Chapter 5: American Pie
Ginny woke at the sound of a door slamming. She looked over at the empty bed next to her. Where is Hermione? She looked around the room. She can't still be struggling with her hair can she, Ginny thought. She got out of bed and walked to the doorway and down the stairs to the main hallway. She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Harry sneak out of his bedroom. Where is he going? It must be close to 1:00 in the morning, she thought.
Harry closed the door behind him softly. He didn't want Mrs. Weasley to hear him. I wish I could talk to Lupin, he thought, but Ron will have to do.
Ron had finally come out of the bathroom almost 20 minutes after the incident. He grabbed the blanket off his bed and left the room. Harry hadn't thought much of it. He probably wants to be alone, Harry thought.
Ron had quietly walked to the bedroom of the only other sibling who hadn't been involved in any of that night's events, Bill Weasley. He knocked quietly and entered the bedroom. Ron looked around but Bill wasn't there. Solemnly, Ron dragged his blanket towards the kitchen.
Harry started to walk down the hallway when he saw Ginny huddled in the shadows. "Ginny?" he called quietly. She walked out of the shadows toward him. "Where are you going?" she asked. "I don't know," Harry lied. I can't talk to Ginny about this, he thought. "I was thinking of getting something to eat."
Ron walked into the kitchen and saw Hermione standing next to the sink with a glass of water. "Hi," he said shyly. Hermione looked up and turned red. "Hi Ron," she looked at the refrigerator. Ron picked up a chocolate frog off the kitchen counter and stuffed it into his mouth. "Your hair doesn't look half bad, Hermione," he said with his mouth full of chocolate. Hermione glared at him. "Half bad? Thanks Ron you're a real Shakespeare," Hermione rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips. "Look I'm just trying to make you feel better!" Ron threw the half eaten frog on the counter and sighed. "Well maybe, god forbid, you could think of anyone but yourself and I don't know! Kiss me. or. tell me you think I'm beautiful. or show any affection to me at all. I mean I." she thought about telling him about Snape. or Fred. but she couldn't. She had to stay in control. She pulled a pumpkin pie out of the refrigerator and set it on the counter. "You what?" Ron said angrily. "Do you wanna tell me something? Like. I dunno. Fred? You don't think I actually believe that cock and bull story do you?" Hermione looked startled. Tears started forming in the corners of her eyes. She was angrier with Ron than she was upset. Hermione walked out of the kitchen, leaving the pie sitting on the counter. "Your hair looks horrible!" Ron yelled after her. He was so mad he could have popped. He stuffed the rest of the chocolate frog in his mouth and walked over to the pie Hermione had put out.
Ginny and Harry walked down the long hallway towards the kitchen when Hermione walked in from the kitchen. "There you are Hermione!" Ginny exclaimed. "I was wondering where you've been." Hermione smiled and her and Ginny walked back up to their room.
Ron stared at the pie. He had absolutely no idea why but he just wanted to. Talking with Hermione made him really hot all of a sudden. Whenever they argued. Ever since his prepubescent years he felt something for that girl when she was heated. Ron thought of going to get the Playwitch again but decided against it. He shuddered at the thought. Ron pulled at the strings on his pajama pants and looked around the kitchen cautiously. He pulled the pie closer to him.
Harry watched Hermione and Ginny go back up to their room and continued to walk towards the kitchen. Harry stopped for a moment when he heard a rustling coming from outside the side door.
Ron was fully on top of the counter by now. His eyes rolled in the back of his head. The pie was cold but was growing increasingly warmer by the minute.
Harry listened to the rustling for a second before returning to his walk to the kitchen. It sounded like someone was coming up to the door again. He hoped Snape wasn't coming back. Why had he come and left anyway?
Ron was so close to orgasm when all of a sudden Harry walked into the kitchen. "Ron! It's almost 2:00 in the morning! What are you doing?" Harry shielded his eyes and started to laugh uncontrollably. Ron's orgasm came with no warning. Right there in front of Harry but he did his best to keep Harry from knowing.
