Disclaimer: Not mine. Ever. It's unfortunate, yes I know. It makes me cry. Not really.

A/N: Cookies to everyone who has read and reviewed my story! Those really yummy Pillsbury 'all you have to do is cut' cookies. You know the ones with the little pumpkins or Christmas trees in the middle, the ones where you end up eating half the roll raw before you even bake them…what…I know I'm not the only one whose does that? Am I?

*WARNING: some foul language in this chapter…I need some soap to wash my mouth out with.

            *A Hundred Reasons to Hate Mistletoe*

            "Kids! Brunch is ready!" There were numerous groans, grunts, and yawns as Charlie, George, Ron, Hermione, Harry and Ginny all slowly rejoined the land of the conscious in the living room.

            "Charlie, what the…HHRUMPH" George slid off the sofa and landed with a thud on the floor as Charlie stretched out, accidentally kicking him. By the fireplace Ron let out a small yelp as he rolled over some chess pieces from the night before. It seemed Ginny was the only one to wake comfortably; waking up in the arms of Harry for second night in a row.

            "Morning sunshine, have a nice rest? Was it comfortable enough for you?" Immediately going red, Ginny started to get up, but, not realizing sleeping curled in a chair had caused her foot to fall asleep, fell back; back onto Harry's lap, "You okay there Gin? Leg fall asleep on you?" He asked as he helped her back to her feet.

            "Merlin Harry, you could've woken me up. My fat arse laying on you all night…" She sat on the foot rest, stretching her aching muscles out, wincing at the pins and needles moving their way up her leg.

            "Here, let me get that," Harry leaned forward and placed his hand around her left calve and began massaging it slowly, "That better?" She nodded

            Oh gods does that feel good! He's being pretty brave, putting his hands all over me while three of my brothers are in the same room…oh fuck it…mmmmm Merlin…where did he learn to do this with his hands?

            Ginny inhaled sharply as his hand moved to her other leg, desperately fighting the moan that was lingering in the back of her throat.

            "I guess I learned something useful back at the Dursley's. Trust me; I know how painful it can be sleeping in a less than comfortable space." He said, almost as if he had read her mind. She did notice however, that his eyes were not on her legs, but were watching hers.

            Why is he staring at me? It's kinda creepy. Why does he have that goofy smile on his face? Oh no! My hair is probably a mess…and my breath…Ahh, I need a toothbrush!

             She pulled away from Harry and his magic hands and quickly tried to tame her hair, most of which had fallen out of her pigtails from the night before. She went to stand but was stopped when Harry grabbed a hold of her wrist. With his other hand he reached up and tucked the stray strands of red hair behind her ear, letting his hand linger on her cheek slightly longer than he knew he should.

            "It looks fine Gin. How many times do you have to be told you look beautiful to matter what?" For once, she noticed neither she nor Harry was blushing. Suddenly Mrs. Weasley burst into the room, ranting and raving that breakfast was going to get cold if everybody didn't hurry up. Harry let go of Ginny's wrist and the two followed the rest into the kitchen.

            Even though it was almost eleven o'clock, everyone was still pretty tired and brunch was nowhere near as chaotic as the previous night's dinner. Afterward Ginny was helping clean up when Charlie pulled her aside to talk to her.

            "Ginny, Ginny, Ginny, you know you'd like to do your favorite older brother a favor, wouldn't you?" He asked her, sticking his lower lip out and giving her puppy dog eyes. Unfortunately it did not have the desired effect because it caused Ginny to do nothing but laugh and roll her eyes.

            "Depends on what it is, favorite brother o-mine." Charlie placed his arm around her shoulder and led her into the next room, away from the table.

            "Well, you see it kinda involves you and Harry. Bill and I have placed a little bet on something, and if you guys would be willing to help me out…I could be tempted to give you a cut of the winnings." Ginny nodded and urged him to continue, "Okay, first I need you to get Ron and Hermione together by tonight. I know it's kinda short notice…" he continued telling her his plan, but she was in her own little world, causing her to miss the description of the second part of the deal.  

            Yessssssssss, now not only will I get some of what Charlie wins, but I'll also get the Gryffindor pot! I'll finally have enough to get that new robe I saw at Madame Malkin's.

            "So, what do you think? Are you gonna help your big brother out?" Ginny, still dreaming of her new robes and the accessories she could get with the leftover money, nodded excitedly.

            "Okay, so it's agreed. Now I know you're probably not too happy about the second part…" Charlie started, but she held her hand up.  

