Ron
Ignorance
thy name is Ron Weasley. How you ever managed to get yourself a girlfriend I
will never know. Harry rolled the poster up and placed it with Fred and George's
contraptions. Then he picked up a package that had been delivered by Socrates. He opened it up, and inside was a picture that had been taken last year
by Colin Creevy. It pictured all the Gryffindor fifth years (Now sixth years.)
Dean and Seamus were in the back trying to pull Lavender and Parvati's robes
above their heads. Neville was off to the side taking it all in. Ron, Hermione,
and Harry were in the very front linking arms with Hermione in the middle
laughing, completely oblivious to all around them. Harry waved back at the
picture, and laughed when Dean and Seamus finally succeeded. Hermione's letter
read:
Harry,
I hope you get this before you leave
for the burrow. Do you like the picture? I got bored over the holiday, and wrote to Colin. I am leaving for the Burrow
later. My Mum and Dad are going to try floo powder. They won't stay for long
though. They would really like to meet you, but daddy has to get to work. Mum
is debating on whether to stay. Mrs. Weasley said it would be fine, but you
know how she is. She would house the whole country if she could. I hope she
doesn't though I want some time alone with Ron. Oh look at me I'm rambling.
I'll see you later. Happy Birthday.
With
love, Hermione
Harry laughed at the mention
of Ron, and looked at the picture. Dean and Seamus were trying to coax the
girls into telling them what color their underwear was. He set it sown and
looked at the other packages. He opened a
large one covered in brown parchment and tide with green string. Inside was a Chinese lantern filled with Hagrid's famous
stone cakes and a very small birthday cake, in fact, it looked more like a
cupcake. There was short note as well.
Hello Harry,
Happy
birthday. Can't tell you much about my whereabouts. Running errands for
Dumbledore. I'll be back to teach though. Wouldn't miss it for the world. Happy
birthday.
Hagrid
Same old Hagrid, Harry thought, undivided loyalty, but
he's not the sharpest tool in the shed. Harry reached down and picked up
the last package. It was small compared to the others. The letter was in an
envelope tied to the outside of the package. It read:
Hey Harry,
Did
you hear the good news? Maybe not, those ministry owls take forever. But Arthur
told me. So I decided I should go house hunting. That's what the picture is of,
if you haven't opened it yet. Molly helped me pick it out. It was a little
pricey but, hey, only the best for my godson. Its right outside of Ottery St.
Catchpole, across town from the Weasley's. Its about a fifteen minute
broomride. I actually haven't bought it yet, but I will as soon as those papers
from the Ministry are signed. I have been staying at the Weasley's house. They
are awful nice people. Molly said she was going to pick you up on the first of
August. I might go with her just to see the looks on the muggle's faces. That
and to handle them if something goes wrong, because Arthur has been very busy
lately. He'll be at home all day the first, but after that he has to get to
work. Anyway happy birthday, Harry.
Sirius
I really want that owl to get here, oh
well, it will eventually. Eventually just better be before tomorrow, Harry thought as he was putting all of his
new gifts under the loose floorboard in his room. He wrote a quick reply to Ron,
and sent Hedwig off. He layed on his bed with his head pillowed against his
arms, and fell back to sleep, only to be awakened a few hours later by a large
green owl sitting on his chest.
***
Ron woke up with the light streaming in
his bedroom window.
Oh
God, he thought, She'll be here any minute.
Ron
quickly threw on some clean clothes. He was attempting to comb his hair when he
heard voices downstairs.
"I
think he's still asleep, Hun, will you go wake him up for me? "
"Sure
Mrs. Weasley."
Ron
didn't know what to do. He looked a mess and she would be here any moment. He
took off his clothes (A/N this leaves him in boxers, yum. J/K) and had
just gotten back in bed when Hermione knocked on the door.
***
"Ron?
Are you in there?" She creaked the door open only enough to see him
sleeping in his bed. He looked so cute with the blanket covering just his legs
so she could see his bare stomach.
"Sleepy
head." She went over and sat on the edge of the bed and kissed him on the
forehead. He stirred a little bit, and then the attack came without warning.
