Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters.
A/N: I've been trying to finish up my other fanfict (Again) so that's why this one is a little late. I try to update weekly but it's very hard cuz I'm always busy. I have to keep myself from writing the future chapters before this one because I know exactly what's going to happen and I just want to get it down on paper. But I know if I do that then I will never finish this chapter so sorry again for the delay.
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Transitions
Harry closed the door of his bedroom and leaned up against it sweating profusely. He had no idea what had just gotten over him. Something deep inside of him took over his body and made him kiss Ginny suddenly in the kitchen. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't walk back out there and act like nothing had happened. That would just be rude and tasteless. He groaned in frustration and had the urge to punch the wall next to him to punish himself. Oddly enough, he was faintly reminded of Dobby. He disregarded the thought from his mind and tried his best to think of something to do. He couldn't stay in is room forever. He needed to talk to someone.
Harry smacked himself on the forehead. He knew exactly what to do: Tell Hermione. He apperated into their living room once more and looked around for either Ron or Hermione. "Hello? Hermione?" Called Harry.
"In the kitchen!" Replied Hermione. Harry opened the swinging door and walked into the kitchen. Hermione was standing in front of a stove with a Magical Cookbook in one hand, a wand in another, and an apron on. She looked extremely flustered. She turned around and saw Harry and the look on his face. "God damn it Hermione, it happened again!" Shouted Harry angrily.
"Harry, calm down. Now why don't you start from the beginning and tell me what happened?" Asked Hermione placing the cookbook down on the counter top and her wand behind her ear.
"I was talking to Ginny like you said I should and I asked what she thought of the kiss and she said it was just something she felt like doing and there was no real meaning behind it." Said Harry becoming slightly more depressed by repeating what Ginny had said to him.
"She said that?" Hermione asked sitting down next to him sounding surprised. Harry nodded.
"She said that she didn't want to get involved with anyone because she doesn't want her heartbroken again. She started talking about how disheartening it was to see all of these couples together everywhere."
"Oh." Said Hermione slightly ashamed of herself.
"I sympathized with her and I before I knew it was kissing her." Hermione sighed.
"She kissed you again?" Asked Hermione annoyingly.
"No, this time I kissed her." Said Harry avoiding eye contact with Hermione. He half expected her to yell at him the way she yelled at him when he did something stupid but instead she sighed even louder than before.
"What are you going to do now? I mean you obviously can't just go back to the way things were."
"But that's what she wants. She just wants to be friends."
"What do you want?"
"I guess I sort of wanted a relationship." Said Harry honestly. "But I doubt it's going to happen. She said she didn't want one. What should I do?"
"I don't know. I've never heard of anyone acting the way Ginny acts."
"Thanks anyway." Said Harry getting up. Hermione got up too and headed back over to her cookbook. "Oh and may I ask why in hell are you wearing an apron? You can't cook."
"I know I can't cook, Harry! I'm trying to learn how!" Shouted an extremely angry Hermione. Ron entered the kitchen and noticed Harry.
"Harry, when did you get here?" Asked Ron quizzically.
"Not too long ago." Replied Harry not wanting to tell Ron that he had just kissed his sister for the second time.
"Oh. So are you staying?"
"Er, no. I have to get back home. I needed Hermione's advice on..." Started Harry trying to think of a good excuse.
"Decorating." Finished Hermione. "He wants to redo his room but needed some ideas from me before he started anything."
"Oh." Said Ron.
"Well I better be going. Bye!" Harry dissapperated with a crack back to his own flat. Ron walked over to his wife and put his arms around her.
"Hermione, why are you trying to cook? You know it's a lost cause." Hermione turned on her husband and gave him a dirty look. She used her elbows to push off Ron's long arms.
"Thanks Ron. I love how supportive you are." Hermione said sarcastically. She groaned. "I'm trying to be more motherly but it's not working out right!"
"Hmm, I suppose a motherly woman like yourself wouldn't fancy a quickie then." Hermione crossed her arms and gave him a face. Ron sat down disappointed. "I suppose not."
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Harry apperated back to his flat and looked around for Ginny. "Harry?" Called a soft voice at the end of the hallway. He turned around to see Ginny Weasley standing there looking somewhat nervous.
"Er, hi Ginny."
"Hi." Said Ginny still standing in her place. Harry knew that he had to say something to avoid a very awkward silence.
"Look about before..."
"Don't worry about it. I'll be fine." Replied Ginny.
"Really? Because I know that you don't want a relationship right not but I couldn't control myself." Ginny laughed softly.
