They looked inside the room, amazed.
Harry and Ron had in fact not gone asleep, and while the girls had talked, they had lit at least a hundred beautifully scented candles. Ron had complained that his room was going to smell "girly" in the morning, but he secretly like the smell, asking Harry what the scent was called.
The candles lit up Ginny's face, and Harry looked up, seeing the light make her look like an angel.
Ron grabbed Hermione's hand and took her outside of the room, where they pressed their ears up against the door.
"Harry, it's beautiful!" Ginny said. She smiled.
"Well, it's all for you Ginny. Ginny, I know you like me, and Ginny, I like you too. I started to feel like this after you were taken down to the Chamber of Secrets. I was scared I was going to lose you and never be able to tell you how I felt. I felt the same in fourth year, and last year. Ginny, I feel much more than "like" towards you. Ginny Weasley, I love you."
Ginny's jaw dropped.
"Harry, I love you too, I really do, but you better put those out, because they may burn down the house."
Harry laughed, and came over to her. She looked into his deep, bright green eyes, and saw love and joy.
"As Shakespeare himself once said," thought Hermione, "the eyes are the true reflector of the heart."
He kissed her, with all the passion he could muster, they came apart, and Ron came bursting into the room, with Hermione in tow.
Hermione went over to Harry, and kissed him on the cheek.
"That was so, so, so beautiful Harry." She said through sobs of joy.
"Thank you Hermione." He whispered to her. They both smiled.
Ron went over to hug Ginny.
"Finally, I thought that we would have to do something about you to this year." Ron said.
Suddenly aware that Mrs Weasley may come into the room, they blew out all the candles, and feeling a little light headed, they went to bed.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------- The next morning, they awoke to the smell of bacon, egg and sausage. It smelled delicious by all means and Ron's food searching nose also found that there was some toast and some tea as well.
Of course, his nose was as good as ever, and when they arrived downstairs, they saw bacon, egg, sausage, toast and a few pots of tea.
After Mrs Weasley shoved about 4 or 5 sausages onto his plate, he looked up and saw Ginny smiling at him. He smiled back. Everyone at the table seemed to notice this, but didn't say anything.
"Harry and Ginny are in love, you know!" said Ron
Harry and Ginny lunged for him at the same, but everyone had caught on already.
"So Harry, you better watch out," joked Fred, who had come with George for some breakfast, "she has lots of brothers ready to kick our ass if you do anything to her. Understand?" he now said that in a half-joking way.
"Fred! Watch your language!" Mrs Weasley scolded him.
"Ok Mum. I meant arse Harry."
"FRED!"
"Ok Mum. Relax. I meant buttocks, backside, whatever makes you happy."
Everyone at the table apart from Mrs Weasley was in a fit of laughter.
"Molly, relax." Stated Mr Weasley. He didn't like his wife in a bad mood, in fact, it scared him a little.
"Still," continued Ron, trying to drag them away from an awkward silence "only a couple of weeks till school starts again!"
At the word couple, Harry and Ginny had again lunged at him, but to hear the word school made them sit back down, looking very embarrassed.
"Yes, and we're going to Diagon Alley tomorrow, to get your school supplies." Mrs Weasley said.
Everyone was happy, and the day continually stayed so. After de-gnoming the garden, with Hermione, Ron and Ginny, they decided to go up to Ron's room.
They sat there talking, and Harry, having a sudden urge to go inside the box realised he was only allowed to have two people in at a time.
As though in answer to his thoughts, a piece of parchment appeared in his hands. It said:
"Bring them in two at a time, but many can stay inside."
He showed it to Ron and Hermione.
They nodded.
Ginny, who was holding Harry's hand suddenly found her in a different place with Harry, who then disappeared and came back again with Ron and Hermione.
She launched into a tirade of questions, and they explained everything to her.
"Wow Harry, impressive." Ginny said amazed.
"So Ginny, are you going to try out for the Quidditch Team this year?" Harry asked while eating a couple of chocolate frogs.
"Yeah, I think I will," was the muffled reply that came as she had just put about 10 different types of Bertie Bott's Every Flavoured Beans in her mouth as a dare.
"Cool, do you wanna follow me for a second?"
Ron and Hermione got up as well, but he signalled for them to sit down and took Ginny to the workshop.
After he showed her the LightningBolts 1 + 2, he dragged her over to another cupboard. She opened the door to find another broomstick.
"Ginny, I know this isn't as good as the LightningBolts, but I thought that if you were going to be a chaser, then you might as well have a better broom, and it's actually better than the Firebolt. I leave you to name it, and then we'll paint it."
