A/N: Sorry 'bout that, Ninny Weasley.  PG-13, not R.

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A/N: I would have posted as soon as I got home, but I had play try-outs today.  For Leader of the Pack.  I'm tryin out for Rosie…I'll tell you guys how it turns out! (The audition was REALLY good…keep your fingers crossed for me!  Pleez!)  Ok, I kno you all don't care a single bit about my life, so ON WITH THE STORY!!!!!!!!

Chapter 16: Caught in the Act

            Harry and Ginny continued their walk up to Gryffindor tower in complete silence.  Ginny didn't know what Harry was thinking, but her thoughts were overflowing.  Wow!  I can't be happier!  Harry Potter, the boy who lived, the boy I had a crush on forever, likes ME!  Me, GINNY WEASLEY! I must be dreaming. Ginny pinched herself hard to see.  It hurt.  Bad. Well, I'm not dreaming.  Oh, great, now Harry's looking at me strangely! 

            Harry was indeed looking at her strangely.  It wasn't, however, because of Ginny pinching herself.  Wow.  I can't believe I'm falling for Ginny!  Ron's kid sister!  Weird.  I wonder what we're having for breakfast… (A/N: sorry, couldn't help myself.  Example of how short attentions span most, I SAID MOST, guys have.)

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            As Ron and Hermione tore open their presents, Mrs. Weasley watched with curiosity.  They were sitting unusually close, and Bill kept giving them sideways glances, as he opened his dragon-skin boots from Charlie.  Mr. Weasley kept asking what was wrong.  Molly finally gave in and told him.  "Arthur, do you remember the first time we met?"

            "Ha.  How can I forget?  We were staying at the Leaky Cauldron before going to Hogwarts in…what was it?  Our fifth year?" he asked Molly.  She nodded.  "Yes, our fifth year, and you knocked on my door, and asked me to kill a spider for you."  Molly blushed.  "I guess that runs in the family," she said, and nodded towards Ron.

            Mr. Weasley chuckled.  "Yes.  And ever since then, we were going out."

            Mr. and Mrs. Weasley smiled as they reminisced this.  "MUM!"

            "WHAT," yelled Mrs. Weasley, snapping out of her recollection.

            "God, I've been calling you for, like, 5 minutes," said Ron, impatiently.

            "What do you need, dear?"

            "I SAID, when are we going to have lunch?  I'm hungry, mum!"

            "Ron, It's nine o'clock in the morning!  You just had breakfast!"

            Ron looked very odd, so just then Hermione did a strange thing.  She leaned over and kissed his cheek, in front of Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.

            Hermione said wearily, though with a small smile, "Come on, Ron.  Let's look in the kitchen."

            Ron and Hermione went into the kitchen as Mr. Weasley asked his wife, "Is there any reason you brought up how we met, Molly dear?"

            "I just think we're going to be having a little romance in the air this Christmas," Mrs. Weasley sighed, as she looked pointedly in the kitchen, where Ron and Hermione could be seen making out.

 

A/N:  OK, I know I didn't even go over Draco and Daisy, and this chapter is almost as short as the first one, but I have a good reason…I had a big report I forgot all about, and when the teach said, "Don't forget, your reports are due tomorrow," I flipped!

Well, I know you can find it in your hearts to forgive me, and I'll post soon, if not tomorrow, the day after.  No, wait; I have my confirmation on Friday.  Oh well.  Soon.  Promise.  Though, reviews get me motivated to post quicker…*hint hint*

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