Title: Pranks.
by: LilyP_writer@yahoo.com
~~~~~
Chapter 7: Size Isn't Everything
~~~~~
Ginny's face was in her hands then she jerked her head up, "Why don't Fred and George just stop it?"
Harry stopped shaking the door to their locked compartment door of the Hogwarts Express and sat down across from Ginny. "I don't know. I didn't think the hair and makeup thing was that bad." Harry told her.
"Eww! Harry!" Ginny spat, "Those are my BROTHERS your talking about."
Harry put on a disgusted face, "No!" He yelled, "I didn't mean I thought they were pretty or anything but I mean the prank."
"Oh," was all that Ginny said, hiding a smile and pulling out a chess board to play with Harry. They played seven games. Four were won by Harry, only three where won by Ginny and they gave up on the board. The lunch trolley came a while after midday but it didn't stop and open the door that Harry and Ginny couldn't get out of.
Every once and a while a prefect or random student would walk by and Harry and Ginny would jump up and bang on the door but it was as if they couldn't hear them. They gave up trying to get anyone's attention about on the 12th attempt.
So, they sat there laughing and joking a lot but occasionally looking at the compartment door as if it wouldn't laugh at their jokes. That's when they first saw it. Harry and Ginny couldn't get the student's attentions, but could tell that they are all in uniforms already.
"I suppose we are going to be there soon." Harry mumbled.
"Yeah." Ginny looked at her trunk, "Should we change?"
"Well," Harry mumbled, "I'll go first, just turn around."
Ginny walked to the compartment door and could see out into the hall, wondering if they were ever going to get out. The train was still moving but it got slower which told Ginny and Harry that they were reaching their destination soon. The lights in the train flickered brighter as the sky outside the train drew darker.
Harry opened his trunk and pulled out his uniform. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it on the seat beside him. Ginny could see it out of the corner of her eye and began to blush. Harry then tossed his pants in the same place which made Ginny go even more red as she looked out the window.
"All right." Harry told her, Ginny turned around and he was buttoning up his shirt, his tie hung over his left arm and his Hogwarts robes were on his right arm.
Ginny, who was still red and Harry's chest in plain sight didn't help, traded places with him. He turned around and looked through the compartment door window. Ginny opened her trunk and pulled out her uniform. Ginny began taking off her muggle blue jeans and folding them gently in her trunk then she put on her skirt which seemed a little short but she took no notice.
Ginny pulled off her T-shirt and pulled on her shirt then pulled the sides together. "Oh crap." Ginny mumbled.
"What?" Harry asked, turning a bit.
"Don't turn around!" Ginny exclaimed, desperately trying to get the sides of her shirt to button up. Ginny's adult medium shirt must have been replaced with a child small. Ginny tugged on it violently before stopping and realizing that it was hopeless.
"Harry?" She whispered.
"Can I turn around?"
"NO!" Ginny yelled. Harry crossed his arms. "What size shirt do you where?" Ginny crossed her fingers.
"Medium." Harry said. "Why?" Harry turned around and his face became bright red. A small skimpy shirt was on Ginny, he could see from her neck down to her skirt bare skin, except for the lime green bra she wore. "Sorry!" Harry turned around again.
Ginny sighed, "Fred and George changed out my shirts. Do you have one I can barrow?" Harry nodded, unable to speak, and bumped into his trunk to pull out an extra shirt, he tossed it to Ginny from behind his back.
"Thank you," Ginny said, after a minute. She hugged him from behind and Harry turned around to hug her. Harry's face still bright red at seeing his first bra.
"No problem." He said while her arms were wrapped around him in his shirt. Harry then felt a tiny peck on the cheek where she planted her lips as a thank you.
The compartment door opened and Hermione and Ron stood in the doorway. Hermione, her arms crossed and a knowing smile on her face and Ron with his hands on his hips and a scowl on his face.
