A/N: Yes…we all know the drill. The owner of Harry Potter? Not I, damn you, nope…it is not me. cries

Ch 3: Ronald Panics

The scream reached all ears in the house, making everyone turn their heads towards the sound. Mean while it was pure torturous ear-splitting noise to Ron who was in front of the person screaming. Apparently, the bathroom was NOT vacant, and the poor redhead learned that the hard way. When he opened the door, he had walked in on Hermione who had just finished her shower and was covering herself hastily with her towel.

"RON! GET OUT!" she shrieked.

Poor Ron, who didn't see anything, but was blushing furiously anyway, freaked out and handed Hermione her robe off of the door. Immediately after, he slammed the door and laid back on it, breathing heavily as if he just ran a race. He then pushed himself slowly off of the door, still red as a brick and shaking all over. As he re- entered his room and sat on his bed, he put his robe over his face. Not saying a word to the confused Harry who had ran upstairs after he heard the scream.

"Ron? What happened over there? Who in the world screamed like that?" he asked.

Harry asked this about three times to Ron, until he finally got an answer from the boy who was hiding under his blinding orange robe. Ron pulled the robe off of him and stared at Harry. Shaking his head, he put his face in his hands.

"It was Hermione. I walked in on her in the bathroom Harry...I-" he stopped speaking and smacked his forehead.

His voice was very high, and he seemed to have no control over it as his sentence broke at the end. Harry looked as if he were about to burst laughing, but held it in as he didn't want to make his friend feel any worse. He was in a cross between smiling and chuckling. Finally taking a deep breath he managed to hold in his laughter fully.

"It couldn't have been all that bad Ron…I mean, you didn't see anything, right?" he asked.

All he got in response was a shake from Ron's head. Then he saw an eye open through his fingers.

"Harry what if she thinks I'm some sort of...pervert now? Then I wont be able to...to you know...tell her!" he said shrilly.

Ron looked as if he were about to cry and Harry had to bite his lip to keep from laughing at his friend. So he just took another huge breath of air and let it out, letting the laugh fade away into a shaky breath.

"Look Ron, just because you stumble in on Hermione in the bathroom, doesn't mean you committed a crime. Besides, um...I'm sure she won't hurt you that much." He said slowly.

Harry finally laughed lightly and got up, patting his friend's leg in reassurance and then exiting the room.

"You're a lot of bloody help..." Ron muttered, listening to Harry as he left the room, and then hearing him break into laughter.

As Harry left the room with a red face from laughing, he headed down the stairs into the sitting room. As he walked to the armchair by the fireplace, he noticed there was somebody already in it. The person looked up and smiled at the boy brightly. Her chocolate brown eyes sparkled from the sunlight streaming through the window.

"Oh, hello Harry." she spoke softly.

Harry smiled at the girl and took a seat in front of her on the couch.

"Hey Ginny, long time no see huh?" He said while clearing his throat which was slightly raw from laughing.

Ginny grinned again and nodded while shutting her book. When Hermione and Harry arrived, Ginny had been in her bedroom reading, and didn't come out until she heard the scream. She was going to say hello to Harry before, but she got sidetracked from her book.

"I was going to say hi earlier, but I've been reading all day, I just can't put this book down. I was in my room all that time, and when I heard Hermione, I came out to see what happened, but all I remember is seeing her run past me and into my room. So I left and came down here to read." She said shrugging.

Harry nodded and laughed, running a hand unknowingly through his hair. It really wasn't helping since; it just made it even more unruly.

"Yea, Ron kind of...um…walked in on her in the bathroom. He's actually still in his room, I think he's too scared to come out and face Hermione." He said while snickering.

Both of them laughed hard together, and Ginny shook her head.

"Oh Merlin, poor innocent Ron, I'm guessing he's a little afraid to tell her how he feels now...right?" she asked with a smirk planted on her face.

Harry nodded and then raised his eyebrows.

"You knew?" he asked in surprise.

Ginny nodded and flicked a piece of her red hair out of her eyes.

"He told me earlier today before you guys came over. So of course I told him that I already knew because it was so obvious! I was surprised he didn't even realize it, how could you not tell?" she said.

She giggled lightly at the thought of Ron's troubles and looked down at her book still laughing. Harry smirked and nodded at her.

"That is true, I told that to him too. Did he tell you what he did that night of the Yule Ball?" he asked.

Ginny's smile widened and she nodded.

"You mean with the Krum doll? Oh yea, he told me all about that." She said leaning back over the armchair, her legs dangling from the side arm.

Harry snorted and stared up at the ceiling.

"I wonder what he is going to do about Hermione…I also wonder what she's going to do to him."

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