Title: Pranks.
by: LilyP_writer@yahoo.com
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Chapter 2: Dolls
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Harry descended the stairs down to the dark Weasley family room. It was only an hour after Harry and Ginny's 2 o'clock prank and he couldn't sleep, he blamed it on adrenaline. Harry was surprised to see the girl he was just thinking about sitting on the love seat petting one of the barn cats.
"Ginny?" Harry asked, sitting down next to her. She looked lazily over at him, her hair was wet like she had just finished a shower and Harry could smell sweet, soapy, ocean air coming from the dark red locks atop her head.
"Huh?" Ginny sleepily growled.
"What are you doing awake?" Harry leaned back, slightly smiling at the fact she was showing most of her skin, the short she wore looked like they belongs to little boys, her shirt seemed to belong to her, but Harry recognized it as Hermione's.
Ginny raised her hand as if she was getting up but she was too tired and it fell, resting on Harry's lap. "Hermione should be here any minute."
"She is? Why didn't she owl me?" He said, feeling slightly hurt, but a new feeling crept in because this very pretty girl's hand was resting on his leg.
"It was a last minute thing, Ron wouldn't invite her so I did." Ginny stated. "There is too much testosterone in this house for way to long. I need a female friend here."
Harry said with mock hurt, "You don't like hanging out with me, Gin?"
"No, not really." She joked. Harry put a hand to his heart in a melodramatic way and frowned. "Oh, Harry, its not you, its me. Can we just stay friends?"
Harry laughed then told her sarcastically, "I know every guy loves to hear those."
"I'm sure you hear them all the time." She said, sweetly. Harry gave her a small push and she giggled.
Harry smiled at her then suddenly a soft bang was heard from outdoors, Harry turned around and looked at the door. Ginny was looking at Harry to see some sigh of what was going on, too lazy to do it herself.
The door opened slowly and the silhouette of Hermione Granger was in the door way, pushing her school trunk in the room. "I'll get that!" Harry jumped up and went to pick up her trunk but she gave him a quick hug and hello before he was aloud to touch it.
Hermione waited until Harry was out of the room then she walked over to Ginny and gave her a hug, only receiving a halfhearted one in return. "So," Hermione said, nudging Ginny in the rubs, "what were you and Harry doing alone in the living room this late at night?"
"Hermione!" Ginny giggled.
Hermione smiled then whispered, "Shh, he's coming back, pretend to be asleep." Ginny didn't ask questions, she was tired so pretending wouldn't be that big of a theatrical stretch. "Harry," Hermione whispered, walking to meet the person she was talking to at the foot of the stairs. "It's so good to see you!" She hugged him again, longer this time.
"Nice to see you too, Hermione." Harry hugged her back, she had been the only girl Harry would every hug, he was afraid to touch another girl, even his first girlfriend, Cho Chang. He looked over at Ginny and thought to himself, 'I wouldn't mind hugging Ginny.'
"I'm tired, I'll go up to bed, but," she seemed to be fighting back a smile, "can you help me get Ginny up to her room?"
Hermione didn't wait for a definite yes, the moment she saw his head tilt upward she grabbed and dragged him to the little sofa before his head could drop down for the international symbol of 'yes.'
Harry slipped one arm under her knees and the other on her back, Hermione was there to situate her while she laid, in half fetal position in his arms. Ginny stirred a little, wrapping her arms around Harry's neck.
'This isn't that bad,' Harry thought smiling as Ginny nuzzled the skin under his ear. His thoughts must have been written all over his face because Hermione was standing, arms crossed, and smiling at him then she mouthed, "Should I leave you two alone?"
Harry rolled his eyes and began to walk up the stairs. It wasn't a burden at all, she wasn't heavy but more like a pleasant weight. When they reached the room, Hermione opened it and let Harry in, all the lights were off so she lead Harry and his cargo to Ginny's bed. Hermione pulled back the covers and helped Harry lay Ginny down.
From the dim light coming from her window he could just see her sleeping form on the bed, he reached up and touched her face, but noticing that Hermione was watching he played it off buy taking a piece of hair out of her face. "What?" Harry gave Hermione a disgusted look.
