Title: More than Mrs. Potter

Author: Joy

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21.The epilogue

When the final battle came Ginny, Harry, Draco, Hope, Hermione, and Ron all played their own parts. Ironically enough each other couple took a page from Ginny and Harry by getting engaged themselves. Ron and Draco still didn't really speak to one another but it wasn't like they really needed to. Hermione and Ron were Harry's best friends and stood with him. Draco and Hope were Ginny's best friends and stood with her. Looking back it was plain to see Voldemort never stood a chance against the six.

It was these thoughts that led Harry to pull his old school trunk out to be gone through. He loved looking back at life now that he was settled. He got a wicked look on his face when he removed one box from the trunk. He muttered a specialized incantation over it so that it would open to him and him alone...very important when one has children.

Harry shut his eyes smirking to himself as he touched the bits of lace from his 'naughty' box. His old school truck had become in Ginny's affectionate term his memory trunk. "The thing has everything in it. I swear he is trying to make up for the lack of happy memories of his childhood by storing tons of odd bits of life in that thing!" Not that she actually minded it was just something cute about Harry she learnt to love about him.

In the trunk there was a box of memories of Hogwarts, one for quidditch, one for adventures, and several dedicated to Ginny. Now she made him move and shrink the things he saved for each of their children's childhoods. He saved almost everything and made tons of 'videos' for each child. The Weasley fertility had carried on into the Potter household by blessing young and newly married Harry and Ginny with a set of twins Samantha & James and then as a bonus surprise was followed by a second set of twins Lily & Jonathan a couple years later.

Samantha at the age of eleven she looked fourteen, at fourteen she looked eighteen, and by sixteen she was every guys fantasy much to the chagrin of her father. Now at the whopping age of nineteen Sam had her father's dark hair and green eyes. Her career at Hogwarts was filled with of the staff's reverence and lots of whispers about being Harry Potter's child. Luckily she had her mother's backbone and took whatever was thrown. The oldest and natural leader she helmed the Potter clan (all Gryffindors naturally) through school.

James had his mischief making genes fall from both sides of his family so all the Hogwarts staff lived in fear the entire time he went to the school. After James charmed hundreds of mice to drop from the Great Hall's ceiling with mini parachutes on he became the undisputed champ of the family for hysterical pranks. Anyone that could get Snape to squirm over being inundated with small creatures definitely took the prize. James was the spitting image of his father and grandfather but bore the Weasley hair. Lucky for him it was a dark shade of auburn rather than the bright red his little sister Lily grew up with.

Lily in some ways should have been Hermione and Ron's daughter. She held a fiery temper that would explode with little provocation, though the rest of the time her nose was in a book. Lily looked like her mother and paternal grandmother. She enjoyed feeling herself more a Weasley since of the Potter children she resented the media attention the most. Lily had informed her parents before she got on the Hogwarts Express for the final time that she wanted to go to America for a time and live among the muggles...do something without her twin for a change.

Jon, brown eyed with hair match his eldest sister and father, was thrilled with the news since he wanted to be free to pursue his dream as the Chuddley Cannons seeker...who had actually been courting him quietly for a season. Like his father Jon had become a Gryffindor seeker his first year and played all the way through school. His uncle Ron encouraged him a great deal since Ron's own sons Jason, Luke, Taylor, and Will had their mother's taste for the sport– utter distain. They all played because they were Weasley's and they were all quite good. However if given the choice they preferred novels to broomsticks much to Ron's frustration.

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Now that James & Sam were out of the house pursuing their own lives and Lily & Jon were packed off at Hogwarts for their last year Harry was taking stock of his life and felt like a trip down memory lane. He was still smirking when Ginny arrived behind him.

"And what Mr. Potter are you doing?" she enquired.

Harry lifted the g-string panties he had been playing with on one finger. Ginny never did completely master the ability to not blush.

"Do you know what these are?" Harry asked with a predatory gleam in his eye.

"Not really. I'm sure it has something to do with the box marked 'Naughty' that all of our children as well as myself have tried to break into it. Hell I even had Hermione try once," Ginny said confidently walking to her husband, not allowing the look in his eye get to her.

The boy who lived, the teen that defeated Voldemort, and the man that locked away all of the Deatheaters swung the panties around his finger. "These dear Gin," he whispered seductively moving into his wife's personal space, "...are the panties you wore the first time we made love." Harry breathed on her face before kissing her jaw.

"But I have those panties," Ginny confessed tilting her head back and pulling him closer to her.

Harry picked his wife up and laid her down on their bed. "Actually sweetheart you have a duplicate pair I made. I have the originals." He was steadily kissing her and stripping her all the while he was talking. "I have quite a few items that way."

