Problems at the Burrow
Chapter 3: To Tell the Truth
A/N: Sorry about my name change again. I promise I won't change it an more. I just switched favorite characters on everyone. I love Ron now, even though it took me three times at the theater to decide that was who I liked. I even made a necklace that says 'Rupert' on it. I absolutely love it! And, just so y'alls know... I upped my rating a little bit due to the ending of 'Backfire' and this chapter. I can't help it... I have a dirty mind... I can't get it out of the gutter... Sorry, I'm not that big of a perve... Anyhoo... Better run. I'll talk to u all later thought peeps...!!!
Disclaimer: I won nothing. I would like to own something, but I really don't. Oh well. If I owned them, I would not be writing on the internet. But I would answer my fan mail myself, and autograph my own pictures. Just like Gilderoy Lockheart. Though I would not be zooming away on my broomstick in the picture. I would probably have my ugly cheerleading picture. Or I would take a picture of Britney Spears or Katie Holmes or somthing and autograph that.
Dedication: To my regulars (Sommy, Tropical Fishy, Saralea, and Wendy - HEY! CONGRATS!) and to everyone who wanted me to continue my story. And also to my coach, who let us out early so I could finish my Christopher Pike book and get home and type!! To my dad, who let me and Tiff go see CoS again today, at 12:15. Someone buy his car already!
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After a very, very intresting two hours (Mum had come in and found Hermione giving me another hickey, after Fred and George had left the table because they were grossed out). We ended up tying Hermione to a chair while I examined my neck in the mirror. Harry and Ginny paced my bedroom while Hermione pouted, biting her bottum lip. She looked very hot, and I couldn't help giving in to her pleading every now and then. And after about two and a half hours, Ginny mumbled, "Why isn't it wearing off?" She plopped down on my bed, and Harry sat beside her, face scrunched up in thought.
"I thought for sure that it would wear off... Didn't make it too strong..." Ginny sighed, giving me an exhausted look. "Ron, can't you help us at all?"
"Nope," I said, grinning. "You got us into this mess, you'll get us out. Plus, I just found out that the girl I've had a crush since the second year... Or sometime before then... Anyway, I just found out that she likes me. So, I'm thinking I just might take advantage of that." I cocked my head over to Hermione, who had a wide grin on her face.
"This is so not helping," Ginny mumbled.
Hermione erupted in giggles, and mumbled, "Take these ridiculous things off. I'm no longer under the spell." She sat still, waiting for one of us to move. She sighed exasperatedly when none of us did. "Well, come on now everyone. I'm serious."
"You already tried this one," Harry said after a moment. "Then you leaped up and mauled Ron." He grimaced at the memory. "I don't believe you."
"I wouldn't be able to tell you the reverse spell to the Espemiruos curse, and also the definition of a Podigrant, if I was still cursed. Podigrant - which is a leaf like animal, that camoflagues itself in a forrest -"
"Ok, ok, we believe you!" I said after a moment. I realeased her ropes, and she hoped up, straightening her clothing. She tucked her bangs behind her ears, and giggled.
"I'm going to be right back," she said, blushing suddenly. She openned the door to my room, then closed it softly before going into the hall. I sighed, then turned to Ginny. She looked amazed, and then grinned knowingly (a look that I knew very well; but most Weasley's did).
"She has been acting that whole time!" she exclaimed, smacking Harry gently on the knee (a very nice gesture of friendship... but I was beginning to think the two had other feelings for eachother - but that would be wrong. Harry and Ginny? Makes me gag inside). "She just pretended to be under the potion's influence for the past half hour. Good girl," she added.
"Why do you say that? She got me in trouble!" I exclaimed (when Mum found us snogging, she went starch white and promised that my Father would hear about this - that may not sound so bad, but it meant that he was going to give me a 'talk', if you know what I mean!). "That's not my idea of a good girl."
"Well, you know what they say about the good girls," Harry said, shaking his head. When none of us agreed he glanced up, green eyes incredulous. "Don't tell me you don't know what they say? Well, they say that good girls are bad girls that don't get caught. And from the looks of it, Hermione hasn't ever been caught." He grinned at me, and I was trying to not punch him in the stomach.
"Watch what you say, Harry," Ginny said. "Ronnikins may get a little protective of his new girlfriend." Ginny giggled as she saw the muscles in my jaw tightening. I was grinding my teeth together so hard that I was sure they would go 'poof' into dust. But they didn't, and I stopped grinding them as the door openned a little, and Hermione poked her head in. She looked beautiful. Cheeks flushed, (making her skin have a nice happy glow) hair mussed, (from our long period of snogging... before she got tied to the chair) eyes wide, (and extremely pretty...) lips still swollen and very pink.
