A/N: Okay, it's pretty much open season on Ron, many wishes of forgiveness
to the Ron enthusiasts. Anywho, sorry for the might bit of a delay. I got
tried up with work and water polo and when I was home I was tired. Yeah,
I'm a dead beat. Oh well! Feel free to give ideas and positive criticism!
Read, Review, Enjoy!
P.S. I know spectate isn't a word, but it's a fun fake one!
~~~
"He still thinks you did it." George said, unsuccessfully hiding a grin.
The identical grin beside him opened his mouth as well. "Sort of makes you wish you did, doesn't it?"
"Shove yourselves off the roof please. I don't wish I did it-"
"So you did do it?" George asked.
"Good man! I hoped you would get some soon."
"Maybe that dislodged the stick up Hermione's arse." George added.
"Eww, bad thoughts mate, bad thoughts." Fred said covering his ears and shutting his eyes.
"Not that way, you dolt."
"Both of you please shut it." Harry said irritably. "My sex life-"
"-Or lack there of-" George added.
"-Is none of our business." Fred finished. "We've heard that one before, did we take notice?"
"No, now if you would like to rephrase that to include terrible death and dismemberment-"
"-We still won't pay attention!"
"But we give points for imagination." They both grinned.
~~~
Fred and George were soon back to normal, but not after some handy work from Petra. They weren't the only things that received some magical enhancement. Music blared from no where, pictures of family that couldn't attend were hung on larger walls than there used to be. Banners flew and streamers were hung, this was to be a truly grand event.
People were arriving by the tons. Anyone and everyone that Mrs. Weasley had ever knitted a sweater for came through that door (Do you realize how many people that is?). Aunts and uncles poured in and pinched cheeks, friends that had been treated like family brought presents, and almost every teacher at Hogwarts attended the event. Since the defeat of the dark lord, any and every moment to celebrate has been done in grand style. This was no different.
Harry had yet to actually see Hermione since this morning. She was always somewhere else. He had also missed Ron, but that was more on purpose than anything else. Just as he was about to seek her out he was stopped.
"Quite everyone! Quite, she's coming!" Petra said as Bill turned out the lights and Percy stopped the music.
The door creaked open and instantly everyone yelled. "SURPRISE!"
"Oh, I didn't know you all cared so much!" Colin gushed. He wiped away a false tear and fanned himself. "Oh, my! Oh, I just don't know what to say."
"IS THAT THE STRIPPER I ORDERED?" Tonks yelled from the back.
"Yes ma'am." Colin said with an American accent and a convincing swagger. He swung his hips and started to lift his shirt. "Bow Chika Bow wow." He began, supplying his own music.
"Colin that's enough, get in here!" Ginny said grabbing his arm and slamming the door.
"I knew you couldn't stand to see me with another girl." Colin said coyly.
Before he could see Ginny's expression the lights dimmed once more and everyone grew quite.
Once more the door creaked open and everyone yelled. "SURPRISE!"
Mrs. Weasley did much the same gushing as Colin, only with much more sincere tears. She hugged her sons, each in turn, and her daughters. This included Hermione, Petra, and Harry.
"So what's your Birthday wish mum?" Charlie asked as the music began to play.
She thought for a moment. "That everyone here has as much love in their lives as I do." Everyone nodded at her profound answer. She grinned a grin far too much like her twins'. "And that everyone dance. I don't care how awkward you think you look," She said with a glance at Harry. "you will dance."
"You heard the woman!" Bill said taking his wife's hand.
Hermione glanced around, looking for a partner. The twins took this moment to give their friend a kick in the right direction... literally.
"Ow, oh, sorry Hermione." Harry said blushing a bit. He was rendered speechless for a moment. Hermione's thin, gauze like dress had his jaw on the floor. It covered just enough skin for her to be comfortable, but showed enough to have Harry reeling. Very shaggable, but not too slutty.
"I won't dance, don't ask me..." Frank Sanatra hummed in the background.
"I suppose this is your theme song?" Hermione said with a raise eyebrow.