"Oh yeah?" Ginny gasped as Harry's lips sucked at her breast while undoing her skirt and sliding it off her hips. "What's come over you?" she muttered as they finished undressing one another with the practiced ease.

Bright green eyes met chocolate brown eyes, laying his head comfortably pillowed on her breast. "Last night we were talking...just talking...side by side. You were whispering to me about how proud you were of me...of how proud you had always been of me. I kept feeling like I had had that conversation with you before...de jà vu. It didn't hit me until I started going through this that I had heard that before. These were the dreams of the future my mother sent to me to give me something to fight for... You are my inspiration. You always have been."

"Oh Harry," she whispered letting happy tears trace down her face. Harry of course was there to prevent said tears from getting into her ears...after years of being together you knew little things like how much your partner hated tears in her ears.

Harry kissed Ginny softly before leaning over the side of the bed, grabbing his 'naughty' box, and handing it to Gin. "Have a look," he said tracing kisses down her tummy over her hip and down her leg.

"You want me to concentrate on this dumb box while you're seducing me?"

"Just look inside luv."

Harry continued to kiss her everywhere but where Ginny wanted him to while she looked through the box. There were pictures of her that for some reason she let Harry take of her in the nude as well as some less risqué pictures but hot nonetheless. There were lots of pairs of knickers, negligees, and teddies. "I have the copies of all of these."

"Yep... I have them charmed so when I touch them I see the memory I associate with them," he said as he kissed his wife's ankle.

Ginny snatched it out of his grasp, "Why didn't I know about this?"

He smirked, "Jealous of yourself?"

Gin sighed, "Slightly...I doubt you have anything of late in here."

"Pick up the green knickers," he mumbled from her hip before moving between her thighs. Ginny held the silky material, shut her eyes and gasped a few times... partially because of the dream and partially because of the things Harry's tongue was doing. This continued for a while.

"That's...that's how I look...when I..." she whispered. "You really are quite good at that luv," she praised drawing her legs up to expose herself more to his ministrations.

"That was the afternoon that we sent the kids for the last time to Hogwarts... about two weeks ago. And yes that is how you look when you cum... It is still the sweetest thing I have ever heard... the song you sing me when I give you pleasure," Harry stated kissing Ginny's hot little quim as he spoke before kissing Ginny's mouth so she could taste herself on his lips.

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In a startling move Gin rolled them over, putting herself on top. She let her sex glide over his cock in the most delicious ways causing Harry to sing for her while his thumb rubbed her in just the right way. Ginny leaned down and sucked at his ear before whispering, "I want to play a game."

"What game is that luv?" Harry panted.

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"Oh god...oh god," Gin began to pant.

"Ya, sweetheart...sing for me," Harry grunted.

"Yes...yesyesyes...right there right there...Harry...oh Harry..."

"Gin...Gin...God you feel..."

"YesYesYESYES!" Ginny shouted her whole body shaking.

"Agh...agh..." Harry grunted and groaned.

Ginny whispered, "Open your eyes," as she raked her fingernails down his back. Harry's green glowed was lust as Gin squeeze him internally, "Cum for me."

"GIN!" he growled before biting her none too softly on the neck. Harry's body slammed into her one last time before spending himself.

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"Oh...wow..." Harry groan rolling to his side settling his wife next to him. "I need your knickers," he stated matter-of-factly.

Ginny smiled and kissed his chest. "Not a problem." She nuzzled the side of Harry's neck kissing along his jaw. "This is probably the best time to tell you that the reason Lily really wants to go to America."

"And why is that?" he asked not really paying attention.

"It's because Emil is there," she replied.

"Emil...as in Emil Malfoy... as in the grandson of Lucius Malfoy," Harry said aghast looking at his wife.

"Emil Malfoy as in the son of Draco and Hope Malfoy...You remember them. They are some of our best friends."

"Your best friends."

"Harry."

"What? I have come to trust him but they have been dark wizards for..."

"So had Sirius's family... If you recall you taught Emil for a couple years at Hogwarts after the war. You worked with him a couple years ago...helped mentor him for Dumbledore. You were quite impressed with him. You made an effort not to do to him what Snape had done to you...Is this ringing any bells?" Ginny said petting his chest.

"But...but that was just...this is my baby girl!" Harry whined.

"Who is seventeen...same age I was when we got married."

"There was a war. We had a destiny to fulfill."

Gin shook her head, "She's in love. He's a good man. It's why he moved to America. He didn't want to cause problems. It broke Emil's heart but he left hoping that maybe Lils feelings were strong enough to overcome the distance, and separation, let alone your disapproval."

"Why didn't I know about this?" Harry fussed. "Why didn't I know Lily was this serious about some one?"

