A/N: Here's the second chapter. It's still in the tone of the first one,
but next chapter things will begin towards a tone that at least I like a
bit more. In fact, the next two chapters are my favourites so far ^_^ Now,
read and review!
Disclaimer: J.K. owns Harry, not me.
Chapter 2. Dinner and a walk in the sunset
They could hear noises from outside the yard when Fred and George were making the table, followed by the sound of Percy opening his window and telling to be quiet. Harry, Ron and Hermione talked a while about different things, although not about Harry and Ginny's behaviour towards each other. Ron and Hermione was going to check if they acted the same way during dinner, and ask the both of them about it afterwards. Now they mostly talked about which fellow students they had met during the summer, and Hermione had actually had actually met Cho when Hermione and Ron had been in Diagon Alley.
"She seemed to feel a bit better than at the end of term, but she still was a bit down..." said Hermione. Harry felt a sting of guilty pain inside when reminded of the events leading to Cedric's death. He still felt responsible for his death, and he couldn't imagine that Cho felt any better, especially since she'd gone out with him. Harry heard Ron moaning loudly over Chudley Cannons latest loss, but he wasn't really paying attention. Hermione began complain on Ron for still being grumpy about that, since it was over a month since it happened. Ron and Hermione began arguing. Harry only smiled, thinking that they could still argue like before. Only, this time they finished the argument by a way that Harry at least never had seen. Ron and Hermione suddenly stopped arguing, threw their arms around each other, and began kissing. Harry was so stunned by this that he couldn't help but gape like a goldfish.
"Well... This certainly was a new method!" he thought. Ron and Hermione now seemed to have totally forgotten that Harry also was in the room, and began to lie down on Ron's bed. Then Harry composed himself. "Um...I'm still here..." he said to Ron and Hermione. The eyes on the two went wide open, let go of each other, and sat straight up. Both of them had blushes of embarrassment on their faces. Harry found their behaviour so amusing that he could hold it in any longer, and started into fits of laughter. Now it was Ron and Hermione's turn to be stunned. But after a few seconds they also began laughing. That they, who'd argued the most in all of Gryffindor, not only had become a couple, but still argued as equally as much as earlier, was indeed amusing. Although, they undoubtedly finished their arguments easier than before.
"What, you think this take's the prize? You haven't heard the worst yet" said Hermione to Harry, recovering from the laughing. Ron now began laughing even more, trying to catch his breath.
"Haha, please! Hahaha, please wait until I can catch my breath! Hahahahaha!" Ron pleaded to Hermione, through the laughing fits.
"Oh, all right," she said impatiently, and then gave him a peck on the cheek. After a while Ron had stopped laughing. By now Harry had become a bit impatient and wanted to know why Ron had begun laughing even harder. Hermione closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then she opened her eyes and started telling the whole story.
"A week before your birthday we were fixing your birthday-present in here." Harry remembered his birthday-present. It was a box for his Thunderbolt, which cleaned the broom whilst it lay inside it (A/N: This is the best I could come up with! I'm not very good at presents, even in real life...). Hermione continued telling the story. "It was a bit late and I was spending the night here for the first time. We needed something sterile for a part, and Ron had sneaked out to a shop, a muggle-shop, earlier in the evening to fix it. He came back with a package containing something that the people in the shop had said would be sterile. When we opened it on the evening it became quite clear that Ron didn't know what it was..." "How was I supposed to know!" said Ron, trying to defend himself. "Ron, let me finish the story!" Ron agreed. For now anyway. "Anyway, what was in this package was...was..." Hermione began giggling uncontrollably. "If I say it like this, Harry: did you ever have sex-ed in the muggle- school you went to before Hogwarts?"
"You're not saying..." said Harry, beginning to realise what Ron had bought in the store. Hermione nodded decidedly.
"That's exactly what I'm saying! Ron had bought condoms!" Harry and Hermione had an even worse laughing fit then before. Ron on the other hand looked a bit grumpy. Hermione composed herself and continued. "That's still not the worst part. We decided that we could use them anyway. Then we got on with it..." Harry raised an eyebrow. "..not like that, Harry...with trying to finish the present. Although, we didn't know that Mr Weasley had woken up to go to the bathroom, and happened to pass outside of Ron's room just in time to hear me say 'Condoms? I thought you'd buy some pills or some kind of...well, something else!' The Ron just said ' What's the difference?' I thought I'd explain it to him later on. So I just moaned and said 'Never mind, I sure it'll do fine anyway..." And we began finishing the present, which caused sounds that could be...um...misinterpreted. But all of a sudden Mr Weasley banged the door opened and bellowed 'WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! YOU'RE FAR TOO YOU TO BE DOING SUCH THINGS!' This because he'd finally had remembered why he'd thought that 'condoms' had sounded so familiar!" Now all three exploded into fits of laughter, with no end in sight. They laughed and they laughed, tears running down their faces. Suddenly there was a knock on the door and Fred and George popped their heads into the room. For one second they looked at Harry, Ron and Hermione, before coming up with what it probably was all about.
"Let me guess...?" said Fred.
"...Dads 'misinterpretation'?" George finished. Harry, Ron and Hermione couldn't do anything but nod. Fred and George looked at each other.
"Ah, yes. That story will be remembered throughout the coming generations..." they both said, a nostalgic look on their faces.
"Come on, dinners ready," said Fred. Harry, Ron and Hermione composed themselves and followed the twins out into the backyard.
Once out in the backyard they saw to their surprise that nothing actually was broken. Harry, Ron and Hermione looked with distrusting looks at Fred and George.
"What?" they both said immediately. Then thought of what the three others meant.
