Harry and Hermione were giving the Weasleys the honor of their long-term visit. It was very clear. Harry couldn't stand staying at the Dursley's place without his use of magic, and for the case we call Hermione's problem ...she apparently had the strength for the use of magic without her wand....It had all been an accident.
She was petting crookshanks in the garden had been after a fight with her parents. And at that moment her neighbors arrived from holiday, which meant, she would again be babysitting little bastard Jason.
Jason was an annoying 8 year old brat, that was always trying to do something wrong... Last time he had thrown Crookshanks out of the window... Jason was on first floor goddamnit! With a little spell (Hermione always kept her wand close while being tortured by the company of the brat) she had managed to get her beloved cat to land in a proper and decent way.
To continue the story: Crookshanks was getting a bit nervous when Jasons head came popping up from behind the wooden fence. Hermione, feeling the terror that crossed her cats mind, wished that her swing set, which was placed awfully close to the fence, would fall, or in another way hurt spoiled Jason. As if it were magic, the swinger silently moved backwards, and began hitting Jason, with all in it's power. At the screaming of the terrified Jason, Hermione could only barely manage not to smile while the neighbors came out screaming to their beloved son. She couldn't help it, the swing set kept on making odd moves. While Jason himself was only able to scream, no other movement was possible.... This went too far...so Hermione pulled out her wand, and replaced the swinger on its former spot, as for the boy... well... she had managed to remember a charm that would relieve him from his pains.
David and Rose, Jasons parents, didn't really know what to do or say. They could only manage to gaze at Hermione with their mouth open so you would be able to put your fist in it. They stood that way for over 3 minutes, when they started to get a sour throat, and closed their lips...Not a second later, they were already yelling at Hermione, who went inside with a careless shrug. Not only a week after the incident, the entire neighborhood knew the story. Hermione's parents couldn't bare the gossip anymore, so they found a rather comforting solution. Their daughter would stay with the Weasleys till the end of the holidays. Her parents did promise to come and wave their daughter goodbye when it was time to leave for another year on Hogwarts School for witchcraft and wizardry.
Now, Molly and Arthur Weasley had two more children to look after. But as Hermione spent most of her time studying for the following term, and Harry had always been a decent boy, they did not really have any objections. The entire family was happy for the arriving of the two guests. Arthur was thrilled about having two 'semi-muggles' who could tell him all about the non-wizarding world. Molly was so happy she added the two newcomers to her family clock in the kitchen.
Ginny was had been thrilled about the idea of having her crush and her best friend in her house.
Ron had his two best friends with him, Fred and George were happy to have two people that didn't already know all of their tricks, and Percy, he couldn't keep his eyes of Hermione telling her all about the life as a prefect.
Ah, Hermione, our little know-it-all that wanted so badly to grow up, get good grades, and maybe after she had found a job, she would start to think about having her own family. However, this summer vacation she had grown taller, her female figures had shaped beautifully and she was becoming a real woman. These changes hadn't gone unnoticed to her male surounders. As I mentioned before, Percy couldn't keep his eyes of her. He loved how he could talk to her, as she listened to everything he said, and was really interested in what he had to say. He was wondering why he hadn't noticed her before.
Fred and George, well, they weren't really mature, they did like the sight of the new Hermione however, but didn't really know how they should react to this. They pulled tricks on Hermione to get her attention, not realizing, they were only annoying her most of the time. For once they were really sorry they had graduated last year, and couldn't join the pretty lady into Hogwarts.
As for Harry, well, he protected her, he liked Hermione, but to him, she was no more than a good friend that needed protection against male hormones. She was nothing more than a very good friend, because his heart already belonged to someone special; Ginny.
But all of this went unnoticed by Hermione; she was concentrating on her books, even more now she had realized they were supposed to leave to Hogwarts in only one week. No, she had to study. She studied till late at night, and woke up most of the mornings with her head resting on top of an opened book.
