"Luna! Do you mind if I borrow some of your clothes?" Was the first thing she heard when she woke up.

Luna propped herself up on her elbow to look at Ginny, who had asked the question. "But you're smaller than me."

Ginny shrugged, "So?" She opened Luna's trunk. "Can I? Please?"

"Sure, I don't mind." Luna slid out of her bed and sat on the floor next to Ginny.

Ginny kneeled over the open trunk, carefully searching through its contents. She pulled out a couple of tops, a pair of jeans, and a few other various articles of clothing. "Can I borrow these?" She held one of the tank tops against her body, looking down to see how much larger it was. "Most of it will fit me fine."

Luna shrugged "I guess...I don't really care who wears my clothes, as long as I get them back!" She laughed.

"Oh don't worry, you'll get them back...eventually." Ginny added with a grin.

"OK." Luna nodded and snatched an outfit out for herself.

"Thanks a bunch Luna!" Ginny grabbed a few things off of her bed and scampered out of the room. She peered down the hall to make sure no one was around. Then, tiptoeing to the bathroom, giggled to herself. "No more being called 'cute' and 'little', no more looking half my age!" she told her reflection happily once locked inside. Her reflection smiled back. Ginny shed off her PJ's and slipped into some of the clothes she had brought into the bathroom with her. "Wonder what he'll say..."

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Sirius heard someone coming down the stairs and looked up from his breakfast. Seeing Ginny come off the last step, he smiled and returned to his food. "Morning Ginny." Then Sirius did a double-take, dropping his fork and snapping his head back up to look at the girl. "Ginny! Hey, that's a cute outfit! You...uh...finally look your age..." He teased, though he was now somewhat nervous in her presence and he had no clue why!

"Thank you." She couldn't hold back the grin that came over her freckled face. "It is cute, isn't it?" She twirled and did a sarcastic curtsy.

Sirius just nodded dumbly. He studied her, trying desperately to figure out what it was about her that so suddenly made his stomach drop a few inches as if he was on a rollercoaster. After getting over the shock of seeing the makeup on her face, his eyes went from her copper hair, which was now tied back in a loose braid, to her clothes. The jeans clung tightly to her thin body and seemed to enhance the few slight curves that she had gained in her 14 years, the t-shirt was stretched tight across her budding chest and the dark color of it really brought out the sparkly words on the front: "Keep staring, I might do a trick!"

She cleared her throat and grinned wider. "You like the shirt?" She teased, meaning that he had been staring.

"Uh...yeah...I guess so..." Sirius stuttered, unsure of how to react to Ginny's sudden change. He realized that, in a matter of minutes, Sirius could no longer think of her as a child anymore. He also suspected by the shine in her honey-brown eyes and the reddish tint across her cheeks, that she had done it for just that reason. "Want some breakfast?" He fumbled, feeling as if he was back in Hogwarts talking to one of the fourth or fifth year girls again. Sirius pulled out his wand, conjured up a steaming plate of poached eggs and toast, and placed it on the table next to him.

"Sure, thanks Sirius!" She took a seat right by him and took a small bite. "Is something wrong? You seem...uncomfortable..." She laid a hand on his arm and gazed at him curiously, biting back the smile that threatened to surface.

He gulped, shying away from her hand slightly. "No, no nothing's wrong. I just...I ate too much. Yeah, that's it...excuse me..." he got up in a hurry and rushed out of the dining room.

As he cast a glance over his shoulder on his way out, Ginny caught the blush that had spread across his whole face. When she was sure he was out of sight, she screeched, "Yeeeeesss!" and pumped her fist in the air.

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When Hermione stirred, she found that it was hard to move. Opening her eyes, she saw Ron's arms wrapped around her body She was curled up in his lap and he was still sleeping peacefully, a slight smile on his lips. Everything from the night before came back to Hermione and she grinned...though soon the grin turned to an unsure frown. Something was tugging at the very back of her mind and she couldn't figure it out. Yeah, she had strong feelings for Ron, but...there was something else bugging her! She sighed. Hermione climbed out of Ron's lap, careful not to wake him, and brushed a gentle kiss on his temple. She opened the door and slipped out to the deserted back hallway. Yawning, she snuck out to the dining room, past Ginny, and up the stairs.