"Harry that's exactly what happened to me the other night. I tried explaining it to you but you didn't understand." Said Ginny walking over to Harry.
"Oh. I guess you're right." Said Harry feeling embarrassed recalling what Ginny had said about kissing him. Ginny smiled.
"So are we okay now?" Harry nodded. "Good." Ginny started to walk back to her room. Suddenly Harry felt very gutsy and decided to do something.
"Wait." Ginny turned around and Harry kissed her quickly on the mouth. "I see what you mean." Said Harry lovingly. Ginny smiled and headed back to her room once again. She got to her doorway and turned around just as Harry was about to go into his room.
"I thought you said you weren't the kind of guy who would kiss his friend?" Asked Ginny curiously. Harry grinned.
"People change." Replied Harry. Ginny smiled as she closed the door to her room. Harry smiled feeling that for possibly the first time in his life that something was not going to end in disaster.
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Six weeks passed and the Ministry election grew nearer. Malfoy had support from traditional wizards and gained more and more by the day where as Hermione had the more liberal witches and wizards on her side. Hermione had been working extra hard on her campaign trying to get more and more supporters. Along with spying on Malfoy, Ron had doubly duty of tending to the very pregnant Hermione. She was in the middle of her fifth month and her swollen abdomen was beginning to show through her thickest robes. The race was as close as ever and so were Harry and Ginny.
The two spent the majority of their spare time together talking or joking around. They kissed every once in a while just because they knew that it was okay with one another. Ginny said that it was a very healthy thing to do for two friends and Harry, who had no objections, obliged accordingly.
One day at Malfoy's house Ron and Harry were snooping around Malfoy and Pansy's bedroom looking for anything that might be helpful to the order. Malfoy and his wife were out shopping so Ron and Harry took full advantage of the empty house. Ron was looking through one of the chester drawers as Harry searched the bedside table. "Ew Harry, come look! Malfoy's boxer shorts!"
"Ron I don't want to see that!" Exclaimed Harry.
"You're starting to sound like Hermione." Replied Ron coolly.
"How's she doing by the way?" Ron groaned.
"It's horrible. She's working nonstop and when she's not working she's doing stuff for her campaign. I told her one night when I was helping her that she was going to put too much stress on her and it will hurt the baby. She told me to stop exaggerating and that if I really loved her I would be more supportive of her campaign." Said Ron sulkily. Harry knew that Ron hated it when Hermione was upset with him. "What does she mean by that anyway? She knows I love her and I help her with anything she needs including pregnancy stuff."
"What do you mean?" Asked Harry discarding an old tissue that was left on the nightstand.
"Well sometimes when Hermione's been on her feet too much they get swollen and I rub them for her." Said Ron with the tips of his ears going red.
"Aw. How sweet!" Said Harry mockingly. Ron gave him the finger.
"You sound like Ginny. You've been spending a lot of time with her lately, haven't you?" Asked Ron.
"I guess you could say that, yeah." Replied Harry as calmly as he possibly could. He didn't want Ron to get suspicious of anything. No good could ever come of that. He needed to change the subject fast. Harry moved over an old book and found a small rectangle package. "You'll never believe what I just found. Come here!" Called Harry. Ron came over to the nightstand.
"What?"
"Look at these." Harry held up a box of Trent Trahern's Condoms.
"So? I've got a box of those at home."
"No, read the bottom." Ron picked up the package and read the box out loud grinning. "'Enchanted make any wizard live up to his full potential.' Ha! Wait until Hermione gets a load of this!" The two men began laughing as hard as ever when they heard a loud click come from the front of the house. They stopped laughing immediately. "Shit!" Said Ron as he grabbed his wand and put a silencing and invisibility charm on him. Harry through on his invisibility cloak and tried is best to put everything back to where it was originally. Malfoy and Pansy's voices traveled through the house.
"I didn't hear anything Draco. You're being ridiculous." Said Pansy as they both climbed the stairs.
"I'm telling you I heard something up here." Said Malfoy entering and surveying his dark bedroom. He pulled out his wand and looked around the room suspiciously.
"Draco, there's nothing here!" Exclaimed Pansy whose hands were full of shopping bags. Draco didn't answer but instead continued doing what he was doing. Pansy groaned and went into the connected bathroom. Draco came dangerously close to where Ron and Harry were hiding. They both sucked in their guts trying their best not to be discovered. Malfoy sighed.
"I guess you're right." Said Malfoy putting his wand on his bedside table and laying down on the bed. Ron and Harry quickly hurried to the door. All of a sudden the bathroom door opened with Pansy dressed in very skimpy lingerie standing in the doorway.