For the family Weasley this was going too far, she was even worse than Percy. No, something had to be done. So, Ron, Harry, Fred, George and Ginny took her out on a day trip. Molly Weasley had prepared a nice picnic basket for them to take. This would be the best distraction to get Hermione relaxed before entering the school gates. At first Hermione didn't agree of going with them, but they had convinced here by promising they would try not to bother her to much with essays that were suppose to be written in the first month of the new year. At that sight, and the overwhelming whining of Ginny, Harry and Ron, she decided to go anyway. So that morning, 3 days before the Hogwarts express would departure, they all left Arthur and Molly, who were screaming at them to be very careful.
Ron and Harry walked in front, talking about quidditch, while Hermione was telling Ginny how exited she was on going back to Hogwarts. The walking group closed with Fred and George who were dropping little peaces of bread on the path along they walked. Hermione had laughed openly when she saw what the 2 boys were doing. It was clear to her now, that her present to them; a book full of muggle fairytales, had pleased them very much, as they were playing out one of the stories.
Her loud laugh had been surprising to her friends; they hadn't heard her laughing like that for all of the weeks they had been together. Ron turned and his eyes met hers, he stood still, similar to all the others. Ah, the others had also noticed the locking of Ron and Hermione's eyes, and were quiet for a moment. Only Ginny let a sigh of happiness and Harry looked adored to Ginny, did she have such a romantic soul? Unfortunately Fred started coughing gently, and George followed him, only he didn't noticed the discrete way of his brother, and started coughing louder. Harry and Ginny had heard the little cough of Fred, while for Ron and Hermione the second cough was really a necessity. The two looked startled, and Hermione saw a red flush adoring Ron's cheeks plastering a huge grin on her face.
At noon, they settled somewhere quiet, close to a lake, where they could eat the meal prepared by Molly. Hermione didn't eat that much tough, which pleased the others with having ore for themselves. Hermione didn't have a great appetite. She needed to put 2 and 2 together, and figure a few things out. What had happened only half an hour ago, was something she couldn't really put her finger on...
The group had finished eating, Fred and George shrank the almost empty basket to pocketsize, and they decided to let their bodies adjust to the extra pounds that were now sorting their way through their bodies. Every member of the group started his own activity: Fred and George went to the lake, trying to get Hermione's attention with loud screams as the cold water splattered around, making their clothes soaking wet.
Ginny was lying on the grass enjoying the warmth of the sun. It took only a couple of minutes before Harry had spotted his angel and went to lay next to her accompanied by Ron. Both Harry and Ginny wished Ron would leave them alone for once. However they didn't know they were feeling the same about that, so Ron could stay. It didn't matter anyway, because Ron was lying quietly next to Harry with his eyes closed, no doubt thinking of the moment he had had with his dream girl.
Hermione had placed herself against a tree, in the shadows, and was trying to read a book about transfiguration for advanced studies, that she had managed to take with her, without the others noticing. However, her mind wasn't able to concentrate on the words in the book, while she was thinking about what had happened between Ron and her.
This wasn't possible; she was not having a crush on a red haired 'I-need-your-help-on-an-essay-again'. She had to admit tough, that over the summer he had grown into a good looking young man. He must have been working out, his shoulders had become wider, and boy, did he look nice when she arrived at the Weasleys that day as he carried her suitcases upstairs into Ginny's room. The sun had shined a lot this year, and obviously it didn't have the same effect on him as on her. Her skin had gained a nice tanned color, whereas his face was now covered with light brown freckles. It looks kind of cute, she had to admit that.
She couldn't think of that, she was first going to end her university studies and finding a job, before even considering dating someone. And that was final!
The day had passed, and she again was sitting in the study room when Ginny came in...after knocking off course. Ginny apparently needed to talk with Hermione, as she was asking her to come to bed early tonight and if possible immediately.
Hermione sighed... ok, she would give in for Ginny's sake as the matter seemed pressing. She joined Ginny to the bedroom, changed clothes, brushed her teeth, and sat on top of the bed.
"Ok, Ginny spit it out!"...
"Do you fancy my brother?"
As soon as Hermione heard Ginny's question she was sorry for giving in that easy. The worst part of all was, that she didn't know what to answer, she really didn't. She didn't know whether she 'likes' Ron or not. And if she did know what to answer, she wouldn't tell Ginny anyway. She looked for the appropriate answer...
