Title: Pranks.
by: LilyP_writer@yahoo.com
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Chapter 9: Make Ups...
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It had been almost a month and Ron still ignored Hermione all he could. One day in History of Magic, Hermione found she could not concentrate on her notes because a certain red-head keeper kept forcing his way into her mind. Hermione turned to Harry and whispered his name.
"What?" Harry said irritably, "Am I writing to loud again?"
"Switch seats with me." Hermione said, ignoring his last comment.
"What?" Harry looked at her like she was crazy for such a random comment.
"Switch seats so I can talk to Ron." Hermione begged. She didn't have to beg long because after she said Ron's name Harry quietly pushed out his chair and switched seats with Hermione. Professor Binns droned on, not noticing that two of his students just played musical chairs.
Hermione whispered over to her right, "Ron?"
"Shh!" Ron whispered loudly, not even looking at her. Seamus turned around from the seat in front of them and laughed. Hermione glared at him so he turned back around.
Hermione looked directly at him, but he wouldn't turn around. "Ron we have to talk."
"Shh!" He said again.
"I miss you." Hermione whispered and touched his arm, he jerked it away from her.
That was the first time he ever did that, pull himself away from her. Hermione gave a look that said: I'm making up my mind about something. Then she decided it. Hermione took a deep breath and pulled her hair out of her bun, it was still damp from her last shower so the frizz was clumped together and looked nicer that usual. Ron's ears turned a little pink as the shampoo smell drifted over a few seats. Hermione let her rob slip off and she loosened her tie so she could unbutton a few of her top shirt buttons. Ron's ears were bright red and they were a bit higher than they normally were.
Hermione mentally cursed herself but she crossed her legs and she noticed that she had made success, Ron tilted his head a bit to see the inches of skin Hermione usually kept covered up. He jerked his head back when he realized what he did. Hermione moved her chair closer to him and placed a hand on his knee, his cheeks became a little pink.
"Ron?" Hermione whispered softly in his bright red ear. "Are you paying attention to me now?"
Ron nodded so Hermione let her hand drift upward to his midthigh. Ron's face turned brighter at this. "Ron?" Hermione smiled, happy at the affect she is having on him. "You believe me when I say that I didn't mean what I said before."
Ron turned his face a little towards her. Hermione slowly inched her hand upward while whispering, "We're not just friends," she emphasized 'just'. "We're more than just friends." Once again, 'just'. "I," she mumbled and smiled, "I want us to be more than just friends."
Ron turned his head around and his facial expression was asking for conferment. Hermione smiled and nodded her head, then her hand went more upward and Ron looked down at his lap. Hermione's dainty fingers were less that half an inch from his 'special place'.
Hermione smiled and pulled her hand away from his leg and onto her own desk to continue notes. Ron and Harry leaned back simutainiously and Harry gave Ron and wink and a thumbs up while Ron put on a happy face of a 5 year old girl when she gets the doll she has wanted.
When the bell rang saying that the hour was over and it was time for lunch Ron packed his things quickly and waited for Hermione, but he ended up waiting for Harry too. In the hall there was a sort of happy silence around Ron and Hermione. Harry, being the odd man out said, "I have to...um..." Harry thought for a second, "go." Then he walked in a random direction.
Ron leaned over and grabbed Hermione's hand in his as they walked down a lonely corridor. "So," Hermione said walking closer to Ron. "Does this mean what I think it means?"
"What?" Ron asked in mock confinement.
"You know what I mean!" Hermione smiled.
Ron opened a door to an empty class room and offered for her to go in first. "I don't think I do, Hermione, what is it that you mean?" Ron smiled.
"Your going to make me say it?" Hermione asked.
"Yes." Ron sat down on top of a desk and looked at Hermione with a huge smile on his face.
Hermione walked over to him and asked, "Are we together?"
Ron smiled, "You mean in this room? Of course, in this room we are together."
Hermione sighed, "Ok, am," she stuttered, "a-am I your gi-girlfriend?"
"Oh!" Ron held that out for a few seconds and said with a smiled, "I guess so."
"Well," Hermione said, taking a step away so she was out of reach. "Aren't you going to at least ask me?"
Ron saw how the tables were turned on that one so he decided that the only fair thing to do was ask her. He stood up and walked over to her, he picked up her hand and brought it to his chest. And, with a voice of that of a man proposing he asked, "Hermione Granger, will you be my snog buddy?"
