Fred gave a loud snort in his sleep, and slung his arm around, hitting Lee's chest. Lee carefully picked up Fred's thumb, and tossed the arm back on the proper bed.
"There are plenty of people in this world who could get away with that, but they are all much prettier than you, not to mention female."
Lee Jordan lay on a cot between Fred and George, in their room at the burrow. Though the twins had been asleep for hours, Lee had been lying awake agonizing over the last conversation he'd had with his parents.
Lee glanced over at Fred, who was now snoring like a fat old man, "If only I had a joke shop to open- if only I had any sort of plan."
Lee took a deep breath and smothered his face in his pillow.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Ginny Weasley had been lying awake for hours, tossing and turning, discussing all her problems with the darkness of her room.
"Why did I have to be so stupid? Why did I have to act so very childish?" she ran her fingers through the long curly hair, splashed about her pillow.
"Maybe because I was a child; I was only 10 years old after all. All 10 year olds are stupid when it comes to boys. Especially famous boys!" she heaved an exasperated sigh and rolled over.
"I am fifteen years old now. I can handle this. I am so much more mature than I was before the summer. I'm sure Harry will notice," Ginny smiled, but only for a split second.
'Harry has never noticed me before- why should I think that he would notice me now? I need to learn to accept that I will always be Ron's little sister and nothing more. I should try to be his friend- if I can't have something more, I should at least be friends with him. Of course- the relationship that lasts always begins with a friendship!'
"Ginny, you're being stupid!" she kicked off the covers, and headed towards the kitchen. She had done a terrible job of consoling herself.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
George rolled over, mumbling something about Percy, and kicked Lee, hard, in the shin.
"AH!" Lee reached down to massage his leg, "You know, you two may be feeling sorry for yourselves, having to work at the ministry. But at least, you have something to look forward to, and a family that supports you even when they don't necessarily agree with you. You really don't know how lucky you are."
He wiggled out of his tight spot between the twins, and headed towards the kitchen for a snack.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Ginny climbed onto the counter, after setting a kettle to boil, to find her Grandmum's special recipe hot cocoa mix. That was the one thing that could set it all right in her life- her Grandmum's hot cocoa. She could remember being a small child and sitting in the kitchen with her Grandmother, whining about how her brother's were teasing her, or wouldn't let her practice flying or quidditch with them. Her Grandmum had always known what to say, and had always made her that delicious hot cocoa, which could make any day seem a thousand times better.
~
Lee had walked into the kitchen just in time to see Ginny climb onto the counter, 'Man, she has beautiful legs.'
Lee quickly stepped out of the room, 'That is not something I'm allowed to think about my best friends' little sister. This is not just one of those younger girls at school- this is GINNY WEASLEY. I can't look at her like that!'
Lee stepped back into the room, and cleared his throat.
~
Ginny found a large black container in the back of the cupboard, which looked suspiciously like cocoa. 'Chopped Pickled Kneaze Tail' the label read. Ginny dropped it, and began rubbing her hands together.
Ginny wrinkled her nose, glancing from the jar to her hands, until a grunt from behind her shocked her into nearly falling off the counter.
She caught her balance, and turned around to find Lee Jordan standing there.
"Lee!" Ginny exclaimed, "I'm sorry- I didn't realize that I wasn't alone."
"That's alright," Lee's eyes shifted down her body, before quickly glancing away, "I... I didn't mean to startle you. I couldn't sleep..." he trailed off.
"Yeah, me too," said Ginny, realizing for the first time, how sparse her shorts and tank really were, "There's a tin of cocoa mix back here somewhere, if you want to look for it, or Mum keeps the tea in the cupboard over there, if you'd like some of that. I'm just going to find my bath robe, I'm suddenly a bit chilly." Ginny scooted out of the room, tugging at the back of her shorts, which had been short, before she had outgrown them about 2 years earlier.
~
Lee forced himself to not watch Ginny walk out of the room. 'Thank God! She's going to get her robe- I cannot be looking at her like that!'
Lee began to rummage through Mrs. Weasley's cupboard, carefully, looking for a tin that looked like it might hold cocoa mix.
