Weasley dinners were nothing less than chaos. The dozen plus mouthseating, laughing, jabbering like a bunch of howler monkeys as their mother would say. The table was long and full of various foods that each had a large portion missing from the meal. At one end sat Arthur Weasley beaming and chatting up Hermione about her summer with her parents in Muggle London. She smiled secretively as she slid a long glance toward the other younger women, Luna and Ginny.
It was not more than a couple months ago that the four women had joined up. While Ginny and Luna were in their last year, While Hermione was an intern for potions, and Tonks was still an auror. The four were a rag tag group of love lorn ladies.
Hermione turned when Ginny's musical laughter floated to her ears. She was pressing her fingers against her collar bones and Harry's face was beet red. Luna was smothering a smile and chuckling at Ginny, while Ron was flustered and looking harrassed.
"Harry, could you pass me the rolls? Oh, and the butter as well, please?" Ginny smiled and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Harry nodded jerkily and shakily handed the bread and butter to Ginny.
'What the hell is she wearing?!' Harry screamed in his head. Blinking hard, he watched as her fingers drifted around her breasts. He looked around expecting her family to be berating her for such scant clothing, but no one noticed. Ginny smiled coyly at Harry's sweat forming along his upper lip and brow.
"Something wrong Harry?" Ginny's smile widened when his eyes narrowed behind his lenses.
"I'll speak with you after dinner." His hissed across the table. Glancing once more at her, he attacked his half eaten food.

Ginny about howled in laughter when she finished her food, Harry had nearly inhaled his but had been pulled aside by Ron and they were talking quietly in the corner ever so often glancing in their direction.
"Any progress?" Luna said quietly from behind her. Ginny turned ot look at Luna Lovegood who wore a small sundress under her robes.
"Yes, Harry wants to 'speak' to me when he's done." Ginny snickered.
"Ron wants to talk to me in the garden." Luna giggled.
"And my target is sulking at Hogwarts!" Hermione appeared behind them. Tucking her hands in her pockets, she glanced over at her two best male friends. "You guys just might beat me! But I think Tonks will be first to accomplish her task." Sighing she saw Ron and Harry pat eachother and turn toward them. "Well, go get them, and I'll go occupy the rest of the family. Good Luck!" Hermione hurried over to the twins. Laughing to herself, Hermione watched as the boys turned to welcome her into the circle of couples.

"Ginny."
" Harry." Ginny smiled as Harry glared.
"Luna." Ron's ears were turning pink.
"Ron." Luna said cooly.
"Could I talk with you upstairs, Ginny? I believe we have some matters to discuss." Harry's voice was ice cold.
"Yes, I believe we do." Ginny turned on her heel and walked ram rod stiff up the winding stairs.
"Luna, join me in the garden?" Ron asked, swallowing hard.
"Alright." Following the bumbling, Ron, Luna smiled at his attempt to be polite.

"What do you think you're doing, flouncing about in that!" Harry hissed gesturing to her clothing.
"What are you talking about you prat?!" Ginny spat.
"The low cut top, the skirt, you're........" Harry drifted off.
"I'm what Harry, what?" Ginny was angry, harry never saw her as a woman, always a little girl.
"Grown up." Harry swallowed.
"Yes, breasts do that some times." Ginny said sarcastically.
"They do more than that." Harry's voice sounded different, almost.....husky.
"What do they do, Harry?" Ginny was going to play this for all it was worth, if it meant dirty, then by golly she'll play in the goddamn mud!
"You know what, " Harry had all of a sudden gotten very close, so close she could feel the heat of him through his jumper. "they distract me from eating, because they remind be of cream. They make me lose track of where I am and who I'm around. It's driving me mad Ginny!" He pressed her against the door. "Mad!"
"Perfect." And then she felt, for the first time, the press of his lips. Letting her arms come to snake about his shoulders, Ginny kissed back with the seven years oif wanting, and lusting, and loving that she couldn't have let out before this moment. The first part of her task was complete, the rest depended on him, on wheather Harry Potter knew how to love.

"Luna, " Ron started and trailed off. Shoving his hands in his pockets, he kicked at the clods of dirt scattering the backyard. "Luna, why," Ron snorted, lost for words. His ears were bright pink and his cheeks burned, but he had to know. "Why do you taunt me?" Ron rushed out. Turning, he looked at several garden gnomes scurry among the plants.
"Taunt you?" Luna blinked. "You think I'm taunting you?" Luna asked bewildered.
"Yes!" Spinning, he marched up to her. "You could bat your eyes at any man and they'd go on their knee and pledge love to you, why do you hang around me?" Ron asked.
"Because you are you, no other person could blush so pink." She smiled and tugged on his ear lobe. "I don't think I've seen someone work so hard to be a quidditch player. You have spirit." Lunna poked his chest that was under one of the infamous Weasley sweaters.
"But, I'm not one of those Oliver Wood's, or my brothers." Ron pouted.
"You're right, you're Ron!" Luna smiled when his head snapped up. He had a slight smile playing his lips. Tugging his hands from his pockets, they cupped Luna's face.
"You know, I could maybe fall for you." Leaning forward, Ron kissed her lightly and pulled away. Luna smiled. It was small, but small progress is better than no progress at all.