Hermione put on a stern look but a hint of a smile played on her lips. Ron smiled, "Ok, ok," he cleared his throat. "Hermione Granger, will you be my girlfriend?"
Hermione stood on her tiptoes and kissed him on the lips. Ron bent over so she would have more comfort in the kiss. When she parted there was a smile on her face. "Yes?" Ron nodded.
"Yes!" Hermione agreed. She slipped her hand up to his neck and brought herself up and kissed him again. Her lips were soft and tasted like peppermint. Ron inhaled deeply through his nose to get in her sent. Hermione's fingers played with the hairs at the base of his neck and then they outlined his ears and it made him shiver.
Hermione broke away the kiss and smiled at him. He walked closer to her and backed her up into the wall and she stepped on one of her books that she dropped on the ground. Now they were the same height. Ron kissed Hermione and his hands went for her waist. Hermione's tongue prodded at his lips and he didn't have to think twice to let her in. Their tongues were like horny rabbits attacking each other with passion and rage. If Ginny was around, I'm sure she'd puke.
Ron's hands slipped down to her hips and the waist band of her skirt were he put his thumbs in. They became out of breath and they both broke it off, Hermione smiled and leaned over to his neck and kissed it. She found a spot below his ear lob where his the sent of his cologne was still there. She kissed it again and then nibbled at the skin and her a grunt from Ron and she smiled and kept kissing. "Hermione?" He mumbled in a husky way, "You aren't giving me a hickey are you?"
Hermione pulled away. "Well," she smiled pulling out her wand, "I know a nifty little spell to get rid of them, if they happen to pop up on your skin or mine."
Ron smiled, "On your skin?" Ron touched her neck, "Like this spot? And this one and this one?" He continued to touch her soft neck.
"And maybe even this one!" Hermione unbuttoned two more buttons than before so you could see very little of her dainty white undershirt and the valley between the forbidden lands that she just offered for his lips.
"Hermione Granger, you naughty naughty girl!" Ron smiled. Suddenly his stomach growled.
"Are you hungry?" Hermione asked him.
"Yes." Ron said before kissing her again then he broke off and said, "Mmmmm, good."
Hermione giggled and pulled his hand, "Come on, let go get some lunch before its all gone!" Ron, not really wanting to end this snog session, went with her, holding her hand.
Down the halls they walked, smiling and occasionally giggling. When they entered the Great Hall, they didn't notice some of the funny looks or the occasional whispering. They sat down across from Harry and Ginny who were looking at each other and laughing. Harry turned to face Hermione and covered his eyes and screamed then said, "Hermione! I don't want to see your boobs!"
Ginny began laughing so hard that her face was in her arms on the table and her fist was banging it so that Harry and Ginny's goblets were shaking. Hermione turned bright red and buttoned up her shirt and pulled the hair tie that was around her wrist in her hair to make a bun.
Ginny was laughing so hard that she couldn't speak so she pulled out a mirror and handed it to Ron and Hermione. Hermione lips were bright red just like the skin around her lips, it looked like she was really chapped. Ron too, looked the same way.
Ginny, finally regaining her composer, said, "That is either the funniest thing in the world, or the most disgusting." Harry laughed with her on this and they nearly died in their seats.
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Ginny walked through the dark and deserted Common Room at midnight and walked up stairs to the boy's dorms. She kept one hand on the dark cold railing and walked up the stairs sleepily letting her feet take her to her destination.
She turned the cool door knob and entered the dark room and tiptoed to the bed on the left of the window and she pulled back the curtain and shook the bare shoulder of Harry Potter.
Harry's hand shot up to his eyes and he rubbed them and sat up to see the blurry Ginny Weasley.
"I had a nightmare." She whispered and added, "Can I sleep here tonight?"
Harry squinted his eyes and grunted, "Sure." He moved over and held the sheet to allow Ginny to slip in with him. Ginny turned around and looked around the room and then reluctantly got in bed, it looked as though she didn't really think he would say yes.
Harry closed the curtain so they were in almost complete darkness. Harry wrapped his arms around Ginny and hugged her. "Wanna talk about it?" He whispered.
"No," Ginny said, blushing. "Its kinda stupid."
"It feels better when you talk about it, are you sure?" Harry asked and Ginny nodded bringing herself closer to Harry, placed her check on his chest and closing her eyes, that's when she realized that Harry wasn't wearing a shirt. But she herself wasn't wearing anything but a tank top and a pair of little shirt.
