WHAAT? An update on the same day, back-to-back? Preposterous!

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A/N: Potter Harry own not do I.


"Mate, you probably know that I'm your girlfriend's big brother, and with that title, I am allowed to kick your arse if you break her heart right?"

Harry didn't look up from his copy of the Daily Prophet. He and Ron had gone over this a bunch of times. He figured it was Ron just being protective. "Yep."

"Just checking. 'Cause I'd really hate to have to put a permanent tickling charm on you."

"Uh huh."

"No, but seriously, if you hurt her, you'll have to answer to me, as well as Bill, Charlie, Percy (maybe, he's being such a git right now), George, and Fred. Also, probably Ginny herself." Ron said blatantly.

"What about me?" Ginny had just walked into the room, holding her pygmy puff.

"Just telling Harry how he better not break your heart if he likes having hair on his head."
Ginny's older brother replied.

"Oh, cool. He's right, Harry. You hurt me, you'll be on the receiving end of one of my Bat Bogey Hexes." She gave Harry a bright smile. Harry perked up at the mention of her infamous, signature hex. He'd never been hit by it, but he'd seen it on someone else. He didn't really want what happened to that poor soul to happen to him.

He stood up. "I promise to never hurt you, Ginevra Weasley. I'll always be there for you." He pulled her into a hug, as if to seal his promises.

"Okay, Harry Potter," She lifted her head out of his chest so that she was looking him in the eyes. "I believe you."

"Merlin's sakes, can you two get a room?" Ron said to the two embracing.

He had just enough time to duck to avoid Ginny's spell.