Disclaimer: All of these characters so far belong to J.K Rowling.

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"HARRY!" As Harry stepped out of the fire, a girl squealed and threw herself at him.

"Hello Hermione," Harry said, his voice muffled by Hermione's bushy hair and the fact that she was squeezing him so tight he barely had enough air to speak. "Air, need air." He spluttered, trying to breathe.

"Right. Sorry Harry," she said, and let go quickly. Behind her, Ron was laughing at Harry, who was now breathing heavily to make up for the lack of oxygen.

"Hi Harry," Ron laughed, and he tried to recover from his laughing fit and failed miserably, which earned him a dark glare from Hermione.

"Hi Ron. Have you passed your apparition test yet?" Harry replied, and Ron sobered up quickly.

"No, I'm going for my second try in two days," he said glumly, then brightened up. "You can come too, you'll be seventeen then."

Harry grinned and nodded. "Yeah, I think I will try." He glanced around the room. Bill, Ginny and Charlie were all watching them. "Hi everyone," he said, and Bill and Charlie got up to welcome them. Ginny continued to sit, a look of hard resolution on her face.

"Hey, where are the others that went to get you?" Charlie asked.

Harry looked behind him at the fireplace. As if on cue, Tonks appeared there.

"Sorry, your Uncle arrived home right when we were about to leave and practically blew up at us. He thought we had attacked your aunt or something. Arthur is still trying to calm him down; he thought you would get worried," Tonks explained.

A minute or two later, Lupin appeared in the fire, closely followed by Arthur who was looking sheepish.

"I think I blew up the tell-vision Harry," he muttered. "Your uncle didn't want to calm down, and he tried to punch me." Glancing up, he saw almost everyone laughing.

Mrs Weasley bustled in with her head down, unaware of the new arrival until she heard splutters of laughter.

"Hello, Harry dear. Those muggles don't feed you anything, do they? Well, dinner is in ten minutes, so go upstairs and unpack. Ron, he will have to sleep in your room, even with the enlargement charms and the extra rooms we put in, it will still be a bit of a squash for the wedding." She said all of this while giving Harry her famous motherly hug.

"Hello, Mrs Weasley."

"Call me Molly, dear." As she let go of Harry she sent Bill and Charlie to set up the tables, and with a wave of her wand a pile of eggs began to crack themselves open and pour their contents into a frying pan.

"C'mon, Harry, we'll take your stuff upstairs. Hermione, Ginny, you coming?" He asked.

Hermione nodded but Ginny shook her head and stayed where she was. As they left Harry thought he heard a sigh. Hermione levitated Harry's trunk up the stairs, and they went up in silence. Only when they reached Ron's bedroom did they start to talk.

"Why is Ginny so...so...distant?" Harry asked, searching for the right word.

"Harry, you broke up with her. What do you expect her to do? And after your explanation of why you had to break up, you think she should ignore what you said? She's only trying to do what you asked of her; and she is nowhere near over you," Hermione explained.

"I know, but..."

"Harry, you can't blame her!"

"I wasn't going to!" He replied. Changing the subject, he asked, "Anyway, have you told your parents you aren't going back to Hogwarts?"

"Nope, not yet," Ron spoke at last. He had been sitting and watching Harry and Hermione talk, but grimaced when he spoke. "I'm not really looking forward to telling Mum."

Hermione, on the other hand, said, "I did. They were really worried when I told them, but I promised I'd come back in one piece. They've been invited to the wedding, actually. They won't be staying though; they'll just come on the day."

"When is the actual day?" Harry asked curiously.

"Two days after your birthday. Blimey, I should get them a present!" Ron exclaimed.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Trust you, Ron. Don't worry, we're going to Diagon Alley the day before the wedding. Anyway, I think we had better get to dinner."

With that, Harry, Ron and Hermione headed downstairs.

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Reveiw please? I hope you like it...Constructive criticism welcomed, outright rudeness ignored. Next chapter will be up soon. Sorry this one was so short; I didn't want to babble too much, because most of it was pointless, just like this sentence here. Anyways, PLEASE REVIEW!