'I've just got to remind myself of what she used to look like. I've got to keep it in my mind that she's just LITTLE Ginny Weasley- Fred and George's LITTLE sister. Nothing more, just my friend's kid sister.' Lee was nodding and grunting in agreement with himself.
~
Ginny, upon reaching her room, had begun going through the contents in her armoir, searching for the bathrobe she hadn't worn since the day she'd received it.
'Lee's never looked at me like that before,' Ginny thought as she went through a pile of old muggle clothes, 'I wonder where that came from. I guess I really have changed over the summer.' She grinned, 'Maybe Harry will notice!'
She gave up on the bathrobe, and grabbed one of Charlie's old Irish Quidditch sweatshirts, and returned to the kitchen, repositioning her shorts so that they sat on her hips, adding a good two inches to the length.
"Have you found the cocoa yet?" Ginny asked upon arriving in the kitchen.
Lee turned around, looking completely defeated, 'Damn it, Ginny!' he thought, 'THAT is not a bathrobe! THAT does not help at all! I can still see half of your body!'
"Um... no" was his reluctant reply.
"I think maybe it's over here, with the Christmas mugs- that's when Mum usually serves it," Ginny had stuck her head into another cupboard.
"So, umm, what's keeping you up tonight?" Lee asked, trying hard not to stare at her, as she climbed atop another counter.
'The fact that Harry is going to be coming to stay tomorrow, meaning I have to spend an entire month with him, before I can escape in the chaos that engulfs Hogwarts, and the Gryffindor common room.' Ginny thought.
Her head reappeared as she produced the tin of cocoa mix, and replied, "Oh, nothing, I guess it's just one of those nights."
"Yeah, I guess I'm just not used to sleeping here. That's all," Lee mumbled.
"Now, that I don't believe!" Ginny handed him the mugs she had retrieved from the cabinet, "You've slept here loads of times! I've never heard of you having a problem with it before."
Lee looked down as Ginny filled the mugs with steaming water, "Well, I guess I'm just a little distracted, that's all," he handed her one of the mugs, which was now self stirring the cocoa, "Post-graduation stress... you know."
"Well, no I really don't know. I've never graduated before." Ginny produced cookies from the cupboard above the sink, and sat down at the kitchen table, beckoning for him to do the same, "Are you worried about your job or something?"
"Well, yeah I guess." He sighed, "It's just weird, you know. I've spent the last seven years of my life with the same people, and now we're spreading out all over the place."
It was a shallow explanation, and he knew it. 'I've spent the last seven years of my life having all the decisions made for me. Now, for the first time, I get to make my own decisions, and I can't seem to find one I'm ready to make,' he thought gloomily.
"Lee! That is so silly! You'll get along fine at your new job; I'm sure you'll make new friends. Plus! Fred and George will be working at the ministry too- I'm sure you can meet for lunch sometimes- it won't be a big deal," Ginny was studying Lee's face- something just didn't ring true about that answer.
"I know. You're right." Lee answered.
'I can meet Fred and George for lunch anytime, it won't matter where I'm working. I just don't want to work at a job I'll hate,' he thought, as she studied him.
"Are you sure that's what's bothering you? It doesn't seem like something that would bother you- I've never known you to be afraid of people."
"Yeah. It's not a big deal- I've got all summer to get used to the idea," Lee sighed and gulped down the rest of his cocoa, "thanks Ginny, I appreciate the company. I am fealing a bit drowsy though."
"Any time, Lee. Sleep well."
~
Lee turned, as he was leaving the room, with one last glance at Ginny. 'She really is beautiful,' he sighed.
'If only I could tell her what was bothering me. She's so sweet; she'd probably be happy to listen. She's grown up so much since the last time I talked to her- of course, it's not as if I've ever taken a lot of time to try to talk to her.'
He turned once more, before climbing the stairs, almost ready to go back and talk to her again, but thought better of it.
'I don't know why I wanted to open up to her so badly, she wouldn't understand. Her father, and three of her brother's work for the ministry- how could she understand my feelings about working there?'
Lee sighed as he climbed in between the twins once more, 'It doesn't matter. It's not like she could do anything about it- I've got no choice.'
~
'That was strange,' thought Ginny, as she got up to put the cocoa away. 'Something is really bothering him. Something that he didn't want to tell me about.'
