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A/N: Hello everyone! This is Broken Monroe here…formerly Madelyn Leigh. This is my first fanfic since uhhh like 2003 so take it easy dammit! For anyone who's read my other stories, this one is going to be quite different, I'm older now so I want it to be a tad more , whats the word…oh yeah, GOOD. Anyways, the plot of this won't really come through for a while but trust me when it does it will be good… and FYI: things may seem vurry vurry rushed, don't worry about it its meant to be that way! Ok my minions read on! You review, you get an outstanding mention in my next chapter. YOINK!
PS. IN ORDER FOR THIS STORY TO WORK YOU MUST PRETEND THAT THE SERIOUS BITS OF THE 6TH BOOK DIDN'T HAPPEN! DUMBLEDORE IS ALIVE, VOLDEMORT IS BACK, HERMIONE AND RON ARE DATING, SO ARE GINNY AND HARRY. BILL AND FLEUR ARE STILL GETTING HITCHED! Any questions email me k? pleeeassseee review!
Chapter One
Hermione thanked Stan Shunpike and watched as the Knight Bus let out a great boom, turning madly on its side as it rounded the corner. Feeling her stomach lurch at the remembrance of the bumpy ride, she turned toward the magically teetering house in front of her. A sigh of content escaped her lips. "The Burrow," she thought to herself. "And Ron."
She grinned mischieviously and knocked the steel door knocker that looked as though it might fall off the huge oak door any second. Hermione stifled a laugh as the lion's head on the knocker yelped in pain, than snarled at the unexpected visitor. She waited for a few moments, and when no one came to the door she knocked again, just barely pulling her fingers away in time as the steel lion tried to bite her finger off.
"Give me a bleeding second!"
Hermione recognized the deep, sleepy sounding voice and she felt her heart give a little flip of anticipation. She heard Ron fumbling with the many locks and anti dark magic enchantments on the door, swearing occasionally. He slowly cracked the door open just enough to peer through. He pointed his wand through the crack. His eyes fell first on the trunk bearing the Hogwarts crest, then his gaze travelled up to the trunk's owner. He dropped his wand and let out a yell of surprise.
"Hermione!" He threw open the door and picked up his girlfriend; twirling her around once before pulling her in a close embrace.
"How did you, what are you, I mean why didn't you owl me to let me know you were coming?" Ron's expression turned worrysome when Hermione didn't answer right away.
"Something wrong?"
Hermione gave him a playful shove. "Of course not. My parents went to France for the rest of the summer and I didn't want to go because I missed you so much already. I thought I'd show up and give you a nice surprise."
Ron pulled her closer. "Mmm, a lovely surprise it is, too."
He brought his face down to Hermione's and kissed her lovingly. After a few minutes Ron pulled away. He opened the door all the way and dragged Hermione's trunk inside, gesturing that she follow him into the house.Hermione entered into the kitchen of The Burrow and quietly shut the door behind her. Ron was already beginning to drag her trunk upstairs when she cleared her throat loudly. Ron looked at her inquisitively.
"What's up, love?"
"What on earth are you wearing?"
Ron looked down at his ensemble. He was still in his pajamas, red and yellow "Chudley Cannons" boxers that had been bewitched to have the players zooming around his shorts, and a pair of maroon socks with an "R" on them that his mother had sewn for him.
"Oh," he replied rather sheepishly. "I, uh, was still sleeping when you knocked on the door."
"Won't your mum kill you for walking around the house dressed so," she fluttered her eyelashes dramatically, "sparingly?" Ron gave Hermione a look.
"Ha ha, very funny. And yes she would, that is if she were here."
"I thought it seemed a bit quiet around here."
"Yeah, Mum and Dad are at the Ministry of Magic, Bill and Fleur are still on their honeymoon, and Ginny and Harry are off on holiday together." At this last statement Hermione's mouth fell open.
"Your parents let your sixteen year old sister go with her adult wizard boyfriend on a vacation, without any supervision at all?" Ron's smile faded somewhat.
"Yeah, well, to a certain extent they're so worried about You-Know-Who gaining so much power lately, they kind of worry that if Harry and Ginny don't go have some time alone together now, they might not ever get a chance too."
Hermione shuddered. "Don't say things like that."
Ron shrugged absentmindedly. "I know it's scary Hermione, but it's understandable reasoning at the same time."
Hermione cleared the frightening thoughts out of her head. "So," she said coyly. "About that outfit of yours." She walked up to Ron and traced the light line of hair from his belly button down to the top of his boxers with her finger.
"That's it!" Yelled Ron, feigning anger. Hermione shrieked with laughter as Ron grabbed her around the waist and tossed her over his left shoulder and started up the stairs. Hermione's trunk sat forgotten at the first step. Ron lightly slapped Hermione's backside, tossing her onto his bed.
"You were asking for this dah-ling," he said. With a leap he jumped on top of Hermione, planting a hard kiss on her smiling lips. She laughed and returned the kiss. They stayed upstairs the rest of the day, making up for a month of lost time.
Harry looked out the window of his hotel room, overlooking the beach. The sun was just rising in Maui, making the usually crystal blue waves seem orange. Ginny came up behind Harry and wrapped her arms around his waist.