Ron hurried to throw the pie to the side and pulled up his pants. He jumped off the counter and sunk to the floor. Harry looked at Ron. "Ron. You don't have to be embarrassed. It isn't all that bad. I mean." this is it, Harry thought, its now or never, talk to Ron. "Ron I have a problem." Ron looked up at Harry still ashamed. "Its just that. well. Ron? Do you hear something?" Harry and Ron looked up around the house. Ron stood up and could feel the ground shaking. The windows shook and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley both rushed into the kitchen followed closely by Fred, George, Ginny, and Hermione. After them were Lupin and Tonks both pulling on robes over their pajamas. "What in the world is going on?" cried Mrs. Weasley grabbing hold of her husband's arm. The house continued to shake and plates and cups were crashing out of cupboards onto the floor. Hermione ran over to Ron and hugged him while Fred stared enviously at the two. All of a sudden a jolt of pain ran through Harry's forehead. He sat down in a nearby chair and rubbed the lightning-bolt shaped scar. Hermione looked up at Harry and almost asked 'what's wrong' when there was a loud crash coming from the hallway. Ginny jumped and the group spun around. The house stopped shaking and all was quiet. Hermione clutched Ron's arms tighter and Arthur Weasley snatched a pan from the floor. Harry continued to rub his scar and stood up. Fred and George walked cautiously towards the hallway. Molly Weasley looked at her husband and nodded her head towards the twins. Sighing Arthur complied and walked behind them.
Everyone curiously walked behind the Weasley boys. Fred and George suddenly stopped and Harry could hear voices and muttering in the hallway. Suddenly there were footsteps. Fred and George continued to walk, wands in hand, when all the lights went out. Tonks squealed and immediately put a hand over her mouth. Hermione still clutched Ron around the waist and Harry pulled his wand out of his pajama shirt. Footsteps continued closer and closer toward them. Fred and George could see a small light flicker on ahead of them. Bigger and bigger the light got until they could see something white shimmer across the hallways. The muttering got louder and louder when Harry made out a familiar voice.
"Careful not to wake them if they are sleeping," said a soft, old voice. Harry smiled; he could make out that voice any day of the week. Suddenly the light went out. The twins stared ahead squinting when there was an explosion of light and the face of the familiar voice came into focus. Everyone except Harry screamed at the unexpected burst of light and focus.
"I trust it was not my face that scared you and just our entrance," smiled Albus Dumbledore kindly at the ten bewildered wizards. Standing behind Dumbledore were four people. Harry was delighted to see that two of the guests happened to be Rebeus Hagrid and Mad Eye Moody. The other two were Lucius and Draco Malfoy.
Draco Malfoy glared at Harry, than looked over at Hermione who was still clutching Ron around the waist. She caught his eye and immediately dropped her arms to her sides. "Albus!" cried Mrs. Weasley, "It is so great of you to come, but don't mind my asking 'Why do you come at this hour? It is nearly 2:00 am!'" Dumbledore smiled and looked at the tired bunch of people. Then a solemn look crossed his face. "Molly, why don't you and your husband come sit with me and Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Moody in the kitchen. Remeus, Tonks, you two should probably come too," Dumbledore briskly walked past everyone into the kitchen. Molly stared at Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, and Ginny. "You should all have been asleep hours ago! I trust there will be no more adventures for the rest of the night! Now off with you and take young mister Malfoy with you!" Mrs. Weasley turned around and walked with the rest of the adults into the kitchen after Dumbledore.
Ron was about to turn and walk with the others when he thought of something. "I'll catch up in a minute! I just. have to clean up something," Ron rushed into the kitchen where the adults were all seated around a large table. Everyone that is, except Dumbledore who was looking at Ron's pie hungrily. Ron stopped in his tracks and stared horrified at Dumbledore as he raised a small piece to his mouth. "Delicious. Pumpkin is one of my all time favorites," Dumbledore smiled as he swallowed his chunk of pie. "Bit juicy." Ron had a look of utter disgust on his face. He turned around to face the hallway. "That was bloody disgusting," he said softly before putting his hand over his mouth.