"Mmm, Draco..." Called Pansy with a come hither look on her face. Malfoy looked shocked.
"Good god woman, it's almost 5 in the afternoon. You're a horny thing aren't you?" Pansy nodded as she walked nearer to the bed and got on top of him.
"I want you." She whispered in his ear. Draco grinned and tried to reach over to his nightstand. "No. Don't bother. I'll use a charm afterwards." And with that Harry and Ron both shut their eyes as tight at possible and apperated back to the Ministry of Magic. Ron made himself become visible again and looked at Harry who was taking off his invisibility cloak.
"What the hell was that?!" Exclaimed Ron.
"I don't even want to know." Replied Harry trying to get the image of Pansy and Draco out of his head.
"It's only 5pm! I don't even think I had sex at 5pm on my honeymoon." Shouted Ron sounding very aggravated.
"That's wonderful. I really needed to know that." Said Harry coolly.
"Come on. We're guys we're supposed to brag about our sex lives. I get my share in, how about you?" Asked Ron. Harry chose not to say anything. "Come on Harry. I wouldn't tell anyone. I know you're having sex with someone Harry. You've been way too happy lately."
"I'm not having sex alright!" Shouted Harry angrily. "Let's get out of here." Said Harry as he and Ron check out for the day and apperated to Diagon Alley where they were supposed to meet up with Hermione and Ginny.
"Soon when's the last time you've...?" Asked Ron as delicately as possible.
"About a year." Replied Harry sulkily.
"You're kidding me! Harry you need to get laid. Soon."
"I know that. I just need to find someone I feel comfortable with and that I can actually stand going on a second date with." Said Harry as he and Ron started walking down the alley.
"Who care's about a second date! At the end of the date ask her if she wants to come upstairs for a drink and if she says yes, it's in the bag!"
"I can't just use someone like that. That's just a little too pricky."
"Yes but not having sex for a year is a crime therefore you'd be setting the universe right."
"How do you see that?" Asked Harry curiously.
"Don't question it! The fact is you need to shag. Period." Stated Ron.
"Let's stop talking about this. I don't want the entire wizarding community knowing about how rubbish I am when it comes to women." Harry said with his temper rising. Ron realized that his friend was getting into a progressively worse mood and listened to his friend. Moments later Hermione and Ginny came walking towards them.
"Hey. What's up?" Asked Ginny as Hermione kissed Ron quickly.
"Nothing." Replied Harry trying to regain his usual temperament.
"Anything happen at work?" Asked Hermione casually to her husband. Ron groaned.
"You don't want to know..."
"Yes we do want to know but if we don't head over to Mum's house she'll go bonkers."
"Oh that's right, we're having dinner at her house aren't we?" Asked Harry forgetting his schedule for the day.
"You could tell us what happened when we get there." Said Hermione to Ron. He was now closing his eyes trying to erase the memory of Pansy and Draco on their bed.
"No, Hermione. If I tell my mother what Harry and I saw today she'll drop dead." Hermione turned to Harry.
"Was it really that bad?" Hermione whispered curiously. Harry nodded.
"The worse."
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An hour later they were all sitting at the Weasley's big kitchen table enjoying the remainder of their supper. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, and Harry were all in attendance. Everybody was talking excitedly about the Ministry Ball or the election.
"Did you get a dress yet Hermione? You want to look your best for when you win the election you know." Said Mrs. Weasley smiling.
"Actually I got it this afternoon with Ginny in Diagon Alley. It was hard trying to find one that fit." Said Hermione.
"Hermione I want to see the dress again! It looked so good on you." Requested Ginny. Hermione smiled.
"Alright. I won't put it on though. I think I put it upstairs in Ron's old room." Said Hermione standing up from the table. Ginny and her mother stood as well.
"Well come with you." Said Mrs. Weasley as she and her daughter followed Hermione upstairs living the men at the dinner table alone.
"I don't get it. How can women get so excited over clothing?" Asked Ron observing the joy in all of the women's voices as they talked about the dress. Harry shook his head.
"I have no idea mate." Said Harry taking one last sip of his drink.
"There are some things I don't think men will ever know." Said Mr. Weasley wearily. "Like how they can always tell when you're really thinking about Quidditch when they're in the middle of speaking to you." Ron and Harry nodded.
"Too true." Said Harry remembering how his former girlfriend, Mandy Brocklehurst, would always nag on him for never listening to her.
"Speaking of Quidditch did you read about the Chudley Cannons yesterday in the Prophet?" Asked Ron enthusiastically. The men began speaking excitedly about Quidditch as Hermione, Ginny, and Mrs. Weasley came back into the kitchen.