"We didn't really brake anything!" said Fred, slightly offended. Neither Harry, Ron nor Hermione stopped looking at them.
"Or used magic to fix something!" said George, equally as offended as Fred. Non of the three others moved an inch. "...Maybe to fix the tables..."
"...And the chairs..." now Fred also admitted. Harry and Ron seemed satisfied with the answer, but Hermione still didn't move a inch. "Yeah, yeah, a plate too, but that's it!" Fred exclaimed. Now Hermione also seemed happy. All five sat down at the table. On the table there was lots of different courses that all looked delicious. Even though Ron's family was poor, Mrs Weasley could still fix quite a feast at special occasions. Now Percy (who said Hello to Harry since he hadn't seen him yet), Mr and Mrs Weasley came out into the backyard and sat down at the table.
"But...where's Ginny?" Harry asked. Ron and Hermione exchanged glances, as if to say "And why exactly does he care so much about that?"
"She said she was going to do something. She'll probably be out any second now," said Hermione after a moment. And right she was, after a minute or so Ginny came out into the back yard. For the second time that day Harry gaped as a goldfish when he saw Ginny. Although, this time it certainly was understandable. Ginny had arranged her hair into an long, carefully done, pigtail and wore a bluish green dress, which went down to her knees. It wasn't ordinary, but quite as fine (A/N: Um...I'm not quite sure on my word- selection there...) as a balldress. And Hermione could swore that she'd even put on some lipgloss (A/N: I think it's called that in English). Ginny really was very beautiful. Hermione turned to Ron, giving him look that meant to say "Now there's no longer much of a point of asking her if she's still in love with Harry, is there?" But Ron was gaping like goldfish, just like Harry. So had Fred, George, Percy, yes even Mr Weasley. Hermione just sighed to her self and thought "Men...". Ginny saw everyone's expressions, especially Harry's, and a light red blush appeared on her face. When she sat down Hermione was the first to speak.
"So, that's what you were going to do." She looked at Ginny, a light smile present on her face. Ginny nodded.
"Yes. I'm sorry it took so long, but this pigtail was really hard to do by myself," she answered Hermione. Now all the goldfish-gaping men recovered. Although, it took a second or so for Harry to do the same. They all started saying things like "It's all right," and "How nice it looks," as to excuse their behaviour. At this the light red blush in Ginny's face turned even a bit redder than before. Mrs Weasley also complimented Ginny, and she'd studied everyone's reaction during the whole time. She had very much noticed that Harry acted a bit different than earlier, but didn't say anything and only let a knowing smile show upon her face. Mr Weasley saw his wives knowing smile and looked at her with a questioning look. Mrs Weasley looked back with a look that meant "I'll tell you later..." Mr Weasley simply shrugged as if to say "All right, later then..."
Dinner went by without any further surprises, and everyone talked about varying things. Hermione mentioned that she'd pen pal with their fellow Gryffindor Lynn Walsh, who also was to start her fifth year at Hogwarts, and was one of the few who got to know Harry before she knew he was famous. This was because that she, like Harry, didn't know that she was a witch before the day that she got her letter from Hogwarts (A/N: Read my fic "Entering an new world" for the full story). Hence, she didn't know about Harry being one of the most famous wizards of all time. Her family were all pure-blooded wizards, although her dad had an unusually low amount of magical power, and had at first been thought to be a squib. Because of that her family wasn't entirely sure that she would be a witch. She had known that all here two older brothers and her older sister went to some kind of private school, but definitely not that they were wizards and a witch. Her brothers were Michael Walsh, who also had gone in Gryffindor and was friends with Bill and Charlie Weasley, and Kevin Walsh, who would start his seventh year in Hufflepuff and knew Fred, George and their friend Lee Jordan. Her sister, Joanna Walsh, had gone in Rawenclaw. The Walsh family was known for having their children in different houses, but no one in their family had ever been in Slytherin, a thing they were proud of. The mother Kathryn Walsh had been in Rawenclaw and the father Thomas Walsh had been in Hufflepuff. He had been able to work up his magic powers by working hard, a thing appreciated in Hufflepuff. Although, he wasn't as near as powerful as he would've been if not having such low magical powers to start with.
When finished everyone thanked Mrs Weasley for the good meal. Fred and George had to help cleaning the table. Harry, Ginny, Ron and Hermione went into the house. Once in Harry and Ron went into Ron's room, while Ginny and Hermione went into Ginny's room. Ron and Hermione had plan that they'd ask Harry and Ginny how they felt about each other.
"Ginny, I've been meaning to ask you about something..." said Hermione once she and Ginny was inside Ginny's room. Ginny looked at her, wondering what it could be this time. This because Ginny had helped Hermione with Ron on different things, something that Ginny herself found amusing since Hermione was older than herself.
"Okay, ask away," said Ginny, expecting to hear something fun about her brother.
"Are you still in love with Harry?" Ginny was a stunned. She hadn't expected this.
"Yes...I guess I still am..." said Ginny, feeling a bit silly for still having hopes for her and Harry. "But why do you ask that?" Ginny thought that Hermione couldn't' have become tired of Ron already.
"Well...I noticed before that both you AND him acted a bit strange when I got here. So I'm beginning to suspect that he likes you." Ginny felt glad that Hermione hadn't grown tired of Ron already (Ginny probably would've become the one who would comfort Ron if she had), and at the same time she felt so incredibly happy because there might still be a chance for her and Harry.
"Oh," Ginny managed to answer after a moment. Hermione looked at her with an questioning look.
"Why did you think I asked?" asked Hermione. Ginny chuckled because of what she herself had thought it was about.
