A/N: HI everyone. Yes I plan on continuing Désir D'Âme, I have been in the process of communicating with a new Beta, Yeah! And actually finishing the third chapter. Yesterday I wrote more then half of it only to have the power go off and to loose all my work. I am feeling mightily discouraged be this, although not too much because it really wasn't flowing how I wanted it too. A slight case of writers block when it comes to this story but it will end, it always does.

While you're waiting I couldn't resist the urge to start this idea that has been swimming in my head for quiet some time.

The idea is this: Harry Ron and Hermione after defeating the Dark Lord go back to school to actually complete their seventh year. This is going to be very light hearted compared to my other stories and fairly easy to update because it's very much a romantic comedy without a whole lot of meat. Oh And I've taken some liberty with events in DH. Fred is not dead because I really needed him for this story, and it should have been Percy. Kidding…barely.

Prologue

Letters

To Hermione Jane Granger at 623 Maywood avenue London.

Hermione,

Mum has officiously just about lost it. Although it is a good four weeks until term begins she is insisting I invite you to spend the rest of summer here. Not that I mind, it's more that I'm afraid you are in for an ordeal. She's still caught between mad at us all for leaving and nearly dieing, and being so bloody proud of us she shows us off to her friends like we did something grand.

So if you would like to spend about a month listening to her gush about, "how I always knew you were meant for great things" or crying about Percy. You would think it was some great loss to the world the way she carries on.

Harry's still here as you know, it's been a good summer and that Dudley cousin of his stopped by once. He's kind of funny that one, don't know what to make of it.

Well let me know.

Ron.

To Ronald Weasley the most insensitive git that was ever born. Whom does not deserve a family the way he carries on. At the Burrow the attic bedroom.

Dear Ronald.

Yes I would love to come. If only to spare your mum your brutish condolences. She lost a child for heavens sake! No matter Percy's actions in the past he did make up for it, even saved Fred's life giving up his own. So if helping your mum in her time of grief is an Ordeal for you, then I am ashamed of you.

What time should I arrive, how is Harry doing? Has he talked about remus much, or what he saw in Snape's memory?

Sincerely Hermione.

To Hermione Granger 623 Maywood avenue London.

Hermione you have got to get here quick. I don't know if Ron's actually invited you yet. Mum's been on his case about it but knowing him it could be ages before he get around to it. Consider yourself invited. I thought having Harry live with us would be alright, I mean it's not like he hasn't stayed over here before.

You have no idea how strange it has been this summer to pound on the door and shout "GET OUT ALREADY. ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD STANDING IN FRONT OF THAT MIRROR WON'T MAKE YOU ANY BETTER LOOKING."

Expecting it to be one of my lummox excuse for an older brother, only to have the door swing open and have it be Harry. I about died Hermione. Not having another girl here is trying my sanity. Between arguments over quidditch teams and backyard games, drinking themselves to excess and thinking it's funny, talk about girls behind my back as if I don't have ears I am going to hex every last male under thirty in my household.

Waiting not so patiently yours.

Ginny.

To Hermione Granger 623 Maywood avenue London.

Hermione, are you coming or not?

Harry.

To Harry James Potter The Burrow.

Hi, how are you? Haven't heard from you in ages. I'm doing wonderful thank you so much for asking. I'm thinking of not coming actually if that's the kind of greeting I can expect.

Hermione.

To Hermione Granger , the best girl a bloke could have for a best friend. Whom is understanding even when he proves to be less then gracious. (is that enough of an apology? Because talking like that is kind of making me ill.) At 623 Maywood avenue London.

Hello Hermione.

It has been a long time, and each moment has been hard for me not seeing you every day. How are you? Please just get here before I waste away without you. Ok that's too much, the point is I'm sorry. About the last letter, I didn't mean to be crass, but I was in a rush and on my way out and kind of frustrated. Ginny thinks i'm ugly. When did this happen? Is it because I broke up with her. I tried to explain why I did it, why are women so complicated?

Harry.

In a note scribbled on a piece of parchment.

What has Ginny done now?

What do you mean?

You're glaring at her.

Am not.

Are too.

Just ask her.

What?

If she fancy's a Shag.

I'd like to but I think she'd refuse.

We don't think so.

To Hermione Granger 623 Maywood avenue London.

Why did I ever like him? Why are my brothers such cavemen? Why me Hermione! You should have seen the spectacle they made of themselves at dinner last night. Dad took us out at this neat restaurant and the twins kept passing notes to each other under the table. As if they were still in training knickers. Then Ron got a hold of one and I guess it said something about him cause he started jumping down Harry's throat and of course the twins thought the whole debacle was a hoot. Honestly why can't men just behave themselves. It would be really nice if another girl…say you just for kicks…would come save me.

Not even pretending patience anymore.

Ginny.

To my ex best friend, Harry Potter on the couch at the burrow.

Dear Harry,

When you feel like you can keep your gutter thoughts away from my sister you can come upstairs again.

Ron

To the worlds biggest hypocrite Ron Weasley in the attic bedroom at the burrow.

Dear Ron,

It will happen as soon as you can stop thinking the same about Hermione.

Harry.

To my ex best friend, Harry Potter on the couch at the burrow.

Guess you'll be staying on the couch then.

Ron

To Harry Potter, Ginny and Ron Weasley at the burrow.

Dear everyone.

Against my better judgment I will be arriving by floo powder at noon tomorrow. Please remind me when I arrive why I am still friends with you.

To Ronald Weasley At the burrow from his loving parents.

Dear Ron,

Your father and I are wondering why when Harry is living with us, and you clearly have two working legs to carry you down the stairs. Why you insist on communicating with him using owl post. Just wondering.

Mum &Dad.

To Lee Jordan 34 west Prickle lane.

Dear lee,

You're missing all the action mate. Ron's all in a snit cause we got Harry to admit he wants to shag Ginny it's a riot you should come around our parents place.

Love, Fred and George.

To Fred and George above Weasleys Wizard Wheezes.

Hey mates,

Sounds like a laugh. Just one question. Why doesn't the thought of Harry wanting your sister upset you? It would be funny if he didn't have the nerve and she didn't like him. Since he does have a whole lot of cheek, and she definitely wouldn't say no for long. I'd be worried instead of laughing. He is living in your house lots of opportunities to be alone if you get my drift.

Cheers,

Lee.

Chapter 1

Fred and George Weasley set down the letter from their best mate Lee, with identical frowns.

"He has a point Fred."

"You don't think Harry would, do you? I mean in our own house, anybody could walk in." Fred protested shaking his head.

"Mum and dad aren't around all day you know. Dad works and mum visits her friends. Ron's miffed at Harry so it's not like he's making a point to stay with him all day anymore. He's eighteen completely legal and probably more the ready." George shrugged.

Fred shuddered not really liking to contemplate Harry that way. "Thank you for that mental picture, it was lovely. I see your point though. We have to make it clear to Harry that there are rules regarding our sister that must be followed."

A/N: the shortest chapter you will ever find.