Hermione smiled, "Good night, Harry." Harry nodded and left the room, running to his own where he could lay down and sleep and not be bothered till morning, where he would go down to breakfast and Ginny will be back to her old self and not this beauty in the night. 'Beauty in the night?' Harry asked himself, 'That was so corny, never think like that again, Potter.' Harry rolled his eyes, 'Your talking to yourself?'
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Harry woke up the next morning very tired but happy, and he couldn't remember why. But when he was pulling on his trousers he remembered the prank. Harry quickly dressed which might have caught Ron's attention if not for the humming. "Why are you so cheerful this morning?" Ron asked.
"Oh nothing." Harry lied.
There was a knock at the door. "Come in," said Ron who hadn't put on a shirt yet. Harry quickly checked his fly for just in case.
"Morning, hurry up we are going to miss breakfas--" Hermione had walked in and gave a morning greeting by hugging Harry who was by the door then she spotted shirtless Ron.
Harry looked at Hermione, who looked a bit flustered then to Ron who was bright red.
"Wh--what are you doing here?" Ron barked after the shock of seeing the girl of his dreams staring at his chest.
"You said 'Come in,' Ron." Hermione told him, the same Hermione coming back into view.
"No, I mean at our house." Ron glared.
Harry rolled his eyes and left the room so they could bicker.
"I was invited!" Hermione crossed her arms and it made Ron's eyes drift to them then back when he realized that they sort of supported her chest is a way that made him blush.
"By who?" Ron barked.
"Ginny, for your information." Hermione crossed over to Harry's cot and sat down glaring across the room at Ron.
"That pest," Ron growled.
"Hey! She's my friend," Hermione told him, "and you were too last time I checked, why are you so upset now?"
Ron walked over and Hermione noticed the way his stomach had hills and valleys of muscles and the way when he blushed that his whole upper body(thats all she could see) turned red like his face, 'That's so cute,' she thought. 'Wait, did I just say that Ron's cute?'
"Why am I upset?" Ron asked, only a foot from her. Hermione nodded, still sitting, not sure if she should stand up. Ron walked closer and bent down, his hair ruffled from just waking up. "Because, your sitting on my shirt." He yanked the fabric from under Hermione's bottom and she stood up almost hitting her head on his.
"Sorry," she mumbled, blushing.
"Its ok," Ron smiled mischievously, "I just didn't want you to explode, because you were so red for checking me out that you were being to scare me."
He gave a cocky grin and Hermione began to march off calling him a prat.
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Harry had joined Ginny at the kitchen table, she looked rested and excited she turned and smiled at Ginny then heard stomping and the kitchen door swung open, "Its only Hermione." Ginny said, disappointed.
"Why thank you, Ginny," Hermione said with hurt and sarcastic tone.
"What's wrong?" Harry and Ginny asked. All that they could make out was 'your' and 'brother'. Harry nodded and Ginny rolled her eyes.
The door opened again and, speak of the devil, Ron came in and sat next to Hermione, grinning at her. "All right," Ginny turned to Harry, they should be up any minut--"
Suddenly a large crash was heard from upstairs and 2 very loud yells then two pops as the twins entered the kitchen. Gales of laughed erupted from the table.
Fred and George were standing there in their t-shirt and boxers, their usual pjs, but they looked different. It seemed like Ginny must have been putting make up on them because Fred and George had bright red lip stick, rosy cheeks, thick eyeliner, black mascara, and lots of eye shadow.
The potion that caused their hair to grow also seemed to change its color, Fred had baby blue hair and George had bublegum pink as his Do's color. What also seemed to be a very good touch by Ginny was that their nails were bright red to match their lipstick. When Harry was laughing he sort of fell out of his chair and noticed that their toenails were painted red also.
The twins came up behind Harry and Ginny and whispered to each of them, "This means War."
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So it meant war? What was that supposed to me? Harry thought it was just supposed to scare them, which it did for a few days but the heat was scaring them more than ever so they focused on that instead.
Harry was sitting in the Weasley living room. "Hurry up, Ginny!" Ron called to his little sister who was still upstairs.
"Just go," Harry said, "I'll wait for her."
