'The Wedding'

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The next morning everyone woke with monstrous hangovers.

‘Every time I drink in the company of you two I swear one of you spikes my drink’ Hermione complained as she fixed herself breakfast. ‘My head feels like a Hippogriff trampled on it’

‘It LOOKS like a Hippogriff trampled on it’ Ron who looked distinctly the worse for wear.

‘Ooooooooh’ Harry and Ginny chorused.

‘Didn’t you two take a measure of hangover potion before you went to bed?’ Ginny asked in surprise ‘You normally do after a night on the piss’

‘I didn’t’ Ron muttered flicking his wand at the freezer so it sprang open and a packet of frozen peas flew out ‘After Oliver and Alicia went I just crawled upstairs and went to bed, I wasn’t thinking straight enough to go to the potions lab and have some’

Ron caught the packet of peas wrapped a tea towel around it and pressed the package against his head.

‘You’re awfully bright’ He continued his face partly obscured by the tea towel.

‘Well I was sensible and took some hangover potion before turning in didn’t I?’ Ginny said with a giggle ‘I can’t play tonight half cut, Gwenog would kill me’

‘I’d pay to see that’ Harry said with a grin, ‘Drunken quidditch would be a right laugh’

‘You have a warped sense of humor’ Ginny said levitating her empty bowl over to the sink.

For the rest of the day the two couples spent the day at the manor, Hermione busied herself planting some bright and colourful(And in some cases noisy) magical plants throughout the grounds and Ron relaxed in a hammock on the back porch while Harry and Ginny occupied themselves by making loud and passionate love throughout their quarters.

‘Well I can’t think of a better way to spend an afternoon than having a good shag’ Harry said stretching luxuriously after another earth shattering climax.

‘All you think about is sex’ Ginny said in amusement circling one of his nipples with a nail ‘I reckon if it were up to you we’d do nothing but shag all day’

‘You don’t seem to mind’ Harry said leaning sideways and kissing Ginny on the neck ‘In fact it only seems thirty seconds ago you were screaming my name’

‘I don’t but I’m about to marry a sex maniac’ Ginny said with a giggle getting up ‘Though I’m not sure we should’ve done it ALL day Gwenog doesn’t like us to get busy on the day of the match, if she knew we had been shagging all day she’d yell at me’

‘You’re not going to tell her are you?’ Harry asked as Ginny got up and made her way over to the chair where her dressing gown had been carelessly flung in a moment of passion.

‘Of course not but she’ll probably guess anyway’ Ginny said wrapping the garment around her petite body ‘I reckon she had seer bloodlines, she guessed when Jessica had an all day session with her fiancé before last years pre season Cup final’

‘Sounds like she sends all her time guessing about other people’s sex lives and not getting any herself’ Harry said with a cheeky grin.

Ginny laughed.
‘I wouldn’t dare say that to her’ She said ‘I think she gets plenty of action herself but she doesn’t talk about it like the rest of the team, I mean the other girls and I talk about sex at the drop of a hat but you’d be hard pressed to get Gwenog to utter a syllable about it. I think she’s trying to uphold the image of the captain of one of the most respectable teams in the domestic league’

‘Get her drunk and maybe that’ll loosen her tongue a bit’ Harry suggested ‘Three bottles of Firewhiskey got Neville to streak down Diagon Alley naked and cartwheel over one of Fortescue’s outdoor tables something he’d never do sober, get some booze into Gwenog and she might tell you how she likes it’

Ginny rolled her eyes at Harry as he fell back on the bed laughing loudly.

‘You are an idiot’ She said dryly ‘I’m going to get ready to go, I’ll leave you be to have dirty thoughts’

‘The only dirty thoughts I’ll have is of you’

‘Ha ha’

Within half an hour Harry ad Ginny were downstairs with Ron, Hermione and Ron just before Ginny was to apparate to the Exmoor stadium. Ginny clutched her Firebolt 500 and wore her ‘Holyhead Harpies’ team jacket.

‘Okay I’m off’ She announced ‘See you all at the stadium huh’

‘Good luck Ginny!’ Teddy said climbing up on one of the dining table chairs and giving Ginny a tight hug ‘Score loads of goals’

‘What if I’m playing Seeker?’ Ginny asked.

‘Well catch the snitch early then’ Teddy said.

‘That shouldn’t be too hard playing against the Cannons’ Harry said in an undertone.

