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"It's Vegas Baby, Vegas!" Harry shouted as the group found themselves running for the gate to their plane to Las Vegas.

"You really should be more careful when you say things like that," said Ron.

"No kidding," said Hermione, "The first time you said that you and Ginny ended up married. The second, third and fourth time you said that I ended up pregnant."

"How was I supposed to know that?" asked Harry.

"Harry, I've now delivered two sets of twin and one set of quadruplets. I don't think I can take anymore," said Hermione exasperatedly.

"Oh, you know you loved it Hermione," said Ginny with a grin, "Personally, I think you come with us on this trip every year because you like to get pregnant."

"It doesn't hurt that I usually win enough money to feed us for a year," said Ron with a grin.

"Feed you maybe," said Harry with a laugh as they finally arrived at their gate. Harry handed the attendant their four first class tickets and happily boarded the plane but not before he told the attendant, "Just don't forget to have the Champaign ready."

Ginny and Harry had already been married for five years and it was just as good as the first day they were married. Harry finished the Auror academy at the top of his class. He was assigned to the task force that was set up to catch the last few of Voldemort's supporters that were still on the run. Less than six months after he joined they nabbed the last known supporter and he quit. Ginny didn't particularly like his job after he came home some nights with horrible cuts and bruises. The worst nights were when he'd be put into St. Mungos and she'd have to hear about it from the other staff.

Harry now played Quidditch professionally for the Chudley Cannons at Ron's insistence. After all, how could Harry play on any team that would put him against Ron. Ron too had quit his job as an Auror at the same time as Harry. His very pregnant wife made it very clear to him that she didn't want to be raising a baby alone. It was with that in mind that Harry and Ron both walked on at the Cannons' open tryouts and blew away the competition.

Ginny had completed her Healer training and was now fully certified. She loved her job very much. She loved even more that her husband was never in any danger while he was just flying a broom. Not that the death threats and such didn't bother her, but at least with this she felt safer.

Hermione worked from home for the Department of Mysteries. Teaching just wasn't really option once she started having children. As a result, she had more security on her home than Harry did. She stayed at home with her eight children all under the age of four. It was more than a handful but she simply thrived in the environment. And between her and Ron's incomes they never had to worry about money, plus with Godfather Harry and Godmother Ginny there to spoil the children rotten there was never a lack of anything.

Harry and Ginny as a couple were great. They worked minimal hours and when they did work they enjoyed it entirely. Ginny would always travel with the team as the team healer, something Harry used his fame and influence to arrange. As a result they spent their time traveling the world together and taking their relationship to even higher levels. As far as children went, Harry and Ginny weren't ready for that yet. They were still enjoying their time together. Harry would only be twenty-seven this year and Ginny twenty-six.

"Merlin I love first class," said Ron with a giant grin as he sipped at his Mimosa. It had become his tradition now to have a Mimosa every time he went to Vegas.

"You've said that every year for the last five years," said Hermione starting in on one of their usual bickering sessions.

"Happy Birthday," said Harry to his wife with smile as they toasted a glass of Champaign.

"Thank you Harry," said Ginny kissing her husband. It was sometime after that first year of marriage that Harry and Ginny had taken a closer look at their wedding certificate. They had married at five minutes after midnight, one day after her birthday.

Harry then slyly produce a black velvet box from seemingly nowhere, "Present number one."

Ginny grinned and took the box popping open the lid to reveal a beautiful diamond necklace. It was a bit gaudier than she would usually wear but at the same time it was absolutely gorgeous. "I love it, thank you."

Harry smiled at his wife and kissed her again only to stop when he heard the ding signaling that the fasten seatbelt light had gone off. "I think I need to go to the bathroom," he said smiling slyly at his wife.

"Lucky bastard," said Ron, "Every damn time."

"I don't know how those two have the energy for it," said Hermione, "I mean, we have a lot of sex but those two. They're like freaking rabbits."

"They don't have eight babies is how they do it," said Ron, "I love our kids to death but they just suck the energy right out of us. It's no wonder you get pregnant every time we come to Vegas. It's the only time we have enough energy to start going at it like rabbits."

Hermione couldn't help laughing at her husband, "Well, in that case I suppose I need to use the bathroom, care to join me?"

Ron didn't need to be asked twice.

Some time later the group was once again checking into their hotel. As per tradition they were staying at the Bellagio in the penthouse suites. And once more as per tradition they spent their first afternoon breaking in their mattresses.