"How was it?" Asked Mr. Weasley to his wife.
"It was gorgeous. Hermione's going to look absolutely lovely in it." Said Mrs. Weasley adoringly. Harry could see Hermione blush from across the table. Ginny sighed.
"I wish I was going to the ball. I tried asking my boss if I could be a special reporter there but he just laughed." Said Ginny obviously disappointed.
"You're not going?" Asked Harry. Ginny shook her head.
"Maybe next year. I might be able to find a date that works at the Ministry by then."
The rest of dinner went smooth. They all tried helping Mrs. Weasley clean up but she wouldn't let Hermione in her condition. Mrs. Weasley noticed the bags under her daughter in law's eyes and ordered Ron to take Hermione home so that she can rest up. Ron obeyed and left with his wife. Ginny on the other hand was not as lucky.
"But Mum I think I may be getting sick!" Exclaimed Ginny trying her best to get out of doing the dishes.
"You know just as well as I do that you are not getting sick Ginevra Weasley! Now finish cleaning the plates." Shouted Mrs. Weasley at her only daughter. Ginny scowled.
"Oh but Harry you can feel free to leave whenever you'd like. You're much more gracious than my daughter." Said Mrs. Weasley kindly.
"Hey!" Shouted Ginny who was halfway done with the dishes. Harry laughed.
"Nah, I'll wait for her."
"That was very nice of you to let her stay in your flat. You didn't have to do it you know. She could have easily have found her own place. I know that she could be a nuisance. A full grown man like yourself would want his privacy." Commented Mrs. Weasley quietly hoping that Ginny would not overhear.
"That's quite alright, Mrs. Weasley. It's good for me to have some company while I'm home. It's a bit boring without her." Said Harry honestly. Mrs. Weasley smiled. Harry couldn't help feeling that there was something else she had been wanting to talk to him about but by the moment she opened her mouth to speak again Ginny walked in the room.
"Ready to go, Harry?" Asked Ginny. Harry nodded.
"Bye. Thank you for dinner. It was great." Said Harry hugging his adoptive mother. She hugged back.
"Oh no problem dear. You really should stop by more." She turned to hug her daughter and Harry and Ginny apperated back to their flat.
"What was my mother talking to you about?" Asked Ginny putting her hair up in a ponytail.
"When?"
"Before when she was making me wash the dishes."
"Oh she just wanted to thank me for letting you live here with me." Harry said not wanting to tell her that her mother thought that she was a nuisance to him.
"Mum can be so mean at times." Said Ginny sitting on the couch.
"What do you mean?" Asked Harry sitting down next to her.
"She seemed rather disappointed that I had no date for the Ball. Upstairs when we were looking at Hermione's dress she said something like, 'Oh I hope Ginny's wedding dress is as beautiful as this one day. That is, if she ever gets married. She isn't even going to the Ball!'" Said Ginny gloomily.
"She said that in front of you?" Questioned Harry in a slight state of shock. He was so used to Mrs. Weasley's usual kind and loving attitude that it seemed unheard of that he could be this cruel to her own daughter.
"Well, not in front of me. I was the first to leave the room and I heard her say it to Hermione. Imagine, my own mother talking about me behind my back!" Said Ginny exasperatedly.
"You know, I haven't got a date to Ball yet." Said Harry.
"Harry, that's sweet of you but I don't want you take me out of pity. You should take someone you really want to take."
"But I do really want to take you. I couldn't think of anyone else I'd rather want to have as my date." Ginny grinned.
"Do you really mean that?" Asked Ginny happily. Harry nodded.
"Ooh yay! Now I have a reason to buy this gorgeous dress robe that I saw with Hermoine!" Squealed Ginny excitedly standing up from the couch. Harry smiled.
"I'm glad you're happy." Said Harry cheerily. Ginny smiled and leaned over to kiss him on the mouth.
"Thank you." Ginny said almost in a whisper still inches away from Harry's face.
"My pleasure." Said Harry leaning in to kiss her again. Ginny broke away and walked into her just before turning around and giving Harry a wink. Harry grinned.
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Sorry for the wait. This chapter is kind of long so be happy. The next chapter will probably be up sooner because I've been waiting to write it!
Nat-I too enjoy the fact that Voldemort is still at large. I think it's just a little bit unrealistic for Harry to defeat him at the end of Hogwarts when he's 17. And as for your other questions, you'll just have to wait and see.
Annison-I had your review open the entire time I wrote chapter 5 following your advice. He said that just to comfort her...or so he thought!
