Once Harry was done talking to his best friend, Hermione, he went upstairs to the highest room, in the highest tower. Kinda like a fairytale.

Ron was sleeping. The bad thing about rooming with Ron was that sometimes he talked in his sleep... like once after the Yule Ball, Ron was saying how good Hermione looked in those dress robes. He was awfully loud, so the fifth year dormitory, Neville, Seamus, Harry, Ron, and who else? O yea, Dean, all knew he liked his best friend, sad really. Why can't they just tell each other? Pity.

Harry was finally drifting off to sleep when a pillow hit his face. Ron was talking and turning and saying stuff like, "Bad picture!" "Get your dirty hands off of her you damn Bulgarian!" "I'm sorry Hermione."
"I l-l-l-love you."

Harry threw the pillow back and starting saying stuff like, "Ron, what if Hermione likes you?"

"Well, then I'd kiss her and hug her and maybe we'd even... mmmmuffmmfuuf..."
You see the last thing Ron said was not heard, to Harry's pleasure. Harry had stuffed the pillow in Ron's face. It was a good gesture at a time when your one best friend was talking about doing "things" with your other. Harry didn't want to imagine it. Hermione was like a sister. Ugh, your sister sleeping with your best friend... ewww!!

Back on track here, so Harry finally drifted off to sleep dreaming of corn on the cob, I mean he had to think of something besides Ron and Hermione... Corn on the cob was one of Harry's favorite foods, and he was really loving the dream, except Ron had just stepped on him.

"Harry? Time for some good old brekkie. Coming?"
Ron said slapping Harry with the same pillow. Harry just realized the Weaslys were going to meet the godfather, who was to them still a kind of murderer.

"I'm up. No!! Not that pillow! It's a horrible pillow, really, Ron. I'm coming. Hurry up. Getter off er me." Harry said being squished by the weight of his friend and the disgusting pillow. I mean it had spit on it.


"Well, Ginny's here. She came back for a week. Mum said there's a thing you can come to this summer. If ya want."

"OK." Harry said getting dressed and running downstairs with the Weasly boy.

"How are you Ron?" Harry asked.

"Fine, kind of pissed off, but er, fine." he said through gritted teeth.

"Why're you pissed off?" Harry asked trying to keep the subject off of Hermione, little did he know.

"Hermione loves Krum. You heard her last night. 'I don't think I like him, Harry, I think I love him.'"

"You didn't hear the first part of the conversation, did you?" Harry asked with a smile.

"No, why? What'd she say?"

"Can't tell ya, Ron." Harry said with a grin.


When Harry saw Ginny there, there was a long time when he wasn't taking any calls. Lost in a staring frenzy.

"OK, everyone. Today I'm gonna tell you why Ginny's here, and " Mrs. Weasly was cut off by a pat at the door.

"I'll get it." Ron, Hermione, and Harry said getting up.

"OK. Hurry up, now. Hermione don't trip." George and Fred had a laugh at that and Mrs. Weasly didn't mean it that way. Not for them to laugh anyway.

Hermione blushed and ran to the door with her friends. "Hi, Snuffles. You cute little doggy, you."

"Hermione! How're you doing?" Sirius said with a loud bark.

"Great, Snuffles."

"Hello Ron! How's your family? Harry and I are in a rush. I'm getting my records done today. They're gonna be cleared up."

"Staying for breakfast?"

Sirius licked his lips. "If it's alright."

"It's alright." Ron said with a grin.

"Snuffles, you want to sit by me? Ron you'll have to move next to Hermione." Harry said motioning for the dog to sit at the table.

"Um, sure. Hermione is that OK?" Ron said blushing as red as a geranium.

"Fine. Come on. I wanna find out the news." Hermione said looking Ron straight in the bright blue eyes. His heart felt cloudy when she did that.

"OK. Hello there doggy." Mrs. Weasly said shaking her head at Harry, "It's OK. I've told everyone. Sirius is Harry's godfather."

"Call me Snuffles." Sirius said with a bark.


"OK. The news. My sister and Red are getting married. In five days. Ron you're standing in it. Ginny, darling, you too. Fred, George, you're ushers. Hermione you'll be sitting next to Harry, if he can come." Mrs. Weasly said looking at Snuffles.

"'Course he can." Snuffles said loud enough for the sink to hear. Lord knows it probably has ears.

"Good. Hermione you'll need a dress. Ginny you too. Let's go shopping. Girl's day out, eh?" Mrs. Weasly said. "We got some money from the big quota sales at his job. We won. You'll all need tuxes. Oh, this'll be fun."

"Come on Ginny. Let's go get ready." Hermione said getting up, hugging Ron saying "We get to go shopping!" Then, she started jumping up and down.

Ginny acted the same way, except it was Harry next to her. Ron and Harry exchanged glances. 'Girls.' they thought shaking their heads. But they both loved it. They loved the girl's arms draped over their shoulders. Lucky Hermione.
When Hermione and Ginny came back down they brought with them a list. A long list.

"This is all our ideas, and er other stuff we might need." Ginny said looking at their glances. Mrs. Weasly grabbed her purse and was holding the girls by their shoulders, "Padded bras, eh?"

Sniggering started at the table.

Hermione and Ginny blushed.

"Let's go shopping now, ok?" Mrs. Weasly said giving her sons and husband, and Harry and Sirius looks.

" Are we going to that Muggle town. Are they coming?" Ginny asked crazy with questions.

"Yes, the boys'll meet us there. And they'll be on their best behavior. Remember. MUGGLES!!" Mrs. Weasly said pushing them out the door. She was just as eager.

"OK. We'll see you there." Hermione said. Then they all took out sunglasses put them on and turned around, it was all in unison. "See ya!"

And they walked out the door butts shaking back and forth.

Hey, I'm gonna try that.

"See ya!"


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