"I thought that you asked because you'd grown tired of Ron." Hermione's eyes widened in surprise.
"What?" Absolutely not! I love Ron!" she exclaimed, with such a force that Ginny first was a bit frightened by her. But after a second or to she began giggling, since Hermione acted as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Sorry, I just happened t think that since..." said Ginny. "...since, well you and Ron don't always agree with each other."
"Yes, we've had our problems," said Hermione. "But I thought you knew that we don't have any problems making up any more..."
"Um... No, actually I don't..." said Ginny curiously. Hermione sighed.
"Okay, I might as well tell you what happened in Ron's room before dinner..."
"Really? What?"
"Calm down! I'll tell you!" Hermione paused, and took a deep breath. "Well, Ron was yet again complaining over Chudley Cannons latest loss..." Ginny rolled her eyes, since everyone in the family had heard Ron complaining over it also. "...I know... And we started arguing, and so we did until we suddenly stopped and...well...started kissing..."
"WHAT?! WITH HARRY IN THE ROOM?!"
"I know, but as a matter of fact by that we'd...eh...forgotten that Harry was in the room... But the worst thing was that we were beginning to lie down on Ron's bed..."
"WHAT?!"
"...Before Harry, probably recovering from a bit of shock, said 'Um...I'm still here...'. At that point Ron and I realised what we were doing, stopped the kissing and sat right up. Although, Harry seemed to be quite cool about it and started laughing. And, well, that's about how we've finished our arguments since Ron and I became a couple. Except for the fact that Harry was in the room..." Ginny now giggled uncontrollably. She had, like Harry, realised the fun in the whole thing. Hermione looked slightly offended when Ginny a while later still hadn't stopped giggling. "It wasn't THAT fun!"
"Tehe! (A/N: How do you write a word for giggling in English anyway?) Oh, yes it was! Especially if you think of the fact that you're going to be prefect this year Tehehehe- What is it, Hermione?" Hermione looked troubled.
"I... I haven't accepted the offer yet..." Ginny was surprised, since, as far as she knew, Hermione wanted to become a prefect more than anyone Ginny knew. Well, perhaps Percy wanted to be it more than Hermione.
"But...why not?" Ginny asked Hermione.
"I... I wanted to ask Ron first... If he doesn't want me to accept the offer I... I won't do it..." Now Ginny realised that Hermione really did love Ron. She loved him so much that she was prepared to give up one of her dreams if he wanted her to. Ginny looked at Hermione with a concerned look.
"You're serious?"
"Yes."
Meanwhile, Ron where having his little talk with Harry.
"Harry, I've been meaning to ask you something," said Ron, when the two had entered the room.
"Sure, ask away," said Harry. Ron took a deep breath. Then he looked straight into Harry's eyes.
"Do you like Ginny?"
"WHAT?"
"Do. You. Like. Ginny?" By now, the blush that had been present earlier that day, had made its way back to Harry's face. Harry didn't know quite what to answer. Should he tell the truth, deny it, or maybe something in between?
"Um...yeah..." he finally said. Looking down onto the floor. Now harry was prepared to duck, in the event of Ron trying to hit him. Ginny was after all Ron's sister. But Ron didn't try to hit him. Harry looked at Ron, who really didn't look mad at all. Harry got a surprised expression upon his face. Ron sat down on his bed. Harry sat down next to him.
"For how long?" Ron asked, without a trace of anger in his voice.
"Well...I always liked as, well, a friend or something," said Harry. "But the last year or so I've begun to like her more and more. I never told you, but last year before the Yule ball when I had to find a partner for the ball, she was second on the list of girls, closely after Cho." (A/N: *mumbling* Artistic license...)
"You had a list?"
"A list two girls long, Ron."
"Oh...okay..."
"But then I felt that I'd rather have Ginny as friend. Then I saw her earlier today and..."
"...You like being more than friends..." Harry nodded. Then he chuckled.
"You noticed it on how I was acting today, right?"
"Yes. It was pretty obvious."
"Really?" Ron nodded.
"Oh yeah." Now Ron remembered something. Harry thought that Ron would try and hit him now, and prepared to duck. But again, there was no punch from Ron. "But how do you feel about Cho?"
"I dunno. Probably she's out of the picture, if she blame's me for Cedric's death. But if not then... I just don't know... Although, I think Ginny's the winner, seeming how she's changed over the summer. I mean, even Hermione is looking be-" Longer than that Harry didn't get, since Ron now had punched Harry, who hadn't been prepared to duck this time. "OW! Hey, I'm not thinking about hitting on Hermione, so knock it of!" Ron looked ashamed.
"Sorry... Guess I'm a bit overprotective about her..."
"Hermione?"
"Yes, Hermione! Seriously, I didn't hit you THAT hard!"
"Sorry, had to check. If I'd known you that you were that sensitive I wouldn't even have joked about it, which I did just now in case you didn't notice..."
"Sorry, Harry. It's just..." said Ron. "...I mean, I really do love her and I could do everything..."
"Like punching your best friend...." Harry mumbled, but Ron ignored him.
"...To keep her from being taken from me..." Ron took a deep breath. "Well, anyhow, this discussion is supposed to be about you and Ginny, not about me and Mione..."
"Mione?"
"What?"
"Nothing, I just haven't heard you call her that before."
"Back to subject, how were you planning to tell Ginny how you feel?"
"Well, I dunno... Haven't really thought about it all that much, but it better be something good... Well, it's still a whole week until school starts, maybe the opportunity will present it self. But how can I be sure she feels the same about me?" Ron stifled a laugh.
