*A/N: Sorry this bugger took so long to get out. My computer ate itself the other day, so we had to get if fixed, meaning it was gone for three days. Arrggggggg! I hate technology sometimes. I was going to go be Amish in protest, but then I decided to write the next chapter instead. I'm warning you though, If you don't review I might just go back to my original plan of living with in Amish family in northern Ohio, making candles and cheese and wearing a dress (shudders at the thought of always wearing a dress)*
Disclaimer: In the form of a poem today~
If I was JK, and she was me
what a different world this would be
poor Harry and friends would really be screwed,
cuz some of my ideas are really quite lewd.
Ron and Hermy would shag every day,
Harry and Ginny would do more than "play."
Sirius might come back from the dead,
Draco would prob'ly be caught giving head (lol)
Snape would have to wash his hair
and Lucius would be kicked down there.
So with a sigh, to you I say,
I'm not even close to being JK
Chapter 9- There's a differance
Ron and Hermione ran downstairs, where Mrs. Weasley was cooking dinner. "Hey mum," Ron said, "have you seen Harry?"
Mrs. Weasley shook her head, then slapped Ron's hand because he was trying to steal a roll she had just pulled out of the oven.
Hermione grinned as Ron muttered something about child abuse. Then they went back upstairs. "Maybe he's with Ginny." Hermione said.
"Where's Ginny?" Ron asked.
"Probably in our room."
When they got to the girls room the door was closed. There were voices inside, however. Ron went to open the door while saying "Harry, mate, you'll never guess what just happened! Fred and George came into my room and were like..."
Ron paused when he opened the door. "What the hell!" he finished loudly.
Harry and Ginny were indeed in the room. They were sitting on Ginny's bed and were very close. Too close. Their faces were a few inches apart, and it was quite obvious what they had been, or were just about to do. Ron stood there in the doorway for a moment. Harry quickly backed away from Ginny. They both had turned a bright red. Harry stood up, and just then Ron came to his senses, or at least he regained his motor skills. Apparently, in blatant disregard of the obvious conclusion that could be drawn from the scene, Ron immediately figured something was wrong. He yelled again "Harry, what the bloody hell are you doing to my sister?"
At this he ran towards Harry.
Had it been anyone but Harry that Ron was running at, they probably would have been knocked flat by Ron's fist. However, years of avoiding Dudley's punches and then playing quiditch at school had given Harry rather incredible reflexes. Harry dodged Ron's punch with a quick side step. When Ron didn't meet with anything solid he lost his balance. Ron fell forward into Ginny's arms, who luckily caught her brother before he hit the floor. Hermione ran up behind them and grabbed Ron, pulling him back on to his feat, but she kept his arm's pinned to his sides so he couldn't try to murder Harry again. Ron's face was red with anger as he yelled again "what the hell are you doing to my sister!?!"
At this Ginny got just as mad as Ron was. "He wasn't doing bloody anything to me. There were TWO people involved and I happen to be one of them. We didn't DO anything anyway!"
At this Ginny sat back down on the bed, looking both frustrated and on the verge of tears at the same time. Harry was still standing by the bed looking completely confused. Ron had relaxed a bit in Hermione's arms. Hermione was still looking worriedly around at the other three.
Ron seemed to have calmed down at Ginny's words. He said quickly "lets sit down."
Hermione looked nervously art Ron, but then seemed to decide that he wasn't looking to kill anymore, because she let him go. Ron sat down on the bed, looking a little dazed. Harry, apparently not wanting to incite another attack by Ron, sat down next to Ron, rather than Ginny. Hermione remained standing a few feet away. They sat there in silence for a bit, then Ron finally spoke. "So, Harry, you and Ginny? When did... how... where did this come from?"
Ron saw Harry and Ginny glance at each other, then Harry spoke. "Well, we've been hanging out a lot since I got here. I mean, you and Hermione have been pretty busy and neither of us wanted to get in the way of... things..."
Ron blushed bashfully at this, but realized Harry was right. He and Hermione had been fairly preoccupied this whole time.