Before she knew it she was laying on the floor with Ron pinning her down, his
legs on either side of her stomach, and his arms pinning her own above her
head.
"This
is what you get for calling me a sleepy head," and he bent down to kiss
her, but before he could there was a tap on the window.
"Damn."
It was Hedwig with the reply from Harry. (I realize she got there
unbelievably fast, but its my story, maybe she apparated.)
"Read
it." Hermione said as she lifted herself up off the ground.
"Hey
Ron, and Hermione if your there. You know you two should probably not spend
time alone together. We already have enough Weasley's running around. We don't
need one more."
"I
can't believe he said that."
"Yea
well its right there in ink."
They
read on:
I'll
see you tomorrow around noon. You two stay out of bed... I mean trouble. I'm
kidding.
Harry
P.S. Thanks for the Presents.
"I
think Cho changed him he seems a little bit more... how shall I say"
"Don't.
They broke up. In early July, when she left for China. Ginny was happy, she
caught them making out last year. Then earlier this summer she broke up with
that Hufflepuff, I never could remember his name. Anyway, she just better not
plan on dating Harry." He said as he started to put on his clothes.
"I
like you better without pants, and why don't you think she should date
Harry?"
"That
was comment was not you, Hermione. You've never said something like that
before. I don't know whether to be appalled or flattered." Ron blushed,
ever since he started to play Quidditch last year his body had gone from tall
and lanky, to tall and muscular. His appearance was starting to favor Bill's,
except for the hair and earring, and Hermione had seemed to think it was a definant improvement. "I don't want Ginny
dating Harry because he'll just hurt her. You remember last year. He went out
with three girls before Christmas holiday, and then there was Cho."
"Yes,
but Harry isn't like that. You know him better than I do, Ron. Lavender, Padma,
and Hannah all just took him for Harry Potter. The amazingly sexy, daring,
courageous, famous Harry Potter. He saw through them and broke it off. He never
even kissed Hannah."
"I
know. But Ginny is the same way, she liked him before she knew him, I just
don't want her to get hurt." Ron then got this look on his face like a ton
of bricks hit him. "What do you mean amazingly sexy?"
"Oh
come on Ron you have to admit he is devastatingly handsome. He isn't my type
though. I like redheads." Hermione ruffled his hair and kissed him.
"If
I had known, you'd be like this I wouldn't have waited five years to make a
move on you. Frankly, this new you is scaring me, not that I mind." He
said before he gave her a quick kiss.
"Well,
I'm not myself around you." She leaned in to give him another kiss and he
backed away.
"Remember
what Harry said. We don't need anymore Weasleys."
***
"Fred,
George, Ginny, Bill, oh sorry, Bill, go back to sleep, Charlie, Percy,
Ron, Hermione time for breakfast. " Mr. Weasley yelled from the base
of the stairs.
"I
would've figured there would be a spell for that." Mr. Granger inquired.
He was a tall man with brown hair and glasses. He looked very much like a
dentist with his slacks, dress shirt, and tie. His personality however
reflected Mr. Weasley's. He was very inquisitive about the wizarding world.
"For
what? Calling kids to breakfast? There is, but I like to yell. It gets them
down faster."
Breakfast
went by surprisingly well. The food was in great abundance, biscuits and gravy,
pancakes, eggs, sausages, bacon, and toast. Nothing surprising happened, unless
you count George and Fred's fake wands popping into rodents that would try and
eat the food. Mrs. Granger looked faint, but Mr. Granger enjoyed it. Hermione
and Ron started to catch up on some old topics. Fred and George were talking to
Charlie about Quidditch. Mr. Weasley was enthralled in Mr. Granger's
explanation of light bulbs, and Mrs. Weasley and Granger were exchanging
cooking tips, Mrs. Granger's were sugar free and Molly's needed a wand, but
that didn't really matter. Bill just got in town early that morning and was
sleeping. Ginny appeared to have decided to sleep late also because she wasn't
there.
