The Proposal

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On Sunday morning Harry and Ron apparated to Longbottom Manor a huge but impressive Victorian style mansion covered in ivy just on the outskirts of Yorkshire. Neville and Hannah would be getting married within the extensive grounds attached to the manor itself. They walked up the long drive and knocked on the door. There was a scurrying of feet and a house elf answered.

‘Ah Misters Potter and Weasley you is come this way! Mister Longbottom is in his quarters!’ The house elf squeaked pushing Ron and Harry inside.

‘How’s thing’s looking Ceda?’ Ron asked hoisting a huge bag over his shoulder.

‘Master Weasley Master Neville is not well he is tapping his foot and pacing and he is not eating his breakfast’ Ceda said her eyes wide with worry.

‘You go and make him something we’ll get him to eat it’ Harry said heading toward the set of stairs in the foyer.

‘Yes sir’

Ceda hurried off to the kitchen’s and Harry and Ron went upstairs to Neville’s quarters they found him sitting on the end of his bed looking very green. He looked up at them as they entered then vomited all over the floor.

‘Ahhh Neville what is it with you spewing up on the spot where Harry and I were standing seconds before?’ Ron yelped leaping out of the way ‘You haven’t been pissing it up since you got home from the other night have you?

‘Ha ha no’ Neville said weakly.

‘Don’t be an prat Ron!’ Harry said waving his wand so the vomit disappeared ‘He’s not aiming at us. You’re nervous aren’t you mate?’

Neville nodded, his heads in his hands.

‘Mate you’re getting married today!’ Harry said ‘It’s not a bad thing! Hannah loves you, you love Hannah you two are the definition of the perfect couple!’

‘Awww but Harry that’s the thing I’m getting married!’ Neville moaned ‘Married! The old ball and chain the trouble and strife! I’ll have a fuckin’ wife! From today onwards It’ll be Mr and Mrs Neville Longbottom! That’s scary!’

‘Nev Harry’s right you and Hannah are perfect for each other’ Ron said hanging up his dress robes which were covered in thick protective plastic ‘You two belong together. And we’re not the only ones who think that. I know you feel nervous now but just think once you speak your vows and exchange rings you and Hannah can trot off to Paris on your honeymoon and make lots of little Longbottoms!’

‘I think maybe we’ve started that already’ Neville muttered glowing like the setting sun.

‘What Hannah’s pregnant?’ Harry exclaimed dropping his backpack in shock.

‘Well she hasn’t told me she is but I reckon she might be’ Neville said getting up ‘She’s just been different you know?’

‘Howso?’ Ron asked in interest.

‘I dunno I can’t put a finger on it but she’s different. I hope she is but I have the feeling if she is she’s going to wait to tell me til the honeymoon’

Ron whooped.
‘Neville!’ He laughed ‘You stallion! Woot!’

Neville turned scarlet as Harry shot Ron a withering look.

‘I think you need some calming draught Nev do you have any? He asked.

‘Yeah downstairs in the potions lab’

‘I’ll go and get some you sit down Ceda’s bringing up something for you to eat’

‘I’m not hungry…’

‘You’ve gotta eat or you’ll pass out at the altar and that will not impress Hannah at all’ Harry said with a grin ‘Seriously just sit or lay down for a bit and thin of calm blue oceans or even Hannah in a lacy negligee!’

Neville laughed.

At half past twelve guests started arriving, then at quarter to two Harry, Ron, Seamus and Dean with a still nervous but exhilarated Neville made their way downstairs to where the ceremony would be held. Ginny and Hermione who were with Hannah in the bridal party were still in the house. Mrs Weasley saw them come up the aisle and rushed over to them. As a string ensemble to the left of the orchid and ivy covered altar struck up a lively classical tune.

‘Oh boys you look so smart!’ She said brushing Harry’s robes busily

‘Molly I’m clean!’ Harry said halfheartedly.

‘Yeah Mum leave him alone’ Ron said with a laugh ‘Worry about Neville he’s the one who’s puked already twice since Harry and I apparated here’

Mrs Weasley turned to Neville.
‘Are you okay Dear?’ She said placing a caring hand on his arm.

