Title: You're My Bertie Botts
Summary: It's the fifth summer holiday for the trio and spending it with a troubled Ginny at The Burrow leaves Harry wondering about the littlest Red Head and Hermione about the next oldest. A light fluffy HG RH
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters, otherwise I would be married with children, have blonde hair, and be pretty darn rich!Chapter Three: Heart To Heart
Author Notes: Hello, thank you so much for my reviews! Big hugs to fire-icecat and Rayah Papaya! Thank you guys, and I'm glad you got the Bertie Bott's metaphor. Wasn't sure if it was only making sense in my head! So keep reviewing, and of course enjoy!!!.......

........As Harry laughed with Ginny it was like laughing with Ron or Hermione. Except he had never noticed the way Hermione's eyes sparkled or Ron's vibrant hair lit up the room like Ginny's did. He stopped laughing and began to panic, scolding himself for looking at his best friend's sister in a different light.............

Hearing Ron and Hermione's voices coming closer Ginny grabbed Harry's hand and pulled him into her and Hermione's room. They sat in silence and jumped as Ron knocked fiercely on the door.

"Ginny open up! And Harry get out of my sister's room! What the bloody hell do you two think you're playing at?"

Harry stood up to go and face Ron but Ginny pulled him back. "Seriously Harry don't, you do not want to get on the wrong end of one of Ron's bad moods. I don't know what's happened to him, his temper has suddenly become uncontrollable! Hormones I blame!"

Eventually the knocking died down and Ron tried to open the door, but Ginny explained to Harry that she had had it fixed so that anyone she didn't want to come in, wouldn't be able to. So after a few minutes the door handle stopped turning and they could hear the soft voice of Hermione trying to calm Ron down.

"So," Harry said adjusting himself to face Ginny on the bed, "that was one of your best ideas? I'd hate to see your worst."

"Shut up!" she joked, pushing him playfully on the chest, her ears glowing red. "Well it was going fine until someone decided to shove all their heavy weight onto me, I'm not that strong!"

"You calling me fat?" he tried to sound angry but the worried look on Ginny's face made him laugh. She poked her tongue out at him and Harry winked back. He quickly wished he could take it back as Harry realised, subtle as it was, he was flirting with her.

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"Ron calm down," Hermione whispered, placing a hand on his shoulder. He stopped rattling the door as if someone had clicked an off button.

"But Hermione, Ginny was at it again!" Ron growled brushing away her hand and turned to Ginny's door.

"At what?" Hermione asked, dragging his attention back to her.

"Her stupid match making plans. She's got it stuck in her head that everyone's in love with one another and that she's the one to fix them together." Ron growled, the tips of ears growing pink.

"Meaning?" Hermione frowned.

"She was trying to set us up 'Mione." He sighed.

"Ah and you're scared." Hermione mumbled, but just loud enough for Ron to hear.

"What?"

"You're scared. Scared of me like you're scared of those Bertie Botts. Scared you'll make a prat of yourself" Hermione quoted.

"I told you Hermione, you're imagining that. I don't know what I was talking about, I was just trying to rescue a bad situation!"

"For Pete's sake Ron! When are you going to own up to the fact that you have some emotions?" Hermione screeched and turning on her heel stormed off into Ron's bedroom, the first available door to slam.

Sinking down the opposite wall onto the floor Ron banged his head against the door he was leaning on and scolded himself.

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The gentle flirting continued on the other side of the door, Harry and Ginny threw casual insults and jokes at one another, soon the conversations became more real.

"So Harry what happened between you and Cho?"

He let out a disgruntled snort and rolled his eyes, "It just didn't work, it was just too much, I was just a terrible, terrible boyfriend!"

"I highly doubt that." Ginny blushed.

"Thanks Gin, but it's true! You got your eye on anyone then?" he asked but tried to stop the words from slipping out as he remembered the incident from earlier.

Ginny's eyes welled up and she spluttered from behind her hands, "Harry, you know you said if I needed a non red to talk to, to give you a shout?"

"Yes of course." Harry smiled.

"I'm shouting!" Ginny giggled nervously. "Well it's not just the Michael thing....."

Harry listened carefully as Ginny went on to explain that her and Michael had gotten back together and she had been meeting him in secret ever since, as the Weasley family didn't really approve of him. They'd been doing fine but Ginny had noticed that he had started to become more distant, like he was hiding something. Then this morning at his house they were just kissing and Michael tried to take it further. Ginny struggled to push him away and when she finally managed to, he got furious and admitted to cheating on her.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder, she flinched suddenly and he pulled away.

"Yeah, sorry I'm just still a bit shaken." Ginny murmured to her feet.

"What did you mean by it wasn't just that?" Harry asked, hoping not to upset her.

"I know this is going to sound stupid, but it's my family." Ginny said through gritted teeth. Harry tried not to show his shock in his expression. "It's just.... with Bill off in Gringotts, Charlie with his dragons, Fred and George doing their joke shop and Ron off on his adventures with you and 'Mione, everybody seems to forget everything I've been through!"

"That's not true Gin." Harry reassured her.

"It is Harry. I bet if you asked now they wouldn't have a clue who was possessed by Voldemort and was nearly killed in the Chamber of Secrets. I was there with you at the end of last year, helping you find the prophecy. But does anyone care? No as far as they know it was just you, Ron and Hermione!" She said spitefully.

"Gin, that's not fair." Harry said, trying to be sympathetic, but he couldn't help feel slightly annoyed by what she was saying.

"No, what's not fair is that my family think that I'm no good at anything just 'cuz I'm the girl!!!"

"They only say all that stuff because they care about you." Harry snapped, his temper rising. Ginny let out a noise that made it obvious that she didn't believe him. "Hey!" Harry said, his voice had grown louder into a vicious snarl he didn't recognise as his own, "at least you have a family to think about you!"

"Harry...." Ginny gasped. But before she could stop him, he leapt off the bed and yanked open the door. Ron who was leaning on it tipped backwards and fell at his feet. Growling loudly Harry stepped over him and through the hall into Fred and George's room.