Hey everyone! This is part one of the explanation. As I was writing it, it just seemed to end for me. So I realized this chapter was meant to be in two parts. Funny how that turns out. I hadn't planned on that. Ah well. And really, it's a good thing for you. That means you get an update sooner! Yay for you! The next half will be out when I have the spare time to write. Things are hectic at the moment. Even for my cousin. Anyway, enjoy, and I'll see you when I see you!

Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter I would have to share him and his friends with my cousin. And I'm not good at sharing. Therefore I do not own them. Nor am I likely to and any point in time.

Chapter Four: …A kiss isn't a kiss…

'Well c'mon Gin! I though you were the one who wanted answers!' Fred says as he and Hermione approach the "Sick Ward" Ginny, still looking slightly confused, and a little nauseous, jogs up the last two stairs and over to the two.

'If there is any indecencies in there kindly cover them!' Fred shouts through the door.

'Fred!' Hermione laughs.

''Cept you Georgie! 'Mione wouldn't mind seeing some-OW!' Hermione slaps Fred's arm and opens the door.

'How are my best friends this fine morning?' Hermione asks with a slight giggle.

'Shut up Herm-own-ninny' Ron growls, as he and George try to get off the bed.

'Will someone tell me why two of my brothers are in bed together? And why 'Mione was in bed with Fred?' Ginny practically shouts over Harry, Hermione, and Fred's laughter.

'Hermione Granger! You were in bed with my brother!" George gasps mockingly.

'So were you!' Hermione retaliates.

'But he's my twin!' he finishes in a dramatic voice.

'Enough with this! What the bloody hell is going on in this house?'

'Some one has PMS' George mutters under his breath.

'I head that'

'Sorry'

'Alright Ron, tell her what happened, so we can go back to looking for that Camera' Fred says mischievously. He and Hermione share a look that would make the Marauders proud.

'What about breakfast?' Ron asks, his eyes wide.

'You'll get food after I hear what is wrong with this family!'

'No need to scream Ginny, we're all in the same room.' Fred says, ushering her to the desk chair, then sits himself on Harrys' bed.

'If I tell what happened, then I get breakfast,' Ron clarifies.

'Yes,' Ginny replies, calmly this time.

'Well alright then! Have a seat everyone!' Ron says, plopping back down on the bed. Which results in George falling awkwardly next to him.

'Oi! Be careful will you!' Ron ignores him, and looks over to Harry, who looks to be still asleep.

'Harry! Wake up!' He shouts.

'Yea! Don't make 'Mione get in bed with you again, Georgie bout had a fit last time' Fred says seriously, though amusement is evident in his voice.

'I'll do it!' Ginny says quickly. Everyone turns as one to look back at her. 'What?'

'…'

'Fred, you get him up, you're already there.' Hermione says, still looking at Ginny. A slow, knowing smile creeps up her face. Ginny looks away from her.

'Harry darling! Time to join the land of the conscious!' Fred prods him on the side and Harry turns and snuggles up to Freds' arm.

'Not now Harry! There are other people in the room!' Fred prods him again, harder, and Harry finally wakes up.

'Wassa matta?' He mumbles sleepily, looking around.

'We just thought you would like to be awake when we sacrifice Ron to the Dark Soup.' Fred says, trying to take his arm back. The others in the room don't know what to laugh at. The fact that Harry is still cuddled to Freds arm, or the red that has taken up residence on Rons' face.

'Thanks for letting me share in that.' He says, then realizes he's holding Freds' arm, and lets it go before sitting up.

'Pleasures all mine' He grins, then prods Harry one more time when he sees the younger boys eyes closing.

'I'm awake alright.'

'Sure you are' Fred prods him again. Harrys' reflexes kick in, and he grabs Freds' wrist.

'I'm not letting go' He says simply, and tugs on it, forcing Fred to move and sit next to him against the headboard.

'Are you two finished?' Ginny says, getting slightly red also. 'I what to know why my bloody family has gone mental!'

'Alright Ron, tell your story before Ginny has a fit.' Hermione says, then under her breath she adds 'again'. Ginny doesn't hear her, she is looking at Ron expectantly.

Ron nods his head, and looks around the room.

'Well?' Ginny says and impatiently taps her foot.

'I don't know where to start…'

Ginny lets out what some would call a growl, and rolls her eyes.

'The beginning please,' She clarifies.

'Right, I was born on a cold-'

'RONALD WEASLEY!' Ginny shouts and everyone else isn't sure if they should laugh.

'Merlin Ginny! Alright fine… It started when you lot left us here alone with my banana problem…' He looks accusingly at Hermione. Hermione for her part has the decency to look sheepish, but couldn't stop the giggle threatening to escape.

'Sorry Ron,' she says.

'You will fix it… right?' He asks her, she nods and he continues the story.

XXX

"Harry, wait for me!" I called and got up and ran after him. I found him in the kitchen looking through the cupboards. "What have we got Harry?"

"Nothing so far," he answered, moving on to another cupboard. I sat there for a moment, then this really bad itching sensation took over.

"Harry?" I asked, wiggling in my chair.

"What are you doing?"

"It itches!" I said still wiggling

"Stop scratching! You know what your mum said." He said looking at me in a way I thought only McGonagall could.

"It's not the Chicken Pox that itch." I said, begging him to get my meaning. It took him a minute before I saw his eyes widen.

"Oh."

"That's all you can say is oh?" I kept wiggling, hoping the itching would go away.

"Scratch it then," I could tell he was trying not to laugh.

"I'm in the kitchen!"

