Chapter 9- Sea Sickness
Author's Note: Hermione's family is going on a cruise and Hermione's inviting along some friends. She decides to invite Ron and his family and Harry for two weeks out on the ocean instead of going off to stay with Krum. How will this little vacation go?
Author's Note: I don't own Harry Potter or it's characters, just this story. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~*~*
A week later, things were different. The waves were heavier and both Percy and Ron were leaning over the side of the ship with seasickness. Mrs. Weasley smiled cheerfully and greeted them all. "Hey mum, Ronniekins and Perfect Percy are sick." Said Fred cheerfully. Hermione pushed through the twins and went over to Ron.
"What's the matter, love?" she whispered in his ear. "I thought you could handle a few waves." She said. Ron looked up at her and smiled a bit.
"These aren't the same waves, 'Mione." he murmured. She grinned and leaned over, kissing his cheek.
"Why don't you and Percy come with me, eh? The captain knows a way to cure sea sickness." Said Hermione. As both red heads followed her off, Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. Granger exchanged grins.
"Isn't that cute!" said Mrs. Granger happily. They had just witnessed the little kiss on the cheek scene and were becoming a bit excited. Mr. Weasley just chuckled, but Mr. Granger seemed horrified.
"Cute! She's only 14!" he announced.
"It's ok. Ron won't try anything with her. He's too naïve." Said Mrs. Weasley.
"I doubt that mum." Said George, causing all the adults to look at him. Ginny glared at her brother, and Harry looked up in interest.
"Yeah. Ron isn't a little boy any more. He's 15 now. Don't you know how a teenage boy's mind works yet mum? After all, you have six of us." Said Fred. Mr. Granger's eyes went wide and the women shook their heads.
"Both of you stop that." Whispered Mr. Weasley. "You're scaring Hermione's father." The twins began laughing and Harry rolled his eyes, turning to Ginny.
"Fred and George are pros when it comes to scaring girls' dad aren't they?" he asked. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Later that evening, Percy and Ron had returned with Hermione ready for dinner. They both looked better than they did earlier. Mrs. Granger smiled and had Hermione sit next to her while the twins dragged Ron in between them, probably to tease him in whispers Harry figured.
"Feeling any better dear?" asked Mrs. Weasley.
"Yes ma'am." Answered both her boys, pulling some food toward them. "Who would have thought muggles could cure sea sickness with out a potion." Hermione rolled her eyes.
"You're actually lucky he knew one that worked. Sometimes the cures don't hold too well." She told them. Ron looked up from his plate and smiled at her cheerfully.
"That's ok. I'm sure you won't mind taking care of us. it's better than when Fred or George get sick." The twins looked up and frowned.
"You don't know the pains of sickness until you suffer our sickness." Said George. Their parents and Ginny laughed and Harry tried not to choke on his food as he geld it in.
"Really, George is it? Why don't you guys tell us about it." Suggested Mrs. Granger. As they sat through the twins' exaggerated pains, Hermione made eye contact with Ron so that he knew they should sneak off and talk.
"So Hermione, heard anything from Vicky yet?" asked Ron suddenly, and everyone stopped what they were doing.
"No Ron, but I suppose he'll really want to hear from me since we haven't seen each other for a while. I promised to see him this summer any way. Maybe I'll see if I can stay there a week before going to your house."
"You wouldn't." Ron yelled, slamming his hands on the table as he stood up.
"Want to try me?" Hermione yelled just as loud, copying his movements and scaring everyone. They began yelling back and forth before Mr. Weasley stood and yelled over them both.
"You two should take this out side." He said sternly. Ron nodded and they both left. The twins looked at their dad in shock.
"Really dad, was that necessary?" asked Fred sarcastically. When they got outside, Hermione shoved Ron playfully.
"Pretty genius of you." She said cheerfully and he grinned.
"Yeah, well I am a natural when it comes to starting arguments. You know that of course." He said. "So, what did you want to talk about?"
"Telling my dad about us." Answered Hermione and Ron cringed. He leaned on the railing of the boat. "And the others of course. but my dad'll be the hardest to tell." She told him.
"You're crazy you know. Your dad'll murder me." He said, looking at her. "He won't understand. Probably wants you to marry some rich muggle for all I know." Hermione rolled her eyes and grabbed him by the front of his shirt, making his look her in the eyes.
"Get over your fears Weasley. We're going to have to tell them sooner or later." She said. Ron looked at her sadly.
"But I don't wanna." He pouted and she kissed him.
"Get over yourself." She said, and let go of him, stepping away. "You'll tell them. After al, when it comes to making marriage announcements, you'll have an even harder time." She said and walked off.
"Who ever said anything about marriage!" called Ron, chasing after her. When they had made the announcement, everyone was pretty much happy that one of them had finally given on to their affections for each other, but the twins teased Ron nonstop.
"Well dad. What do you say?" asked Hermione. Mr. Granger was still sitting in his seat looking pretty much shocked. He was acting as if they had just announced their engagement or that Hermione was pregnant. Then he finally smiled.
"I'm proud of you dear. Couldn't have wanted you to date a better boy." He said and Hermione smiled triumphantly at Ron. As they all sat around, listening to the twins and Harry talk about their Quidditch matches, Mr. Granger took the time to lean to the side and threaten Ron with severe torture if he hurt Hermione or got her pregnant. Ron grinned nervously and nodded, having a feeling this trip was going to be a bit more of a challenge than it had already been having to avoid being drowned by the twins or sharing a bed with George every now and then.