~~~
School has been barely a week and Hermione was already found doing homework in the library. Ron found himself in there one evening. 'Eh!' He growled to himself. 'Books!'
He glanced around through the tables in search of that particular prefect. As he walked passed two Hufflepuffs trading chocolate frog cards and five Ravenclaws girls putting on make up he spotted her in a far table, head buried in a book.
Ron ducked behind a book shelf and scooted until he was behind her. Her bushy head bobbed as she read, he always noticed how her head did that. He tip toed forward and placed his arms around her.
"Ahh!" She yelled quietly, her book falling to the table and her legs flying up. "Ronald Weasley," she pushed him playfully. "Never do that to me again!" She whispered.
Hermione sat back down to pick up her book again. Ron pulled a chair up so it was right next to her and he sat down. After about a minute of Ron watching Hermione read, she looked over at him and said, "What? I can't concentrate when you look at me!"
Ron smiled, "I can't concentrate when your looking at me."
Hermione's stomach did a flip as she felt his warm hand on her knee and a cocky grin on his face. Ron leaned in and smiled more broadly. His face inched closer and closer, Hermione could tell he wanted to kiss her but she pushed him away, "Ron! We're in the library! Anyone could see us."
"So?" Ron's hand slipped further upward.
"Don't do that!" Hermione pushed his hand down but he just put it right back.
"Why?" His smile got bigger as she became more uncomfortable.
"Because!" Hermione said as if it was the most obvious reason in the world.
"Why, Hermione?" Ron's hand ventured between her legs and rubbed at a patch of skin on her lower thigh.
"Because," she whispered, "we are just friends!"
Ron's hand stopped and left her leg. Hermione suddenly felt incomplete without his hand there on her leg. "Oh," Ron mumbled, "I, um, I guess your right." Ron pushed his chair back and stood up.
"Oh, Ron," Hermione said, "I didn't--"
"No, no, I understand." Ron said standing up, "I have to meet Harry in the Common Room." He left.
'How could I do that?' Hermione thought to herself, putting her book in her bag and leaving the library. Walking through the halls she thought to herself, 'Well, we are just friends. But do "Just Friends" kiss each other on the lips? He has been my friend since first year, why would we start to like each other now?' Hermione stopped in the middle of the corridor and just thought of what she thought.
"I do not like him." Hermione told herself out loud.
"All right, you don't like him." Ginny said from behind her, "And just who is this 'him' that you don't like?"
"Your brother," Hermione mumbled.
"Yeah right! I know you two like each other." Ginny waved and headed for the Great Hall.
Hermione mumbled to herself and entered the Common Room just as Harry was leaving. "Hey Hermione, wanna walk with me to dinner?"
"Aren't you meeting Ron?" Hermione asked.
"No." Harry raised an eyebrow, "Why?"
"He said you were." Hermione frowned.
Harry shrugged as Hermione went upstairs to put her bag up and change her sweater. Hermione ran over to him and they walked together to the Great Hall.
Ginny hit the wall with her fist. "Hey!" Harry yelled, "Watch it!"
"Sorry," Ginny mumbled, "2nd time in a week!" Ginny was, once again, locked up with Harry. This time in a broom closet that was so small that Ginny and Harry were pressed up against one another.
Ginny rested her head on the wall behind her. Harry, who couldn't stop staring at her laughed, "At least you don't have bad breath."
Ginny, laughing with him replied, "I'm glad I didn't have that garlic bread at dinner!" Ginny giggled. Then she sighed.
"What?" Harry asked.
Ginny tugged on her rob until it fell to the floor. "It is so damn hot in here!" Harry smiled as she pulled on her sweater. "Um," Ginny said, blushing slightly, "can you help me, with my sweat--"
"Sure." Harry slowly reached over and pulled off her sweater. Ginny licked her lips and smiled, Harry stared at her gleaming white teeth and her smooth lips until she snapped him back into reality when she said thank you.
