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The Third Option
Club Weasley Brother: For your benefit!
Harry and Ginny were still laughing when they arrived at Harry's house. The house had the appearance of a person coming back to life. It still was hidden from view unless you were told about it from the secret keeper, which was transferred to Harry after the war, when he officially came into his inheritance from Sirus when he turned 18. Harry found dead useful when avoiding press, stalkers, and anyone he really would rather avoid. The empty lot you first noticed before the house sprang into view, a large oak tree had sprung to life and wild flowers had overgrown it.
"So... do you want to come inside for some coffee and to say hi?" Harry could tell this was going to get awkward, especially if he had to say hi to Ron and Hermione, then it would get difficult, not only did Harry pull a severely traumatizing practical joke on Ron but he also supposedly "married" his little sister. Those two things were punishable by death in the Book of Ron. And Hermione, Harry knew she would have a wrath and a half awaiting him.
"Sure, but lets avoid the saying hi part if we can. I really don't feel like dealing with them just yet. Mom was quite the experience." Ginny blushed, she was so embarrassed that her mother still wanted her to marry Harry. He just didn't like her like that.
"Your mother is an extremist in emotion Gin, I've known her for quite a while, she cry's, she laughs, she screams, and she rages."
"You don't know how difficult it is having her as a mother, she always expects so much from me, because I'm the only girl. I always feel like I'm disappointing her." Ginny looked down.
Harry answered her softly, "At least you have some one who expects things from you, someone who you can disappoint. At least you have a real family. That something I never had, and probably never will."
"Oh Harry, I'm so sorry, I wasn't thinking clearly, I.." Why ? Ginny asked herself, why did she always stick her foot in her mouth when she talked to him.. Stupid! Stupid!
Ginny was pulled from her self loathing by Harry who had started talking again, "Ginny, I dunno why you get so embarrassed by things you say. I have no family really, and I'm okay with that. I'm used to it, I avenged it, and I'll maybe get lucky enough to have a family of my own someday. I think I used all my luck though, surviving Hogwarts, but we'll see. Let's go inside it's awfully cold out here."
Ginny followed Harry silently into the house. She was still thinking to herself, not really registering all of the improvements Harry had made to the house. She stepped in behind him to the kitchen, which made her realize how much the rest of the house had changed, "Harry, you've redone so much of the rest of the house, why did you leave the kitchen the same?"
"Well," Harry said as he made coffee, "I don't really think of the kitchen as my domain, so I've left it, maybe someone else will decorate it someday."
"I see,..." Ginny was still in her dream like state when she took her first sip of coffee. "Harry! Did you say you didn't have a family?"
"Ugh... yeah a while ago Gin."
"WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU!?!?!" Ginny was shocked, "Harry, your a honorary Weasley! We all love you!"
Harry grinned mischievously, "Even you?"
"Of course I love you!" Ginny realized what she said after she said it. "Why do you always put me in these situation?"
Harry just laughed and took another sip of his coffee and acted as if nothing was going on. "So", he continued, "how do you think we should smooth everything over tomorrow?"
"Well," Ginny would just have to be very cautious in what she said, "I propose we "
"Oh proposing already are you?"
"Potter! Will you quit it?"
"Quite what?"
"Quite doing it!"
"What are we doing here?"
"STOP, your being a supreme pest!"
"Well, at least I'm a over-achiever!"
Ginny couldn't stop herself, she started laughing,"I'm still mad at you."
"Oh, I forgot, I can't tease my wife?"
"Potter, I am not your wife, and we need to discus tomorrow!"
"I've already got tomorrow planned, wake up, bug you, go to work, bother you, suck up to Moody so he doesn't blast our heads off, create a peace with Ron and Hermoine, and meet up with Gilderoy Lockhart."
"Oh, thanks for involving me in the planning process." Ginny pretended to be put out.
"Oh, do you mind?" Harry asked mock abashed.
"No, not really."
A sudden banging noise was heard, then laughter, then it sounded like someone had fallen down the stairs.
Harry knew what was coming an instant before it did. He grabbed Ginny and ducked under the table.
The door busted down the the kitchen and splinters went all over the kitchen.
"Opps, did we do that, shame on us!" It was Hermione and Ron, who performed the charm to fix the door.
"Hiccup, Harry and Ginny, the newlywed." Ron laughed.
"We're not married." Ginny said simply and quickly.