‘Yeah thanks Mrs Weasley I’m fine now, the lads have been looking out for me. Harry made me eat breakfast and take a dose of calming draught and Ron made me play a game of chess to keep my mind off stressing about things. Dean and Seamus just went perving on all the girls they were no help at all’

Seamus and Dean snorted.

‘Well I’ve seen Hannah dear and she looks beautiful’ Mrs Weasley said who Harry noticed looked misty eyed ‘You’ll fall over yourself when you see her’

‘He does that anyway’ Ron said with a laugh.

Mrs Weasley swatted him.
‘Behave yourself’ She said straightening his bow tie.

From the Manor came Hermione’s voice…

‘Permissum pacis sceptrum!’(Let peace rule!)

Hundreds of snow white doves erupted from the end of her wand as the string string ensemble struck up Pachabel’s Canon in D Major

All the guests got to their feet and watched the bridal party progress down the aisle as the doves from Hermione’s wand swirled around then dissolved into silver and gold stars which hung over the crowd.

Two of Hannah’s friends who Harry knew worked at the Ministry were down the aisle first. Hermione was the next down the aisle clad in fitting strapless ivory coloured dress with a long billowing skirt. She carried a bouquet of white roses and her hair was swept up in a classic traditional updo and severeal curly strands fell from the silver unicorn combs holding it up. Harry could see Ron gaping at her lovestruck and stifled a laugh before he saw Ginny and was also struck dumb.

Even when she’d dressed up for Percy and Audrey's wedding Harry had never seen her look so beautiful, she wore the same dress as Hemione and her auburn hair was done in a similar updo to Hermione’s but for one large sausage curl that fell from the back of her head and rested on her right shoulder. Around her neck hung a thin golden chain studded with tiny diamonds Harry had given her for her twenty first birthday two years previously. She also carried a white rose and yellow orchid bouquet.

Ginny grinned and gave Harry a wink when she caught his gaze and followed Hermione to the left of the altar. The string ensemble then struck up a lively version of ‘Here Comes The Bride’

Hannah appeared at the head of the aisle with her father wearing a snow white strapless gown fitting til the waist where the skirt billowed out. Elaborate designs were embroidered with crystals along the hem of the skirt and the top of the bodice. Hannah wore a small but elegant tiara on top of her black hair which was pulled into an elegant braided bun. A great flowing veil frothed out over her and to the ground. Behind her trailed several feet of train embroidered with the same designs as on her bodice. And she carried an enournous bouquet or red and white roses. Next to him Harry heard Neville moan in disbelief.

‘Harry!’ He whispered clutching Harry’s arm ‘She’s beautiful! Merlin I have never seen her look like that!’

‘You’re a lucky bastard Longbottom’ Harry said with a grin as gasps of ‘Ooh’ and ‘Aaah’ came from the guests seated either side of the aisle ‘You’ll have every bloke this side of Hogwarts drooling’

Hannah reached the end of the aisle kissed her father on the cheek handed Ginny her bouquet and took Neville’s outstretched arm. They stepped to the celebrant and the celebrant held his arms out.

‘Welcome welcome!’ He called ‘We are gathered here today to join Neville John Longbottom and Hannah Marie Abbott in forever matrimony who giveth this woman to be wed?’

‘I do!’ Mr Abbott called from the front row his voice ringing with barely contained emotion.

‘Let us proceed’

Half an hour later the ceremony ended with the minister announcing.

‘You may kiss the bride!’

Neville slowly lifted the veil over Hannah’s face and leant down to kiss her. Holding her head in his hands. Hannah stood on her toes and met him. There was several long seconds of silence then as they broke apart the minister spoke again…

‘Ladies and gentlemen I present to you Mr and Mrs Neville Longbottom!

There was enormous noise as all the guests got to their feet and applauded. Seamus, Dean, Ron, Harry, Ginny, Hermione and Hannah’s two friends drew their wands thrust them into the air and collectively cried……

‘PLUVIA MICO!(Literally ‘Rainbow Sparks’)

Showers of rainbow sparks shot out of each wand and rained over the congregation as the newly married couple proceeded down the aisle.

Two hours later after the wedding photos were snapped, the speeches were given and the cutting of the cake was done Harry sought out Mr and Mrs Weasley and pulled them aside in a private corner of the garden where the reception was being held while Ginny was occupied chatting to some colleagues from St Mungos.