"It's so beautiful," she murmured.
Harry took Ginny's hand in his. "You're beautiful."
She smiled and gave Harry a deep kiss. Pulling away from him, Ginny headed into the bedroom and pulled out a white sundress.
"I can't believe you planned this whole vacation without me finding out," she said dreamily. "You can be quite the romantic, you know."
Harry walked out of the living room and into the bedroom. "I can't believe your parents let you come."
"I still don't know how you got them to say yes."
"Well, I told them my exact intentions with you and they were more than happy to agree," Harry said with a small bow.
Ginny laughed, than asked, "Intentions?"
Harry gave her a small smile. "What? You think your parents would have agreed to let you come with me to Hawaii without believing that my intentions with their youngest child were completely honorable?"
Ginny snorted. "Honorable? Last night wasn't too honorable," she said with a wink.
"I suppose," Harry started slowly, "They knew that was going to happen regardless of whether we were away or not. But thankfully they don't have a problem with me because a little bit unhonorable with my fiancee." Ginny let her white sandals she was slipping on fall too the floor. "Fiancee?"
Harry conjured a black velvet box tied with a red ribbon out of his pocket. He opened it, revealing a white gold engagement ring with an emerald cut diamond in the center. It was very simple, but very beautiful.
"That is, if you'll have me."
Ginny's hands flew to her mouth. "I'm only sixteen, and we both have schooling to finish!"
Harry looked slightly crestfallen. "I know that, but I love you and you know how things are with Voldemort… I just wanted you to know you'd have me forever, no matter what might happen to me."
Ginny gave him a hurt look. "So are you just asking me to marry you because you think Voldemort will kill you, or because you don't think I can take care of myself?"
Harry looked shocked. "Baby, no! Of course not! You're the strongest woman I've ever known. I want to marry you because I love you and yes I do want to take care of you. That doesn't mean I don't think you can take care of yourself. Look, I know we're young and I know this sudden, but your parents gave me permission and I can't dream of being with anyone else. Don't get the wrong idea, I plan on being around for awhile, and I want to share all of that time with you."
Ginny swallowed tears forming in her hazel eyes. "I've loved you for six years, Harry. Of course I'll marry you." A lopsided grin broke out on Harry's face.
"But," Ginny said firmly. "You will be around for many years to come, so don't give me any shit about you going off to face Voldemort or something and never coming back." Harry slipped the ring on her finger. "I never imagined my fiancee closing our wedding proposal by saying 'shit'. You should know by nowVoldemort can't keep me away from you."
He cupped Ginny's face with his hands and brought her up to his mouth, kissing her slowly and gently. Ginny returned his kiss and it soon became more urgent and passionate. Harry began to move his lips down Ginny's neck and collarbone, and she let on an involuntary moan. He easily slid off the white sundress she had put on, kissing each inch of her skin he revealed. They collapsed on the bed together, Ginny's hands frantically pulling at Harry's constantly messy hair. Harry made no attempt to hide the pleasure he got from it and let out a animal growl. After thrashing wildly together on the blankets, their love making slowed down, and became more and more romantic. When Harry plunged into Ginny for the last time, they both let out a strangled cry of release, sealing their passion together.
Four days later, after sending urgent owls to all of the Weasleys, including one to The Burrow where Ron and Hermione still were, the soon to be Mr. and Mrs. Potter traveled by Floo Powder to The Burrow. (Ginny still couldn't apparate until October).
When Ginny and Harry arrived in the sitting room fire at The Weasley House, Hermione ran into the room screaming happily. She flew right into Ginny's arms, jumping up and down.
"Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations!" She shrieked. Ron followed after her, gave Harry a brotherly hug and his little sister a big bear hug.
"Think of it, mate," Ron was saying to Harry as the girls babbled on about wedding plans. "We'll be brothers." Harry grinned broadly, feeling a little silly for holding back tears, knowing that he finally was going to get the family he always wanted. In the middle of their congratulations and discussions, four large owls flew into the kitchen, dropping four envelopes onto the table. Everybody gathered in the kitchen to look at the mail.
"Hogwarts letters, wicked," exclaimed Ron. They each ripped open their separate letters and began to skim through them.
"No way," Ginny breathed, after reading the last few sentences of her letter. "Harry, did you read yours yet?"asked Ginny, holding out her letter.
"Not yet," Harry replied. "Why, what's wrong?" He took the letter out of Ginny's outstretched hand. He read it over and blinked a few times.
"What's going on?" Hermione asked, after double checking her letter and finding nothing out of the ordinary.
"My letter says that because Harry and I will be married before the term starts, we have the option of living in Hogsmeade, on our own, instead of in the Gryffindor tower."
"I knew that," Harry replied, gently kissing Ginny on the lips. "And that's why I bought us a new house a few days ago."
A/N 2: ok I know what you're thinking. Cheese, fluff and more cheese. HOWEVER! This story is not just about sex and hijinks! It's got a real plot with a real story and dammit I am determined to prove that to you. I've got the whole thing outlined out already. Ok so plz read n review. I lurrrve you!