"Which one, it's getting confusing; you must be more specific..."
Ok, she knew damn well that Ginny meant Ron, but hey, what was she supposed to say... Ginny new immediately it was a rhetorical question, and figured out Hermione wouldn't be letting go of her feelings that easy. So she started about hers. Hermione knew what the next subject would be by seeing Ginny's eyes twinkle... Harry. It wasn't a secret that Ginny had fancied him for over more than 5 years.
"Here we go again"....Hermione sighed.
"Isn't he sooooo cute? Have you seen him looking at me earlier when you and Ron"...
She stopped when she saw Hermione rolling her eyes...
"Ginny, do you want me to tell him you fancy him? I know for sure he will agree on that one"....
"would you do that for me?"
"Ginny, you should better concentrate on you books than on boys, you're turning into Lavender"
"But I really, I..."
A knock on the door. Harry and Ron came in. They looked strangely at Hermione, why isn't she between her books?
"Two gentlemen are coming to wish two lovely ladies goodnight"
Ron looked at Hermione, who looked extremely happy to see her two friends...
"we're not tired yet, come and join us, we were just having a little chat at the moment"
Ginny tried to glare to her as she knew Hermione was trying to escape from the conversation, but she was too happy when Harry accepted the offer.
Harry and Ron came in and now Harry was doubting where he should take a seat... or next to the love of his life, or play it safe and take a seat next to Hermione.
Ron had noticed his friend doubt, and took place next to Hermione. Hermione's smile disappeared... ok, she hadn't planned for this...Ginny had noticed Hermione's discomfort, and asked her and Ron to leave because she had to 'discuss' something with Harry. Hermione's eyebrow came up, this wasn't normal, Ginny had a plan...and she was hiding it for her. She groaned, and walked out the room without waiting for Ron.
"Hermione! Mione, come on.... Don't walk away like that...wait for me! I need to talk to you!"
Hermione stepped into the living room, and dropped herself in the sofa. Ron stopped at the door, and looked to that lovely face, those cheekbones, those eyes....ow, he wanted her so badly...he stepped closer to her
"Hermione, come on".
He took a step closer standing right in front of her, and took place next to her, he putted his legs up, feet into the sofa.
"You're ok, Mione?"
"Yeah, I'm fine..."
She had to change subject, he was getting to close.
"Are you too having the feeling that Harry fancies your baby sister?"
Ron pulled back. Her plan had worked.
"You mean you didn't figure it out before? They're hopeless, both of them, neither of them is making a move".
"You really don't have a problem with them being together?"
"Actually... no. She's my baby sister, and he's my best friend. I want them both to be happy, like I want you to be happy too."
"Ok, maybe it's time to help them get started, now's the only question, HOW!"
"I don't know, I'm not that good in this stuff."
"Ok, I'll do it, and you can help me. Do you have a piece of paper, and a pen?"
"Coming right up, boss"
A little blush colored Hermione's face. He knew exactly how he had to get her blush, and by calling her his superior, he had found another way.
"Ok, this is what we need to do. We make a list of everything they both like and dislike."
"Harry loves quidditch"
"Ginny likes talking"
Hermione and Ron made a list of 20 things they both like, and 20 things they both dislike
The living room was dark; only one foul beam of light of the little spot next to the sofa made it clear someone was in there. Because of the low temperature in the room, Ron and Hermione had come to sit real close to one another, bend over 3 sheets over paper. They were thrilled about their plans, that they hadn't noticed it was already half past 2; they've been down there for over 4 hours.
In meanwhile Ginny and Harry were discussing something of their own. They both had noticed the tension between Ron and Hermione when they locked eyes that morning. Harry and Ginny both ha figured out that Ron had a little crush on Hermione. However they didn't know if Hermione was feeling the same.
"I tried asking her this evening, but she didn't want to answer"
"Yeah I know, I've tried to get something out of her too" he grinned.
"I think the only thing we can do is put them together as often as possible."
"I hope it'll work out between the two of them"
"Yeah, it would be really cool. She could help him doing his homework"
"Ginny, she's already helping him with that for over 6 years"
They both started laughing loudly. It wasn't until they both lay exhausted on the bed that the laughing silently died down.
