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"Are you ready?" Ron asked, almost as nervous as Harry.

Harry flattened down his unruly hair and nodded weakly. Basilisks he could handle. Acromantuala was a piece of cake. Even killing Voldemort seemed simple compared to the task he had before him. Proposing to Ginny however…that was going to be a problem…

"If she says no and denies me of you as my brother, I'll have a few words with her," Ron told him firmly, straightening his collar.

Hermione rolled her eyes, "As if Ron, you'd run a mile before she even took out her wand. Not that she'll say no Harry!" Hermione told Harry hastily, who's emerald eyes matched the growing colour on his face.

"Just think – tonight we'll be celebrating in the Three Broomsticks!" Ron assured him. "And what are you going to say?"

Harry smiled a bit, "I have it all planned out; are you a dementor, because you just took my breath away. And then I'll take out the ring."

"How romantic! I'm glad some people put thought into their proposal," Hermione sighed, looking pointedly at Ron. Ron shuffled his feet and Harry turned towards the fireplace. He threw in a handful of Floo powder and squeaked,

"The B-B-BuurOW!"

"What did Harry just say?" Hermione asked anxiously to Ron.

"I heard Bore Ewe," Ron answered chewing on a toffee, "And I could so take on Ginny!"

"Not important now Ron! We have to see if Harry made it to the Burrow."

Ginny stood up, looking elegant in a strapless black dress, grinning when she saw the flames swirl, "Har-! Hermione?" Ginny looked confused.

Hermione brushed the air out of her hair, "So Harry's not here then?"

"No, he was supposed to come now."

"Right! Now-" Hermione got cut off by Ron flooing in behind her.

"Blimey, Hermione, tell me next time when you're going to floo off!" Ron too brushed ash out of his red hair. "Where's Harry?"

"I imagine in Bore Ewe, like you heard," Hermione sighed.

"That's a real place?" Ron looked impressed with himself that his gibberish was accurate.

"Yep, let's go," Hemione stood into the fireplace once more. Ron followed suit.

"What? Bore Ewe? Where's Harry?" Ginny called after the swirling image of her brother. She groaned and collapsed back onto the couch.

"DID YOU BRING FLOO POWDER?" Harry clutched onto Hermione's robes. She jumped back.

"Don't scare me like that Harry! And what do you mean?"

Ron flooed in behind her, looking around at the barn he had appeared in, a ewe and a sleeping bore were snuggled up in the corner, Ron realized that's where the name came from.

"Because there's no floo powder and you can't apparate out of here," Harry moaned, "This was supposed to be a perfect day!"

"Don't worry," Hermione soothed, calmly.

"WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!" Ron screamed at the top of his lungs.

Grrrrrowlllllllllllllllllll.

"You woke up the bore, idiot!" Harry scolded Ron, looking warily at the bore that was slowly getting to his feet. He glanced around and shook himself out, while staring unblinkingly at the trio. The trio stared back, holding the breaths.

Suddenly the bore charged. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The trio sprinted to the door, doing a hurdle leap over the resting ewe. The bore was right on their heels.

"YEOWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" Ron clutched his butt in agony as they exploded out the door. Hermione slammed the door of the barn and panted. She turned to Ron and saw blood coming from the back of his robes. She burst out laughing, "Only you could get bitten on the butt by a bore!"

Meanwhile Harry was closing his eyes and trying to get to Ginny. "No luck," Harry scowled.

BAM. "And now the bore is trying to smash his way out of the barn…could this day get any worse?"

"Well you could be bleeding on the ground with your arse aching," Ron moaned on the ground.

Hermione and Harry laughed and joined Ron on the ground.

1 HOUR LATER.

"Ow."

"Be quiet Ron."

2 HOURS LATER.

"I'll never be Ginny's husband."

3 HOURS LATER.

"I'm hungry and sore."

"I repeat – be sorry Ron."

TO BE CONTINUED…

Tune in on chapter 45 to see the continuation and the last instalment of the Harry/Ginny chronicles! :D hope you like and review plese