A/N: I've always loved the sort of outside looking in perspective. I dunno why, but it's always sort of intrigued me. So here's my shot at it.

It's in Ron's POV, by the way.

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"Harry!" You roar, making your way down the rest of the stairs to pull him into a one armed hug. "Glad you could make it for the summer, mate!"

"Yeah," Harry rubs the back of his neck, embarrassed. "The Dursley's have been driving me mad."

"Right," you say, nodding and moving to grab his trunk. "I can barely handle those crazy muggles for an hour, let alone a whole summer!" You begin to haul it up the stairs.

Harry shrugs. "I've had time to get used to it, I guess."

You and Harry are up the stairs, in your room, and have his trunk halfway empty before you ask, "What's wrong, mate? You seem a little down."

This startles him. He doesn't think you for a very observant person. "Oh, er," He fiddles with a loose string on his t-shirt. "Nothing important."

"Nothing important? Are you sure? It's nothing about," You pause and take a breath. "V-You-Know-Who, is it?"

Harry waves his hand dismissively. "No, no. Nothing of the sort."

"Then what?"

He sighs. "Come off it, Ron. It's no big deal."

"C'mon Harry,"

"It's-it's Ginny." Harry's shoulders slump at her name. "She-we broke up a few days ago."

"Oh," You try and act surprised, disappointed even, that they're through, and a part of you is. But there's a part of you that is actually a bit happy. Harry's your best mate and everything but, let's be real here, Ginny's your sister, you hardly wanted Dean's hands all over her, not to mention your best friend's.

"Tough break," You add.

"Yeah." Harry's eyebrows furrow. "But, she said something about there being 'someone else'. It's been bugging me,"

"Someone else?" Damn your sister moves fast.

Harry begins to reply, but gets interrupted by Ginny's voice screeching "Hermione's here, Hermione's here!" down the hall.

You spot Ginny taking the stairs 2 at a time, but you and Harry take a much slower pace. By the time you get downstairs, it's clear that Ginny has already greeted her friend, and your mum is ushering her into the kitchen, muttering something about 'I need to fatten you kids up. Just look how bony you are!'"

You smell food cooking and immediately migrate towards the kitchen, taking a seat at the dining room table. Your mum drops a bowl of soup in front of you and then pats Hermione's shoulder when she does the same to her.

"How has your summer been, dear?"

"Very well, actually. I'd gotten some books from the library for some light summer reading-" And by summer reading you know she means large, thousand page tomes she'd found in a dusty corner of the library.

When she's finished with her soup, she insists on helping your mum with the dishes. Your mom refuses -"It's only a few bowls, dear. Why don't you and Ginny go up to her room for a while?"-but Hermione is persistent.

Until Ginny comes up behind her and whispers something into her ear from over her shoulder and Hermione pinkens.

"Er, Mrs. Weasley-"

Your mother smiles, knowing she's won their argument. "Go on." She shoos them away with a washcloth.

The blush is faint on Hermione's cheeks as they make their way up the stairs, and then Ginny-

And then Ginny smacks Hermione on the bum! And Hermione just laughs!

That's...is that normal? For friends to act like that?

You mean, sure they've always been close but...

But that's just bloody weird.

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A/N: Was it alright? I'm thinking of doing maybe one or two more chapters.