"WHAT?!" Ron looked mad.
"So you two, aren't together?" Hermione began giggling uncontrollably.
"No," Harry said, in less than an enthusiastic tone.
"I, Potter, you had better," Ron was turning purple, "You and her, aren't.. Why?"
"Pardon me Ron, what are you asking exactly?" Ginny was a little more than confused.
"Yeah, you sound like you want Ginny and I to get married." Harry was definitely dumbfounded by the state Ron was in, he was an extremely honest drunk. And you could always count on him for it.
"What's wrong with my sister Potter, is she not good enough for you?" Ron's eye's were bloodshot and he was accenting his words oddly so the good sounded like "guddd".
"No, no , no, not at all, she more than good enough, we just aren't together." Harry hoped he hadn't embarrassed Ginny, who was crimson, standing with her mouth open like a fish.
"So why not?'
"Why not what Ron?" Ginny had found her mouth and remember how to use it.
"Why aren't you two together? Do you not like one another? Is it because your gay Harry, not that there is anything wrong with that, but as your best mate I think you should have told me." Ron was drooling now.
"No, I'm not gay, and there is nothing wrong with Ginny, she's definitely attractive, we just aren't together." Harry really knew he was embarrassing her, but he was really not impressed with Ron's manners at the moment.
"Yeah, my sister is great," Ron was acting like Ginny wasn't even in the room, "She's beautiful, almost as beautiful as Hermione, it's cause Gin's a Weasley, we're all good looking, and you know what else she's a freaking' genius, that's probably it, she's too smart for you. She can tell your homosexual...I can hook you up with Colin you know? He still talks about you..." Ron was rambling...
"Ron, I am not gay! I've been with plenty of women, why do you keep asking me that?" Harry was losing his patients with his less than tactfully honest friend.
"I think that because your not with Ginny, however, maybe your just blind, yeah that's it, the glasses, that kill your eye sight, your girl blinders."
"Ron, maybe you should stop talking now," Hermione always could smell a fight brewing, "Ron maybe we should go to bed."
"Yeah, but first I got go do something..." He had turned the watch head three times, and pressed some buttons. It flashed red and then black, then red again. "Yeah I gotta go, I'll be back in a few minutes."
"Wait," Ginny recognized something, "Are those the fabled Weasley Brother Watches, the ones Fred and George made when we were all younger to keep track of each other in the Order and stuff?"
"Yup, and you still know nothing of them, and they've got other, more important uses now."
"Why am I not in procession?" Ginny was made now.
"Because, your a girl, we'll make you one someday, but you gotta figure these things out yourself. That's the rules, I didn't make them up."
"Why didn't I ever get one?" Harry was kind of shocked, "I was involved in the Order towards the end, wouldn't it be useful to have contact with me like that?"
"Harry, Harry, Harry," Ron acted like he was explaining 2 + 2, and he used many exaggerated hand movements, "We didn't give it to you because I was supposed to be with you at all times, since we knew that wasn't possible, we put a Harry track into it."
"Isn't there something on their about a Ginny track as well, I heard you all talking about it to Dad one night."
"Yeah, it's wired to follow you lot." Ron was grinning like a fool.
"So you know where we all at all times, and you track us?" Harry was starting to piece us together.
"And if we were together, you would know about it and be able to, stop in?" Ginny was mad as hell right about now.
"Yeah that sounds about right, so you see what I mean when I say that it has its uses now?"
"That's an invasion of our privacy." Ginny was practically burning in anger.
"Well, Gin, now that there's nothing going on between you all, the master plan needs some tinkering. It's been to damn long to let nature run its course, we're doing some matchmaking Weasley style."
Hermione, yawned, "I'm tired, I'm gone go to bed, by the way you two, no hard feelings about earlier, we're above pulling such childish pranks now."
"Sure Hermione, pretend to take the moral high ground. I'm still watching my back." Harry knew her better than this. She was a tricky one that Hermione, never trust her if she had something against you.
"I am morally higher than you all, and a little higher on other things, but that's of no importance." She left laughing like a witch, which she was.
Ron was now taking out some floo powder. The embers burned into a vibrant green fire.
"To the CLUBWSAFE HOUSE!" And Ron was gone.
"Harry, let's follow him."
He caught her arm, "Gin it's of no use. They have a privacy pull on it. Only special members can get through."
"Oh, well, then I guess I should be off, its getting late."
