55AN: Sorry for not updating guys. I've been very busy with school work and stuff. I failed one of my subjects last term so I had to work on that. I hope you all like this chapter.
Chapter 5: Realisations
Harry spun around and looked at the spot where Moody had just disappeared from.
"I think this is how we ended up going back" Hermione said, coming to a realisation.
"Yes, but if it is, how do we know when everyone will go back?" Harry asked.
"It is my opinion that we will just have to wait it out. I think that until we all have gone back to our own time, that you should make sure that no one else from this time can get here. It is best that the knowledge of us being here remains with those who were here when the accident occurred." Dumbledore told Harry.
"Yes, that sounds reasonable" Harry replied "If you could all follow Ginny to the lounge; we can catch up a bit there."
Everyone filed out of the dining room and followed Ginny, Ron, Hermione and Harry down the hallway.
Harry looked at all the pictures on the walls as they walked towards the lounge. There were photos of his and Ginny's children all running around and playing to, sitting opening presents at Christmas time. His children were Ginny's children. He married Ginny. He had never thought about Ginny Weasley in that way before, all his thoughts had been on Cho Chang, the pretty Ravenclaw seeker. He glanced over at Ginny and saw her studying a photo of their children playing with a blue haired boy; her chocolate brown eyes sparkled with excitement. Harry knew that Ginny's eyes were brown; he had just never looked close enough to see how beautiful they were. Hang on he thought since when have I thought Ginny's eyes were beautiful. Never, you idiot, you haven't even noticed her before. Yes I have, I've noticed her a lot. Like when her eyes light up when she smiles, or when they go dark when she's sad, and the times when her brothers call her a baby or little they get like this fire in them and you know she's about to yell, and when she does her cheeks go red, not like when she blushes, and she looks beautiful. Or those times in the afternoon or when she sits in front of the fire and her hair shimmers and it looks like bright, beautiful fire blowing in the wind, or when she gets that cute little dint between her eyebrows when she frowns. Or that she has started talking around me now because she used to blush and run away, or the time when I first met her and she put her elbow in the butter dish. And that she is as mischievous as Fred and George but hides it better and her temper is as bad as Ron's but she holds it in longer. And when she used to watch me when she though I didn't notice but I did because I was watching her too...oh. I think I've fancied Ginny for a long time. Oh no, really! You'd think you'd have figured it out by now, what with that huge list of things that you notice about her. You tricked me into saying all that. Harry, this is in your head, you tricked yourself. Oh. Yes oh.
He looked around to see if anyone had noticed him staring at Ginny for so long. It seemed no one had so he continued walking to the lounge room still a bit dazed from his realisations. He didn't notice the knowing grin Hermione gave him, or the confused look Ginny gave him.
"Here we go" said Ginny spreading her arms out and turning around to the past people welcoming them in.
It was a large room. It had a big, lit fire at one side of the room with several lounges surrounding it and a few single recliners. The walls were stone and the floor had a light brown coloured carpet on it. There were several photo frames on a ledge above the fireplace. The first one on the left was a photo of a young James and Albus standing next to a blue-haired boy who was holding a baby Lily. Next to it was a photo of all of the Weasleys standing outside the Burrow, it had had some renovations after the war and it was bigger and sturdier. In the middle of the ledge was a photo of Harry and Ginny kissing outside of the church where they were married, straight after the ceremony, beside it was a photo of Ron and Hermione kissing at their wedding reception after their first dance. The last photo on the ledge was one of Lily, Rose, Hugo, Albus and James all playing quidditch behind Potter Manor.
Everyone took a seat except for Molly; she walked towards the photos on the ledge and picked up the one with the blue haired boy in it.
"Who's this?" she asked.
Harry smiled. "That is my godson; Teddy."
"Oh? Who are his parents?" she asked, taking a sly glance at Tonks, whose hair was a bright bubblegum pink, then let her eyes slide over to Remus who was sitting next to her, before looking back at Harry.
He smiled again and nodded, after seeing who she was looking at. "If that was your guess, then you would be right."
"Who are they?" everyone from the past asked.
"You'd have to figure that out for yourself, like Molly. We can't give anything away." Ginny said grinning.
