Harry and Ron stumbled into the Burrow; their arms full of a large box each. The usual noise rang through the halls and rooms. How could there not be noise? The entire Weasley family was at the Burrow plus Harry and Hermione and as Harry and Ron began the treacherous climb up the stairs with their burdens they got sympathetic looks from Fred, George, and Bill who were watching the newly installed muggle television in the den.
The trek up the stairs was long, and Harry and Ron never thought it would end, but they finally made it and continued their slow, weighted down pace to the room at the end of the hall. Harry was sure that they had charmed the floor or hall or something to make the journey to the room much harder than necessary. The hall just kept going…and going…and…you get the idea.
They reached the door and Ron knocked timidly on it with his foot. There was silence for a few moments before it swung open. Harry and Ron looked at the floor, or the tops of the boxes they were carrying, sheepishly and avoided the eyes that glared at them.
"Took you two long enough. Come on then, bring them in."
The two boys walked in the room and looked around. There wasn't much room for them to put their loads down. Harry cleared his throat nervously, trying not to upset the two occupants of the room that Harry and Ron were "serving".
"Er…where do you want them?"
"Put them on the bed. Start unloading them too."
Ron paled. "Do we have to? I mean, we already saw this stuff get packed up. Do we really have to unload it and look at it again!" His voice was squeaky and high by the time he finished his sentence.
"Yes, you do." The other occupant of the room said scathingly. Harry sighed shakily and set his box down on the bed and Ron did the same with his. Ron glanced at Harry.
"On three mate, 1, 2, 3!" Harry and Ron ripped open the boxes and started unloading the smaller boxes of tampons and sanitary pads that they had been assigned to retrieve. They also pulled out boxes of cramp relieving potion and muscle soothing salves. The boys went through the whole process as quickly as possible while their "jailers" sat contentedly watching their every move with great big smiles on their faces. When the boys finished, they backed up against the wall and away from the offending objects while panting as if they had just run a marathon.
Their two "jailers" stood up and grinned at them.
"What have we learned boys?" asked Hermione as if she were a kindergarten teacher scolding a pair of young boys for fighting over clay.
"Never throw two PMS-ing lesbians into the pond…" Harry said.
"That's right. Because what will happen is…? Ron?" Ginny asked her brother as she slipped her arm around Hermione's waist.
"Because we will be forced to buy, out of our own pockets, a year's supply of feminine products." Ron stated in a monotone voice.
"All right. I think they've learned their lesson, right Hermione?"
"I suppose so, love. You two can go." Harry and Ron needed no further persuading as they bolted from the room as fast as they could. Ginny laughed and rested her head against Hermione's shoulder.
"Think about all the money we'll save this year."
"I'm not thinking about that." Hermione said.
"Then what are you thinking about?"
"I'm thinking about how I'm going to rub that muscle salve on you tonight."
"Good train of thought there, love. But why wait for tonight when you can start now?" That said, Ginny tilted her head up and caught Hermione's lips in a frenzied kiss. The two stumbled onto the two beds they had pushed together as Hermione reached for the muscle salve and Ginny put a silencing charm on the room.
Harry and Ron were very grateful for the silencing charm.
All characters belong to JK Rowling.
I decided to take another stab at this stuff. What do you all think?