Harry continued "Well, I have to admit I was pretty depressed when I got here. I mean I couldn't get everything about..." Harry stopped for a bit, as though trying to regain his composure, "about last year."
Ron felt horrible at this. He hadn't been there for Him when Harry needed a best friend the most. "I'm sorry, Harry. I should have realized you weren't okay."
"That's fine, Ron." Harry replied. "I'm kinda glad you weren't. I mean, I talked to Ginny a lot. She's a really good listener, you know."
Ron looked at his little sister and saw she was blushing. Harry continued. "Well, I got a lot of things off my chest and, well, we got pretty close, I guess."
Ron saw that now Harry was just as red as Ginny. He felt stunned. He had no idea how to feel. Ron supposed this was why he had reacted like he had. It was so much easier to be angry at Harry for hurting his little sister than to try and figure out how he felt about them actually liking each other. However, now Ron looked at his friend and his sister. They were both nervous, but Ron could also see the faint hint of smiles on their faces. It was painfully obvious to Ron that the kiss, or lack thereof, he had witnessed earlier was a mutual agreement. "Well, all right Harry. I guess."
Ron saw the smile grow bigger on both Harry and Ginny's faces. "However, there are a few things you should know." Ron took a deep breath in, then said "First off, Harry, if you hurt her, I well, I won't miss next time. Trust me, Harry, I won't rest until you do... permanently."
Ron heard Hermione snicker at this, but she quickly bit her tongue at the scathing look Ron shot her. Ginny looked a little worried, and said "Ron, please don't kill him. Please."
"I only will if he deserves it." Ron said back, "and the same goes for you."
At this Ron turned to Ginny. "If you hurt Harry, I don't know what I'll do, but trust me, you won't like it.'
'Number two," Ron continued. "is try to keep anything you..." he gulped hard at this "... do to a minimum in front of me."
"Like you and Hermione?" Harry said with a laugh.
"That's different," Ron said, sounding annoyed. "Hermione's not your little sister."
"You're my brother!" Ginny retorted.
"Yeah," Ron said "your older brother. There's a differance."
Ginny rolled her eyes at this, but let the subject drop. "Finally" Ron said, "I never want you two doing more than what I just saw. Absolutely nothing."
Again Harry laughed, although Ron truly didn't see the humor this time. Harry's next words explained it, though. "That could be a sticking spot in this little deal, Ron."
Ron looked shocked. Ginny, however, was laughing again. "You see," Harry continued, "I was rather hoping to kiss her at some point."
"You mean you two haven't even... but what did I just walk in on?" Ron asked.
"Well," Harry replied, sounding a little annoyed, "you and your perfect timing walked in just a few seconds too early, and I must say I'm rather disappointed at being left hanging."
Both Harry and Ginny were blushing again at this. Ron continued "well, good. Keep it that way. No kissing, no nothing. I'm glad I wasn't too late."
The astonished looks on Harry and Ginny's faces told Ron they had missed the sarcasm in his voice. "I'm just kidding, you two. I know I can't keep you from..." Ron gulped and looked sick again, but he continued, "...snogging. But seriously nothing more than that for a LONG time."
Ron shuddered slightly and closed his eyes, as though trying to block a particularly disgusting thought out of his head. Harry laughed nervously again and Ron opened his eyes to realize Harry was standing up. Taking this as a cue to leave, Ron started towards the door. He stopped right before he left and said "Sorry, mate, I mean. I'll try not to kill you in the future."
"It's okay, Ron." Harry said back.
Hermione went up to Harry and said sorry as well. Then she leaned over and whispered something in his ear. He flashed a slight smile and nodded his head slightly. Then Hermione went up to Ron, who was still standing in the door way, and grabbed his hand. She lead him out into the hall and shut the door. Ron then asked "What was that, 'Mione?"
"What was what?" Hermione asked innocently.
"Oh, come on, you know what I mean. What did you say to Harry back there?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." Hermione said airily.
Ron realized that he would not get anything more about what had just been said. He thought to himself that if it had been any other time he probably would have gone on with the topic, but at that point Ron did not want any more rows. He decided to drop it. He looked up to see Hermione looking at him with concern. She asked "Are you sure you're okay with this?"