"Do you think I'm getting fat?" asked Ginny as she looked at herself in the mirror.

Harry hugged her naked form from behind, "No, you're just as beautiful as the day I married, maybe even more beautiful."

Ginny smiled as she rubbed her stomach, "Would you care if I did get fat? Maybe around the belly?"

Harry looked up in surprise at the mirror, "Are you saying?"

"No," said Ginny with a small smile, "But do you think we're ready?"

Harry smiled, "I think we are. I want to have children with you Ginny. Lot's of them."

Ginny smiled and turned to Harry and engaged him fully.

Sometime later the Alarm clock went off.

"Why did you set the alarm?" asked Ginny confused as it was only ten o'clock.

"We have to get going," said Harry, "Hurry up and shower but don't put on any make-up."

"What's going on? Why?"

"It's a surprise," said Harry, "Just do it."

Ginny smiled. Her husband was definitely up to something, that much was certain. She decided to play along for now and did as ordered. "Fine, but would you care to join me in the shower?"

How could Harry refuse an offer like that?

After a quick one in the shower the pair was clean and dressed and downstairs less than an hour later.

"In the limo with you," said Harry ushering his wife into the waiting vehicle.

"You're up to something Mr. Weasley," said Ginny with a grin.

"Of course I am Mrs. Potter," said Harry with a grin to match.

Inside of the limo everything was very nice but the most surprising thing was that you could not see out any of the windows.

"Where are we going?"

"I told you, it's a surprise," said Harry with a brilliant smile at his wife.

Not fifteen minutes later the limo stopped and the door opened.

Harry got out first and then offered his hand to his wife to help her out, not that she needed it. It was then she received a giant shock.

"Remember this place?" asked Harry motioning to the giant chapel.

"Isn't this where we were married?" asked Ginny.

"Indeed it is," said Harry taking a knee, "I never got to ask you this properly so I'm going to ask now. Will you, Genevra Weasley, be my wife?"

Ginny smiled at her overly romantic goof of a husband, "Of course I will."

"Good," said Harry producing another black velvet box opening it to reveal a beautiful diamond engagement ring, "This was my Mother's ring. I want you to have it."

Ginny's eyes watered, "Oh Harry." She then hugged him for all she was worth.

"Now, now," said Harry, "We can't have the bride crying on her wedding day."

Ginny sniffled and wiped the tears that were just starting to form. "I love you Harry."

"And I love you," said Harry with a grin, "Now, we have a wedding to get to." With that Harry ushered her inside the Chapel to be greeted by Hermione and all the Weasley women."

"I take it she said yes?" asked Hermione with a grin.

"Of course she did," said Harry, "Now get a move on and get her ready."

Ginny was stunned. Her entire family was there, in the chapel she'd been married in.

"Your husband is such an amazing man," said Hermione, "I can't believe he went through all of this for you."

"What do you mean?" asked Ginny in disbelief, "What exactly is going on?"

"Harry wanted to give you the wedding you should always have had," said Hermione, "He's flown out every one of our friends and family for this. He's spared no expense on it either."

Ginny was suddenly presented with her wedding gown.

"This should still fit if not a bit snuggly," said Hermione with a grin, "Luckily we have magic to make sure it fits."

"I can't believe he did all this," said Ginny in surprise, "I must have the greatest husband in the world."

"You probably do," said her sister-in-law Fleur with a pout, "I will have to push Bill a bit harder to out do Harry for our next anniversary."

Meanwhile Harry was once again donning his Tuxedo, the same one he bought the night he and Ginny were married, "I do love her."

"You'd better after going through all of this," said Ron.

"I hope you know how bad you're making the rest of us look?" asked Bill with a slight frown. "My wife is going to be on my case non-stop now to out do you on our next anniversary."

"That's just too bad," said Harry with a smile, "It's not my fault I love my wife so much that I would do anything for her."

"Well, at least now we'll never have to hear mum complain about not getting to see you two get married," said Fred.

"Yeah, that was starting to get really annoying," said George.

"Oh, all my babies are married now and I've seen every one of them, well except for Ginny of course," mimicked Fred in his mother's voice.

"And then come the tears," said George.

"Followed by the photo albums," said Charlie.

"Followed by more tears," said Bill.

"Finishing up with mum not talking to any of us for days," said Ron.