Now it's time to review please!
A/N: I've been trying to finish up my other fanfict (Again) so that's why this one is a little late. I try to update weekly but it's very hard cuz I'm always busy. I have to keep myself from writing the future chapters before this one because I know exactly what's going to happen and I just want to get it down on paper. But I know if I do that then I will never finish this chapter so sorry again for the delay.
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Harry closed the door of his bedroom and leaned up against it sweating profusely. He had no idea what had just gotten over him. Something deep inside of him took over his body and made him kiss Ginny suddenly in the kitchen. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't walk back out there and act like nothing had happened. That would just be rude and tasteless. He groaned in frustration and had the urge to punch the wall next to him to punish himself. Oddly enough, he was faintly reminded of Dobby. He disregarded the thought from his mind and tried his best to think of something to do. He couldn't stay in is room forever. He needed to talk to someone.
Harry smacked himself on the forehead. He knew exactly what to do: Tell Hermione. He apperated into their living room once more and looked around for either Ron or Hermione. "Hello? Hermione?" Called Harry.
"In the kitchen!" Replied Hermione. Harry opened the swinging door and walked into the kitchen. Hermione was standing in front of a stove with a Magical Cookbook in one hand, a wand in another, and an apron on. She looked extremely flustered. She turned around and saw Harry and the look on his face. "God damn it Hermione, it happened again!" Shouted Harry angrily.
"Harry, calm down. Now why don't you start from the beginning and tell me what happened?" Asked Hermione placing the cookbook down on the counter top and her wand behind her ear.
"I was talking to Ginny like you said I should and I asked what she thought of the kiss and she said it was just something she felt like doing and there was no real meaning behind it." Said Harry becoming slightly more depressed by repeating what Ginny had said to him.
"She said that?" Hermione asked sitting down next to him sounding surprised. Harry nodded.
"She said that she didn't want to get involved with anyone because she doesn't want her heartbroken again. She started talking about how disheartening it was to see all of these couples together everywhere."
"Oh." Said Hermione slightly ashamed of herself.
"I sympathized with her and I before I knew it was kissing her." Hermione sighed.
"She kissed you again?" Asked Hermione annoyingly.
"No, this time I kissed her." Said Harry avoiding eye contact with Hermione. He half expected her to yell at him the way she yelled at him when he did something stupid but instead she sighed even louder than before.
"What are you going to do now? I mean you obviously can't just go back to the way things were."
"But that's what she wants. She just wants to be friends."
"What do you want?"
"I guess I sort of wanted a relationship." Said Harry honestly. "But I doubt it's going to happen. She said she didn't want one. What should I do?"
"I don't know. I've never heard of anyone acting the way Ginny acts."
"Thanks anyway." Said Harry getting up. Hermione got up too and headed back over to her cookbook. "Oh and may I ask why in hell are you wearing an apron? You can't cook."
"I know I can't cook, Harry! I'm trying to learn how!" Shouted an extremely angry Hermione. Ron entered the kitchen and noticed Harry.
"Harry, when did you get here?" Asked Ron quizzically.
"Not too long ago." Replied Harry not wanting to tell Ron that he had just kissed his sister for the second time.
"Oh. So are you staying?"
"Er, no. I have to get back home. I needed Hermione's advice on..." Started Harry trying to think of a good excuse.
"Decorating." Finished Hermione. "He wants to redo his room but needed some ideas from me before he started anything."
"Oh." Said Ron.
"Well I better be going. Bye!" Harry dissapperated with a crack back to his own flat. Ron walked over to his wife and put his arms around her.
"Hermione, why are you trying to cook? You know it's a lost cause." Hermione turned on her husband and gave him a dirty look. She used her elbows to push off Ron's long arms.
"Thanks Ron. I love how supportive you are." Hermione said sarcastically. She groaned. "I'm trying to be more motherly but it's not working out right!"
"Hmm, I suppose a motherly woman like yourself wouldn't fancy a quickie then." Hermione crossed her arms and gave him a face. Ron sat down disappointed. "I suppose not."
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Harry apperated back to his flat and looked around for Ginny. "Harry?" Called a soft voice at the end of the hallway. He turned around to see Ginny Weasley standing there looking somewhat nervous.
"Er, hi Ginny."
"Hi." Said Ginny still standing in her place. Harry knew that he had to say something to avoid a very awkward silence.
"Look about before..."
"Don't worry about it. I'll be fine." Replied Ginny.
"Really? Because I know that you don't want a relationship right not but I couldn't control myself." Ginny laughed softly.