            "Don't worry about it, I know just what to do," She turned and headed up the stairs to her room, reached the first landing before her brother even realized she was gone. In her room she dug through a pile of books that was sitting in the corner by her desk.

            "Hogwarts a History…Beasties, Bats, and Goblins…Standard Spells Level 3…" She tossed each book over her shoulder until she found the one she was looking for, "Here we go, 'Fun Spells to Use on Your Friends…or Enemies." She had gotten the book as a birthday gift from Hermione a while back, and it was full of charms, spells and potion recipes for just about anything a teenage girl could need. She turned to the section on 'Playing Matchmaker, or How to Get Your Friends to Hook Up' and skimmed the list:

How to Enchant Mistletoe – First gather two small bunches of mistletoe,

making sure each has a group of AT LEAST two berries. Then recite the

following incantation, filling in the blanks with the names of the two people

you wish to get together. The spell will not be broken until the couple

shares their first true kiss.

            Ginny walked across the hall and grabbed the small bunch of mistletoe that her mother had placed in the hall outside her door. She sat it on the bed next to the book and grabbed her wand. She untied the ribbon and divided the mistletoe into two separate piles, double checking to make sure there were two berries in each set.

            "To speed up destiny and desire, making hearts as hot as fire, these mistletoe will find their mark, binding the two with a spark, increasing as the time goes on, a kiss between…Hermonie and Ron." With a flick of her wrist, a silver ribbon sprung from her wand, wrapping itself around the both bundles. There was a loud 'POP' and Ginny smiled in satisfaction as the ribbon split and the two groups of mistletoe disappeared. She closed the book and placed it and her wand back on her desk and then walked downstairs to see if the spell worked.

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"Virginia Weasley what the hell have you done? Why is this effing weed still following me around? And stop telling me you had nothing to do with it!" It had been over two hours since Ginny cast her spell and so far it was working wonderfully. As Ron stood yelling at her, one bunch of mistletoe was hanging just above his head.

"I don't know what you're talking about Ronald. I think Fred and George are just playing another prank on you." She said, giving her brother her most innocent smile. Ron continued to bat at the plant in front of him but every time he swung it floated up just out of reach.

"You're really gonna make me wait till Hermione comes back with Mum and Harry so she can fix this? What kind of sister are you?" While he waited, he flung himself down on the sofa and buried his nose in a copy of 'Quiddich Monthly'. Mrs. Weasley had gone into muggle London per Hermione's request. After the disastrous gift she purchased for her parents from Hogsmeade last year, which resulted their Christmas tree turning into a rather large burning bush from Hell, she decided to take the safe route and get them normal muggle gifts. Harry, who decided that he too also had a last minute gift to obtain, went along with them.

Fifteen minutes later Ginny saw a flash of green in the floo followed by three soot covered bodies flying out into the room. Mrs. Weasley appeared to be consoling Hermione.

"I don't know dear. I'm sure we can figure something…wait, Ronald, what's that hanging over you head? Is that…mistletoe?" Mrs. Weasley asked her son as she dusted herself off. Ron nodded and all of a sudden there was a bright flash of green light, causing everyone in the room to shield their eyes. Knowing what was coming next, Ginny used the opportunity to slip out of the room unnoticed. From the hallway she could hear the commotion.

"The f…Eeerrr….geoff me stupid plant. Mum, what's going on?"

"Merlin, it's multiplying!  I don't know…Ron did you have anything to do with this?"

"Mrs. Weasley make it stop! ACK…stupid berries…"

            As Ginny tried to hide a snicker she felt someone come up behind her.

            "Ginny? You wouldn't happen to be behind this little charade would you?" Harry asked her, nodding towards the door. Ginny shrugged and leaned over to look back into the living room. The spell had said that once the two identified people saw each other, the mistletoe would steadily multiply, increasing until the couple finally kissed. Sure enough the two bunches of mistletoe had grown, looking like small green clouds over top the heads of both Ron and Hermione.

            Should I tell him? Charlie didn't specify that I absolutely HAD to have Harry's help. I'm sure it'll be fine to keep him out of the loop. Oh who cares? He'll probably be upset because he didn't think of it first.

            "Well Harry, perhaps I might have had a little something to do with this. Trust me though; you'll thank me when they're finally together," she smiled sweetly, "Although don't tell Mum…I don't wanna get in trouble." Harry agreed and they quietly went back into the living room, curious as to how Mrs. Weasley would try and solve the problem.

