The next day, when Harry finally awoke, Fred and George headed down to
breakfast, only to walk in on an interesting scene. Ginny sitting at the
table with Harry on one knee holding her right hand in his. Mrs. Weasley
was looking horrified and Ron was red in the face. Hermione, well Hermione
just look shocked.
"Ginny," Harry said. "No matter what, No matter what! I'll take care of this baby, Virginia." Ginny looked wide-eyed at Harry and Ron looked about ready to attack his best friend on the spot.
"Harry, " Ginny told him, "I'm not pregnant." Harry went pale, very pale.
"Then, what, why uhh, I'm confused!"
Fred and George began to snicker, as all eyes turned to them. Mrs. Weasley began to get the colour back in her face, actually a lot more then she had before. Fred and George knew they were gonna get it bad. So having nothing else to do they turned to their back up plan.
"Harry's been shagging Ginny!" The twins shouted at the same time. All eyes quickly shifted from Fred and George to Harry and Ginny. Harry, who was mixed with utter confusion and embarrassment, fainted, and Fred and George slipped out in all the commotion.
***
"Fred, George!" They heard from behind them, as they saw Hermione Granger running up behind them. "Wait!" she called. Wondering what she wanted they stopped and turned to face the 16-year-old girl.
"Yah," Fred asked. "Need something?" Hermione caught up to them and put her hand on her knees as she attempted to regain her breath.
"What was that about?" She asked the two boys. "Harry thought Ginny was pregnant, and for some reason I'm getting the impression that you guys aren't telling the 'class' something." Fred grinned, but it was quickly wiped off his face when George elbowed him and nodded toward the cottage, where a very angry Mrs. Weasley was emerging.
"Come this way," George motioned as they quickly left from Mrs. Weasley's path of rage.
***
Fred and George showed Hermione their secret way to the rooftop, and they led her up on to the roof, where they sat and began to talk.
"Well Hermione," Fred began. "Long story behind the Harry, Ginny affair."
"In other words, we saw a very ruffled Harry, with inside out pants, I might add, coming out of Ginny bedroom the other night." George told her. "And unlike our brother Ron, We don't get angry,"
"We only get even," Fred finished with a grin.
"Stop finishing my sentences!" George said through gritted teeth.
"Sorry, It's a twin thing." Fred told Hermione and George at the same time.
"Listen guys," Hermione said. "I need to know something about your "sneaking around," you see Ron and I, god I can't believe I'm going to tell you this because knowing you, you'll probably make fun of us for it, but Ron and I have been thinking of, well you know, and I'm worried, about."
"Hermione, just remember," George told her. "It's not the size of the wave that matters."
"It's the motion of the ocean." Fred finished again, receiving a glare from George.
Hermione looked from Fred to George and back again. "What?"
"Hermione, you know what we mean." Fred winked. George smiled slyly at her and motioned for her to leave their hiding spot.
***
"You slept with Ginny?!?!?!?!" Ron yelled. "You slept with my baby sister?!?!" Ron was angrily pacing his room, while Harry was sitting on Ron's with an ashamed look on his face. Ginny stood in the corner of the room, with a dark glare on her face. "And Ginny, I'm so unbelievably ashamed of you. With my best friend, of all people."
"What would you rather?" Ginny retorted, her patients finally snapping. "Would rather I slept with Draco Malfoy?!?!"
"Yes!" Ron shouted back, before he thought.
"Good, cause I already have." She said with a slight smirk. Suddenly all the colour of Ron's glowing red face drained out until he was white as a ghost.
"Y-y-y-you, what?" Harry stuttered.
"Yes you both heard me right." Ginny snapped at the two 16-year-old boys. "He's here on vacation for your information, so ha!" With that she stormed out of the room, leaving the two boys in more confusion than they had been when they entered.
"Ginny," Harry said. "No matter what, No matter what! I'll take care of this baby, Virginia." Ginny looked wide-eyed at Harry and Ron looked about ready to attack his best friend on the spot.
"Harry, " Ginny told him, "I'm not pregnant." Harry went pale, very pale.
"Then, what, why uhh, I'm confused!"
Fred and George began to snicker, as all eyes turned to them. Mrs. Weasley began to get the colour back in her face, actually a lot more then she had before. Fred and George knew they were gonna get it bad. So having nothing else to do they turned to their back up plan.
"Harry's been shagging Ginny!" The twins shouted at the same time. All eyes quickly shifted from Fred and George to Harry and Ginny. Harry, who was mixed with utter confusion and embarrassment, fainted, and Fred and George slipped out in all the commotion.
***
"Fred, George!" They heard from behind them, as they saw Hermione Granger running up behind them. "Wait!" she called. Wondering what she wanted they stopped and turned to face the 16-year-old girl.
"Yah," Fred asked. "Need something?" Hermione caught up to them and put her hand on her knees as she attempted to regain her breath.
"What was that about?" She asked the two boys. "Harry thought Ginny was pregnant, and for some reason I'm getting the impression that you guys aren't telling the 'class' something." Fred grinned, but it was quickly wiped off his face when George elbowed him and nodded toward the cottage, where a very angry Mrs. Weasley was emerging.
"Come this way," George motioned as they quickly left from Mrs. Weasley's path of rage.
***
Fred and George showed Hermione their secret way to the rooftop, and they led her up on to the roof, where they sat and began to talk.
"Well Hermione," Fred began. "Long story behind the Harry, Ginny affair."
"In other words, we saw a very ruffled Harry, with inside out pants, I might add, coming out of Ginny bedroom the other night." George told her. "And unlike our brother Ron, We don't get angry,"
"We only get even," Fred finished with a grin.
"Stop finishing my sentences!" George said through gritted teeth.
"Sorry, It's a twin thing." Fred told Hermione and George at the same time.
"Listen guys," Hermione said. "I need to know something about your "sneaking around," you see Ron and I, god I can't believe I'm going to tell you this because knowing you, you'll probably make fun of us for it, but Ron and I have been thinking of, well you know, and I'm worried, about."
"Hermione, just remember," George told her. "It's not the size of the wave that matters."
"It's the motion of the ocean." Fred finished again, receiving a glare from George.
Hermione looked from Fred to George and back again. "What?"
"Hermione, you know what we mean." Fred winked. George smiled slyly at her and motioned for her to leave their hiding spot.
***
"You slept with Ginny?!?!?!?!" Ron yelled. "You slept with my baby sister?!?!" Ron was angrily pacing his room, while Harry was sitting on Ron's with an ashamed look on his face. Ginny stood in the corner of the room, with a dark glare on her face. "And Ginny, I'm so unbelievably ashamed of you. With my best friend, of all people."
"What would you rather?" Ginny retorted, her patients finally snapping. "Would rather I slept with Draco Malfoy?!?!"
"Yes!" Ron shouted back, before he thought.
"Good, cause I already have." She said with a slight smirk. Suddenly all the colour of Ron's glowing red face drained out until he was white as a ghost.
"Y-y-y-you, what?" Harry stuttered.
"Yes you both heard me right." Ginny snapped at the two 16-year-old boys. "He's here on vacation for your information, so ha!" With that she stormed out of the room, leaving the two boys in more confusion than they had been when they entered.