"Yeah, well good night Gin." Harry gave her a hug and kissed her on the forehead.
"Yeah, good night Harry." Ginny murmured as she half threw the powder into the fire and said the name of her flat. What was going on between them.
Harry sighed and went up to bed. He was tired and today had been a rough one. On the other hand, at least he might have a chance with Ginny. A small minuscule one, but a chance, al because the Weasley Brothers promoted it.
The Meeting of the Weasley Brothers:
"I, Ronald Weasley officially call this meeting in order concerning the future of our dear sister, Virginia. It appears, she is not wed to young Mr. Potter. So the death threat plans are off. The bets must be repaid in full, by next Wednesday, or held as payment for future bets.
"It has also come to my keen sense of the world that we must now, produce a wonderful plan, to bring these two people together in holy matrimony."
"Ron, your such a prick, " Fred snickered, "We don't have to pull through all of this formality anymore, and I am not repaying any bets."
It was Bill who spoke next, "I have been talking to Fluer, we have come up with a plan that should be fool -proof, meaning that we can carry it off without a hitch, especially you Ron, which you will have a key role, being the man's best friend."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, " George exclaimed, "That's all fancy and wonderful, but what do me and Fred get to invent?"
"What animals do I need to get?" Asked Charlie in a rather tired tone.
"What stings do I have to pull at the office, asked Percy who looked rather important.
George winked at Fred and muttered, "You only have to pull your own."
"Oh wait, Fred, I wasn't aware that dummies could operate themselves."
"Oh yes, they are quite advanced now-a-days!"
The other brothers laughed.
"So anyway," Bill pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and smoothed it out on the clubhouse table, "Here is exactly what we are going to need to do..."
It was with this that the Weasley brothers enacted and began to carry out their infamous, Plan "Y".
Harry rolled over in his sleep, and smiled. It would be his first night of a peaceful sleep.
Ginny came home to find several messages awaiting her, she ignored them and went to sleep.
The two met up the next day at work and did not discuss what they had talked about last night, and they went to Moody first thing, before somebody else could piss him off.
Knock, knock, knock. The gravally voice answered. "Get in here now! You had better have one world class excuse!"
They opened the door and cautiously crept in.
What awaited them would shock them.
The Third Option
Club Weasley Brother: For your benefit!
Harry and Ginny were still laughing when they arrived at Harry's house. The house had the appearance of a person coming back to life. It still was hidden from view unless you were told about it from the secret keeper, which was transferred to Harry after the war, when he officially came into his inheritance from Sirus when he turned 18. Harry found dead useful when avoiding press, stalkers, and anyone he really would rather avoid. The empty lot you first noticed before the house sprang into view, a large oak tree had sprung to life and wild flowers had overgrown it.
"So... do you want to come inside for some coffee and to say hi?" Harry could tell this was going to get awkward, especially if he had to say hi to Ron and Hermione, then it would get difficult, not only did Harry pull a severely traumatizing practical joke on Ron but he also supposedly "married" his little sister. Those two things were punishable by death in the Book of Ron. And Hermione, Harry knew she would have a wrath and a half awaiting him.
"Sure, but lets avoid the saying hi part if we can. I really don't feel like dealing with them just yet. Mom was quite the experience." Ginny blushed, she was so embarrassed that her mother still wanted her to marry Harry. He just didn't like her like that.
"Your mother is an extremist in emotion Gin, I've known her for quite a while, she cry's, she laughs, she screams, and she rages."
"You don't know how difficult it is having her as a mother, she always expects so much from me, because I'm the only girl. I always feel like I'm disappointing her." Ginny looked down.
Harry answered her softly, "At least you have some one who expects things from you, someone who you can disappoint. At least you have a real family. That something I never had, and probably never will."
"Oh Harry, I'm so sorry, I wasn't thinking clearly, I.." Why ? Ginny asked herself, why did she always stick her foot in her mouth when she talked to him.. Stupid! Stupid!
Ginny was pulled from her self loathing by Harry who had started talking again, "Ginny, I dunno why you get so embarrassed by things you say. I have no family really, and I'm okay with that. I'm used to it, I avenged it, and I'll maybe get lucky enough to have a family of my own someday. I think I used all my luck though, surviving Hogwarts, but we'll see. Let's go inside it's awfully cold out here."