'I'm sure he'll work it out,' she decided as she flipped off the light, and headed upstairs.
Ginny's mind flooded with worry once again, as she climbed back into bed, 'Harry's coming tomorrow. How am I going to spend the next two weeks with him? It's so embarrassing to think of how terribly stupid I used to act around him!'
Ginny sat up and fluffed her pillow defiantly, 'I've dealt with this for 6 years now, not always in the best of ways, but I've dealt- another two weeks is not going to kill me! I've matured so much this summer. I'm sure I'll be able to handle the situation more elegantly now! It is not going to be a problem!'
She flopped her head back on the pillow, and closed her eyes, willing herself to sleep.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Ginny?" there was a soft knocking on the door, "Ginny dear?" Mrs. Weasley poked her head in, "Ginny we're going to get Harry now. Would you like to come?"
"No Mum, thanks," Ginny replied quietly from underneath the covers.
"Well, alright dear. We'll be back in about two hours, you should be up and dressed by then! Be sure to make your bed, and set out the cot, in case Hermione turns up today. I think the last owl she sent Ron said her parents would be bringing her today, or maybe it was sometime next week," Mrs. Weasley waved off the thought, "Anyhow, you should be ready for her."
"Alright Mum, I'll be sure to get the cot out." Ginny mumbled, just wishing her mother would leave.
"Well, we're off then. Ron is coming with us, and Percy's gone off to work, but the twins and Lee are still around."
"OK Mum."
"Bye then, sweet heart," Mrs. Weasley closed the door, and Ginny rolled over.
"I don't want this day to begin," Ginny groaned, as she fell asleep again.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
(an hour later)
Ginny leapt out of bed as she heard a door slam across the hall. "They're back!"
Ginny began frantically rummaging through the piles of robes on her floor, 'I cannot believe that I overslept like that. Not only is Mum going to kill me, but Ron and Harry'll be in here any second now, and I'm not dressed!'
She gave up on the robes, "Muggle clothes will do for today," she sighed as she picked up an old t-shirt and pair of shorts, "I hope we aren't going anywhere."
There was a harsh knocking on her door, "Hang on please!" she called, as she tried to pull on her clothes.
"Ginny?" Fred's voice called from the hall, "Are you up? Mum left us some breakfast downstairs, there's still some bacon and toast left if you want it."
Ginny opened the door, "What time is it?"
"Around 10, I think,"
"Are Mum and Dad back yet?"
" Um, no I don't think so,"
"Oh!" relief spread through her mind, "There's bacon downstairs?" she pushed passed her brother and bounced down the stairs.
'Good stuff! I have another Harry-free hour! And I can set out that cot like Mum asked, I certainly hope Hermione comes today!' Ginny thought cheerily as she entered the kitchen, "Good morning all!"
Lee and George, sitting bleary eyed at the table, munching on some toast, mumbled some incoherent good morning, but Ginny paid no mind.
"What are you all going to do today?" She asked biting into a strip of bacon, "Are you going to go flying or anything?"
"Maybe," mumbled George.
"I dunno," replied Lee.
"Shower's free," exclaimed Fred upon entering the room, as George exited.
"Good morning, dear sister. Are we hungry?" Fred poked her tummy, as she picked up another two strips of bacon.
"Uh," Ginny glanced down at her hands, 'I do like to eat when I'm anxious, don't I?'
"I didn't sleep very well last night. That always makes me hungry," she picked up a piece of toast and sat down at the table.
"Did you ever get to sleep last night?" Lee asked, laying his head down on the table.
"Yeah, that cocoa always helps," Ginny gave him an inquisitive look, "Are you OK?"
"Uh," came an indistinct grunt from Lee.
Ginny glanced over at Fred, who raised his eyebrows, "Lee had a rather late night, last night. What can YOU tell me about that Ginny?"
"I couldn't sleep either; we ended up in the kitchen looking for a snack at the same time."
"A snack, huh?" Fred grinned at her.
"Oh, shut up, Fred!" Ginny grabbed another piece of toast, and headed upstairs.
Ginny stopped at the bathroom door, on the way to her room. "George! Hurry up- I need in there too!"
