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Chapter 1

The week went by quickly for Harry. The entire family was afraid of him and didn't do anything to him, which thrilled Harry to no end. For the first time he liked living there.

At the end of the week an owl came for him telling him that they would be coming for him within a couple of hours. Harry smiled, this was the best week ever.

Yet, at the Burrow it had not been as wonderful.

Hermione and Ron had been under the scope since they first arrived. Fred and George were there, being troublesome as usual. Mrs. Weasley kept running around the house squealing about how Ron had finally gotten together with Hermione and that Harry was finally with Ginny. Hermione wasn't sure what was worse, the twin's teasing or Mrs. Weasley's constant throat constricting hugs.

Harry arrived after a week, bringing even more squeals out of the excited mother. Ron pulled Harry upstairs, Ginny and Hermione in tow.

"Mom's mental!" Ron whispered as he hurried them up the steps. Ginny giggled.

"She isn't mental, Ron. She's just excited," Hemione argued.

"Excited? No she's insane."

"Well think about it. The threat of losing us all is gone. We've finally became a couple and so has Harry and Gin. Of course your mother is excited. She must have thought none of this would be."

"Whatever you say 'Mione," Ron replied.

"Wait until you get back downstairs. She's going to ask you how you asked me to be your girlfriend," Ginny warned him. Harry laughed.

"Anything to make your mother happy," he replied.

They entered Ron's room and sat upon the beds.

"What was your week at the Dursley's like?" Ron asked with a smile.

"They're afraid of what I was going to do. So they left me alone. It was the first time that I have ever had a great week there."

"Well we probably shouldn't have threatened them, but you've gone through enough, Harry," Hermion replied as she sat down next to Ron. Absently he took her hand in his.

"Well I thank you all for what you did. It was awesome. You don't do that in front of your mom do you?" Harry asked as he pointed to their clasped hands. Hermione blushed profusely.

"No. Other wise she would be planning a wedding now," Ron snorted.

"Whose to say she isn't already?" Ginny asked.

"What?" Ron asked her.

"Well she's hoping that finally someone in this family will get married," Ginny answered softly.

"But does she think that we're going to get married right away!" Ron asked her in disbelief.

"Wait, we're getting married?" Hermione asked him suddenly.

"No."

"Yet you said. . ."

"I know what I said, 'Mione."

"Do you want to?"

"Erm. . . Well. . ."

"I just, well . . ."

"I thought we would. After Hogwarts of course."

"Really?"

Ginny looked over at Harry in shock. She had only been playing when she had said that and yet it had brought out this entire conversation.

"OH MY GOSH!" Ginny yelled as she got up and gave Hermione a hug.

"What?" Ron asked them.

"I've always kind of wished that you would marry Hermione and she would be my sister," Ginny answered.

"We're not getting married!" Ron protested.

"Kind of sounds like you're planning on it thought, buddy," Harry pointed out.

"Let's just see if we make it a year as a couple," Hermione spoke up.

"Oh come on! You've known each other for seven years. Yes you fight, but that's how you love each other. You have to get married!" Ginny argued.

Ron looked over at Hermione, unsure of the can of worms they just opened.