The next morning, as soon as everyone got up, they got ready and went down for breakfast. As school hadn't started yet they were the only ones down there. The only one who was still sleeping in was surprisingly Hermione. Normally she was the first one to be up and about by 7:00 AM.
"Why's 'Mione so late?" Ron asked as he reached for the eggs.
"It's the holidays, Ronald. Everyone sleeps in." Ginny rolled her eyes. "- if it wasn't for the chaos in the common room I'd be sleeping in but noooo, nobody ever lets me sleep. I may be like, tired! Can you imagine that? Oh, Wait, I am already tired due to the bunch of you losers!" Ginny continued in a hissy fit. She took a deep breath. "Whew! That felt better. I sooo needed to steam." She explained. She looked around her. Her companions were looking at her as if she'd gone mad! Harry, for one, had cocked his eyebrow up and looked amused at her sudden outburst.
"What? A girl has to let her frustrations out somehow!" She said defensively.
"Well… Normally a girl would grab a partner and vent herself out in bed. If you still don't understand, I mean sex." Malfoy drawled, joining in the banter.
"EEEWWW! Malfoy, I am sooo not sleeping with you. You are super hot but still…"Ginny shrieked, looking disgusted at herself for letting the world know she thought Draco was hot.
"As much as I appreciate your input on my hotness, I was refrering to Mr. Potter. You seem to take quite a fancy for him. Huh?" Was the response she got.
"I wouldn't mind." Harry put in, most unhelpfully.
"Harry! That-is-my-baby-sister!" Ron hissed.
"Number 1, Ron. She's only a year younger than you. Number 2, she is more mature than you will be in 5 years. Number 3, I was only kidding." Harry explained and continued to eat, but not before Draco noted the faint blush blooming on his cheeks. The uncomfortable silence was broken when Hermione ran into the Great Hall. Her face pink and breathless from running down the stairs and the hallways.
"Could someone pass the toast?" She asked as she took a seat next to Ginny. She noticed that it was unusually quiet, for this bunch of people.
"Okay… What did I miss?" She asked to no one in particular. With that, the whole table erupted in laughter
"No, seriously. What's going on?" Hermione whined, frustrated. Draco stopped chuckling and began to tick the events off his fingers.
"Well, let's see. We all came down earlier, Weaslette had a little hissy fit and told us it was the only way she could burn of some steam, I suggested she go shag Potter, Potter said he didn't mind, Weasel got all overprotective and angry, Potter said he was joking, I know he wasn't 'cause he was as red as a tomato, then you walked in, and then I started to repeat everything I'm saying now. Want me to continue?" He smirked. She was silent. "Didn't think so."
"Sorry I asked." Hermione mumbled and began to eat. A snowy owl swept into the Great Hall, dropping a letter in Harry's bacon and flew out again. He opened it.
"Who's that from?" Blaise asked.
"Dumbledore He wants us to meet in the Room of Requirement for our training session. It says to wear something comfortable that we can move in." Harry said after reading the letter.
"Room of Requirement?" Pansy asked.
"The room we found in 3rd year, Pansy." Draco explained.
"Oohhh… That room." Pansy recalled.
"Pfft. Now I have to go change." Ginny groaned. She was dressed in a skirt and tank top.
"So do I. C'mon. Let's all go up and get ready. We'll meet in the common room." Hermione announced. A murmur of agreement escaped everyone's lips as they rose and walked out.