Ginny moved to her lay on her side so she could see Harry get over his laughing. He saw her looking at him, and looked back to her, trying to capture her eyes. She bent down a bit, he came leaning to her...and she gave him a gentle kiss on his forehead.
"Goodnight" she said
Harry intensified his look, and in one surprising, yet soft move, he sat up a little, cupped her head, and gave her a kiss.
As his lips touched hers, she lost himself in his warmth, his warm hands, his lips...
As it was Harry who had begun the kissing, it was he who ended it.
"I must be getting to my room now, if your parents come in..."
Ginny looked stunned and still a bit shocked.
"Stay until Hermione gets back, please"
Harry, who was walking towards the door, came back in, let his lips touch hers.
"You'll be ok, I'm sure she will be right up"
And after a few seconds:
"Sweet dreams"
And Harry left the room, leaving Ginny all alone in her room, with no-one to whom she could talk to.
She finally got under the sheets and it didn't take long before she followed Harry's advice.
The morning sun was shining through Ginny's bedroom window. She had a nice sleep and her dream was even more thrilling. All night she dreamt about Harry and how he had kissed her. Then it struck her, she had to tell Hermione all about it. She turned, but still had her eyes closed.
"Hermione"
...no answer...
"Hermione!"
...still no answer...she couldn't help opening her eyes, and next she saw Hermione's bed... not slept in...
Oh well, she's probably in her study room again. Ginny calmly walked through the corridor and knocked on the study room...
"Hermione"
Again, no answer. Ginny opened the door, and found the room empty. This was becoming scary, something had happened, and she had to warn Harry. She ran to the room Ron and Harry were sleeping in.
She knocked, and opened the door just a few inches
"Harry"
"mmmm"
She took this as a 'please come in', and she opened the door.
The first thing that drew her attention in the room, were the black hairs at the end of the white sheets. She relaxed when she saw Harry.
"Harry"....euhm..."honey"
Harry turned, his face in her direction now, and his lips curled softly into a smile, even before his eyes were opened.
Ginny walked slowly towards him. She took place on his bed, and gave him a little kiss on his forehead.
"Dreamt well, sweetie?"
Ginny smiled, if he only knew.
"Yes"
He sat up right next to her and gently kissed her lips.
"That's good" "but why do you wake me up this early?"
She looked at Harry, and the whole reason she was in his room, just popped up again.
"Hermione!" she said in a panic voice. "Hermione hasn't slept in her bed!"
"Calm down Ginny, she probably has studied trough the night, and..."
Before Harry could finish his sentence, Ginny stood up again.
"I looked in the study room, she wasn't there either" "something must be wrong!!!" she panicked...
Harry stood up and softly took Ginny in his arms "there must be an explanation for this"
Ginny sighed, Harry was probably right. She wanted to lay her head on his comforting shoulders, but suddenly she saw Ron's bed.
"Ron isn't here either!" now, she was really terrified!
Harry started to grin...
"What! Our friends are in trouble, and you start grinning?!"
"Hush my darling, do you remember yesterday evening? You asked them to leave, together..."
"Hermione and my brother? that's nonsense..."
"Well, it could be, regarding the fact that they locked eyes earlier that day."
"Maybe, but still..."
"Let's go down to see if breakfast is ready"
"Yeah, maybe they're downstairs and talked all night"
They entered the kitchen. The smell of bacon and eggs, pancakes and fresh bread made their way through Harry's nose. And he suddenly felt very hungry
"Mom, have you seen Ron and Hermione?"
"Honey, look at the family clock" Molly answered without looking at her daughter who was holding hands with Harry.
Ginny and Harry looked at the clock a saw both the pointers of Ron and Hermione fixed on 'living room'...
"But sshht, be quiet!" Molly turned to see her daughter. She smiled when she saw her daughter's hand in Harry's. Another couple she thought. This has been a productive night... at this thought she turned her face back to her pancakes.
Harry and Ginny didn't really know what mother Weasley meant with, 'be quiet', but decided to walk tiptoed to the living room.