‘OY!’ Ron exclaimed as Ginny, Hermione and Teddy laughed loudly.

‘Okay I better go or Gwenog will skin me for being late’ Ginny said ‘See you at the stadium’

'Bye’ came the chorused reply.

Ginny left the kitchen and with a loud snap disapparated in the hallway.

So what time are we meeting Oliver at the Three Broomsticks?’ Ron asked picking up the latest copy of ‘Quidditch Today’

‘Five o’clock’ Harry said ‘He expects it to be a short game so we’re just having drinks before him before having a meal there afterwards. I expect after watching the game he’ll want to start discussing the final strategy straight away’

‘Would he do that in a public place like the Three Broomsticks though?’ Ron asked with a raised eyebrow ‘From what I can remember about him when you first joined the Gryffindor team at Hogwarts he always preferred to discuss match strategy behind closed doors’

‘He’s still like that’ Harry said ‘Oh I don’t think he’ll stand up on the bar of the pub and announce to society United’s strategy for next weeks game he’ll just start discussing the Harpies or the Cannons match patterns and wonder out loud how to counteract them in a general way. I’ve never met anyone but Oliver that is so obsessed with quidditch. Don’t get me wrong I love quidditch there’s no better rush than zooming up and down a pitch at breakneck speed but I don’t eat breathe and live it, I honestly think Oliver is not human and was born a quaffle and his parents transfigured him into a human’

Even Hermione laughed at that joke.

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At five thirty, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Teddy apparated to Hogsmeade. The streets were splashed with Blue and Yellow and Orange and Black and people advertised their team preference of the Holyhead Harpies or the Chudley Cannons. Harry, Teddy, Ron, and Hermione pushed their way through the crowd and eventually made their way to the Three Broomsticks, which was packed full with patrons having a pint before the big game.

‘There’s Oliver over there’ Ron said over the rumble of conversation pointing to Oliver who was sitting in the corner of the pub with the rest of the Puddlemere United squad.

The group pushed their way through the crowd and joined Oliver and the rest of the team around the table, which had a laminated wine menu in the centre.

Harry! You made it!’ Oliver exclaimed shaking Harry’s hand ‘Ron, Hermione Teddy looking smart pal’

Teddy giggled

‘Seen the review of yesterday’s game in the Prophet this morning?’ Angelina asked Harry ‘You performed the catch of the century apparently’

‘Yeah I read that’ Harry said ‘Wait till next week and I’ll do the catch of the millennium’

‘See Harry that’s the confidence I like to see in my players!’ Oliver exclaimed.

‘The bookies already have us at evens favourite to win the final’ Alicia said sipping a glass of curious green liquid ‘The Harpies are two to one on to make the final and the Cannons are two hundred to one’

‘Gee that’s juicy odds if they weren’t playing the Harpies I’d have a few Galleons on those odds’ Gordon said.

‘You’d be throwing good money after bad if you put that bet on even I’ll admit that’ Ron said as Hermione went to the bar for drinks ‘I’ll support my team to the death but sometimes it sucks being a Cannons fan’

Come over to the light side then’ Katie said with a laugh ‘United take on all sorts of people…and out winning percentage is better’

‘The Cannons are so crap they don’t have a winning percentage’ George said with a grin.

‘Oh ha ha veeeeery funny’ Ron said rolling his eyes.

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Half an hour later the group apparated to the Exmoor Quidditch stadium and made their way up to their reserved box.

‘Okay I’m going to make a bet’ Harry announced as they sat down directly behind the southern end goals.

‘You’re on, how much and on what?’ George asked in interest.

‘That the game will go for more than half an hour twenty Galleons’ Harry said.

‘Sod off!’ George exclaimed ‘The Cannons games never go for more than half an hour’

‘I’ll join you Harry’ Katie said ‘Lets pool out resources and make it forty Galleons’

‘I don’t have Forty Galleons!’ George yelped.

‘Well you should’ve thought about that before you jumped in on the bet shouldn’t you?’ Harry said with a grin ‘Forty Galleons Lewis no arguments. You can pay it off but I expect ten percent interest’

‘Sod off, okay if I’m in this deep so are you, if the game goes for less than half an hour that forty Galleons is mine’

‘You’re on’

‘Geez and I thought Oliver was competitive’ Alicia said as the scoreboard flashed a gaudy advertisement for the latest edition of Witch Weekly ‘You two could send each other broke’

‘If the game goes for more than half an hour I will be broke’ George said who looked very much as if he was regretting entering in on the bet.