"Are you kidding?" he said. "She's been in love with you since before she even began going to Hogwarts!"
"Yeah, but don't you think she's given up, with Cho and all...?`"
"No, not if I know my sister right. Besides, you've been working hard this summer, another reason for her to like you." Harry thought that Ron probably was right. But, he couldn't be sure.
"I dunno, Ron..."
"The only way to know for sure is to ask her, Harry. Or I'll fake a letter from one of her pen pals, asking if she wants to visit." Harry knew that the last part had been a joke, but still he looked at Ron with a sceptical look. "What? It worked for me!" Now Harry couldn't anything but give a chuckle.
"Ron, does Ginny even have any pen pals?" Ron had a mischievous expression on his face (A/N: Not sure about 'mischievous', can't really find a English word).
"You never know, Potter. You never know..." said Ron, adding a smile to his already mischievous expression. Harry and Ron didn't have time to talk further, since there was a knock on the door. "It's open." The door opened and Hermione entered the room.
"Ron, I'm going for a walk and I was wondering if you wanted to join me?" Hermione asked.
"Sure, darling," Ron answered with a smile, since he knew that evening walks with Hermione usually ended nicely. "We'll be back in a while, Harry."
"Okay, I'll unpack some of my things in the meantime," Harry answered. Hermione went out the door, and before Ron also did the same he mouthed "...be back in a LONG while..." to Harry. Harry just smiled, thinking if he and Ginny would be like that if they became a couple.
"What was that smile on your face at dinner?" Mr Weasley asked Mrs Weasley, when they were alone in the kitchen after dinner. Mrs Weasley had they knowing smile yet again. "Yes, that one."
"You really didn't notice, Arthur?" said Mrs Weasley.
"No, I guess I didn't, Molly."
"When Ginny came out to dinner I studied how you men reacted. And I noticed something."
"And that is...?"
"Oh, nothing...just that I'm thinking that Harry may like Ginny..."
"WHAT?! But...but Ginny's just a little girl!" Mrs Weasley sighed.
"She's fourteen, Arthur. In case you haven't noticed, she's not all that small any more. Our little girl's beginning to grow up."
"Yeah, you right... But are absolutely sure that Harry likes Ginny?"
"Women know these things, Arthur. And if you won't take my word for it, look how they act towards each other the coming week." Mr Weasley just nodded.
It was a warm summers evening. The sun was setting, drowning everything in a golden orange colour. Ron liked these walks with Hermione, even though they didn't always ended like he would've hoped. Though, Ron didn't mind if it was that way. He just enjoyed be alone with Hermione. Normally Hermione felt the same thing, but now she was worried over how Ron would take her news. They had reached a point were the trail went past a pond. The pond shimmered in yellow, gold, red and orange in the sunset. Now Hermione felt she'd gathered enough courage to tell Ron. She stopped. Ron noticed, and stopped also. He turned to Hermione. Hermione took a deep breath.
"Ron, there's something important that I need to tell you," she said, looking straight into his eyes. Ron suddenly panicked.
"Oh, my God, she's pregnant!" he thought to himself. "Um...wait a minute, you numbskull! You two haven't even had sex yet!" Ron felt very stupid, even though not haven said one word. "Maybe I should say something in response..."
"What is it?" he said, a bit uneasy.
"I've got an offer to become a prefect. I have to send the response tonight."
"What?"
"I thought I'd ask you if you want me to take it. If not, I won't take it." Ron now felt very confused.
"On one hand," he said. "On one hand I now you've always wanted to a prefect. But on the other hand..."
"...On the other hand?"
"...On the other hand it wouldn't be very good for our relationship. I mean, you and I would get a lot less time together and that..."
"We'll solve it," said Hermione, relieved that the biggest problem Ron saw with her becoming a prefect was time.
"How?" said Ron. Hermione smiled.
"Well, for one, I'm sure can put some time away for 'other errands' or something like that..."
"I don't know, what if someone discovers it?"
"Ron, even prefects have time off." Ron didn't look all that convinced.
"Give me one reason why I should agree with you becoming a prefect." Hermione smiled again.
"Well, one good reason is that prefects have private rooms..."
"What does that have to do with anythi- Oh..." said Ron, getting why that was a good reason.
"So..." said Hermione, putting her arms around Ron. "Do you se any more obstacles for me being a prefect?"
"No, no larger obstacles," said Ron, showing I smile that could melt the north pole.
"Good. 'Bout time we made our way home." Ron looked disappointed.
"Already?"
"Yes, I've got a letter to write, in case you've forgotten."
"Oh, yeah, right... Perhaps we can go for a walk tomorrow evening?" The smile had now made its way back into Ron's face.
"Sure, love," said Hermione, and then gave him a kiss. They started walking home whilst the sun was just disappearing below the horizon.
A/N: Ok, I wrote wrong before. THIS chapter was a bit heavy on emotions at times.
The pond that Ron and Hermione walks by is something I had in one of my best dreams. You know, that kind of dream that you want to try and continue, because it was so good? That's the kind of dream I had, and this pond was in it. I can't really tell you more, it's kinda personal (i.e. it involves my literal dream girl).
Now when we've got this little introduction over with, we can get to the good stuff. Though, I have to note that the updating rate on this story will be like it has been between the first and second chapter. And so it will be till after chapter 6, when I begin to write directly into English. So please, have patience. Maybe I'll put up some of my HP/Star Trek: The Next Generation crossover-fic chapters in the meantime.
In other new, and this really is other news, I got my "Lord of The Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring"-DVD on Tuesday and I LOVE IT!!!!! Not such a big surprise though, since I love that movie!
