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"Dammit Mione!" Ginny said gruffly in a barley audible voice from under her pillow. But unfortunately even Ginny's pillow couldn't block out the bright sunlight Hermione was letting in.
"Wake up sweets! Its 9:00 in the A.M!" Hermione tittered lightly from the window arms wide open taking in the bright morning glow. Ginny thought she looked remarkably like Leonardo Di'caprio with the whole "I'm King of the world thing in that muggle movie Titanic.
"Sweets?" Ginny asked opening another eye and sounding groggily amused. "I'm taping into my motherly side.
I need to be less critical and more caring. All in all more motherly. Like your mum!" Hermione said with a passion that made Ginny giggle. Oh god, what next. "You and Ron keep trying, sweets.
Just be sure and name the baby after me. Okay?" Ginny mocked. To Ginny's annoyance Hermione ignored her comment. Oh who cares, it'll be worth it later when she cusses me out later for walking in on her and Ron. Yes that's it!
The positive side Ginny thought. But Beneath her the apparent layers of happiness lurked a thin layer of gloom as soon as Hermione mentioned Harry's name.
"Ron, Harry, you and me are heading to Diagon Alley," she stated. She could have at least asked. "We need to get some," at first Ginny thought she meant get some...you know.
But then she pulled a candy out of her pocket and sucked on it a few moments before continuing what she was saying…come on. Candies?
The baby could choke! (A/N that whole bit was a little odd. The whole candy thing but I had this sudden urge to add it in.) "…New school books and-" She began to whip out a list before Ginny squealed, "YOU'RE coming back to Hogwarts!" excitement seeping out.
"We may be coming back. The board of directors is meeting and we should know the verdict by tomorrow." Hermione said calmly. Much too calm Ginny thought.
With Malfoy's Father kicked of the board mid-last year there was a very strong chance they would be able to take the seventh year a bit later than they should have, considering they had been off killing Voldemort and all.
But now that Ginny got to thinking about it she was filled with mixed emotions. "But I guess if all else fails a few members of the order will be able to tutor us. Or at least your Mum could. But either way we still have to go to Diagon alley-"
Hermione rambled on in an annoyingly calm voice. "Yes well now I need to change!" Ginny snapped. Not liking being woken up this early in the first place. Hermione promptly gave her some privacy in an effort to be nice and motherly, leaving Ginny alone with her thoughts.
Having the gang back together at Hogwarts would be great,-no more pregnancy rumors about Hermione-fun and just like old times. Better really without the thoughts of Voldemort lurking around.
But having everybody back together again would mean returning feelings for Harry. She couldn't deal with that…she was engaged! Then again she was young, Harry was right about that.
Being engaged at 17 could have its downsides. What if her and Nick got sick of each other? The thoughts kept rolling threw Ginny's head before she decided to block them out altogether. Nothing was decided yet, so there was really no use worrying.
She carelessly threw on her Rainbow-Fuzzy robe and headed downstairs for some breakfast.
"I thought you needed some privacy so you could get dressed?" Hermione said more than asked, with a glare and an evil glint in her eye. She was like the Burrows Malfoy.
"I changed my mind, thought breakfast in my Jammies might be nice for once." Ginny stated quite simply with a sugary smile. Motherly eh? She thought as Hermione huffed slightly.
After padding over to the kitchen cupboard Ginny had pulled out a bowl for some cereal, when her box of Bran Brew-cereal for witches was snatched from her hands. "And you did that why...?" Ginny said gruffly to her mother.
"You, my dear have made it in time for breakfast this morning! I'm amazed you're up! Usually it's just me and Hermione here. Plus that is my cereal. Now what would you like? I was planning on some waffles…" said her Mum while she put the cereal box. "Mother Goose here woke me." Ginny said mostly to Hermione. "And yes, waffles sound fine." She hadn't had one of her Mum's breakfasts in a while from always sleeping in.
Her mom was much perkier than usual. Probably because Fred and George aren't up thought Ginny. "What's that?" She asked looking at a mysterious liquid her mom was stirring. "Oh yes, hangover remedy!" Mrs. Weasley said. "I've already had mine!" she said chuckling fondly.
"I'm sure most everybody will need it that isn't underage. Except for Ron…I'll need be talking to him! They won't be up for a while though I expect."
"Why am I awake then? Waking me early today of all days. Right after a party." Ginny began with a yawn even though she knew 9:00 O'clock wasn't so late.
"Yes well, I've been up since 5!" Hermione added. Ginny sent her a 'that's nice' look. "What time did you got to bed at again? 10?" Ginny retorted.
But Hermione just rolled her eyes like Ginny was a child and dropped it. "Shall we wake the boys Mrs. Weasley?" Hermione asked pleasantly. "Why not! But watch yourselves they may be petulant at this hour!"
Came her reply. Petulant, Ginny thought with a snicker. So Ginny Followed Hermione upstairs to Ron's room.
"Mind if Nick comes to Diagon Alley with us?" Ginny asked Hermione figuring it would let Harry know there was no way of flirting back into her heart. Not that Harry was a huge flirt anyway. "I guess so…" Hermione sounded unsure.
"Great! I'll owl him later" Ginny countered as they reached the boy's room. Hermione gave a quick rap on the door in case to warn them in the event they were naked or something. Ginny knew Hermione wouldn't mind being in that position with Ron.
When greeted by silence they walked in, Ginny calling, "Wake up boys!" Rather loudly. "Boy is more like it Hermione said gently shaking Ron awake with a giggle.
