Coming Home.

When we arrive we head up to your room, and just as I close the door you kiss me, which I'm all for.  I roam my hands up underneath your shirt feeling your well-defined chest and I begin to undo your shirt just as I get to the last button your brother's burst in.

 "Oh sorry" Charlie says grinning at us, "for interrupting!" Bill says trying not to laugh, "Bugger off," I say not moving my hands from your waist, I wish they would just go as I really want to get you out of your clothes. 

You prize yourself out of my grasp and walk to the door, push them outside into the hallway and slam the door in their faces locking it with a key and a spell.  And soon we are back to kissing, this time you begin to pull at my shirt making me need you even more, you practically tear it off me and assault my neck and chest.  I lower my hands into your waistband and un-zip the fly of your jeans my hand brushing over your boxer-clad erection and you shudder.  I pull you up to kiss you again and I hope you've realised I'm a sucker for your kisses. 

But a soft click makes us both look at the door as we see that your brothers have unlocked the door and are staring at us once more, "What part of bugger off didn't you get?" I ask throwing my hands in the air and sitting down on your bed, I hear you mutter something about never going to get to fuck me as you sit down next to me as well.  "Well we thought you'd like to play a game of Quidditch" Charlie says but there is something about the way he's looking at us that makes me think I don't trust him.  

"Will you leave us be? Or do I have to go tell mum that it was you that used to wear her dresses and makeup?" Ron countered and I snicker at the mental image of Charlie in a dress, and he glares at me.  Beside him Bill is sniggering too "Oh my god! That was you?" he punches him on the shoulder "Yes it was bloody well me, but I didn't know it was wrong" he says indignantly. 

I see a pair of eyes poke out from behind the doorframe, blue eyes and long eyelashes.  "Ginny??" I ask, she pops up blushing, "Oh … I'll. I'll go."  "Ginny!" Ron makes a space for her to sit down beside him; he looks at bill and Charlie "Get Percy, Fred and George." He says solemnly.  I take his hand, looking directly into his chocolate and hazel eyes, "You sure?" I guess today is the day everyone else gets to know.  He nods and gives me a kiss, my other hand comes up to tangle in his hair, Oh Ron will you ever know how much I love you? 

A small clearing of throat is heard and we break away.  I blush and so does Ron "Sorry Gin" I hear him mutter and I smile at her, "Sorry" "Shouldn't you two, um, tidy yourselves up a bit?" she asks trying to hide a giggle while we rush to do the buttons up on shirts and fly's zipped up, it escapes anyway.

"What's so" "funny?"  "Nothing" the three of us chorus, as the twins come in, Percy isn't far behind them and looks at us, in his calculating way, I mentally begin to count down in my head, five, four, three, two, one…  "So you've finally decided to let us officially know about you two being together then?"  Ron face is a picture, he obviously didn't realise some of them knew about us already. "Yep." I thought I better answer for us both; it might take a while for Ron to recover!  "About time Ron, I was wondering how long it would be before I could bring Oliver over, good job I invited him, there's safety in numbers." I had a hard time trying not to laugh at the expressions that crossed everyone's faces.  Although Ginny doesn't seem phased by any of this, she's so open-minded.

It was the twins, Bill and Charlie's turn to be shocked, "Hang on, you're with Oliver?" Fred said pointing at Percy trying to understand the situation, "And you and Harry are..." George continued nodding at Ron, they both turned toward Bill and Charlie expectantly. 

"What??" They asked simultaneously and dutifully. "Did you know?" "About Harry and Ron, yes, about Perce and Oliver, no." "Oh."  Fred cocked his head to the side, "Well bugger us George, the sneaky bastards!"