A/N: Okay, I've got to get a couple things in here real quick. This will be posted on all chapters from now on. Disclaimer: I own nothing. These characters belong to J. K. Rowling. I don't have enough creativity for more than this. Thanks to my wonderful beta, Tom Felton Is SO HOTT, Bells, I couldn't do it without you! My best friend and sister, I love you! Without you, this would suck, Bella!
There, standing in the kitchen, was not another Weasley, or set of Weasley's. It was two house-elves, and a human girl. A muggle-born witch with frizzy brown hair. One of the house-elves was already stooping down to the ground, and before he knew Kreacher's story, he probably would have snapped for it to stand up. The other, was looking at Harry with a face of utmost sadness. Harry knew that Winky missed Dobby, but he also knew that she and Kreacher were becoming friends.
"Hey, Hermione, Kreacher, Winky. What's up? I thought you were in Australia." Hurry's last comment was directed toward Hermione. Ginny just stood there, smiling, waiting for the two of them to catch up, so that she could talk to Hermione. Her brother was in a right state without Hermione around, and she intended to remind her friend of that before bed tonight. When Hermione finished explaining everything to the pair of them, it was well past dinnertime, and they were all tired, but Kreacher and Winky wanted "Master Harry" and his friends to eat before they went upstairs. The two house-elves were left to fix the night-time meal, much to Hermione's protests while the three of them headed upstairs to change for bed.
"You really should head to the Burrow in the morning. Like, first thing, not just after breakfast. Ron is miserable without you. Harry's probably the only one he would actually tell, but all of us can see it. He needs you. Especially right now. If he were here, I wouldn't mind you staying. I really wish you would stay. But thinking of my brothers, parents, and Fleur, you really should go first thing. Ron's probably making life at the Burrow worse than it already is. Harry's left, took me with him, you've gone, and Fred's-gone." Ginny seemed to choke slightly on the last word. "Basically," Ginny said as she recovered, "in order to spare the rest of my family from Ron, go first thing in the morning, no matter what Harry says. You will truly make Ron's day...and therefore, everyone else's. Trust me." She added the last bit after seeing Hermione's look of disbelief and uncertainty.
"Are you sure, Gin? I mean, c'mon, I know he likes me, and I know right now isn't really a happy time for the family, but in love with me? I don't think he likes me that much..." Hermione's voice trailed off with the effect telling Ginny that the girl was in love with her brother. Just as she began to open her mouth to reassure her friend of her brother's love, there was a light knock on the door. Both girls jumped, but quickly opened the door for Harry to come in. He pecked Ginny on the cheek and then took in each of his hands one of theirs leading them down the stairs towards their dinner.
It smelled wonderful, and tasted even better. Afterwards, with a glance at Ginny, Hermione headed upstairs. She would make sure to talk to Harry in the morning, but if she was going to leave first thing, she needed to go to bed. Even she didn't fare well with little sleep.
Harry watched one of his best friends climb the stairs, he had just seen the look she shot Ginny before leaving, and knew he would have to be up early to catch her before she left. "When are you two leaving me?" His question was blunt, and his girlfriend knew to answer him. The look in his eyes only showed up when he expected an answer.
"'Mione's leaving first thing, and I'm not sure when I'm leaving. Whenever you kick me out, I guess." With that, she smirked, and stretched up to kiss him.
"You know I would never kick you out. I just don't think Molly would like it too much if you stayed here an extra night. After all, she barely let you stay for tonight without fighting." Harry replied when the kiss was broken, then leaning down to kiss Ginny once more.
"I know, but what if I don't care what mum wants? What if I want to stay here anyway? Then what?" Ginny's questions came out between little kisses the couple shared. She already knew the answer, and Harry, knowing the questions didn't say anything, and just looked at her. He knew that Ginny cared too much about Molly's feelings to stay, let alone stay without getting permission. But he also knew she was getting sick of her mother being so protective of her.
A/N: Okay, still running low on ideas, come on people. Do you want this story to end so shortly? I like to write, if I don't get some ideas, this one will have a horrible ending. And then my sister, best friend and wonderful beta, Bella will be upset. None of us want that. So review, and give me some ideas!