Silently they opened the door, and saw Ron lying in Hermione's arms.
"That's so cute" whispered Ginny while she rubbed herself closer to Harry's side.
She was petting crookshanks in the garden had been after a fight with her parents. And at that moment her neighbors arrived from holiday, which meant, she would again be babysitting little bastard Jason.
Jason was an annoying 8 year old brat, that was always trying to do something wrong... Last time he had thrown Crookshanks out of the window... Jason was on first floor goddamnit! With a little spell (Hermione always kept her wand close while being tortured by the company of the brat) she had managed to get her beloved cat to land in a proper and decent way.
To continue the story: Crookshanks was getting a bit nervous when Jasons head came popping up from behind the wooden fence. Hermione, feeling the terror that crossed her cats mind, wished that her swing set, which was placed awfully close to the fence, would fall, or in another way hurt spoiled Jason. As if it were magic, the swinger silently moved backwards, and began hitting Jason, with all in it's power. At the screaming of the terrified Jason, Hermione could only barely manage not to smile while the neighbors came out screaming to their beloved son. She couldn't help it, the swing set kept on making odd moves. While Jason himself was only able to scream, no other movement was possible.... This went too far...so Hermione pulled out her wand, and replaced the swinger on its former spot, as for the boy... well... she had managed to remember a charm that would relieve him from his pains.
David and Rose, Jasons parents, didn't really know what to do or say. They could only manage to gaze at Hermione with their mouth open so you would be able to put your fist in it. They stood that way for over 3 minutes, when they started to get a sour throat, and closed their lips...Not a second later, they were already yelling at Hermione, who went inside with a careless shrug. Not only a week after the incident, the entire neighborhood knew the story. Hermione's parents couldn't bare the gossip anymore, so they found a rather comforting solution. Their daughter would stay with the Weasleys till the end of the holidays. Her parents did promise to come and wave their daughter goodbye when it was time to leave for another year on Hogwarts School for witchcraft and wizardry.
Now, Molly and Arthur Weasley had two more children to look after. But as Hermione spent most of her time studying for the following term, and Harry had always been a decent boy, they did not really have any objections. The entire family was happy for the arriving of the two guests. Arthur was thrilled about having two 'semi-muggles' who could tell him all about the non-wizarding world. Molly was so happy she added the two newcomers to her family clock in the kitchen.
Ginny was had been thrilled about the idea of having her crush and her best friend in her house.
Ron had his two best friends with him, Fred and George were happy to have two people that didn't already know all of their tricks, and Percy, he couldn't keep his eyes of Hermione telling her all about the life as a prefect.
Ah, Hermione, our little know-it-all that wanted so badly to grow up, get good grades, and maybe after she had found a job, she would start to think about having her own family. However, this summer vacation she had grown taller, her female figures had shaped beautifully and she was becoming a real woman. These changes hadn't gone unnoticed to her male surounders. As I mentioned before, Percy couldn't keep his eyes of her. He loved how he could talk to her, as she listened to everything he said, and was really interested in what he had to say. He was wondering why he hadn't noticed her before.
Fred and George, well, they weren't really mature, they did like the sight of the new Hermione however, but didn't really know how they should react to this. They pulled tricks on Hermione to get her attention, not realizing, they were only annoying her most of the time. For once they were really sorry they had graduated last year, and couldn't join the pretty lady into Hogwarts.
As for Harry, well, he protected her, he liked Hermione, but to him, she was no more than a good friend that needed protection against male hormones. She was nothing more than a very good friend, because his heart already belonged to someone special; Ginny.
But all of this went unnoticed by Hermione; she was concentrating on her books, even more now she had realized they were supposed to leave to Hogwarts in only one week. No, she had to study. She studied till late at night, and woke up most of the mornings with her head resting on top of an opened book.
For the family Weasley this was going too far, she was even worse than Percy. No, something had to be done. So, Ron, Harry, Fred, George and Ginny took her out on a day trip. Molly Weasley had prepared a nice picnic basket for them to take. This would be the best distraction to get Hermione relaxed before entering the school gates. At first Hermione didn't agree of going with them, but they had convinced here by promising they would try not to bother her to much with essays that were suppose to be written in the first month of the new year. At that sight, and the overwhelming whining of Ginny, Harry and Ron, she decided to go anyway. So that morning, 3 days before the Hogwarts express would departure, they all left Arthur and Molly, who were screaming at them to be very careful.