"Alright, thanks mate," Ron said leaving the room quickly for the back yard, Hermione winked at Harry but he ignored her and picked up the Daily Prophet and Ginny's half finished cross word and looked down the list until he heard her coming down the stairs.
She was wearing some sunglass when pulled back her hair, a white t-shirt and he could see a hint of red showing through beneath it. It was her swimsuit, since it was so hot, the trio plus Ginny were going to go swimming in a lake that was on the Weasley's grounds. Then something made Harry give a double take. Ginny was wearing a pair of red boy's board shorts with white outlines of Hawaiian flowers.
"Nice shorts, Weasley." Harry smiled, walking out the door with her. The warmth already getting on his nerves.
"Thanks, they are my brother's," She said, making sure that the crossword she picked up was safely tucked away in her beach bag.
"Where did you get them?" Harry asked innocently.
"In Ron's room," Ginny told him, not sure where this would go, she began to feel the heat and she rolled up her sleeves a little.
"On my cot, with the rest of my clean laundry?" Harry smiled.
"Oh my God!" Ginny put a hand up to her pale face and it turned beat red. "These are yours?" Harry nodded. "I'm sorry, I'll take them off!" Ginny put her hands on the drawstring.
Harry put a hand on her forearm, "No," Harry grinned, walking in front of her, "They look better on you anyway."
Ginny smiled to herself, "Thanks, Potter," she said trying to get the awkward feeling she felt to go away.
Harry just smiled and said, "Well get going, Weasley! I'm hot and could use a swim."
Ginny smiled and he dragged her to the lake, 'Yeah,' she admitted to herself, 'he is hot.'
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Next Chapter: The rest of the swimming party. How does Ron react at Hermione?? Who knows?
Thank your to:
Ashlyn Alexander : Thank you,I'm glad! Hope you enjoy my outcome.
Butler : Thank you!
SjabRox , jacfaithmac : Sorry it took a while. By Thanksgiving I should have 5-8 chapters up!
Rita3 : Thanks! And thank you for e-mailing me and helping me out!
HopefulTears: Weird review, but I guess that I'll take that as a complement?
by: LilyP_writer@yahoo.com
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Chapter 2: Dolls
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Harry descended the stairs down to the dark Weasley family room. It was only an hour after Harry and Ginny's 2 o'clock prank and he couldn't sleep, he blamed it on adrenaline. Harry was surprised to see the girl he was just thinking about sitting on the love seat petting one of the barn cats.
"Ginny?" Harry asked, sitting down next to her. She looked lazily over at him, her hair was wet like she had just finished a shower and Harry could smell sweet, soapy, ocean air coming from the dark red locks atop her head.
"Huh?" Ginny sleepily growled.
"What are you doing awake?" Harry leaned back, slightly smiling at the fact she was showing most of her skin, the short she wore looked like they belongs to little boys, her shirt seemed to belong to her, but Harry recognized it as Hermione's.
Ginny raised her hand as if she was getting up but she was too tired and it fell, resting on Harry's lap. "Hermione should be here any minute."
"She is? Why didn't she owl me?" He said, feeling slightly hurt, but a new feeling crept in because this very pretty girl's hand was resting on his leg.
"It was a last minute thing, Ron wouldn't invite her so I did." Ginny stated. "There is too much testosterone in this house for way to long. I need a female friend here."
Harry said with mock hurt, "You don't like hanging out with me, Gin?"
"No, not really." She joked. Harry put a hand to his heart in a melodramatic way and frowned. "Oh, Harry, its not you, its me. Can we just stay friends?"
Harry laughed then told her sarcastically, "I know every guy loves to hear those."
"I'm sure you hear them all the time." She said, sweetly. Harry gave her a small push and she giggled.
Harry smiled at her then suddenly a soft bang was heard from outdoors, Harry turned around and looked at the door. Ginny was looking at Harry to see some sigh of what was going on, too lazy to do it herself.
The door opened slowly and the silhouette of Hermione Granger was in the door way, pushing her school trunk in the room. "I'll get that!" Harry jumped up and went to pick up her trunk but she gave him a quick hug and hello before he was aloud to touch it.
