Busted!
Authors note: No warning for chapter 12, back to usual. Enjoy and read and review!
Chapter 12
Mrs. Weasley's Point of view
I was having a nice chat with Fleur and Bill about the wedding plans when I realized that harry was no longer in the room. "Arthur" I asked "have you seen where Harry's gotten too?"
"I think he may be keeping Ginny company while she does the dishes dear."
Looking at the time I saw that she had been in the kitchen for almost an hour now. "There weren't too many dishes, she should be done now. I'll go see what's taking so long."
Walking into the kitchen, the first thing I noticed was that I was the only one in the room. the dishes were all done, except for one pot that was left to soak. Perhaps they went outside for a walk while the dishes soaked? I wondered to myself. I knew that Ginny still had a bit of a crush on Harry, although not as bad as at first. And if I wasn't mistaken, I belive Harry has become quite taken with Ginny too. They may belive that I don't notice, but I see the looks they give each other. And all through dumbledores funeral, Ginny was holding harry's hand. I belive there may be more to the relationship than they are letting on or wanted to admit.
I walked outside, but I couldn't spot them anywhere near. They both knew not to wonder off to far, especially at night. It was a lovely night, and I didn't really want to interrupt if they were talking. In letters home ginny hinted that harry had started more than friendship with her, but after coming home didn't say anything further. Perhaps after the funeral harry became more distant, like he had with Sirius and Cedric's death. The poor boy needs to learn how to cope better with death, but I'm unsure how to help him.
I decided to go into the garden and wonder around the other side of the house. I was close to the garden when I heard what sounded like a moan. Immediately my heart jumped to my throat, fearing that they were hurt or got attacked. I took my wand out of my pocket, holding it out in front of me. I heard moans again; it was coming from the canopy. I turned the corner, my wand out ready to defend my children. What I saw stopped me dead in my tracks.
There was my daughter in a very passionate embrace with Harry Potter. It wasn't that they were snogging. No this was much more. Ginny was pressed against the wall of the house, harry leaning in to her. Her right leg was wrapped around harry, one hand was in his hair the other on his bum. As for harry, he was supporting Ginny by having one hand on her bum, and it looked like the other was up her shirt.
I was dumbstruck. Here, standing before me was my teenage daughter, doing a lot more than simply kissing. They were practically making love. Now, I taught my daughter long ago the facts of life. And I know she wouldn't do anything she'd later regret, but I needed to put a stop to this soon, before either of them went any farther.
I must admit, I was slightly angry at the two. Ginny should have come to me if she and Harry had developed a relationship. I would have set a few boundaries, but nothing too bad. And lord! I would have never put harry in a room by himself if I'd known that things had progressed this far. She knew better than this.
And harry. Such a sweet and respectable boy. I thought for sure he would have said something to one of us. Of course he is so shy and unsure of what to do in a family. He's probably scared. But still they both knew better and should never of kept this from Arthur and I. this had to be stopped. This was just too much. Too intimate for two teens to be doing. I mean Harry is almost 17. But Ginny isn't even 16 yet. If this continues on… well I don't want to think about that right now.
Summing up my best mother voice I could I cried out "WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!!!?"
The couple jumped about a foot in the air. And jumped apart. Harry had his wand in his hand before he realized who the 'threat' was. Both of their eyes turned wide and their faces turned red. They were speechless at being caught.
"mum." Ginny said embarrassed and nervously. "Mrs. Weasley." Harry stuttered out. The poor boy was scared to death, you could tell. Belatedly I realized I still had my wand out. The poor thing probably thought I was going to hex him. He should be afraid; who did they think taught Ginny the bat boogey hex! I put my wand down, placing my hands on my hips in what I call the angry mum stance. With my face in a serious expression and my feet planted firmly the stance has worked multiple times on my children in the past. "Well," I said firmly. "Are you two going to explain?"
The two started to mumble ums and ahhs. "I think I deserve an answer as to why I just saw you two wrapped up in such an intimate embrace." They didn't have any answers. They just looked back from each other to me. "You both should know better."
I turned my attention to my daughter. Harry had been slowly moving toward the other opening. I had been staring at him for a bit, trying to figure out what he was thinking. His face was drained of color, and he was sweating. He was nervous. Good, they were both in trouble.
"Mum, it's not as bad as you think."
"Oh really, because it looked really bad, Ginerva. That was a lot more than simply snogging."
"Mum"
"Ginerva I'm serious. I taught you to use think with your head, not your hormones!"
"Mother!" she screeched. Okay I may be taking it little far, but I was getting angry
"And where did that boy disappear too?" sometime during my scolding Harry had mumbled something like "I'll just be going." And practically ran back to the house. I'd just have to deal with him later.\
"Where do you think, you scared him half to death!!" she yelled back at me.
"Get back to the house. Now!" I said in my angry mum voice. She huffed past me; arms crossed and stomped back to the kitchen, slamming the door. I waited a minute before I entered the kitchen. Inside I saw that harry was nowhere to be seen. Either in the other room or upstairs.
"What was that all about young lady? Hmm!" I asked, louder and angrier than I meant.
Would you stop shouting!
Ginny took a calming breath, and said very quietly. I'll explain everything, please, just don't shout. The others can't hear this mum. Or at least but a silencing spell on the door.
Well I was a little taken aback by her meaner. She seemed, older, more responsible. I hoped the reason why she seemed this way wasn't because she had lost her virginity.
I was getting ready to tell her that it was my house and I could shout if I wanted, and if she didn't want her brothers to hear her exploits that was her problem she said very softly and quietly, "please". It wasn't the asking but what I saw in her eyes. There was nervousness true. But mostly worry. But not about being in trouble. No this was deeper. Then for some reason it clicked. This was Harry Potter that my daughter was kissing so passionately outside a few moments ago. One thing I learned a long time ago was nothing was simple when harry potter, Not just harry, was involved. This was serious. I took a deep breath. "I think I'll call your father in." she just nodded and sat down, staring at the table.
I went to the door way. I knew everyone in the living room would be looking at the door. I saw harry sitting in a chair, his head in his hands. He looked up at me and he looked like he lost his best friend. "Arthur I need you in here please. Bill why don't you take fleur home soon. You can come over tomorrow and we will finish talking about the last minute details fleur." My tone left no room for argument, and that it was more of an order than a request. Arthur, looking slightly worried followed me into the kitchen. I shut the door, placing both a silencing spell and an impetrible spell on it.
Sitting down at the table, I turned to Ginny, "do you want to explain to your father what I saw or do you want me too?" I asked. She blushed a true Weasley red and mumbled "you can." I briefly told Arthur what I saw, leaving out much details. If he asked I'd tell him later tonight but for the time being the picture was that I caught the two doing a bit of mild snogging. He looked uncomfortable and learning just this much but didn't say anything, leaving the questions up to me.
"Now do you want to explain yourself?"
AUTHORS NOTE: hope you liked it. i know i said that chapter 11 would be the last chapter but it's proving to be longer than i thought it would. plus i wanted to diviede ch 11 and 12 up incase someone didnt want to read the intence snogging parts.
if you think ch 11 should be a higher rating please let me know. i hope i dont offend anyone. this snogging stuff is a little new for me. thanks read and review.