Please review, I need the self esteem boost, now that schools staring in a few weeks again and all.
Emher
Disclaimer: J.K. owns Harry, not me.
Chapter 2. Dinner and a walk in the sunset
They could hear noises from outside the yard when Fred and George were making the table, followed by the sound of Percy opening his window and telling to be quiet. Harry, Ron and Hermione talked a while about different things, although not about Harry and Ginny's behaviour towards each other. Ron and Hermione was going to check if they acted the same way during dinner, and ask the both of them about it afterwards. Now they mostly talked about which fellow students they had met during the summer, and Hermione had actually had actually met Cho when Hermione and Ron had been in Diagon Alley.
"She seemed to feel a bit better than at the end of term, but she still was a bit down..." said Hermione. Harry felt a sting of guilty pain inside when reminded of the events leading to Cedric's death. He still felt responsible for his death, and he couldn't imagine that Cho felt any better, especially since she'd gone out with him. Harry heard Ron moaning loudly over Chudley Cannons latest loss, but he wasn't really paying attention. Hermione began complain on Ron for still being grumpy about that, since it was over a month since it happened. Ron and Hermione began arguing. Harry only smiled, thinking that they could still argue like before. Only, this time they finished the argument by a way that Harry at least never had seen. Ron and Hermione suddenly stopped arguing, threw their arms around each other, and began kissing. Harry was so stunned by this that he couldn't help but gape like a goldfish.
"Well... This certainly was a new method!" he thought. Ron and Hermione now seemed to have totally forgotten that Harry also was in the room, and began to lie down on Ron's bed. Then Harry composed himself. "Um...I'm still here..." he said to Ron and Hermione. The eyes on the two went wide open, let go of each other, and sat straight up. Both of them had blushes of embarrassment on their faces. Harry found their behaviour so amusing that he could hold it in any longer, and started into fits of laughter. Now it was Ron and Hermione's turn to be stunned. But after a few seconds they also began laughing. That they, who'd argued the most in all of Gryffindor, not only had become a couple, but still argued as equally as much as earlier, was indeed amusing. Although, they undoubtedly finished their arguments easier than before.
"What, you think this take's the prize? You haven't heard the worst yet" said Hermione to Harry, recovering from the laughing. Ron now began laughing even more, trying to catch his breath.
"Haha, please! Hahaha, please wait until I can catch my breath! Hahahahaha!" Ron pleaded to Hermione, through the laughing fits.
"Oh, all right," she said impatiently, and then gave him a peck on the cheek. After a while Ron had stopped laughing. By now Harry had become a bit impatient and wanted to know why Ron had begun laughing even harder. Hermione closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then she opened her eyes and started telling the whole story.
"A week before your birthday we were fixing your birthday-present in here." Harry remembered his birthday-present. It was a box for his Thunderbolt, which cleaned the broom whilst it lay inside it (A/N: This is the best I could come up with! I'm not very good at presents, even in real life...). Hermione continued telling the story. "It was a bit late and I was spending the night here for the first time. We needed something sterile for a part, and Ron had sneaked out to a shop, a muggle-shop, earlier in the evening to fix it. He came back with a package containing something that the people in the shop had said would be sterile. When we opened it on the evening it became quite clear that Ron didn't know what it was..." "How was I supposed to know!" said Ron, trying to defend himself. "Ron, let me finish the story!" Ron agreed. For now anyway. "Anyway, what was in this package was...was..." Hermione began giggling uncontrollably. "If I say it like this, Harry: did you ever have sex-ed in the muggle- school you went to before Hogwarts?"
"You're not saying..." said Harry, beginning to realise what Ron had bought in the store. Hermione nodded decidedly.
"That's exactly what I'm saying! Ron had bought condoms!" Harry and Hermione had an even worse laughing fit then before. Ron on the other hand looked a bit grumpy. Hermione composed herself and continued. "That's still not the worst part. We decided that we could use them anyway. Then we got on with it..." Harry raised an eyebrow. "..not like that, Harry...with trying to finish the present. Although, we didn't know that Mr Weasley had woken up to go to the bathroom, and happened to pass outside of Ron's room just in time to hear me say 'Condoms? I thought you'd buy some pills or some kind of...well, something else!' The Ron just said ' What's the difference?' I thought I'd explain it to him later on. So I just moaned and said 'Never mind, I sure it'll do fine anyway..." And we began finishing the present, which caused sounds that could be...um...misinterpreted. But all of a sudden Mr Weasley banged the door opened and bellowed 'WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! YOU'RE FAR TOO YOU TO BE DOING SUCH THINGS!' This because he'd finally had remembered why he'd thought that 'condoms' had sounded so familiar!" Now all three exploded into fits of laughter, with no end in sight. They laughed and they laughed, tears running down their faces. Suddenly there was a knock on the door and Fred and George popped their heads into the room. For one second they looked at Harry, Ron and Hermione, before coming up with what it probably was all about.
"Let me guess...?" said Fred.
"...Dads 'misinterpretation'?" George finished. Harry, Ron and Hermione couldn't do anything but nod. Fred and George looked at each other.
"Ah, yes. That story will be remembered throughout the coming generations..." they both said, a nostalgic look on their faces.
"Come on, dinners ready," said Fred. Harry, Ron and Hermione composed themselves and followed the twins out into the backyard.
Once out in the backyard they saw to their surprise that nothing actually was broken. Harry, Ron and Hermione looked with distrusting looks at Fred and George.
"What?" they both said immediately. Then thought of what the three others meant.
"We didn't really brake anything!" said Fred, slightly offended. Neither Harry, Ron nor Hermione stopped looking at them.