‘Aww diddy dums’ Katie said in a teasing tone.

‘Any idea what position Ginny is playing tonight Harry?’ Oliver asked minutes later.

‘Nah even she wasn’t sure’ Harry said ‘I know she would prefer to play Chaser but Gwenog will probably want her to play seeker in preparation for a possible start in next weeks game should the Harpies make the final. I’d bank on her playing seeker’

‘Yeah that’s what I thought’ Oliver said tapping a rolled up copy of the match program on his knee ‘I’ve thought out two strategies for next weeks game one if Ginny plays Seeker and one if she plays Chaser’

‘Already?’ Gordon exclaimed in surprise ‘Jesus Oliver there’s no guarantee the Harpies will win this match and get into the final let alone what position Ginny will play if the Harpies do in fact get to the final’

‘I like to be prepared’ Oliver said as a group of match officials began an inspection of the pitch ‘I’ve got more time to concentrate on training during the week if I’ve got some idea of what the opposing team’s players positions will be’

Gordon shook his head in disbelief.

Fifteen minutes later with the sun just beginning to dip below the horizon the stadium lights came on and Lee Jordan began his usual pre match commentary.

‘GOOD EVENING LADIES AND GENTLEMEN BOYS AND GIRLS WELCOME TO THE SECOND SEMI-FINAL OF THE OGDEN’S DISTILLERY PRE SEASON QUIDDITCH CUP FINAL, TONIGHT CONTESTED BETWEEN THE CHUDLEY CANNONS AND THE HOLYHEAD HARPIES THE MATCH WILL COMMENCE IN A LITTLE UNDER FIVE MINUTES. THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH WILL FACE PUDDLEMERE UNITED IN NEXT WEEKS FINAL AT THE CORNWALL MOOR STADIUM. BOTH TEAMS HAVE BEEN IN EXCEPTIONAL FORM THIS PRE-SEASON AND MUCH IS EXPECTED FROM BOTH TONIGHT……’

While Lee continued with his pre game announcements Harry’s gaze drifted down to the door of the race from which both teams would fly out. It was open but as yet, no one was visible.

‘OKAY LADIES AND GENTLEMEN NOW IT’S TIME TO BRING THE TEAMS ONTO THE PITCH!’ Lee announced ‘FIRST THE CHUDLEY CANNONS! KEEPER ARCHIE BAKER!.....BEATERS LEWIS BULSTRODE…’

The ear piercing cheers of the Cannons fans as their keeper interrupted Lee’s introduction and beaters rocketed onto the pitch.

'Is that Bulstrode andy relation to Millicent Bulstrode?' Hermione asked no one in particular.

'Who cares?' Ron said cheering as Archie Baker rocketed around the pitch.

‘CHASERS LACY SMITH-WESTON, KATE-LYN McINTYRE, AND JANYS DEAN!’

The three women flew onto the pitch in their black and orange robes all three zooming down the middle of the pitch in an arrowhead formation the pulling up next to their team mates.

‘AAAAAND SEEKER AND CAPTAIN TROY LANCASTER!’

The roar from the Cannons supporters and the ‘Boos’ from the Harpies fans were so loud Harry’s ears rang as Troy Lancaster flew onto the pitch and joined his team in circling the pitch.

‘Oh gooooo hooooome!’ Teddy bellowed.

Hermione, Harry, Ron, Katie, Alicia, George, Oliver, Gordon and all the Weasley clan fell about laughing.

‘I-thought-you-were-a-Cannons-fan-matey? Harry said between snorts as Hermione’s face turned bright red from the effort of suppressing her giggles.

‘But I want Ginny’s team to win tonight!’ Teddy said putting his hands on his hips and making a face as everyone laughed at him.

‘Fair enough’

‘Now we’ll be able to see if Ginny’s playing chaser or Seeker tonight’ Oliver said in interest as the Cannons squad pulled off to the side of the pitch ‘I haven’t heard anything’

‘Even Ginny didn’t know’ Harry said ‘Unless she did and didn’t tell me’

‘Naw I think maybe Gwenog didn’t tell her what position she wanted Ginny to play lest she tell you then you tell me’ Oliver said ‘Gwenog’s a smart ol’ tart I don’t think she wants to give us and clues to strategy to next week’s game should the Harpies make it’

‘LADIES AND GENTLEMEN PLEASE NOW WELCOME THE SQUAD OF THE HOLYHEAD HARPIES ONTO THE PITCH’ Lee announced ‘KEEPER AND CAPTAIN GWENOG JOOOONES! BEATERS AMANDA SCHILLACI AND LAUREN McCREEDY! CHASERS KATE JAMIESON, ROSIE McCALLUM AND JESSICA OVERTON!’

