls...both of us do..." Padma blushed making her normally tan creamy skin darken prettily. "But uh...neither of us ever...um with another girl...besides Parv..."

Harry had an instant hard-on as suspicions were confirmed. "So you and Parvati..."

"Yeah...we've always been especially close, like really really close, so when we both reached that age and wanted to experiment..."

"Makes sense."

"You don't think its disgusting?" She asked him shyly.

He wanted to answer right away but decided to think it through, the girl was a Ravenclaw after all. "Who am I to talk about morality when it comes to sex? Pleasure is pleasure whether it's with your sister or someone you aren't related to. Besides, I think the main taboo with intra-family relations is the fear of having children of those couplings..." He trailed off when he began sounding clinical.

"So you think Incest is okay then?" She asked a bit incredulously.

"Look, when you say incest I picture a father raping his daughter, or a brother raping his sister; something like that. When it comes to you two I almost think its natural really, I don't know why."

"What, so a brother and sister who fall in love or are just curious should be allowed to do the horizontal tango all they want?"

He didn't know why the girl was attacking him when he was just trying to show her that he didn't care. "Like I said, I am not the one to pass judgment considering my relationships. If...ew...ew ew ew yuck! One second." He slammed his head into the ground a few times before continuing in a monotone detached voice. "If Gin and Ron were to shag...but used contraceptive charms and potions to make sure there would never be any offspring...then yes, I would think it was weird but I wouldn't condemn them for it." He then turned his head and dry heaved for a few moments, actual dry heaves as his body tried to force the images from his brain through his stomach.

"Are you okay Harry?" She asked worriedly.

He nodded as the convulsions stopped, "I wasn't sick because of the situation, it was the mental images I got...Gin is mine and if she wanted I would let her go in a heartbeat to be with someone else she loved, or even just a quick shag. I wouldn't like it but I wouldn't say no because of all she puts up with for me. However Ron is my best mate and Gin is my girlfriend and...ew, just ew okay?"

The girl nodded, "Why are you so against the idea anyway?"

"I guess I am a bit of a hypocrite but as long as it was two females I wouldn't care I suppose...its just an extension of the way we usually love each other what with the touching and the emotions..."

Harry nodded having said much the same when asked about homosexual men. "Gin has wished for a twin sister on more than one occasion, and Hermione...well nevermind, that's her story to tell. In any case..."

"In any case the two of us have fun together, and I really do love my sister... everything was great until she and Dean got together at the end of last term."

Harry remembered that Parvati was not a virgin while Padma was. "Ah, so..."

"Yes, we decided that one of us should experience it so the other would know what to expect. But then we sort of grew apart a little. When your invitation arrived we were both really excited at the prospect of sharing you..." She blushed again.

"Then the whole Lavender thing happened and we have been pushed apart again." She said quietly wiping the tears from her eyes before they could fall. "I know she likes you too Harry... you could have had both of us..."

"Hey, I'm lucky to have either one of you, especially you. I don't expect a package deal or something..."

She shook her head, "Twins are special in India, magical twins even more so. My father and my older brother would try to sell us as a set into an arranged marriage... I don't want that Harry..."

He pulled her closer and just held her while she wept lightly. It was not a real cry like most women, it was more that she had already accepted her fate and simply didn't like the idea. He did not want to ask but knew he had to. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

She pulled back and looked into his eyes for a moment, "Not unless you want to buy our contract..." She laughed at the stupidity of her statement but a look at Harry showed that he was actually considering it. "Harry!"

"What?" He said coming out of his thoughts, "No! Look I don't like the idea of arranged marriage at all, but I really like you and if your sister is as much fun as you are I know how much I would like her...if you really wanted me too."

She shook her head hard, "No Harry! You already have Gin and Mione you don't need to worry about adding another choice to the mix. I just wanted to date you and maybe have some fun...I didn't mean to lay all my problems on you!"

