Disclaimer: Harry Potter is from the creative genius that is J.K. Rowling.
I am not her. This is merely a fan fiction to tide us over until Book 6.
A/N: This is a companion piece to bedfellows. It takes place basically between chapters 4 and 5. Those aren't posted yet so it's sort of a sneak peak about what's happening. It takes place during a two week period. Hope you enjoy.
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Ron Weasley paced back and forth like a caged tiger. His brothers, with the exception of Charlie, were seated at his kitchen table. They had all been summoned here late Monday night by Ron for some "serious brotherly business."
Finally Ron stopped pacing, took a deep breath and put his hands on the back of the chair that sat at the head of the table.
"All right," he said solemnly. "The reason I've asked you here -"
"You mean screamed your bloody head off until we flooed here," snapped Fred.
"You interrupted his 'playtime' with Angelina," George cut in.
"Yeah, thanks," snapped Fred again.
"That's enough," roared Ron. "This is serious business involving the virtue of our baby sister."
That got everyone's attention.
"Ginny?" George croaked.
"Who is it?" Bill said cracking his knuckles.
"Yes who? We have some rather interesting test products we need a sucker, um I mean volunteer to test out, right George?"
Ron sighed before taking a seat. "It's Harry."
Suddenly the all the men, excluding Ron, bust out laughing.
"Hell Ron, we thought you were serious," Fred said. "Did you do this for shits and giggles? I mean Harry and Ginny, come on."
"I am serious."
"Ron, surely you're over exaggerating something," Bill said smiling.
"Over exaggerating?" Ron said his voice rising. "Over exagerating? Why don't you just ask Fleur about it? She caught them sometime last week after Hermione did."
The laughter stopped.
"What do you mean 'caught them?'" Bill asked in a growl.
Ron ran his fingers through his hair. "Maybe it would be best if I start at the beginning."
"That's always a good place," George said under his breath.
"Last night I came home to find Hermione giggling like mad. Hermione doesn't giggle unless it involves embarrassment on my part or someone else's. Right away, I was apprehensive, but she assured me that she hadn't done anything. In fact, she was with Fleur and Ginny most of the day. "Anyway this morning Ginny comes banging on the door yelling for us to let her in. She comes in and she's wearing Harry's shirt- the one I gave him for Christmas. I asked her about it, and she snaps at me telling me to ask Hermione before changing to a pair of sweats and leaving. "So I asked 'Mione, and she tells me, she and Fleur basically dressed our baby sister provocatively and cursed her so she couldn't change her clothes or put more on unless Harry saw her. 'Why in the bloody hell did you do that?' I asked. And do you know what she tells me?"
"If we did we wouldn't be here," Fred said.
Ignoring him, Ron continued almost bellowing the words. "She says when she came to see if I was there Friday morning, Ginny opened the door to her room to tell Hermione where I was and our little sister just had a long nightshirt on."
"So that's all Ginny ever wears to sleep?"
"And who does my 'Mione see pulling his pants on behind Ginny, but Harry!"
The room grew silent.
"Bloody hell," George said as he got up and headed to where Ron kept his alcohol. "I need a drink. Anyone else?"
All heads nodded affirmative and after a shot of fire whisky each, Bill spoke.
"What about Fleur? You said she caught them too."
"I don't know much details about that other than Harry's pants weren't completely on when she saw him," Ron answered as he nursed another glass of fire whiskey.
"Bloody hell," Fred said astounded. "I like Harry and all, but bloody hell."
"There has to be an explanation," Bill said rationally. "What did Ginny say about it?"
"She told Hermione that the spare bed was taken and Harry wouldn't let her sleep on the chair so they decided to," Ron gulped, "share her bed."
"I bed they did," George teased.
"Maybe she's telling the truth," Bill said defensively. "I want to give Ginny the benefit of the doubt. She's an adult now, as much as we hate to admit it, and I think if something did happen she would - well not tell us obviously - but at least tell Hermione and Fleur the truth."
