(Thank you to my starting reviewers. I do hope that the "old" readers are still with me and that we have acquired even more so that this type of family-as I call it- can grow through the love of fan fictions.

Blondie09- it is good to hear from you. Yes, they are too young for marriage. For heaven's sake they are only seventeen years old and that is far too young to even contemplate it in my opinion, but some people do. Of course for Ron and Hermione they love each other so and that is what I believe the final outcome of everything would be. Besides with the dear Mrs. Weasley acting the way she is about them of course it is natural to pop into the young couple's minds. The characters determine whether or not this will happen. I am trying very hard to keep them the way that they would be. I have read fictions where they all of a sudden this mushy, gushy couple. No. As you have all been well aware and have probably noticed they have only shared one very gentle and scared kiss. They aren't exactly far in their relationship and I don't think they would be a week after they get together. I mean really…. But I digress.

Dancerrdw- it is so good to see that you have progressed onto this story with us. I hope you enjoy it as much as you enjoyed my story last time.

And to the great saliorstarryeyes no MWHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAH THEY'RE GETTING MARRIED… I am sorry to burst that bubble. At least not yet my dear. However I did enjoy the diabolical laugh…

AND NOW ONWARD IN THE STORY MY DEAR FANS!)

Chapter 2

Dinner at the Burrow was anything but peaceful and Harry loved it. Charlie and Bill were home from their jobs and were talking excitedly about Harry's awesome defeat of Voldermort. Mr. Weasley had come home early upon receiving an owl that said that Harry had arrived at their house. Mrs. Weasley kept looking over at the four of them and clasping her hands, a large smile upon her face.

Fred and George had brought their first catalog of stuff from their joke shop to show everyone.

"Canary Creams…. Want some Hermione?" Fred asked her with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Don't give her that or I swear I'll hurt you," Ron threatened.

"OOOH look our brother is all grown up and protecting his girlfriend," George teased. The twins looked at each other, the same exact smile on both of their faces.

"RON AND HERMIONE SITTING IN A TREE, K – I – S – S – I – N – G!" They sang at the top of their lungs.

"FRED AND GEORGE YOU WILL NOT TEASE YOUR BROTHER!" Mrs. Weasley bellowed from the other end of the table.

"Aw….." they said together, but starting laughing once they both caught sight of a very red Ron and Hermione.

The only person that was not at this happy table was Percy.

"Has Percy come around?" Harry said softly, not wanting to cause trouble with his question. Ron shook his head.

"He said that the only reason you defeated him was because you were in his inner circle. He said he was going to investigate you," Ron told him.

"What?" Harry asked him in disbelief.

"It's true. Then Cornellius Fudge got wind of what he was going to attempt to do and threatened to sack him if he tried," Ginny piped up.

"How could he say something like that?" Harry asked them.

"Percy is Percy. He's a jerk and he has denounced his family. He's changed his name," Ginny pointed out.

"Both of them. According to Dad his name now is Pervicual Williams," Ron said.

"Pervicual?" Harry asked with a snort.

"Well that's the long version of his name Percy. They still call him Percy though. Just because Pervicual is just too weird."

"Yeah, but it has hurt your mother something terrible, Ron," Hermione spoke up.

"Mum sent him an owl telling him that no matter what he decided to do with his life that he would always be a Weasley and that we would always love him," Ginny told him.

"Yeah and then he wrote back saying that there was absolutely no way that he was ever going to be a Weasley again. That Mum should just make a grave in the back yard with his name on it because to us he's dead," Ron said softly.

A gloom fell over the group. Harry had known Percy. He never had thought that Percy would lose his mind like this.

"I'm sorry," was the only good thing that came to his mind to say to the two Weasleys. Ron shrugged in a non concerned way.

"It doesn't matter. It's his life."

"FRED! GEORGE STOP PUTTING THOSE STUPID JOKE THINGS IN THE FOOD!" Mrs. Weasley bellowed suddenly. The four of them looked over to see Charlie becoming a little troll.

"It wasn't us Mum!" Fred protested.

"It was Ron!" George said, pointing to their youngest brother.

"WHAT!" Ron asked in disbelief.

"That didn't work when you two where three and it won't work now," Mrs. Weasley told them.

"YOU BLAMED STUFF ON ME?" Ron asked, slightly angry.

"Yeah. Well you're the youngest. That's your job." They said together. Laughter erupted from the group.

"And your job was to protect him from getting into mischief, not helping him create it," Mr. Weasley pointed out.

"We weren't old enough to realize that," Fred said innocently.

"Oh don't give us that. You were always old enough to realize what you were doing," Charlie argued with a smile.

"Besides you tried to blame us and we weren't even here!" Bill exclaimed.

"Bet you didn't know Harry and Hermione that Fred and George tried to blame stuff on you two at one time," Ginny spoke up.

"SHUSH GIN!" They yelled together.

"Yeah they tried to blame you guys for the gnome that mysteriously got into the shower upstairs," Ron said with a laugh.

"Then they tried to blame Harry for the fire whiskey that was under their bed," Ginny said.

"SHUSH!"

"They also tried to blame you dears for the weird circles that had been magically cut into the lawn," Mr. Weasley said.

"That's horrible!" Hermione exclaimed.

"See they don't stop with just family," Ron said. Fred and George put their heads together and started whispering. Then they broke up and looked at the group.

"We have decided that we are too tired for this taught and thus we will be retiring now," they said together.

"Oh no you don't. You're doing the dishes because of what you have done tonight," Mrs. Weasley said with a smile. They groaned and stood up.

After desert Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny escaped outside. They sat upon the grass just looking up at the night sky.

"It's so weird," Hermione said, breaking the soft silence that had spread over them.

"What is?" Ron asked her gently.

"There is no more war. That's what we have always been fighting. What do we do now?" She asked him. Harry shrugged.

"Actually have a life," he responded.

"What do you mean, Harry?" Ginny asked him.

"I mean that now that we have stopped him we can just be regular teenagers. We don't have the weight of the entire world on our shoulders. We get to have fun," he answered.

"What is fun?" Ginny asked.

"Oh come now, Gin you know what fun is!" Hermione exclaimed.

"I know what fun is yes, but now that everything is over…. What do we do with all that time?" Ginny asked.

"Hang out I guess," Ron answered suddenly.

"Hang out?" Hermione asked him.

"Yeah and stop fighting and get to know each other better and play Quidditch and all that other stuff," he answered her.

"And become a couple," she said softly so only he could hear.

"Yeah, a real couple. I know everything about you, 'Mione, but I don't know you as my girlfriend. We have time for that."

"Aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid of what?"

"That in the end that we will ruin the best friendship ever?"

"It won't ruin our friendship."

"How do you know, Ron?"

"Because I just do."

"How do you know?"

" 'Mione I told you that I just know. Deep down within my heart I just know and I don't know how to explain it."

"That's your explanation?"

"Well, yeah."

Hermione laughed softly, placing her head upon his shoulder.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Because you've never acted like this."

"I've never had the chance have I?"

"No, I guess not."

"You act differently too."

"Well it's because I finally get to act the way I've always wanted to act towards you."

"So all in all we aren't really different."

"I guess you're right Ron."

They group sat there, underneath the stars just enjoying each other's company. Little did they know that Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were watching from the kitchen window, smiles upon their faces.