Before I start, I want to say a few things.

Firstly this is a Ron/Ginny incest fic. If you're just going to tell me I'm sick and twisted then don't' bother reading it, if you do review and tell me I'm sick and twisted than I will assume you have read the story and are in denial about liking it.

Unlike lots of the other Ron/Ginny fics, this will NOT be a one shot, it will be huge. I owe a lot to all the R/G writers so far, it is those one shots that gave me the inspiration I needed to write this. I plan there to be fluff, lemon/lime, angst (how could there not be angst!) and a pinch of humour, quickly followed by more angst.

Oh yeahthis starts after Ootp and WILL contain spoilers! U have been warned!

Here we go

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The burrow felt unusually quiet and peaceful at night as Ron lay in his bed, fighting to get to sleep. He had trouble sleeping lately, the healers from St. Mungos told him it was an expected side effect of the damage done by the brains during the battle with the death eaters. He shifted in his bed, trying to find something to help him sleep.

There was a sudden flash of light outside the windows and a second later he heard a deafening crack of thunder.

' Excellent, a bloody thunderstorm'

There was another crash of thunder. At the sound Ron gave up all hope of getting to sleep, he resigned himself to a night of lying awake. Life at the burrow was a little boring at the moment, but in only three days now Harry would be coming and so would Hermione, he had waited all summer for Dumbledore to allow Harry to leave the Dursley's

He noticed a very slight movement of his door and he could see someone moving in the shadows just beyond the threshold.

"Who's there?" he asked.

" *sniff * me " he heard the scared voice of the very youngest Weasley say.

Ron leapt out of bed and walked to the door, opening it to reveal Ginny, shaking with a mixture fear and cold. She was wearing a long blue nightshirt that reached the middle of her thighs.

"Gin what's the matter?" he asked as he put his arms around her.

She didn't reply, she just hugged him back.

"Come on Gin, you're freezing" Ron led her into his room, locking the door behind him.

He sat her down on his bed and looked into her eyes, he had done this so many times before. She always got scared of thunder, she came to him in the night if she was ever scared. Ever since she was tiny, she had looked to Ron for comfort, out of all her brothers, he was the closest to her. Bill and Charlie had always been very big, Percy was a little too uptight and Fred and George had played pranks on her. Sure Mum and Dad loved her more than anything else in the world, but she felt as if only Ron could understand her.

He would understand if she was in pain, he would know if she was nervous, he could help if she was down. It was just his presence that calmed her, his warmth, his embrace, and his unconditional, brotherly love.

And right now, that was what she needed.

He didn't speak, he just lay down beside her and pulled the covers over then both. She reached out and found his body, clinging to him, holding him close. He did the same, just holding her, not saying anything, just being there if she needed to talk. She buried her face in his shoulder and he stroked her fire-bright hair. There was more thunder but Ron just held her tighter as she shook with fear.

They both fell asleep that night, in each other's arms.

***

After waking up that morning, Ron had to admit to himself that he felt strange waking up with Ginny, they always slept in the same bed if she was scared in the night. They just hadn't done it in a long time, and Ron felt something distinctly different, not bad, just different. As he felt Ginny shift next to him, he realised what it was. Ginny had grown, her body had changed, she was slowly becoming a woman. Ron guessed he had changed as well, did she have the same strange feeling when pressed close to him? He didn't know, but he found it very important to find out.

A few minutes later she did wake.

"Morning Ron" her voice sounded happy and contented.

"Did you sleep ok?" he asked

She just smiled and disentangled herself from Ron. She sat up and stretched her legs out over the side.

Ron felt an urge to run his fingers down her spine, starting at her neck and all the way down her back, ending at her soft, perfect.

'RON!' he mentally shouted at himself 'you can't think that, she's your sister!'

Ginny seemed to notice the look on Ron's face and turned to him.

"You ok?" her voice held genuine concern at his pained look.

"Yeah, I'm fine" he plastered a big, dopey grin all over his face.

"If nothings wrong then I'll have to make something wrong!" She jumped on top of him and started to tickle his sides.

"Stop *hehehehe * come * he * on Gin * hehehe* " He said as he laughed.

It was a lie though, he loved the feel of her fingers dancing across his skin, if anything he wanted it to get more intense. He wished she would.

'Don't you dare think that!' he told himself

He pulled Ginny off him and shot out of bed, she looked a bit disappointed at this.

"Breakfast" They both heard Mrs. Weasley call from downstairs. Ginny shrugged and slipped out the door leaving Ron to his own thoughts.

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Well that was bloody long, it took ages, I hope it makes sense cos I'm writing it in the middle of the night and I'm a bit dazed. Please R&R and I will get my ass in gear and write loads more.