"Or used magic to fix something!" said George, equally as offended as Fred. Non of the three others moved an inch. "...Maybe to fix the tables..."
"...And the chairs..." now Fred also admitted. Harry and Ron seemed satisfied with the answer, but Hermione still didn't move a inch. "Yeah, yeah, a plate too, but that's it!" Fred exclaimed. Now Hermione also seemed happy. All five sat down at the table. On the table there was lots of different courses that all looked delicious. Even though Ron's family was poor, Mrs Weasley could still fix quite a feast at special occasions. Now Percy (who said Hello to Harry since he hadn't seen him yet), Mr and Mrs Weasley came out into the backyard and sat down at the table.
"But...where's Ginny?" Harry asked. Ron and Hermione exchanged glances, as if to say "And why exactly does he care so much about that?"
"She said she was going to do something. She'll probably be out any second now," said Hermione after a moment. And right she was, after a minute or so Ginny came out into the back yard. For the second time that day Harry gaped as a goldfish when he saw Ginny. Although, this time it certainly was understandable. Ginny had arranged her hair into an long, carefully done, pigtail and wore a bluish green dress, which went down to her knees. It wasn't ordinary, but quite as fine (A/N: Um...I'm not quite sure on my word- selection there...) as a balldress. And Hermione could swore that she'd even put on some lipgloss (A/N: I think it's called that in English). Ginny really was very beautiful. Hermione turned to Ron, giving him look that meant to say "Now there's no longer much of a point of asking her if she's still in love with Harry, is there?" But Ron was gaping like goldfish, just like Harry. So had Fred, George, Percy, yes even Mr Weasley. Hermione just sighed to her self and thought "Men...". Ginny saw everyone's expressions, especially Harry's, and a light red blush appeared on her face. When she sat down Hermione was the first to speak.
"So, that's what you were going to do." She looked at Ginny, a light smile present on her face. Ginny nodded.
"Yes. I'm sorry it took so long, but this pigtail was really hard to do by myself," she answered Hermione. Now all the goldfish-gaping men recovered. Although, it took a second or so for Harry to do the same. They all started saying things like "It's all right," and "How nice it looks," as to excuse their behaviour. At this the light red blush in Ginny's face turned even a bit redder than before. Mrs Weasley also complimented Ginny, and she'd studied everyone's reaction during the whole time. She had very much noticed that Harry acted a bit different than earlier, but didn't say anything and only let a knowing smile show upon her face. Mr Weasley saw his wives knowing smile and looked at her with a questioning look. Mrs Weasley looked back with a look that meant "I'll tell you later..." Mr Weasley simply shrugged as if to say "All right, later then..."
Dinner went by without any further surprises, and everyone talked about varying things. Hermione mentioned that she'd pen pal with their fellow Gryffindor Lynn Walsh, who also was to start her fifth year at Hogwarts, and was one of the few who got to know Harry before she knew he was famous. This was because that she, like Harry, didn't know that she was a witch before the day that she got her letter from Hogwarts (A/N: Read my fic "Entering an new world" for the full story). Hence, she didn't know about Harry being one of the most famous wizards of all time. Her family were all pure-blooded wizards, although her dad had an unusually low amount of magical power, and had at first been thought to be a squib. Because of that her family wasn't entirely sure that she would be a witch. She had known that all here two older brothers and her older sister went to some kind of private school, but definitely not that they were wizards and a witch. Her brothers were Michael Walsh, who also had gone in Gryffindor and was friends with Bill and Charlie Weasley, and Kevin Walsh, who would start his seventh year in Hufflepuff and knew Fred, George and their friend Lee Jordan. Her sister, Joanna Walsh, had gone in Rawenclaw. The Walsh family was known for having their children in different houses, but no one in their family had ever been in Slytherin, a thing they were proud of. The mother Kathryn Walsh had been in Rawenclaw and the father Thomas Walsh had been in Hufflepuff. He had been able to work up his magic powers by working hard, a thing appreciated in Hufflepuff. Although, he wasn't as near as powerful as he would've been if not having such low magical powers to start with.
When finished everyone thanked Mrs Weasley for the good meal. Fred and George had to help cleaning the table. Harry, Ginny, Ron and Hermione went into the house. Once in Harry and Ron went into Ron's room, while Ginny and Hermione went into Ginny's room. Ron and Hermione had plan that they'd ask Harry and Ginny how they felt about each other.
"Ginny, I've been meaning to ask you about something..." said Hermione once she and Ginny was inside Ginny's room. Ginny looked at her, wondering what it could be this time. This because Ginny had helped Hermione with Ron on different things, something that Ginny herself found amusing since Hermione was older than herself.
"Okay, ask away," said Ginny, expecting to hear something fun about her brother.
"Are you still in love with Harry?" Ginny was a stunned. She hadn't expected this.
"Yes...I guess I still am..." said Ginny, feeling a bit silly for still having hopes for her and Harry. "But why do you ask that?" Ginny thought that Hermione couldn't' have become tired of Ron already.
"Well...I noticed before that both you AND him acted a bit strange when I got here. So I'm beginning to suspect that he likes you." Ginny felt glad that Hermione hadn't grown tired of Ron already (Ginny probably would've become the one who would comfort Ron if she had), and at the same time she felt so incredibly happy because there might still be a chance for her and Harry.
"Oh," Ginny managed to answer after a moment. Hermione looked at her with an questioning look.
"Why did you think I asked?" asked Hermione. Ginny chuckled because of what she herself had thought it was about.
"I thought that you asked because you'd grown tired of Ron." Hermione's eyes widened in surprise.