An echoed rumble sounded in the bathroom, and Ginny suspected he'd told her to bug off.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Another slamming door awoke Ginny with a start. She'd fallen asleep sorting the laundry on her floor.
"Oh Gosh!" she checked her watch, and then her reflection in her vanity mirror, "They shouldn't be back quite yet, but I need to hurry. I've got to get that cot out like Mum asked, and I really need to get a shower!"
Ginny was bustling about her room throwing the litter of her floor into corners, in order to make room for Hermione.
Before she had a chance to get too tangled up with the cot, she heard the bathroom door slam again, and dropped the cot, running into the hall.
"Fred!" she screamed banging on the door. "Come on! I need to take a shower!"
"Hold on one second please."
"Stop screwing around. Mum told me to be dressed when they got back with Harry! I've got to take a shower!"
"Well then you'd better hurry," Harry popped his head our of the door with a grin, "You're running a little behind."
"Uh," Ginny grunted, "Harry!"
"Hey there Gin! How has your summer been?"
"I'm sorry Harry! I thought you were one of my brothers."
Harry stepped out of the bathroom, his hair dripping wet, wearing nothing but a towel, a pile of muggle clothes under his arm.
Ginny goggled.
"It's ok- I kind of like being one of your brothers!" Harry said brightly, and playfully punched her arm, as he walked away.
Her eyes followed him down the hall, noticing the glistening water drops on the rippling muscles in his back and shoulders, and his obviously perfect butt, barely a piece of linen covering it, before she could make out what he had just said.
A brother? "Figures," she mumbled.
"What?" Harry turned around.
Ginny smiled sweetly at him, "I'm sorry were you saying something?"
"Oh... no," Harry looked confused, "I thought you said something. Never mind."
Ginny closed the bathroom door, "boys!"
She blushed suddenly. 'Harry in a towel; today is a good day."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Sorry- I had to torment Ginny a bit there at the end. It was fun though! Don't worry- there will be much more Harry and Ginny to come, plus Ron and Hermione. AND we will find out what is up with Lee.
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"There are plenty of people in this world who could get away with that, but they are all much prettier than you, not to mention female."
Lee Jordan lay on a cot between Fred and George, in their room at the burrow. Though the twins had been asleep for hours, Lee had been lying awake agonizing over the last conversation he'd had with his parents.
Lee glanced over at Fred, who was now snoring like a fat old man, "If only I had a joke shop to open- if only I had any sort of plan."
Lee took a deep breath and smothered his face in his pillow.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Ginny Weasley had been lying awake for hours, tossing and turning, discussing all her problems with the darkness of her room.
"Why did I have to be so stupid? Why did I have to act so very childish?" she ran her fingers through the long curly hair, splashed about her pillow.
"Maybe because I was a child; I was only 10 years old after all. All 10 year olds are stupid when it comes to boys. Especially famous boys!" she heaved an exasperated sigh and rolled over.
"I am fifteen years old now. I can handle this. I am so much more mature than I was before the summer. I'm sure Harry will notice," Ginny smiled, but only for a split second.
'Harry has never noticed me before- why should I think that he would notice me now? I need to learn to accept that I will always be Ron's little sister and nothing more. I should try to be his friend- if I can't have something more, I should at least be friends with him. Of course- the relationship that lasts always begins with a friendship!'
"Ginny, you're being stupid!" she kicked off the covers, and headed towards the kitchen. She had done a terrible job of consoling herself.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
George rolled over, mumbling something about Percy, and kicked Lee, hard, in the shin.
"AH!" Lee reached down to massage his leg, "You know, you two may be feeling sorry for yourselves, having to work at the ministry. But at least, you have something to look forward to, and a family that supports you even when they don't necessarily agree with you. You really don't know how lucky you are."
He wiggled out of his tight spot between the twins, and headed towards the kitchen for a snack.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Ginny climbed onto the counter, after setting a kettle to boil, to find her Grandmum's special recipe hot cocoa mix. That was the one thing that could set it all right in her life- her Grandmum's hot cocoa. She could remember being a small child and sitting in the kitchen with her Grandmother, whining about how her brother's were teasing her, or wouldn't let her practice flying or quidditch with them. Her Grandmum had always known what to say, and had always made her that delicious hot cocoa, which could make any day seem a thousand times better.
