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Author's Note: Thank you all for your phenomenal reviews! It really was one of the main reasons why I got in to write this chapter so quick. I all ready have some really funny ideas I came up with a bit ago. This chapter will really have no purpose, but I wanted to have some fun. It'll be quick and it wasn't part of my original plan. So think of this chapter as a "bonus feature" or chapter 6 ½, even though it'll be labeled chapter 7... anyways, that's enough of my blabbing, on with the chapter! (Also- I updated by bio- check it out!) btw- I LOVE that maroon 5 song!

Chapter 7: The Night Has Yet to End

Ron and Hermione sat side-by-side, in the still quietness for about 30 minutes, but who was counting? The darkness had set in well, and the tide was brimming up the beach, slowly, steadily. The wind had picked up over the ocean and was now blowing over the two, picking up Hermione's curls and blowing them all over Ron's face.

Ron lifted a hand and brushed the loose curls from her face, looking into her eyes affectionately, and she smiled at him. "Thanks" She whispered, not daring to disrupt the moment.

He leaned forward slightly and kissed her gently on the lips, and she moaned gently, sinking deeper into the sand, the small grains forming a mold around them, filling in any empty spaces, and providing a warm cushioning for them, making them more comfortable.

Hermione sighed. "We'd better get back to the luau." And she attempted to look down at him, but only giggled when he tickled her on the stomach. She swatted his arm, and he smiled at her. He moved an inch so that he could rest his head on her chest.

"5 more minutes." He groaned sleepily, and snuggled into her stomach. Hermione giggled and ran her fingers through his hair, massaging his head gently.

"And what'll everyone say when they've noticed we've been gone?" She looked down at him, and kissed him lightly on his head. He smiled and snuggled her stomach again. "C'mon, Ron, you know if Professor McGonnagal found us here, like this, we'd be expelled."

Yawning, he said, "You just have to go and ruin this fun." And he started to get up, kissing her as he came to her eye level. She giggled and kissed him back, sweetly, and they broke away.

"If I don't, we'd be here all night." Her mind seemed to come back to her now.

"..And what's the problem with that?" he smiled sweetly, adding a little bit of a yawn for dramatic effect.

"Nothing... but I don't feel like getting expelled." She sighed.

"You and your worries. But if it makes you feel better, we'll head back. I wouldn't want to be the cause of getting you in trouble for the first time anyways." He smiled, now sitting himself up entirely and stretching.

"Thank you." And she proceeded to get herself up. "Hey, I just realized something." She looked quizzical, almost as if she was making a major decision.

"What's that?" He was curious, and unsure of where she was going.

"How're we going to tell everyone?"

"You're right. They'll flip when they find out because it took us so long to realize it. They'll just remind us that they knew long before we did. I hate it when they're right." He huffed, defeat coming over him.

"What do you suggest we do, Ronald?" She crossed her arms at him, for no apparent reason, but just for the fun of it.

"You feel like keeping it a secret for a bit?" He smiled mischievously.

"What?!" She was wide-eyed now, and a little taken aback.

"Hermione, before you go and yell at me saying how we shouldn't be ashamed of us or anything, just let me finish." She gaped at him, knowing he could read her mind, her every thought. "We don't want to prove them right, right?" she nodded. "Right. So, all I'm merely suggesting, and you know I'm not ashamed of us in any way, that we toy with them for a bit. You know, see how they like being tricked. I mean, they did it to us!"

"Hmm..." she was considering this, carefully, and knowing Hermione, had already made a pro's and cons list inside her mind and was racking through it to see which side was more plausible. "Okay." She smiled.

"This trip," He paused, his smile growing more every second, "just got a bit more interesting." And they laughed together before walking back to the luau, hand in hand, barefoot along the beach.

Meanwhile...

"Hit me!" Dean bellowed from the bar, ordering 'rounds' of drinks for him and his friends, though none seemed to get past him. The bartender seemed intimidated, and thoroughly frightened at his becoming state, but it was all non-alcoholic, and Dean's 'drunkenness' was all in his mind. This is what made it all the more amusing for the surrounding Gryffindors and classmates.

Harry chuckled, and slid him a shot of 'firewhiskey'. Only Dean didn't know that it was actually cherry coke. He popped his head back and took the 'shot' full on, then turned to Parvati, smiling sheepishly. "Hey baby."

She looked amused. "Hey there." She winked flirtatiously at him, toying with him.

He bent low to her and whispered in her ear, "Let's say you and me go somewhere where we can really be alone." and he wagged his eyebrows at her. She rolled her eyes. "Okay. Take me wherever you desire." And everyone around her gasped. He took her by the hand and sped her away a few dozen yards and she turned around and winked at them, clearly having something planned. This should be good.