‘Ginny’s playing seeker I knew it!’ Oliver exclaimed as the chasers flew onto the pitch ‘Now I can start planning’

‘I thought you already had?’ Harry yelled over the roar of the crowd.

‘AND LAST ONTO THE PITCH TONIGHT PLAYING SEEKER FOR THE HOLYHEAD HARPIES GINNY WEASLEEEEEEEEEEEY!’

The noise was deafening as everyone in the box leapt to their feet and Ginny rocketed out of the race and zoomed down the pitch. She did a handstand on her broom then did a 360 degree roll before skidding to a stop next to Jessica Overton the player who normally played Seeker. Harry stuck his fingers in his mouth and let fly with an ear-piercing whistle that could be clearly heard over the tumultuous roar of the crowd. Hermione had Teddy on her shoulders and the small child was waving a large green flag bearing the golden talon logo of the Holyhead Harpies.

‘Where’d he get that?’ Harry asked Hermione in surprise.

‘I got it for him during the week at Quality Quality Quidditch Supplies’ Hermione said with a grin.

‘Gawd now he has enough quidditch stuff to re-stock Quality Quidditch Supplies’ Harry said ‘That Cannons sheet set Mrs Weasley got him for Christmas last year, the Cannons flag Ron got him for his birthday in January, the United Flag I got him on Wednesday and that Teddy Bear wearing a miniature set of Cannons robes Charlie and Charlotte gave him at Easter’

‘Don’t forget my posters Harry! Teddy piped as the two teams began a short warm up routine ‘I’ve got one for the Harpies and one for the Cannons’

‘You’ll have to get him a United one for Christmas coming up’ Katie said to Harry in amusement ‘Have a word to Oliver his sister Latetia runs the Puddlemere United merchandise shop in Hogsmeade and I’m sure she would give you a discount on some United merchandise’

‘Where the hell would I fit it all? Harry exclaimed as In the air Ginny practiced catching the snitch but flying after golf balls thrown by the Harpies manager Caroline McEntyre ‘Ted’s room is only so big and we only have so many rooms in the manor’

‘We’d fit it all Harry! Teddy said with little kid enthusiasm ‘Look at Ron’s room at the Burrow! There’s lots of stuff there!’

‘Well....I’ll give you that one’ Harry conceded.

Five minutes later the players took their positions around the pitch and the match referee strode onto the pitch the ball crate floating alongside him. All of Ginny’s family and friends and the United squad leaned forward in their seats in anticipation of the coin toss.

‘Ten sickles the Cannons win the toss and Lancaster goes for tails’ George said to no one in particular.

‘You’re on’ Harry said with a grin ‘In a losing mood tonight aren’t ya?’

‘Bugger off Harry’

Gwenog Jones and Troy Lancaster flew to the ground and joined the referee in the centre circle.

‘Captains shake hands!’

‘C’mon Jonesey go for heads’ Harry said loudly.

George just rolled his eyes as the referee threw the galleon high into the air.

Harry’s eyes tracked the path of the coin as it flew high into the air and began it’s decent to the referee’s open palm.

‘I CALL TAILS!’ Lancaster called.

‘We’re going to be rolling in it tonight Harry’ Katie said ‘I reckon Georgie Porgie here ought to buy the first round of drinks’

The referee caught the Galleon.

‘Bugger off I’ll be broke till Christmas if I have to give you and Harry forty Galleons and buy the round of drinks’ George said.

‘HEADS! The referee called ‘THE HOLYHEAD HARPIES WIN THE TOSS’

‘Fuck!’ George cussed.

‘Yessss!’ Harry and Katie hissed pumping their fists and slapping each other a high five.

‘Ohhhh this is going to end badly I can tell’ George said to no one in particular as Gwenog Jones pointed to the southern goals to indicate where the Harpies would be aiming the quaffle.