Author's Note: Hermione's family is going on a cruise and Hermione's inviting along some friends. She decides to invite Ron and his family and Harry for two weeks out on the ocean instead of going off to stay with Krum. How will this little vacation go?
Author's Note: I don't own Harry Potter or it's characters, just this story. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~*~*
A week later, things were different. The waves were heavier and both Percy and Ron were leaning over the side of the ship with seasickness. Mrs. Weasley smiled cheerfully and greeted them all. "Hey mum, Ronniekins and Perfect Percy are sick." Said Fred cheerfully. Hermione pushed through the twins and went over to Ron.
"What's the matter, love?" she whispered in his ear. "I thought you could handle a few waves." She said. Ron looked up at her and smiled a bit.
"These aren't the same waves, 'Mione." he murmured. She grinned and leaned over, kissing his cheek.
"Why don't you and Percy come with me, eh? The captain knows a way to cure sea sickness." Said Hermione. As both red heads followed her off, Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. Granger exchanged grins.
"Isn't that cute!" said Mrs. Granger happily. They had just witnessed the little kiss on the cheek scene and were becoming a bit excited. Mr. Weasley just chuckled, but Mr. Granger seemed horrified.
"Cute! She's only 14!" he announced.
"It's ok. Ron won't try anything with her. He's too naïve." Said Mrs. Weasley.
"I doubt that mum." Said George, causing all the adults to look at him. Ginny glared at her brother, and Harry looked up in interest.
"Yeah. Ron isn't a little boy any more. He's 15 now. Don't you know how a teenage boy's mind works yet mum? After all, you have six of us." Said Fred. Mr. Granger's eyes went wide and the women shook their heads.
"Both of you stop that." Whispered Mr. Weasley. "You're scaring Hermione's father." The twins began laughing and Harry rolled his eyes, turning to Ginny.
"Fred and George are pros when it comes to scaring girls' dad aren't they?" he asked. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Later that evening, Percy and Ron had returned with Hermione ready for dinner. They both looked better than they did earlier. Mrs. Granger smiled and had Hermione sit next to her while the twins dragged Ron in between them, probably to tease him in whispers Harry figured.
"Feeling any better dear?" asked Mrs. Weasley.
"Yes ma'am." Answered both her boys, pulling some food toward them. "Who would have thought muggles could cure sea sickness with out a potion." Hermione rolled her eyes.
"You're actually lucky he knew one that worked. Sometimes the cures don't hold too well." She told them. Ron looked up from his plate and smiled at her cheerfully.
"That's ok. I'm sure you won't mind taking care of us. it's better than when Fred or George get sick." The twins looked up and frowned.
"You don't know the pains of sickness until you suffer our sickness." Said George. Their parents and Ginny laughed and Harry tried not to choke on his food as he geld it in.
"Really, George is it? Why don't you guys tell us about it." Suggested Mrs. Granger. As they sat through the twins' exaggerated pains, Hermione made eye contact with Ron so that he knew they should sneak off and talk.
"So Hermione, heard anything from Vicky yet?" asked Ron suddenly, and everyone stopped what they were doing.
"No Ron, but I suppose he'll really want to hear from me since we haven't seen each other for a while. I promised to see him this summer any way. Maybe I'll see if I can stay there a week before going to your house."
"You wouldn't." Ron yelled, slamming his hands on the table as he stood up.
"Want to try me?" Hermione yelled just as loud, copying his movements and scaring everyone. They began yelling back and forth before Mr. Weasley stood and yelled over them both.
"You two should take this out side." He said sternly. Ron nodded and they both left. The twins looked at their dad in shock.
"Really dad, was that necessary?" asked Fred sarcastically. When they got outside, Hermione shoved Ron playfully.
"Pretty genius of you." She said cheerfully and he grinned.
"Yeah, well I am a natural when it comes to starting arguments. You know that of course." He said. "So, what did you want to talk about?"
"Telling my dad about us." Answered Hermione and Ron cringed. He leaned on the railing of the boat. "And the others of course. but my dad'll be the hardest to tell." She told him.
"You're crazy you know. Your dad'll murder me." He said, looking at her. "He won't understand. Probably wants you to marry some rich muggle for all I know." Hermione rolled her eyes and grabbed him by the front of his shirt, making his look her in the eyes.
"Get over your fears Weasley. We're going to have to tell them sooner or later." She said. Ron looked at her sadly.
"But I don't wanna." He pouted and she kissed him.
"Get over yourself." She said, and let go of him, stepping away. "You'll tell them. After al, when it comes to making marriage announcements, you'll have an even harder time." She said and walked off.
"Who ever said anything about marriage!" called Ron, chasing after her. When they had made the announcement, everyone was pretty much happy that one of them had finally given on to their affections for each other, but the twins teased Ron nonstop.
"Well dad. What do you say?" asked Hermione. Mr. Granger was still sitting in his seat looking pretty much shocked. He was acting as if they had just announced their engagement or that Hermione was pregnant. Then he finally smiled.
"I'm proud of you dear. Couldn't have wanted you to date a better boy." He said and Hermione smiled triumphantly at Ron. As they all sat around, listening to the twins and Harry talk about their Quidditch matches, Mr. Granger took the time to lean to the side and threaten Ron with severe torture if he hurt Hermione or got her pregnant. Ron grinned nervously and nodded, having a feeling this trip was going to be a bit more of a challenge than it had already been having to avoid being drowned by the twins or sharing a bed with George every now and then.