Ron grumbled, eyes still shut as Ginny spoke. "Now where's Harry gone off to...?" Her voice growing distant. "Lets see…He went out for a fly early this morning. He still out I think. Go wake up the twins or something." Hermione rattled, straddling Ron and literally popping a breath mint into his mouth. He could choke for god's sake! And really, that bed was quite small. Ron opened his eyes, quite surprised and then quite pleased.
He showed this by blushing and grinning rather idiotically. Just as Hermione leaned in for the kiss Ginny left the room. She felt as though she should be talking to Harry.
But the better part of her said not too. Talking to him the free-flowing way she wanted to would just tempt him or something. Ginny had seen the pain in his eyes the night before and it would be too painful for her to hurt him anymore.
These thoughts ran through her head as she made her way back downstairs, not bothering to wake the twins, or anyone else for that matter. Once in the kitchen (accompanied by her mum setting the table) she grabbed a piece of parchment from the counter top and scratched a quick not to Nick.
Nick,
Heading to Diagon Alley with the gang,
was hoping you'd like to join. Come to the Burrow
around 12 or so if you want to come. No need to
reply if you can't make it.
Kisses-
Ginny
"Mum where's Pig?" Ginny as Mum as her eyes darted about the kitchen. Mmmm Belgian waffles. Perhaps she would consider getting up earlier. "Fred and George's old room. He should be in his cage, why do you want the little fella?" Mrs.Weasley said briskly. "Why do you think?" Ginny rolled her eyes inwardly.
Little fella. Ha. Ginny then received that universal parenting I-know-you-know-what-I-meant-look. "Nick Mum, NICK!" Ginny said irritably. "Why's it so damn important?"
"Ginny! I was just curious. Send your Owl and get back down here. You've got yourself kitchen duty now!" Said Mrs. Weasley with a glare.
Damn. She really wouldn't have the need to curse at Mum if Mione hadn't woken her up so early Ginny thought on the way to the spare bedroom.
After a good bit of eating, and then a good bit of cleaning on Ginny's part, Harry walked into the burrow, brow furrowed and face flushed.
"Been out flying dear? I haven't seen you all morning!" Ginny heard her mum say from the foyer. Ginny peeked in from the kitchen. "Oh I was doing some flying…but mostly just walking around." Harry replied with an obligatory smile Ginny recognized as being fake.
She wondered why she wasn't walking into the room. There was really no need to hide, was there? "Ah, yes, well exercise is always good.
I daresay you'll want to wash up…Ginny's got the tub first but you can go ahead right after her. GINNY! It's eleven! Get in the Tub! Do hurry up!" Mrs. Weasley said on her way out the door.
"I'll be out for groceries! Leave a note before you head out to Diagon alley! I'll be back later!" By now Ginny was in the foyer with Harry, also joined by Ron and Hermione. The house was oddly empty with only four people in the house (HP, GW, HG, and RW).
All the order members that had crashed at the burrow had gone to there respective homes and everybody else had left for there jobs and such around 10 that morning.
"Me and Mione are going to be studying in the bedroom. We'll be done soon to go shopping." Ron told Harry and Ginny as her grabbed Hermione's hand and they headed upstairs.
On the way she heard Hermione whisper 'Mione and I' into Ron's ear. Studying, what a bad excuse for making out.
"You'd think all they do is go at it!" Ginny said with a laugh Harry replied. "Well...I'm going to go take a bath." Ginny told Harry rather awkwardly. She could have sworn she saw him blush.
Ginny never usually fancied baths, showers were so much quicker, but today she felt as though she needed one. A warm one too. She even added some bath salts and, mounds of bubbles like when she was little.
She waited patiently for the tub to fill up gathering a novel and towels and everything else she needed. She felt wonderful, just letting the water wash over her the first time in what seemed like ages.
After shampooing and conditioning her hair, and cleaning all necessary places, Ginny just sat back and relaxed. She stole a glance at the wall clock. It was 11:30! Oh well. A few more minutes couldn't hurt.
Just as Ginny was wrapping everything up, a bubble tickled her leg. She scratched it promptly and realized just how hairy her legs were! Some brainy witches, like Hermione, preferred a simple hair removing spell for their legs once a month.
But slightly more girly-girls, like Ginny, would shave the old fashioned/muggle razor & shaving cream for a smooth silky touch. At first she had a bit of trouble getting into the right shaving position because of all the bubbles, plus the tub factor.
Finally she got into a semi-comfy position and with on leg high in the air with her toe pointed in the air. It's really not as easy as it sounds. It was aerobic almost ginny thought with a titter.
She was almost done shaving when she got so lost in her thoughts of shopping and what not she went zigzag with her razor.
For a brief second she watched blood trickle down her leg before she felt a stinging so bad it she felt as if it couldn't compare to any unforgivable curse.
"Shit! OWW!" she yelped in frustration nearly on the verge of tears.
Especially because her first reaction was to rinse it off, but once the cut was dipped in the bubbles the pain escalated. "Somebody get in here! PLEASE! AND BRING YOUR BLOODY WAND!"
The end for now! I cannot believe how long it took me to update. Thanks so much for all the reviews. This being my first fic, the fist couple chappies were sort of me getting my flow for writing going. DOUBLE APOLOGY about the centered font. How annoying is that.
Will post a new chapter in a few days! Reviews always make me smile!
Love from Brooke