"That
is a very large dog you have there Arthur is it some kind of wizard
breed?" Ron had been feeding scraps of food to Sirius, and Mr. Granger
noticed.
"No,
dad that's an animagi. He's Harry's godfather." Hermione said with a
sausage in her mouth. With that said Sirius transformed back into his normal
self. He looked much healthier since the last time Hermione had seen him. His
face filled out, and his hair was cut, he looked like he was content. Hermione
thought that if she had been a woman in her mid thirties she would have found
Sirius dead sexy, but seeing as how he was her best friend's godfather, she
didn't.
"Oh,
my." Hermione's mother looked as if she was about to faint, again.
"How
very splendid indeed. Why do you stay like that?" Mr. Granger asked.
"It's
a very long story." Sirius seemed a bit agitated, but he began to tell it
any way.
***
Everyday I wake up and try to get you out of my head.
I just can't do it.
Every time I close my eyes you're standing there.
Of all people why did I fall for you.
Your brothers wouldn't approve, of that I'm sure.
But I can't get you out of my head.
I don't want to, maybe that's why.
I know I've been a prat lately, but you don't know me.
Just give us a try.
Listen to my story and what I have to say.
And if you say no, I'll let you walk away.
Like it? I'll owl you later and tell you where to meet
me.
The
Dragon that tamed your heart
Ginny
folded up the parchment again and leaned her head in her hands. You think
it's from Harry. Of course I think it's from Harry, who else would it be from.
But he doesn't like you. He might. But he doesn't. But he could. You broke up
with your boyfriend for him, but he won't ever recognize you. YES HE WILL!
Listen to yourself Ginny, this is getting sad. Ok I am making a promise to
myself, right here, right now. I will meet this guy, the dragon, even if Harry
says he likes me, because I need to get over this silly school girl crush, I'm
fifteen years old, its time I moved on. Ginny took the pocket knife with a
small blue dragon engraved on the side that Charlie had given Ron for his tenth
birthday, and cut her left index finger. So that I will keep my promise to
myself. Shit, that hurt.
And a single drop of blood the color of her heart
tumbled from her finger and onto the parchment.
***
After a late lunch, Ron and
Hermione went for a walk. The walked hand in hand down the street, until they
reached the top of the hill over looking the little town of Ottery St.
Catchpole.
"You should probably go back to your parents.
You won't see them till June." Ron turned to face Hermione.
"Nah,
they can wait. I'll owl them later." She put her arms around his neck and
pulled him close.
"You
know. You are never this way when Harry is around. Sometimes I wish he was
never here." He leaned in a kissed her passionately, and time slipped by.
"OOO-OOO-OOO"
"God
damnit George don't you ever leave me alone."
"I'm
not George, I'm Fred and anyway if I hadn't stopped you two you'd be up here
all night. You've been snogging for 20 minutes, and it was getting unbearable.
Hermione your parents are leaving they want to say bye."
Hermione nodded turned and kissed Ron on the cheek and whispered
in his ear "We'll finish later." And walked down the hill, while Ron and Fred
stayed at the top.
"I
believe you have yourself a keeper."
"What
do you mean by that?"
"What
I mean, dear brother, is that I think you love her." Maybe it was the
statement in itself, or maybe the way he said it, or maybe it was just
brotherly companionship. Whatever it was, sent Fred running and Ron sprinting
after him. Ron had almost caught him when he was stopped by something, almost
immediately as he reached his back yard. Hermione was kissing George, and not
just kissing they had their hands all over each other.
***
"It is of utmost importance we find them. I did not even know they
existed until recently, when Lucius brought me the information."
"Yes,
my lord."
"You
will find them for me. They are in America. You understand? Find them, and take
me to them, because I am unable to. It will be my greatest victory. Well, that
is until I defeat Potter, then it will be mine, and I will rule all."
"Yes,
my Lord. That day will be a great one my, Lord."
"Go."
His servant bowed down to him and apparated
away.
How was I
to know that there was more than one? I made a mistake thinking it was James. Why
did you not realize that she was the heir? Oh well, mistakes can be corrected.
So they shall be, so they shall.
***
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