A/N: I hope everyone liked the first chapter, and I hope that you like this one, too. Sorry it took so long to get out!

Disclaimer: I still don't own anything!

Life, Love, and Teenage Insanity

By:AntiSocialOne

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Chapter 2: Dinner with the family

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Weasley dinners had always been catastrophic in some way or another. Every one of the Weasleys have a memory of their favorite one, one they thought was the most entertaining. Ron's was, undoubtedly, the time that Mrs. Weasley announced she was pregnant with Ginny. Mr. Weasley had fainted, and the twins jumped Bill and Charlie and then went into a question session about where babies came from. Today, however, was different. Today's dinner was not entertaining in his eyes, and frankly, he was getting pissed of.

Ron was called downstairs, took his normal seat across from Fred, and his mum brought dinner out. His mum and dad began chatting about things and everything was normal. He began to notice, however, that Fred and George kept giving him odd glances and snickering. This continued for a few minutes before he finally lost it.

"What the hell do you two keep snickering about?" he asked as he leaned toward them.

"None of your concern Ronniekins," Fred countered.

"If it isn't my concern, then why do you keep looking at me?" Ron asked suspiciously.

"What, we can't admire our little brother?"

"Sod off George."

The twins went into a fit of, he didn't know, maybe giggles, and then Ginny cut in.

"They're acting like this because I sent Hermione an owl asking her to come over for the rest of the summer," she explained. "They read the letter before I sent it."

"You WHAT?!"

Ginny jumped and looked a little taken back. "I asked her over! What's wrong with that?"

Ron stuttered. "Well- um, she's my friend. I should be the one doing the asking!"

"Yeah, Ginny! She's Ron's friend. He should be doing the asking.

"SOD OFF FRED!" Ginny and Ron yelled.

"It's been a month, Ron. The only thing she's heard is that the Order's trying to find a new headquarters! Don't you think she deserves to hear from someone?!" Ginny challenged, standing up.

"I've been busy, Ginny!" Ron said, also standing to face his sister.

"Yeah. AVOIDING her."

Molly watched their argument with amusement. She could tell that her youngest boy was smitten with his best girl friend. He would blush every time she was mentioned, and he was always talking about her. But although she was amused by her children's argument, she decided to stop it before it got out of control.

"RON! GINNY! Sit down and finish your dinner! You can yell all you want LATER!"

Her voice didn't seem to affect them like it usually did. Ron, standing many inches taller than Ginny, glared down at her with fire in his eyes. Intimidating as he was, Ginny was unfazed by her older brother.

"Say that again Ginny. I dare you."

Everyone in the room seemed to hold their breath. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were quiet, not knowing what to do. Even Fred and George, who seemed to be very scared, couldn't find anything to say.

"You've. Been. AVOIDING. Her."

Something clicked in Ron's brain and before he knew it, he has gotten a fistful of mashed potatoes and shoved it Ginny's face.

"YOU ARSE!" Ginny exclaimed in a outraged voice, as she grabbed a bowl of gravy and poured it on Ron's head.

"THAT"S IT! I'VE HAD IT WITH YOU!" Ron screamed as he pushed her on the table and stuffed her face in the meatloaf.

"Stop! Stop it! YOU TWO STOP THAT!"

Through all the yelling, Fred managed to get a good look at the scene before him.

"Well," Fred said as a bowl of spinach flew past his head, "There went the neighborhood."

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Ron stalked into his room and slammed the door. He stopped and looked at where he had just walked, noticing he had made a trail of food. He started muttering obscenities as he stripped off his shirt and pants. What right did Ginny have sending Hermione an owl asking her over? It was his job! She was his friend, after all.

But, Ginny did have a point. Maybe I have been avoiding her.

It's not like he meant to, though. He just had all these feelings that he needed to sort out. Lately, he had been having...thoughts about Hermione. Thoughts, in his opinion, that blokes shouldn't have about their best friends. He had noticed how she had grown in the past couple of years, and there was nothing he could do to take his mind off of her changes. Especially when he knew that he couldn't have her. He knew that she didn't feel the same way.

It was enough to drive a bloke mad.

He stood up and began walking around his room, and started cursing at himself. He shouldn't be worrying about his feelings for Hermione. He had plenty of other things to worry about, including Harry. The death of his godfather was bound to be hard on him, and Ron honestly didn't know how much more Harry could take. He wanted him over, but nobody would have it. And, not to mention, he probably couldn't get Harry to talk about anything anyway.

Ron stopped pacing the room. The fact remained however, that Hermione was invited. He doubted that she would be able to come, given the circumstances, but he finally decided that he had to be prepared. He had to sort out these feelings if she was coming over.

Once and for all.

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A/N -Ron would have been maybe 1 year old when Mrs. Weasley was pregnant with Ginny, right? Well, let's just assume for sanity's sake that he was told about this memory from his mother, ok? Thanks! I hope everyone liked it...