He placed his thumb and finger on her chin and pulled her face up so he could look her in the eye. "First of all, you realize that even without my fortune I have two families name to carry on so would be allowed two wives. Second, with my money I can basically marry ten women if I want. Not that I want, but if a piece of paper that says we are married would get you both out of trouble with your family I would do it in a heartbeat."

She stared into his eyes before diving into his lips and they shared their first real kiss. It didn't take them long to lay down on the blanket and continue to snog lightly though not deeply enough to urge them on to anything more active. Finally she pulled away and looked at him again.

"You would really do that for us Harry?"

He nodded, "But I need to get to know Parvati better first. All I know about her at the moment is she acts a lot like Lavender but is hiding her real intelligence, oh and that she hates me for what I did to Lav."

Padma shook her head, "She knows now that it was a lie, not that she really believed it anyway. You know you have a way of seeing the worst of people?"

"Huh?" He asked.

"The worst in people, you have always assumed it was the school versus you when we all saw it as the trio versus us. Now you saw that Parvati hated you just because her best friend did. She never said that."

He sighed and nodded, looking away. "But you also see the best in people, like Dumbledore who has screwed your life up but you still see the best in him, like Blaise, Daphne and Pansy who you are helping because they need help, without even questioning whether they would betray you."

"Trust is easy for me until its broken, Dumbledore broke my trust but is making up for it and I'm giving him a chance. Blaise and the girls were entrusted to me by their families, what kind of person would I be if I didn't show them some respect until I have a real reason not to just because they're Slytherins?"

She kissed him again with a sigh, "And that is what makes you loveable Harry." She kissed his nose before sitting back up and taking another bite of her lunch, he followed and quickly began eating as well, snogging was seriously hungering.

$$$$

Sunday morning Harry awoke to a mouth full of red hair as he wrapped himself around Ginny who had been loved until she passed out for the count the night before. Padma had said she needed to spend today with Parvati in Hogsmeade when they had parted at the staircase the night before, the kiss she had given him held promise of much more before she parted with a wink.

Dumbledore had begged off their Saturday lesson with an event at the Ministry so Harry was able to retire to his rooms early and make the most of having his girls back to himself once more. Unfortunately they both begged off going to Hogsmeade with him today as well saying they didn't complete their Christmas shopping the day before and didn't need him slowing them down.

Harry got out of bed and noticed that the spells had worn off of his foot the day before. He had been allowed by Nurse Hermione to remove the pressure boot for bed the night before. He tested his weight on his left foot and felt only a slight twinge of pain causing him to smile. He would have to find a proper way to thank his Nurse.

He headed into the bathroom and relieved himself before stepping into the shower and closing the glass door behind him. He let the hot water run over his body and luxuriated in the jets of water at waist level that helped to hit every part of his body at once.

He stood there for ten minutes before there was a knock on the glass, turning confused eyes he peered through the door to see a very naked Pansy standing there tapping her foot. He leaned forward and opened the door slightly.

"May I help you?"

"I would like a shower as well, you know Sundays I take a luxury shower!" She complained.

"Well today I'm taking a luxury shower, you can wait your turn."

"I have things to do today!" She argued.

He shrugged and closed the door before stepping back into the water and sighing once again as he closed his eyes. That is until he felt something he was rather accustomed to from an unaccustomed source. Wet female breasts pressed into his back as he heard the door close once more.

He spun around quickly unfortunately smacking her hip with his erection before backing into the corner in horror. "What are you doing?" He exclaimed, though not loudly because he didn't want to wake the girls in the room outside.

"If you are taking a shower during my shower time, you will just have to share!" She said with a smile before tipping her head back under the water to get her hair wet, even without his glasses Harry was close enough to see the individual water drops and rivulets run down over her breasts and stomach and into her curly brown..."

"This is my shower!" He half shouted, though it came out more as a wine, he was still trying to rip his mind away from the naughty thoughts it had conjured mere seconds ago.