"Well just in case I stopped by there after work tonight and made sure Harry wasn't there," Ron said.
"I bet that went well," George said sarcastically.
"Well I left shortly after she put her hands on her hips and started to sound like she was channeling mom."
"Scary thought," Bill, Fred and George said at the same time.
"Well I just wanted to make you all aware of the situation," Ron said. "I already owled Charlie about it today. I've also taken the liberty of adding one more setting to my clock."
Ron motioned to the clock on the wall. Like the one at the Burrow, Ron and Hermione's clock had the faces of all remaining family members and Hermione on it. It had settings such as home, work, in mortal peril, traveling, school, shopping, Ginny's, the Burrow, Joke shop, Bill's (where Hermione was currently at talking with Fleur), and fighting (thanks to Fred and George who had earlier jinxed the clock to add that setting and Ron and Hermione had never been able to figure out how to get off there). A new setting now read Harry's.
"This way I will be able to tell if Ginny's at Harry's. I wanted to re-add Harry's hand to the clock, but last time it kept staying on 'in mortal peril' and it was driving Hermione and I mad. So to save us from getting an ulcer apiece it was taken off."
"I'm surprised you didn't add virtue alert," Bill said jokingly.
"I suggested it to Hermione," Ron said seriously. "I tried to sell it on the point whenever we had kids it would come in handy. Then she pointed out that each of your hands might fall on it in a specific time, and I really didn't want to think about that."
"You're nutters Ron," Bill said.
"I bet we can come up with a virtue alert system," said Fred. "Might even be a top seller."
"Well that's enough for me for tonight," said Bill getting up. "I think I'll go couch shopping tomorrow."
"Yeah we should be getting back home too," said Fred. "I can't keep Angelina waiting long."
"Besides maybe we can pop in on Ginny sometime this week and surprise her and Harry, I mean her," said George with a wicked grin.
"All right," Ron said. "I'll let you all know if Ginny's hand moves on the clock. I'll see you all Sunday for breakfast."
With that all, the brothers flooed back home, plotting how they were going to approach this with Harry and Ginny.
A/N: This is a companion piece to bedfellows. It takes place basically between chapters 4 and 5. Those aren't posted yet so it's sort of a sneak peak about what's happening. It takes place during a two week period. Hope you enjoy.
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Ron Weasley paced back and forth like a caged tiger. His brothers, with the exception of Charlie, were seated at his kitchen table. They had all been summoned here late Monday night by Ron for some "serious brotherly business."
Finally Ron stopped pacing, took a deep breath and put his hands on the back of the chair that sat at the head of the table.
"All right," he said solemnly. "The reason I've asked you here -"
"You mean screamed your bloody head off until we flooed here," snapped Fred.
"You interrupted his 'playtime' with Angelina," George cut in.
"Yeah, thanks," snapped Fred again.
"That's enough," roared Ron. "This is serious business involving the virtue of our baby sister."
That got everyone's attention.
"Ginny?" George croaked.
"Who is it?" Bill said cracking his knuckles.
"Yes who? We have some rather interesting test products we need a sucker, um I mean volunteer to test out, right George?"
Ron sighed before taking a seat. "It's Harry."
Suddenly the all the men, excluding Ron, bust out laughing.
"Hell Ron, we thought you were serious," Fred said. "Did you do this for shits and giggles? I mean Harry and Ginny, come on."
"I am serious."
"Ron, surely you're over exaggerating something," Bill said smiling.
"Over exaggerating?" Ron said his voice rising. "Over exagerating? Why don't you just ask Fleur about it? She caught them sometime last week after Hermione did."
The laughter stopped.
"What do you mean 'caught them?'" Bill asked in a growl.
Ron ran his fingers through his hair. "Maybe it would be best if I start at the beginning."
"That's always a good place," George said under his breath.