"I don't know. I mean, it'll take some getting used to. Still, I trust Harry, more than I would trust anyone else... despite my attempted murder." He added seeing Hermione's expression of disbelief. "Oh, man, this is going to change things, though."
"Not anymore than you and I will change things. It'll be all right, we'll still be friends, we always will be."
Ron nodded, but still looked distracted. "Are you okay?" Hermione asked again.
"Yeah," Ron answered, "I just don't like knowing that they're... you know." He looked back at the closed door.
Hermione laughed slightly, then said "what, doing this?" With that she wrapped her arms around Ron's neck and kissed him. Immediately Ron forgot anything else that was happening in the room they had just left. Suddenly it was just him and Hermione, this girl he realized he had wanted for years. This girl that had changed him into the kind of person he had always wanted to be. They had only been together for two days, but Ron couldn't even imagine how he had gone years without her. He had been hung up on her since their fourth year, if not before, he had just been too cowardly to admit it. They had fought over Ron's jealously of every guy who had ever gotten close to her. Now here he was, kissing the girl of his dreams, and everything felt right. Suddenly he realized something. He was HERE, kissing his girlfriend. HERE, in the middle of the hallway, in a house full of people who he didn't want to know that he was kissing this girl, or that she was, in fact, his girl friend. He quickly broke away and said to Hermione "umm, lets go to my room, 'Mione."
She smiled then followed Ron.
Downstairs five redheads refrained from hooting and cheering. There was a soft clinking as gold started changing hands along with a few muttered "I told you so"s.
*A/n: thanks for reading, no please please please review
*clears throat, then says in an angelic voice* Every time that you review, an angel gets its wings.
Awww... wasn't that sweet, who can say no to that!
Duckymander: thanks for the review!
RonandHerm4eva: I thought the trick was very clever on my part! Thanks so much.
IrishDancer61790: Don't worry, writing that thing before made me sick and gave me nightmares, and that was only a paragraph. (the thought of H/Hr makes me roll up into a fetal position and suck my thumb while I cry, by the way.)
Michelleywelley: Thanks!
Lily106: I won't, wouldn't even think about changing it.
Kay Elle Hunter: Thanks for the thanks for the thanks for the... wait a second, now I'm confused... oh well. THANKS!
Disclaimer: In the form of a poem today~
If I was JK, and she was me
what a different world this would be
poor Harry and friends would really be screwed,
cuz some of my ideas are really quite lewd.
Ron and Hermy would shag every day,
Harry and Ginny would do more than "play."
Sirius might come back from the dead,
Draco would prob'ly be caught giving head (lol)
Snape would have to wash his hair
and Lucius would be kicked down there.
So with a sigh, to you I say,
I'm not even close to being JK
Chapter 9- There's a differance
Ron and Hermione ran downstairs, where Mrs. Weasley was cooking dinner. "Hey mum," Ron said, "have you seen Harry?"
Mrs. Weasley shook her head, then slapped Ron's hand because he was trying to steal a roll she had just pulled out of the oven.
Hermione grinned as Ron muttered something about child abuse. Then they went back upstairs. "Maybe he's with Ginny." Hermione said.
"Where's Ginny?" Ron asked.
"Probably in our room."
When they got to the girls room the door was closed. There were voices inside, however. Ron went to open the door while saying "Harry, mate, you'll never guess what just happened! Fred and George came into my room and were like..."
Ron paused when he opened the door. "What the hell!" he finished loudly.
Harry and Ginny were indeed in the room. They were sitting on Ginny's bed and were very close. Too close. Their faces were a few inches apart, and it was quite obvious what they had been, or were just about to do. Ron stood there in the doorway for a moment. Harry quickly backed away from Ginny. They both had turned a bright red. Harry stood up, and just then Ron came to his senses, or at least he regained his motor skills. Apparently, in blatant disregard of the obvious conclusion that could be drawn from the scene, Ron immediately figured something was wrong. He yelled again "Harry, what the bloody hell are you doing to my sister?"
At this he ran towards Harry.
