A/N OMG! I feel like such a lacking fan about Ginny's name. I have always been so attentive to the books, how the hell did I never notice that before? Perhaps I wrote this fic before they ever said her full name? It has been a long while. Still, I apologize kneeling on spiked glass! Oh lord! Thank for correcting me hon, your nick is too long but ya know who you are. E Sim! Viva a America em geral, do Sul também by that short saying I couldn't figure out if you speak Portuguese or Spanish, mine is Portuguese

On a second note, I wrote this story SUCH a long time before the 5th book was released, so Percy was not portrayed as he his now in the books, but his appearance is far too small to bother anyone, I am just commenting on it.

To all that reviewed, thank you for the compliments, suggestions and spurring me on. Hugs and more hugs! Thank you so much for reviewing, knowing how you feel about this is what keeps me on with it. Hope you enjoy this one.

"Oh what are you hiding there, Ginny?" Ron stood with his arms crossed, annoyance and suspicion were perfectly translated by his expression, something Harry always found amusing. He wondered if he looked bland when looking angry or upset, because Ron did it incredibly, although in an amusing way. The black haired boy was standing beside his friend, arching an eyebrow at the younger girl, as if to make a supportive statement to Ron's inquiry.

"None of your business."

"Oh don't be so grouchy sis, just get your butt out of there so we can sit." Ron rolled his eyes at how annoyed Hermione seemed by his use of vocabulary. "Is arse better for you?" He asked annoyed motioning with his hand in an irritable gesture for her to move over and make room for him.

Ron and Harry sat between the two girls, exchanging a look and nodding as if to put a plan in action. Ginny and Hermione hiding things from them could not mean anything good.

"So Gin what are you hiding anyway?" He asked his sister, putting an arm around her shoulder, in a mockingly 'cool' fashion.

"If it was for her to show you she wouldn't hide and it's none of your business as she previously informed, Ron." The older girl informed in an acid tone.

"Ouch Herminoe, you are bitter, you know?" If he was his grandfather, Ron would probably have said she was in need of a boyfriend to get that bad mood away with a snap of fingers, but he chose to just keep quiet on that one. He sighed and leaned back on the couch, nudging Harry to give a try. He knew how Ginny could barely hide anything from Harry. Even if she refused to say, her body language would easily give away if she was lying or not.

"Come on Ginny what is it?" Harry asked with curiosity, so Ginny dropped the computer and grabbed a school book and hid behind her back pretending to be what she was hiding, all the while Harry trying to retrieve it. They chuckled as they played about, the black haired boy knew very well this was not what she hid, but just for the sake of fun, he insisted.

"You two look like babies." Hermione said when they started to run around the room.

"Yeah, you do not seem…you, Harry."

Ron yelled, but the two were not interested in that, they were having fun and laughing. He inched closer to Hermione, leaning in to whiper.

"Do you think they are flirting?" He asked with a disgusted arch of his eyebrows.

Hermione arched one of her own, but in surprise as she snorted. "Them? No way. Harry doesn't know what 'flirt' is even if it bites him in the face. And Ginny is not blushing or suttering, so it is a definite no."

Ron shrugged although he was pleased with the answer, stood up and left the room, he was kind of jealous, because his best friend was having fun without him; the silly kind of jealousy Ronald Weasley would have. Hermione went after him.

"Is there something wrong?" Her voice was not accusing as of usual, it was a mere question, although she had it pretty much figured out, the idea was to make him talk.

"No."

"Ron, I think we should talk to Harry about this." Hermione informed.

"About what?"

"Harry never gave Ginny any attention and this summer...I mean they are not friends or anything but you saw it right now." She pointed it out, crossing her arms over her chest. Hermione's tone was explanatory but with hints of questions in it, as if she wanted answers on the matter as well.

"They are having fun together." He simply shrugged it off, not all too please with his own conclusion.

"Yes, and though she hides it well she still likes him, Ron, she never stopped liking him. Now we are closer and I know she is really nice so I don't want her to get hurt. And she might get confused, and think that Harry likes her, and she'll be disappointed all over again because I do not think he feels like that for her. Do you?"