"What?" Absolutely not! I love Ron!" she exclaimed, with such a force that Ginny first was a bit frightened by her. But after a second or to she began giggling, since Hermione acted as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Sorry, I just happened t think that since..." said Ginny. "...since, well you and Ron don't always agree with each other."
"Yes, we've had our problems," said Hermione. "But I thought you knew that we don't have any problems making up any more..."
"Um... No, actually I don't..." said Ginny curiously. Hermione sighed.
"Okay, I might as well tell you what happened in Ron's room before dinner..."
"Really? What?"
"Calm down! I'll tell you!" Hermione paused, and took a deep breath. "Well, Ron was yet again complaining over Chudley Cannons latest loss..." Ginny rolled her eyes, since everyone in the family had heard Ron complaining over it also. "...I know... And we started arguing, and so we did until we suddenly stopped and...well...started kissing..."
"WHAT?! WITH HARRY IN THE ROOM?!"
"I know, but as a matter of fact by that we'd...eh...forgotten that Harry was in the room... But the worst thing was that we were beginning to lie down on Ron's bed..."
"WHAT?!"
"...Before Harry, probably recovering from a bit of shock, said 'Um...I'm still here...'. At that point Ron and I realised what we were doing, stopped the kissing and sat right up. Although, Harry seemed to be quite cool about it and started laughing. And, well, that's about how we've finished our arguments since Ron and I became a couple. Except for the fact that Harry was in the room..." Ginny now giggled uncontrollably. She had, like Harry, realised the fun in the whole thing. Hermione looked slightly offended when Ginny a while later still hadn't stopped giggling. "It wasn't THAT fun!"
"Tehe! (A/N: How do you write a word for giggling in English anyway?) Oh, yes it was! Especially if you think of the fact that you're going to be prefect this year Tehehehe- What is it, Hermione?" Hermione looked troubled.
"I... I haven't accepted the offer yet..." Ginny was surprised, since, as far as she knew, Hermione wanted to become a prefect more than anyone Ginny knew. Well, perhaps Percy wanted to be it more than Hermione.
"But...why not?" Ginny asked Hermione.
"I... I wanted to ask Ron first... If he doesn't want me to accept the offer I... I won't do it..." Now Ginny realised that Hermione really did love Ron. She loved him so much that she was prepared to give up one of her dreams if he wanted her to. Ginny looked at Hermione with a concerned look.
"You're serious?"
"Yes."
Meanwhile, Ron where having his little talk with Harry.
"Harry, I've been meaning to ask you something," said Ron, when the two had entered the room.
"Sure, ask away," said Harry. Ron took a deep breath. Then he looked straight into Harry's eyes.
"Do you like Ginny?"
"WHAT?"
"Do. You. Like. Ginny?" By now, the blush that had been present earlier that day, had made its way back to Harry's face. Harry didn't know quite what to answer. Should he tell the truth, deny it, or maybe something in between?
"Um...yeah..." he finally said. Looking down onto the floor. Now harry was prepared to duck, in the event of Ron trying to hit him. Ginny was after all Ron's sister. But Ron didn't try to hit him. Harry looked at Ron, who really didn't look mad at all. Harry got a surprised expression upon his face. Ron sat down on his bed. Harry sat down next to him.
"For how long?" Ron asked, without a trace of anger in his voice.
"Well...I always liked as, well, a friend or something," said Harry. "But the last year or so I've begun to like her more and more. I never told you, but last year before the Yule ball when I had to find a partner for the ball, she was second on the list of girls, closely after Cho." (A/N: *mumbling* Artistic license...)
"You had a list?"
"A list two girls long, Ron."
"Oh...okay..."
"But then I felt that I'd rather have Ginny as friend. Then I saw her earlier today and..."
"...You like being more than friends..." Harry nodded. Then he chuckled.
"You noticed it on how I was acting today, right?"
"Yes. It was pretty obvious."
"Really?" Ron nodded.
"Oh yeah." Now Ron remembered something. Harry thought that Ron would try and hit him now, and prepared to duck. But again, there was no punch from Ron. "But how do you feel about Cho?"
"I dunno. Probably she's out of the picture, if she blame's me for Cedric's death. But if not then... I just don't know... Although, I think Ginny's the winner, seeming how she's changed over the summer. I mean, even Hermione is looking be-" Longer than that Harry didn't get, since Ron now had punched Harry, who hadn't been prepared to duck this time. "OW! Hey, I'm not thinking about hitting on Hermione, so knock it of!" Ron looked ashamed.
"Sorry... Guess I'm a bit overprotective about her..."
"Hermione?"
"Yes, Hermione! Seriously, I didn't hit you THAT hard!"
"Sorry, had to check. If I'd known you that you were that sensitive I wouldn't even have joked about it, which I did just now in case you didn't notice..."
"Sorry, Harry. It's just..." said Ron. "...I mean, I really do love her and I could do everything..."
"Like punching your best friend...." Harry mumbled, but Ron ignored him.
"...To keep her from being taken from me..." Ron took a deep breath. "Well, anyhow, this discussion is supposed to be about you and Ginny, not about me and Mione..."
"Mione?"
"What?"
"Nothing, I just haven't heard you call her that before."
"Back to subject, how were you planning to tell Ginny how you feel?"
"Well, I dunno... Haven't really thought about it all that much, but it better be something good... Well, it's still a whole week until school starts, maybe the opportunity will present it self. But how can I be sure she feels the same about me?" Ron stifled a laugh.
"Are you kidding?" he said. "She's been in love with you since before she even began going to Hogwarts!"