Had it been anyone but Harry that Ron was running at, they probably would have been knocked flat by Ron's fist. However, years of avoiding Dudley's punches and then playing quiditch at school had given Harry rather incredible reflexes. Harry dodged Ron's punch with a quick side step. When Ron didn't meet with anything solid he lost his balance. Ron fell forward into Ginny's arms, who luckily caught her brother before he hit the floor. Hermione ran up behind them and grabbed Ron, pulling him back on to his feat, but she kept his arm's pinned to his sides so he couldn't try to murder Harry again. Ron's face was red with anger as he yelled again "what the hell are you doing to my sister!?!"
At this Ginny got just as mad as Ron was. "He wasn't doing bloody anything to me. There were TWO people involved and I happen to be one of them. We didn't DO anything anyway!"
At this Ginny sat back down on the bed, looking both frustrated and on the verge of tears at the same time. Harry was still standing by the bed looking completely confused. Ron had relaxed a bit in Hermione's arms. Hermione was still looking worriedly around at the other three.
Ron seemed to have calmed down at Ginny's words. He said quickly "lets sit down."
Hermione looked nervously art Ron, but then seemed to decide that he wasn't looking to kill anymore, because she let him go. Ron sat down on the bed, looking a little dazed. Harry, apparently not wanting to incite another attack by Ron, sat down next to Ron, rather than Ginny. Hermione remained standing a few feet away. They sat there in silence for a bit, then Ron finally spoke. "So, Harry, you and Ginny? When did... how... where did this come from?"
Ron saw Harry and Ginny glance at each other, then Harry spoke. "Well, we've been hanging out a lot since I got here. I mean, you and Hermione have been pretty busy and neither of us wanted to get in the way of... things..."
Ron blushed bashfully at this, but realized Harry was right. He and Hermione had been fairly preoccupied this whole time.
Harry continued "Well, I have to admit I was pretty depressed when I got here. I mean I couldn't get everything about..." Harry stopped for a bit, as though trying to regain his composure, "about last year."
Ron felt horrible at this. He hadn't been there for Him when Harry needed a best friend the most. "I'm sorry, Harry. I should have realized you weren't okay."
"That's fine, Ron." Harry replied. "I'm kinda glad you weren't. I mean, I talked to Ginny a lot. She's a really good listener, you know."
Ron looked at his little sister and saw she was blushing. Harry continued. "Well, I got a lot of things off my chest and, well, we got pretty close, I guess."
Ron saw that now Harry was just as red as Ginny. He felt stunned. He had no idea how to feel. Ron supposed this was why he had reacted like he had. It was so much easier to be angry at Harry for hurting his little sister than to try and figure out how he felt about them actually liking each other. However, now Ron looked at his friend and his sister. They were both nervous, but Ron could also see the faint hint of smiles on their faces. It was painfully obvious to Ron that the kiss, or lack thereof, he had witnessed earlier was a mutual agreement. "Well, all right Harry. I guess."
Ron saw the smile grow bigger on both Harry and Ginny's faces. "However, there are a few things you should know." Ron took a deep breath in, then said "First off, Harry, if you hurt her, I well, I won't miss next time. Trust me, Harry, I won't rest until you do... permanently."
Ron heard Hermione snicker at this, but she quickly bit her tongue at the scathing look Ron shot her. Ginny looked a little worried, and said "Ron, please don't kill him. Please."
"I only will if he deserves it." Ron said back, "and the same goes for you."
At this Ron turned to Ginny. "If you hurt Harry, I don't know what I'll do, but trust me, you won't like it.'
'Number two," Ron continued. "is try to keep anything you..." he gulped hard at this "... do to a minimum in front of me."
"Like you and Hermione?" Harry said with a laugh.
"That's different," Ron said, sounding annoyed. "Hermione's not your little sister."
"You're my brother!" Ginny retorted.
"Yeah," Ron said "your older brother. There's a differance."
Ginny rolled her eyes at this, but let the subject drop. "Finally" Ron said, "I never want you two doing more than what I just saw. Absolutely nothing."
Again Harry laughed, although Ron truly didn't see the humor this time. Harry's next words explained it, though. "That could be a sticking spot in this little deal, Ron."