"I must say, I believe in the thoughts behind it," He sighed. "but I suppose the show must go on." He said offering a hand.
"You heard the woman." Hermione said, taking it.
~~~
Ron looked about, trying to find someone to dance with. All his cousins were otherwise occupied and most of the people there had brought dates. He scanned for another few minutes, before hearing a content sigh beside him.
"Such lovebirds I never did see." A familiar voice said.
Ron turned and was shocked. In his house, on his mother's birthday, was Lavender Brown wearing a particularly fetching strapless, Lavender sundress. He wasn't sure weather he was should be outraged or ask her to dance.
She decided for him. "Well, are you going to ask me to dance, or will I have to cut in between the twins?" ?" She didn't even let him answer. It was clear who wore the trousers in the relationship.
They began dancing, but soon Lavender was forced to comment.
"You can touch me you know! I'm not some bloody cousin."
Ron, since regaining his senses (a little) replied harshly. "Don't you order me around! And since when are you allowed in my house? During my mother's birthday!"
"I was helping Hermione. I have a heart for the girl despite her poor choice in friends." Ron made to reply, but Lavender was on a roll. "And besides, you should thank me, I'm helping you too, you ungrateful git. And besides that, your mother always liked me!"
"And I've always wondered why."
"Oh don't start with me, I've dealt with far worse than you today."
"Really? I could make it worth your while." He said with a malicious grin.
"Don't tempt me, Ronnikins."
"Don't pull out the pet names, the time is far gone for that."
"You can use any pet name you want on me." She said overly sweetly.
"I don't suppose tramp is an option." He muttered.
"Tramp?" She said with an open mouth. By now she had stopped dancing. "You really are a jerk." She said pulling out of his grasp.
"You chose now to get offended?" He said patronizingly.
~~~
The twins had been watching the whole ordeal with interest. They had even stopped their Irish jig to spectate. Everyone looked over and became silent at the sound of flesh cracking on flesh.
The twins just shook their heads.
"Like a fellow once said-" Fred started.
"-Ain't love a kick in the head." George finished with a sigh.
"Any girl can be glamourous. All you have to do is stand still and look stupid." ~Hedy Lamarr
P.S. I know spectate isn't a word, but it's a fun fake one!
~~~
"He still thinks you did it." George said, unsuccessfully hiding a grin.
The identical grin beside him opened his mouth as well. "Sort of makes you wish you did, doesn't it?"
"Shove yourselves off the roof please. I don't wish I did it-"
"So you did do it?" George asked.
"Good man! I hoped you would get some soon."
"Maybe that dislodged the stick up Hermione's arse." George added.
"Eww, bad thoughts mate, bad thoughts." Fred said covering his ears and shutting his eyes.
"Not that way, you dolt."
"Both of you please shut it." Harry said irritably. "My sex life-"
"-Or lack there of-" George added.
"-Is none of our business." Fred finished. "We've heard that one before, did we take notice?"
"No, now if you would like to rephrase that to include terrible death and dismemberment-"
"-We still won't pay attention!"
"But we give points for imagination." They both grinned.
~~~
Fred and George were soon back to normal, but not after some handy work from Petra. They weren't the only things that received some magical enhancement. Music blared from no where, pictures of family that couldn't attend were hung on larger walls than there used to be. Banners flew and streamers were hung, this was to be a truly grand event.
People were arriving by the tons. Anyone and everyone that Mrs. Weasley had ever knitted a sweater for came through that door (Do you realize how many people that is?). Aunts and uncles poured in and pinched cheeks, friends that had been treated like family brought presents, and almost every teacher at Hogwarts attended the event. Since the defeat of the dark lord, any and every moment to celebrate has been done in grand style. This was no different.
Harry had yet to actually see Hermione since this morning. She was always somewhere else. He had also missed Ron, but that was more on purpose than anything else. Just as he was about to seek her out he was stopped.
"Quite everyone! Quite, she's coming!" Petra said as Bill turned out the lights and Percy stopped the music.