Ron and Harry walked in front, talking about quidditch, while Hermione was telling Ginny how exited she was on going back to Hogwarts. The walking group closed with Fred and George who were dropping little peaces of bread on the path along they walked. Hermione had laughed openly when she saw what the 2 boys were doing. It was clear to her now, that her present to them; a book full of muggle fairytales, had pleased them very much, as they were playing out one of the stories.
Her loud laugh had been surprising to her friends; they hadn't heard her laughing like that for all of the weeks they had been together. Ron turned and his eyes met hers, he stood still, similar to all the others. Ah, the others had also noticed the locking of Ron and Hermione's eyes, and were quiet for a moment. Only Ginny let a sigh of happiness and Harry looked adored to Ginny, did she have such a romantic soul? Unfortunately Fred started coughing gently, and George followed him, only he didn't noticed the discrete way of his brother, and started coughing louder. Harry and Ginny had heard the little cough of Fred, while for Ron and Hermione the second cough was really a necessity. The two looked startled, and Hermione saw a red flush adoring Ron's cheeks plastering a huge grin on her face.
At noon, they settled somewhere quiet, close to a lake, where they could eat the meal prepared by Molly. Hermione didn't eat that much tough, which pleased the others with having ore for themselves. Hermione didn't have a great appetite. She needed to put 2 and 2 together, and figure a few things out. What had happened only half an hour ago, was something she couldn't really put her finger on...
The group had finished eating, Fred and George shrank the almost empty basket to pocketsize, and they decided to let their bodies adjust to the extra pounds that were now sorting their way through their bodies. Every member of the group started his own activity: Fred and George went to the lake, trying to get Hermione's attention with loud screams as the cold water splattered around, making their clothes soaking wet.
Ginny was lying on the grass enjoying the warmth of the sun. It took only a couple of minutes before Harry had spotted his angel and went to lay next to her accompanied by Ron. Both Harry and Ginny wished Ron would leave them alone for once. However they didn't know they were feeling the same about that, so Ron could stay. It didn't matter anyway, because Ron was lying quietly next to Harry with his eyes closed, no doubt thinking of the moment he had had with his dream girl.
Hermione had placed herself against a tree, in the shadows, and was trying to read a book about transfiguration for advanced studies, that she had managed to take with her, without the others noticing. However, her mind wasn't able to concentrate on the words in the book, while she was thinking about what had happened between Ron and her.
This wasn't possible; she was not having a crush on a red haired 'I-need-your-help-on-an-essay-again'. She had to admit tough, that over the summer he had grown into a good looking young man. He must have been working out, his shoulders had become wider, and boy, did he look nice when she arrived at the Weasleys that day as he carried her suitcases upstairs into Ginny's room. The sun had shined a lot this year, and obviously it didn't have the same effect on him as on her. Her skin had gained a nice tanned color, whereas his face was now covered with light brown freckles. It looks kind of cute, she had to admit that.
She couldn't think of that, she was first going to end her university studies and finding a job, before even considering dating someone. And that was final!
The day had passed, and she again was sitting in the study room when Ginny came in...after knocking off course. Ginny apparently needed to talk with Hermione, as she was asking her to come to bed early tonight and if possible immediately.
Hermione sighed... ok, she would give in for Ginny's sake as the matter seemed pressing. She joined Ginny to the bedroom, changed clothes, brushed her teeth, and sat on top of the bed.
"Ok, Ginny spit it out!"...
"Do you fancy my brother?"
As soon as Hermione heard Ginny's question she was sorry for giving in that easy. The worst part of all was, that she didn't know what to answer, she really didn't. She didn't know whether she 'likes' Ron or not. And if she did know what to answer, she wouldn't tell Ginny anyway. She looked for the appropriate answer...
"Which one, it's getting confusing; you must be more specific..."
