A/n: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters or references. Please do not get mad at me for using them!

They arrived at the house at around eight in the morning. As Harry and Hermione got out, Ron and Ginny ran out the door to greet them. They had been watching out the windows since they had finished getting ready.

"Harry, Hermione!" they both yelled.

"Hey Ginny, hey Ron" Harry said, "Hi Ron, Ginny." Hermione replied George and Fred came out with Mrs. Weasley. Hermione spotted them and ran to see George. "Hi George!"

"Hey 'mione...." George replied looking a little confused and startled all at the same time.
"Hey Hermione" Fred said trying to direct the attention away from George.
"Hi Fred." Hermione said still looking up at George.

"Well let's go inside everyone. Harry, Hermione, I have some food left for you. Bill, Charlie, and Percy should be here in an hour or two at the best." Mrs. Weasley said while pushing them in the door.
"Oh, Charlie, Percy, and Bill are coming?" Harry questioned.

"Yes of course dear." Mrs. Weasley replied, "Why wouldn't they be?" When they had all come inside, and took their things to their rooms, it was around ten. They sat down in the den and Mrs. Weasley brought in some snacks and pumpkin juice. They heard a knock at the door. Mrs. Weasley jumped up to greet the boys. A few seconds later the 3 oldest boys of the Weasley family, came strolling in.

"Hello everyone" Percy said in a cheerful voice. Bill and Charlie followed.

"Well hello Harry and Hermione. We got stuck in some traffic on the wiz- way." Harry looked at Bill in a puzzling face.

"Oh I'm sorry Harry, it's a big "road" where witches and wizards go to get from one place to another fast.

"Oh," Harry replied, "so it's sort of like a highway?"

"Yes, you could say that." Hermione was on the couch with George and Ron. Every time Ron would scoot closer to Hermione, Hermione would scoot closer to George. Hermione, too had gotten a crush, only it wasn't with Ron. She was in love with George. She couldn't stop thinking about him; she had even liked him when Alicia and him were still going out. She hated Alicia for taking "her man" and then crushing him. But when Ron had owled her and told her that they had broken up, she had practically done back flips.

"Alicia didn't deserve him", she thought, "I'll show George that she was nothing and I'm the one he should be with." She would comfort him, and touch his arm and hug him as much as she could, but he didn't seem to get the picture. George was totally oblivious to all her efforts.

The rest of the day was spent unpacking and resting. Mrs. Weasley was in the kitchen with Hermione and Ginny, making dinner, while Harry and Ron walked in the backyard.

"Harry?", Ron asked, "Do you think Hermione likes me?" "I think she likes you very much" Harry replied, not realizing the real question that was being asked.

"No Harry. Do you think she really likes me?" Harry stopped and looked at him questionably.

"Why do you want to know, Ron?"

"Oh, no reason." Ron replied. "Ron, tell me, I'm your best friend."

"It's nothing." Ron replied trying to sound convincing.

"Ron you can't fool me, I know you too well and I know something's going on between you two."

"NO!" Ron snapped, "Nothing is going on, that's the problem!" Ron started to raise his voice. "She doesn't even act like she likes me! I just don't understand!"

"Understand what?" came a faint voice from behind the boys. They turned around to find Ginny walking up, her face glowing in the sunlight. She had grown a lot during the summer. She was now tall and thin, and her red hair was down to the middle of her back. It was straight until the very end where it curled up giving her an elegant but playful look. "What's the matter Ron?"

"Nothing", Ron replied, "how much did you hear?"

"Not much, just the part where you just don't understand." Ginny said mockingly, giggling a little.

"Come on Harry, if she's going to act like this, we're leaving."

"Oh Ron, don't be like that, I was only joking" Ginny said in a sweet, innocent voice.

"Ginny, do you want to walk with us?" Harry asked.

"YES!" Ginny squealed.".... I mean that would be fun." They walked for about 5 minutes not talking. Ron couldn't believe it. Harry had asked Ginny to walk with them! He had been in the middle of telling Harry about his "love" for Hermione! Every once in a while, Ginny would glance up at Harry with an admiring look, open her mouth to say something, and then look back to the ground. Finally Harry said,

"Nice weather we're having huh?" Ron was really close to hitting him upside the head. Then Ginny stopped.

"What's wrong, Ginny?" Harry asked.

"Um, nothing, Harry." Ginny replied. "Maybe we should head back, we've gone pretty far out."

"Why Ginny? Did you see something? What's the matter?" Harry asked.

"Please can we just go home?" Ginny whimpered, close to tears.

Ron looked up, "Oh, I understand Ginny, I didn't realize we had gone this far."

"Understand what?" Harry asked. Ron gave him a warning look. "O.k. Ginny." Harry said putting his arm around her as they turned around. Every once and a while Harry looked back to try and catch a glimpse of what had upset Ginny so much, but he didn't see, hear, or even smell anything that would have set her off. When they got home, Ginny ran upstairs, as much as she wanted to stay in Harry's arms forever, she knew that right now she just had to be alone. Mrs. Weasley was in the kitchen making brownies as they walked in, when she saw Ginny run up the stairs, she started to go after her.

"Mum, don't, we went to far on our walk." Ron said, "We went to "the place" it happened."

Mrs. Weasley stopped, "Oh...." And walked back to the bowl, and started stirring again.

"Ron what was that place? Why did Ginny get so upset? Why did your mum not talk to Ginny?" Harry was bursting with questions, and he wanted to know everything.

Ron started to talk, "Harry, now is not the best time to talk about it."

"Boys, go get ready for dinner." Mrs. Weasley said.

"Yes mum." Ron called back, starting up the stairs. Ginny hardly ate anything; neither did Ron. It was, for the most part quiet for dinner.

"Well, that was a good dinner." Mrs. Weasley said jokingly to her husband, as the children walked upstairs to get ready for bed. In the girl's bedroom, Hermione talked to Ginny about what she did that day.

"Well I hung out with George, and umm I hung out with George and I uh.... Hung out with George some more! ... Um Ginny?"

"Yes?" Ginny replied.

"What's wrong? Something's been bugging you ever since you got home from that walk with the boys."

"It's nothing, maybe Ron will tell you, but I'm not ready"

"O.k. Ginny, remember you can tell me anything" "I know, thank you Hermione."

"So how was your walk with Harry and Ron?"

"Hermione..." Ginny warned.

"I didn't mean then, just in general."

"Oh well in that case...." That night Ginny and Hermione stayed up very late. Ginny talked about Harry all night.

"Harry did this, Harry did that, and oh it was so funny." Hermione felt like she was going to scream. She just wanted to tell someone about her love obsession with George. She knew she had asked Ginny about the walk, but she didn't realize she'd go into so much detail. What could have happened after all this? Around eleven or so, Hermione couldn't take it anymore.

"Ginny..."

"Yes?"

"Um this is sort of hard to say but..." Hermione started.

"What? You can tell me." Ginny interrupted.

"It's just that, well I'm just going to say it, I like George. In fact, I love him. I've never felt this way before, I would d-" "Hermione..." Ginny started

"No Ginny just let me finish. I would die for him, and dodge 1,000 bullets for him. I'd do anything to make him mine." Hermione ran out of breath.

"What were you saying Ginny?" Ginny, still a little stunned, sat on her bed, motionless across the room.

"O.k. Hermione, I understand, that's how I feel about Harry."

"Oh, ok. Well I think that's enough talking for one night, Ginny."

"Ok, goodnight 'mione."

"Goodnight Ginny" They both lie motionless in their beds.