~
Lee had walked into the kitchen just in time to see Ginny climb onto the counter, 'Man, she has beautiful legs.'
Lee quickly stepped out of the room, 'That is not something I'm allowed to think about my best friends' little sister. This is not just one of those younger girls at school- this is GINNY WEASLEY. I can't look at her like that!'
Lee stepped back into the room, and cleared his throat.
~
Ginny found a large black container in the back of the cupboard, which looked suspiciously like cocoa. 'Chopped Pickled Kneaze Tail' the label read. Ginny dropped it, and began rubbing her hands together.
Ginny wrinkled her nose, glancing from the jar to her hands, until a grunt from behind her shocked her into nearly falling off the counter.
She caught her balance, and turned around to find Lee Jordan standing there.
"Lee!" Ginny exclaimed, "I'm sorry- I didn't realize that I wasn't alone."
"That's alright," Lee's eyes shifted down her body, before quickly glancing away, "I... I didn't mean to startle you. I couldn't sleep..." he trailed off.
"Yeah, me too," said Ginny, realizing for the first time, how sparse her shorts and tank really were, "There's a tin of cocoa mix back here somewhere, if you want to look for it, or Mum keeps the tea in the cupboard over there, if you'd like some of that. I'm just going to find my bath robe, I'm suddenly a bit chilly." Ginny scooted out of the room, tugging at the back of her shorts, which had been short, before she had outgrown them about 2 years earlier.
~
Lee forced himself to not watch Ginny walk out of the room. 'Thank God! She's going to get her robe- I cannot be looking at her like that!'
Lee began to rummage through Mrs. Weasley's cupboard, carefully, looking for a tin that looked like it might hold cocoa mix.
'I've just got to remind myself of what she used to look like. I've got to keep it in my mind that she's just LITTLE Ginny Weasley- Fred and George's LITTLE sister. Nothing more, just my friend's kid sister.' Lee was nodding and grunting in agreement with himself.
~
Ginny, upon reaching her room, had begun going through the contents in her armoir, searching for the bathrobe she hadn't worn since the day she'd received it.
'Lee's never looked at me like that before,' Ginny thought as she went through a pile of old muggle clothes, 'I wonder where that came from. I guess I really have changed over the summer.' She grinned, 'Maybe Harry will notice!'
She gave up on the bathrobe, and grabbed one of Charlie's old Irish Quidditch sweatshirts, and returned to the kitchen, repositioning her shorts so that they sat on her hips, adding a good two inches to the length.
"Have you found the cocoa yet?" Ginny asked upon arriving in the kitchen.
Lee turned around, looking completely defeated, 'Damn it, Ginny!' he thought, 'THAT is not a bathrobe! THAT does not help at all! I can still see half of your body!'
"Um... no" was his reluctant reply.
"I think maybe it's over here, with the Christmas mugs- that's when Mum usually serves it," Ginny had stuck her head into another cupboard.
"So, umm, what's keeping you up tonight?" Lee asked, trying hard not to stare at her, as she climbed atop another counter.
'The fact that Harry is going to be coming to stay tomorrow, meaning I have to spend an entire month with him, before I can escape in the chaos that engulfs Hogwarts, and the Gryffindor common room.' Ginny thought.
Her head reappeared as she produced the tin of cocoa mix, and replied, "Oh, nothing, I guess it's just one of those nights."
"Yeah, I guess I'm just not used to sleeping here. That's all," Lee mumbled.
"Now, that I don't believe!" Ginny handed him the mugs she had retrieved from the cabinet, "You've slept here loads of times! I've never heard of you having a problem with it before."
Lee looked down as Ginny filled the mugs with steaming water, "Well, I guess I'm just a little distracted, that's all," he handed her one of the mugs, which was now self stirring the cocoa, "Post-graduation stress... you know."
"Well, no I really don't know. I've never graduated before." Ginny produced cookies from the cupboard above the sink, and sat down at the kitchen table, beckoning for him to do the same, "Are you worried about your job or something?"
"Well, yeah I guess." He sighed, "It's just weird, you know. I've spent the last seven years of my life with the same people, and now we're spreading out all over the place."