Ginny didn't want to tell Harry that her nightmares where that her entire family died and she was left alone because Harry didn't need to worry about her subconscience stupid fears.
Harry pulled the curtain back enough for the moon light to shine through and onto them. Ginny had fallen asleep, looked like all she needed was to be held. Harry just stared at her. Harry had always had that dream of a different girl every night, the perfect playboy.
Yet, as he lay here which Ginny's warm boy touching his skin and his arms around her, her face pressed against his chest and her heartbeating against his, he came up with a conclusion. One day he would like to get married, just to hold the same girl everynight seemed like this precious gift and he, now, wanted it.
Harry didn't go to sleep but he never felt more rested. He laid there for hours watching her move and tug at his arms to tighten around her body. It wasn't until the sun rose that Ginny woke up. She noticed that Harry was watching her. "How long have you been watching?"
"Not long," Harry lied. "Good sleep?"
"Best I've had in a while. I can't even remember what my nightmare was." Ginny shifted so she was on top of him fully and her chin rested on her arms.
"Thank you." Ginny whispered.
"No problem." Harry said rubbing her cheek with his hand and smiling.
"Um, there is a problem, though." Ginny said nervously.
"Whats that?"
"How am I going to get out of here without anyone seeing me?"
"You can borrow my invisibility cloak." Harry offered and she nodded.
"Thanks." Then she began to smile a smile that made Harry self-conscience.
"What?" He asked nervously.
"I didn't know you slept only in boxers." Ginny giggled into her arms and she traced her other hand on Harry's chest to emphasize the fact he wasn't wearing a shirt.
"Well, I know you would rather me sleep in nothing but--" He smiled and teased her.
Ginny made a face that said 'ha-ha-you're-so-funny' in a sarcastic way.
"Ergh!" Ginny shot up, someone two beds away was making their 'getting-up' noises.
"I'll get the cloak." Harry said jumping out of the bed. Ginny looked through the curtains and could see Seamus's head sticking out behind his curtains.
"Oh," he grumbled, "Its only you, Harry. I thought I heard a girls voice..."
Harry tossed the cloak to Ginny and saw she was looking at Seamus as he stepped out in the nude.
Ginny's jaw dropped, 'Seamus sleeps in the bluff!' Ginny thought to herself. Harry leaned over and whispered hurriedly, "Quickly!"
Ginny threw it around her so that her entire body disappeared Harry's right hand disappeared under the cloak as well as he held her hand and dragged her over to the door and opened it and pushed her out, "Give it to me at breakfast," Harry ordered and closed the door.
"What was that, Harry?" The groggy, nude Seamus asked.
"Crookshakes tearing up the floorboards again." Harry made up...
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Ginny walked into the Great Hall to find Harry already sitting, eating cereal. She went over and sat next to him. "Thank you," she stuffed the cloak into his bag.
"Its ok, sorry about the Seamus thing..."
"You mean Seamus's thing?" Ginny giggled. Harry laughed.
"I don't think it is big enough to be called a thing." Harry joked.
"Oh?" Ginny asked showing polite interest.
"Yeah, defiantly not the biggest in our dorm." Harry informed her.
"Oh really? You compare?"
"Well, there is such a thing as a bathroom," Harry told her.
"Oh, and I suppose that you are going to tell me who has the biggest in your dorm?" Ginny asked playfully.
"No!" Harry yelled, "You wouldn't be able to keep you hands off of me, I mean, keep your hands off of him..." Harry laughed and Ginny joined in.
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Next Chapter: Christmas- What happens when Ron CATCHES Harry and Ginny kissing? From Best Mate mode to Over Protective Brother in 2 seconds flat!
Thanks to:
Rita3 : Again, you are the reason I write! Thank you so much, I value your opinion a lot! How 'bout Hot and Heavy about this chapter? The R/Hr part of this chapter is better than the H/G part. Oh well, Maybe Harry will ask Ginny out soon...or maybe not...or maybe----
Darcy16 : Well, not that was not Colin, you will find out more about that character next chapter...he is Kyan from This Isn't Right, if you have read that...Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, don't think it is my favorite...
Princess Bra1 , Prue : thank you :)
SjabRox : I agree, poor Ron. But I don't think he feels so poor right now *wink*
by: LilyP_writer@yahoo.com
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Chapter 9: Make Ups...