‘Molly Arthur I was wondering if I could have a word?’ He said double checking Ginny couldn’t see him.

‘Harry what’s wrong?’ Mr Weasley asked in concern as they gathered in a corner of the garden.

‘Nothing’s wrong’ Harry said ‘Why would you think there was?’

'Harry I’ve known you for nearly eleven years I consider you a son I can tell when something’s bothering you’ Mr Weasley said with a chuckle ‘I’m not stupid’

Harry grinned.
‘Okay you’re right’ He said with a grin ‘But I really can’t talk about here. I want to catch you somewhere quiet. I was wondering if you and Molly could meet me in the Leaky Cauldron about two O’clock on Tuesday afternoon?'

‘But Harry you can catch us at the Burrow!’ Mrs Weasley said in amusement ‘Why do you need to meet Arthur and I in Diagon Alley?’

‘I’ll explain everything at two o’Clock on Tuesday Molly please trust me the Leaky Cauldron’s the best place to meet for what I have planned. I can’t explain now but I will reveal all on Tuesday if you can come into London. It’s really important to me’

‘Well if it’s really important to you I can’ Mrs Weasley said ‘Arthur?’

‘Yes I can if it is that important for you to meet us there’ Mr Weasley said with a puzzled expression on his face.

‘It is important’ Harry said ‘I promise’

‘Well I suppose I’ll see you Tuesday’

‘Great!’ Harry said in a greatly relieved tone ‘Well I’m to find Ginny I want to dance!’

And leaving a mystified Mr and Mrs Weasley behind Harry sought out Ginny and dragged her onto the dance floor. There they danced to several upbeat tunes before collapsing at the bridal party table breathing hard. Both noticed that Ron and Hermione were missing.

‘C’mon lets go look for them!’ Ginny said with a shrill giggle pulling Harry to his feet.

‘Ginny my feet are killing me!’ Harry moaned reluctantly getting to his feet ‘The manor is huge how are we supposed to find them? I’m not sure I want to find them. Ron’s probably off with ‘Mione bending her over a lounge chair!’

Ginny laughed and pulled Harry’s hand and he followed her from garden and into the manor. They walked quietly for a while before coming across the kitchens.

‘I have an idea’ She said mysteriously ‘Wait here’

She disappeared into the kitchen and came out a minute later clutching a can of cream.

‘What are you going to do with that? Harry asked.

‘You’ll see’ Ginny said ‘C’mon’

Harry followed Ginny up a long staircase and down one of the wings. She opened a door and led him into what was obviously the library.

‘You want to shag in the library?’ Harry exclaimed ‘Do you get the irony of that? That’d be more ‘Mione’s thing to get off in a library’

Ginny giggled.

‘Well we haven’t had much time to ourselves in the past couple of days and I wanted to have some proper time alone’ She said lacing her fingers through his and kissing his neck. ‘Everyone downstairs is occupied they won’t know we’ve gone missing. And it’s been a while since I saw Ron and Hermione on the dance floor’

Harry laughed.
‘You reckon they’re off getting happy?’ He said snorting ‘Ha ha ha ha!’

Ginny slapped his bum.
‘You’re a pervert!’ She scolded kissing his neck again ‘Mmm you taste nice’

‘How long do reckon we’ve got?’ Harry said slowly running a finger down her spine.

‘Not real long’ Ginny said leaning against an overstuffed lounge chair and undoing his belt her hands brushing against his obvious arousal ‘Can we try something?'

‘Yeah what?’ Harry said hitching up Ginny’s skirt

‘Do me from behind. I’d like to give it a go’

Harry kissed her long and hard.
‘I’ll see what I can do’ He said with a grin.

Ginny led Harry to the front for the lounge chair and pushed him down she then undid his fly and pulled down his pants. Harry exhaled loudly and rested his head on the back of the chair as he felt Ginny free his cock and wrap her lips around his arousal.

‘SHIT!’ He bellowed clutching the armrests of the chair as she gently pulled on his piercing ‘Gin I will drop my load in five seconds if you do that again!’

Ginny tugged on the ring again and Harry felt a thrill of anticipation invade his pelvis and rush up his spine.