It was a shallow explanation, and he knew it. 'I've spent the last seven years of my life having all the decisions made for me. Now, for the first time, I get to make my own decisions, and I can't seem to find one I'm ready to make,' he thought gloomily.
"Lee! That is so silly! You'll get along fine at your new job; I'm sure you'll make new friends. Plus! Fred and George will be working at the ministry too- I'm sure you can meet for lunch sometimes- it won't be a big deal," Ginny was studying Lee's face- something just didn't ring true about that answer.
"I know. You're right." Lee answered.
'I can meet Fred and George for lunch anytime, it won't matter where I'm working. I just don't want to work at a job I'll hate,' he thought, as she studied him.
"Are you sure that's what's bothering you? It doesn't seem like something that would bother you- I've never known you to be afraid of people."
"Yeah. It's not a big deal- I've got all summer to get used to the idea," Lee sighed and gulped down the rest of his cocoa, "thanks Ginny, I appreciate the company. I am fealing a bit drowsy though."
"Any time, Lee. Sleep well."
~
Lee turned, as he was leaving the room, with one last glance at Ginny. 'She really is beautiful,' he sighed.
'If only I could tell her what was bothering me. She's so sweet; she'd probably be happy to listen. She's grown up so much since the last time I talked to her- of course, it's not as if I've ever taken a lot of time to try to talk to her.'
He turned once more, before climbing the stairs, almost ready to go back and talk to her again, but thought better of it.
'I don't know why I wanted to open up to her so badly, she wouldn't understand. Her father, and three of her brother's work for the ministry- how could she understand my feelings about working there?'
Lee sighed as he climbed in between the twins once more, 'It doesn't matter. It's not like she could do anything about it- I've got no choice.'
~
'That was strange,' thought Ginny, as she got up to put the cocoa away. 'Something is really bothering him. Something that he didn't want to tell me about.'
'I'm sure he'll work it out,' she decided as she flipped off the light, and headed upstairs.
Ginny's mind flooded with worry once again, as she climbed back into bed, 'Harry's coming tomorrow. How am I going to spend the next two weeks with him? It's so embarrassing to think of how terribly stupid I used to act around him!'
Ginny sat up and fluffed her pillow defiantly, 'I've dealt with this for 6 years now, not always in the best of ways, but I've dealt- another two weeks is not going to kill me! I've matured so much this summer. I'm sure I'll be able to handle the situation more elegantly now! It is not going to be a problem!'
She flopped her head back on the pillow, and closed her eyes, willing herself to sleep.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Ginny?" there was a soft knocking on the door, "Ginny dear?" Mrs. Weasley poked her head in, "Ginny we're going to get Harry now. Would you like to come?"
"No Mum, thanks," Ginny replied quietly from underneath the covers.
"Well, alright dear. We'll be back in about two hours, you should be up and dressed by then! Be sure to make your bed, and set out the cot, in case Hermione turns up today. I think the last owl she sent Ron said her parents would be bringing her today, or maybe it was sometime next week," Mrs. Weasley waved off the thought, "Anyhow, you should be ready for her."
"Alright Mum, I'll be sure to get the cot out." Ginny mumbled, just wishing her mother would leave.
"Well, we're off then. Ron is coming with us, and Percy's gone off to work, but the twins and Lee are still around."
"OK Mum."
"Bye then, sweet heart," Mrs. Weasley closed the door, and Ginny rolled over.
"I don't want this day to begin," Ginny groaned, as she fell asleep again.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
(an hour later)
Ginny leapt out of bed as she heard a door slam across the hall. "They're back!"
Ginny began frantically rummaging through the piles of robes on her floor, 'I cannot believe that I overslept like that. Not only is Mum going to kill me, but Ron and Harry'll be in here any second now, and I'm not dressed!'
She gave up on the robes, "Muggle clothes will do for today," she sighed as she picked up an old t-shirt and pair of shorts, "I hope we aren't going anywhere."
There was a harsh knocking on her door, "Hang on please!" she called, as she tried to pull on her clothes.
"Ginny?" Fred's voice called from the hall, "Are you up? Mum left us some breakfast downstairs, there's still some bacon and toast left if you want it."
Ginny opened the door, "What time is it?"
