Disclaimer: The story or characters in Harry Potter do not belong to me. They belong to the great J K Rowling

Hermione and Ginny sat on the bench outside the burrow cooling themselves with as many cooling charms as they could think of. Fleur had gone inside a while ago, at eight months pregnant the heat was just too much for her. Mrs Weasley dipped in and out of the kitchen every now and again refilling their lemonade glasses but she too preferred the cool of her kitchen over the sweltering heat outside.

To be quite honest the two girls both had longing thoughts of the coolness of the house but they were also transfixed by the scene before them. Heat or not both Ron and Harry had their final fitness exam in two days time and since Mrs Weasley had banned them from training in the house they were forced to do so outside. Their shirts had long been discarded in favour of bare skin and they were both sweating quite heavily. Harry's skin had turned dark over the previous weeks of training and even Ron's had a good colour, or rather the thousands of freckles that covered every inch of him had swollen and joined together giving the illusion that he had gained a tan. They were currently doing press-ups about twenty feet away from the girls and were oblivious to the eyes that were burning into their backs, or so the girls thought…

"74, 75, 76, are they still looking? 79." Ron panted to his friend whilst desperately trying to reach the hundred reps he needed to complete.

"Yep, 83, 84, either they think we've not noticed, 86, 87, or they just don't care, 90, 91, 92." Harry puffed out in between numbers.

"Nah, 96, Hermione's, 97, not that, 98, obvious, 99, 100," Both boys fell to the grassy floor and rolled over staring up at the bright blue sky, "She wouldn't knowingly look at me like that in public."

"I don't know I've seen the way you both look at each other, it's disgusting." Harry pulled a face.

"Yeah, well I supposed you don't count as public and the way you look at my sister mate you can't complain about anything."

Harry laughed, "Yeah I guess. Come on let's go embarrass them." They made their way over to the girls purposely flexing as they went.

"You girls all right?" Ron asked innocently plonking himself down next to Hermione as she bit her lip.

"Yeah you look a little pink, not too much sun is it?" Harry smirked as Ginny watched him.

"Ermmm…" Ginny practically drooled. Something about the heat was making everything else… hotter.

Ron leant close to Hermione and whispered something in her ear. Her face shone a deep shade of red worthy of the Weasley's.

"RON!"

"Come on babe we both saw you watching. Can't get enough of your sweaty, topless man." He countered with a wink. Hermione sighed and leant forward sending a wink in Ginny's direction as she did so. She moved herself into Ron's lap and moved as if to kiss him. Ron's eyes glazed over and he closed them leaning in. Instead of a pair of soft lips on his however, he felt her jump off his lap, he opened his eyes and pouted slightly. Hermione smirked wickedly at his lost expression.

"Coming for a swim Gin?" She asked cheekily and then slowly removed her tiny top and shorts revealing her red bikini. Ginny got the hint and proceeded to do the same and the two walked down the pond together, purposely moving their hips far more than necessary. The two boys stared after them, mouths hanging open in response. Harry shook his head and punched Ron lightly on the arm to wake him from his stupor.

"One-nil to the girls."