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And The Truth Comes Out

Poor Ron

Chapter Four

'Harry?' Ginny's expression didn't change as she asked him, 'Are you ready? Any minute now.'

He, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione were sitting in front of the empty fireplace in the Gryffindor Common Room, they had just come up from dinner and were all too full to move very much. Ron and Hermione were sitting face to face, arguing about something that had happened at the dinner table, though it had been going on for far too long now so no one could really remember what they had started fighting about in the first place. It had started off with Ron calling Hermione a know-it-all, stubborn witch, and from there the snowball effect began to play out. She had then called him some name or another and before anyone could bat an eyelash it had slipped into a full blown fight.

Since then, though, sometime after they left the Great Hall but before they reached the Common Room Ron and Hermione had lowered the volume on their fighting, much to Harry and Ginny's relief. Now, the two who were quietly at each other's throats sat on one couch while he and Ginny sat opposite them, sharing the sofa they had spent the night on.

'I can't believe we're doing this, it's just so evil,' Harry muttered under his breath as he watched Hermione poke Ron in the chest after calling him a git.

'You losing nerve on me, Potter?' He could see her eyebrow shoot up. 'I thought you were more brave than that.'

'Yeah right. I just hope you know what you're doing,' he said as both their eyes glazed over, tired of watching the fight.

'Harry? Test him, check if it's working.' Ginny smiled wickedly, 'Hurry.'

'Why me?' He protested as their attention snapped back to the two in front of them.

'Because! Be a gentleman!' Ginny complained, then her shoulders slumped a bit.

Harry sighed, he was so whipped. 'Hey, Ron?' He ventured into their battle stubbornly, 'Why are you and Mione fighting?'

Ron's head snapped; as if he just realized his best friend and baby sister were there, 'Hmm? Oh, because Mione over here just can't accept the fact that I'm not as into my studies as she is!'

'That is so not true Ronald Weasley! You're just lazy!' Hermione said shrilly.

'Did you just call me Ronald? Why would you do that? You know how much I hate --'

The two tuned out again and Ginny began tapping her knee impatiently against the sofa cushion under her. Harry watched as she did this for a little while longer, eyeing it as he pretended to watch his best friends. As she did this he couldn't help but smile, her Hogwarts uniform skirt had, when she had sat down next to him, bunched up a bit, leaving her knees and a small about of thigh bare. Harry couldn't help but notice this as he watched her.

'If it had started working he would have said he couldn't remember why they were fighting ...' Ginny trailed off.

Tap, tap, tap. Her knee kept hitting the sofa softly.

'Yeah ... I guess we'll have to wait a bit longer.' Harry told her, a bit distracted.

Tap, tap, tap.

'I'm getting nervous, why wont it just work already!'

Tap, tap, tap.

Harry couldn't take it, he smirked and took his hand off the back of the sofa and placed it quickly on her knee to stop the bouncing. 'You're driving me crazy! Do you take pleasure in knowing how insane you can make me?' He muttered to her.

Ginny, a bit confused at first since she was still thinking about the potion, watched as his hand didn't move off her bare knee. After a few silent seconds she grinned, 'Actually, Harry, I do enjoy making you crazy ... it's something of a pass time for me. Right before 'Get Ron and Hermione Together' comes 'Make Harry Fidget'. Am I doing a good job?' she grinned.

Before he had the chance to answer she pulled the hem of her skirt down, covering her knee and knocking his hand off.

'For God's sake, Gin!' Harry complained lowly, taking his hands and rubbing his face with them.

'What's wrong Harry?' Hermione asked, cutting Ron's ranting short.

'I make him squirm ...' Ginny grinned evilly, poking him in the cheek. She moved a bit closer to him and put her head on his chest as she began drawing circles with her finger by his stomach.

'Gin!' Harry whined, massaging the back of his neck. Just then his leg started to jingle.