"Harry that's exactly what happened to me the other night. I tried explaining it to you but you didn't understand." Said Ginny walking over to Harry.
"Oh. I guess you're right." Said Harry feeling embarrassed recalling what Ginny had said about kissing him. Ginny smiled.
"So are we okay now?" Harry nodded. "Good." Ginny started to walk back to her room. Suddenly Harry felt very gutsy and decided to do something.
"Wait." Ginny turned around and Harry kissed her quickly on the mouth. "I see what you mean." Said Harry lovingly. Ginny smiled and headed back to her room once again. She got to her doorway and turned around just as Harry was about to go into his room.
"I thought you said you weren't the kind of guy who would kiss his friend?" Asked Ginny curiously. Harry grinned.
"People change." Replied Harry. Ginny smiled as she closed the door to her room. Harry smiled feeling that for possibly the first time in his life that something was not going to end in disaster.
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Six weeks passed and the Ministry election grew nearer. Malfoy had support from traditional wizards and gained more and more by the day where as Hermione had the more liberal witches and wizards on her side. Hermione had been working extra hard on her campaign trying to get more and more supporters. Along with spying on Malfoy, Ron had doubly duty of tending to the very pregnant Hermione. She was in the middle of her fifth month and her swollen abdomen was beginning to show through her thickest robes. The race was as close as ever and so were Harry and Ginny.
The two spent the majority of their spare time together talking or joking around. They kissed every once in a while just because they knew that it was okay with one another. Ginny said that it was a very healthy thing to do for two friends and Harry, who had no objections, obliged accordingly.
One day at Malfoy's house Ron and Harry were snooping around Malfoy and Pansy's bedroom looking for anything that might be helpful to the order. Malfoy and his wife were out shopping so Ron and Harry took full advantage of the empty house. Ron was looking through one of the chester drawers as Harry searched the bedside table. "Ew Harry, come look! Malfoy's boxer shorts!"
"Ron I don't want to see that!" Exclaimed Harry.
"You're starting to sound like Hermione." Replied Ron coolly.
"How's she doing by the way?" Ron groaned.
"It's horrible. She's working nonstop and when she's not working she's doing stuff for her campaign. I told her one night when I was helping her that she was going to put too much stress on her and it will hurt the baby. She told me to stop exaggerating and that if I really loved her I would be more supportive of her campaign." Said Ron sulkily. Harry knew that Ron hated it when Hermione was upset with him. "What does she mean by that anyway? She knows I love her and I help her with anything she needs including pregnancy stuff."
"What do you mean?" Asked Harry discarding an old tissue that was left on the nightstand.
"Well sometimes when Hermione's been on her feet too much they get swollen and I rub them for her." Said Ron with the tips of his ears going red.
"Aw. How sweet!" Said Harry mockingly. Ron gave him the finger.
"You sound like Ginny. You've been spending a lot of time with her lately, haven't you?" Asked Ron.
"I guess you could say that, yeah." Replied Harry as calmly as he possibly could. He didn't want Ron to get suspicious of anything. No good could ever come of that. He needed to change the subject fast. Harry moved over an old book and found a small rectangle package. "You'll never believe what I just found. Come here!" Called Harry. Ron came over to the nightstand.
"What?"
"Look at these." Harry held up a box of Trent Trahern's Condoms.
"So? I've got a box of those at home."
"No, read the bottom." Ron picked up the package and read the box out loud grinning. "'Enchanted make any wizard live up to his full potential.' Ha! Wait until Hermione gets a load of this!" The two men began laughing as hard as ever when they heard a loud click come from the front of the house. They stopped laughing immediately. "Shit!" Said Ron as he grabbed his wand and put a silencing and invisibility charm on him. Harry through on his invisibility cloak and tried is best to put everything back to where it was originally. Malfoy and Pansy's voices traveled through the house.
"I didn't hear anything Draco. You're being ridiculous." Said Pansy as they both climbed the stairs.
"I'm telling you I heard something up here." Said Malfoy entering and surveying his dark bedroom. He pulled out his wand and looked around the room suspiciously.
"Draco, there's nothing here!" Exclaimed Pansy whose hands were full of shopping bags. Draco didn't answer but instead continued doing what he was doing. Pansy groaned and went into the connected bathroom. Draco came dangerously close to where Ron and Harry were hiding. They both sucked in their guts trying their best not to be discovered. Malfoy sighed.
"I guess you're right." Said Malfoy putting his wand on his bedside table and laying down on the bed. Ron and Harry quickly hurried to the door. All of a sudden the bathroom door opened with Pansy dressed in very skimpy lingerie standing in the doorway.