Ginny followed Harry silently into the house. She was still thinking to herself, not really registering all of the improvements Harry had made to the house. She stepped in behind him to the kitchen, which made her realize how much the rest of the house had changed, "Harry, you've redone so much of the rest of the house, why did you leave the kitchen the same?"
"Well," Harry said as he made coffee, "I don't really think of the kitchen as my domain, so I've left it, maybe someone else will decorate it someday."
"I see,..." Ginny was still in her dream like state when she took her first sip of coffee. "Harry! Did you say you didn't have a family?"
"Ugh... yeah a while ago Gin."
"WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU!?!?!" Ginny was shocked, "Harry, your a honorary Weasley! We all love you!"
Harry grinned mischievously, "Even you?"
"Of course I love you!" Ginny realized what she said after she said it. "Why do you always put me in these situation?"
Harry just laughed and took another sip of his coffee and acted as if nothing was going on. "So", he continued, "how do you think we should smooth everything over tomorrow?"
"Well," Ginny would just have to be very cautious in what she said, "I propose we "
"Oh proposing already are you?"
"Potter! Will you quit it?"
"Quite what?"
"Quite doing it!"
"What are we doing here?"
"STOP, your being a supreme pest!"
"Well, at least I'm a over-achiever!"
Ginny couldn't stop herself, she started laughing,"I'm still mad at you."
"Oh, I forgot, I can't tease my wife?"
"Potter, I am not your wife, and we need to discus tomorrow!"
"I've already got tomorrow planned, wake up, bug you, go to work, bother you, suck up to Moody so he doesn't blast our heads off, create a peace with Ron and Hermoine, and meet up with Gilderoy Lockhart."
"Oh, thanks for involving me in the planning process." Ginny pretended to be put out.
"Oh, do you mind?" Harry asked mock abashed.
"No, not really."
A sudden banging noise was heard, then laughter, then it sounded like someone had fallen down the stairs.
Harry knew what was coming an instant before it did. He grabbed Ginny and ducked under the table.
The door busted down the the kitchen and splinters went all over the kitchen.
"Opps, did we do that, shame on us!" It was Hermione and Ron, who performed the charm to fix the door.
"Hiccup, Harry and Ginny, the newlywed." Ron laughed.
"We're not married." Ginny said simply and quickly.
"WHAT?!" Ron looked mad.
"So you two, aren't together?" Hermione began giggling uncontrollably.
"No," Harry said, in less than an enthusiastic tone.
"I, Potter, you had better," Ron was turning purple, "You and her, aren't.. Why?"
"Pardon me Ron, what are you asking exactly?" Ginny was a little more than confused.
"Yeah, you sound like you want Ginny and I to get married." Harry was definitely dumbfounded by the state Ron was in, he was an extremely honest drunk. And you could always count on him for it.
"What's wrong with my sister Potter, is she not good enough for you?" Ron's eye's were bloodshot and he was accenting his words oddly so the good sounded like "guddd".
"No, no , no, not at all, she more than good enough, we just aren't together." Harry hoped he hadn't embarrassed Ginny, who was crimson, standing with her mouth open like a fish.
"So why not?'
"Why not what Ron?" Ginny had found her mouth and remember how to use it.
"Why aren't you two together? Do you not like one another? Is it because your gay Harry, not that there is anything wrong with that, but as your best mate I think you should have told me." Ron was drooling now.
"No, I'm not gay, and there is nothing wrong with Ginny, she's definitely attractive, we just aren't together." Harry really knew he was embarrassing her, but he was really not impressed with Ron's manners at the moment.
"Yeah, my sister is great," Ron was acting like Ginny wasn't even in the room, "She's beautiful, almost as beautiful as Hermione, it's cause Gin's a Weasley, we're all good looking, and you know what else she's a freaking' genius, that's probably it, she's too smart for you. She can tell your homosexual...I can hook you up with Colin you know? He still talks about you..." Ron was rambling...
"Ron, I am not gay! I've been with plenty of women, why do you keep asking me that?" Harry was losing his patients with his less than tactfully honest friend.
"I think that because your not with Ginny, however, maybe your just blind, yeah that's it, the glasses, that kill your eye sight, your girl blinders."
"Ron, maybe you should stop talking now," Hermione always could smell a fight brewing, "Ron maybe we should go to bed."
"Yeah, but first I got go do something..." He had turned the watch head three times, and pressed some buttons. It flashed red and then black, then red again. "Yeah I gotta go, I'll be back in a few minutes."