Harry smiled and turned his face away then looked back, she was smiling at him. "What?" Harry asked.
"Nothing," Ginny smiled turning away.
"Nothing, huh?" Harry asked, laughing and tickling her.
"No," Ginny panted pushing him and laying her head on his chest, "no," she sighed letting a last giggle leave her lips.
Harry smiled as she lifted her head up and began to lean in. Ginny's smile faded a little as she closed her eyes and Harry's lips touched her's.
"You can stop now." Hermione mumbled from under Harry's Invisibility Cloak.
Harry jerked his head around and noticed the door was open, but he couldn't move, he was dizzy and hot. Ginny's hands where around his neck and his hands were on her waist.
"Come on," Hermione mumbled, "Lets go."
Harry let Ginny step into the cloak first, Harry bent down and picked up her tossed robe and sweater and joined her under the cloak, he would have tried to hold her hand but Hermione was in the way.
~~~
Hermione noticed that Ron wasn't at dinner earlier, or in the Common Room after dinner, or at Breakfast the next morning...
~~~
Next Chapter: Can Hermione make it up to Ron? Will Harry and Ginny do anything in result of their little peck? I don't know...
A/N: This one took a while, but oh well...This story isn't going exactly the way I planned, but its going good, don't you think? Almost done!
Thanks to:
arios , dolphingirl79 : Thank you!
Rita3 : Hey! Do you like? I felt bad when that whole thing with Ron and Hermione happened, but I think it had to happen.
SjabRox : I cried hard, not at first because I didn't realize what happened, it wasn't until it was written out that it sunk in and I cried.
Darcy16 : I love "Ghost" ! Maybe this was my subconscience way of incorperating it, or maybe I just like stealing plots that I don't realize I'm stealing.
SiremBlack : Thank you! I'm glad you liked me bringing back Sirius, I just miss him so much! I'm wondering how Harry is going to coap with Sirius being gone in the 6th book, I can't cap so I brought him back...Oh and I'm glad you liked the kiss.
by: LilyP_writer@yahoo.com
~~~~~
Chapter 7: Size Isn't Everything
~~~~~
Ginny's face was in her hands then she jerked her head up, "Why don't Fred and George just stop it?"
Harry stopped shaking the door to their locked compartment door of the Hogwarts Express and sat down across from Ginny. "I don't know. I didn't think the hair and makeup thing was that bad." Harry told her.
"Eww! Harry!" Ginny spat, "Those are my BROTHERS your talking about."
Harry put on a disgusted face, "No!" He yelled, "I didn't mean I thought they were pretty or anything but I mean the prank."
"Oh," was all that Ginny said, hiding a smile and pulling out a chess board to play with Harry. They played seven games. Four were won by Harry, only three where won by Ginny and they gave up on the board. The lunch trolley came a while after midday but it didn't stop and open the door that Harry and Ginny couldn't get out of.
Every once and a while a prefect or random student would walk by and Harry and Ginny would jump up and bang on the door but it was as if they couldn't hear them. They gave up trying to get anyone's attention about on the 12th attempt.
So, they sat there laughing and joking a lot but occasionally looking at the compartment door as if it wouldn't laugh at their jokes. That's when they first saw it. Harry and Ginny couldn't get the student's attentions, but could tell that they are all in uniforms already.
"I suppose we are going to be there soon." Harry mumbled.
"Yeah." Ginny looked at her trunk, "Should we change?"
"Well," Harry mumbled, "I'll go first, just turn around."
Ginny walked to the compartment door and could see out into the hall, wondering if they were ever going to get out. The train was still moving but it got slower which told Ginny and Harry that they were reaching their destination soon. The lights in the train flickered brighter as the sky outside the train drew darker.
Harry opened his trunk and pulled out his uniform. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it on the seat beside him. Ginny could see it out of the corner of her eye and began to blush. Harry then tossed his pants in the same place which made Ginny go even more red as she looked out the window.
