That goes where!

A little drabble by Etar

Setting and characters belong to the great J.K.R

Plot belongs to my own twisted mind

It was a sunny evening in the Burrow and Ron was grinning like an idiot after an especially pleasing date in the village with Hermione. He was taking the rickety stairs two at a time hoping to make it up to his bedroom before Hermione could apparate there; making silly bets was a Weasley trait. Just as he was passing Ginny's door he heard some rather disturbing noises- was that Ginny giggling?

"Oh Harry, I don't know how to start, it seems quite difficult"

"Don't worry about it, I'll start shall I?"

"hmm mmm."

"You see, it's simple"

"mmm"

Unbidden Hermione's voice popped into Ron's head, "What have I told you about jumping to conclusions?"

"You always get hit round the head with the broomstick?"

"Close enough"

Now, to run up to his room and talk to his lovely and extremely sexy girlfriend, or to stay and eavesdrop on his little sister and trusted best mate both of whom are old enough to look after themselves; such a simple decision.

"Are you sure you're okay with this Gin? We can do something else if you want."

"No! No, I love doing this with you, you're the first to ask me you know?"

"I'm flattered."

Now what kind of older brother would he be if Ron didn't get sucipious at this? In fact he was just about to storm in when he heard them again.

"I'm really enjoying this Harry,"

"So am I Gin"

"But you're…"

Ron had to strain to hear properly,

"I don't think I'm hard enough, Gin, we're not finished yet."

Right! That's it! Who cares if Potter's his bloody best mate? Who care's if his sister is 17 and will hex him to the other side of the world if he interrupts?

"Now if I put this bit in there…"

"That goes where Harry!"

Ron barged in, wand out and one hand over his eyes. "Potter, what do you think you're doing with my sister! Get out! How could you Ginny, in your own home? You're 17 for goodness sake!"

"Uh, Ron, you can open your eyes bro. We weren't doing that, maybe I should go and tell Hermione about your assumptions."

"Yeah mate, if I'd known it was going to upset you so much I would have invited you to solve the puzzle with us."

"Solve the puzzle?"

"Yeah, what did you think we were doing?"

"I know exactly what he was thinking Harry, you know too. Perhaps we should teach him a lesson and you can show me how to do that as well."

"No need, no need, I'm going" With that Ron ran up the stairs to his bedroom- and a very irate girlfriend.

"Harry,"

"Yeah Ginny?"

"We can do that if you want,"

"Um, I love you Gin but I don't think either of us is really ready to, you know"

"Oh, no, I mean, not all that…"

Unfortunately I must leave them there, suffice to say Harry had grown up and finally realised what she meant. They spent this beautiful summer evening in Ginny's room snogging each others brains out. Ron didn't mind, he was occupied as well…

Authors note: The phrase 'That goes where?' belongs to a friend. I found it funny and if you do too please scroll down and tell me.

If you don't that's an even better reason to tell me.