A/N: I own nothing…
Hermione and Ron were lying in the meadow under a large willow, "What were you and Percy doing before I got to the pond?"
"Just swimming, you had disappeared and Harry and Ginny were doing Merlin knows what." Hermione shrugged.
"Yes but… I had disappeared because you said you wanted to be left alone." Ron sat up and looked at her.
"No… I said quit blocking my sun and groping me. I said we could lie there and talk. Not my fault you didn't want to talk."
"That's all you ever want to do Hermione!"
"Oh honestly! And all you ever want to do is shag!" Hermione stood up and stomped away back to the house.
Ginny and Harry were sitting in the kitchen having a late breakfast, "What's wrong?" Ginny asked when Hermione plopped into the chair next to her.
"Ask your thick-headed brother!" Hermione huffed.
Ginny laughed, "Which one?"
"Obviously Ron, you know… my boyfriend. But if he keeps at it he won't be for very long."
"What's he doing?"
Hermione shook her head, "Just… never mind."
"Do you want me to talk to him?" Harry cracked his knuckles menacingly.
Hermione laughed, "You don't have to hurt him."
"If he's being disrespectful… you're like a little sister to me Hermione."
"I'm only two months younger than you Harry."* Hermione rolled her eyes. "No you don't have to talk to him… because I think I'm going to break up with him."
Ginny gasped, "Oh… no don't do that Hermione he'll be devastated."
"What else can I do Ginny? I'm going to lie down." Hermione stormed off upstairs. When she got into Ginny's room she threw on a shirt and laid down on her cot.
Hermione woke up the next morning, from the look of the sky it was barely dawn, she got up and stumbled downstairs to the kitchen, "'Morning!" Percy's cheerful voice boomed in her ears.
"'Morning." She grumbled, grabbing a mug and pouring coffee.
"You're in a fowl mood today." Percy handed her his newspaper and leaned back in his chair.
"Just… upset. Ron…" Hermione grumbled.
"Do you need to talk about it?"
"Well… it's just that… he's always pressuring me to do stuff I don't want to do. We never just talk." Hermione sipped at her coffee nervously. Talking to Ron's older brother about this was uncomfortable to say the least.
"Ron is young, he has a lot to learn." Percy sighed.
"Yes well he needs to learn pretty damn quick if he wants to keep me around." Hermione huffed.
Percy laughed, "You're something else." He shook his head and chuckled.
"What time is it anyway?" Hermione flipped open the paper and began to read.
Percy checked his watch, "Around six thirty."
"I've been sleeping in a lot lately." Hermione yawned.
Percy chuckled, "Six thirty is sleeping in?"
"To me…" Hermione shrugged.
"Well, next time Ron tries to pressure you, just tell him too much sex makes his bollocks fall off."
Hermione burst into hysterics, "Did… you just say 'bollocks'?"
"What? I'm not aloud to use slang terms?" Percy smiled.
"Didn't know you knew slang terms." Hermione stood up and stretched, "I'm going to get dressed."
"I'm going to get the rest of my things from Penelope's. Oh joy! 'Bye Hermione." Percy half waved as he walked out the door.
"'Bye Percy." Hermione called over her shoulder, climbing up the stairs to Ginny's room. When she opened the door Ginny was awake getting dressed, "What are you doing up?"
"Sleeping my life away remember?" Ginny laughed, putting on a pair of shoes, "Apparently it's cleaning day, and I don't want to be anywhere near the house when Mum wakes up. Want to skive with me?"
"Sounds good. Where're we going?" Hermione threw on some clothes and sneakers.
"I dunno, where'd Percy go?"
"Penelope's to get his things."
"Hmm… did he say when he'd be back?" Ginny looked out the window.
"No… why?" Hermione asked suspiciously.
"No reason," Ginny giggled, "Let's not wake the boys."
Hermione laughed, "But then they'll get stuck doing everything."
"Exactly, c'mon." Ginny hurried down the stairs and grabbed a handful of Floo Powder, "Hogsmeade."
They arrived in the Three Broomsticks and sat down for a butterbeer, it was completely dead in the bar.
"Not much business in the summer months?" Ginny asked Madam Rosmerta.
"No not really, why are you two here?"
"Avoiding chores." Ginny laughed.
"Ah… well you're welcome to stay as long as you like." Madam Rosmerta walked off picking up discarded glasses and bottles.
"Ginny… I really am going to break up with Ron. I… will you hate me?" Hermione asked timidly.
"Not at all 'Mione! I like you better anyway." Ginny laughed and sipped at her drink, "I know how Ron is, I don't blame you. Really Lavender Brown was perfect for him, he's a horny prat and she's a slag."
Hermione choked on her butterbeer, "Ginny! That's not nice."
"You saw them 'Mione… in the common room for the world to see." Ginny rolled her eyes.
"Very true." Hermione sighed.
Ginny picked at the label on her bottle, "I was thinking… can I move in with you after I finish school?"
"Sure! It can be our bachelorette pad!" Hermione giggled.
Ginny sighed, "Unless Harry gets a move on things and proposes… unlikely."
"You're only sixteen Love." Hermione padded her on the shoulder and looked down at her watch, "I expect we should be getting back. Three hours should be enough to avoid most of the work right?"
Ginny laughed, "I dunno… knowing my mum…"
They both burst into laughter, "Madam Rosmerta, could we trouble you for a bit of Floo?"
"Not at all, help yourselves!"
A/N: *Don't yell at me if that's wrong, but that's what google said so…