"Around 10, I think,"
"Are Mum and Dad back yet?"
" Um, no I don't think so,"
"Oh!" relief spread through her mind, "There's bacon downstairs?" she pushed passed her brother and bounced down the stairs.
'Good stuff! I have another Harry-free hour! And I can set out that cot like Mum asked, I certainly hope Hermione comes today!' Ginny thought cheerily as she entered the kitchen, "Good morning all!"
Lee and George, sitting bleary eyed at the table, munching on some toast, mumbled some incoherent good morning, but Ginny paid no mind.
"What are you all going to do today?" She asked biting into a strip of bacon, "Are you going to go flying or anything?"
"Maybe," mumbled George.
"I dunno," replied Lee.
"Shower's free," exclaimed Fred upon entering the room, as George exited.
"Good morning, dear sister. Are we hungry?" Fred poked her tummy, as she picked up another two strips of bacon.
"Uh," Ginny glanced down at her hands, 'I do like to eat when I'm anxious, don't I?'
"I didn't sleep very well last night. That always makes me hungry," she picked up a piece of toast and sat down at the table.
"Did you ever get to sleep last night?" Lee asked, laying his head down on the table.
"Yeah, that cocoa always helps," Ginny gave him an inquisitive look, "Are you OK?"
"Uh," came an indistinct grunt from Lee.
Ginny glanced over at Fred, who raised his eyebrows, "Lee had a rather late night, last night. What can YOU tell me about that Ginny?"
"I couldn't sleep either; we ended up in the kitchen looking for a snack at the same time."
"A snack, huh?" Fred grinned at her.
"Oh, shut up, Fred!" Ginny grabbed another piece of toast, and headed upstairs.
Ginny stopped at the bathroom door, on the way to her room. "George! Hurry up- I need in there too!"
An echoed rumble sounded in the bathroom, and Ginny suspected he'd told her to bug off.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Another slamming door awoke Ginny with a start. She'd fallen asleep sorting the laundry on her floor.
"Oh Gosh!" she checked her watch, and then her reflection in her vanity mirror, "They shouldn't be back quite yet, but I need to hurry. I've got to get that cot out like Mum asked, and I really need to get a shower!"
Ginny was bustling about her room throwing the litter of her floor into corners, in order to make room for Hermione.
Before she had a chance to get too tangled up with the cot, she heard the bathroom door slam again, and dropped the cot, running into the hall.
"Fred!" she screamed banging on the door. "Come on! I need to take a shower!"
"Hold on one second please."
"Stop screwing around. Mum told me to be dressed when they got back with Harry! I've got to take a shower!"
"Well then you'd better hurry," Harry popped his head our of the door with a grin, "You're running a little behind."
"Uh," Ginny grunted, "Harry!"
"Hey there Gin! How has your summer been?"
"I'm sorry Harry! I thought you were one of my brothers."
Harry stepped out of the bathroom, his hair dripping wet, wearing nothing but a towel, a pile of muggle clothes under his arm.
Ginny goggled.
"It's ok- I kind of like being one of your brothers!" Harry said brightly, and playfully punched her arm, as he walked away.
Her eyes followed him down the hall, noticing the glistening water drops on the rippling muscles in his back and shoulders, and his obviously perfect butt, barely a piece of linen covering it, before she could make out what he had just said.
A brother? "Figures," she mumbled.
"What?" Harry turned around.
Ginny smiled sweetly at him, "I'm sorry were you saying something?"
"Oh... no," Harry looked confused, "I thought you said something. Never mind."
Ginny closed the bathroom door, "boys!"
She blushed suddenly. 'Harry in a towel; today is a good day."
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Sorry- I had to torment Ginny a bit there at the end. It was fun though! Don't worry- there will be much more Harry and Ginny to come, plus Ron and Hermione. AND we will find out what is up with Lee.
Did ya like it? Cause if you did, I expect you to review. (since gravelling doesn't work for other people- I'm going to try a more direct approach) If you want to flame- go ahead, as long as you really have something to say, and it's coherent enough that it will help me.
Disclaimer: None of these people are mine! NONE of them. Ms. Joann Kathleen Rowling came up with each of the characters, and the world they live in. She is the genius- not me.