Harry's Second Chance

Year 7

The summer flew by faster than anyone would have liked. School was just around the corner. A week away to be exact.
"Harry are you coming." Lily called.
"In a moment mum." Harry answered.
Harry and Ginny were still packing. Waiting till the last moment to pack. Wanting to savor as much of their last "normal" summer.
"We're leaving in five minutes." She called.
Ginny groaned. They needed a little more time.
"Don't stress Gin, I got it." Harry said waving his wand packing everything. Thanks to his birthday being in the summer he came of age and was now free to use magic as is pleased.

"Show off." She muttered.

"Giwny mummy said we go now." Harrison said as he came in. His auburn hair sticking up just as his father's and older brother's did.

"Thank you Harrison. Go find Haven and ask her is she will bring me my little purse please." Ginny told him.

"Okay!" He exclaimed running out the room as fast as his little legs would take him.

"Alright Gin that's everything." Harry said grabbing their trunks.

"This is so surreal." Ginny said.

"I know. It's my last year.
And it will also mean that next year will be horrid without you everyday." Harry whispered

"Don't remind me." Ginny grumbled.

"Giwny." Haven called.

"Over here Haven." Ginny said to the small redheaded child.
Haven ran over to Ginny and gave her the small purse, she loved playing with it because it was one Hermione had given her with an expansion charm.

"Harry we're about to leave." Lily called.

"Guess it's time to go." Harry laughed. Grabbing his and Ginny's trunks.

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On the train

"Can't believe it's our last year." Ron said starting on more of their food.
Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Honestly Ronald do you ever stop eating?" She sighed looking back to her book.
"Not really." He replied. Harry laughed as he saw Malfoy walk down the corridor with bat bogies coving his face. And an angry Ginny fallowing quickly behind him.

"What was that all about?" Harry asked

"He was trying to take a first years books.
A muggle born boy.
It sickens me how he thinks he is superior to anybody who isn't a pure blood." She grumbled.

"Yeah. And to think he's a prefect." Harry laughed

"Great just great. What was Dumbledore thinking? Ugh! Well you and Hermione are  head boy and girl so you should be able to keep him in line right?" Ginny asked

"I don't know. He's not Gryffindor." Harry pointed out.

"True." Ginny sighed.

"Can't fix everything Gin." Harry said.

"I know." She said.

"So when do you want to have the wedding?" Harry asked.
Knowing it would take her mind off things.

"I was thinking an early summer wedding. That way it would be warm but not too warm. What colors do you want?" She asked him.

"How about a rustic theme?
We could have pink, green, and blue beads in mason jars and burlap and lace table cloths." Harry said imagining it in his mind.

"That sounds lovely.
Have you though about grooms men?" Ginny asked him.

"Well obviously Ron will be my best man. And I was thinking maybe Neville and Sirius.
If you were okay with that. What about you. Who are you thinking for the brides maids?" Harry asked.

"Oh. No that's fine Harry I don't mind. And I was thinking Hermione as
My maid of honor because let's face it she's one of my closest girl friends.
And Luna. Still have to figure the rest out."

"Okay and where are we wanting to do this?" He asked her.

"Uh mums place or your parents place. And which ever we choose to do the wedding at we can do the reception at the other. That sound okay?"Ginny asked.

"Okay. Well maybe we should do the wedding at mums place and then have your mum to throw the reception. You know how she loves to cook." Harry said.

"Yes I think that will work." Ginny said smiling.

"What do you think about August 3rd? It's not going to be too hot it's the beginning of the summer.
It should be a comfortable temperature." Harry suggested.

"I think that will due just find Harry." Ginny said happily, leaning up on her toes to give him a small kiss.

"Oi! You two. Can you stop snogging and give me a hand?" Ron yelled furiously.

"August 3rd." Harry whispered. Knowing that was the day his life changed forever.