The bolded words are taken from Harry Potter and the Goblet o Fire.
Every First Time
A Second Chance at the Burrow
"That must be them," said Hermione. She and Ginny were in the sitting room when they heard a crashing noise come from the kitchen. Mrs. Weasley had just entered the kitchen and Ginny and Hermione had followed. Mr. Weasley, Fred, George, Ron, and Harry had returned from Harry's aunt and uncle's house. Harry was standing near the fire. His eyes went to Hermione and Ginny. Hermione smiled at him and Ginny, with surprisingly little effort, found herself doing the same. Then, something happened for which Ginny wasn't prepared. Harry smiled back. Her face flushed bright red. Her mother was asking her father about something that Fred and George did, presuming it had something to do with Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes.
"Why don't you show Harry where he's sleeping, Ron?" suggested Hermione, obviously wanting to clear the kitchen before having to witness the wrath of Mrs. Weasley on Fred and George.
"He knows where he's sleeping," replied Ron, "in my room, he slept there last-" Ron's voice faded. He seemed to be catching on.
"We can all go," said Hermione pointedly.
"Oh," said Ron, cottoning on. "Right." Ginny smiled to herself. Hermione was nice to have suggested she go too. Ron would have never thought to ask her to come. George tried to join them, but Mrs. Weasley stopped him. Ginny, Hermione, Ron, and Harry were able to get out of the kitchen before anything worse happened.
"What are Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes?" Harry asked as they climbed the stairs. Ginny couldn't help, but laugh thinking about it. Ron laughed too. Hermione, however, didn't seem amused.
"Mum found this stack of order forms when she was cleaning Fred and George's room," said Ron quietly. "Great long price lists for stuff they've invented. Joke stuff, you know. Fake wands and trick sweets, loads of stuff. It was brilliant, I never knew they'd been inventing all that…"
"We've been hearing explosions out of their room for ages, but we never thought they were actually making things," Ginny added, surprising herself that she actually spoke without humiliating herself. "We just thought they liked the noise." As they continued climbing the stairs she and Ron kept explaining the big arguments that took place concerning the twins, Mrs. Weasley, and Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes.
As they walked past Percy's bedroom, he poked his head out the door. He greeted Harry; however, he was kind of rude making comments about all of them making comments about the noise they were making. "What are you working on?" said Harry. He could still be kind and act interested in what Percy was doing. Anyone else would have ignored him. Percy droned on about cauldron thickness, until Ron made a comment that slightly embarrassed him. After a final statement, he slammed his door and Ginny, Ron, Harry, and Hermione were free to go upstairs.
They reached Ron's room. Ron had barely stepped inside when he told his owl to shut up.
"Er-why are you calling that owl Pig?" Harry asked Ron.
"Because he's being stupid," said Ginny, "Its proper name is Pigwidgeon." Ginny surprised herself yet again.
"Yeah, and that's not a stupid name at all," said Ron sarcastically. "Ginny named him," he explained to Harry, much to Ginny's anger. Now Ron was trying to make her sound dumb. He was such an idiot some times. "She reckons it's sweet. And I tried to change it, but it was too late," he continued. Ginny smiled triumphantly. "But it was too late, he won't answer to anything else. So now he's Pig. I've got to keep him up here because he annoys Errol and Hermes. He annoys me too, come to that."
The conversation went from Pigwidgeon, to Crookshanks, to Percy's obsession with work, and to Harry's summer which seemed awful. He said the cakes Hermione sent him saved his life. Ginny thought it must have been awful to live where he lived.
"And have you heard from-?" Ron started to speak, but suddenly stopped. Ginny noticed he was looking at Hermione, who in turn was giving him a look. Why'd she stop him from talking? Everyone was silent, Harry, Ron, and Hermione stealing glances of each other. They all knew something and they clearly weren't up for sharing. "Great," Ginny thought, "I'm just the annoying little sister again."
"I think they've stopped arguing," said Hermione. "Shall we go down and help your mum with dinner?"
"Yeah, all right," said Ron. He led the way out of his room, followed by Hermione, then Harry, then Ginny. As they walked down the stairs, Ginny couldn't help, but smile. Sure, apparently she was still the annoying little sister, but she talked to him. She actually talked to him without sounding shy or stupid. It was a severe improvement compared to how she acted the last time he had stayed at the Burrow. And now they had the whole Quidditch World Cup together, well sort of. She was sure she would find the courage to speak to him again. There was hope for her yet.