She hugged him, her eyes full of delight, and then she thought about it for a moment. What should she call it?
"Ok, I think I'll call it the ChaserRacer." She laughed, but Harry did agree that it suited, especially since she was going to be a chaser.
"I know I sound a little demanding, but could I have it in Gryffindor colours?"
"Sure, your broom, your choice." He said with a grin.
Soon, after it was finished, they grabbed their brooms and went to get Ron and Hermione, so they could practice.
Ron and Hermione looked at them as they came in, and soon came over and complimented the ChaserRacer. Hermione looked a little sad. Harry brought her over to a corner.
"Hermione, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice full of concern.
"It's just that you gave them both broomsticks, handmade, and you didn't get me anything. Not meaning to sound greedy."
"Well, actually, I do, if you'd like to follow me."
Hermione followed him to the library.
Harry led her over to the corner. There, in front of them, was a simple wallet.
"Harry, what is this?" Hermione asked, wondering why he would give her a wallet.
"Well Hermione, this is a special wallet. Whenever you want a book, it will produce you with book vouchers, all valid of course, and all free. They count anywhere, and never expire. Plus since I know you won't be able to fit them all in your trunk, here is a special box. It will shrink and stay inside your pocket, any number of books can fit, and just say the name of the one you want and it will find it, it will always keep them in alphabetical order, and also, if you tap it three times and say, "take me in", it will take you inside, where it will spread to become a large library, where a day inside is an hour outside. There's a fridge, and water cooler also. Just like mine."
Hermione lunged at him and kissed him on the cheek. She was really excited, and now knew what the others felt like when they received their broomsticks.
"This would definitely be a good place to study for exams." She thought to herself.
They were soon back in the apartment and ready to the Quidditch Pitch, Hermione left her box in the living room, and they all left.
They were soon ready to kick off the ground, and got a quaffle, and were going to pass it around and get used to controlling their broomsticks properly. Even Hermione, who had gotten a Firebolt from the store, was going to have a fly around with them.
Soon, a whistle went over the speaker, and they kicked off. The feeling of freedom made Harry feel alive, and made him forget whatever problems he had before.
Ron and Ginny, never having one of the best brooms before, were absolutely ecstatic.
Even Hermione, who had never really taken to flying, enjoyed herself.
After 20 minutes or so, inside time, they came down, and started talking about them. How it was like they went on their thoughts instead of their movements, and so they continued, until Harry said to Ginny about the simulators.
"Ginny, I want to see what you're like at the Chaser simulator, so I know if you're good enough, no offence." Harry said, not really as an order, but more like a request.
"Don't worry, no offence taken. Sure, I'll give it a go."
So, they set off to the simulators, and to Harry's surprise, Hermione wanted to have a go at the Beater simulator.
"Why do you want to Hermione?" asked Harry. "I thought you would prefer Chaser."
"Well, with the bat, I have a little protection, plus I can just pretend the bludger is Snape's head. I can tell you, it would go far.
Harry laughed, and asked Hermione to have a go at Beater simulator, to see what she was like but he wanted to test Ginny first.
Soon Ginny entered the simulator, and came out after about 25 minutes, when the seeker on her team caught the snitch.
"It was 260-70 to us." Ginny grinned.
Harry went and checked her scores, and saw replays of her best work.
He came out and said.
"Ginny, I can safely say that you're in. Now Hermione, you wanted to have a go at the Beater simulator."
Ron burst out laughing. Harry, Ginny and Hermione gave him a glare and he soon went quiet.
Hermione stepped inside, and they decided to enter and watch. They took seats near the middle and the game began.
Harry had to admit that Hermione was pretty good, though that was because she didn't want to get hit with the bludger, and she wanted to let out pented up frustration.
The seeker on the other team was making a dive, a triumphant look on his face. Hermione noticed this and aimed a bludger at him. He was just about to grab the snitch when a bludger came and hit him in the face, and Hermione's team's seeker caught the snitch. With the game ended, they all went outside.
"Wow Hermione. How did you ever get that good?" Ron asked, gaping.
"Well, I play a lot of tennis and badminton at home. I played a lot over the summer, and I am actually a county champion for my age group." She said while blushing furiously.
"Wow Hermione. Make sure you come to the tryouts. I can safely say you're on the team as well."
Hermione smiled, and Harry told her, "You can keep the broom."
Hermione stared at him, too lost for words.
"But Harry, these cost a fortune. I couldn't afford it...."
"Well Hermione, I know that you deserve it. Anyway, it's a lender; because I'm gonna make you your own broom as well. Oh, and by the way, don't tell anyone where you got these." He directed this at Rona and Ginny as well.