‘Shh!’ She whispered with a giggle cupping his testicles in her hands ‘People will come running if you’re too loud’

‘And what do you think will happen when I eventually get my cock in you?’ Harry hissed squirming in his seat ‘And cast a silencing charm if you’re worried about people hearing us!’

‘Can’t-mouth’s-full’

‘Haven’t you heard or non verbal spells?’ Harry said grabbing his wand and leaning sideways in the chair.

Harry struggling to get a good aim at the door with his wand while Ginny went down on him pointed at the door and thought ‘Obfirmo’('Lock' in latin) and heard the door secure itself he then thought ‘Silencio’ and collapsed back in the chair dropping his wand on the carpeted floor.

‘Ginevra Molly Weasley you are a right and proper tart!’ He declared ‘Anybody would think you want to be caught acting like that’

‘Well the possibility is a thrill’ Ginny said with a giggle slowly opening his shirt and discarding his bowtie which fell to the floor on top if his wand then trailing her tongue up his groin and chest and ending with a hard passionate kiss on the lips.

‘You are an exhibitionist!’ Harry declared ‘Bloody hell’

‘You love me anyway’ Ginny said wantonly heading down to his arousal and sucking, kissing and nibbling at every bit of skin she could get to on the way. Harry jumped with a yelp of alarm a few seconds later when Ginny grabbed the can of cream and covered his arousal in it.

‘What are you doing?’ He yelped.

‘I fancied a bit of cream’ Ginny said wantonly licking his testicles ‘Oooh nuts I should have brought some ice cream and chocolate sauce then I would’ve had a sundae’

Harry laughed then had to bite down on his lip and Ginny swallowed his arousal whole. She cupped his testicles in her hands and rolled then between her fingers. Harry felt a burning sensation build in his pelvis then rush up his spine in an explosive climax.

‘FUUUUUUUCK!’ He bellowed ‘FUCK FUCK FUCKITY FUCK!’

Ginny swallowed wiped her mouth then sat on Harry’s lap kissing him long and hard on the lips.

‘D’you want me to take my dress off?’ She asked dropping light fleeting kisses along his jawline.

‘Nah I don’t need you to be naked to do what I want to do to you’ Harry breathed feeling his groin stir again ‘Let’s swap’

Ginny gave him one last kiss before reluctantly getting to her feet. Harry got up and gently pushed her into the armchair with a hand between her breasts. He kissed her gently on the lips before placing each leg over each arm rest. Harry slowly hitched up her skirt with one hand and Ginny shivered as his fingers caressed the soft skin of her thighs.

‘Oh Harry!’ She breathed.

Harry grabbed his wand from the floor and with a flick Ginny’s lacy knickers disappeared. Harry dropped to his knees and slowly began dropping kisses along her skin enjoying the sighs and squeals she let out. He slowly moved up her thigh and parted her folds expertly. Ginny whimpered then squealed as Harry slowly slid two fingers into her warm center.

‘Ooooooh Haaaaary!’ Ginny moaned arching her back as the first thrill of anticipation ran through her.

‘Keep still’ Harry murmured brushing her nub of arousal gently.

‘And how the fuck do you expect me to do that?’ Ginny hissed squirming in the chair ‘Especially when yo…..’

Ginny was cut off mid sentence as Harry latched onto her clit and gently began sucking.

‘Especially when I what?’ Harry said cheekily grabbing her hips.

Ginny could do nothing but let out a long low guttural groan. She squeezed her eyes shut and grabbed the back of the chair as Harry went to work on her. He slid his fingers out of her and thrust in his tongue. Ginny almost fell off the chair she bucked her hips so hard.

‘FUCK OFF!’ She bellowed ‘Harry that was NOT fair and you know it!’

Harry laughed and despite Ginny’s wiggling kept teasing her til she erupted in an earth shattering climax. Her screams actually made Harry’s ears hurt.

‘So you liked that then’ He said with a lopsided grin.