"No. Eww."

"What?"

"I just thought of them together." Ron grimaced.

"Ron shut up, they would be cute."

"There is no such thing as cute. It is a word you women and girls made up to speak degradingly of men without letting them know."

Hermioned arched an eyebrow. " Despite how surprisingly well exposed the idea is, it is ridiculous. Get a grip Ron. Plus, I really do not think he would be with her anyway. I mean ,even if Harry liked her he wouldn't tell us, afraid we would disapprove. It is that thing with boys and trying to keep a respectable image" She rolled her eyes, snorting.

"I don't think this is our business Hermione. My sister is quite complicated herself, let's not put loving situations in the middle."

"Oh Ron, you stand here pretending not to care but you and your brothers would melt over her if she ever got sick or anything. She's your little thingy."

"Huh?"

"You know, like a baby 'ohh so cute.' you know."

It was Ron's turn to arch an eyebrow and answer with a mere "Ah..."

There was a silence, it was not uncomfortable, but it became. They had nothing to say and Hermione hated being without anything to say.

"So, you are taking care of a baby tomorrow." She tried.

"Yeah...I hope he's not a brat, I'm really doing it for the money, I'll go to Gringots when we go to Diagon Alley."

"Yeah I figured."

And again there was an awkward silence between them for a short while.

"Hey Ron! Mum is calling for dinner or better, has been screaming for about ten minutes! Get down here!" That was George yelling.

Ron looked over to Hermione and beckoned her to follow.

"Lets go. Hey, Ginny, Harry. Got back to normal mental age yet?" He shouted as he passed by them.

Harry showed up by the room's door, really tired of running and still not knowing what the red haired girl was hiding..

"What?"

"Dinner." Ron simplified .

"Oh." He turned over to the room once more to speak to Ginny "Dinner."

"Ah. I'm starving."

"No doubt. I wonder what you kids were up to in that room." They heard a voice just now realizing Fred and George were there. Harry an Ginny were flushed and panting. Of course no one would think what dirty minds would think, but the twins would surely think to tease them about it.

Soon enough everyone was sitting at the dinning table, devouring their meal like famished sharks.

"Big day tomorrow huh, Ron? The day you'll realize why you will not want kids, ever." Fred mocked.

"Imagine THEM taking care of a baby, two boys who never saw a child under 10 years old. Man it's going to be fun, I wish I was there." George added smirking, his freckled nose wrinkling at Ron's stuck out tongue.

"Oh you two will have a lot of work, small kids aren't easy to deal with, so I guess you should go to bed." Molly said and Ron glanced at Hermione with a sharp look as if asking

What did you get us into?

"Percy go wake up the kids! It's half past ten, I have no idea why they are still sleeping. Go and wake them, tell them by noon lunch will be ready, and that I need them to take care of the garden."

"Sure mum."

Percy went to Ginny's room and knocked.

"Ginny? Are you awake? Can I come in?"

There was no answer so he opened the door to find the two girls sleeping like angels, or rather, rocks. Ginny's was quite a sight, if she had blond hair you could actually say she looked like those little cupids.

Percy walked over to Ginny's bed and shook her softly.

"Ginny...wake up."

He looked like his job was all that mattered but the young red girl had quite a room in his life. Specially when he found out she liked Harry, they got really closer. Especially in the sense of him trying to guard her from that boy.

"Whaa...Percy." She yawned and smiled a bit, but it was not a fully willing smile, after all, she was being woken up, that was never too good.

"Hey, it's time to wake up, I have to go wake Harry and Ron, wake Hermione and go to the garden, mum asked help there."

"Oh…ok, the garden."

Percy stood up and left the room turning back once more to see Ginny shaking Hermione very softly and whispering so she wouldn't scare the girl.

After Percy woke up the boys(which wasn't easy)they all went to eat breakfast and straight to the garden where the not-so- nice- job Harry did once was waiting for him again. While they were cleaning the garden they spoke a lot about school, this time, time passed quickly and soon they were already having lunch.