Ginny woke at the sound of a door slamming. She looked over at the empty bed next to her. Where is Hermione? She looked around the room. She can't still be struggling with her hair can she, Ginny thought. She got out of bed and walked to the doorway and down the stairs to the main hallway. She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Harry sneak out of his bedroom. Where is he going? It must be close to 1:00 in the morning, she thought.
Harry closed the door behind him softly. He didn't want Mrs. Weasley to hear him. I wish I could talk to Lupin, he thought, but Ron will have to do.
Ron had finally come out of the bathroom almost 20 minutes after the incident. He grabbed the blanket off his bed and left the room. Harry hadn't thought much of it. He probably wants to be alone, Harry thought.
Ron had quietly walked to the bedroom of the only other sibling who hadn't been involved in any of that night's events, Bill Weasley. He knocked quietly and entered the bedroom. Ron looked around but Bill wasn't there. Solemnly, Ron dragged his blanket towards the kitchen.
Harry started to walk down the hallway when he saw Ginny huddled in the shadows. "Ginny?" he called quietly. She walked out of the shadows toward him. "Where are you going?" she asked. "I don't know," Harry lied. I can't talk to Ginny about this, he thought. "I was thinking of getting something to eat."
Ron walked into the kitchen and saw Hermione standing next to the sink with a glass of water. "Hi," he said shyly. Hermione looked up and turned red. "Hi Ron," she looked at the refrigerator. Ron picked up a chocolate frog off the kitchen counter and stuffed it into his mouth. "Your hair doesn't look half bad, Hermione," he said with his mouth full of chocolate. Hermione glared at him. "Half bad? Thanks Ron you're a real Shakespeare," Hermione rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips. "Look I'm just trying to make you feel better!" Ron threw the half eaten frog on the counter and sighed. "Well maybe, god forbid, you could think of anyone but yourself and I don't know! Kiss me. or. tell me you think I'm beautiful. or show any affection to me at all. I mean I." she thought about telling him about Snape. or Fred. but she couldn't. She had to stay in control. She pulled a pumpkin pie out of the refrigerator and set it on the counter. "You what?" Ron said angrily. "Do you wanna tell me something? Like. I dunno. Fred? You don't think I actually believe that cock and bull story do you?" Hermione looked startled. Tears started forming in the corners of her eyes. She was angrier with Ron than she was upset. Hermione walked out of the kitchen, leaving the pie sitting on the counter. "Your hair looks horrible!" Ron yelled after her. He was so mad he could have popped. He stuffed the rest of the chocolate frog in his mouth and walked over to the pie Hermione had put out.
Ginny and Harry walked down the long hallway towards the kitchen when Hermione walked in from the kitchen. "There you are Hermione!" Ginny exclaimed. "I was wondering where you've been." Hermione smiled and her and Ginny walked back up to their room.
Ron stared at the pie. He had absolutely no idea why but he just wanted to. Talking with Hermione made him really hot all of a sudden. Whenever they argued. Ever since his prepubescent years he felt something for that girl when she was heated. Ron thought of going to get the Playwitch again but decided against it. He shuddered at the thought. Ron pulled at the strings on his pajama pants and looked around the kitchen cautiously. He pulled the pie closer to him.
Harry watched Hermione and Ginny go back up to their room and continued to walk towards the kitchen. Harry stopped for a moment when he heard a rustling coming from outside the side door.
Ron was fully on top of the counter by now. His eyes rolled in the back of his head. The pie was cold but was growing increasingly warmer by the minute.
Harry listened to the rustling for a second before returning to his walk to the kitchen. It sounded like someone was coming up to the door again. He hoped Snape wasn't coming back. Why had he come and left anyway?
Ron was so close to orgasm when all of a sudden Harry walked into the kitchen. "Ron! It's almost 2:00 in the morning! What are you doing?" Harry shielded his eyes and started to laugh uncontrollably. Ron's orgasm came with no warning. Right there in front of Harry but he did his best to keep Harry from knowing.
