Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, events and/or places that are recognized as being written and created by J.K. Rowling. J.K. Rowling owns all the characters and places from the Harry Potter books including the ones used in this story.

A/N: Sorry its been a while since I've updated this. I've been in love with writing Love Bites and I've forgotten all about this one, lol! Thanks for the reviews and enjoy! :D

"What's going on?" Hermione whispered, descending the stairs the next morning and finding Ron and the twins huddled at the bottom with flesh colored strings hanging from their ears.

"Order meeting," Fred whispered, handing her an Extendable Ear. Hermione sat down next to him and threw the other end of her extendable towards the kitchen door.

Not paying attention to anything but the mumbles she was straining to hear from inside the kitchen, Hermione barely noticed Ginny appear next to her and grab an extendable from George.

"Shh," Ginny said, snapping her head around and giving Hermione a dirty look.

Hermione mouthed 'what?' and brushed Ginny off.

"Shh!" Ginny said even louder, pointing her finger at Hermione. Hermione looked past Ginny and gave Ron a crazy confused glance, but he too told her to be quiet with a loud shush.

"I'm not talking," Hermione said.

"No," Ginny whispered to her; "you're stomach is."

Hermione all of a sudden noticed the low rumbling noise in the background and realized that it was her stomach growling. She yanked the extendable ear out and pulled it away from the door.

"I can't understand what they're saying," she said.

"I can," Ginny said, pushing the extendable into her ear further with her finger. "And Mum's coming."

All five of them pulled the extendable ears away from the kitchen and galloped back up the stairs into Ron's bedroom.

"I know you lot were listening to the meeting; so don't try to hide from me," Mrs. Weasley's voice came booming up the stairs. "Come and eat breakfast!"

"How come she knows everything?" Ron asked, as he left the room.

"Because she's Mum," Fred and George said together.

Hermione began to follow the boys out. She turned around before she left and saw Ginny quickly stuff something back into her pocket.

"What do you have there?" Hermione asked, eyeing Ginny's pocket.

"Nothing," Ginny said in a sing-song voice. She skipped past Hermione and out of the room.

"Wait!" Hermione shouted after her. She ran down the stairs and into the kitchen. Hermione managed to grab Ginny's arm before she went into the dining room.

"I destroyed that!" Hermione said, pointing at the tip of parchment sticking out of Ginny's pocket.

"Don't worry, Hermione," Ginny said, rolling her eyes. "It's not your lame list."

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief. She knew she had destroyed her list last night, but she wouldn't have put it past Ginny to recreate it.

Realizing that Ginny left her alone in the kitchen, Hermione dashed into the dining room. She didn't want to give Ginny a chance to embarrass her.

The smell of porridge and strawberry pancakes filled the room. Ginny and Hermione dove at the last two empty chairs at the end of the table, next to Tonks and across from Sirius and Lupin.

"Are you going to be able to eat?" Hermione asked Ginny, indicating Sirius's presence with an obvious head nod towards him.

Ginny gave her a dirty look and shoved a fork full of strawberries into her mouth.

Tonks, who was watching Hermione and Ginny out of the corners of her eyes, stuffed as much food into her mouth as capable, hoping it would stifle her laughter.

"Can you pass the porridge please, Professor Lupin?" Hermione asked. Lupin nodded his head and placed the bowl in front of Hermione.

"Can you pass it to me next, Professor?" Sirius asked sarcastically, making Lupin roll his eyes.

Ginny started cackling with laughter and slapping her hand on the table top. "You're...so funny...Sirius," she said, in between her giggles.

It was Hermione's turn to roll her eyes, as Sirius started laughing at Ginny.

"I see you're feeling better?" he asked.

Ginny leaned her elbows on the table and was about to swoon out a compliment when, to her surprise, Hermione beat her to it.

"Thanks to you she is, Sirius. Maybe you should have been a healer," Hermione said, assuming the same head-rested-on-hand position that Ginny was in.

Sirius chuckled slightly mostly at the confused and appalled look on Lupin's face. "Thanks, Hermione. That's a great compliment, coming from someone as smart as you," he said.