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It had been almost a month and Ron still ignored Hermione all he could. One day in History of Magic, Hermione found she could not concentrate on her notes because a certain red-head keeper kept forcing his way into her mind. Hermione turned to Harry and whispered his name.
"What?" Harry said irritably, "Am I writing to loud again?"
"Switch seats with me." Hermione said, ignoring his last comment.
"What?" Harry looked at her like she was crazy for such a random comment.
"Switch seats so I can talk to Ron." Hermione begged. She didn't have to beg long because after she said Ron's name Harry quietly pushed out his chair and switched seats with Hermione. Professor Binns droned on, not noticing that two of his students just played musical chairs.
Hermione whispered over to her right, "Ron?"
"Shh!" Ron whispered loudly, not even looking at her. Seamus turned around from the seat in front of them and laughed. Hermione glared at him so he turned back around.
Hermione looked directly at him, but he wouldn't turn around. "Ron we have to talk."
"Shh!" He said again.
"I miss you." Hermione whispered and touched his arm, he jerked it away from her.
That was the first time he ever did that, pull himself away from her. Hermione gave a look that said: I'm making up my mind about something. Then she decided it. Hermione took a deep breath and pulled her hair out of her bun, it was still damp from her last shower so the frizz was clumped together and looked nicer that usual. Ron's ears turned a little pink as the shampoo smell drifted over a few seats. Hermione let her rob slip off and she loosened her tie so she could unbutton a few of her top shirt buttons. Ron's ears were bright red and they were a bit higher than they normally were.
Hermione mentally cursed herself but she crossed her legs and she noticed that she had made success, Ron tilted his head a bit to see the inches of skin Hermione usually kept covered up. He jerked his head back when he realized what he did. Hermione moved her chair closer to him and placed a hand on his knee, his cheeks became a little pink.
"Ron?" Hermione whispered softly in his bright red ear. "Are you paying attention to me now?"
Ron nodded so Hermione let her hand drift upward to his midthigh. Ron's face turned brighter at this. "Ron?" Hermione smiled, happy at the affect she is having on him. "You believe me when I say that I didn't mean what I said before."
Ron turned his face a little towards her. Hermione slowly inched her hand upward while whispering, "We're not just friends," she emphasized 'just'. "We're more than just friends." Once again, 'just'. "I," she mumbled and smiled, "I want us to be more than just friends."
Ron turned his head around and his facial expression was asking for conferment. Hermione smiled and nodded her head, then her hand went more upward and Ron looked down at his lap. Hermione's dainty fingers were less that half an inch from his 'special place'.
Hermione smiled and pulled her hand away from his leg and onto her own desk to continue notes. Ron and Harry leaned back simutainiously and Harry gave Ron and wink and a thumbs up while Ron put on a happy face of a 5 year old girl when she gets the doll she has wanted.
When the bell rang saying that the hour was over and it was time for lunch Ron packed his things quickly and waited for Hermione, but he ended up waiting for Harry too. In the hall there was a sort of happy silence around Ron and Hermione. Harry, being the odd man out said, "I have to...um..." Harry thought for a second, "go." Then he walked in a random direction.
Ron leaned over and grabbed Hermione's hand in his as they walked down a lonely corridor. "So," Hermione said walking closer to Ron. "Does this mean what I think it means?"
"What?" Ron asked in mock confinement.
"You know what I mean!" Hermione smiled.
Ron opened a door to an empty class room and offered for her to go in first. "I don't think I do, Hermione, what is it that you mean?" Ron smiled.
"Your going to make me say it?" Hermione asked.
"Yes." Ron sat down on top of a desk and looked at Hermione with a huge smile on his face.
Hermione walked over to him and asked, "Are we together?"
Ron smiled, "You mean in this room? Of course, in this room we are together."
Hermione sighed, "Ok, am," she stuttered, "a-am I your gi-girlfriend?"
"Oh!" Ron held that out for a few seconds and said with a smiled, "I guess so."
"Well," Hermione said, taking a step away so she was out of reach. "Aren't you going to at least ask me?"
Ron saw how the tables were turned on that one so he decided that the only fair thing to do was ask her. He stood up and walked over to her, he picked up her hand and brought it to his chest. And, with a voice of that of a man proposing he asked, "Hermione Granger, will you be my snog buddy?"
