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Late Night Conversations and early morning surprises

So where were we.... hides in bathroom from enraged readers Ah yes I remember... a mysterious knock...

Harry sat up so fast he cricked his neck.

"Yeah who's there?" he asked groggily.

"It's me." Ginny replied. "Are you decent?"

"Uh yeah come in." said Harry pulling on a pair of sweat pants and a tee-shirt.

"Hey..."

"Just wondering Gin.." Harry asked looking at his clock. "What are you doing up here at two in the morning?"

"I uh.. Okay I'm scared of the storm."

Harry had been so deep in thought he hadn't even realized it was storming.

"I see..." Harry replied patting the spot next to him on the bed.

Ginny sat down and looked at Harry... "Is there anything you want to talk about..." she asked sounding concerned.

Harry hadn't told anyone, not even Ron and Hermione, about what the prophecy said. Hell he hadn't even told them there was a prophecy. But somehow he wanted to tell Ginny. He wanted to tell her his worries about Voldemort, how he must become a murder to survive, how he was so scared he didn't know what to do. So Harry did.

He started slow just talking about Voldemort in general but then he got to the prophecy...

"Gin?" he asked. "Did I ever tell you why we went to the department of mysteries?"

"Well to save Sirius right?"

"Well I thought that was the reason... but really Voldemort tricked me into going so I could get him the prophecy about us..." he trailed off.

"Harry do you mind if I ask what it said...?"She asked, "I understand of course if you can't repeat it."

"No Ginny I need to tell someone..."

'You mean you haven't even told Ron and Hermione?"

"No... I haven't."

"Wow Harry are you sure you want to tell me?"

"Yeah... the prophecy says basically that in the end it's going to be either me or him. I either have to die or I have to murder him..." he said with much difficultly.

He looked at Ginny and she was crying.

"Oh my god Gin... I didn't mean to make you cry." He told her.

She shook her head and wiped her tears away. She then got up walked around the bed over to Harry's side. In one quick motion she pulled him in to a hug worthy or Mrs. Weasley. And for some time they just stood there... Ginny with silent tears streaming down her face making a wet patch on Harry's shirt. Finally they pulled away.

"Harry I got your shirt all wet..." Ginny said with a small laugh.

"It's fine..." Harry replied.

They stood there just looking at each other.

"Just kiss him anything just don't stand here..." Ginny thought.

"Come on Harry do something. Kiss her..." before either of them could decide what to do a huge rumble of thunder shook the room. Ginny jumped and ran over to Harry and hugged him. Then she realized what she had done.

"I uh I'm sorry Harry..."

"No it's fine I know you're scared."

"Do you mind if I stay here until the storm is over?"

"That's fine" Harry replied laying down on the bed.

"Thanks Harry" she said with a smile.

"God I love that smile" Harry thought to himself as Ginny laid down next to him. With the next loud clap of thunder Ginny scooted closer and Harry put a comforting arm around her. He wished he could stay like this forever. And with that he drifted off to sleep.

"HANKY PANKY, PUBLIC DISPLAYS OF AFFECTION!" screamed Fred.

"HARRY AND GINNY IN A COMPROMISING POSITION!" screamed George.

"MUM MUM MUM!!!!!" They called together.

Harry was slowly coming to now... There was a red head resting on his chest for the second day in a row.

"Fred George?" Harry asked. "What are you doing here?"

"We could ask you the same question,..." said George.

"Wha.. Oh.. Oh my god... did you think... no way."

"Harry Ginny explain yourselves right now!" said Mrs. Weasley.

"You see,..." said Harry.

"What Harry is trying to say is that I was scared of the storm so I came up here to talk to Harry." Ginny said calmly.

"More like snog Harry" said Fred.

"Fred you know that I would never do something like that. Plus Harry and I are just friends." Ginny replied turning that famous Weasley red... especially her ears...

"Now if you don't mind" Ginny started. "I'm going to talk a shower."

And with that she pushed through her brothers and headed towards the bathroom. Mrs. Weasley followed after her.

"So Harry..." started Fred

"Yesterday evening Fred and I find out you like our BABY sister..." added George.

"And then this morning when we stopped by on our day off to see if you wanted to play some quidditch..."

"We find her, our BABY sister, in your bed..." finished George.

"Now tell me that isn't suspicious at all..." asked Fred.

"I uh well I guess... I suppose it is..." answered Harry going so red Fred and George thought he might actually melt soon.

"No worries Harry!" said Fred brightly.

And with that they turned started for the door.

"Uh Harry?" George started "If you wanna the offer for a game of Quidditch is still open."

"Cool... I'll go shower and meet you guys in the back garden in say half a hour?"

"Sure" they replied and left.

The twins crept down the stairs so they were out side the bathroom.

"Alohamora" whispered George. They knew Ginny was still in there. She took forever in the shower. Now all they had to do was wait in the shadows for an unsuspecting Harry...

What Mrs. Weasley and Ginny talked about during the interrogation

"So Ginny you fancy Harry again I see." Her mum stated matter of factly.

Ginny turned scarlet and replied, "No what would have given you that idea."

"Your ears."

"What?!"

"Yep, they turned as red as I have ever seen them when you told Fred and George you would never snog Harry." She told a gaping Ginny. "You, Ron, and your father never could tell lies."

And with that she handed Ginny a towel and headed to the kitchen.

Back to Harry...

Harry turned the doorknob and pulled open the door. There was Ginny, in a fluffy white towel, listening to a Walkman with one foot on the sink shaving her legs. Harry gapped. Then Ginny looked up...

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