"I didn't say you had to leave." She said with a shrug before leaning past him, which just happened to brush her nipples across his chest and cause his erection to strain just a bit more as it poked her in the abdomen.

Before the situation could get any more uncomfortable; Harry quickly rinsed out his hair and in a very masculine move, advanced to the rear. Fleeing the bathroom as quickly as he could get dry and diving into the bed where he threw the sheets over his head and hoped it was all a pleasant nightmare.

The water turned off half an hour later and his erection still hadn't gone away, he was cursing his virile teenage body and traitorous mind as a still nude Pansy walked out of the bathroom and came to sit on the edge of his bed.

"So I know these two stood you up again and my network tells me the Patils plan to go together today. So you will be ready by ten to take me into Hogsmeade." She then got up after patting him on the bum through the sheet causing him to jump a bit.

"What?"

"I said we can leave for Hogsmeade at ten."

"But...I...but..."

"You asked me to accompany you along with Padma, unfortunately she will be unable to make it today, I have some shopping to do and you offered to escort me. Don't read more into this than there is milord." She then walked saucily out of his bedroom door leaving him staring at her shapely but blurry behind.

$$$$

Despite it being Sunday and normally having a lie-in Harry convinced the girls to head down to breakfast rather than eating in the common room, Pansy just smirked at him and happily joined Blaise and Daphne at the Slytherin table.

"Alright spill, what did you do now?" Hermione asked him.

"What?"

"Yesterday you drop that bomb on us about marrying the Patil twins, not that I care how many wives you have as long as I am one of them. Now you're acting like a scared rabbit around Pansy. The same Pansy you had wrapped around your finger two weeks ago." Ginny answered.

"Huh?" He asked, halfway between trying to stall for time to think, and thinking about Ginny being his wife. The stupid smile won out. "You want to marry me?"

"Not if that's your idea of a proposal Mister. Now like I said, spill! I'm already cranky because you woke me from a wonderful dream." Ginny said with a growl.

"Down girl, you know how stubborn he can be when pressed." Hermione said with a smile.

"Hey I'm not stubborn!" He complained.

They both looked at him for a moment, "Right."

"I'm not..." He said pouting at them now that he was being ganged up on.

"So..." Hermione said making a continue motion with her hand.

He sighed, "I decided I wanted a luxury shower this morning, Pansy tried to make me take it later but I was already under the water."

"And?" Ginny asked with a frustrated tone.

He blushed, "And so she jumped in the shower with me, told me I was welcome to stay but she was taking her damn luxury shower now."

Hermione sighed, "Are you blind or stupid Harry?"

"What?" He asked incredulously.

"She wants you, she wouldn't admit it to anyone, but she does."

"Huh?"

Ginny placed her head in her hand and shook it as she stared at the tabletop. "Stubborn and dumb, how were we ever attracted to him Mione?"

The girl in question grinned, "Well there was the look and of course those Quidditch muscles despite the malnutrition he got every summer. And the eyes, mustn't forget the eyes."

"Hey I'm right here you know!"

Ginny nodded and got a dreamy look on her face, "Oh yes, and not to mention his great big..."

"Hey!" He shouted getting stares from everyone else in the Great Hall for his outburst and leaving both girls giggling.

"Heart." Ginny finished with a cheeky smile.

"Oh..." Harry blushed.

"Love you Harry." She said quietly.

"Always." Hermione added.

He nodded, "I love you too, now back on topic what the hell is going on with Pansy?"

"Language Harry, I believe it started with the look you used to give her at meal times."

"Or when you passed her in the hall." Ginny added.

Hermione nodded, "Or that one time in class that she..."

"Alright I get it, so?" Harry said to stop that train of thought.

"So then you stopped giving her the looks because of..." Ginny went quiet.

Harry nodded, "Because of Gabrielle, it's okay to talk about her."