Hermione put on a stern look but a hint of a smile played on her lips. Ron smiled, "Ok, ok," he cleared his throat. "Hermione Granger, will you be my girlfriend?"
Hermione stood on her tiptoes and kissed him on the lips. Ron bent over so she would have more comfort in the kiss. When she parted there was a smile on her face. "Yes?" Ron nodded.
"Yes!" Hermione agreed. She slipped her hand up to his neck and brought herself up and kissed him again. Her lips were soft and tasted like peppermint. Ron inhaled deeply through his nose to get in her sent. Hermione's fingers played with the hairs at the base of his neck and then they outlined his ears and it made him shiver.
Hermione broke away the kiss and smiled at him. He walked closer to her and backed her up into the wall and she stepped on one of her books that she dropped on the ground. Now they were the same height. Ron kissed Hermione and his hands went for her waist. Hermione's tongue prodded at his lips and he didn't have to think twice to let her in. Their tongues were like horny rabbits attacking each other with passion and rage. If Ginny was around, I'm sure she'd puke.
Ron's hands slipped down to her hips and the waist band of her skirt were he put his thumbs in. They became out of breath and they both broke it off, Hermione smiled and leaned over to his neck and kissed it. She found a spot below his ear lob where his the sent of his cologne was still there. She kissed it again and then nibbled at the skin and her a grunt from Ron and she smiled and kept kissing. "Hermione?" He mumbled in a husky way, "You aren't giving me a hickey are you?"
Hermione pulled away. "Well," she smiled pulling out her wand, "I know a nifty little spell to get rid of them, if they happen to pop up on your skin or mine."
Ron smiled, "On your skin?" Ron touched her neck, "Like this spot? And this one and this one?" He continued to touch her soft neck.
"And maybe even this one!" Hermione unbuttoned two more buttons than before so you could see very little of her dainty white undershirt and the valley between the forbidden lands that she just offered for his lips.
"Hermione Granger, you naughty naughty girl!" Ron smiled. Suddenly his stomach growled.
"Are you hungry?" Hermione asked him.
"Yes." Ron said before kissing her again then he broke off and said, "Mmmmm, good."
Hermione giggled and pulled his hand, "Come on, let go get some lunch before its all gone!" Ron, not really wanting to end this snog session, went with her, holding her hand.
Down the halls they walked, smiling and occasionally giggling. When they entered the Great Hall, they didn't notice some of the funny looks or the occasional whispering. They sat down across from Harry and Ginny who were looking at each other and laughing. Harry turned to face Hermione and covered his eyes and screamed then said, "Hermione! I don't want to see your boobs!"
Ginny began laughing so hard that her face was in her arms on the table and her fist was banging it so that Harry and Ginny's goblets were shaking. Hermione turned bright red and buttoned up her shirt and pulled the hair tie that was around her wrist in her hair to make a bun.
Ginny was laughing so hard that she couldn't speak so she pulled out a mirror and handed it to Ron and Hermione. Hermione lips were bright red just like the skin around her lips, it looked like she was really chapped. Ron too, looked the same way.
Ginny, finally regaining her composer, said, "That is either the funniest thing in the world, or the most disgusting." Harry laughed with her on this and they nearly died in their seats.
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Ginny walked through the dark and deserted Common Room at midnight and walked up stairs to the boy's dorms. She kept one hand on the dark cold railing and walked up the stairs sleepily letting her feet take her to her destination.
She turned the cool door knob and entered the dark room and tiptoed to the bed on the left of the window and she pulled back the curtain and shook the bare shoulder of Harry Potter.
Harry's hand shot up to his eyes and he rubbed them and sat up to see the blurry Ginny Weasley.
"I had a nightmare." She whispered and added, "Can I sleep here tonight?"
Harry squinted his eyes and grunted, "Sure." He moved over and held the sheet to allow Ginny to slip in with him. Ginny turned around and looked around the room and then reluctantly got in bed, it looked as though she didn't really think he would say yes.
Harry closed the curtain so they were in almost complete darkness. Harry wrapped his arms around Ginny and hugged her. "Wanna talk about it?" He whispered.
"No," Ginny said, blushing. "Its kinda stupid."
"It feels better when you talk about it, are you sure?" Harry asked and Ginny nodded bringing herself closer to Harry, placed her check on his chest and closing her eyes, that's when she realized that Harry wasn't wearing a shirt. But she herself wasn't wearing anything but a tank top and a pair of little shirt.