Ron had been sitting there not really paying attention to anything, only one thing on his mind. I marry Hermione. I marry Hermione. I marry Hermione. I marry Hermione. We get married and have children. Children, not one, but two children, that are ours. I marry Hermione and we have two kids! He repeated this over and over again in his head, and he quite liked it. He was still lost in his thoughts when Fred leaned over and nudged him.
"Something on your mind?" he asked.
"Yeah." He said, not quite hearing what Fred was saying.
"Oh? Would it be a brown, bushy haired bookworm?" Fred asked slyly.
Ron blushed. "Er, ye...um" he stuttered glancing over at Hermione who was whispering excitedly to Ginny.
Fred chuckled. "That's what I thought."
"So! Everybody! Feel free to ask us questions, but keep in mind, that we might not answer some of them." Hermione said over the excited chatter.
Fred and George jumped had jumped up before she could even finish the sentence.
"Well, we were just wondering" started George.
"How you and little Ronnikins got together?" finished Fred.
Hermione and Ron blushed, while Harry chuckled and Ginny grinned slyly.
"Well" said Harry.
"Let's just say that these two have a strange way of getting together." Ginny continued.
"Yes, very. Have you ever met a pair who decide to start sno-" Harry had started to say when Ron leapt forward and cover his mouth.
"Snogging, in the middle of the final battle." Ginny quickly blurted out before Hermione could stop her.
"Ginnyyyyyy," Hermione whined, "you make it sound so unromantic."
"It is unromantic Hermione." Ginny said back.
"Yeah, and Harry snogging you in the middle of the common room filled with people after you won the Quidditch Cup is?" Hermione asked sarcastically.
"I find it very romantic. Plus, all of the girls could see that Harry was mine now." Ginny smirked back.
"That's how you get together? You randomly snog each other out of now where and live happily ever after?" George asked disappointed.
"Yeah! Where's all the excitement!" Fred said.
"Did you not hear what they said?" asked Harry who had been practically wrestling Ron.
"Yeah, we kissed in the middle of a battle and Harry snogged Gin after we won the Quidditch cup. How is that not exciting?" Ron inputted.
"No, that's not exciting at all." Ginny said sarcastically.
Fred and George looked shocked. "We weren't paying much attention see, Harry and Ron were wrestling."
Ginny stifled a giggle behind her hand as Hermione turned to her husband and brother-in-law.
"You both need to grow up; you act like children to much for your own good. If I see you acting like that once more, well, let's just say you'll regret it." Hermione said sternly.
Ron and Harry both looked down in shame.
"Yes Hermione" they both said.
Harry stood back up straight and shook his head.
"How do you do that? It's like I'm a first year again getting told off." He asked her. Ron nodded in agreement.
Almost everyone was laughing by now. Ginny was finding it hard to breath.
"It's a talent that I've perfected over the year, with Molly's help of course. She said someone needs to keep you to in check when she's not around, and Ginny is just too immature for that.
Still giggling Ginny sat up, crossed her arms and fake pouted.
"Humph. I am not immature," she said mock whining, "my own mother, how could she say such a thing."
Those who had calmed down started laughing again. Hermione let loose a small giggle that she couldn't hold back.
"You are all extremely odd, you know that." Remus said.
"I knowwww, it's fantastic," Harry said "you should loosen up Remmy. And Sirri, are you still with us? Because you haven't said anything since you got here."
Sirius snapped out of his thoughts when Harry addressed him.
"Huh? Whaa. Oh, yeah. I was just thinking. You look like your father. He would be very proud you know, and your mother, she would've loved to see her grandchildren. I think that they would have loved it that you named your kids after them you know." Sirius said, tears forming in his eyes.
Harry nodded and smiled. "Yeah, I know."
Sirius smiled back. "I'm sure they would have loved it more if you named your son Sirius James. Yeah, that has a nice ring to it."
Harry chuckled. "Oh, I'm sure my mother would have loved that."
Ginny watched the conversation between her husband and his godfather with a massive grin. She hadn't seen that light in his eyes in years, and she knew that after what Sirius had said, that it wouldn't be going away once they had all gone back.
AN: Yay! Harry realises that he has liked Ginny for a long time. A bit of drama in there, sorry if bits didn't make sense, I am trying my best though. Again, I am so, so, so, so, so sorry that I haven't been able to write a chapter in soooo long. There will probably be another big wait as I have a whole heap of exams and assignments soon. Don't worry though. I will get this story done.