A/N thank you for all the comments. I'm so happy you all like it. I've
been trying to write my one big hit story, maybe this will be it? Anyway,
here's chapter 4.

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Chapter 4: Future Plans.

"It's okay, Gin," Hermione said, comforting her friend a couple days later.
"Harry won't break his promise. He'll be here for the wedding. He'll be
back, and in one piece."

"Yeah, but will her be alive?" Ginny asked, shooting the question that had
bee on her mind at Hermione.

"Of course he will," Hermione said, wishing she felt as confident as she
sounded.

"How can you be sure, Mione?" Ginny asked, tears running down her face.

"Ginny, think about how many times Harry has faced Voldemort. He said
himself that Voldemort was weak. This should be a breeze for Harry,"
Hermione said, actually convincing herself this time.

"I hope your right, Mione," Ginny said, laying down on her tear stained
pillow.

"Come on, Gin, let's go downstairs and see if Katie and Leesh want to go
shopping, or go house searching." Hermione said.

"Okay, I guess spending Harry's money would make me feel better," Ginny
said, laughing.

"See, you're better already. I'll go downstairs while you're getting
ready." Hermione left the room.

Ginny sat on her bed for a while and washed away her tears. She put on a
put more make-up (using her wand, of course) and walked downstairs.

"NO, NO, NO," she heard Hermione's voice.

"Oh come on, Hermione. You're the only one who doesn't want it, Harry and
Ginny included, oh, Ginny what do you think of this?" Ron said. The table
was split by the preference of this new fight, which was everyone vs.
Hermione.

"If we all move next door to each other, we can make a Quidditch field!"
George said excitedly.

"NO!" Hermione yelled.

"Hermione," Fred began, "you're the only one who didn't play Quidditch.
You're out numbered."

"But.NO QUIDDITCH!!!!" Hermione yelled.

"I think it's a good idea, Hermione," Ginny said, sitting down next to Ron.

"See, Mione!" Ron said.

"Harry thinks so too," Ginny said, speaking for her fiancé.

"There, it's settled," Fred said.

"But." Hermione said, helplessly.

"Give it up, Hermione," Katie said.

"We could even have Quidditch teams," George said, very excited.

"We'd each have to have three and a half children," Fred said, getting the
number off his new muggle toy, a cluckulator.

"A half?" Alicia asked.

"Hm, that doesn't seem right." Fred said, trying the problem again on his
cluckulator. He got the same answer.

"Damn thing," Fred yelled, pounding it on the table. He did this
repeatedly.

"Honey," Katie said, grabbing Fred's arm. "You're going to hurt someone."
Fred threw is cluckulator across the room.

"Okay, we agreed on that," Ron said. Hermione gave him a hateful stare.

"Now, where should we live?" Katie said, bringing the twins and Ron back to
reality.

"Oh yeah," Fred said.

"A house, forgot about that," George said.

"We'd need a big backyard," Ron commented.

"Really?!" Ginny asked, giving her brother a stupid stare.

"Well, I don't want to be isolated," Alicia commented.

"Let's go just outside a wizard village," Ginny suggested.

"We can make four houses like the Burrow," Hermione said.

"Held up by magic," Fred commented proudly.

"And sturdy as a rock," George said, pudding the table. A pot fell off the
wall.

"The Burrow is so homey, I want to live somewhere like it," Alicia said
dreamily.

"How about just outside Hogsmeade, around where Angelina and Oliver live,
but a block away," Ginny suggested.

"Sounds good," George said.

"We'll go check out the land ad see if we can by it," Fred said, standing
up.

"Come, little Ronniekins," George said, grinning.

"Shut up," Ron said, his ears turning red.

"You'll always little Ronniekins to us," Fred said, apperating. George
followed. Ron rolled his eyes, but did the same.

"Sounds good to us! A twin free day!" Alicia said, sitting back.

"Let's go to Diagon Alley and get our Quidditch stuff," Ginny begged.

"Sure Gin," Katie said, apperating.

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Ginny walked into the shop, filled with Quidditch supplies. Katie and
Alicia went to go look at Quafles, Hermione went to look at the Beater's
club. Ginny went to the snitch section. Rows and rows of beautiful golden
snitches. Ginny picked out the shiniest of them all and went to look a
bludgers, since Hermione refused to go near them.

The balls were calm. To get a bludger to go insane, you have to cast a
spell, and obviously, these hadn't been started yet.

Ginny looked at the golden snitch in her hand. Silent tears streamed down
her face.

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A/N I love writing this fic. It's pretty fun. Thanks, every one, and
please R&R.