Hermione smiled brightly and blushed. She quickly returned to her food. After being called smart, Hermione immediately felt embarrassed at acting so stupid.

Tonks stopped eating all together and began watching Sirius and the girls with intense interest.

Ginny pulled the piece of parchment out of her pocket. Hermione suddenly sat up straight with alert nervousness.

"I made this for you, Sirius; to thank you for taking such great care of me last night." Ginny handed the parchment over to Sirius with obvious shaky hands. To Hermione's surprise on the parchment was a picture that Ginny drew of Sirius walking outside in broad daylight through a colorful garden; Ginny bewitched the picture so that the drawing of Sirius was actually walking around.

Hermione suppressed the urge to laugh. Ginny started to blush as a silence spread around their side of the table.

"Wow, Ginny," Sirius finally said with bright eyes. "I love it! You're really good at drawing; this is beautiful," he added, pointing out the perfect bluish purple sky with a bright orange sun that Ginny drew.

Sirius and Ginny shared a smile filled moment, as Sirius folded the picture up and placed it inside the pocket of his robes, patting it securely.

Hermione's face dropped in shock. She thought Ginny's picture was somewhat childish, but actually it was pretty ingenious; which really annoyed her.

"Sirius, Lupin," Kingsly Shacklebot called from across the other end of the table. "Listen to this." Sirius and Lupin leaned over towards Kingsly, giving him all of their attention.

Hermione pulled Ginny closer to her. "That was cheap, Ginny," Hermione hissed in her ear.

Ginny laughed slightly evilly. "What?" she asked in an innocent voice. "I'm just trying to gain points," Ginny said, lowering her voice to an almost silent whisper; "by playing on the fact that Sirius wants to be free, hence the picture; and in doing this he'll know that I know how he truly feels and what he's thinking, and then he'll see me as a person he can talk to because I understand him. Therefore making him fall for me and, as a result, proving that Sirius would fall in love with me before you." Ginny took a long breath. "It's all part of my plan."

"It's a dumb, long winded, plan," Hermione whispered back.

"Well, I'd like to see you come up with a better one."

"I don't intend on coming up with a plan,"—Hermione paused, still pondering if she wanted to lower herself down to Ginny's level—"I plan on winning with brains and character." Hermione decided that she would rather act childish than lose at something.

"Well, in case your large brain has knocked out your ability to hear, Sirius did say that he loved my picture; loved!"

"He loved your picture, Ginny, not you; just like he kissed your forehead and not you. You really need to learn how to differentiate between yourself and objects belonging to you."

"You're just jealous!" Ginny said in a voice so quiet it sounded like squeaks and not words.

"Jealous? I can draw a picture too, you know! And it would be ten times better than your little stick figure!"

"What's the matter with you two?" Mrs. Weasley said, addressing Hermione and Ginny. They immediately realized how ridiculous they must look, hissing and squeaking at each other.

Mostly everyone had left the room during Ginny and Hermione's spat; only Sirius, Lupin and Tonks remained at the table. Mrs. Weasley stood over them casting a large shadow across their faces.

"Everything's fine, Mrs. Weasley," Hermione said, shooting one last dirty look at Ginny.

"I need your help in the kitchen; come on now," Mrs. Weasley said, indicating that the girls follow her into the kitchen.

"I'll come help too, Molly," Tonks said, springing out of her seat and out the door, before Mrs. Weasley could tell her no.

"Now," Sirius said loudly, making Ginny and Hermione halt in their tracks. "No more fighting, you two." He pointed his finger between Hermione and Ginny, pretending to be angry with them.

Hermione giggled and began to walk out of the room.

"We weren't fighting," Ginny said to Sirius. Hermione, who was half way out the door, stopped walking immediately. "Hermione here was just trying to explain to, innocent little me, what she meant when she said that you were hot." Ginny wagged her eyelashes at Sirius and pouted her lips innocently before Hermione's hand came shooting back around the door and yanked Ginny out of the dining room.