Hermione waited until Harry was out of the room then she walked over to Ginny and gave her a hug, only receiving a halfhearted one in return. "So," Hermione said, nudging Ginny in the rubs, "what were you and Harry doing alone in the living room this late at night?"
"Hermione!" Ginny giggled.
Hermione smiled then whispered, "Shh, he's coming back, pretend to be asleep." Ginny didn't ask questions, she was tired so pretending wouldn't be that big of a theatrical stretch. "Harry," Hermione whispered, walking to meet the person she was talking to at the foot of the stairs. "It's so good to see you!" She hugged him again, longer this time.
"Nice to see you too, Hermione." Harry hugged her back, she had been the only girl Harry would every hug, he was afraid to touch another girl, even his first girlfriend, Cho Chang. He looked over at Ginny and thought to himself, 'I wouldn't mind hugging Ginny.'
"I'm tired, I'll go up to bed, but," she seemed to be fighting back a smile, "can you help me get Ginny up to her room?"
Hermione didn't wait for a definite yes, the moment she saw his head tilt upward she grabbed and dragged him to the little sofa before his head could drop down for the international symbol of 'yes.'
Harry slipped one arm under her knees and the other on her back, Hermione was there to situate her while she laid, in half fetal position in his arms. Ginny stirred a little, wrapping her arms around Harry's neck.
'This isn't that bad,' Harry thought smiling as Ginny nuzzled the skin under his ear. His thoughts must have been written all over his face because Hermione was standing, arms crossed, and smiling at him then she mouthed, "Should I leave you two alone?"
Harry rolled his eyes and began to walk up the stairs. It wasn't a burden at all, she wasn't heavy but more like a pleasant weight. When they reached the room, Hermione opened it and let Harry in, all the lights were off so she lead Harry and his cargo to Ginny's bed. Hermione pulled back the covers and helped Harry lay Ginny down.
From the dim light coming from her window he could just see her sleeping form on the bed, he reached up and touched her face, but noticing that Hermione was watching he played it off buy taking a piece of hair out of her face. "What?" Harry gave Hermione a disgusted look.
Hermione smiled, "Good night, Harry." Harry nodded and left the room, running to his own where he could lay down and sleep and not be bothered till morning, where he would go down to breakfast and Ginny will be back to her old self and not this beauty in the night. 'Beauty in the night?' Harry asked himself, 'That was so corny, never think like that again, Potter.' Harry rolled his eyes, 'Your talking to yourself?'
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Harry woke up the next morning very tired but happy, and he couldn't remember why. But when he was pulling on his trousers he remembered the prank. Harry quickly dressed which might have caught Ron's attention if not for the humming. "Why are you so cheerful this morning?" Ron asked.
"Oh nothing." Harry lied.
There was a knock at the door. "Come in," said Ron who hadn't put on a shirt yet. Harry quickly checked his fly for just in case.
"Morning, hurry up we are going to miss breakfas--" Hermione had walked in and gave a morning greeting by hugging Harry who was by the door then she spotted shirtless Ron.
Harry looked at Hermione, who looked a bit flustered then to Ron who was bright red.
"Wh--what are you doing here?" Ron barked after the shock of seeing the girl of his dreams staring at his chest.
"You said 'Come in,' Ron." Hermione told him, the same Hermione coming back into view.
"No, I mean at our house." Ron glared.
Harry rolled his eyes and left the room so they could bicker.
"I was invited!" Hermione crossed her arms and it made Ron's eyes drift to them then back when he realized that they sort of supported her chest is a way that made him blush.
"By who?" Ron barked.
"Ginny, for your information." Hermione crossed over to Harry's cot and sat down glaring across the room at Ron.
"That pest," Ron growled.
"Hey! She's my friend," Hermione told him, "and you were too last time I checked, why are you so upset now?"
Ron walked over and Hermione noticed the way his stomach had hills and valleys of muscles and the way when he blushed that his whole upper body(thats all she could see) turned red like his face, 'That's so cute,' she thought. 'Wait, did I just say that Ron's cute?'