‘Smile! Oliver said genially ‘Just think if the Harpies win we’ll be in for a good hard long game next week ‘We’ve never played longer than fifteen minutes against the Cannons, I believe the record is thirty seconds just after I joined the senior team and Bertie Livingstone was our Seeker’

‘Yeah great I’ll be forty Galleons and ten sickles out of pocket and I’ll have bad cramp after a long game that’s all I need’ George said ‘Physical and financial pain is what my life goal has been ever since my Hogwarts days’

‘Oh ha ha’

Moments later with all fourteen players in the air the referee mounted his own broom and waved his wand at the ball crate so it flicked open and all four balls few out. He then blew the whistle shrilly begin play. An enormous roar rose from the crowd as the Cannons and Harpies sprang into action and the game began.

For the first few minutes of the game, Harry kept his gaze on Ginny as she flew high above the game keeping an eye out for the snitch. Right from the initial whistle, it was plainly obvious that the Harpies were a superior team and the Cannons were clearly outstripped skills wise. But despite their lack of ability, they were putting up a good fight and doing their best to score.

‘Oh come on!’ Ron groaned loudly minutes later as Lacey Smith-Weston missed and easy goal ‘I’m glad I reneged on that idea to get that Cannons crest tattoo’

‘You were going to get one? Harry asked in surprise as Ginny flew over their heads trying to lead Lancaster on a wild goose chase.

‘Yeah on Neville’s stag night but I got the dragon instead’

Harry had never seen two teams at opposite ends of the skills scale. The Cannons were playing their worst match of the season and so far the Harpies were playing their best. The Harpies chasers were rarely out of possession of the quaffle and despite being on the same model of brooms the Cannons were struggling to keep up. The game ticked by into the 20th minute and the score was now 300- 50 in favour of the Holyhead Harpies.

‘We may as well go home now’ Ron said to no one in particular as the Harpies scored yet another goal to the raucous approval of their fans.

‘See ya later Ronald’ George(Weasley) said waving with a grin.

‘Feck off’

‘Ronald Language!’ Mrs Weasley admonished as everyone else laughed.

As the game ticked over into the twenty ninth minute Katie turned to George(Lewis) with a grin.
‘Start counting those Galleons Georgie Porgie’ She said with a grin rubbing her fingers together.

‘Yeah a second over half an hour and those forty Galleons and ten sickles are ours’ Harry added.

‘GOOOO GINNNNNYYYY CATCH THE FECKING SNITCH!’ George Bellowed.

Harry swore he saw Ginny wink at them as she soared over the box again her robes flapping madly in the wind.

The second the match time clocked over to thirty minutes played Harry and Katie slapped each other a high five. George groaned loudly.

‘How am I supposed to pay you two on my meager income?’ He groaned putting his head in his hands.

‘Oh sod off you on a meager income? Katie exclaimed ‘You’re one of the best paid players in the league and you have your income from the Ministry Ministers support staff get paid more than a Knut a week’

‘Never mind Katie he’s just whinging’ Harry teased as the Cannons scored a lucky goal bringing the score to 310-60.

‘Well wouldn’t you?’ George said with a smile ‘Ah I don’t mind Harry I’ll make a bet I know I can win next time’

‘Sensible sausage’ Katie teased ruffling his hair.

Amazingly, fifteen minutes later the game was still in progression and the Cannons had scored several lucky goals to bring the score up to 350-200. Ron was being extra-ordinarily animated as his team began to creep up their opponents. Harry could tell the Harpies defence were getting complacent and were too self-assured about winning. Gwenog Jones was stalking around the scoring area like a starving lion after a wildebeest and her face was twisted into an expression of angry concentration.

‘DAMMIT GINNY NOW IS THE TIME TO GET THE FUCKING SNITCH!’ She screamed as Ginny flew by in search of the snitch that had not made an obvious appearance since the fifteenth minute ‘GOGOGOGOGOGOGO!’

Ginny turned her broom so hard and suddenly Troy Lancaster flew to the other end of the pitch before he realized he had lost track off her. However, Ginny had gotten a break on her counterpart and began flying all over the pitch in a dizzying manner. Harry could hear the groans from Ron and the other Cannons supporters as Lancaster attempted to regain his bearings and join Ginny in her pursuit of the snitch.

‘THERE’S THE SNITCH!’ Ron bellowed minutes later pointing to the far end of the pitch as the last of the afternoon sun glinted off the little walnut sized ball.