"Can I talk to you in private, Ginny?" she asked. Ginny nodded, grinning smugly at me. I had a bad feeling about the conversation that was about to happen in my sister's bedroom.
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"Ginny, I'm just going to die now," I said, waving my hands franticly as I paced in her bedroom. I was suprised the floor wasn't worn by now from where I was walking. "I'm just going to die. I've never done anything like that before..." I had never been kissed nor kissed anyone before. I wasn't sure if I was good or not, and I wasn't sure if Ron wanted it or not. But he had kissed back. So I couldn't have been that bad. I mean, he wouldn't just keep kissing if I was kissing like some puppy dog now would he?
"You won't die," she said soothingly. I had no idea what she was talking about. Of course I would die!
"Yes I will. The twins saw me and Percey probably did, too... They'll think I'm some sort of bad girl... And I don't remember half the things I did." I stopped pacing suddenly, raising one hand to halt whatever Ginny was about to say. Brushing back my hair with my other hand, I whispered, "We didn't go all the way, did we?" I asked.
"Of course not! Ron has more respect for you than that. He would never do that... Trust me. He wouldn't know how to, anyway. But that's not the point. You didn't do anything... Extremely bad, and it was just kissing. but Mum did see you... I don't think she was that mad." Ginny smirked, then added, "She and I have had an on going bet about you two." (At this point, I had started pacing again. I was doomed. Truly, truly doomed.)
"A bet?" I asked, nearly yelling. "You've been betting on Ron and I? Well, I feel loved now don't I?" I plopped down on the floor, my head in my hands. "I just don't want to think I'm easy or anything. Ginny, I think I love him. It's a scary thought, but I've never felt this strongly about anyone or anything before in my life. Sometimes, all I think about is him. I just don't want to ruin whatever chances I have or will ever have with him." I finished with a flourish, sighing.
Ginny sat with a stunned look on her face, grinning. She chuckled for a moment, then said, "Hermione, I think you're in love." She got up and patted my shoulder. "Hermione, you're in love. Now just go and tell Ron that you happen to be in love with him." Just then, Mrs. Weasley called that dinner was ready (I didn't think then that I could stomach anything... But I ended up eating enough for an entire army so that I would'nt have to talk at all).
And though I ate all that stuff at the Weasley's, I didn't gain any weight. Guess snogging burns a lot of calories.
Please review, and I will love you all forever and ever!
Chapter 3: To Tell the Truth
A/N: Sorry about my name change again. I promise I won't change it an more. I just switched favorite characters on everyone. I love Ron now, even though it took me three times at the theater to decide that was who I liked. I even made a necklace that says 'Rupert' on it. I absolutely love it! And, just so y'alls know... I upped my rating a little bit due to the ending of 'Backfire' and this chapter. I can't help it... I have a dirty mind... I can't get it out of the gutter... Sorry, I'm not that big of a perve... Anyhoo... Better run. I'll talk to u all later thought peeps...!!!
Disclaimer: I won nothing. I would like to own something, but I really don't. Oh well. If I owned them, I would not be writing on the internet. But I would answer my fan mail myself, and autograph my own pictures. Just like Gilderoy Lockheart. Though I would not be zooming away on my broomstick in the picture. I would probably have my ugly cheerleading picture. Or I would take a picture of Britney Spears or Katie Holmes or somthing and autograph that.
Dedication: To my regulars (Sommy, Tropical Fishy, Saralea, and Wendy - HEY! CONGRATS!) and to everyone who wanted me to continue my story. And also to my coach, who let us out early so I could finish my Christopher Pike book and get home and type!! To my dad, who let me and Tiff go see CoS again today, at 12:15. Someone buy his car already!
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After a very, very intresting two hours (Mum had come in and found Hermione giving me another hickey, after Fred and George had left the table because they were grossed out). We ended up tying Hermione to a chair while I examined my neck in the mirror. Harry and Ginny paced my bedroom while Hermione pouted, biting her bottum lip. She looked very hot, and I couldn't help giving in to her pleading every now and then. And after about two and a half hours, Ginny mumbled, "Why isn't it wearing off?" She plopped down on my bed, and Harry sat beside her, face scrunched up in thought.
"I thought for sure that it would wear off... Didn't make it too strong..." Ginny sighed, giving me an exhausted look. "Ron, can't you help us at all?"
"Nope," I said, grinning. "You got us into this mess, you'll get us out. Plus, I just found out that the girl I've had a crush since the second year... Or sometime before then... Anyway, I just found out that she likes me. So, I'm thinking I just might take advantage of that." I cocked my head over to Hermione, who had a wide grin on her face.
"This is so not helping," Ginny mumbled.