Ron hurried to throw the pie to the side and pulled up his pants. He jumped off the counter and sunk to the floor. Harry looked at Ron. "Ron. You don't have to be embarrassed. It isn't all that bad. I mean." this is it, Harry thought, its now or never, talk to Ron. "Ron I have a problem." Ron looked up at Harry still ashamed. "Its just that. well. Ron? Do you hear something?" Harry and Ron looked up around the house. Ron stood up and could feel the ground shaking. The windows shook and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley both rushed into the kitchen followed closely by Fred, George, Ginny, and Hermione. After them were Lupin and Tonks both pulling on robes over their pajamas. "What in the world is going on?" cried Mrs. Weasley grabbing hold of her husband's arm. The house continued to shake and plates and cups were crashing out of cupboards onto the floor. Hermione ran over to Ron and hugged him while Fred stared enviously at the two. All of a sudden a jolt of pain ran through Harry's forehead. He sat down in a nearby chair and rubbed the lightning-bolt shaped scar. Hermione looked up at Harry and almost asked 'what's wrong' when there was a loud crash coming from the hallway. Ginny jumped and the group spun around. The house stopped shaking and all was quiet. Hermione clutched Ron's arms tighter and Arthur Weasley snatched a pan from the floor. Harry continued to rub his scar and stood up. Fred and George walked cautiously towards the hallway. Molly Weasley looked at her husband and nodded her head towards the twins. Sighing Arthur complied and walked behind them.
Everyone curiously walked behind the Weasley boys. Fred and George suddenly stopped and Harry could hear voices and muttering in the hallway. Suddenly there were footsteps. Fred and George continued to walk, wands in hand, when all the lights went out. Tonks squealed and immediately put a hand over her mouth. Hermione still clutched Ron around the waist and Harry pulled his wand out of his pajama shirt. Footsteps continued closer and closer toward them. Fred and George could see a small light flicker on ahead of them. Bigger and bigger the light got until they could see something white shimmer across the hallways. The muttering got louder and louder when Harry made out a familiar voice.
"Careful not to wake them if they are sleeping," said a soft, old voice. Harry smiled; he could make out that voice any day of the week. Suddenly the light went out. The twins stared ahead squinting when there was an explosion of light and the face of the familiar voice came into focus. Everyone except Harry screamed at the unexpected burst of light and focus.
"I trust it was not my face that scared you and just our entrance," smiled Albus Dumbledore kindly at the ten bewildered wizards. Standing behind Dumbledore were four people. Harry was delighted to see that two of the guests happened to be Rebeus Hagrid and Mad Eye Moody. The other two were Lucius and Draco Malfoy.
Draco Malfoy glared at Harry, than looked over at Hermione who was still clutching Ron around the waist. She caught his eye and immediately dropped her arms to her sides. "Albus!" cried Mrs. Weasley, "It is so great of you to come, but don't mind my asking 'Why do you come at this hour? It is nearly 2:00 am!'" Dumbledore smiled and looked at the tired bunch of people. Then a solemn look crossed his face. "Molly, why don't you and your husband come sit with me and Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Moody in the kitchen. Remeus, Tonks, you two should probably come too," Dumbledore briskly walked past everyone into the kitchen. Molly stared at Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, and Ginny. "You should all have been asleep hours ago! I trust there will be no more adventures for the rest of the night! Now off with you and take young mister Malfoy with you!" Mrs. Weasley turned around and walked with the rest of the adults into the kitchen after Dumbledore.
Ron was about to turn and walk with the others when he thought of something. "I'll catch up in a minute! I just. have to clean up something," Ron rushed into the kitchen where the adults were all seated around a large table. Everyone that is, except Dumbledore who was looking at Ron's pie hungrily. Ron stopped in his tracks and stared horrified at Dumbledore as he raised a small piece to his mouth. "Delicious. Pumpkin is one of my all time favorites," Dumbledore smiled as he swallowed his chunk of pie. "Bit juicy." Ron had a look of utter disgust on his face. He turned around to face the hallway. "That was bloody disgusting," he said softly before putting his hand over his mouth.