Chapter 2.
Long time no see...
Harry smiled again at the look on his best friends face. He supposed he had changed a lot since
Ron had last seen him, and he stood there fingering the dragon tooth ear ring he had bought in
Diagon Alley. To break the tension between them he looked around outside for Ron's Father but the
car was empty. He looked back at Ron who he now noticed, had the Keys in his hand.
"Ron? Where's your Dad?" he asked not quite understanding what the situation was. He thought his
dad would have driven, even one of his brothers. Ron smiled weakly. Harry could tell that Ron
wanted to shout at him, to chastise him for not keeping in touch, to tell him some really good
news. But instead he just stuttered slowly.
"Well, I... kinda... passed that Muggle test over the holidays..." he said twirling the keys
clumsily around his finger. Harry watched as Ron's weak smile turned into the makings of an
uncomfortable grimace when he had an idea. He smirked obviously which made Ron start, and looked
behind him at the mess on the lawn.
"How'd you manage that?" he said still smiling, "Your driving is terrible! You must have used a
memory charm or something..." Ron smiled, really smiled. He started to giggle just has Harry held
out his hand, and as he took it tears started running from his eyes and they both laughed
heartily as they embraced again. After what seemed like a long time they parted again, and it was
as if they had never been apart, as if they had spent the entire summer together. It was the
first time that Harry had been able to forget everything he had done, and he was happy for it.
"I've missed you man," Ron said as he took Harry's things and pulled them towards the boot of the
car. Harry's apologies went unsaid. he could see from the look in Ron's eyes that he had already
made them. But the question he was dreading was still on it's way, and he braced himself as Ron
began to speak, "Where did you go this summer?" Harry looked up at him, his hand resting on the
handle of the door. Ron was leaning on his car roof, arms open, open for anything Harry could
throw at him. But Harry wasn't ready, and as he opened the door and flashed Ron small smile, he
spoke...
"Nowhere. Nowhere special..."
~~~~~~~~~~
"Harry I love you more than life itself..." said Ginny as he brushed her long red hair out of her
eyes. He took her in his arms lovingly, caressing her back, and drawing his hand up the front of
her body to cradle her chin. His touch sent an electrical current up her spine as he brushed her
neck softly with his fingertips. He bent in closer to her his lips moist and inviting.
"Ginny…" she stared at him in shock as his lips formed her name; she had never heard it said so
sensually before, and waited for him to say those words that she was longing to here, "…It's time
to go. Wake up!" and as he let his lips brush hers her world swirled lilac around her.
"Wake up Ginny! Get dressed it's almost time to go!" shouted Hermione from outside the door. She
rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, and looked around at Hermione's room.
"Coming!" she shouted sleepily as she threw the covers off. And pulled her nightgown straight. She
sighed as she sat up and licked her lips tenderly. He had almost kissed her that time, almost...
She always seemed to wake up before the best part of the dream...
~~~~~~~~~~
Hermione opened the door to see Ginny changing into some old Muggle clothes she had given her. She
was still half naked so Hermione turned around and waited until she was ready. She found herself
wishing for the hundredth time since Ginny had come to stay that they weren't her old clothes, they
were to small for Ginny by far. She had noticed as soon as Ginny had walked through the door that
they wouldn't fit her, but Ginny loved them. The Jeans were small enough to look like peddle
pushers, and everything was a lot tighter than they had used to be on Hermione. They had both grown
up a lot, and it was only now, looking down at her own curvaceous body and large breasts, that
Hermione noticed how much Ginny had caught up with her. She turned around to see Ginny putting on
Hermione's old training bra and blushed. It made Ginny look extremely thin and extremely beautiful,
and she found herself jealous. It had never made her breasts look that big.
"Thanks again for these clothes," Ginny sang, her melodic voice articulating every word, "It's such
a refreshing change from, Baggy robes and Wizard clothes!" she said giggling as she admired herself
in the mirror. Hermione stared at her tight curves and sighed, definitely a contrast from
Wizard clothes.
"Come on," she said smiling again, "It's time for breakfast," and she dragged Ginny hurriedly out
of the room as she tried to get a comfortable jumper on over the bra. In a while they would be on
their way to the Weasly's house and there she would see him again.
~~~~~~~~~~
Ron drove quietly, probably concentrating on what he was doing, but Harry didn't mind. He was
thinking, seeing Ron and that Weasly hair, had reminded him of her... He had spent the whole car
journey staring out of the car window, watching the rolling countryside fly by as he imagined holding
her in his arms, caressing her hair, kissing those lips, kissing those...
He was bounced out of his train of thought by the car flying into a driveway and Ron slamming on the
breaks. Ron was smiling looking very smug, and Harry guessed this was the first time he hadn't killed
someone, or been pulled over by the police. Harry smiled back at him and got out, quickly moving to
the boot of the car to grab his stuff.