Ron looked shocked. Ginny, however, was laughing again. "You see," Harry continued, "I was rather hoping to kiss her at some point."
"You mean you two haven't even... but what did I just walk in on?" Ron asked.
"Well," Harry replied, sounding a little annoyed, "you and your perfect timing walked in just a few seconds too early, and I must say I'm rather disappointed at being left hanging."
Both Harry and Ginny were blushing again at this. Ron continued "well, good. Keep it that way. No kissing, no nothing. I'm glad I wasn't too late."
The astonished looks on Harry and Ginny's faces told Ron they had missed the sarcasm in his voice. "I'm just kidding, you two. I know I can't keep you from..." Ron gulped and looked sick again, but he continued, "...snogging. But seriously nothing more than that for a LONG time."
Ron shuddered slightly and closed his eyes, as though trying to block a particularly disgusting thought out of his head. Harry laughed nervously again and Ron opened his eyes to realize Harry was standing up. Taking this as a cue to leave, Ron started towards the door. He stopped right before he left and said "Sorry, mate, I mean. I'll try not to kill you in the future."
"It's okay, Ron." Harry said back.
Hermione went up to Harry and said sorry as well. Then she leaned over and whispered something in his ear. He flashed a slight smile and nodded his head slightly. Then Hermione went up to Ron, who was still standing in the door way, and grabbed his hand. She lead him out into the hall and shut the door. Ron then asked "What was that, 'Mione?"
"What was what?" Hermione asked innocently.
"Oh, come on, you know what I mean. What did you say to Harry back there?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." Hermione said airily.
Ron realized that he would not get anything more about what had just been said. He thought to himself that if it had been any other time he probably would have gone on with the topic, but at that point Ron did not want any more rows. He decided to drop it. He looked up to see Hermione looking at him with concern. She asked "Are you sure you're okay with this?"
"I don't know. I mean, it'll take some getting used to. Still, I trust Harry, more than I would trust anyone else... despite my attempted murder." He added seeing Hermione's expression of disbelief. "Oh, man, this is going to change things, though."
"Not anymore than you and I will change things. It'll be all right, we'll still be friends, we always will be."
Ron nodded, but still looked distracted. "Are you okay?" Hermione asked again.
"Yeah," Ron answered, "I just don't like knowing that they're... you know." He looked back at the closed door.
Hermione laughed slightly, then said "what, doing this?" With that she wrapped her arms around Ron's neck and kissed him. Immediately Ron forgot anything else that was happening in the room they had just left. Suddenly it was just him and Hermione, this girl he realized he had wanted for years. This girl that had changed him into the kind of person he had always wanted to be. They had only been together for two days, but Ron couldn't even imagine how he had gone years without her. He had been hung up on her since their fourth year, if not before, he had just been too cowardly to admit it. They had fought over Ron's jealously of every guy who had ever gotten close to her. Now here he was, kissing the girl of his dreams, and everything felt right. Suddenly he realized something. He was HERE, kissing his girlfriend. HERE, in the middle of the hallway, in a house full of people who he didn't want to know that he was kissing this girl, or that she was, in fact, his girl friend. He quickly broke away and said to Hermione "umm, lets go to my room, 'Mione."
She smiled then followed Ron.
Downstairs five redheads refrained from hooting and cheering. There was a soft clinking as gold started changing hands along with a few muttered "I told you so"s.
*A/n: thanks for reading, no please please please review
*clears throat, then says in an angelic voice* Every time that you review, an angel gets its wings.
Awww... wasn't that sweet, who can say no to that!
Duckymander: thanks for the review!
RonandHerm4eva: I thought the trick was very clever on my part! Thanks so much.
IrishDancer61790: Don't worry, writing that thing before made me sick and gave me nightmares, and that was only a paragraph. (the thought of H/Hr makes me roll up into a fetal position and suck my thumb while I cry, by the way.)
Michelleywelley: Thanks!
Lily106: I won't, wouldn't even think about changing it.
Kay Elle Hunter: Thanks for the thanks for the thanks for the... wait a second, now I'm confused... oh well. THANKS!