Ginny who was again trying to throw off Lancaster seemed to hear him and kicked her broom into action. She took off her robes flapping. Everyone in the box including the whole Puddlemere United squad and all of Ginny’s family and friends leapt to their feet and cheered her on and she raced after the snitch.

‘GO GINNNNNNNNYYYYYY!’ Teddy screamed waving his Holyhead Harpies flag so enthusiastically he nearly whacked Katie in the head with it ‘COOOOME OOOOON!’

The roar of the fifty thousand strong crowd was deafening as Ginny raced after the snitch her right arm extended as she attempted to catch the little fluttering ball then she directed her broom downwards beginning a lightning fast textbook Wronski Feint.

Harry leaned forward and grabbed the safety rail of the box so hard his knuckles turned white as second by second Ginny streaked toward the green turf. Troy Lancaster was right by her side attempting to catch the snitch himself but Ginny had gotten the break on him and a second before Harry thought she was going to hit the ground she pulled out of her dive he fingers closed around the Snitch.

‘I GOT THE SNITCH!’ She screamed waving it above her head ‘I GOT THE SNITCH!’

The air itself seemed to shake from the roar of the crowd. Ginny streaked up and down the pitch showing off the snitch as the Chudley Cannons squad flew to the ground and began to console each other. Harry slapped Katie a high five and began celebrating with everyone else in the box.

‘LADIES AND GENTLEMEN GINNY WEASLEY CATCHES THE SNITCH IN SPECTACULAR FASHION PROPELLING THE HOLYHEAD HARPIES INTO NEXT WEEK’S PRE-SEASON GRAND FINAL AGAINST PUDDLEMERE UNITED’ Lee announced ‘THE FINAL SCORE IS HOLYHEAD HARPIES 660- CHUDLEY CANNONS 400 WE ARE IN FOR A SPECTACULAR GAME NEXT WEEK AT THE CORNWALL MOORS STADIUM. THE BIG GAME IS TO START AT SEVEN PM….NOW….’

As Lee began giving out details for the following week’s grand final Ginny gave the snitch back to the match referee then remounted her broom and flew back up to the boxes.

‘HARRY! HARRY!’ she called waving him over to the edge of the box.

Harry made his way over to the edge of the box; Ginny grabbed the front of his shirt and as Harry had done the previous night at the United/Kestrels game planted a VERY obvious open mouth kiss on his lips. Harry returned the kiss enthusiastically the stood slightly shocked as everyone in the vicinity broke into wolf whistles and Ginny flew back down to the pitch to celebrate with her teammates.

‘Oh man are we in for an awesome game next week!’ George who had obviously forgotten about his bet with Harry and Katie exclaimed ‘That was a great game!’

‘Yeah and a great dividend!’ Katie countered holding her hand out ‘Where’s our moolah mate?’

‘I’ll give it to you and Harry at training tomorrow night’ George said sheepishly ‘I have to make a special trip into Gringotts because of you two’

‘Ah hear that Katie? We’re special’ Harry teased ‘Care to make a bet for next week’s game Georgie?’

‘Hell no!’

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An hour and a half later, the celebrations moved back to the Three Broomsticks, which was packed with Harpies supporters celebrating, and Cannons supporters drowning their sorrows. The Harpies squad had conducted a small celebration in their rooms at the Exmoor stadium and most of the squad had returned to their homes but Ginny joined the celebrations on one of the private booths on the back of the car. Oliver shouted the first round (A polish vodka each) and soon loud raucous celebrations were in full swing.

‘I’ve got an idea’ Harry whispered drunkenly in Ginny’s ear a couple of hours later.

‘Yeah what’s that?’ Ginny said her eyes twinkling.

‘Lemme go home and get my invisibility cloak and meet me out the front in five minutes’ Harry said with a grin ‘Don’t make it obvious’

‘Does it have anything to do with you being randy?’ Ginny whispered back.

‘How do you know I’m randy?’ Harry tittered in tipsy surprise.

‘Because you’ve got a fecking great boner in your trousers’ Ginny whispered back grasping the bulge in his crotch.

‘Remember meet me out the front in five minutes’

‘Hey ‘Arry were y’going?’ Oliver exclaimed as Harry got up.

‘I’m going to have a leak can’t a bloke have some privacy?’ Harry said careful not to give away his intentions ‘Don’t be so fucking nosey’

Everyone tittered.

