A/N: Firstly, to hermnron4eva- bad choice of words!!! Opinionated- I really meant it as a compliment…you have been great and your reviews mean a lot!!!! Really…so don't be pissed, please….you are not opinionated, I just meant that u alwayz have something to say and that's great..…to the rest of you, I am reallly and truly flattered..*blush*….you guys are so nice.:)

Umm, one of you (im so sorry but once again my memory sucks) asked me to read your stories..don't worry- I definitely will try soon but at the moment I am really tied up with school…..as for the length of the chapters, I know the last one was longe- I tried to make it longer as my previous ones have been really short...promis I'll try and keep it up!!…And if I am delayed in writing it is because of my stupid computer…or maybe its fanfic.net cos everytime I try to update sumthing goes wrong..*sigh*..the trials I have to go through to serve u guys!!! :)…n e wayz, here goes..

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      The next morning, Harry went down for breakfast in a bad mood. While everyone else chatted at the dining table ( Ron with his mouth full of scrambled eggs), Harry was glum and moody to the surprise of the others. Mrs weasley, as always, was concerned.

    "Aren't you feeling well dear?" she asked, with a worried expression on her face. Harry forced himself to smile and nodded. Mrs Weasley glanced at him again.

    "Maybe I should take your temperature?" she said uncertainly.

    "Oh, Mom, just leave him alone. He's fine, aren't you Harry?" Fred asked, looking at Harry.

   "Yes, thanks," he replied in a cold voice. Fred raised his eyebrows in puzzlement at his brother's friend's tone but quickly dismissed it as morning moodiness. He returned to his eggs without giving another thought to Harry.

     "Hermione- would-you..pass-the…milk.please?" Ron asked, chewing his food. Hermione glared at him disapprovingly then proceeded to pass him the jug.

    "Really, Ron," she said, frowning, "can't you talk when your mouths not full of food?" Everyone at th table expected Ron to reply with some scathing remark as it had been obvious the two of them had not been on spaking terms for a while. Even Mrs Weasley was about to give him a look to prevent a row but all Ron did was roll his eyes and shrug.

     "Whatever,"he muttered good naturedly as he returned to his eggs and toast with gusto. Mrs Weasley shook her head and sighed. One seems miserable and the others unusually happy, she thought. Whatever next?

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      After breakfast, Harry decided to confront the twins. He had been up the whole night thinking of why they had done this to him? He ahd always respected them, not because they were his best friend's brothers but for their personalities as well. But how could they have embarassed him this way?

     Fred and George were in  their room  when Harry knocked on their door.

"Come in!" one of them hollered, Harry wasn't sure who. He went into their messy room, the one wall still black from the explosion. Tehre was no longer a hole though as Mrs Weasley had repaired it.

   "Hallo, Harry! Why so glum?" Fred asked, looking up from his comic book. "That's what I came here to talk about," he replied, sullenly.

     "Well, go on then," Fred continued as he and George stopped whatvere they were doing, "we're listening!"

    "I know about the pain bombs," Harry said, his face as serious as ever. The twins exchanged glances before replying simultaneously: "You do??"

       "Yeah…Ron told me..What I don't get is why?!," Harry continued controlling his voice. By now, anger  was creeping onto his face.

     "Why did you do this? Did you think it was funny? Do you know how embarassing it was for me?!! I embarassed myself in front of Ron- in front of you!!" he asked, his voice rising.

   "Hey, look here Harry..It was just a bit of fun. You are growing anyway. Maybe the Pain Bombs had some weird side effect that triggered your hormones or something," George said with a snigger.

   "You don't get it do you?!" Harry yelled, walking towards the two of them. "Somethings just aren't funny! You guys definitely have talent when it comes to trickery but this time you went overboard! Not only did this stupid joke of yours hurt me physically, you've lost my trust too! And by the looks of it, Hermione's as well!" 

      'Whoa,Harry! Calm down! We never laid a finger on Hermione if that's the impression you got..She really was paranoid, I swear!" George said defensively.