"Yeah, but don't you think she's given up, with Cho and all...?`"
"No, not if I know my sister right. Besides, you've been working hard this summer, another reason for her to like you." Harry thought that Ron probably was right. But, he couldn't be sure.
"I dunno, Ron..."
"The only way to know for sure is to ask her, Harry. Or I'll fake a letter from one of her pen pals, asking if she wants to visit." Harry knew that the last part had been a joke, but still he looked at Ron with a sceptical look. "What? It worked for me!" Now Harry couldn't anything but give a chuckle.
"Ron, does Ginny even have any pen pals?" Ron had a mischievous expression on his face (A/N: Not sure about 'mischievous', can't really find a English word).
"You never know, Potter. You never know..." said Ron, adding a smile to his already mischievous expression. Harry and Ron didn't have time to talk further, since there was a knock on the door. "It's open." The door opened and Hermione entered the room.
"Ron, I'm going for a walk and I was wondering if you wanted to join me?" Hermione asked.
"Sure, darling," Ron answered with a smile, since he knew that evening walks with Hermione usually ended nicely. "We'll be back in a while, Harry."
"Okay, I'll unpack some of my things in the meantime," Harry answered. Hermione went out the door, and before Ron also did the same he mouthed "...be back in a LONG while..." to Harry. Harry just smiled, thinking if he and Ginny would be like that if they became a couple.
"What was that smile on your face at dinner?" Mr Weasley asked Mrs Weasley, when they were alone in the kitchen after dinner. Mrs Weasley had they knowing smile yet again. "Yes, that one."
"You really didn't notice, Arthur?" said Mrs Weasley.
"No, I guess I didn't, Molly."
"When Ginny came out to dinner I studied how you men reacted. And I noticed something."
"And that is...?"
"Oh, nothing...just that I'm thinking that Harry may like Ginny..."
"WHAT?! But...but Ginny's just a little girl!" Mrs Weasley sighed.
"She's fourteen, Arthur. In case you haven't noticed, she's not all that small any more. Our little girl's beginning to grow up."
"Yeah, you right... But are absolutely sure that Harry likes Ginny?"
"Women know these things, Arthur. And if you won't take my word for it, look how they act towards each other the coming week." Mr Weasley just nodded.
It was a warm summers evening. The sun was setting, drowning everything in a golden orange colour. Ron liked these walks with Hermione, even though they didn't always ended like he would've hoped. Though, Ron didn't mind if it was that way. He just enjoyed be alone with Hermione. Normally Hermione felt the same thing, but now she was worried over how Ron would take her news. They had reached a point were the trail went past a pond. The pond shimmered in yellow, gold, red and orange in the sunset. Now Hermione felt she'd gathered enough courage to tell Ron. She stopped. Ron noticed, and stopped also. He turned to Hermione. Hermione took a deep breath.
"Ron, there's something important that I need to tell you," she said, looking straight into his eyes. Ron suddenly panicked.
"Oh, my God, she's pregnant!" he thought to himself. "Um...wait a minute, you numbskull! You two haven't even had sex yet!" Ron felt very stupid, even though not haven said one word. "Maybe I should say something in response..."
"What is it?" he said, a bit uneasy.
"I've got an offer to become a prefect. I have to send the response tonight."
"What?"
"I thought I'd ask you if you want me to take it. If not, I won't take it." Ron now felt very confused.
"On one hand," he said. "On one hand I now you've always wanted to a prefect. But on the other hand..."
"...On the other hand?"
"...On the other hand it wouldn't be very good for our relationship. I mean, you and I would get a lot less time together and that..."
"We'll solve it," said Hermione, relieved that the biggest problem Ron saw with her becoming a prefect was time.
"How?" said Ron. Hermione smiled.
"Well, for one, I'm sure can put some time away for 'other errands' or something like that..."
"I don't know, what if someone discovers it?"
"Ron, even prefects have time off." Ron didn't look all that convinced.
"Give me one reason why I should agree with you becoming a prefect." Hermione smiled again.
"Well, one good reason is that prefects have private rooms..."
"What does that have to do with anythi- Oh..." said Ron, getting why that was a good reason.
"So..." said Hermione, putting her arms around Ron. "Do you se any more obstacles for me being a prefect?"
"No, no larger obstacles," said Ron, showing I smile that could melt the north pole.
"Good. 'Bout time we made our way home." Ron looked disappointed.
"Already?"
"Yes, I've got a letter to write, in case you've forgotten."
"Oh, yeah, right... Perhaps we can go for a walk tomorrow evening?" The smile had now made its way back into Ron's face.
"Sure, love," said Hermione, and then gave him a kiss. They started walking home whilst the sun was just disappearing below the horizon.
A/N: Ok, I wrote wrong before. THIS chapter was a bit heavy on emotions at times.
The pond that Ron and Hermione walks by is something I had in one of my best dreams. You know, that kind of dream that you want to try and continue, because it was so good? That's the kind of dream I had, and this pond was in it. I can't really tell you more, it's kinda personal (i.e. it involves my literal dream girl).
Now when we've got this little introduction over with, we can get to the good stuff. Though, I have to note that the updating rate on this story will be like it has been between the first and second chapter. And so it will be till after chapter 6, when I begin to write directly into English. So please, have patience. Maybe I'll put up some of my HP/Star Trek: The Next Generation crossover-fic chapters in the meantime.
In other new, and this really is other news, I got my "Lord of The Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring"-DVD on Tuesday and I LOVE IT!!!!! Not such a big surprise though, since I love that movie!
Please review, I need the self esteem boost, now that schools staring in a few weeks again and all.
Emher