Ok, she knew damn well that Ginny meant Ron, but hey, what was she supposed to say... Ginny new immediately it was a rhetorical question, and figured out Hermione wouldn't be letting go of her feelings that easy. So she started about hers. Hermione knew what the next subject would be by seeing Ginny's eyes twinkle... Harry. It wasn't a secret that Ginny had fancied him for over more than 5 years.
"Here we go again"....Hermione sighed.
"Isn't he sooooo cute? Have you seen him looking at me earlier when you and Ron"...
She stopped when she saw Hermione rolling her eyes...
"Ginny, do you want me to tell him you fancy him? I know for sure he will agree on that one"....
"would you do that for me?"
"Ginny, you should better concentrate on you books than on boys, you're turning into Lavender"
"But I really, I..."
A knock on the door. Harry and Ron came in. They looked strangely at Hermione, why isn't she between her books?
"Two gentlemen are coming to wish two lovely ladies goodnight"
Ron looked at Hermione, who looked extremely happy to see her two friends...
"we're not tired yet, come and join us, we were just having a little chat at the moment"
Ginny tried to glare to her as she knew Hermione was trying to escape from the conversation, but she was too happy when Harry accepted the offer.
Harry and Ron came in and now Harry was doubting where he should take a seat... or next to the love of his life, or play it safe and take a seat next to Hermione.
Ron had noticed his friend doubt, and took place next to Hermione. Hermione's smile disappeared... ok, she hadn't planned for this...Ginny had noticed Hermione's discomfort, and asked her and Ron to leave because she had to 'discuss' something with Harry. Hermione's eyebrow came up, this wasn't normal, Ginny had a plan...and she was hiding it for her. She groaned, and walked out the room without waiting for Ron.
"Hermione! Mione, come on.... Don't walk away like that...wait for me! I need to talk to you!"
Hermione stepped into the living room, and dropped herself in the sofa. Ron stopped at the door, and looked to that lovely face, those cheekbones, those eyes....ow, he wanted her so badly...he stepped closer to her
"Hermione, come on".
He took a step closer standing right in front of her, and took place next to her, he putted his legs up, feet into the sofa.
"You're ok, Mione?"
"Yeah, I'm fine..."
She had to change subject, he was getting to close.
"Are you too having the feeling that Harry fancies your baby sister?"
Ron pulled back. Her plan had worked.
"You mean you didn't figure it out before? They're hopeless, both of them, neither of them is making a move".
"You really don't have a problem with them being together?"
"Actually... no. She's my baby sister, and he's my best friend. I want them both to be happy, like I want you to be happy too."
"Ok, maybe it's time to help them get started, now's the only question, HOW!"
"I don't know, I'm not that good in this stuff."
"Ok, I'll do it, and you can help me. Do you have a piece of paper, and a pen?"
"Coming right up, boss"
A little blush colored Hermione's face. He knew exactly how he had to get her blush, and by calling her his superior, he had found another way.
"Ok, this is what we need to do. We make a list of everything they both like and dislike."
"Harry loves quidditch"
"Ginny likes talking"
Hermione and Ron made a list of 20 things they both like, and 20 things they both dislike
The living room was dark; only one foul beam of light of the little spot next to the sofa made it clear someone was in there. Because of the low temperature in the room, Ron and Hermione had come to sit real close to one another, bend over 3 sheets over paper. They were thrilled about their plans, that they hadn't noticed it was already half past 2; they've been down there for over 4 hours.
In meanwhile Ginny and Harry were discussing something of their own. They both had noticed the tension between Ron and Hermione when they locked eyes that morning. Harry and Ginny both ha figured out that Ron had a little crush on Hermione. However they didn't know if Hermione was feeling the same.
"I tried asking her this evening, but she didn't want to answer"
"Yeah I know, I've tried to get something out of her too" he grinned.
"I think the only thing we can do is put them together as often as possible."
"I hope it'll work out between the two of them"
"Yeah, it would be really cool. She could help him doing his homework"
"Ginny, she's already helping him with that for over 6 years"
They both started laughing loudly. It wasn't until they both lay exhausted on the bed that the laughing silently died down.