Harry wrapped his arm around Ginny, who blushed, by the way, and looked around at the chaos. The soft fabric of his green Hawaiian print shirt was pressed against her cheek, and she could feel the heat rise up in her face. She put her arm around his waist, because he was too tall to even attempt to put her arm around his neck. He smiled down at her, and she smiled up at him. The hand that wasn't on Harry was holding a virgin Strawberry Daiquiri, which she took a sip, hoping to stable her temperature a bit.

She looked around, and immediately spit out her drink with what she saw. George was leading the conga line again, still in his coconut bra and grass skirt, a lei of brightly colored tropical flowers around his neck, and one particularly bright pink one was tucked behind his right ear. He looked like he had been drinking quite a bit, and everyone knew from the sight of him that what he'd been drinking was, in fact, alcoholic.

Behind him was Fred who looked rather intoxicated himself. He was the second in the line and was singing:

Ole Ole Ole Ole

Feeling Hot Hot HOT

I'm Hot. You're Hot.

He's Hot. She's hot.

He was dancing dramatically, almost as if he had just come straight off the Caribbean islands, and was, well, just being Fred. And behind him, 20 or so guys and girls, all tropically clothed, were all conga-ing behind him, dancing, laughing, having fun.

Fred turned his head to his left and saw Angelina, looking at her as if he had just seen her for the first time. "Mui Caliente!" He shouted, and spun out of the line, and the person behind him grabbed onto George's shoulders, and he grabbed Angelina by her waist, pulled her close to him, dipped her down low, and kissed her fiercely. She let out a soft little scream but was silenced by his kiss, and kissed back, knowing well in advance that everyday she lived with him would be an adventure worth living.

George, having also spotted his Katie, winked at the guy behind him to let him know he would be leading. "Ay Carumba!" He bellowed at the top of his lungs, and he walked over to Katie, stumbling a little bit, and slurred something into her ear. She blushed brightly, looked down at her stomach, and then giggled, running off to somewhere down the beach, holding hands and frolicking in the sand.

They passed, and almost ran into, Ron and Hermione, who were coming closer to the luau area. Both of them, Ron and Hermione, that is, were each sporting a very deep blush and a smile that wouldn't fade as they came closer. They each had no idea as how to manipulate the minds' of their closest friends, but knew to follow the lead of whoever spoke first. They approached Harry, Ginny, and the rest of their little group. Ron gave Hermione's hand a light squeeze, and then let go, putting his hands in his pockets.

"Whoa, what'd we miss?" he said, laughing slightly, seeing Fred, who was now twirling his fiancée wildly around the dance floor, kissing her quite a bit every time she came close enough.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Ginny said sarcastically, and smiled, as if she almost knew. His smile almost gave it all away. Almost.

"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?" He crossed him arms over his chest, and Hermione couldn't help but steal a glance at his muscles, but then quickly averted her eyes back to meet Harry and Ginny's.

"Where were you two, mate? And why were you gone so long?" Harry spoke for Ginny, thinking the same thing as her, and speaking on both their behalf.

"Why do you have your arm around my sister?" Ron narrowed his eyes and smiled, glaring at him. Good, this way I don't have to lie just yet. He thought.

"I asked you first." He said simply. It was Harry's turn to glare knowingly, though he was sure he knew the answer, he was much more content if he knew his assumptions were true.

"Why do you want to know?" Okay, Good. Asking questions is much better than falling out our plan. Oh yeah, I'm a genius. And Ron chuckled slightly to himself.

"Why aren't you answering me?"

"Why are you questioning me?"

Ginny had had enough of this. So did Hermione. He would end up ruining their mischievous little plan, so she decided to stop him while he was ahead.

"Boys. Let's just party, okay?" Hermione smiled and winked at Ron, just as Harry turned to look at Ginny, looking into her eyes and smiling sympathetically. His smile told her everything. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get so wrapped up. Forgive me? I'll make it up to you somehow. Was what it had said to her, though not literally. It wasn't a big deal, not at all. But him making it a bigger deal than it was was sweet of him. Harry was a sweet guy, after all.

"Okay." They both said together, though each cast a sideways glance toward the other that only meant, You can't hide what you're hiding for long. I'm onto you and I'll know soon enough. Instead, they smiled it off, and Ron, copying Harry, feeling as it wouldn't arouse any new suspicions, put his arm around Hermione and ordered them some drinks; a Shirley Temple for her, a Coca Cola for him.

He returned to where everyone was standing and handed Hermione her drink, "Here you go, 'Mione." He said, smiling at her, and he took a sip of his own drink.

"Thank you." She said sweetly, and sipped it casually.

"So do you think we-"She began to whisper in his ear, but cut herself off when she heard severe yelling from a few feet away.

"Oy! You already have one on the way! Do you want more kids 'fore this one's even born?!" Fred yelled, waving his arms in the air at his twin, who had returned from his little 'outing' with Katie, who's hair was in disarray and buttons on her shirt seemed to be mismatched. George's hair was sticking up at all angles, and he appeared to have lip gloss smudges all over his face. He was grinning sheepishly, as if his brother's words were going in one ear and out the other.