"What's the rush?" said Ron smiling suspiciously at Harry. He knew exactly who Harry wanted to see
but Harry still blushed with embarrassment, "Ginny stayed with Hermione over the holidays, but they
should be back soon," he said still eyeing Harry with amusement. Harry grabbed his trunk off of Ron
and started to walk slowly towards the door. Almost immediately the door opened and Harry was drawn
up into a bear hug that parted the breath from his body. When he was finally let go, which seemed like
an age, he looked up into the smiling face of Mrs. Weasly and smiled back. At once though her face
adopted the expression that Ron's had when he had opened the door at Privet drive.
"Harry?" she said eyeing his baggy black cords, his see-through fishnet top and his black dragon hide
trench coat and New Rock boots, "If this is Bills influence on you I will be having some harsh words
with that boy when he gets home!" Suddenly though she seized him in a hug again and dragged him inside,
leaving Ron to carry all of his things at once, "We've missed you child…" she said sadly as he was
drawn into the living room. Mr. Weasly already stood there a smile spreading across his face. He,
unlike Mrs. Weasly seemed to love Harry's new style and rushed over to take his coat.
"Hmm," he hummed thoughtfully as he took it. He fingered the material delicately, "Nice and sturdy,
a black Norwegian Ridgeback if I'm not mistaken. Any history behind it?" he asked Harry as Mrs. Weasly
quickly brought him a cup of tea. Harry recounted the whole story of the tame Norwegian Ridgeback from
long ago, that died protecting a village from it's own clan, then in death giving it's hide to the
villagers to turn into strong, fire resistant clothes. Mr. Weasly and Ron seemed fascinated by the
story and even more so when Harry told them how he had found a shop in Diagon Alley which still had some
left after all this time. This he said was what he made into his Jacket and Boots, "I think Bill and
Charlie would love something like this for Christmas," he said smiling at the workmanship, "Was it
expensive Harry?"
At this question Harry's face sunk into his shoes and he would have done anything to get out of the room
at that moment. He hated the fact that he had a huge pile of Wizard gold in his bank account every time
he was around the Weaslys. They were quite poor having had to raise seven children with only Mr. Weasly
working. But he had an idea.
"Actually, I was thinking of sending it to them from me," he lied, but suddenly realised how nice a
thought it was, "I mean I've got presents for all you guys for the past few years, and you've always given
them to me, including Bill and Charlie," he remembered the mummified hand from Bill and the dragon tooth
he had in his ear, from Charlie, that they had sent him last year "I've never got anything for them though.
I was thinking I could buy it and make up for three years of not getting them anything?" Ron and Mr. Weasly,
not catching on to what he was trying to do, insisted that they do it themselves, but after a little
coaxing from Mrs. Weasly who was a little quicker off the mark and understood the sentiment, everyone
thought it was a wonderful idea.
As soon as they had all sat down with tea though the fire flared up and turned a strange green colour.
Harry realised that someone was on their way and Ron smiled with glee. Harry realised it must be Hermione
and Ginny. Before he saw Ginny spinning slowly towards them he grabbed Ron's arm to draw him closer. He
whispered in a conspiratorial tone...
"It's been three years that I've had to watch you mope around after 'Mione like a love sick puppy. Now I
want you to do something about it or I will!" he said a little to loud but the raging fire masked his
voice, "Well what are you gonna do?"
"You'll see..." said Ron still smiling as Ginny stepped out of the fire, her trunk in hand. Mrs. Weasly
hugged her daughter hard and then excused her self to make dinner. Harry though had to do a double take
as he looked at her. It was as if someone had taken the cute little girl that he had fallen for this
summer and replaced her with a, still cute but beautiful, perfect young woman. He sat gawking as she
looked at him and blushed. He hated it when he blushed in front of, because she didn't know how he felt,
she might just think he didn't like her, and he was blushing because he felt awkward being around but that
could not have been further from the truth. As suddenly as she had appeared Hermione stepped through
gracefully also trunk in hand and the fire died down. Hermione was almost as beautiful as Ginny, probably
more so in Ron's eyes but he was biased, because of the way he felt about Ginny, and the fact that
Hermione was like a sister to him. Ron walked over to her though and smiled.
"Long time no see..." he said as he moved closer and closer to her face, 'Would he make his move now?'
Harry thought suddenly, but just as he thought it Ron bent down to Hermione and kissed her passionately.
Harry was the only one in the room left gobsmacked...
Okay this is my first and second Chapters on the same day, I thought it would take me longer to type
up but hey... Anyway it's my birthday tomorrow and I'm new to this so be nice please? Please R+R. Thanks
to Dumblewho! Keep writin that great fic!