Ginny moved to her lay on her side so she could see Harry get over his laughing. He saw her looking at him, and looked back to her, trying to capture her eyes. She bent down a bit, he came leaning to her...and she gave him a gentle kiss on his forehead.
"Goodnight" she said
Harry intensified his look, and in one surprising, yet soft move, he sat up a little, cupped her head, and gave her a kiss.
As his lips touched hers, she lost himself in his warmth, his warm hands, his lips...
As it was Harry who had begun the kissing, it was he who ended it.
"I must be getting to my room now, if your parents come in..."
Ginny looked stunned and still a bit shocked.
"Stay until Hermione gets back, please"
Harry, who was walking towards the door, came back in, let his lips touch hers.
"You'll be ok, I'm sure she will be right up"
And after a few seconds:
"Sweet dreams"
And Harry left the room, leaving Ginny all alone in her room, with no-one to whom she could talk to.
She finally got under the sheets and it didn't take long before she followed Harry's advice.
The morning sun was shining through Ginny's bedroom window. She had a nice sleep and her dream was even more thrilling. All night she dreamt about Harry and how he had kissed her. Then it struck her, she had to tell Hermione all about it. She turned, but still had her eyes closed.
"Hermione"
...no answer...
"Hermione!"
...still no answer...she couldn't help opening her eyes, and next she saw Hermione's bed... not slept in...
Oh well, she's probably in her study room again. Ginny calmly walked through the corridor and knocked on the study room...
"Hermione"
Again, no answer. Ginny opened the door, and found the room empty. This was becoming scary, something had happened, and she had to warn Harry. She ran to the room Ron and Harry were sleeping in.
She knocked, and opened the door just a few inches
"Harry"
"mmmm"
She took this as a 'please come in', and she opened the door.
The first thing that drew her attention in the room, were the black hairs at the end of the white sheets. She relaxed when she saw Harry.
"Harry"....euhm..."honey"
Harry turned, his face in her direction now, and his lips curled softly into a smile, even before his eyes were opened.
Ginny walked slowly towards him. She took place on his bed, and gave him a little kiss on his forehead.
"Dreamt well, sweetie?"
Ginny smiled, if he only knew.
"Yes"
He sat up right next to her and gently kissed her lips.
"That's good" "but why do you wake me up this early?"
She looked at Harry, and the whole reason she was in his room, just popped up again.
"Hermione!" she said in a panic voice. "Hermione hasn't slept in her bed!"
"Calm down Ginny, she probably has studied trough the night, and..."
Before Harry could finish his sentence, Ginny stood up again.
"I looked in the study room, she wasn't there either" "something must be wrong!!!" she panicked...
Harry stood up and softly took Ginny in his arms "there must be an explanation for this"
Ginny sighed, Harry was probably right. She wanted to lay her head on his comforting shoulders, but suddenly she saw Ron's bed.
"Ron isn't here either!" now, she was really terrified!
Harry started to grin...
"What! Our friends are in trouble, and you start grinning?!"
"Hush my darling, do you remember yesterday evening? You asked them to leave, together..."
"Hermione and my brother? that's nonsense..."
"Well, it could be, regarding the fact that they locked eyes earlier that day."
"Maybe, but still..."
"Let's go down to see if breakfast is ready"
"Yeah, maybe they're downstairs and talked all night"
They entered the kitchen. The smell of bacon and eggs, pancakes and fresh bread made their way through Harry's nose. And he suddenly felt very hungry
"Mom, have you seen Ron and Hermione?"
"Honey, look at the family clock" Molly answered without looking at her daughter who was holding hands with Harry.
Ginny and Harry looked at the clock a saw both the pointers of Ron and Hermione fixed on 'living room'...
"But sshht, be quiet!" Molly turned to see her daughter. She smiled when she saw her daughter's hand in Harry's. Another couple she thought. This has been a productive night... at this thought she turned her face back to her pancakes.
Harry and Ginny didn't really know what mother Weasley meant with, 'be quiet', but decided to walk tiptoed to the living room.
Silently they opened the door, and saw Ron lying in Hermione's arms.
"That's so cute" whispered Ginny while she rubbed herself closer to Harry's side.