"Mmm, Draco..." Called Pansy with a come hither look on her face. Malfoy looked shocked.
"Good god woman, it's almost 5 in the afternoon. You're a horny thing aren't you?" Pansy nodded as she walked nearer to the bed and got on top of him.
"I want you." She whispered in his ear. Draco grinned and tried to reach over to his nightstand. "No. Don't bother. I'll use a charm afterwards." And with that Harry and Ron both shut their eyes as tight at possible and apperated back to the Ministry of Magic. Ron made himself become visible again and looked at Harry who was taking off his invisibility cloak.
"What the hell was that?!" Exclaimed Ron.
"I don't even want to know." Replied Harry trying to get the image of Pansy and Draco out of his head.
"It's only 5pm! I don't even think I had sex at 5pm on my honeymoon." Shouted Ron sounding very aggravated.
"That's wonderful. I really needed to know that." Said Harry coolly.
"Come on. We're guys we're supposed to brag about our sex lives. I get my share in, how about you?" Asked Ron. Harry chose not to say anything. "Come on Harry. I wouldn't tell anyone. I know you're having sex with someone Harry. You've been way too happy lately."
"I'm not having sex alright!" Shouted Harry angrily. "Let's get out of here." Said Harry as he and Ron check out for the day and apperated to Diagon Alley where they were supposed to meet up with Hermione and Ginny.
"Soon when's the last time you've...?" Asked Ron as delicately as possible.
"About a year." Replied Harry sulkily.
"You're kidding me! Harry you need to get laid. Soon."
"I know that. I just need to find someone I feel comfortable with and that I can actually stand going on a second date with." Said Harry as he and Ron started walking down the alley.
"Who care's about a second date! At the end of the date ask her if she wants to come upstairs for a drink and if she says yes, it's in the bag!"
"I can't just use someone like that. That's just a little too pricky."
"Yes but not having sex for a year is a crime therefore you'd be setting the universe right."
"How do you see that?" Asked Harry curiously.
"Don't question it! The fact is you need to shag. Period." Stated Ron.
"Let's stop talking about this. I don't want the entire wizarding community knowing about how rubbish I am when it comes to women." Harry said with his temper rising. Ron realized that his friend was getting into a progressively worse mood and listened to his friend. Moments later Hermione and Ginny came walking towards them.
"Hey. What's up?" Asked Ginny as Hermione kissed Ron quickly.
"Nothing." Replied Harry trying to regain his usual temperament.
"Anything happen at work?" Asked Hermione casually to her husband. Ron groaned.
"You don't want to know..."
"Yes we do want to know but if we don't head over to Mum's house she'll go bonkers."
"Oh that's right, we're having dinner at her house aren't we?" Asked Harry forgetting his schedule for the day.
"You could tell us what happened when we get there." Said Hermione to Ron. He was now closing his eyes trying to erase the memory of Pansy and Draco on their bed.
"No, Hermione. If I tell my mother what Harry and I saw today she'll drop dead." Hermione turned to Harry.
"Was it really that bad?" Hermione whispered curiously. Harry nodded.
"The worse."
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An hour later they were all sitting at the Weasley's big kitchen table enjoying the remainder of their supper. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, and Harry were all in attendance. Everybody was talking excitedly about the Ministry Ball or the election.
"Did you get a dress yet Hermione? You want to look your best for when you win the election you know." Said Mrs. Weasley smiling.
"Actually I got it this afternoon with Ginny in Diagon Alley. It was hard trying to find one that fit." Said Hermione.
"Hermione I want to see the dress again! It looked so good on you." Requested Ginny. Hermione smiled.
"Alright. I won't put it on though. I think I put it upstairs in Ron's old room." Said Hermione standing up from the table. Ginny and her mother stood as well.
"Well come with you." Said Mrs. Weasley as she and her daughter followed Hermione upstairs living the men at the dinner table alone.
"I don't get it. How can women get so excited over clothing?" Asked Ron observing the joy in all of the women's voices as they talked about the dress. Harry shook his head.
"I have no idea mate." Said Harry taking one last sip of his drink.
"There are some things I don't think men will ever know." Said Mr. Weasley wearily. "Like how they can always tell when you're really thinking about Quidditch when they're in the middle of speaking to you." Ron and Harry nodded.
"Too true." Said Harry remembering how his former girlfriend, Mandy Brocklehurst, would always nag on him for never listening to her.
"Speaking of Quidditch did you read about the Chudley Cannons yesterday in the Prophet?" Asked Ron enthusiastically. The men began speaking excitedly about Quidditch as Hermione, Ginny, and Mrs. Weasley came back into the kitchen.