"Last night I came home to find Hermione giggling like mad. Hermione doesn't giggle unless it involves embarrassment on my part or someone else's. Right away, I was apprehensive, but she assured me that she hadn't done anything. In fact, she was with Fleur and Ginny most of the day. "Anyway this morning Ginny comes banging on the door yelling for us to let her in. She comes in and she's wearing Harry's shirt- the one I gave him for Christmas. I asked her about it, and she snaps at me telling me to ask Hermione before changing to a pair of sweats and leaving. "So I asked 'Mione, and she tells me, she and Fleur basically dressed our baby sister provocatively and cursed her so she couldn't change her clothes or put more on unless Harry saw her. 'Why in the bloody hell did you do that?' I asked. And do you know what she tells me?"
"If we did we wouldn't be here," Fred said.
Ignoring him, Ron continued almost bellowing the words. "She says when she came to see if I was there Friday morning, Ginny opened the door to her room to tell Hermione where I was and our little sister just had a long nightshirt on."
"So that's all Ginny ever wears to sleep?"
"And who does my 'Mione see pulling his pants on behind Ginny, but Harry!"
The room grew silent.
"Bloody hell," George said as he got up and headed to where Ron kept his alcohol. "I need a drink. Anyone else?"
All heads nodded affirmative and after a shot of fire whisky each, Bill spoke.
"What about Fleur? You said she caught them too."
"I don't know much details about that other than Harry's pants weren't completely on when she saw him," Ron answered as he nursed another glass of fire whiskey.
"Bloody hell," Fred said astounded. "I like Harry and all, but bloody hell."
"There has to be an explanation," Bill said rationally. "What did Ginny say about it?"
"She told Hermione that the spare bed was taken and Harry wouldn't let her sleep on the chair so they decided to," Ron gulped, "share her bed."
"I bed they did," George teased.
"Maybe she's telling the truth," Bill said defensively. "I want to give Ginny the benefit of the doubt. She's an adult now, as much as we hate to admit it, and I think if something did happen she would - well not tell us obviously - but at least tell Hermione and Fleur the truth."
"Well just in case I stopped by there after work tonight and made sure Harry wasn't there," Ron said.
"I bet that went well," George said sarcastically.
"Well I left shortly after she put her hands on her hips and started to sound like she was channeling mom."
"Scary thought," Bill, Fred and George said at the same time.
"Well I just wanted to make you all aware of the situation," Ron said. "I already owled Charlie about it today. I've also taken the liberty of adding one more setting to my clock."
Ron motioned to the clock on the wall. Like the one at the Burrow, Ron and Hermione's clock had the faces of all remaining family members and Hermione on it. It had settings such as home, work, in mortal peril, traveling, school, shopping, Ginny's, the Burrow, Joke shop, Bill's (where Hermione was currently at talking with Fleur), and fighting (thanks to Fred and George who had earlier jinxed the clock to add that setting and Ron and Hermione had never been able to figure out how to get off there). A new setting now read Harry's.
"This way I will be able to tell if Ginny's at Harry's. I wanted to re-add Harry's hand to the clock, but last time it kept staying on 'in mortal peril' and it was driving Hermione and I mad. So to save us from getting an ulcer apiece it was taken off."
"I'm surprised you didn't add virtue alert," Bill said jokingly.
"I suggested it to Hermione," Ron said seriously. "I tried to sell it on the point whenever we had kids it would come in handy. Then she pointed out that each of your hands might fall on it in a specific time, and I really didn't want to think about that."
"You're nutters Ron," Bill said.
"I bet we can come up with a virtue alert system," said Fred. "Might even be a top seller."
"Well that's enough for me for tonight," said Bill getting up. "I think I'll go couch shopping tomorrow."
"Yeah we should be getting back home too," said Fred. "I can't keep Angelina waiting long."
"Besides maybe we can pop in on Ginny sometime this week and surprise her and Harry, I mean her," said George with a wicked grin.
"All right," Ron said. "I'll let you all know if Ginny's hand moves on the clock. I'll see you all Sunday for breakfast."
With that all, the brothers flooed back home, plotting how they were going to approach this with Harry and Ginny.