The door creaked open and instantly everyone yelled. "SURPRISE!"
"Oh, I didn't know you all cared so much!" Colin gushed. He wiped away a false tear and fanned himself. "Oh, my! Oh, I just don't know what to say."
"IS THAT THE STRIPPER I ORDERED?" Tonks yelled from the back.
"Yes ma'am." Colin said with an American accent and a convincing swagger. He swung his hips and started to lift his shirt. "Bow Chika Bow wow." He began, supplying his own music.
"Colin that's enough, get in here!" Ginny said grabbing his arm and slamming the door.
"I knew you couldn't stand to see me with another girl." Colin said coyly.
Before he could see Ginny's expression the lights dimmed once more and everyone grew quite.
Once more the door creaked open and everyone yelled. "SURPRISE!"
Mrs. Weasley did much the same gushing as Colin, only with much more sincere tears. She hugged her sons, each in turn, and her daughters. This included Hermione, Petra, and Harry.
"So what's your Birthday wish mum?" Charlie asked as the music began to play.
She thought for a moment. "That everyone here has as much love in their lives as I do." Everyone nodded at her profound answer. She grinned a grin far too much like her twins'. "And that everyone dance. I don't care how awkward you think you look," She said with a glance at Harry. "you will dance."
"You heard the woman!" Bill said taking his wife's hand.
Hermione glanced around, looking for a partner. The twins took this moment to give their friend a kick in the right direction... literally.
"Ow, oh, sorry Hermione." Harry said blushing a bit. He was rendered speechless for a moment. Hermione's thin, gauze like dress had his jaw on the floor. It covered just enough skin for her to be comfortable, but showed enough to have Harry reeling. Very shaggable, but not too slutty.
"I won't dance, don't ask me..." Frank Sanatra hummed in the background.
"I suppose this is your theme song?" Hermione said with a raise eyebrow.
"I must say, I believe in the thoughts behind it," He sighed. "but I suppose the show must go on." He said offering a hand.
"You heard the woman." Hermione said, taking it.
~~~
Ron looked about, trying to find someone to dance with. All his cousins were otherwise occupied and most of the people there had brought dates. He scanned for another few minutes, before hearing a content sigh beside him.
"Such lovebirds I never did see." A familiar voice said.
Ron turned and was shocked. In his house, on his mother's birthday, was Lavender Brown wearing a particularly fetching strapless, Lavender sundress. He wasn't sure weather he was should be outraged or ask her to dance.
She decided for him. "Well, are you going to ask me to dance, or will I have to cut in between the twins?" ?" She didn't even let him answer. It was clear who wore the trousers in the relationship.
They began dancing, but soon Lavender was forced to comment.
"You can touch me you know! I'm not some bloody cousin."
Ron, since regaining his senses (a little) replied harshly. "Don't you order me around! And since when are you allowed in my house? During my mother's birthday!"
"I was helping Hermione. I have a heart for the girl despite her poor choice in friends." Ron made to reply, but Lavender was on a roll. "And besides, you should thank me, I'm helping you too, you ungrateful git. And besides that, your mother always liked me!"
"And I've always wondered why."
"Oh don't start with me, I've dealt with far worse than you today."
"Really? I could make it worth your while." He said with a malicious grin.
"Don't tempt me, Ronnikins."
"Don't pull out the pet names, the time is far gone for that."
"You can use any pet name you want on me." She said overly sweetly.
"I don't suppose tramp is an option." He muttered.
"Tramp?" She said with an open mouth. By now she had stopped dancing. "You really are a jerk." She said pulling out of his grasp.
"You chose now to get offended?" He said patronizingly.
~~~
The twins had been watching the whole ordeal with interest. They had even stopped their Irish jig to spectate. Everyone looked over and became silent at the sound of flesh cracking on flesh.
The twins just shook their heads.
"Like a fellow once said-" Fred started.
"-Ain't love a kick in the head." George finished with a sigh.
"Any girl can be glamourous. All you have to do is stand still and look stupid." ~Hedy Lamarr