"All right." Harry told her, Ginny turned around and he was buttoning up his shirt, his tie hung over his left arm and his Hogwarts robes were on his right arm.
Ginny, who was still red and Harry's chest in plain sight didn't help, traded places with him. He turned around and looked through the compartment door window. Ginny opened her trunk and pulled out her uniform. Ginny began taking off her muggle blue jeans and folding them gently in her trunk then she put on her skirt which seemed a little short but she took no notice.
Ginny pulled off her T-shirt and pulled on her shirt then pulled the sides together. "Oh crap." Ginny mumbled.
"What?" Harry asked, turning a bit.
"Don't turn around!" Ginny exclaimed, desperately trying to get the sides of her shirt to button up. Ginny's adult medium shirt must have been replaced with a child small. Ginny tugged on it violently before stopping and realizing that it was hopeless.
"Harry?" She whispered.
"Can I turn around?"
"NO!" Ginny yelled. Harry crossed his arms. "What size shirt do you where?" Ginny crossed her fingers.
"Medium." Harry said. "Why?" Harry turned around and his face became bright red. A small skimpy shirt was on Ginny, he could see from her neck down to her skirt bare skin, except for the lime green bra she wore. "Sorry!" Harry turned around again.
Ginny sighed, "Fred and George changed out my shirts. Do you have one I can barrow?" Harry nodded, unable to speak, and bumped into his trunk to pull out an extra shirt, he tossed it to Ginny from behind his back.
"Thank you," Ginny said, after a minute. She hugged him from behind and Harry turned around to hug her. Harry's face still bright red at seeing his first bra.
"No problem." He said while her arms were wrapped around him in his shirt. Harry then felt a tiny peck on the cheek where she planted her lips as a thank you.
The compartment door opened and Hermione and Ron stood in the doorway. Hermione, her arms crossed and a knowing smile on her face and Ron with his hands on his hips and a scowl on his face.
~~~
School has been barely a week and Hermione was already found doing homework in the library. Ron found himself in there one evening. 'Eh!' He growled to himself. 'Books!'
He glanced around through the tables in search of that particular prefect. As he walked passed two Hufflepuffs trading chocolate frog cards and five Ravenclaws girls putting on make up he spotted her in a far table, head buried in a book.
Ron ducked behind a book shelf and scooted until he was behind her. Her bushy head bobbed as she read, he always noticed how her head did that. He tip toed forward and placed his arms around her.
"Ahh!" She yelled quietly, her book falling to the table and her legs flying up. "Ronald Weasley," she pushed him playfully. "Never do that to me again!" She whispered.
Hermione sat back down to pick up her book again. Ron pulled a chair up so it was right next to her and he sat down. After about a minute of Ron watching Hermione read, she looked over at him and said, "What? I can't concentrate when you look at me!"
Ron smiled, "I can't concentrate when your looking at me."
Hermione's stomach did a flip as she felt his warm hand on her knee and a cocky grin on his face. Ron leaned in and smiled more broadly. His face inched closer and closer, Hermione could tell he wanted to kiss her but she pushed him away, "Ron! We're in the library! Anyone could see us."
"So?" Ron's hand slipped further upward.
"Don't do that!" Hermione pushed his hand down but he just put it right back.
"Why?" His smile got bigger as she became more uncomfortable.
"Because!" Hermione said as if it was the most obvious reason in the world.
"Why, Hermione?" Ron's hand ventured between her legs and rubbed at a patch of skin on her lower thigh.
"Because," she whispered, "we are just friends!"
Ron's hand stopped and left her leg. Hermione suddenly felt incomplete without his hand there on her leg. "Oh," Ron mumbled, "I, um, I guess your right." Ron pushed his chair back and stood up.
"Oh, Ron," Hermione said, "I didn't--"
"No, no, I understand." Ron said standing up, "I have to meet Harry in the Common Room." He left.