Hermione took Harry over to one side.
"But Harry, what about the box, and the wallet, it's more than you are giving Ron and Ginny, and....."
Harry put a finger up to her lips.
"Listen, you have supported me through thick and thin, even when no-one else in the world believed me, including Ron you did, and this is my extra special thanks. Now...."
He turned to the others.
"I have a broomstick to make, now, if you will excuse me." He turned around and headed for the workshop.
Around 5 box hours later, while the others were watching FRIENDS on the T.V., Hermione explained to Ron and Ginny how it worked, and explained the program, Harry's voice came out over a hidden speaker.
"Hermione, if you could make your way to room number 5 please." Harry said.
Hermione walked down the tunnel and came out at the sign saying number 5. "So Hermione, what do you want to call it?" Harry asked.
There in front of Hermione was a beautiful, non-painted, broomstick. Harry had shaped it beautifully, and could now make them much quicker.
"Well, what about..........WindRacer."
"Good idea. What colour do you want it? Do you want it like mine? Or like Ginny's? Or even your own style? Now, mine is like looking at the night sky during a lightning storm, while being polished. Ginny's is like a Gryffindor flag. You could have yours like a book. Or like some sort of tornado or Hurricane."
(Sorry for overloading you all with a lot of questions)
"Well Harry, I was hoping to have something like a tornado. You know, like in the movie Twister."
So Harry and Hermione began, and soon it was finished, gleaming new, the name shining proudly.
They called Ron and Ginny and began, once again, to the Quidditch Pitch.
After another game, they went to the changing rooms, showered and came back out.
It was now about an hour after they entered the box, outside time, and carrying their broomsticks and Hermione also carrying her box. She had put her wallet in her pocket, and had not shown it to anyone else, and did not intend to do so, as they may take it as favouritism.
Harry looked at his watch, to see how long dinner would be, when he found a button on his watch he hadn't pressed before. He pushed it and a new part came up. It was just like the Weasley's clock. On it there was, School, Home, Danger, Work, Mortal Peril and Hurt. It had pictures of Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Neville, Luna and Remus.
Harry smiled, and his new food sensitive nose picked up the scent of his favourite foods.
He walked downstairs and nearly had a heart attack.
Harry and Ron had in fact not gone asleep, and while the girls had talked, they had lit at least a hundred beautifully scented candles. Ron had complained that his room was going to smell "girly" in the morning, but he secretly like the smell, asking Harry what the scent was called.
The candles lit up Ginny's face, and Harry looked up, seeing the light make her look like an angel.
Ron grabbed Hermione's hand and took her outside of the room, where they pressed their ears up against the door.
"Harry, it's beautiful!" Ginny said. She smiled.
"Well, it's all for you Ginny. Ginny, I know you like me, and Ginny, I like you too. I started to feel like this after you were taken down to the Chamber of Secrets. I was scared I was going to lose you and never be able to tell you how I felt. I felt the same in fourth year, and last year. Ginny, I feel much more than "like" towards you. Ginny Weasley, I love you."
Ginny's jaw dropped.
"Harry, I love you too, I really do, but you better put those out, because they may burn down the house."
Harry laughed, and came over to her. She looked into his deep, bright green eyes, and saw love and joy.
"As Shakespeare himself once said," thought Hermione, "the eyes are the true reflector of the heart."
He kissed her, with all the passion he could muster, they came apart, and Ron came bursting into the room, with Hermione in tow.
Hermione went over to Harry, and kissed him on the cheek.
"That was so, so, so beautiful Harry." She said through sobs of joy.
"Thank you Hermione." He whispered to her. They both smiled.
Ron went over to hug Ginny.
"Finally, I thought that we would have to do something about you to this year." Ron said.
Suddenly aware that Mrs Weasley may come into the room, they blew out all the candles, and feeling a little light headed, they went to bed.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------- The next morning, they awoke to the smell of bacon, egg and sausage. It smelled delicious by all means and Ron's food searching nose also found that there was some toast and some tea as well.
Of course, his nose was as good as ever, and when they arrived downstairs, they saw bacon, egg, sausage, toast and a few pots of tea.
After Mrs Weasley shoved about 4 or 5 sausages onto his plate, he looked up and saw Ginny smiling at him. He smiled back. Everyone at the table seemed to notice this, but didn't say anything.
"Harry and Ginny are in love, you know!" said Ron
Harry and Ginny lunged for him at the same, but everyone had caught on already.
