Chapter 8: Christmas Part 3

Hermione tiptoed into Ginny's room. Luckily, she was still awake reviewing her training schedule for the Holyhead Harpies.

"Well look who it is!" Ginny said jokingly. "So, how was it?"

"How was what?" Hermione smiled.

"Oh, don't play this game, just tell me!" Ginny was very impatient.

"The first time was interesting, but the second time was really great. Ron seemed to like it." She laughed to herself. "I think he was kind of confuse for part of it. He's not nearly as good as he thinks he is, but that's just Ron. I have to let him be that way."

"Wait! You did it twice!" Ginny was surprised at what she was hearing.

"Well, yeah. It just, sort of, happened." Hermione shrugged. She didn't really know how to explain how it happened or why they did it twice. She guessed it was because they were so in love. She even realized that their usual bickering had sort of began to die off. Harry had told her that he thought she and Ron were in a honeymoon stage, where nothing can go wrong and they are the only two people in the world. She thought he was just angry that she and Ron had spent more time together. Could he be right? Hermione told Ginny she was going to sleep, and Ginny waved the lights off before nestling her head on her pillow.

One floor up, Ron was lying in his bed staring at the ceiling with a satisfied look on his face. He heard a step creak and looked over to the door. Harry walked in seconds later. Ron jumped up off the bed, "We did it! We did it! We did it! We did it!" Ron had run over to Harry and even stumbled while doing so. "I have so much to tell you!"

"Seriously, Ron, I think you should talk to George about all this because it makes me feel weird thinking about my two best friends having sex." Harry rubbed his neck.

"I never said anything when I heard about you and Ginny, and she's my sister!" Ron looked red.

"That's different because I never talked about me and Ginny! Ron, calm down. I just don't want to here about. Tell one of your brothers. You have loads of those!"

"You are my brother Harry. Maybe not by blood, but you are my brother. And soon, you actually will be my brother, at least in-law. I kids are going to be cousins! That makes you my brother. So, I can tell you anything!"

"Well, if you're my brother, then Hermione's like my sister and that means my brother and sister just had sex and that is just plain weird."

"Get out of my room! You can sleep in the living room, or with your precious Ginny!"

"You know what I will sleep with Ginny! In the same bed, too! That's right Ron! I'm sleeping in bed with your sister!" Harry was so angry he didn't even realize what he was saying. He walked out of the room and slammed the door behind him. He walked down to Ginny's room and opened the door.

"Ginny, do you min if I-, oh hey Hermione. Ginny, do you mind if I stay with you tonight? Ron's pissing me off."

"Of course hun." Ginny moved over as Harry sat on the bed with her. Hermione got up and walked out.

"I'm just going to stay with Ron tonight!" She yelled back to Harry and Ginny who weren't really paying attention. Harry had his head in Ginny's lap as she massaged his head and played with his hair. She did this when he was stressed and it usually calmed him down.

"I just told him I didn't want to hear about it and he went off on me! He's mental." Harry took his glasses off and laid them on the bed next to him.

"He's not mental, he's your best friend! You just need some time away from each other. I mean, you live together!"

"I'll give him time. But it's not my fault I don't want to listen to him talk about having sex with my best friend!"

"I know Harry. Let's just go to bed and discuss it tomorrow. And by the way, it's officially Christmas eve!" Harry looked up at the clock to see that it was midnight and he smiled.

"I love you Ginny."

"I love you too Harry."