"So leave the kitchen!"

"FINE!" I got up and ran back to our room.

It took a while, but the itch finally went away. Harry had come back just as I was starting the log.

"Here, this was all I could find." He held up a bag of marshmallows and bread, and a jar of peanut butter.

"Dudley had this for an entire month for breakfast, I managed to steal one while I was making them, and it's not bad."

He set about making a peanut butter sandwich and putting marshmallows on it. It was a very good sandwich.'

('I have it all the time when I'm visiting my cousins' Hermione says 'It is good' Her stomach rumbles to prove her point. Everyone laughs and Ron continues.)

'We only ate one each, there wasn't that much peanut butter. After a while of trying to do our homework, Harry decided to share with me a secret.'

('NO!' Harry shouts. Ron looks over at him and smiles 'You made me tell, therefore, it's only fair that I'll tell your secret!' Harry looks at Ginny, then back to Ron, 'Let me tell it first alright?' Ron nods and Harry looks over at Ginny again. 'I um, I like you Ginny, as more then a friend.' Ginny sits there speech less, and looks over to Ron, then back to Harry. 'I like you too' She says quietly. Hermiones smile grows. Harry and Ginny smile at each other, and Harry nods to Ron.)

"Don't get mad Ron, but I fancy your sister." Harry told me, and I dropped my quill. After that, our homework was forgotten.

"WHAT!"

"I-I said-"

"I heard you, I mean… WHAT!"

"Look, I'll let you use my fireblot for a week if you promise not to kill me," I must have looked pretty terrifying'

('I'll say you did. You looked ready to curse me into oblivion,' Harry says, shifting on his bed to get a cramp out of his leg. 'Why Harry, I didn't know you cared,' Fred says as Harrys' leg falls on top of his. 'Can I get back to the story now?' Ron looks at the two pointedly. 'Yes, go on Ron, your getting to the good part,' Hermione says giggling at what was coming up)

'I thought about his proposition-'

('Wow, big word, I'm impressed,' Hermione says, unable to stop herself. She is merely regarded with a glare from Ron, though the rest of the room is chuckling as well.)

'I thought about his proposition, and agreed to it. With that out of the way, I wrote more in my log. A few seconds later, we heard a noise from outside.

"The others back already?" Harry asked as he got up to look out the window. He emitted what I thought sounded like a growl and turned away from the window.

"Harry?" I asked, then looked out the window myself. I realized what made Harry make that sound, when I too, made a variation of it. Hermione was out there kissing George.'

('Why would that cause you two to growl anyway?' Ginny asks before she really thinks about it. Neither boy answers, but Hermione sighs and rolls her eyes. 'Honestly you two, this protecting brother routine is getting very old,' she says looking at her two best friends. Then she turns to Ginny, 'They don't like to think of me as a girl,' To which Ginny nods knowingly, looking at her own brothers, and all the boys blush, until Ron clears his throat and continues the story.)

"You know, those two are always together. They may as well be attached at the hip," I half growled as I went back to the desk.

"We'd need glue…" Harry muttered.

I raised my eyebrow, wrote my question down, and then looked at Harry, "Glue?"

"Do you have any?"

"I think Mum does," I answered, still looking at him inquisitively.

"Do you know where?" He started pacing then.

"Yea, she keeps some in the desk in the living room. Next to her knitting. Why?" He didn't answer, just smiled and walked across the room.

"Harry? Why do we need glue?" He opened the door and walked out, still ignoring me. "Answer me Harry! What are you going to glue?" I stood and followed him.

He just raised a finger to his lips.

"Did you rip your pants Harry? Is that why you need glue?" I lowered my voice to a whisper. He paused on the top stair and turned towards me. "Is it?" I repeated.

"Why would I use glue on my pants?" He laughed softly then continued on his way.

"Then why in the name of Merlin do we need glue?" I waited in the middle of the stairs for an answer, but he just finished walking down, then disappeared into the living room. I sighed and went back to the room. He came back a moment later and told me-.'

XXX

'FRED WEASLEY, GET DOWN HERE AND CLEAN UP THIS MESS!' Fred glances at Hermione and her eyes widen.

'We didn't clean up after we searched for the camera did we?' She asks.

Fred shakes his head, and stands up. 'How did she know it was me?'

'It's always you Fred,' Ginny laughs.

'YOU GET DOWN HERE TOO GINNY, DON'T THINK FOR A MOMENT I'M LETTING YOU OFF OF YOUR CHORES!' Ginny sighs and looks to her brother.

'I'll be back to hear the rest of that story of yours' with that she stands and leaves.

'How much of a mess did you two make?' George asks

'Oh, not much…' says Fred.

'Only went through the entire living room-' Hermione starts.

'Then Dads shed, the one with all the muggle things in it,' Fred continues.

'Made a right mess of the lawn I'm afraid. Thought we put it all back though…' Hermione trails off. Harry and Ron look at her incredulously.

'Who are you, and what have you done with the Hermione that we met on the train?' Harry asks. Hermione laughs. She and Fred leave the room right as Mrs. Wealsey is shouting for them again.

A moment later Freds voice filters up to them and they hear him say, very amusedly 'It'll wear off. In a day or so.' Followed by the clank of a dish being dropped, uncontrollable laughter, and more shouting from Mrs. Weasley.

Harry, Ron and George look at each other. Only George looks like he knows what happened. The other two, aren't sure if they want to know or not.

Alright, part one. Hopefully part two will be up soon. I have enlisted the help of my imaginary friend to go after the evil Clock Man who has stolen all my spare time.

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