            "Ginny!!! This wouldn't have anything to do with that book I gave you for your birthday would it?" Hermione asked her when she reentered the room. Like a deer caught in headlights, Ginny immediately blushed and spun around, ready to leave again.

            "Just a minute young lady, you come back here young lady. What is this about a book? Did you have anything to do with this?" Her mother asked.

            "Um…well…eerrr…maybe…." Ginny's voice was just above a whisper as she bit her lower lip, afraid of what punishment her mother was going to hand out. Just then Harry came up beside her and threw his arm around her shoulders.

            "Mrs. Weasley it was my idea. You have no idea what it's like to have to deal with these two all the time. I figured that if I finally got them to admit they liked each other, you know, they'd stop fighting. I asked Ginny for help. I just couldn't take it anymore, you know." Molly just laughed.

            "You're right dear. Alright, Ron just go give Hermione a kiss and I'm sure all this will clear up." She said, expecting the string of adamant refusals that came from both teens.

            "Mum I am NOT kissing Hermione. You can't make me do this."

            "I can't kiss him Mrs. Weasley. I don't know where those lips have been, probably hooking up with half the girls in Gryffindor." Shaking her head, Molly continued chuckling.

            "Well kids, that's the only thing I can think of. Either that or wait for the spell to wear off, and who knows how long that could be." She said winking; giving Ginny the feeling that if the spell did start to wear off before they kissed, Molly would find a way to keep it going. Giving one last look at the mistletoe, which was still growing, Mrs. Weasley exited the room. Hermione grabbed Ron's arm and started dragging him up the steps, mumbling something about finding a countercharm in one of her books.

            By dinner time mistletoe covered nearly every ceiling surface in the Burrow. Every few minutes a leaf would fall down onto the table, narrowly missing the large bowl of soup sitting in the middle, and throughout the meal berries would occasionally fall down too, pelting people in the head as they tried to eat.

            "All right! Enough! Ron, come 'ere." Hermione pushed herself away from the table and walked around the table to where Ron was sitting. Ron, looking very confused, stood up and was quite surprised when Hermione threw her arms around his neck and smashed her lips into his own. There was another green flash of light and with a loud POP all the mistletoe disappeared. Fred and George erupted in cheers, Percy rolled his eyes, Harry and both the twin's girlfriends started clapping, and Mrs. Weasley sat at the end of the table beaming.

            "Way to go little brother," Charlie said, patting his blushing brother on the back with a large smile on his face; but the smile was not completely for Ron. As the rest of the family was thanking Hermonie for finally ridding the house of the mistletoe, Bill proceeded to pull fifty sickles out of his pocket, sliding it discreetly underneath the table into Charlie's waiting hands.

            A little later as Ginny was heading up to get ready for bed Charlie pulled her aside to give her her share, twenty five galleons.

            "That was bloody brilliant Gin; leave it to you to get the job done this quick. Now, you'll get the rest of the sickles tomorrow night. You're still gonna help me out with this right? The second part of our deal?" Ginny paused, trying to understand what Charlie was going on about.

            What does he mean, the second part? I got those two together. What else am I supposed to do? Damn it, I knew it couldn't have been that easy. Okay, pull yourself together Gin. Just pretend you know what he's talking about. Ginny took a deep breath and turned back to her brother.

            "Yeah, yeah, no problem. I'm already working on it." She said confidently, hoping it was enough to convince Charlie. Luckily her answer seemed to satisfy him because he gave her a quick grin and started walking up the stairs ahead of her. She had just about reached her door when he turned back around to face her.

            "Are you sure you're okay with this? I mean, it's not gonna make things all awkward or anything right? After all, you're both going to be here together for the next few days, till you head back to Hogwarts," Ginny, still trying to 'play it cool' assured her brother once again that she had things under control, that is until Charlie spoke again, "I think this is a huge step for you Ginny; make everyone finally realize you've grown up."

What the bloody hell is he talking about? Oh shit…he couldn't be talking about…

"I mean, a few years ago you would have never agreed to kiss Harry."

            It's okay…really, everything is under control, everything is fine…deep breaths…it's not like I still have that stupid little hero-worship crush on him anymore. It'll be fine, I'll just explain things to him and he'll go along with it because we're friends…friends…friends who are going to be making out…in front of at least two of the my brothers…my over protective brothers…who placed a bet on how soon we would be making out. But everything is great, really…it's all just absolutely fucking grand…