"Why am I upset?" Ron asked, only a foot from her. Hermione nodded, still sitting, not sure if she should stand up. Ron walked closer and bent down, his hair ruffled from just waking up. "Because, your sitting on my shirt." He yanked the fabric from under Hermione's bottom and she stood up almost hitting her head on his.
"Sorry," she mumbled, blushing.
"Its ok," Ron smiled mischievously, "I just didn't want you to explode, because you were so red for checking me out that you were being to scare me."
He gave a cocky grin and Hermione began to march off calling him a prat.
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Harry had joined Ginny at the kitchen table, she looked rested and excited she turned and smiled at Ginny then heard stomping and the kitchen door swung open, "Its only Hermione." Ginny said, disappointed.
"Why thank you, Ginny," Hermione said with hurt and sarcastic tone.
"What's wrong?" Harry and Ginny asked. All that they could make out was 'your' and 'brother'. Harry nodded and Ginny rolled her eyes.
The door opened again and, speak of the devil, Ron came in and sat next to Hermione, grinning at her. "All right," Ginny turned to Harry, they should be up any minut--"
Suddenly a large crash was heard from upstairs and 2 very loud yells then two pops as the twins entered the kitchen. Gales of laughed erupted from the table.
Fred and George were standing there in their t-shirt and boxers, their usual pjs, but they looked different. It seemed like Ginny must have been putting make up on them because Fred and George had bright red lip stick, rosy cheeks, thick eyeliner, black mascara, and lots of eye shadow.
The potion that caused their hair to grow also seemed to change its color, Fred had baby blue hair and George had bublegum pink as his Do's color. What also seemed to be a very good touch by Ginny was that their nails were bright red to match their lipstick. When Harry was laughing he sort of fell out of his chair and noticed that their toenails were painted red also.
The twins came up behind Harry and Ginny and whispered to each of them, "This means War."
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So it meant war? What was that supposed to me? Harry thought it was just supposed to scare them, which it did for a few days but the heat was scaring them more than ever so they focused on that instead.
Harry was sitting in the Weasley living room. "Hurry up, Ginny!" Ron called to his little sister who was still upstairs.
"Just go," Harry said, "I'll wait for her."
"Alright, thanks mate," Ron said leaving the room quickly for the back yard, Hermione winked at Harry but he ignored her and picked up the Daily Prophet and Ginny's half finished cross word and looked down the list until he heard her coming down the stairs.
She was wearing some sunglass when pulled back her hair, a white t-shirt and he could see a hint of red showing through beneath it. It was her swimsuit, since it was so hot, the trio plus Ginny were going to go swimming in a lake that was on the Weasley's grounds. Then something made Harry give a double take. Ginny was wearing a pair of red boy's board shorts with white outlines of Hawaiian flowers.
"Nice shorts, Weasley." Harry smiled, walking out the door with her. The warmth already getting on his nerves.
"Thanks, they are my brother's," She said, making sure that the crossword she picked up was safely tucked away in her beach bag.
"Where did you get them?" Harry asked innocently.
"In Ron's room," Ginny told him, not sure where this would go, she began to feel the heat and she rolled up her sleeves a little.
"On my cot, with the rest of my clean laundry?" Harry smiled.
"Oh my God!" Ginny put a hand up to her pale face and it turned beat red. "These are yours?" Harry nodded. "I'm sorry, I'll take them off!" Ginny put her hands on the drawstring.
Harry put a hand on her forearm, "No," Harry grinned, walking in front of her, "They look better on you anyway."
Ginny smiled to herself, "Thanks, Potter," she said trying to get the awkward feeling she felt to go away.
Harry just smiled and said, "Well get going, Weasley! I'm hot and could use a swim."
Ginny smiled and he dragged her to the lake, 'Yeah,' she admitted to herself, 'he is hot.'
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Next Chapter: The rest of the swimming party. How does Ron react at Hermione?? Who knows?
Thank your to:
Ashlyn Alexander : Thank you,I'm glad! Hope you enjoy my outcome.
Butler : Thank you!
SjabRox , jacfaithmac : Sorry it took a while. By Thanksgiving I should have 5-8 chapters up!
Rita3 : Thanks! And thank you for e-mailing me and helping me out!
HopefulTears: Weird review, but I guess that I'll take that as a complement?