Hermione erupted in giggles, and mumbled, "Take these ridiculous things off. I'm no longer under the spell." She sat still, waiting for one of us to move. She sighed exasperatedly when none of us did. "Well, come on now everyone. I'm serious."
"You already tried this one," Harry said after a moment. "Then you leaped up and mauled Ron." He grimaced at the memory. "I don't believe you."
"I wouldn't be able to tell you the reverse spell to the Espemiruos curse, and also the definition of a Podigrant, if I was still cursed. Podigrant - which is a leaf like animal, that camoflagues itself in a forrest -"
"Ok, ok, we believe you!" I said after a moment. I realeased her ropes, and she hoped up, straightening her clothing. She tucked her bangs behind her ears, and giggled.
"I'm going to be right back," she said, blushing suddenly. She openned the door to my room, then closed it softly before going into the hall. I sighed, then turned to Ginny. She looked amazed, and then grinned knowingly (a look that I knew very well; but most Weasley's did).
"She has been acting that whole time!" she exclaimed, smacking Harry gently on the knee (a very nice gesture of friendship... but I was beginning to think the two had other feelings for eachother - but that would be wrong. Harry and Ginny? Makes me gag inside). "She just pretended to be under the potion's influence for the past half hour. Good girl," she added.
"Why do you say that? She got me in trouble!" I exclaimed (when Mum found us snogging, she went starch white and promised that my Father would hear about this - that may not sound so bad, but it meant that he was going to give me a 'talk', if you know what I mean!). "That's not my idea of a good girl."
"Well, you know what they say about the good girls," Harry said, shaking his head. When none of us agreed he glanced up, green eyes incredulous. "Don't tell me you don't know what they say? Well, they say that good girls are bad girls that don't get caught. And from the looks of it, Hermione hasn't ever been caught." He grinned at me, and I was trying to not punch him in the stomach.
"Watch what you say, Harry," Ginny said. "Ronnikins may get a little protective of his new girlfriend." Ginny giggled as she saw the muscles in my jaw tightening. I was grinding my teeth together so hard that I was sure they would go 'poof' into dust. But they didn't, and I stopped grinding them as the door openned a little, and Hermione poked her head in. She looked beautiful. Cheeks flushed, (making her skin have a nice happy glow) hair mussed, (from our long period of snogging... before she got tied to the chair) eyes wide, (and extremely pretty...) lips still swollen and very pink.
"Can I talk to you in private, Ginny?" she asked. Ginny nodded, grinning smugly at me. I had a bad feeling about the conversation that was about to happen in my sister's bedroom.
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"Ginny, I'm just going to die now," I said, waving my hands franticly as I paced in her bedroom. I was suprised the floor wasn't worn by now from where I was walking. "I'm just going to die. I've never done anything like that before..." I had never been kissed nor kissed anyone before. I wasn't sure if I was good or not, and I wasn't sure if Ron wanted it or not. But he had kissed back. So I couldn't have been that bad. I mean, he wouldn't just keep kissing if I was kissing like some puppy dog now would he?
"You won't die," she said soothingly. I had no idea what she was talking about. Of course I would die!
"Yes I will. The twins saw me and Percey probably did, too... They'll think I'm some sort of bad girl... And I don't remember half the things I did." I stopped pacing suddenly, raising one hand to halt whatever Ginny was about to say. Brushing back my hair with my other hand, I whispered, "We didn't go all the way, did we?" I asked.
"Of course not! Ron has more respect for you than that. He would never do that... Trust me. He wouldn't know how to, anyway. But that's not the point. You didn't do anything... Extremely bad, and it was just kissing. but Mum did see you... I don't think she was that mad." Ginny smirked, then added, "She and I have had an on going bet about you two." (At this point, I had started pacing again. I was doomed. Truly, truly doomed.)
"A bet?" I asked, nearly yelling. "You've been betting on Ron and I? Well, I feel loved now don't I?" I plopped down on the floor, my head in my hands. "I just don't want to think I'm easy or anything. Ginny, I think I love him. It's a scary thought, but I've never felt this strongly about anyone or anything before in my life. Sometimes, all I think about is him. I just don't want to ruin whatever chances I have or will ever have with him." I finished with a flourish, sighing.
Ginny sat with a stunned look on her face, grinning. She chuckled for a moment, then said, "Hermione, I think you're in love." She got up and patted my shoulder. "Hermione, you're in love. Now just go and tell Ron that you happen to be in love with him." Just then, Mrs. Weasley called that dinner was ready (I didn't think then that I could stomach anything... But I ended up eating enough for an entire army so that I would'nt have to talk at all).
And though I ate all that stuff at the Weasley's, I didn't gain any weight. Guess snogging burns a lot of calories.
Please review, and I will love you all forever and ever!