Remus Lupin awoke groggy, disoriented, and a bit lost on the happenings in the past twenty four hours. You would think that a grown man knew what he did! Sniffing the air, his eyes widened. There were two scents that were mixed and scared the bejesus out of him. Tonks and the smell of sex were intertwined with his own. Did he, had he?! Looking over, he saw the faint imprint of a head on the opposite pillow and the place beside im was still slightly warm. So, him and Tonks had. Not that he regretted it, he just wanted to be able to wake up and see her in the morning light that was streaming through his window. Throwing his legs out of bed, he walked buck naked to the bathroom to clean up and ready himself for the day. He had a feeling it was going to be a long one.
Tonks was nearly skipping to work at the past twenty four hours. She had had sex with Remus, gotten pregnant, and was more in love than she had ever been. Life, is good!
She had beaten Hermione and the rest of the girls, but she didn't care, she was going to have a,
"Baby!" Tonks squealed as she entered the door of the ministry.
"Wha?!" The groggy security guard awoke at her call, but soon fell asleep when nothign came of the yell. Tonks sighed and headed to her office, today was great, today was wonderful, today was..........
"Tonks." Remus stood at her office door. Her head snapped up.
"Yes!?" She squeaked. Not this early!
"We need to talk, about last night." Remus said.
"No we don't."Tonks said lightly as she pulled out the first stack of papers.
"Yes we do." Remus said more firmly. "You preformed magic during it, and I need to ask you about it, like what it was." Remus' face was a bit ashen.
"No, you don't." Tonks smiled fakely. "Now, if you excuse me, I have work to do. I won't talk about last night." She went back to work.
"Then you won't hear from me until you do." Remus nodded and left. Tonks' quill froze in mid-air. She had just fouled her plan up royally and she had no clue how to fix it. She might be having a fatherless child, a bastard...........
"Tonks!" The voice of Harry Potter snapped her out of her state of mind.
"Yes!" She shook her head.
"Are you alright?" He asked. Harry was quite a good looking chap, for nineteen, who was easygoing and fierce in his work.
"Yes, yes, quite, quite." Tonks smiled lightly.
"Alright, but, I need some info on the Forncare project....." Tonks let herself be swept into the lull of the day. If she had no love life, atlest she had work to occupy her.

"Ms. Granger, a moment if you would." Severus beckoned Hermione into his workroom.
"Yes?" Hermione smiled.
"This is my first year with an intern and I'll leave no room for mistake or silly behavior. Do I make myself clear?" He hissed.
"Quite. So, no fun or silliness int he hallway. Gotcha." Hermione nodded jokingly.
"I'm serious Ms. Granger. Your parents are under my watch, I'll not have you endanger them for the silly whims of a girl!" He barked. Hermione looked at him bored.
"Are you done?" Hermione asked. As soon as the words passed her lips, her eyes widened. A vein began ticking in his temple, and his cheeks became blotted with red.
"Are you undermining my authority?!" Severus bellowed.
"No." Hermione felt two inches tall, answering in a meek voice, she shyly looked up to see Severus' shoulders heaving in anger.
"Get out." He said calmly.
"What?" Hermione gasped.
"Get out, I don't want to see you." Severus turned his back and ignored her.
Stifling a sob, Hermione spun and bolted from the room. By the time she arrived in her room, Hermione was gasping for air under tears that threatened to blind her.
Why did she have to foul things up by opening her mouth?! Just when she had made progress, she had to foul things up royally! Burying her face in the age worn pillow, she let her sobs take her over.

Ginny sighed as she sunk back into the plush chair that sat in front of the fire. Since the dinner last week, Harry had been scarce along with her brother. Maybe Luna was the only one getting happiness, she certainly wasn't. The tearful floo message from Hermione, and a woeful one from Tonks, it seemed that the group had fouled up in their own ways. She hoped Luna was taming Ron, he certainly was a handful.

"Luna." Ron kissed the petite blonde in his arms. Smiling at her admiring face, he felt as iff a spell had been cast over him for the past week. Luna was sweet, caring, and saw who he really was inder the hot headed exterior. Pressing a kiss to her forehead, he leaned back against the aging tree to gaze at the stars like the two had done for the past week. He was surprised to say the least, over how much he and Luna had in common for knowing eachother for so long as well.
"Ron, thank you." Luna curled into his chest, and let her hands rove over his chest. He was tall, strong, determined, and a giant sniffler under his hard exterior. A giant.........oh what did Hermione call them........marshmellow! Rubbing her face against his chest, she smiled when he squirmed.
"Ticklish" He laughed nervously.
"Where else are you ticklish?" Luna murmured as she nipped at his ear. Ron twitched.
"Somewhere." He chuckled. Luna's fingers danced up his sides and he snorted.
"Like, here?" She nipped at his neck.
"No, but you're bloody well invited to keep on with that." He growled. Luna burst into laughter and collapsed against him.
"Maybe another time." Luna giggled, leaning back she went to turn and found herself flat on her back.
"Oh, no you don't." Ron growled playfully, nuzzling her neck sending her into fits of laughter.
"Ron!" She squealed. His hands played on her stomach and he lightly flicked his tongue against the shell of her ear.
"Luna," Ron propped himself up on his elbows. Looking down at her flushed face, Ron smiled. "I think I'm in love with you." Luna gasped and pressed her hands to her face.
"You, love me?" Luna felt tears gathering in her eyes. "You, love me?" Luna smiled tearfully.
"Yes, love." Leaning down, he pressed a kiss to her forehead. "I love you."