"How was it?" Asked Mr. Weasley to his wife.
"It was gorgeous. Hermione's going to look absolutely lovely in it." Said Mrs. Weasley adoringly. Harry could see Hermione blush from across the table. Ginny sighed.
"I wish I was going to the ball. I tried asking my boss if I could be a special reporter there but he just laughed." Said Ginny obviously disappointed.
"You're not going?" Asked Harry. Ginny shook her head.
"Maybe next year. I might be able to find a date that works at the Ministry by then."
The rest of dinner went smooth. They all tried helping Mrs. Weasley clean up but she wouldn't let Hermione in her condition. Mrs. Weasley noticed the bags under her daughter in law's eyes and ordered Ron to take Hermione home so that she can rest up. Ron obeyed and left with his wife. Ginny on the other hand was not as lucky.
"But Mum I think I may be getting sick!" Exclaimed Ginny trying her best to get out of doing the dishes.
"You know just as well as I do that you are not getting sick Ginevra Weasley! Now finish cleaning the plates." Shouted Mrs. Weasley at her only daughter. Ginny scowled.
"Oh but Harry you can feel free to leave whenever you'd like. You're much more gracious than my daughter." Said Mrs. Weasley kindly.
"Hey!" Shouted Ginny who was halfway done with the dishes. Harry laughed.
"Nah, I'll wait for her."
"That was very nice of you to let her stay in your flat. You didn't have to do it you know. She could have easily have found her own place. I know that she could be a nuisance. A full grown man like yourself would want his privacy." Commented Mrs. Weasley quietly hoping that Ginny would not overhear.
"That's quite alright, Mrs. Weasley. It's good for me to have some company while I'm home. It's a bit boring without her." Said Harry honestly. Mrs. Weasley smiled. Harry couldn't help feeling that there was something else she had been wanting to talk to him about but by the moment she opened her mouth to speak again Ginny walked in the room.
"Ready to go, Harry?" Asked Ginny. Harry nodded.
"Bye. Thank you for dinner. It was great." Said Harry hugging his adoptive mother. She hugged back.
"Oh no problem dear. You really should stop by more." She turned to hug her daughter and Harry and Ginny apperated back to their flat.
"What was my mother talking to you about?" Asked Ginny putting her hair up in a ponytail.
"When?"
"Before when she was making me wash the dishes."
"Oh she just wanted to thank me for letting you live here with me." Harry said not wanting to tell her that her mother thought that she was a nuisance to him.
"Mum can be so mean at times." Said Ginny sitting on the couch.
"What do you mean?" Asked Harry sitting down next to her.
"She seemed rather disappointed that I had no date for the Ball. Upstairs when we were looking at Hermione's dress she said something like, 'Oh I hope Ginny's wedding dress is as beautiful as this one day. That is, if she ever gets married. She isn't even going to the Ball!'" Said Ginny gloomily.
"She said that in front of you?" Questioned Harry in a slight state of shock. He was so used to Mrs. Weasley's usual kind and loving attitude that it seemed unheard of that he could be this cruel to her own daughter.
"Well, not in front of me. I was the first to leave the room and I heard her say it to Hermione. Imagine, my own mother talking about me behind my back!" Said Ginny exasperatedly.
"You know, I haven't got a date to Ball yet." Said Harry.
"Harry, that's sweet of you but I don't want you take me out of pity. You should take someone you really want to take."
"But I do really want to take you. I couldn't think of anyone else I'd rather want to have as my date." Ginny grinned.
"Do you really mean that?" Asked Ginny happily. Harry nodded.
"Ooh yay! Now I have a reason to buy this gorgeous dress robe that I saw with Hermoine!" Squealed Ginny excitedly standing up from the couch. Harry smiled.
"I'm glad you're happy." Said Harry cheerily. Ginny smiled and leaned over to kiss him on the mouth.
"Thank you." Ginny said almost in a whisper still inches away from Harry's face.
"My pleasure." Said Harry leaning in to kiss her again. Ginny broke away and walked into her just before turning around and giving Harry a wink. Harry grinned.
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Sorry for the wait. This chapter is kind of long so be happy. The next chapter will probably be up sooner because I've been waiting to write it!
Nat-I too enjoy the fact that Voldemort is still at large. I think it's just a little bit unrealistic for Harry to defeat him at the end of Hogwarts when he's 17. And as for your other questions, you'll just have to wait and see.
Annison-I had your review open the entire time I wrote chapter 5 following your advice. He said that just to comfort her...or so he thought!
Now it's time to review please!