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Chapter 2

Girly Chat's

Ginny woke early the next morning. She was warm and comfortable and didn't want to move. She opened her eyes and looked around as she was slightly confused as to where she was lying. Suddenly she stopped. Fear gripped her heart she could feel something breathing beside her. She turned around slowly, afraid of what she may see! Phew it was only Harry. Ginny turned back around. Then it hit her like a freight train….HARRY? She turned around to make sure. And to her extreme surprise Harry was there his perfectly messed hair sitting on top of his perfect head. Ginny was flabbergasted Harry-Bloody-Potter was lying beside her asleep! She could feel her cheeks beginning to burn. She could only imagine how her face was now clashing terribly with her fiery red hair. She slid away trying not to touch him. For she feared he would wake and she would have to at least attempt to speak. It was most definitely avoidy time.

Sanctuary. Ginny had reached her room without any confrontations. She leaned with her back to the door and breathed deeply. Hermione was sitting up awake.

"And where were you Miss Weasley?" she questioned

"Em… downstairs I went down earlier, you know me and my stomach and after polishing off a nice big pile of pancakes I fell asleep." Ginny replied.

"Ah didn't sleep to well then? I slept great, like a log. I had a nice logy sleep." Hermione exclaimed.

"I guessed that. Nice dreams?" Ginny asked slyly. Hermione's face said it all.

"What? Oh, yeah. Ok I suppose." Hermione was looking nervous.

Ginny began to mimic her. "Oh Ron." She sighed. Hermione's face changed colour in an instant.

"SHHH! Ginny he might hear." She whispered frantically. Ginny continued paying no heed to Hermione's warning.

"Oh, Ron! Take me, devour me, I'm yours." Hermione was scrambling over the covers, her eye directly on the target: Ginny. She galloped at her and took her to the ground, she begged Ginny to keep quiet Ginny was giggling but managed to nod giving in to Hermione's plea's.

The stairs creaked outside the door. "Was someone downstairs with you Gin?" Hermione asked curiously she moved towards the door.

"No….Um nope don't think so" Ginny lied unconvincingly trying to get her away from the door. It was too late the door was open. Ginny hid in a corner of the room so as not to be seen.

"Oh, morning Harry" Hermione said a little surprised. "Were you downstairs just now?" Hermione continued.

"Yeah" he said. "OH, really" She smiled.

"Well please excuse me, I'll see you later." She closed the door abruptly…. "Well I never" Hermione started a smug look across her face. "You mock me about Ron and you downstairs all night with Harry" Hermione said raising an eyebrow.

"Herm, it's so not what you think, we just slept together" Hermione's jaw dropped.

"Ugh… ew… herm, what do you take me for ew not like that. I made us a snack and then went to sleep on the sofa that is all!" Ginny said determined to get the point across.

"Are you sure?" Hermione asked.

"YES! Oh well, actually when I woke up he was asleep but nothing happened or anything I swear!"

"WOO! Ginny get in there girly." Hermione mocked.

"Hermione you're the one that told me to get over him, not under him! And anyway I am over him. I'm with someone else remember." Ginny said blushing slightly. "

OK, ok no need to get narky. You didn't do anything wrong it's not like you sent him any

signs or worshiped the ground he's walked on for like 5 years!" Hermione smiled.

"What if he likes me Hermione?" Ginny asked worriedly.

"Well you're over him anyway so it doesn't really matter." Hermione smirked.

"Shut up being all logical, don't make me continue your little dream I heard a lot herm, try me." Ginny knew exactly what to say to keep Hermione quiet.

She quickly shut her mouth and diverted her attention to getting her wild hair into submission.

Harry was sitting on the edge of his bed in Ron's room. Ron was just awake and was mooching around, looking for something to throw on over his p.j's, it was chilly after all, he pulled a maroon jumper over his head. Suddenly he remembered.

"Oi Harry… why were you asleep downstairs?"

"I couldn't sleep, bad dreams." Harry said.

"Know how you feel mate…" Ron fell into a daydream. Harry chuckled a little.

"Well ex-squeeze me, just because you have dreams which have haunted you for all you're life about evil dark lords eating your flesh…or you know…whatever, Herm… SPIDERS sorry, scare the bejesus out of me, eight legs and all it's not natural!" Ron sounded genuinely afraid.

"Anyway, let me rephrase my initial question. Why were you asleep downstairs with my only sister actually wait my only YOUNGER sister?"

Harry froze up crap he had seen them, he wanted to bolt for the door maybe go see how

Mr. Boa constrictor was doing in South America perhaps.

"Oh…em… she couldn't sleep either." Harry replied.

"Well you had better of lost a bet snuggling her like that" Ron informed Harry a twinge of anger in his voice.

Harry had obviously adopted a Weasley trait, spending so much time with Ron; he could feel his ears burning up.

"It's not what you think Ron. It was cold and you know em body heat equals warmth so em… you know… please don't hurt me." Harry stuttered.

"Well you looked nice and cosy, seemed to be enjoying a bit too much for my taste." Ron wasn't satisfied with Harry's excuse. Ron continued.

"I woke up after a dream about Her... SPIDERS nasty eight legged arachnids... not Hermione." Ron coughed a little. Harry tried not to smile.

"Quiet Harry, anyway my stomach and nose could sense chocolate chip pancakes. I slipped downstairs in search of the remains… none left by the way thanks a yahoo! So then I opted for a glass of milk. I take it into the sitting room, yes you've got it my wee angelic baby sister asleep on the couch and my best mate draped across her like some….. drapey thing!" Ron had most definitely lost it.

Harry could only hope there was no beater bats close by as Ron would clobber him.

"Ron, honestly mate it was cold, I promise I'm not seeing your sister, nor do I want to I'm telling you so relax, no worries." Harry spluttered as he said this he felt as though he was betraying himself and lying to Ron something he hated doing.

"You swear mate, cause I mean, I have to hate my sisters boyfriends and you know plot to kill them, usually I'd ask for your help but if it was you well you know." Ron said.

"Scout's honour" Harry vowed lying smoothly once again, he hated himself at that moment.

"I don't know what that means but it sounds good so ok we're cool" Ron said.

To escape the disturbing silence which was sure to follow this awful conversation he suggested they eat breakfast which was being prepared by Mrs. Weasley and then have a nice friendly game of Quidditch. Ron agreed and headed down to breakfast, Harry told him he'd follow when he got dressed.

"Morning Ron" Hermione said cheerfully

"Morning Hermione. You seem happy." Ron returned the greeting.

"Oh, I am I had a nice girly chat with Gin this morning" Hermione chirped

"Me too, with Harry. Not girly manly we had a manly chat" Ron said

"Sure you did Ronald, very manly" Hermione mocked.

Harry's only problem now was that he was forbidden to speak to Ginny or hold eye contact with her for more then 5 seconds. If he broke these rules set by Ron he would be beaten into an unimaginably small puddle.

"Oh boy, it's gonna be a long day" Harry sighed as he slumped downstairs for breakfast.

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