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And The Truth Comes Out

Picnics and Proposing

Chapter Three

'Harry, behind you!' Ginny shouted as she lunged forward, aiming the Quaffle at the middle ring.

Harry snapped his neck over his shoulder, scanning everywhere for the snitch. The three of them were currently involved in a heated game of Quidditch, Harry as Seeker, Ron as Keeper, and Ginny as Chaser. Hermione, much to Ron's loud protest sat in on the side lines with her nose buried deep within Hogwarts: A History which she was now reading for the four hundredth time that year.

The three Quidditch players were completely drenched in sweat since the sun was shining as bright and hot as could be, not a cloud in the sky. It was almost lunch at this point and Harry had already caught the Snitch four times, each time causing the game to start over.

Ron pelted over to the third ring and grabbed the Quaffle Ginny had just thrown, attempting to score another goal. 'This would be much more fun if we had more players,' he whined just loud enough for Hermione to hear as he glared directly at her.

'Subtle, that one there.' Harry muttered to Ginny as he hovered next to her now, still searching for the Snitch.

'Ron, please!' Hermione shouted up at him, 'I don't even want to be out here so you can either allow me to read my book in peace or I'll just leave!'

Harry took this opportunity to grab the Snitch which was floating just by Ginny's arm. 'We won ... again,' he informed Ron, breaking in on what would soon become their third Quidditch argument that morning.

Ginny tore her eyes away from the battle brewing between her brother and Hermione, 'Yes! Way to go!' she reached out to give him a high five which Harry granted her instantly.

Although she had spent the time it took them to get their Quidditch supplies and come down to the pitch in a sour mood, still hung up on the mention of Kelli, Ginny's attitude had change once they had begun playing. Harry couldn't possibly express his happiness with this.

'Sorry, mate, I guess Gin and I are just that good!' he grinned as Ginny took the Snitch from him and started playing with it.

Ron began to mumble to himself about how it wasn't fair, two against one ... what did they expect. 'Oh please!' Ginny rolled her eyes, 'another game, dear brother?'

'Nah, I think I've had enough of the two of you and your victory gloating,' Ron lowered himself to the ground, 'I'm starving, lets get something to eat in the kitchens and go for that walk.'

'We so beat his butt!' Ginny laughed as they, too, lowered themselves to the ground. 'Come on, Mione! Lunch time!'

'Thank Merlin! This sun was killing me,' Hermione pulled herself off the bench she had been resting on throughout the game and walked over to meet them halfway on the pitch.

Just like always Ron and Hermione fell into step, side by side while Harry and Ginny followed behind, one next to the other. Harry couldn't help but notice this as he smiled to himself.

'What are you grinning at? If you're going to keep staring off into space with a smile on your face everyone will begin to think the great Harry Potter has gone off his rocker.' Ginny shoved him gently as they quickly shoved everything back into the Quidditch supply area and set off toward the castle once more.

Harry laughed quietly at this, 'It's nothing, just thinking.'

'About this evening?' Ginny's smile widened as she thought about the potion they had slipped into Ron's drink the night before. 'This is gonna be so wicked, Harry. They'll finally do some useful talking instead of all that pointless bickering. It'll be nice ... even though they'll probably kill us afterward. If those two finally get together out deaths will be worth it.'

'Nah-uh. If they want to kill anyone it'll be you Gin. It was your master plan, you're the brains behind this operation. If it goes down, you're going alone.' Harry joked as they walked past a group of first years who were giggling loudly within their group of friends.

Ginny faked shock, 'You mean to tell me that if they want to get their revenge you're on the next Knight Bus out of here? Harry ... I thought I meant more to you than that. Clearly I was wrong.' She put her hand to her forehead to add a touch more dramatic emphasis.

'Ah, Gin, you do, you do. You mean more to me than my own arm, but sadly, I don't think the way I want to go is by death of best friend. So sorry. Plus, as I pointed out, this is all your doing. Poor Harry Potter, his mind was corrupt by a stunning redheaded menace! What could I have done? There was no hope for me there. But if Ron and Mione decide it's revenge time they'll definitely go after you.'

Ginny cocked an eyebrow, 'Hmm, and why is that?' she folded her arms across her chest.

'Well they'll know that it wasn't my idea in the first place,' he shrugged simply.

'Sorry, Harry, but I've got news for you: if I'm going down ... I'm taking you with me.' Ginny laughed as she pushed open the doors to the front corridor.

'What are you two smiling about?' Ron interjected as they got closer to them.

'Nothing,' Harry and Ginny both replied in unison, smiling sweetly.

'Did you want to put something fresh on before we grab some lunch?' Ron asked his sister and best friend.

'Oh, Ron,' Hermione sighed in frustration. 'When will you start listening in class? There's a simple spell that'll make you all look and smell as good as knew!' She took her wand out from her cloak and swished in three times, once infront of each of them then said the incantation. 'There you go.'