"So Harry, you better watch out," joked Fred, who had come with George for some breakfast, "she has lots of brothers ready to kick our ass if you do anything to her. Understand?" he now said that in a half-joking way.
"Fred! Watch your language!" Mrs Weasley scolded him.
"Ok Mum. I meant arse Harry."
"FRED!"
"Ok Mum. Relax. I meant buttocks, backside, whatever makes you happy."
Everyone at the table apart from Mrs Weasley was in a fit of laughter.
"Molly, relax." Stated Mr Weasley. He didn't like his wife in a bad mood, in fact, it scared him a little.
"Still," continued Ron, trying to drag them away from an awkward silence "only a couple of weeks till school starts again!"
At the word couple, Harry and Ginny had again lunged at him, but to hear the word school made them sit back down, looking very embarrassed.
"Yes, and we're going to Diagon Alley tomorrow, to get your school supplies." Mrs Weasley said.
Everyone was happy, and the day continually stayed so. After de-gnoming the garden, with Hermione, Ron and Ginny, they decided to go up to Ron's room.
They sat there talking, and Harry, having a sudden urge to go inside the box realised he was only allowed to have two people in at a time.
As though in answer to his thoughts, a piece of parchment appeared in his hands. It said:
"Bring them in two at a time, but many can stay inside."
He showed it to Ron and Hermione.
They nodded.
Ginny, who was holding Harry's hand suddenly found her in a different place with Harry, who then disappeared and came back again with Ron and Hermione.
She launched into a tirade of questions, and they explained everything to her.
"Wow Harry, impressive." Ginny said amazed.
"So Ginny, are you going to try out for the Quidditch Team this year?" Harry asked while eating a couple of chocolate frogs.
"Yeah, I think I will," was the muffled reply that came as she had just put about 10 different types of Bertie Bott's Every Flavoured Beans in her mouth as a dare.
"Cool, do you wanna follow me for a second?"
Ron and Hermione got up as well, but he signalled for them to sit down and took Ginny to the workshop.
After he showed her the LightningBolts 1 + 2, he dragged her over to another cupboard. She opened the door to find another broomstick.
"Ginny, I know this isn't as good as the LightningBolts, but I thought that if you were going to be a chaser, then you might as well have a better broom, and it's actually better than the Firebolt. I leave you to name it, and then we'll paint it."
She hugged him, her eyes full of delight, and then she thought about it for a moment. What should she call it?
"Ok, I think I'll call it the ChaserRacer." She laughed, but Harry did agree that it suited, especially since she was going to be a chaser.
"I know I sound a little demanding, but could I have it in Gryffindor colours?"
"Sure, your broom, your choice." He said with a grin.
Soon, after it was finished, they grabbed their brooms and went to get Ron and Hermione, so they could practice.
Ron and Hermione looked at them as they came in, and soon came over and complimented the ChaserRacer. Hermione looked a little sad. Harry brought her over to a corner.
"Hermione, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice full of concern.
"It's just that you gave them both broomsticks, handmade, and you didn't get me anything. Not meaning to sound greedy."
"Well, actually, I do, if you'd like to follow me."
Hermione followed him to the library.
Harry led her over to the corner. There, in front of them, was a simple wallet.
"Harry, what is this?" Hermione asked, wondering why he would give her a wallet.
"Well Hermione, this is a special wallet. Whenever you want a book, it will produce you with book vouchers, all valid of course, and all free. They count anywhere, and never expire. Plus since I know you won't be able to fit them all in your trunk, here is a special box. It will shrink and stay inside your pocket, any number of books can fit, and just say the name of the one you want and it will find it, it will always keep them in alphabetical order, and also, if you tap it three times and say, "take me in", it will take you inside, where it will spread to become a large library, where a day inside is an hour outside. There's a fridge, and water cooler also. Just like mine."
Hermione lunged at him and kissed him on the cheek. She was really excited, and now knew what the others felt like when they received their broomsticks.
"This would definitely be a good place to study for exams." She thought to herself.
They were soon back in the apartment and ready to the Quidditch Pitch, Hermione left her box in the living room, and they all left.
They were soon ready to kick off the ground, and got a quaffle, and were going to pass it around and get used to controlling their broomsticks properly. Even Hermione, who had gotten a Firebolt from the store, was going to have a fly around with them.
Soon, a whistle went over the speaker, and they kicked off. The feeling of freedom made Harry feel alive, and made him forget whatever problems he had before.
Ron and Ginny, never having one of the best brooms before, were absolutely ecstatic.
Even Hermione, who had never really taken to flying, enjoyed herself.