Now the two had both Ron and Hermione's attention. 'What the hell?' Ron seemed livid. Even Harry had to admit, if he ever found his sister in a situation much like this he probably would have killed the bloke with his bare hands. Lucky for him, though, he and Ron had been best friends since they were eleven, so maybe he wouldn't kill him ... just torture him.

Harry took the small silence in which Ron started at Ginny with wide eyes, to slip away and sink into an arm chair next to the couch they had been sharing. He breathed silently to himself, trying to concentrate on his shoe.

'What?' Ginny's eyes narrowed.

'Don't act like that with him! You're still my baby sister, and he's still my best friend!' Ron spit out instantly.

Ginny looked at Harry with the most evil grin he had ever seen, one that could only say 'it starting to kick in.'

'Alright ... sorry, Ron. I was just teasing.' She smiled brightly as she threw Harry another look, this time, though, it looked more like a smirk.

'Yeah, sorry, Ron. You know I'd never ... we'd never ... I wont ...' Harry began, sputtering.

'Hey ... can I ask you something dear brother?' Ginny batted her eye lashes.

'What?' Ron grunted, still a bit angry at both his sister and best friend.

'Would it be okay if Mione acted that way with you?' Ginny's eyebrows shot up.

'WHAT!' Ron chocked out.

Hermione blushed the deepest red anyone had ever seen, and looked from Harry to Ginny and back again, she was catching on quickly.

'Ginny, I don't know what you're talking about.' Ron muttered as he sat back in the sofa, 'But Harry you keep your hands off of my baby sister. Just because we're best friends doesn't mean I wont kill you if I ever find you ...' Ron shuttered, 'I mean, I know how flirty you two can be, but I figured it was just some warped sense of humor the two of you shared ...'

'Damn, guess it still hasn't kicked in completely ... if he can still dodge questions.' Ginny muttered as Ron continued his ranting.

Harry looked over at Hermione who was picking at a piece of thread on her skirt. Poor girl.

'Is this some weird pass time of yours? Making every guy near you uncomfortable?' Harry raised an eyebrow in suspicion.

Ginny giggled quietly under her breath, 'That made you uncomfortable?'

'In front of your overprotective brother - yes!' Harry informed her.

'Oh, so you weren't uncomfortable when we were sleeping on this couch last night?' She cocked an eyebrow.

'Gin, do not tell Ron about that. There's no way he'll let me live long enough to explain that nothing happened!' Harry told her as she gave him a look, 'Nothing happened!' He repeated as she smirked.

'I know, I know, relax.' She whispered.

'Are you even listening!' Ron interjected.

'Yeah, um Ron? Dear brother. Do you like anyone?' Ginny returned her attention to a fuming Ron.

'Yes.' Ron spit out. Then, upon hearing himself his eyes widened and he looked confusingly at the two sitting in front of him. 'What the hell did you two do!'

Before either of them could answer, Hermione, who had kept quiet until then, looked up; her face full of hurt. 'You do?' She slouched a bit, 'Do I know her?'

'Yes, very well, in fact.' Ron shot out. He hit his forehead once it had come out. 'What the hell - I'm going to kill you two!' He glared at Harry and Ginny. 'Take it off right now!'

'What are you talking about, Ron?' Ginny smiled sweetly, 'Take what off?'

'Veritaserum ... I knew it.' Hermione looked at her.

'What are you looking at me for?' She pouted, 'It was all Harry's idea!'

Shocked, Harry grinned, 'You are the most evil girl I've ever met, Ginny Weasley!' He pushed her gently.

'Seriously, Mione, I'm just as shocked as you are.' Ginny opened her mouth in surprise as she looked over at Hermione. 'But since Ron's under a truth potion, did you have any questions you'd like to ask him? If not I -- er ... I mean Harry! came up with a few.' She grinned sheepishly as Ron and Hermione glared at her and Harry shook his head, smiling to himself.

Poor Ron.