'Wow, Mione. You're good.' Ginny beamed as she pulled at her new, clean, top.

'Why thank you.' Hermione grinned. 'Lets go down to the kitchens and get something to eat, we can take it outside. Like a picnic.'

'How about you and Mione go down and get some food, Harry and I will meet you in front of the oak tree; by the lake. We'll set up over there,' Ginny suggested as they started to walk off, not waiting for an answer.

'Those two are made for each other ... they're both just too thick to see it,' Ginny grumbled as they re-entered the grounds, the hot sun glowering above them.

Harry laughed and began running, 'Come on, I'll race you to the lake,' he shouted over his shoulder.

'Hey! That's not fair!' She yelled at him as she took off too.

Panting they both flung themselves down on the ground next to the tree. 'I won,' Ginny grinned slyly.

Harry clutched his stomach, 'Somehow, even when I win you do ... have you noticed that, Gin?'

'Nope, don't know what you're talking about,' she poked him in the ribs, 'Come on, let's see you get us a blanket to sit on?' She rolled over onto her front and watched as Harry did as she asked, taking his wand out and pulling a blanket from thin air.

'You're getting good at that.' Ginny smirked as she recalled the blanket he had conjured up for the two of them last night in the Common Room where they had shared an over stuffed couch.

Harry raised an eyebrow as he crawled onto the blanket and took his place next to her. 'It comes in handy sometimes.'

'I'll bet,' she smiled as she rearranged herself so she was sitting up, her back propped against the oak tree.

'So? Harry, would your morning have been half as interesting if you had spent it with,' Ginny pulled a face, 'Kelli.'

Harry threw a handful of grass at her, 'you know I didn't even think twice about her invitation to spend today with her. I like my weekends full of Ron and Mione's constant arguing and you're cheeky comments.'

Ginny looked shocked, 'what cheeky comments! I don't have cheeky comments!' She grinned at Harry as she threw a handful of her own grass at him.

'Yes you do. Those ones you mutter under your breath so only I can hear,' he poked her in the side, making her laugh.

'Oh ... you mean like all those little things you say and do? The things I can only hear and feel?' Ginny replied as she poked him back.

'Why, Ginny! I don't know what you mean!' Harry poked her again, only this time she grabbed his hand in an attempt to keep it away from her ribs.

'Yes you do. All of those little pokes and hand games you play under the table so my brother and Mione can't see. All those secret smiles only I get. Poor Harry, if I didn't already know you were madly in love with Kelli,' she stopped to watch his reaction, 'I would think you liked me ... no! You loooved me!' She sang, batting her eye lashes.

Harry couldn't help it, he laughed aloud, giving up on trying to worm his hand out of hers. Instead he poked her with his other free hand. 'Yeah, well you know, Kelli's really just that special someone I barely ever talk to,' he joked as she giggled, pushing his other hand away from her.

'Aww, look at the love birds, Ron!' Hermione appeared next to Harry from behind the tree.

'So sweet.' Ron came into view beside her.

Smirking, Harry and Ginny quickly let their hands fall back into their laps. 'What'd you get?'

'You sure you're hungry, mate? After all that mushy stuff with you and Ginny, which by the way we could see from a mile away, you'd think you too were to preoccupied to eat,' Ron grinned as he tossed a basket in front of them.

Ron and Hermione joined them on the blanket, facing them. Ron divided up the sandwiches and tarts as Hermione continued looking at the two sitting in front of them.

'They look so good together,' she informed Ron, 'you look so good together,' she then informed Harry and Ginny.

'Yeah, sure.' Ron grunted as he began eating.

'You should give it a try ...' Hermione smiled.

'What are you on about? You're muttering to yourself again, going crazy ... nice and slowly.'

'Oh shut it, Ron,' she smacked him lightly on the chest, then added, 'Don't you think they should try going out?'

At this Harry jumped to one knee, 'Yeah, Ginny! What do you say? Marry me!' he joked as he tried to keep a straight face.

'Well, Harry. You know how I've always said I would never say yes without seeing the ring first ... but since I've known you for years now, I suppose I can make an exception just this once. That and I know you're loaded!' She grinned as she pushed him back down next to her.

They both laughed at their little joke as Ron and Hermione started blankly at them, 'I don't understand their odd sence of humor, Ron.' Hermione informed him as she stared at a sandwich.

'Just eat and ignore them,' Ron explained.

'Sheesh. Party poopers.' Ginny sighed as she began to pick out the small bits of celery from her sandwich and placed them on a napkin.

Harry took the top off of his and put his lettuce on her top piece of bread and began putting the chopped celery into his. 'So this evening it'll kick in?' he asked.

'Yeah, most likely. Wont this be fun?' Ginny murmured as she rearrange her lettuce.

'Almost as fun as proposing.' Harry grinned without looking up at her.

'What was that?' Hermione asked as she took a bite of her lunch.

'Nothing, nothing.' They both said, identical grins plastered to their face.