"It's a vicious cycle," said Fred.

"And it's all your fault," said George.

"Yes it is," said Harry with a fond smile and bob of his head. He completely missed the anger coming from the boys.

"You're an idiot you know that," said Bill once again.

"If being an idiot means I get to marry my wife all over again than I don't want to be smart," said Harry with a sappy grin.

"Oh well, at least we got a free trip to Vegas out of it," said Fred with a grin.

"Yeah," said Bill, "But that's only good if your wife let's you gamble."

"Can I gamble George?" asked Fred turning to his brother.

"Only if I can," answered George with a matching grin for his brother.

"Don't let Alicia and Katie hear you talking like that," warned Charlie.

"We're not married yet," said Fred and George simultaneously.

"Oh yeah," said Harry, "That reminds me. I did mention that this is a triple wedding right?"

Fred and George both paled while all the other brothers laughed at joke.

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"Oh Harry," said Ginny with a happy sigh for the millionth time that evening.

"I love you too," said Harry knowing full well what she actually meant.

"I don't think you could ever top this anniversary," said Ginny with a happy sated grin.

"We'll have to wait and see now won't we," said Harry kissing his wife happily.

Ginny was only too happy to kiss him back as they moved into the bedroom of their hotel room. It had definitely been a very full evening and it was still quite early with many hours of freedom for them to do so much more.

"So Harry," said Ginny breaking the kiss, "Do you mind if we don't . . ."

"Don't what?" asked Harry very confused as he broke from his wife.

Ginny smiled at him, "Oh don't you worry about that. We'll definitely be doing lots of that. I was more going to ask if you would mind if we don't use the spells tonight?"

"You mean the protection spells?" asked Harry with a bright hopeful smile.

Ginny nodded nervously.

"We'll never use them again if that is what you want," said Harry engaging his wife with renewed passion and energy.

Hours upon hours later the pair rested their exhausted and thoroughly pleased bodies enjoying the comfort they felt only when together.

"So I guess we should start looking for a house," said Harry as he absently drew circles on her skin with his finger.

"What's wrong with our flat?" asked Ginny with a slight yawn.

"I don't think is going to be big enough," said Harry with a grin.

"Harry, we have a six bedroom flat," said Ginny looking up at her husband to meet his eyes, "I think we can have a few kids there safely."

"But it's only six rooms," said Harry, "I think we need at least ten rooms. That will give us at least one or two guest rooms."

"Harry," said Ginny with a rueful grin, "Do you have any idea what that will do to my hips? To my figure? If you expect me to give you eight or nine children you'd better be prepared to magically have your sex changed so you can have the last four yourself."

Harry chuckled lightly at Ginny's humor, "Oh, but I think you'd be perfect after eight kids. You're always complaining about how I'm too big sometimes anyway."

Ginny smacked his chest playfully, "Now I've never said any such thing."

"But from the way you moan during and watching you try to walk afterwards makes it kind of obvious," said Harry with his own playful grin.

"That's . . . you're . . . I can't . . .Grrrr!"

Harry smiled at his victory and kissed his wife before turning a bit serious, "We can have as many or as few as you want. You know I want a big family. You've always known. I know we've got an extremely large family as it is with all of your brothers, sisters-in-law, nieces and nephews but I really want a large family of our own."

Ginny smiled at her husband. He was as sincere in his desire as possible and he didn't hide that from her, he never did. "Why don't we start with just one and see how it goes from there?"

"I can live with that," said Harry kissing his wife with all the love he possessed starting another round of love making.

BREAK

"Ginny," called Harry as he entered their London flat. He was just returning home from Quidditch practice.

Ginny appeared from nowhere tackling Harry to the ground kissing him for all she could.

"I'm happy to see you too," said Harry after Ginny finally broke the kiss.

Ginny was smiling from ear to ear as she looked into Harry's eyes.

"Something good happen today?" asked Harry not looking away from his wife.

"I went to see my healer today," said Ginny with a slight waggle of her eyebrows.

"Oh, and what did she say?" asked Harry with a great deal of anticipation held in check.

"Well, in a little less than nine months we'll be hearing the pitter-patter of little feet," said Ginny with a brilliant smile.

"Really?" asked Harry excitedly.

Ginny nodded with her own smile.

Harry kissed her and if possible he never would have stopped. And to think, all of this from One Night in Vegas.

FIN