Ginny didn't want to tell Harry that her nightmares where that her entire family died and she was left alone because Harry didn't need to worry about her subconscience stupid fears.
Harry pulled the curtain back enough for the moon light to shine through and onto them. Ginny had fallen asleep, looked like all she needed was to be held. Harry just stared at her. Harry had always had that dream of a different girl every night, the perfect playboy.
Yet, as he lay here which Ginny's warm boy touching his skin and his arms around her, her face pressed against his chest and her heartbeating against his, he came up with a conclusion. One day he would like to get married, just to hold the same girl everynight seemed like this precious gift and he, now, wanted it.
Harry didn't go to sleep but he never felt more rested. He laid there for hours watching her move and tug at his arms to tighten around her body. It wasn't until the sun rose that Ginny woke up. She noticed that Harry was watching her. "How long have you been watching?"
"Not long," Harry lied. "Good sleep?"
"Best I've had in a while. I can't even remember what my nightmare was." Ginny shifted so she was on top of him fully and her chin rested on her arms.
"Thank you." Ginny whispered.
"No problem." Harry said rubbing her cheek with his hand and smiling.
"Um, there is a problem, though." Ginny said nervously.
"Whats that?"
"How am I going to get out of here without anyone seeing me?"
"You can borrow my invisibility cloak." Harry offered and she nodded.
"Thanks." Then she began to smile a smile that made Harry self-conscience.
"What?" He asked nervously.
"I didn't know you slept only in boxers." Ginny giggled into her arms and she traced her other hand on Harry's chest to emphasize the fact he wasn't wearing a shirt.
"Well, I know you would rather me sleep in nothing but--" He smiled and teased her.
Ginny made a face that said 'ha-ha-you're-so-funny' in a sarcastic way.
"Ergh!" Ginny shot up, someone two beds away was making their 'getting-up' noises.
"I'll get the cloak." Harry said jumping out of the bed. Ginny looked through the curtains and could see Seamus's head sticking out behind his curtains.
"Oh," he grumbled, "Its only you, Harry. I thought I heard a girls voice..."
Harry tossed the cloak to Ginny and saw she was looking at Seamus as he stepped out in the nude.
Ginny's jaw dropped, 'Seamus sleeps in the bluff!' Ginny thought to herself. Harry leaned over and whispered hurriedly, "Quickly!"
Ginny threw it around her so that her entire body disappeared Harry's right hand disappeared under the cloak as well as he held her hand and dragged her over to the door and opened it and pushed her out, "Give it to me at breakfast," Harry ordered and closed the door.
"What was that, Harry?" The groggy, nude Seamus asked.
"Crookshakes tearing up the floorboards again." Harry made up...
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Ginny walked into the Great Hall to find Harry already sitting, eating cereal. She went over and sat next to him. "Thank you," she stuffed the cloak into his bag.
"Its ok, sorry about the Seamus thing..."
"You mean Seamus's thing?" Ginny giggled. Harry laughed.
"I don't think it is big enough to be called a thing." Harry joked.
"Oh?" Ginny asked showing polite interest.
"Yeah, defiantly not the biggest in our dorm." Harry informed her.
"Oh really? You compare?"
"Well, there is such a thing as a bathroom," Harry told her.
"Oh, and I suppose that you are going to tell me who has the biggest in your dorm?" Ginny asked playfully.
"No!" Harry yelled, "You wouldn't be able to keep you hands off of me, I mean, keep your hands off of him..." Harry laughed and Ginny joined in.
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Next Chapter: Christmas- What happens when Ron CATCHES Harry and Ginny kissing? From Best Mate mode to Over Protective Brother in 2 seconds flat!
Thanks to:
Rita3 : Again, you are the reason I write! Thank you so much, I value your opinion a lot! How 'bout Hot and Heavy about this chapter? The R/Hr part of this chapter is better than the H/G part. Oh well, Maybe Harry will ask Ginny out soon...or maybe not...or maybe----
Darcy16 : Well, not that was not Colin, you will find out more about that character next chapter...he is Kyan from This Isn't Right, if you have read that...Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, don't think it is my favorite...
Princess Bra1 , Prue : thank you :)
SjabRox : I agree, poor Ron. But I don't think he feels so poor right now *wink*