'How could I do that?' Hermione thought to herself, putting her book in her bag and leaving the library. Walking through the halls she thought to herself, 'Well, we are just friends. But do "Just Friends" kiss each other on the lips? He has been my friend since first year, why would we start to like each other now?' Hermione stopped in the middle of the corridor and just thought of what she thought.
"I do not like him." Hermione told herself out loud.
"All right, you don't like him." Ginny said from behind her, "And just who is this 'him' that you don't like?"
"Your brother," Hermione mumbled.
"Yeah right! I know you two like each other." Ginny waved and headed for the Great Hall.
Hermione mumbled to herself and entered the Common Room just as Harry was leaving. "Hey Hermione, wanna walk with me to dinner?"
"Aren't you meeting Ron?" Hermione asked.
"No." Harry raised an eyebrow, "Why?"
"He said you were." Hermione frowned.
Harry shrugged as Hermione went upstairs to put her bag up and change her sweater. Hermione ran over to him and they walked together to the Great Hall.
Ginny hit the wall with her fist. "Hey!" Harry yelled, "Watch it!"
"Sorry," Ginny mumbled, "2nd time in a week!" Ginny was, once again, locked up with Harry. This time in a broom closet that was so small that Ginny and Harry were pressed up against one another.
Ginny rested her head on the wall behind her. Harry, who couldn't stop staring at her laughed, "At least you don't have bad breath."
Ginny, laughing with him replied, "I'm glad I didn't have that garlic bread at dinner!" Ginny giggled. Then she sighed.
"What?" Harry asked.
Ginny tugged on her rob until it fell to the floor. "It is so damn hot in here!" Harry smiled as she pulled on her sweater. "Um," Ginny said, blushing slightly, "can you help me, with my sweat--"
"Sure." Harry slowly reached over and pulled off her sweater. Ginny licked her lips and smiled, Harry stared at her gleaming white teeth and her smooth lips until she snapped him back into reality when she said thank you.
Harry smiled and turned his face away then looked back, she was smiling at him. "What?" Harry asked.
"Nothing," Ginny smiled turning away.
"Nothing, huh?" Harry asked, laughing and tickling her.
"No," Ginny panted pushing him and laying her head on his chest, "no," she sighed letting a last giggle leave her lips.
Harry smiled as she lifted her head up and began to lean in. Ginny's smile faded a little as she closed her eyes and Harry's lips touched her's.
"You can stop now." Hermione mumbled from under Harry's Invisibility Cloak.
Harry jerked his head around and noticed the door was open, but he couldn't move, he was dizzy and hot. Ginny's hands where around his neck and his hands were on her waist.
"Come on," Hermione mumbled, "Lets go."
Harry let Ginny step into the cloak first, Harry bent down and picked up her tossed robe and sweater and joined her under the cloak, he would have tried to hold her hand but Hermione was in the way.
~~~
Hermione noticed that Ron wasn't at dinner earlier, or in the Common Room after dinner, or at Breakfast the next morning...
~~~
Next Chapter: Can Hermione make it up to Ron? Will Harry and Ginny do anything in result of their little peck? I don't know...
A/N: This one took a while, but oh well...This story isn't going exactly the way I planned, but its going good, don't you think? Almost done!
Thanks to:
arios , dolphingirl79 : Thank you!
Rita3 : Hey! Do you like? I felt bad when that whole thing with Ron and Hermione happened, but I think it had to happen.
SjabRox : I cried hard, not at first because I didn't realize what happened, it wasn't until it was written out that it sunk in and I cried.
Darcy16 : I love "Ghost" ! Maybe this was my subconscience way of incorperating it, or maybe I just like stealing plots that I don't realize I'm stealing.
SiremBlack : Thank you! I'm glad you liked me bringing back Sirius, I just miss him so much! I'm wondering how Harry is going to coap with Sirius being gone in the 6th book, I can't cap so I brought him back...Oh and I'm glad you liked the kiss.