Harry left the table and made his way down to the back of the pub where the ladies and men’s toilets were. He went into the men’s toilets picked a cubicle and disapparated appearing a second later in the foyer of Potter Manor. Despite his inebriated state he raced up the stairs (Not sober enough to think he could quicken things by simply apparating) and down the hall to his and Ginny’s quarters. He flung open their bedroom door and raced across the room to the walk in robe. He flicked his wand at a locked draw and it sprang open. He grabbed the invisibility cloak tucked it inside his robes and disapparated back to Hogsmeade this time appearing in the main street out the front of the Hogsmeade branch of Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes. Keeping his head low, he walked quickly up the main street to the Three Broomsticks to where Ginny was waiting for him.

‘There you are!’ She exclaimed ‘What the hell is going on? You have no idea how creative I had to be to stop Hermione following me’

‘What did you tell her?’ Harry asked furtively taking the invisibility cloak out of his robes.

‘I told her I fancied something sweet and wanted an excuse to go to Honeydukes’ Ginny said.

‘You came out the front door?’ Harry said in surprise ‘What for? Why didn’t you go to the loos and apparate out like I did?’

‘Harry I’m pissed as an ant I’m not capable of thinking that sensibly’ Ginny said dryly ‘Now what do you have in mind?’

Harry as quick as a flash threw his invisibility cloak over them tying a secure knot so the cloak wouldn’t slip and he would have his hands free.

‘This’ He said flicking his wand so in an instant Ginny’s clothes disappeared into thin air.

‘Harry what the hell are you doing?’ She exclaimed loudly.

‘Shhhhhhh!’ Harry hissed in alarm pressing a finger to her lips ‘This cloak doesn’t stop us from being heard.

‘If we don’t get caught it’ll be a fucking miracle’ Ginny whispered as Harry swept her hair aside and kissed her neck.

‘I like the danger of the possibility’ Harry joked cupping one of her breasts and sucking gently on the nipple.

‘You are so lucky this thing covers both of us’ Ginny said pushing his robes over his shoulders and letting them pool on the ground.

‘What can I say I’m a lucky bloke’ Harry said grinding his arousal into Ginny’s hips ‘Use your wand’

‘Pardon?’

‘Harry sucked on the other nipple.

‘Use your wand, bugger taking off my clothes’

Ginny through her inebriated state caught on and gave her wand a quick flick Harry’s clothes including the robes on the ground disappeared, revealing the full extent of his arousal.

‘You’ve put an engorgement charm on you cock!’ She whispered then collapsing into giggles.

‘No you did, though not in the conventional way’ Harry said pushing Ginny gently against the front window of the Three Broomsticks and dropping to his knees.

‘Ah fuck!’ Ginny squealed a second later as Harry parted her moist folds with one swift swipe of his tongue ‘Bloody hell Harry!’

‘Here you have to keep quiet’ Harry said going to work on her warm centre ‘If you scream people’ll keep running’

‘Harry Potter you’re a sadistic bastard and ought to rot in the pits of eternal damnation!’ Ginny hissed as the preliminary shots of pleasure raced up her spine ‘Bloody hell…ahhhh!’

Her groans and squeals of pleasure turning him on even more Harry pulled Ginny’s lips apart and plunged his tongue into his warm centre pushing her body entirely against the window of the Three Broomsticks, the patrons inside continuing with their activities totally unaware of what Harry and Ginny were up to.

Harry despite being as pissed as an ant worked on Ginny as if he were sober as a judge and soon she was writhing in ecstasy above him.

‘Harry dammit take me over the edge or I WILL hex your cock off!” Ginny hissed grabbing handfuls of his raven black hair and arching her back against the cool glass of the pub’s window.

Harry latched onto Ginny’s centre of arousal and sucked hard and within seconds a muscle melting orgasm washed over her and she lost her footing. Harry flicked his wand so the magic caught her then he stood up and thrust himself into her invading her in the most intimate way.

‘AHHH FUCK!’ Ginny bellowed clamping her legs around Harry’s hips, his hard drawing him further into her warm centre. As people walking down the main street turned sharply to see the source of the scream.

‘Gin-shu-tup!’ Harry hissed thrusting with all the force, he could muster ‘People are looking at us!’

‘You’re not exactly being quiet yourself!’ Ginny hissed in his ear ‘Ohhhhhhhh Meeeeeerlin!’

‘I’ll buy you a lollipop from Honeydukes if you can keep things quiet’ Harry groaned as a tantalizing heaviness settled in his pelvis and raced up his spine.