     "We're really sorry. You're right, we were wrong to use your feelings to our advantage..Harry, look here! Don't stare at the floor- there's nothing but wood!" Fred joked, trying to get a smile out of him.

    "Anyway," Fred continued "if it makes any difference, we had no intention of hurting you- well of course we wanted to hurt you, it's a pain bomb after all- but only a bit physically, just for fun. Well, that's not the point so I won't waste time..We really respect you Harry."

    "Yeah. You're kind of like part of the family as well, you know? We wouldn't have played the trick if we knew it would upset you this much," George added. Harry looked at them. They really looked sincerely sorry and for a moment Harry felt guilty. They had, after all, been the ones who had given him The Marauder's Map. And thry had always defended him back in Hogwarts. Harry realized that Fred and George had been, in a way, the closest things he had ever had to brothers.

And it's a brother's job to bully you, after all.

    "Oy, Harry! You ok? I know our English isn't that great at times, but I thought we got our point across…Are we forgiven?" George asked, grinning madly for some reason. Harry looked thoughtful for a moment then he just shrugged as if to say "whatever"

    "That's a good sport!" Fred said cheerfully, slapping him on the back.

    "Here, have a caramel- as a peace offering," George offered. Harry accepted it said bye and went out of their room, feeling much more relived then he had earlier. Suddenly, Harry began to gag and he ran to the sink in the bathroom. He cupped his hands under the running water and began to drink furiously. How could he have been so stupid, he thought as his throat burned. A Chilli Caramel!

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        A week passed, and the situation at The Burrow changed for the better. Harry's friendship with the twins as well as Ron was restored. Now, harry felt more confident being around Ron as he now knew that he too was growing. His fear of beingleft behind, although still there, was greatly reduced and both Harry and Ron felt more at ease around each other. Mr and Mrs Weasley were greatly relieved as they had sensed the tension between the two and were afraid for their friendship.

     As for Hermione and Ron, everything seemed to be the way it had always been before. But of course, there was more to it just as all relationships are. Hermione couldn't quite seem to forget Ron's previous staring although now he refrained from looking at her altogether unless he couldn't help it. Ron, on the other hand, was still dealing with the complications of his feelings for her. It was as if a part of him he never knew existed had just ben awaken. He just couldn't accept that he had feelings for Hermione- he couldn't! It didn't make any sense. They fought constantly, didn't they? He hated her smart ass atitude and she hated his mouth….They were just friends, period.

      Percy had started work, so the risk of being treated to his stories were gone. During the day, the three of them liked to sit in his room as it was the biggest and the window faced the breeze. So, as it was, the three of them were just sitting down- Hermione reading, Ron and Harry playing Wizard's Chess.

    "Oh, damn, how could I have missed that?" Harry moaned as Ron removed yet another one of his pieces from the board. Ron just smirked

    "Harry, Ron," Hermione said suddenly. " I was thinking, maybe I should go home for the rest of the holidays..The holidays have been extended and I haven't seen my parents for quite awhile. Besides I wouldn't want to overstay my welcome..I'm sure you're mother must have more work now," she said to Ron.

     Suddenly, Harry had a thought that made him miserable. Could it be that he too was overstaying his welcome? Maybe Mrs Weasley expected him to return to the Dursley's for the rest of the holidays as well…

      "Don't talk nonsense, Hermione! Mom loves more people in the house..that goes for you too Harry," he added, noticing his friend's face.

    "Well, maybe so, but I really should go see my parents…" Hermione said, biting her lip.

     "Well, go then for a day or two, then come back…It will be much easier for your parents if we all go to the station together," Ron added quickly to prove more to himself than anything that his suggestion was for the good of everyone.

     "But Ron, we have more than two weeks to go til school starts! I could stay much longer than that!" Hermione said.

    "Well, go then since you want to so much!" Ron said, suddenly getting angry for some reason.

    "Ron- don't take it the wrong way! It's not that I don't like your house or anything, it's just..Well, ok, I'll come back in two days if that will please you," she said, thinking that she had offended him. But as she had been doing a lot lately- she thought wrong.

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