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I Choose You
By YelloWitchGrl

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Category: Post-DH/AB
Characters:All
Genres: Angst, Fluff, Romance
Warnings: Mild Sexual Situations, Negative Alcohol Use
Story is Complete
Rating: PG-13
Reviews: 148
Summary: Ginny's 17th Birthday involved a lot of food, friends, and Firewhisky... now she and Harry awake to the aftermath. They have some tough choices to make.
Hitcount: Story Total: 59532; Chapter Total: 9326
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Author's Notes:
Thanks to Wolf's Scream for beta'ing for me.

I am going slow, the chapters are relatively short, and that's all I can do. I'm about 8 weeks pregnant and I have almost ZERO energy, so I'm doing what I can! :-)




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Harry had known from the moment that Mrs. Weasley has ordered them to come back for dinner that he would be in for some kind of interrogation. At least it would be over soon.

“Harry,” Bill said as they reached the back garden. “We need t have a little chat.”

“Yeah,” George chimed in. “Since you ran off and married our baby sister.”

“I didn’t mean to!” Harry protested, somewhat lamely. “I… I mean we weren’t in our right minds.”

Ron rolled his eyes. “Hermione and I were just as sloshed as you were and we didn’t elope.”

“That’s not saying much,” Harry retorted. “Hermione never does anything without thinking it through.”

“Except dating Ron,” George said dryly. “Clearly she didn’t think that one through.”

Ron made a rude hand gesture and said something that would have turned his mother’s face purple with rage.

“The point,” Bill said loudly, before Ron and George could get into it, “is that you married our sister. We don’t need to ask how you’re going to support her, as you are in Auror training with this git.” He shot Ron a warning glance to shut him up. “But we want to know that you’re going to treat her the way she deserves.”

“Of course I will!” Harry said forcefully. The look on Bill’s face made him look away. When he looked back, he said more confidently, “We might not have been ready for this but we’ll make it work.”

“Okay then,” Bill said eyeing him shrewdly. “I trust you with her and I wouldn’t say that of many men.”

“So we’re not going to threaten him?” George asked.

“Nah,” Bill said, clapping Harry on the back. “He’s family now and besides, he already knows that if he messes up with Ginny that she’ll kill him herself.”

“That’s true,” Ron agreed. “Think of that Bat-Bogey hex.” All four of them shuddered slightly. “Anyway, let’s go in- I’m starving!”

“You… you go in, I’ll be there in a minute,” Harry told them. He needed a minute to himself to think. He turned and walked a few paces, and Bill caught up with him, matching his stride.

“Want to talk about it?” Bill asked.

Harry hesitated for only a minute, but after all, Bill was married. “I don’t know how to be married.”

Bill’s scarred face cracked into a wry smile. “No one knows how when they first get married. You learn as you go.”

“So what should I do?”

“Talk and listen mostly. Talk everything out and don’t go to bed angry.” Bill stuck his hands in his pockets as they stopped walking, facing out to the orchard. He rocked back on his heels, clearly lost in thought. Finally he said, “Don’t be afraid to be yourself and show Ginny how much you love her. Life is too short.”

Harry shifted uncomfortably. “We haven’t said we love each other yet.”

Bill raised one eyebrow. “You two really weren’t ready to get married, were you?”

Harry shook his head, trying to fight back a sudden rush of panic.

“Do you love her?”

“Yeah, well,” Harry stopped, trying to think. “I mean I’m pretty sure I’m in love with her. I think about her all the time and I want to all of my free time with her.” He paused, trying to puzzle it out. “When we were on the run, I had dumped her because I wouldn’t have been able to stand her getting hurt because of me, but she was always on my mind. Being with her is the happiest I’ve ever been. She gets me and doesn’t care that I’m Harry-bloody-Potter.”

Bill didn’t say anything for a long moment. Finally he said, “You should tell her all of these things and that you love her. Go from there.”

~*~

Dinner was not as uncomfortable as Ginny had expected. After their initial awkwardness had worn off, it was just like every other dinner since the war had ended. They had heatedly debated the new head of the Auror department, talked about what Harry and Ron were doing in their training, and complained about the lax treatment that the Malfoys had received. Lucius Malfoy had been sent back to Azkaban for 25 years for his war crimes, while Draco had only been given community service. “Malfoy scrubbing bed pans at St. Mungo’s without magic!” Ron had crowed. Narcissa Malfoy, thanks to Harry’s testimony that she had saved his life by not giving him away in the forest, had only been fined 10,000 galleons. Harry wasn’t sorry about Narcissa’s punishment. He knew she’d only spared him to save her son, but after all, what mother wouldn’t do anything for their kid? In the end, she’d saved him too.

Ginny swore up and down that Draco should have gone to Azkaban. “He’s a foul little wart,” she’d grumbled.

“At least he was convicted,” Mr. Weasley reminded her. “It’s on his permanent record now.”

“Serves him right,” Hermione had sniffed.

“Life in Azkaban would have served him right,” Ron had muttered darkly.

By the time they had had gotten home, though, Ginny’s stomach was in knots. She didn’t know what was going on between Harry and her.

Kreacher brought them a tea tray in the library and left them to talk.

Harry sat stiffly next to her on the couch, slowly twirling his cup between his hands. “Ginny?”

“Yeah?” She asked, trying to decipher what he was feeling from the look on his face.

“Tomorrow’s Saturday.”

“I know that,” Ginny said, cracking a small smile.

Harry grinned back sheepishly. “Well, it’s my day with Teddy and I was going to take him to the park tomorrow.”

“Oh right! Uhm,” she hesitated briefly. “Do you want me to stay home?”

“No, I was going to ask if you wanted to go.”

They were so formal with each other and Ginny didn’t like it, at all. “I want to go. I haven’t seen Teddy since the funerals- I bet he’s huge.”

“And green haired,” he added. “I get a lot of nasty looks from mothers at the play parks who think I dye his hair that color.”

Ginny laughed. “Well they can glare at me, then, thinking that I’m the one who let you dye it.”

Harry turned slowly to her and the butterflies that had started to go away came back in droves. “I love you,” he said simply.

She felt as if she’d received a blow to the stomach. Where had this come from?” “I love you too.”

“Do you really?” he asked, hesitantly.

“Of course I do!” Ginny said, shocked. “Why wouldn’t you believe me?”

He sat quietly for a minute and then said, “Because we never said it before now.”

The corner of her mouth twitched. “I didn’t want to scare you off, but now that you’re stuck with me, I suppose I’m safe.”

“Scare me off?” Harry spluttered.

“Why didn’t you say it before?” Ginny asked.

He shrugged, “I guess I didn’t think about it in that way. I just thought about wanting to be with you”

“This whole situation feels really weird,” Ginny said, shifting around in her seat. “I don’t know exactly how to act or anything.”

“I don’t know either,” Harry sighed. He put his cup down and pulled her to him. He remembered what Bill had said. “I guess we’ll learn together.”
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