"Wait," Ginny recognized something, "Are those the fabled Weasley Brother Watches, the ones Fred and George made when we were all younger to keep track of each other in the Order and stuff?"
"Yup, and you still know nothing of them, and they've got other, more important uses now."
"Why am I not in procession?" Ginny was made now.
"Because, your a girl, we'll make you one someday, but you gotta figure these things out yourself. That's the rules, I didn't make them up."
"Why didn't I ever get one?" Harry was kind of shocked, "I was involved in the Order towards the end, wouldn't it be useful to have contact with me like that?"
"Harry, Harry, Harry," Ron acted like he was explaining 2 + 2, and he used many exaggerated hand movements, "We didn't give it to you because I was supposed to be with you at all times, since we knew that wasn't possible, we put a Harry track into it."
"Isn't there something on their about a Ginny track as well, I heard you all talking about it to Dad one night."
"Yeah, it's wired to follow you lot." Ron was grinning like a fool.
"So you know where we all at all times, and you track us?" Harry was starting to piece us together.
"And if we were together, you would know about it and be able to, stop in?" Ginny was mad as hell right about now.
"Yeah that sounds about right, so you see what I mean when I say that it has its uses now?"
"That's an invasion of our privacy." Ginny was practically burning in anger.
"Well, Gin, now that there's nothing going on between you all, the master plan needs some tinkering. It's been to damn long to let nature run its course, we're doing some matchmaking Weasley style."
Hermione, yawned, "I'm tired, I'm gone go to bed, by the way you two, no hard feelings about earlier, we're above pulling such childish pranks now."
"Sure Hermione, pretend to take the moral high ground. I'm still watching my back." Harry knew her better than this. She was a tricky one that Hermione, never trust her if she had something against you.
"I am morally higher than you all, and a little higher on other things, but that's of no importance." She left laughing like a witch, which she was.
Ron was now taking out some floo powder. The embers burned into a vibrant green fire.
"To the CLUBWSAFE HOUSE!" And Ron was gone.
"Harry, let's follow him."
He caught her arm, "Gin it's of no use. They have a privacy pull on it. Only special members can get through."
"Oh, well, then I guess I should be off, its getting late."
"Yeah, well good night Gin." Harry gave her a hug and kissed her on the forehead.
"Yeah, good night Harry." Ginny murmured as she half threw the powder into the fire and said the name of her flat. What was going on between them.
Harry sighed and went up to bed. He was tired and today had been a rough one. On the other hand, at least he might have a chance with Ginny. A small minuscule one, but a chance, al because the Weasley Brothers promoted it.
The Meeting of the Weasley Brothers:
"I, Ronald Weasley officially call this meeting in order concerning the future of our dear sister, Virginia. It appears, she is not wed to young Mr. Potter. So the death threat plans are off. The bets must be repaid in full, by next Wednesday, or held as payment for future bets.
"It has also come to my keen sense of the world that we must now, produce a wonderful plan, to bring these two people together in holy matrimony."
"Ron, your such a prick, " Fred snickered, "We don't have to pull through all of this formality anymore, and I am not repaying any bets."
It was Bill who spoke next, "I have been talking to Fluer, we have come up with a plan that should be fool -proof, meaning that we can carry it off without a hitch, especially you Ron, which you will have a key role, being the man's best friend."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, " George exclaimed, "That's all fancy and wonderful, but what do me and Fred get to invent?"
"What animals do I need to get?" Asked Charlie in a rather tired tone.
"What stings do I have to pull at the office, asked Percy who looked rather important.
George winked at Fred and muttered, "You only have to pull your own."
"Oh wait, Fred, I wasn't aware that dummies could operate themselves."
"Oh yes, they are quite advanced now-a-days!"
The other brothers laughed.
"So anyway," Bill pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and smoothed it out on the clubhouse table, "Here is exactly what we are going to need to do..."
It was with this that the Weasley brothers enacted and began to carry out their infamous, Plan "Y".
Harry rolled over in his sleep, and smiled. It would be his first night of a peaceful sleep.
Ginny came home to find several messages awaiting her, she ignored them and went to sleep.
The two met up the next day at work and did not discuss what they had talked about last night, and they went to Moody first thing, before somebody else could piss him off.
Knock, knock, knock. The gravally voice answered. "Get in here now! You had better have one world class excuse!"
They opened the door and cautiously crept in.
What awaited them would shock them.