Ginny sat, unnoticed, at the table. She watched as Hermione dragged herself upstairs. Ginny cocked an eyebrow, but didn't say anything. Just then, the sound of someone mumbling in his sleep came from down a hall in the back of the house. Ginny recognized it as her brother's sleeptalking and giggled when she remembered that Hermione had come from the same direction. They had spent the night together! No wonder she hadn't been in their bedroom! Ginny silently congratulated the two, hoping to get a chance to talk to them about it later in the day. She turned back to her poached eggs, picking up a piece of toast and nibbling on it. Sirius drifted back into her mind and Hermione and Ron were forgotten for a while as she dreamily thought of ways to get his attention.

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Snape walked into the bedroom he was sharing with Draco, not bothering to check to see if Draco was inside. He was!

"Ever heard of knocking?!" He cried out, whirling around. "Oh! It's just you..." Draco blushed slightly, quickly pulling a clean pair of boxers over his naked body. "I was getting dressed..." He grumbled, slipping a shirt over his head.

Taking something out of a drawer, Snape watched out of the corner of his eye as Draco dressed. When Draco was decent, he said, "I'm taking another trip to Diagon Alley, do you need anything?"

"Uh..." Draco screwed up his face in thought, "Don't think so. Would ya mind if I came with you? I really need to get out of here for a while!" He turned his pale blue eyes on Snape in a pleading gesture.

Snape actually smiled back at him! "Sure, I don't really care...but if you're coming, then you might want to put on some pants and meet me downstairs in 5 minutes..." With a smirk, Snape left the room.

Draco looked down to see that he was still only wearing a t-shirt and boxers. His face flushed and he snatched a pair of jeans off the floor. To himself, he muttered "He's lucky I..." Draco trailed off, stepping out of the room. Glancing around, he darted downstairs to meet Snape by the front door.

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"Ron! Hey Ron!" Ginny squealed, tugging at her brother's sleeve. She trailed after him as he started up the steps. "Rooon!"

"Shove off Ginny." He pushed his sister away from him and jogged up the stairs. Ginny fell to her butt on the floor below the stairway. Ron turned to look down at her. She was glaring up at him, her lip extended in a childish pout. "I'll talk to you later, right now I'm looking for Hermione!" Then he added, "And you better stop the pouting if you want to look grown up." Shaking his head, he turned and continued up to Hermione's bedroom. The bedroom door was shut and he heard voices coming from within. Pressing his ear against the door, he listened.

A sigh. "Oh Luna..." It was Hermione's voice! Hermione laughed, too.

Giggles, rustling, the sound of bedsprings creaking. Ron's eyes widened, horrified, as he heard a groan.

"Hermione! Wow..." Luna's purring voice drifted through the door.

"Oh-my-god!" Hermione gasped.

Ron heard a low moan that sounded a lot like his girlfriend. Having listened long enough to be on the edge of tears, he turned the door handle. Ignoring the shuffling sounds from inside, he shoved the bedroom door open. At first, he couldn't quite register what was going on, having expected something else...something much, much worse. Hermione was sitting under the covers in her bed with Luna sitting on the edge of that bed, still in their nightshirts, staring down at something in front of them. On closer inspection, it appeared to be a clothes magazine.

"I want it..." Hermione moaned again, pointing to a skirt in the magazine. She looked up. "Oh! Hi Ron! Isn't this a cute skirt?"

Blinking, Ron nodded. "Uh...sure..." He sighed, relieved.

Luna turned the page and gasped, repeating, "Wow..." She nudged Hermione and gestured to a glittery blue shirt. "My god, it's so pretty..."

"And expensive!" Hermione added with a sigh.

Ron turned to walk out of the room, satisfied that he had just been overreacting and his mind had been in the gutter for no reason...besides, he was going out with Hermione, which meant that he knew she was not lesbian...right? With the girls giggling behind him as he shut the door, Ron headed down the hall to his own room. The only things he hadn't noticed were that the magazine had been upside-down, Luna's hand had been under the covers, and both were breathing heavier than normal. Too bad for him...

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{AN: HA! Well...what do ya think of that? Now you should be able to figure out why I said "poor Ron"...sooooo...please review! Thx! }