Fred huffed and murmured something about "Unbelievable," before he proceeded back to spinning his fiancée around the dance floor, paying only focus to her, and having the time of his life.

Harry attempted to hula with Ginny, because she appeared to have picked up the concept quite well, and now only needed someone to dance with. His attempt wasn't going too well though, because as she moved to the rhythms and quirky beats, he would be moving in the opposite direction, not even aware he was doing so. She just giggled at this, put her hands on his hips, and tried to move his hips in correlation to hers, so it looked like they both knew how to dance together.

In defeat, however, they both gave up, and, very exhaustedly, went over to an expanded 8-person cabana, where they each collapsed into two chairs right next to the other.

"I'm beat." Ginny panted, helping herself to glasses of water.

"I'm exhausted." Harry said, helping himself to glasses of water. Ginny applied more lip gloss then went to check her hair in the mirror.

"Fancy a walk?" Ginny turned to him, getting up from her chair and standing behind him.

"Don't you know it?" He said, getting up from his chair, clearly forgetting his state of tiredness. Ron yawned somewhere to his left and Hermione was talking homework with Hannah, and Seamus was, well, around.

"I thought they were tired." Hermione murmured so only Hannah could hear. Hannah laughed lightly and Ginny turned to them.

"What's so funny?" she said, crossing her arms.

"Nothing." They both said together, a little quicker than they should have. Ginny rolled her eyes.

"We'll be back soon." She said, walking away.

"Take your time!" Hermione called after her, and began laughing. Her fist landed on the table, which awoke an almost sleeping Ron with a start. He smiled at her, then closed his eyes and leaned back against the table, staring absent-mindedly at Hermione.

Harry and Ginny walked a few feet away before Harry stopped them and spun her around, only a couple yards from their cabana. The stars were a little more visible on the clear night and the moon was full and awake in their presence.

"Hey, Ron would kill me if I took you any farther." Harry said, smiling down at her, and nodding towards where her older brother was almost sleeping at the table.

"I suppose he would." She said nonchalantly, and winked at him. She took a step towards him so that the couple was only standing a few feet apart.

A large gust of wind blew around them and, by instinct, Ginny turned herself against the wind, the cool air sweeping her face, and she closed her eyes peacefully, allowing the air to encircle her. She spread open her arms and stood there against the face of the wind, enjoying the freedom it brought to her.

She almost forgot Harry was there, until he spoke up, "Uh, Gin? Have you been hanging around Luna too much lately?"

She awoke out of her trance to slap him lightly on the shoulder, mock glaring. The wind was still blowing lightly and her flaming red hair was going in all directions. When it finally died down, her hair was in a mess around her head. She just stood there, smiling at him through her sea of hair, attempting to remove it.

He brought a hand up to a particular strand that fell in front of her face and brushed it behind her ear, his hand rubbing the side of her cheek. "There you go." He said, and smiled at her yet again.

"Thanks for that." She said, and continued to fix her hair. It was a nervous habit, one that would unlikely be broken, but everyone has their traits.

"One more thing." He said, and he walked a few feet away to a patch of daisies that were growing by the edge of the beach. He picked a bright blue one (A/N: yes, they do exist. I've seen them) and walked back over to her slowly, brushing little grains of sand off it and making it look perfect.

He came back to where he was standing before and tucked the flower behind her left ear. "There. Now you look even more perfect than you did before." And he hugged her.

All she could do was smile and hug him back, not believing that this had all just happened. She was alone with Harry on a vacation away from school. He was being really sweet to her. She liked him and maybe it was possible that he liked her, too. They still had 5 days left in this trip and if any of them were close to what this night had been, well, she knew that this would surely be the trip of her life.

The night is young, she thought, and so am I. And with that, she had dragged Harry back to the cabana, knowing that everything they had said was surely heard by the occupants of their table.

2 nights down, and 5 more to go. She thought. Only god knows what tomorrow brings. Surprises shall await me and I shall take them head on, suspecting nothing, but rather embracing time. Life is short. Live it to the fullest every day. I guess I'd better make up for lost time, then. This trip will have a trademark, I must remember every aspect of this trip, inside and out, and remember the way I feel right now is pretty damn Harry- happy! HAPPY. God, I couldn't get that boy off my mind no matter now hard I tried.

A/N: well, that's the end of that chapter! It was a short, little one and I hope y'all enjoyed it! PLEASE read and review! Especially those of you I know and I gave this link to! It helps to hear/see what everyone has to say! And yea I'm sorry if the ending to this was a little, off, but more will happen, and I know I like to do situations with walks, but I needed to get Harry and Ginny away from Ron! Haha! I'll post after 35 reviews! So keep reviewing please! xoxoxo