Long time no see...
Harry smiled again at the look on his best friends face. He supposed he had changed a lot since
Ron had last seen him, and he stood there fingering the dragon tooth ear ring he had bought in
Diagon Alley. To break the tension between them he looked around outside for Ron's Father but the
car was empty. He looked back at Ron who he now noticed, had the Keys in his hand.
"Ron? Where's your Dad?" he asked not quite understanding what the situation was. He thought his
dad would have driven, even one of his brothers. Ron smiled weakly. Harry could tell that Ron
wanted to shout at him, to chastise him for not keeping in touch, to tell him some really good
news. But instead he just stuttered slowly.
"Well, I... kinda... passed that Muggle test over the holidays..." he said twirling the keys
clumsily around his finger. Harry watched as Ron's weak smile turned into the makings of an
uncomfortable grimace when he had an idea. He smirked obviously which made Ron start, and looked
behind him at the mess on the lawn.
"How'd you manage that?" he said still smiling, "Your driving is terrible! You must have used a
memory charm or something..." Ron smiled, really smiled. He started to giggle just has Harry held
out his hand, and as he took it tears started running from his eyes and they both laughed
heartily as they embraced again. After what seemed like a long time they parted again, and it was
as if they had never been apart, as if they had spent the entire summer together. It was the
first time that Harry had been able to forget everything he had done, and he was happy for it.
"I've missed you man," Ron said as he took Harry's things and pulled them towards the boot of the
car. Harry's apologies went unsaid. he could see from the look in Ron's eyes that he had already
made them. But the question he was dreading was still on it's way, and he braced himself as Ron
began to speak, "Where did you go this summer?" Harry looked up at him, his hand resting on the
handle of the door. Ron was leaning on his car roof, arms open, open for anything Harry could
throw at him. But Harry wasn't ready, and as he opened the door and flashed Ron small smile, he
spoke...
"Nowhere. Nowhere special..."
~~~~~~~~~~
"Harry I love you more than life itself..." said Ginny as he brushed her long red hair out of her
eyes. He took her in his arms lovingly, caressing her back, and drawing his hand up the front of
her body to cradle her chin. His touch sent an electrical current up her spine as he brushed her
neck softly with his fingertips. He bent in closer to her his lips moist and inviting.
"Ginny…" she stared at him in shock as his lips formed her name; she had never heard it said so
sensually before, and waited for him to say those words that she was longing to here, "…It's time
to go. Wake up!" and as he let his lips brush hers her world swirled lilac around her.
"Wake up Ginny! Get dressed it's almost time to go!" shouted Hermione from outside the door. She
rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, and looked around at Hermione's room.
"Coming!" she shouted sleepily as she threw the covers off. And pulled her nightgown straight. She
sighed as she sat up and licked her lips tenderly. He had almost kissed her that time, almost...
She always seemed to wake up before the best part of the dream...
~~~~~~~~~~
Hermione opened the door to see Ginny changing into some old Muggle clothes she had given her. She
was still half naked so Hermione turned around and waited until she was ready. She found herself
wishing for the hundredth time since Ginny had come to stay that they weren't her old clothes, they
were to small for Ginny by far. She had noticed as soon as Ginny had walked through the door that
they wouldn't fit her, but Ginny loved them. The Jeans were small enough to look like peddle
pushers, and everything was a lot tighter than they had used to be on Hermione. They had both grown
up a lot, and it was only now, looking down at her own curvaceous body and large breasts, that
Hermione noticed how much Ginny had caught up with her. She turned around to see Ginny putting on
Hermione's old training bra and blushed. It made Ginny look extremely thin and extremely beautiful,
and she found herself jealous. It had never made her breasts look that big.
"Thanks again for these clothes," Ginny sang, her melodic voice articulating every word, "It's such
a refreshing change from, Baggy robes and Wizard clothes!" she said giggling as she admired herself
in the mirror. Hermione stared at her tight curves and sighed, definitely a contrast from
Wizard clothes.
"Come on," she said smiling again, "It's time for breakfast," and she dragged Ginny hurriedly out
of the room as she tried to get a comfortable jumper on over the bra. In a while they would be on
their way to the Weasly's house and there she would see him again.
~~~~~~~~~~
Ron drove quietly, probably concentrating on what he was doing, but Harry didn't mind. He was
thinking, seeing Ron and that Weasly hair, had reminded him of her... He had spent the whole car
journey staring out of the car window, watching the rolling countryside fly by as he imagined holding
her in his arms, caressing her hair, kissing those lips, kissing those...
He was bounced out of his train of thought by the car flying into a driveway and Ron slamming on the
breaks. Ron was smiling looking very smug, and Harry guessed this was the first time he hadn't killed
someone, or been pulled over by the police. Harry smiled back at him and got out, quickly moving to
the boot of the car to grab his stuff.
