Sibling's Chapter 3: The Burrow
There she was in front of the Burrow. The weight had buckled her knees so now both she and Harry were lying on the ground. The portkey must have taken a lot out of her because she felt herself slip into blackness.
She woke up a while later in the living room of the Burrow. Standing over her were two pale faced, freckled, redheads. "Let's see, pale, freckled, red hair and identical. You must be the twins." "Apparently, you know us..." Fred said. "...But who are you?" asked George.
Meanwhile upstairs
Harry was lying flat on his back in Ron's room. He opened his eyes to see most of the Weasley's and Hermione standing around him. "What happened? How did I get here?" he asked, while trying to get up, only to have Ginny push him back down. "You need to rest, Harry." She said. "Okay, Everyone out!" Molly screams.
One by one everyone leaves the room. As Ginny is about to leave the room Harry grabs her wrist. She turns around only to see the pleading look on his face. She nods her head and closes the door to the room. She walks back over to him and gently pushes him back down on the bed. She grabs a washcloth and a bowl of water that was sitting nearby and begins to clean the deep gash on his forehead. "I'm sorry." "What for?" "For the way that I talked to you at the Ministry." "Don't worry about it. Now go to sleep." "Stay with me, please."
He moved so that he was up against the wall, and let her climb in. He put his arm around her waist so that they were snuggled up with her back to his chest. "Goodnight Ginny." "Nite, Harry."
Back Downstairs
Joey was now pacing around the living room. The twins were sitting on the couch with a perplexed look on their faces. Sirius and Remus had apparted in just a few seconds earlier. They had gone to tell the rest of the Order what had happened. The silence was broken by the rest of the Weasley's and Hermione, coming down the stairs.
Hermione immediately went out to the garden. "What's up with her?" Joey asked. "I'll go after her." Ron said.
Burrow's Garden
Ron found Hermione crying in the corner with her knees pulled up to her chest. "What's wrong, Mione?" he asked as he sat down next to her while facing her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and continued crying on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her and let her cry. Within a few minutes her crying has subsided and she pulled back to look at him. Before she had a chance to say anything he leaned in to kiss her. When their lips touched a bolt of electricity ran down their spines. The only reason they broke the kiss was because of Mrs. Weasley yelling at them to come into the house.
"I guess we better get in there." Ron said. "I guess so." she replied. Ron got to his feet and held out a hand to help her up. She accepted his hand and was helped to her feet, but before he pulled his hand away she intertwined their fingers. They returned to the house hand in hand.
There she was in front of the Burrow. The weight had buckled her knees so now both she and Harry were lying on the ground. The portkey must have taken a lot out of her because she felt herself slip into blackness.
She woke up a while later in the living room of the Burrow. Standing over her were two pale faced, freckled, redheads. "Let's see, pale, freckled, red hair and identical. You must be the twins." "Apparently, you know us..." Fred said. "...But who are you?" asked George.
Meanwhile upstairs
Harry was lying flat on his back in Ron's room. He opened his eyes to see most of the Weasley's and Hermione standing around him. "What happened? How did I get here?" he asked, while trying to get up, only to have Ginny push him back down. "You need to rest, Harry." She said. "Okay, Everyone out!" Molly screams.
One by one everyone leaves the room. As Ginny is about to leave the room Harry grabs her wrist. She turns around only to see the pleading look on his face. She nods her head and closes the door to the room. She walks back over to him and gently pushes him back down on the bed. She grabs a washcloth and a bowl of water that was sitting nearby and begins to clean the deep gash on his forehead. "I'm sorry." "What for?" "For the way that I talked to you at the Ministry." "Don't worry about it. Now go to sleep." "Stay with me, please."
He moved so that he was up against the wall, and let her climb in. He put his arm around her waist so that they were snuggled up with her back to his chest. "Goodnight Ginny." "Nite, Harry."
Back Downstairs
Joey was now pacing around the living room. The twins were sitting on the couch with a perplexed look on their faces. Sirius and Remus had apparted in just a few seconds earlier. They had gone to tell the rest of the Order what had happened. The silence was broken by the rest of the Weasley's and Hermione, coming down the stairs.
Hermione immediately went out to the garden. "What's up with her?" Joey asked. "I'll go after her." Ron said.
Burrow's Garden
Ron found Hermione crying in the corner with her knees pulled up to her chest. "What's wrong, Mione?" he asked as he sat down next to her while facing her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and continued crying on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her and let her cry. Within a few minutes her crying has subsided and she pulled back to look at him. Before she had a chance to say anything he leaned in to kiss her. When their lips touched a bolt of electricity ran down their spines. The only reason they broke the kiss was because of Mrs. Weasley yelling at them to come into the house.
"I guess we better get in there." Ron said. "I guess so." she replied. Ron got to his feet and held out a hand to help her up. She accepted his hand and was helped to her feet, but before he pulled his hand away she intertwined their fingers. They returned to the house hand in hand.