Disclaimer: Hold on, let me check…wait…nope still don't own the characters.
A/N: Sorry this took so long, but I just started back with school, and my computer broke and it was all just bad, but I want to thank everyone who reviewed my story. It's reassuring to know that people can actually tolerate my writing. Also to clear up any confusion, the beginning of this story is supposed to be taking place on winter break. That's why Charlie is back and Harry is staying with the Weasley's….blah, blah, blah…now, on to Chapter 3.
*Breakfast with the Weasleys*
Oh Merlin, I hope I didn't get Harry in too much trouble with Charlie. Damn it, I knew I should have just left. Now Charlie's probably threatened Harry and scared him so bad that he'll be afraid to come within twenty feet of me. Oh well, it could be worse. Ron could have walked in on us…
Suddenly Ginny's head was filled with images of exactly what Ron would do if he had been the one to walk in on Harry and her. Ginny shook her head, trying to erase the pictures from her mind as she sat down at the kitchen table.
"Sleep late enough Gin?" Fred asked her as she took her seat.
"Yes, perhaps our ickle Ginnikins was up late last night dreaming about a certain handsome, green-eyed, raven haired Adonis. One who just happens to be sleeping right above her..." George was abruptly cut off when a rather hard biscuit came flying from across the table and hit him in the ear.
"Getting a little testy there aren't you? Could it be because what our dear brother is saying is true?" Fred chided before ducking under the table to avoid an orange that Ginny had lobed at him.
"Boys stop teasing your little sister, and Ginny stop throwing food. It's not good manners and we have a guest." Molly Weasley voice rang out as she walked into the kitchen, followed by Charlie and Harry.
"Mom, it's just Harry. He's as good as a part of our family, you need to stop acting like he's one of those ancient walking corpses that works with Dad at the Ministry who comes and visits for dinner." Ron joined in the conversation as he made his way down the steps.
Mrs. Weasley just shook her head and walked over to the stove where a ladle was busy pouring pancake mix into a pan and a spatula was busy flipping done pancakes onto a plate.
Charlie, Harry, and Ron all took their seats at the table. Ron slid in the chair on Ginny's right and Harry took the seat on her left.
"Morning Gin." He said as sat down, giving her a small smile.
Why is he smiling? I wonder what Charlie said to him up there? Thought Ginny, I hope Charlie didn't say something stupid like he thinks I'm still in love with him or something. Sweet Merlin, why the hell can't anybody get past that and realize that I have grown up!!
"Good morning Harry." Ginny replied.
"We were just talking about you Harry. You look at little tired, did you have any visitors last night?" Fred said as he rose up from under the table.
Luckily everyone was too busy laughing at Fred's comment to notice that both Harry and Ginny's heads shot up when the heard "late night visit."
Ginny glanced over to her left and meet a very blushing Harry.
Damnit, did one of those two see us last night? Or did they hear Charlie this morning? Oh sweet Gods, if they didn't suspect anything before they certainly will now. Ginny thought, knowing that the red on her face rivaled, if not surpassed, the red on Harry's.
Harry gave her a small smile and turned back to where Fred was high-fiving George.
"Well Fred, I can see how you would think that being that you've had so many 'late night visits' yourself. Wasn't that Angelina I saw coming out of the boy's dorm last week before we left? Or maybe that was…" Harry was cut off when Fred began coughing loudly.
"I don't know what you're talking about Harry. Maybe she was going to see Jordan or someone. But it certainly wasn't me." Fred gave a nervous laugh and looked to where his mother was standing with a scowl on her face across the room.
By this time Harry, Ginny, Ron, George, and Charlie were all cracking up. Even Mrs. Weasley allowed herself a grin when she saw the bright red shade her son was turning as he continued to try and defend himself.
"Honest, I have no clue what you mean. Maybe she was looking for some help with Quiddich or…" he continued blabbing on, oblivious to the fact that the rest of his family was practically rolling around on the floor.
"My dear brother, methinks you doth protest too much." Ginny said, while trying to catch her breath from laughing so hard.
"What's going on in here? What are we all laughing about?" Percy asked as he and his fiancé Penelope walked into the kitchen. Mrs. Weasley had to conjure up another chair, as all the ones at the table were full.
As Percy and Penelope sat down, Ginny looked around the table.
Wow, a few more people and it would look just like the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall at breakfast. Nothing like the holidays to turn a decent house into a freaking zoo.
For the table was quite full; Mrs. Weasley, Ron, George, Fred, Percy, Penelope, Charlie, Harry and Ginny were all clambering to get food, laughing at Fred…
Her father had had to go into work and Bill and Fleur weren't expected to arrive until the evening, so dinner that evening was sure to be even more hectic.
"Hey, Gin? Can I talk to you for a second?" Ginny's head snapped back around as she felt a hand on her shoulder.
"Oh, sure Harry. By the way, Charlie didn't do anything or threaten anything when he talked to you earlier, did he? Cause I can talk to him, tell him it was all a misunderstanding…" Ginny trailed off seeing Harry shake his head.
"No, no…everything is fine Ginny. But do you think we can talk somewhere a little more private than the kitchen table?" He said, gesturing around at the rest of her family, who were still laughing and carrying on miscellaneous conversation with one another.
"Um, okay. Do you wanna go for a walk outside or something?" Ginny asked.
"That would be good. Why don't you go grab your coat and everything and I'll just meet you out there? No point in drawing anymore attention to our little meetings, is there? I don't need another talk from one of your other brothers." Harry said laughing.
"Alright, I've got to go get my stuff, but I'll meet you out there in a little while." Ginny told him. She stood up and excused herself before taking her plate to the sink and heading off to her room.