Ginny waved her wand so a mattress and pillows appeared n the library floor.
‘Harry it was brilliant!’ She rushed laying down on the mattress ‘But do me now right here on the floor’

‘I thought you wanted me to you know…do you from behind’ Harry said joining her on the mattress

‘Nah we can try that another time’ Ginny said with a grin ‘I feel closer to you when you’re on top’

Harry once again waved his wand so their clothes disappeared off them and appeared on the lounge chair they had just vacated and with once smooth action he thrust himself into Ginny, she spread herself as wide as physically possible to allow him better access then wrapped her long legs around his hips. Harry leant down and kissed her on the neck as he began thrusting. Slowly at first to allow passion to build then faster and faster when he could feel himself getting close to the edge.

As the burning sensation in his pelvis grew Harry’s breaths became short and his thrusts became more urgent. Ginny met each one with equal passion as she felt her own moment of climax approach.

‘Awww Harry harder!’ She hissed through tightly clenched teeth ‘Please just fuck me’

Summoning all the strength he could muster Harry thrusted harder even though every muscle in his body protested. Then when he thought he could no longer stand it a violent orgasm coursed through his body and he spilt his essence into her. Ginny gave a tortured scream as her own climax washed over her once again almost deafening him, but then Harry didn’t really care. He gave several more small thrusts as his experienced the aftershocks of pleasure then he collapsed on top of Ginny.

For several long moments the two lovers held their positions heaving from their efforts.

Harry was the first to speak.
‘You copmplete me Gin’ he murmured kissing her lightly on the lips ‘I’m in another world when we’re together like this’

‘I quite agree’ Ginny said running her fingers through his raven coloured hair ‘We'll have to do it more often. Maybe make another trip to Grimmauld Place we haven't been there for a while. Or maybe spend a few days at the Leaky Cauldron’

‘Grimmauld Place sounds like a good idea' Harry said with a grin 'Mind you we might have to clean it up a bit we haven't been there in weeks'

‘I'll help' Ginny said slapping his bum hard causing Harry to jump.

‘OW That hurt!’ He exclaimed 'What was that for?'

‘No reason’ Ginny said grinning stupidly.

‘I'm going to punish you for that' Harry said with a grin

‘Yeah?’ Ginny said letting out a shrill giggle ‘I look forward to it. Now we better get down to the festivities or we will get busted’

‘Nuts I just want to stay here all night’ Harry said leaning down and kissing her on the neck.

‘You like every other man in the universe only thinks about his cock!’ Ginny exclaimed ‘C’mon lets go back down to the garden. I promise we’ll do more at Grimmauld Place'

‘Really?’ Harry said lighting up ‘Promise?’

Ginny grinned.
‘Promise’

‘Great’

Harry and Ginny re-dressed and smoothed out all the creases. They returned to the festivities and no-one appeared to notice their absence as the DJ dressed in lurid lime green robes was playing a loud fast upbeat tune and nearly all the guests were on the dance floor. Even Harry noticed in great amusement Mr and Mrs Weasley.

‘Look at your Dad’ He giggled to Ginny pointing to Mr Weasley who was dancing bent over with his bum stuck out at a odd angle jiving away so hard his race was beet red ‘That can’t be comfortable!’

Ginny snorted.
‘C’mon let’s go and join them!’ She said dragging Harry toward the dance floor.

‘Aw Ginny I’ve just spent the last half an hour 'dancing' with you I’ll collapse if I do any more!’ Harry complained half heartedly as Ginny pulled him toward the dancefloor

‘Harry..’

‘Oh okay but you owe me BIG time!’ Harry said.

Half an hour later Ginny and Harry collapsed at the bridal party table totally and utterly exhausted.

‘Okay-tha’sit-I’m-stuffed!’ Harry groaned trying to catch his breath ‘I’m not going to have any energy left to wipe my bum!’

Ginny poured him a glass of ice water.
‘Drink that’ She said pouring herself a glass ‘You thinking about heading back to the Burrow?’

‘Dunno yet I’d like to stick around for a bit’ Harry said ‘And anyway it’s not good form to leave before the bride and groom’

‘Paris!’ Ginny said dreamily suddenly reminded of Neville and Hannah’s honeymoon destination ‘Romantic huh? The city of love, I’d love to go there sometime’

‘Then let’s’ Harry said ‘Even if it’s just for the weekend. How about after George and Angelina get married? There’s no time to go in the meantime. You go back to work and I’m not going by myself’

‘Okay let’s do that’ Ginny said with a grin leaning her head on his shoulder.