"You did...you just didn't know who the boy was. Lily always made it sound casual. She also made it sound like there had been a couple of guys. Emil is her pen-pal that you pick on her about."

"Lime...Lime is...Of course... Lime...Emil backwards. I was an investigator for a while there. How thick can I get," Harry huffed.

"Invite him for dinner without Lily. I want to talk man to man with him."

Ginny smirked, "He'll be here on Sunday to meet you properly...as will Chris Wood."

"I've met Chris... He's been seeing Sam for ye... Wait a minute."

Ginny began to roll away. Harry grabbed her round the middle, "Who said you could leave?"

"I did."

"Are you trying to tell me that two guys are coming over to ask for my daughters' hands in marriage..."

"No...Just Chris. Emil just wants you to be okay with Lily and him being together."

Harry rolled his eyes, "Is Draco happy about this?"

Ginny smirked, "Only so far as that he knows it will drive you crazy. It makes him feel a bit better after all the ribbing you gave him over the fact that his golden boy went to the Colonies and is living among muggles."

"Are they going to be living together?" Harry asked.

"No on paper, but we weren't living together your seventh year either." Harry groaned. Gin kissed him gently, "Oh just wait, James is working up the courage to talk to Sarah's father to marry her and Jon is having a great deal of trouble keeping his hands to himself with Finnigan's oldest daughter. I suggest making him a copy of 'the book' because I don't want the twins giving sex ed to all my children. It was bad enough with James. I thought for sure he was going to impregnate that little nit he was dating at the time...Lavender's daughter. Luckily you did manage to point out that he really didn't want to look back at his first time and regret it wasn't with someone he loved."

"How do you know all this?" Harry said with big eyes. "I never told you..."

"Cause I'm the mum," she said cheerfully and kissed his nose slithering out of his arms.

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Ginny came down to the kitchen in her bathrobe followed closely by Harry. There was a note sitting on the counter. Gin quickly scanned the contents and turned bright red. "What is it?" Harry asked. Ginny handed it to him and buried her head on his shoulder. It was Ron's handwriting.

Hey mate,

Just dropped by for lunch like we planned.

But you were...busy...shall we say. Ring the

house when you're done being busy. I guess

I learnt my lesson on entering when no one

answers the bell.

-Ron

PS Next time we have a 'guys' night you must

tell me how you were debouching my little

sister to make her make those noises.

Hermione has certainly never gotten that

excited over anything I've done. We had the

exact same education, so I know you are

holding out on me.

"I will never be able to look Ron in the eye again," Ginny murmured against Harry's neck.

"Don't worry luv. Think of it as helping Hermione out," he responded cockily.

"Oh you are not going to tell my brother anything!" she shouted.

Harry raised an eyebrow, "Like you don't talk to Hermione."

"That's different."

"How?"

"It just is...we're women," Gin said lamely.

Harry smirked, "Now you know Ron and I have been talking since that summer. He just wrote that to tease you."

Ginny thumped down in a chair, "But he heard me..."

"Yeah...and you sound so good," he murmured snuggling up to her.

"This is not funny."

"Fine...fine...I'll charm your panties and you can give them to Hermione so we'll be even."

"EVEN! There is no even... Arghh."

Ginny stuck her head in the fireplace and called her brother, "Ronald Weasley, you answer right now!"

"Hey sis. Aren't you glowing?"

"That's right. I am. I am glowing because my husband gave me the best multiply orgasm of my life! And YOU are ruining it by teasing me. If you wanted a porno of Harry & I, we would have sold you seats or given you a memory cube! Does Hermione know about this voyeuristic side!" Ron looked completely freaked. "Oh for the love of... Ron you're nearly forty. Grow up!" With that she withdrew her head.

Harry was smirking at her, "Best orgasm ever?"

"Top ten," Ginny shrugged.

"You said best," Harry said pulling his wife to him, kissing her neck, and snaking a hand into her robe.

"Oh for...AGAIN!" Ron shouted from the fire. "Now that is a bit exhibitionistic wouldn't you say!"

"Go away Ron," Harry growled. "I'm about to debouch your sister again," he said kissing down her neck before getting on his knees.

"I HATE YOU!" Ron shouted and disappeared.

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Two hours later an owl arrived at Ron's side with a simple message. "Page 85 of the manual after diagram 12."

Ron went to his desk and opened his copy of the old book that Harry and Ron had swiped from the girls as teens. "Diagram 12... Well duh... that's a given. If I didn't do that my wife would have my head followed by my stones. Oral sex is expected... Now onto page 85... Wait...I remember this. That still doesn't look comfortable for a girl. Then again from the noises I heard..." He considered it a moment. "HERMIONE!" he called seductively. "I have a surprise for you!"

The End!

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