"What's the rush?" said Ron smiling suspiciously at Harry. He knew exactly who Harry wanted to see
but Harry still blushed with embarrassment, "Ginny stayed with Hermione over the holidays, but they
should be back soon," he said still eyeing Harry with amusement. Harry grabbed his trunk off of Ron
and started to walk slowly towards the door. Almost immediately the door opened and Harry was drawn
up into a bear hug that parted the breath from his body. When he was finally let go, which seemed like
an age, he looked up into the smiling face of Mrs. Weasly and smiled back. At once though her face
adopted the expression that Ron's had when he had opened the door at Privet drive.
"Harry?" she said eyeing his baggy black cords, his see-through fishnet top and his black dragon hide
trench coat and New Rock boots, "If this is Bills influence on you I will be having some harsh words
with that boy when he gets home!" Suddenly though she seized him in a hug again and dragged him inside,
leaving Ron to carry all of his things at once, "We've missed you child…" she said sadly as he was
drawn into the living room. Mr. Weasly already stood there a smile spreading across his face. He,
unlike Mrs. Weasly seemed to love Harry's new style and rushed over to take his coat.
"Hmm," he hummed thoughtfully as he took it. He fingered the material delicately, "Nice and sturdy,
a black Norwegian Ridgeback if I'm not mistaken. Any history behind it?" he asked Harry as Mrs. Weasly
quickly brought him a cup of tea. Harry recounted the whole story of the tame Norwegian Ridgeback from
long ago, that died protecting a village from it's own clan, then in death giving it's hide to the
villagers to turn into strong, fire resistant clothes. Mr. Weasly and Ron seemed fascinated by the
story and even more so when Harry told them how he had found a shop in Diagon Alley which still had some
left after all this time. This he said was what he made into his Jacket and Boots, "I think Bill and
Charlie would love something like this for Christmas," he said smiling at the workmanship, "Was it
expensive Harry?"
At this question Harry's face sunk into his shoes and he would have done anything to get out of the room
at that moment. He hated the fact that he had a huge pile of Wizard gold in his bank account every time
he was around the Weaslys. They were quite poor having had to raise seven children with only Mr. Weasly
working. But he had an idea.
"Actually, I was thinking of sending it to them from me," he lied, but suddenly realised how nice a
thought it was, "I mean I've got presents for all you guys for the past few years, and you've always given
them to me, including Bill and Charlie," he remembered the mummified hand from Bill and the dragon tooth
he had in his ear, from Charlie, that they had sent him last year "I've never got anything for them though.
I was thinking I could buy it and make up for three years of not getting them anything?" Ron and Mr. Weasly,
not catching on to what he was trying to do, insisted that they do it themselves, but after a little
coaxing from Mrs. Weasly who was a little quicker off the mark and understood the sentiment, everyone
thought it was a wonderful idea.
As soon as they had all sat down with tea though the fire flared up and turned a strange green colour.
Harry realised that someone was on their way and Ron smiled with glee. Harry realised it must be Hermione
and Ginny. Before he saw Ginny spinning slowly towards them he grabbed Ron's arm to draw him closer. He
whispered in a conspiratorial tone...
"It's been three years that I've had to watch you mope around after 'Mione like a love sick puppy. Now I
want you to do something about it or I will!" he said a little to loud but the raging fire masked his
voice, "Well what are you gonna do?"
"You'll see..." said Ron still smiling as Ginny stepped out of the fire, her trunk in hand. Mrs. Weasly
hugged her daughter hard and then excused her self to make dinner. Harry though had to do a double take
as he looked at her. It was as if someone had taken the cute little girl that he had fallen for this
summer and replaced her with a, still cute but beautiful, perfect young woman. He sat gawking as she
looked at him and blushed. He hated it when he blushed in front of, because she didn't know how he felt,
she might just think he didn't like her, and he was blushing because he felt awkward being around but that
could not have been further from the truth. As suddenly as she had appeared Hermione stepped through
gracefully also trunk in hand and the fire died down. Hermione was almost as beautiful as Ginny, probably
more so in Ron's eyes but he was biased, because of the way he felt about Ginny, and the fact that
Hermione was like a sister to him. Ron walked over to her though and smiled.
"Long time no see..." he said as he moved closer and closer to her face, 'Would he make his move now?'
Harry thought suddenly, but just as he thought it Ron bent down to Hermione and kissed her passionately.
Harry was the only one in the room left gobsmacked...
Okay this is my first and second Chapters on the same day, I thought it would take me longer to type
up but hey... Anyway it's my birthday tomorrow and I'm new to this so be nice please? Please R+R. Thanks
to Dumblewho! Keep writin that great fic!