After 20 minutes or so, inside time, they came down, and started talking about them. How it was like they went on their thoughts instead of their movements, and so they continued, until Harry said to Ginny about the simulators.
"Ginny, I want to see what you're like at the Chaser simulator, so I know if you're good enough, no offence." Harry said, not really as an order, but more like a request.
"Don't worry, no offence taken. Sure, I'll give it a go."
So, they set off to the simulators, and to Harry's surprise, Hermione wanted to have a go at the Beater simulator.
"Why do you want to Hermione?" asked Harry. "I thought you would prefer Chaser."
"Well, with the bat, I have a little protection, plus I can just pretend the bludger is Snape's head. I can tell you, it would go far.
Harry laughed, and asked Hermione to have a go at Beater simulator, to see what she was like but he wanted to test Ginny first.
Soon Ginny entered the simulator, and came out after about 25 minutes, when the seeker on her team caught the snitch.
"It was 260-70 to us." Ginny grinned.
Harry went and checked her scores, and saw replays of her best work.
He came out and said.
"Ginny, I can safely say that you're in. Now Hermione, you wanted to have a go at the Beater simulator."
Ron burst out laughing. Harry, Ginny and Hermione gave him a glare and he soon went quiet.
Hermione stepped inside, and they decided to enter and watch. They took seats near the middle and the game began.
Harry had to admit that Hermione was pretty good, though that was because she didn't want to get hit with the bludger, and she wanted to let out pented up frustration.
The seeker on the other team was making a dive, a triumphant look on his face. Hermione noticed this and aimed a bludger at him. He was just about to grab the snitch when a bludger came and hit him in the face, and Hermione's team's seeker caught the snitch. With the game ended, they all went outside.
"Wow Hermione. How did you ever get that good?" Ron asked, gaping.
"Well, I play a lot of tennis and badminton at home. I played a lot over the summer, and I am actually a county champion for my age group." She said while blushing furiously.
"Wow Hermione. Make sure you come to the tryouts. I can safely say you're on the team as well."
Hermione smiled, and Harry told her, "You can keep the broom."
Hermione stared at him, too lost for words.
"But Harry, these cost a fortune. I couldn't afford it...."
"Well Hermione, I know that you deserve it. Anyway, it's a lender; because I'm gonna make you your own broom as well. Oh, and by the way, don't tell anyone where you got these." He directed this at Rona and Ginny as well.
Hermione took Harry over to one side.
"But Harry, what about the box, and the wallet, it's more than you are giving Ron and Ginny, and....."
Harry put a finger up to her lips.
"Listen, you have supported me through thick and thin, even when no-one else in the world believed me, including Ron you did, and this is my extra special thanks. Now...."
He turned to the others.
"I have a broomstick to make, now, if you will excuse me." He turned around and headed for the workshop.
Around 5 box hours later, while the others were watching FRIENDS on the T.V., Hermione explained to Ron and Ginny how it worked, and explained the program, Harry's voice came out over a hidden speaker.
"Hermione, if you could make your way to room number 5 please." Harry said.
Hermione walked down the tunnel and came out at the sign saying number 5. "So Hermione, what do you want to call it?" Harry asked.
There in front of Hermione was a beautiful, non-painted, broomstick. Harry had shaped it beautifully, and could now make them much quicker.
"Well, what about..........WindRacer."
"Good idea. What colour do you want it? Do you want it like mine? Or like Ginny's? Or even your own style? Now, mine is like looking at the night sky during a lightning storm, while being polished. Ginny's is like a Gryffindor flag. You could have yours like a book. Or like some sort of tornado or Hurricane."
(Sorry for overloading you all with a lot of questions)
"Well Harry, I was hoping to have something like a tornado. You know, like in the movie Twister."
So Harry and Hermione began, and soon it was finished, gleaming new, the name shining proudly.
They called Ron and Ginny and began, once again, to the Quidditch Pitch.
After another game, they went to the changing rooms, showered and came back out.
It was now about an hour after they entered the box, outside time, and carrying their broomsticks and Hermione also carrying her box. She had put her wallet in her pocket, and had not shown it to anyone else, and did not intend to do so, as they may take it as favouritism.
Harry looked at his watch, to see how long dinner would be, when he found a button on his watch he hadn't pressed before. He pushed it and a new part came up. It was just like the Weasley's clock. On it there was, School, Home, Danger, Work, Mortal Peril and Hurt. It had pictures of Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Neville, Luna and Remus.
Harry smiled, and his new food sensitive nose picked up the scent of his favourite foods.
He walked downstairs and nearly had a heart attack.