‘That’s fucking impossible!’ Ginny groaned squeezing her warm centre around the fullness inside her ‘If I scream people will think……’

But what people would’ve thought was lost in a low groan as the climax hit her, if it weren’t for the magic holding up Ginny she would’ve fallen down, With all the control she could muster she gritted her teeth and pressed her lips together as hard as she could no sound escaped her lips as Harry came after her spilling himself into her.

‘Oh God Gin that was brilliant!’ Harry huffed trying to catch his breath as he held Ginny up against the window of the Three Broomsticks ‘We ought to do that again sometime’

‘No way once was enough’ Ginny said kissing Harry on the lips ‘That was brilliant!’

‘You sure you don’t want to do it again?’ Harry joked letting Ginny down ‘Maybe Diagon Alley next time?’

Ginny rolled her eyes.
‘No, I’d have to be drunk again to do that’ She said ‘Now what about clothes? We can’t go waltzing back into the Three Broomsticks starkers’

Harry flicked his wand and muttered a spell and instantly Ginny was dressed again.

‘I suppose I better go to Honeydukes now and get a bag of sweets’ Ginny reasoned ‘Even Hermione would get suss if I came back with nothing’

‘Let me come with you’ Harry said his eyes sparkling in mischief flicking his wand so his own clothes re-appeared ‘I fancy some more sweets’

‘Just how much booze have you consumed?’ Ginny said in amusement as she and Harry furtively emerged from under the cloak and headed down the street to Honeydukes which was doing a roaring trade ‘I reckon you’ve sneaked into Rosmerta’s cellars during the night and pissed your way through her Firewhiskey stores’

‘I haven’t had on single drop of Firewhiskey tonight how dare you suggest such a thing’ Harry said in mock anger ‘I’ve only been on Vodka, Oliver’s being buying it like it’s going out of fashion’

‘You’ve been drinking it like it’s been going out of fashion’ Ginny said with a girly drunken giggle.

‘Well you’re not exactly sober as a judge’ Harry said laughing (Everything’s funny when you’re pissed as an ant).

‘Nope I-i-i-i-i-i-i-I’m PISSED AS AN ANT!’ Ginny bellowed spinning in a circle and stumbling.

‘Ginny!’ Harry hissed is disbelief as people stared at Ginny ‘Do you want to appear on the front page of the Prophet tomorrow? That would be a great headline ‘Star Quidditch Player Arrested For Drunk And Disorderly’

Ginny let out a great snort and elaborately put her arm around Harry’s waist before they made their way into Honeydukes.

‘C’mon gorgeous let’s see if they have any sugar nipples’ She said.

‘Do sugar nipples exist?’ Harry said as Ginny pulled him over to the boiled lollies section

‘Yeah here’ Ginny said furtively pulling up her top and flashing her breasts which were covered with all the hickeys Harry had left during their al fresco love making session.

‘Someone’s spiked your drink!’ Harry said grabbing a bag from a nearby shelf and heading over to the Ice Mice barrel.

‘If anyone’s spiked my drink it’d would’ve been George’ Ginny said with a grin filling up her own bag with Droobles Best Blowing Gum ‘He spiked the punch at my seventeenth remember that? Mum got up on the dining table and danced the Wonky Wizard’

Harry laughed at the memory.
‘Yeah I remember that’ He said ‘But how much did you piss it up in the change rooms with the other girls before you came to the Three Broomsticks?’

‘Only one bottle of that new champagne Ogdens have brought out between us’ Ginny said making a face ‘Gwenog wouldn’t let us have any more the old spoilsport, she’d shit a brick if she knew how pissed I was now, I told her I was going home’

‘Do the other girls know you’re here?’
‘Oh yeah they’ve pissed off to London they’re probably drinking through Tom’s stocks’

‘Like you’re drinking through Rosmerta’s’

‘Fuck off’

Harry and Ginny bought up big at Honeydukes then made their way back up the main street to the Three Broomsticks.

‘I’m going to apparate inside and pretend I’ve come out of the loos’ Harry said to Ginny giving her his bag of sweets ‘I’ll get bombarded with questions if everyone sees me coming in the front door’

Ginny pocketed the sweets and kissed Harry enthusiastically on the lips.

‘I love you!’ She exclaimed loudly.

Harry grinned returned the kiss then with a crack disapparated.

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