Busted!
Chapter 10
After a full day of playing around in the pond the Harry, Ginny, and Ron went into the house for tea after being scolded by Molly for staying out for so long. As they went upstairs to dress Ginny determinably brushed up against Harry, numerous times.
Fortunately for the two during dinner they sat next to each other, although they couldn't do much with the twins directly in front of them and Ron next to Ginny. However Ginny was short enough and wore a short enough blouse that gave harry a pretty good view if she sat just right. She also was able to play a little footsie, until she stepped on George's foot.
During dinner an owl flew thru the window with a letter addressed to the Weasley's
"Oh it's from Hermione" stated Mrs. Weasley. "I hope nothing is wrong, she said before beginning reading the letter."
"Dear Weasley's and Harry,
I hope it's okay that I come a little early. There have been attacks closer to my home and I don't want to stay any longer than necessary. Mrs. Weasley don't worry, both my parents and I are fine. I have found someplace where they will be safe, in case of attacks. I' should be at the burrow by the afternoon tomorrow. I hope it won't be any trouble.
Hope all is well love,
Hermione
"Hermione's coming tomorrow?" asked Ron
"Yes little brother, but why do you look so excited to for her to be coming, hmm?" taunted George.
"You're right George, he did seem to pick up a bit at the mention of Hermione, and this entire summer, up until harry got here, he's been all sulky."
"Shut up guys. She's one of my best friends, cant a guy be happy that his friend is coming over?" Ron defended himself.
"Oh but maybe you wish she was more." Fred said teasingly.
"You don't know what you're talking about. Besides, an extra pair of hands would be useful. At least she'd be able to make sure Ginny didn't put the beaks on the bums of the pigeons."
"Huh," the twins echoed. At the same time Ginny said "don't pull me into this. I'm just enjoying my dinner." Which wasn't entirely true as harry had a hold of her hand was rubbing circles with his thumb, which Ginny was appreciating a lot.
"What are you on about Ron?"
"When harry and I had gone out to clean the fence Ginny was supposed to be making the decorations for the wedding. Ginny had put the beaks of the stupid pigeons on the wrong end. Mum had a fit. You should have seen it, it was hilarious." Ron said, effectively getting the twins' attention off of himself.
"Really, and what got you so distracted Ginny dearest" asked the twins in a mischievously evil voice, swiveling their heads back in harry and Ginny's direction. They had pleasantly using the twins and Ron's fight as a distraction for their own antics. Now that the attention of Ginny's brothers was on him, harry quickly placed Ginny's hand on her thigh under the table and got up and put his plate in the sink. He didn't want anyone to think anything was up, especially since at that moment molly came in followed by Bill, Mr. Weasley and Fleur. Greetings went around but the twins didn't let go of their bone.
"So Gin Gin, What had you distracted by this morning that made you ruin the decorations?" asked George. Apparently this was the wrong thing to say in front of a part villa bride to be. Because fleur got upset!
"What? What is wrong with the decorations? What is ruined?" she asked franticly but Mrs. Weasley assured her that everything was put right, that Ginny just had a bit of a mishap but that everything was fine. To show her this she led bill fleur and Arthur to the living room where the decorations were being stowed.
"Soo," asked the twins again. Harry was afraid that they were catching on that something was up between Gin and him. They weren't as oblivious as Ron was at times.
"Oh for crying out loud," Ginny said getting angry. "You have no idea how boring it is here being stuck in the house helping with the stupid decorations. That's all I've done this summer. So yeah, I messed up because I was falling asleep!!! Ginny yelled, her face getting red
"Ginerva Weasley" molly said coming into the kitchen after hearing her daughters rant. "What is all this commotion about young lady?"
"Sorry mum. I just got upset with the twins making fun at me about the bird decorations that's all."
"Well that don't mean you need to be shouting about it. I don't know what has gotten into you today. You can just go do the dishes while the rest of us are in the living room having desert.
"But mum!"
"No. I know you don't enjoy helping with the wedding but fleur and I really need your help. You're just going to have to help us." The Weasley matriarch said sternly to her daughter. Then turning to the others said "come to the living room boys, Fleur has brought some wonderful Danish."
Harry was the last to be swooshed out the door my molly, but he looked back gave Ginny an apologetic look as she stood at the sink up to her elbows in dish water, scowling.
In the living room Ron got harry in to a game of chess. Harry wasn't trying his hardest as he was disappointed that Ginny was in the kitchen. They both realized that Hermione coming tomorrow meant that she wouldn't be able to sneak down to his room. And that their quick teases and caresses wouldn't be unnoticed by the brightest witch of her age. Harry sighed but not because Ron had just beat him at another game of chess.
"Geese harry," Ron said. "It's like you didn't even try. Is something wrong?"
"Sorry Ron. Just thinking, you know about things." Harry supplied hopping Ron would think he was thinking of their mission and not about his sister.
"Oh, sure. Well we can talk over that stuff with Hermione tomorrow right?" Ron asked in a hushed whisper glancing at the twins by the fireplace talking and his parents, fleur and bill on the couch looking over wedding plans. "Unless there was something you wanted to talk to me about now?"
"No, I think it will be easier with all of us together. Plus who know what Hermione might have up her sleeve."
"Yea, Well I just thought you might want to talk, about other stuff too. Like err I don't know, Dumbledore or Ginny?" Ron asked turning a little red.
Harry gulped thinking Ron had caught on to what he and Ginny had been up to.
"I mean I could talk to her you know. I could tell she, umm, was a little extra friendly today in the pond." Harry almost sighed in relief. Ron didn't know exactly what was going on. "I think she's trying to make things difficult for you. You know so you don't want to leave or something." Harry didn't know what to say so he just nodded.
I don't think she's really thought everything through. I know she's just really hurt, and probably doesn't understand that you know, it wasn't personal. Right?" Harry just nodded again. "Well I could talk to her, if you wanted."
"No, that might just make her angry. I'll talk to her. It's just, err going to be difficult." Said harry. Then getting an idea said, "I'll go talk to her now that everyone is busy and stuff." Ron just nodded.
As Harry got up Mrs. Weasley noticed. "Harry dear, where are you going?'
"Oh, I was just going to get a drink of water."
"Okay dear," she said going back to looking at a book with fleur.
Harry walked into the kitchen and closed the door after him. He silently walked up to Ginny. "Having fun?" he teased.
"Ha ha, Very funny. I'm so mad! I could be subtly playing footsie with you but instead I'm stuck in here scrubbing this stupid pot!"
"Hey, you're cute when you're mad, did I ever tell you that." Harry said trying to calm her down as he placed his hands on her neck and gently massaged
"Uh-huh. MMM. feels good." Ginny replied turning her neck to the side and dropping the sponge back in the water. Harry, after glancing at the door, lowered his head to kiss her now exposed neck and nibbled in her ear.
Ginny barley held in a moan as harry kissed her. In school Harry had quickly learned that her neck was really sensitive, and that she loved it when he kissed her like this. Soon she turned around to wrap her arms around him.
"Gin," harry breathed on her neck, inhaling her scent and pulling her closer. "We've got to stop; somebody might come in and see us."
"You're right." Ginny said, stepping back toward the sink, but instead of turning around, she grabbed his hand and dragged him toward the kitchen door. "But I know someplace we can go where no one will see us from the house.