Disclaimer: I don't own anything. It's all J.K.R.'s and the WB's. So I seriously don't own anything. Except the shoes I have on. Which are really my sister's. So I'm pretty screwed.

Era: Pre: HBP

Pairings: H/G; R/Hr; GW/AJ; FW/KB; BW/FD

Rating: PG-13

"Ginny! Up! Now!" Molly Weasley screamed up the stairs from the Burrow's kitchen. What is that girl doing?! She's been locked in her room all summer.

"I'm coming! God, Mom," the youngest Weasley, Ginny, said as she walked into the kitchen. No one could deny that she had grown up a lot over the summer. She'd developed into a beautiful young woman who had curves in the right places. Her firey red hair, which usually hung down past her shoulders, was now thrown back into a messy bun. Her blue eyes were crusted over with sleep and she still had on her pajamas, but she didn't care. As she saw the small pile of letters on the table, her stomach did a summersault. She raced toward the table not noticing that she knocked over two chairs as she did so and her older brother Ron in the process.

"For the love of Merlin, Ginny! Be careful." Her mother said sounding exasperated.

"Sorry. I'm sorry." She said not really paying attention. No letters for her. One for Ron, though. And the writing was very…. girly. Who'd be writing to that git? She thought angrily. She knew that her brother had gotten very handsome over the past few years but she didn't like to think he had girls chasing after him.

"Anything for me?" Ron asked peering over her shoulder. She turned around and noticed he was blushing even more than usual. What the hell is going with him? She handed him his letter and watched him run into the living room like a child on Christmas morning. As she watched him open the letter and blush even more she realized that she missed him being happy. Ever since the Yule Ball, hadn't been happy. She knew why. He thought Hermione was dating Viktor Krum. Of course, Ginny knew this wasn't true. Hermione was actually repulsed by Krum and his holier-than-thou attitude but she hadn't thought it was her place to tell her brother that. She knew they'd work it out and get married and have a couple kids one day.

"Did Hermione ever respond?" Mrs. Weasley asked walking into the living room. She didn't seem to notice that Ron looked as if he'd eaten a red pepper. Ron looked up startled and tried to hide the letter under the pillow next to him.

"Um, yeah. That letter was from her. She said she'd be arriving later today." Ron said blushing even harder as he saw Ginny laughing in the kitchen.

"Oh, really? Oh, well. I hoped your father would have been here before she arrived. He wanted to talk to you before she got here. I think I'll floo him right now. He can come home early." Mrs. Weasley said walking over to the fireplace and taking out a handful of floo powder, throwing it into the fire, and sticking her head in. At a muggle home this might have looked uncommon but at the Burrow it was as normal as degnoming the garden.

Before Ginny had the chance to start taking the mickey out of Ron for blushing at Hermione's letter, Fred and George walked in and sat next to Ron.

"You know what dad's going to talk to you about right?" George asked sitting on one side of Ron while Fred sat on the other side.

"No. What?" Ron said scrunching up his nose to show he was obviously confused.

"Oh, ickle Ronniekins, so young and naïve. I remember my first talk with dad. He had animations. Very interesting. Of course, it made me afraid to go near a girl for the next 2 years but…." Fred said with a faraway look in his eye.

"What are you two going on about? Oh. Oh my God," Ron looked around flustered, "Why? Why does he have to give me that talk? Why can't you two?"

"Oh, because we want you to have to go through what we went through. Just think, poor little Hermione. All by her lonesome in our spare room…." George said smirking at Ron's face as he blushed, "Not that you'd ever thought of that, right, Ron?"

"Huh? Oh, of course not." Ron said blushing even harder.

"Right, well, we're off to the store. Just stopped by to, hehe, check in on you." Fred said standing up and stretching before he disappeared with a loud crack.

"Yeah. Have a nice talk," George said laughing before he disappeared also.

Ginny thought this was a nice time to walk in on Ron.

"Hey big brother. What's got your wand in a knot?" she said feigning surprise.

"Oh, uh, nothing. Nothing. So, er, how's Dean?" he said looking at his sister as if she had done something wrong.

"Oh, we broke up ages ago." Ginny said laughing at her brother's relieved look.

"Good. You're too good for him. You need someone with more brains." Ron said nodding to emphasize his point.

Like Harry? Whoa! Where'd that come from? Ginny thought to herself. She tried to hide her confused look on her face before Ron noticed but it was too late.

"What's wrong?" he said looking seriously worried about his baby sister.

"Oh, nothing. Just trying to decide what to wear today," she said putting on her best fake smile. She knew it worked on him. It had since she was just a little girl. Her dimples had always had an effect on people. Truthfully, Dean had broken up with her because she wouldn't have sex with him, but she wasn't going to tell her big brother that. So she just said, "I'm going to go shower. See you later."

"Yeah, see you." Ron said before rereading his letter.

A/N: Short I know. I just don't like long chapters! Haha. Review and tell me what you think. Should I continue? If I get 10 reviews I will. not all from the same person!