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Chapter 4: Night Talk

That night Ron, Hermione, Harry, Ginny, Fred, and George decided to eat dinner outside. It was perfect weather. It was warm and there was a very slight breeze. They set up a big picnic blanket under an old tree by the garden. They brought their plates of food outside and sat in a big circle on the blanket. After dinner, they stayed outside and sat under the tree and talked for hours.

Harry leaned back against the tree and listened to everyone's conversations. He didn't really feel like talking. Fred and George were trying to convince Ron to help them with their joke shop.

"Ron, we were thinking that if we could save up enough money, we could buy ourselves new brooms!" Fred was saying enthusiastically.

"Of course, we wouldn't be able to get anything fancy, but I'm sure we could buy a couple Nimbus 2001s." George was trying to figure out in his head how much they would have to make to buy three Nimbus 2001s and how long it would take them to make that much money.

Ron's face lit up. Harry knew that Ron had always loved fast brooms and loved Quidditch. Ron thought Quidditch was the best sport ever invented and Harry agreed. Harry loved the feeling of flying on his Firebolt. Harry looked over to where Hermione and Ginny were sitting. They were whispering to each other about something and both of them kept breaking out into fits of giggles.

It was just then that Harry noticed something. 'Ginny sure has grown up a lot since last year,' he thought to himself. 'Why haven't I noticed it before?'

Harry was right. Ginny had gotten taller and a bit curvier, and her hair was a good bit longer. Harry noticed how her red hair shined when the setting sun hit it. It seemed to be alive with fire. Her blue eyes sparkled in the dim light and her mouth was curved into a small smile as Hermione whispered something to her. She and Hermione laughed again.

'She's so cute when she laughs.' Harry thought. Suddenly he blinked. Ginny sat on the blanket, laughing just as she had before. Harry shook his head. 'Wow, where did that come from? You didn't just think that, Harry. No way. She's Ron's little sister. You don't like her. Not in that way.'

Harry sighed. It probably didn't mean anything. Harry saw that Fred and George had left Ron and had gone inside. While he had been daydreaming, Ron had gotten a very strange look on his face as he watched Hermione. Harry heard a bit of Hermione and Ginny's conversation.

"Really?" Ginny was whispering excitedly. "Are you going?"

"I don't know yet," Hermione sighed, smiling shyly.

Harry didn't know what they were talking about, but Ron did, judging by the look on his face. It was a look of anger and hurt.

"What's wrong?" Harry mouthed at Ron. Ron just shook his head. "Let's go inside," Harry whispered, concerned. Ron nodded.

Harry faked a big yawn and stretched, saying "I think Ron and I are going to go inside. We're tired."

"Ok," Ginny and Hermione said in unison.

Ron and Harry stood up.

"Are you two coming in?" Ron asked.

"We'll be in soon." Hermione replied.

"Ok," Ron said. "Goodnight, then."

"Night, Ron, Harry," Hermione said.

"Goodnight," Ginny said, smiling at the two boys.

Harry and Ron went inside and up to Ron's room, where they were both going to sleep. They put their pajamas on and got into bed. Well, Ron was in his bed. Harry was on an inflatable mattress on the floor. They both stared at the ceiling.

"So what's up?" Harry asked quietly.

"Well, I sort of overheard part of Hermione and Ginny's conversation," Ron's voice said from his bed. "Hermione said that she got another letter from Viktor. He said he missed her and he invited her to come back to Bulgaria for Christmas."

"Oh," Harry said, thinking. He could understand why Ron was upset.

"Is there anything I could do to stop her?" Ron asked hopelessly.

"I think that we'll have to wait until it's closer to Christmas," Harry said.

"Oh that's just great. Why the hell do I have to be in love with my best friend?!?!" Ron asked no one in particular. He sounded very agitated. Harry didn't respond. Ron peeked over the side of his bed and saw that Harry had fallen asleep. He was snoring slightly. Ron stared at the ceiling for another hour or so, but wasn't awake to hear Ginny and Hermione come up to bed, and the next thing he knew it was morning again.

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