Ch. 2

            Ron stepped on the brake slowly to park his car in the three-car garage attached to his home. It had been an extremely long day at work and Ron's mind kept replaying what Hermione had asked him earlier that morning.

            'Is the thrill gone, Ron?'

            It wouldn't stop sounding in his head. He was tired of it. He wanted to know why his wife could think such a thing. They had been married for four years now and it had been the best four years of his life. He had to show her that the thrill wasn't gone; he had to make her believe.

            He unlocked the oak front door quietly and sat his briefcase down in its usual place. He silently removed his coat and placed it on the rack. His eyes automatically went to the computer room located off the living room and noticed his wife wasn't where she normally was every day when he came home, in front of the computer.

            'Hmm, that's odd.' Ron thought to himself.

            Ron quietly crept up the stairs to see if his wife was in their bedroom, but once again, he didn't see her.

            'Maybe she's in the bathroom?'

            For a third time, Hermione was absent.

            Ron headed back down the stairs, now becoming worried.

            "Hermione!" Ron yelled.

            'Where could that woman be?'

            Ron began to head for the kitchen to phone Hermione's parents, when he spotted a note on the kitchen counter.

My dearest Ron,

I've gone to Harry and Ginny's early. Don't forget to be there by 6:30!

I love you!

Yours always,

'Mione

            Ron gave a loud sigh and glanced at the clock. It read 6:42.

            "Shit. I'm already late… Must get going, no time to change now." Ron said aloud and then apparated.

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            "Gin, I hope this works… it's going to be pretty funny to see their faces…" Hermione was caught in another stream of giggles when the doorbell sounded.

            "Ron!" Harry's loud voice floated into the bathroom in which Ginny and Hermione were in.

            "Best we get down there now before they suspect something?" Ginny gave Hermione a questionable glance then got up and opened the bathroom door quietly.

            "Wait, Gin. A little after dinner, right?"

            "Right."

            Ginny left the bathroom and Hermione exited after her, locking the door behind her.

            "RON!" Ginny squealed with delight as she ran down the stairs to hug her brother.

            Ron smiled at his gorgeous kid sister and gave her a warm embrace.

            When Hermione appeared on the top stair, Ron's jaw dropped. Not only was she his smart, talented, beautiful wife, but she looked absolutely stunning standing there, not paying attention to anyone but him. She didn't have on anything too formal or dressy, but the way her hips swayed while she was walking down the stairs in her blue jean knee-length skirt made him drool. He'd never seen anything more gorgeous than what he was witnessing at that moment. Her chestnut brown hair was pulled out of her face in a lose bun with only a few ringlets escaping. The red turtle neck she wore hugged her upper body in a confined way. And of course he couldn't help but notice her knee-high black leather boots.

            Once Ginny noticed that her older brother wasn't paying much attention to her anymore, she let go of him and started talking to Harry about when dinner would be ready.

            "What's wrong, honey?" Hermione said sweetly, her voice sounding so innocent.

            "N-n-n… nothing… n-nothing." Ron stuttered.

            "You act as if something's the matter?" Hermione gave her husband a pouty face and stopped in front of him once she was down the long flight of stairs.

            'Don't do this to me, Hermione… Not here, at least.' Ron thought to himself, trying to keep his feelings contained.

            "Nothing's… wrong." Ron finally spoke without stuttering.

            "Ginny, I think I need your help in the… erm… kitchen?" Harry said giving Ginny one of those 'let's give them a moment alone' looks that Ginny new too well from living in a house of older brothers that were all married.

            She couldn't help but remember how many times she'd received that look from Percy when he and Penelope were married… or how many times Fred had glanced at her like that when Angelina had come into the family. George and Katie hadn't failed to be the same way either.

            "Sure, honey. I'd love to help you."

            Harry took Ginny's hand and started towards the kitchen.

            "Hmm… that's strange. Oh, well. Honey, how was your day?" Hermione gave a side-glance at Harry and Ginny as they exited the room and then looked back at her hubby.

            "It was fine… long, though." Ron said, still gaping at his wife.

            Hermione began to play with her silver necklace that Ron had given her their first Christmas together as a married couple.

            "Oh…"

            Before Hermione could continue on with what she was about to say, Ron was kissing her. It had surprised her at first, but after the first few seconds, she responded. Her hands went around his neck, as his did around her waist. Hermione pulled away a few seconds later and spoke first.

            "Wow. That was surprising." She grinned up at her husband who was still holding her in his arms.

            "Sorry, couldn't help myself." He smiled down at his wife.

            He kissed her again, this time a bit more passionate. But this time, Ron pulled away first.

            "So, do you still think the same thing?"

            "What are you talking about, honey?" Hermione was still looking up into her husband's eyes.

            "You know… this morning when you asked me if the thrill was gone?" Ron's expression turned into one that reminded Hermione of a puppy dog begging for food.

            "Oh, Ron, you're still thinking about that? I was half kidding when I asked it anyway." Hermione grinned at her husband.

            "Only half kidding? So that makes you half… serious?"

            Hermione rolled her eyes.

            "No silly. Here let me show you how I know the thrill isn't gone and we'll see if you're still thinking about it."

            Hermione stood on her tiptoes and placed her mouth upon his.

            "Now, we must not forget Ginny and Harry. Let's go…" Hermione took his right hand from around her waist and pulled him toward the kitchen.

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            Hermione and Ron had just entered the kitchen when they spotted Harry and Ginny doing exactly what they had been doing only seconds before.

            "Whoops." Ron whispered to Hermione and they began to sneak out of the kitchen.

            Before they had escaped from the kitchen unnoticed, Ginny spotted them.

            "Oh, my. Sorry for that…" Ginny turned a bright shade of pink and pushed Harry away.

            "Dinner's ready now, let's eat. Go on, Ginny… Hermione, go sit down. We'll bring in the dinner, won't we, Ron?" Harry gave a confused Ron a look that made Ron nod his head in agreement.

            "Well, okay… if you insist, but I need to talk to you for just one minute." Ginny looked straight at Harry and they departed into the living room.

            Hermione shrugged her shoulders at her still confused-looking husband.

            "We're going to tell them, right?" Ginny asked looking up into her husband's very emerald green eyes. Ginny thought she noticed a little spark of joy in them.

            "Of course… We can't not tell them. We'll tell them before we tell your parents… those are the two I'm worried about."            Harry smiled at his wife and kissed her on the forehead quickly and gave her hand a gentle squeeze before going back into the kitchen.

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A/N~~~ Yay! Done with Ch. 2… thanks for the UNO review! C'mon guys…. PLEASE Review! I really do enjoy them… ALMOST as much as I love writing my stories.

Now, about the story… I'm sure you've figured out what Ginny and Harry are going to tell Ron and Hermione… or maybe not? Find out soon… well as soon as yall start reviewing! :-p