"Boys you have to hurry, Mrs. Jones is waiting for you in fifteen minutes and you girls, Hermione's father will be here soon, go get your stuff."

Ron went up to his room and took his chess board, some candies and some new tricks the twins made. In case every muggle entertainment failed they would still have what to do.

Hermione though, got her booksand her bag, she would get some new clothes. Ginny took a bag too with her pajamas and clothes for the next day, and a tooth brush, of course.

Mr. Granger did not take long to arrive, as a matter of fact, the boys had just been opening the door to leave.

"Hermione your dad is here." Ron yelled looking over his shoulder and into the house, where he could see the girl trying to close her overstuffed bag of books.

"Oh, so you must be Ron." Mr. Granger said, startling the boys as they had not seen him come out of the car, and to be now standing directly in front of them, with a friendly smile, although a bit hesitant.

"Yes sir, nice to meet you, this is Harry Potter." He said pointing to Harry.

"Oh I see. Hermione told me a lot about you."

"Well, everybody talks about Harry." Ron nodded in agreement to his own words. Harry could just see the little tinge of jealousy. Not because of his fame, mostly, because of Hermione, no, not because of his undeclared love, but his insecurity that his friends Hermione and Harry were more best friends of each other than his. Well, everybody has their egoistic wishes, no?

"Oh him too, but I meant you Ron." Ron blushed furiously, but with happiness and Harry and Mr. Granger watched that with a wide smile on their faces.

Then Ginny and Hermione showed up and they all said good byes and went to their destinations.

"Ginny I was thinking, and today we have two computers, so I think I'll get in the chat room with you."

"OH HERMIONE THAT'S SO COOL!"

"Less Ginny, much less, almost nothing." He motioned with her hand for the girl to tone down a bit.

"Well anyway" Ginny went on "It doesn't sound like you; what about the books?"

"Well I have some research and reading to do on the internet and I can chat all the same."

"But it won't be as much fun..."

" Oh, alright...it's just that stupid Trelawney spoke to my parents and they don't want me to study so much blah blah blah." She stuck her tongue out. Her disgust for that woman was something amusing in a cultured girl like her, that usually got the title of know it all or stuck up, and now so passionately disliked someone.

"Hermione your parents know what's best for you, you'll still study but you can't do that all the time."

"My parents know what is best, NOT TRELAWNEY!"

Ginny couldn't help but laugh.

Boys

"All right, here we are." Ron said ringing the bell.

"Oh boys, just in time, Johnny is asleep, I already put a little bed in the computer room as we agreed. Good bye, and take good care of him." Mrs. Jones said politely. She had left a list of all the cares they should take with the boy, as her husband pleaded or demanded, whichever, lest they would arrive at the time their reunion ended.

"Ok, thank you Mrs. Jones."

" Oh! We have three phone lines, so there is no problem I'll call you if I need, and here is my cell phone if you need. And the house keys, I wrote all you need to know in a paper I left on the kitchen table."

"Three phone lines?" Ron asked.

"We have a lot of work, we had two but we put the third just to be safe, one day Johnny will be big and want to talk to his friends or use the internet and his dad and I will be using the phone... so it won't be a problem. Well, we will be back soon. Bye bye." She said leaving.

"They really think of the future huh?" Ron eyed Harry as the woman closed the door behind her.

"Yeah."

That was all Harry said before the boys moved as if their thoughts in tandem into the computer room, where a 3 year old boy was sleeping in a small, but apparently very comfortable bed close to the computers. They would just have to be silent.

"I thought he was younger I don't know if that is a good or a bad thing." Harry said.

"Oh man look! They have three computers, those people are paranoid!"

"But do you know what that means? You can get online too." Harry had a sly smirk that always half amused half scared Ron, because Harry never had sly smirks to give. " You can get in the chat and talk to someone."

"This is going to be great! Let's get in!"

Each boy turned on a computer and went to the chat room.

TBC…