The girl nodded skeptically, "And then you go and propose marriage to her."

"You said she knew I didn't mean that!"

Hermione nodded, "Yes but that doesn't mean it didn't make her think about it. And for half the day she thought she was your betrothed, she's a Pureblood Princess Harry, taught from birth to be completely docile for her husband and her Families Head. You were both for about seven hours."

He shook his head before finally letting it drop to the table beside his plate with a THWACK! "Why do I get myself into these situations?"

Ginny smiled and rubbed his back comfortingly. "Because you follow your heart without thinking about the consequences. You have gotten better in the last year but you were not educated properly on how to conduct yourself as the Head of your family. The question is, what are you going to do about it?"

He sighed, "I take it neither of you would mind sharing...never mind stupid question." He added as their eyes lit up. "What about if I have to marry her? The forms are on file at the ministry, apparently all I have to do to make it binding is announce my intentions publicly. If Draco makes a move to file fraudulent papers..."

Both girls shrugged, Hermione spoke up. "Honestly Harry, since you set her straight she has become a different person. She hasn't said the words blood-traitor or Mudblood in weeks and we actually get along! She's scary smart, and yes; I know that is especially scary hearing that from me." She smiled at them but she was only half kidding.

"Do what you think is right Harry, and don't let us get in the way of a good shag no matter what else happens. You know we don't mind." Ginny whispered in his ear causing him to break out in pleasant goose bumps.

He sighed again, "I'm taking her to Hogsmeade at ten, according to her..."

The girls nodded, "Try not to do anything stupid like spontaneous soul-bonding or anything." Ginny said lightly.

"That can happen?" He asked horrified.

Hermione shook her head, "She was joking Harry, that hasn't happened in millennia!"

"Just my bloody luck I'd end up soul-bonded to her on our first date..." He grumped. "Do we need to have a marriage discussion? Up until a few days ago I had pretty much decided on who I wanted to marry, but not for a few years!"

Ginny and Hermione actually looked a bit stunned that he had been thinking of the future, their future like that. Ginny spoke first, "I would love to get married some day Harry...but you aren't under some time limit or obligation to us. We love you whether you're our husband or our boyfriend, though mum might go spare if I have your children out of wedlock, she would be much more forgiving of multiple wives...in fact I think it would make her the happiest grandmother ever to have a dozen grandbabies to fuss over."

Harry's eyes had glazed over and he had a stupid grin on his face thinking of a dozen brunette and red headed sprogs running around Grimmauld Place and Molly chasing after a set of twins with green eyes.

"Earth to Harry." Hermione said quietly though she was smiling.

"Huh? Oh sorry...you...want to have my babies?" he blushed again and cursed himself for not controlling his emotions better.

Ginny nodded enthusiastically but Hermione jumped in before they got any farther. "I'm an only child Harry...if you wouldn't mind I wouldn't want to change my name...and at least one son should be a Granger to carry on the family name for my Father... That's if we even got married, my parents would be happy as long as I am happy and if for some reason we couldn't get married I would be perfectly happy as your and Ginny's mistress."

"Yes Mistress Hermione." The two said in unison before dissolving into laughter. Hermione scowled at them for bringing that up again.









A/N:

So I know its been forever but at least I am still updating, and I still promise not to abandon the story. I moved and only just finished on the 14th with the cleaning of the old place. Man having 2 dogs and 2 little girls does a number on the carpet in 2 years. And I got caught up reading some of my bookmarked fanfics that updated.

People might complain about Mione and Gin being OOC but I think this far into the story, and with those two finally admitting to each other that they are in a loving lesbian relationship with a bit of Harry on the side...well they really don't mind other girls taking care of their Harry while they get some studying done. Besides, if they were shagging like bunnies all the time they would get bored after a few months. This way they always have something to talk about to get them randy again.

I dunno, I'm just justifying to mself. Well, in any case....uh...yeah, til next time.