A lopsided sign stuck in the ground near the entrance read, THE BURROW. Around the front door lay a jumble of rubber boots and a very rusty cauldron. Several fat brown chickens were pecking their way around the yard. "It's not much," said Ron. "It's wonderful," said Harry happily, thinking of Privet Drive.

After a harsh yet deserved words from Mrs Weasley, Harry and Ron were allowed to relax and have breakfast before they de-gnomed the garden.

Ron managed to make some toasted bread and to go with it he offered Harry a variety of homemade jams that had some puzzling flavour combinations. None of them were something that Harry had ever tried before. He grabbed the one labeled as "Confidence: Tangerine Basil" and he wondered if it actually fostered what it promised. As he was approaching the table, the form of a small, redheaded figure in a long nightdress, crashed into Harry.

Crack

"It's everything alright?" Ron mumbled, concerned that his mum would come and yell to them again.

Harry had dropped the jam. Of course, it spilled everywhere, there was even a bit in the kitchen celling. Automatically, he started cleaning up the mess and looking for the loose glass that was all over the floor.

"I'm s- sorry, I di-didn't see you," she rambled as she reach down to pick up what was left of the jar. "I'm Gi-Ginny, it's nice meeting you."

That's when Harry noticed, that preoccupied with the chaos, he hadn't even looked at who had run into him. He saw a charming, nice-looking girl who was blushing to the point that her skin was the same shade of her hair, a vibrant and fiery red.

He didn't realize he was also turning pink.

"Hi, eh- thanks," he scratched his head, not really knowing what else to say, "It's nice meeting you too," after a split second, he remembered that Ron was on the other room. "Everything it's fine Ron, I just bumped into Ginny and accidentally dropped the jam. We are already cleaning it up."

Standing up at the same time, they bumped their heads and fell down again. Ginny giggled nervously and got up immediately. She offered her hand and helped Harry get up. As soon as she could, she ran out of the kitchen.

Or so she attempted.

Her older brothers, Fred and George, busted into the kitchen and caught the young Weasley in the middle of her flee."Oh hello, g'morning Ginny," Fred greeted her while letting out a small grin, "Why leaving so fast?"

Right behind them came Ron, who gave Harry a sympathetic look, with a sense of what might be going on.

"You have finally and officially met the Harry Potter you have been talking about so much," added George, "Why the rush?"

Ginny's face looked as if it was about to explode. Her eyes met Harry's for an instant and immediately looked down.

Ron was surprisingly still and quiet. He knew how it felt to be teased by the twins in the worst situations.

Harry was uneasy too. He felt as if he needed to intervene.

"Well, I actually last year wondered a lot how Ron's other siblings were like," Harry said offering Ginny a comforting smile, "I would like to get to know all of his family," he met Ron's eyes, as the redhead mouthed "thank you".

"It's okay if you don't want to stay," Harry said directly to Ginny, "However, I won't bite"