A New Life
Chapter Four
House Warming Party
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The next few days past extremely quickly for Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny. They had spent most of their time arranging and rearranging their apartment (the girls couldn't make up there mind on where each piece of furniture should go) the rest of their time was dedicated to filling cupboards with food and unpacking clothing. Ron and Hermione kept disappearing during there unpacking and occasionally you could hear Ginny shriek with laughter as she caught them kissing in different rooms. Once Harry caught them going at it in the bathroom tub, and had to push them out so he could use the restroom.
Most of the living room and kitchen was made up of the furniture that Harry bought and Ginny picked out. The only exception was Hermione's fluffy pink chair that her Dad brought her from her parent's house, and a matching footstool. Every time Harry passed this chair he made fake vomiting motions, which followed by evil stares from Hermione and silent giggles from Ginny.
"I'm sorry you don't like my chair Harry but my Grandmother gave that to me. I think it's pretty." Hermione said angrily to Harry.
"But it's so pink, can't you at least put it in your room?" Harry asked hopefully.
"No, there's no room for it in there, besides this is my apartment too and I think it looks nice where it is."
"Fine, but if it catches on fire one day don't be surprised." Harry said as he walked into the kitchen.
There was a sudden pop from the living room and Harry turned around to see that Ron had just Apparated.
"Hey Ron, where have you been?" Asked Hermione.
"At the Burrow, hey, you're never going to guess what my Mom is doing." Ron said.
"What? Cooking?" Harry asked jokingly.
"Well, yes but that's not the news. She is planning us a house warming party!" Ron said with a smile. "Which I think is great because then we will get presents!"
"Ron, that's not why people have parties. Sometimes it's just fun to get together with your family, it's not all about the presents." Hermione said while giving Ron and evil glare.
"Yeah, but the presents are a good bonusat parties." Ron said, apparently he didn't notice Hermione's frown.
Ginny, who had been listening from the kitchen, came around the counter. "Sounds like fun, when is the party?"
"Tomorrow, Mum is stopping by today to talk to you about it." Ron said as he sat down on their new couch. "Hey, this is nice Harry, good job on the furniture mate."
"Thank Ginny, she picked it out, she picked out my bed too." Harry said turning to look at Ginny.
Ginny's face turned beet red and she turned away from Harry. "Um, yeah. So what time is Mum coming Ron?" Ginny was clearly trying to change the subject.
"She said she would be right behind me so I guess she will be here soon." Ron said.
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"Wow Mrs. Weasley, this looks great! Thanks for everything." Harry said as he entered the living room and looked around at the decorations Mrs. Weasley put up.
Mrs. Weasley had shown up a few hours before their planed house warming party to start food and put up the decorations. She was now in the kitchen with Hermione putting together a small buffet of food for the guests that would be arriving soon. Hermione was consulting a book on how to cook with magic, and her face was scrunched up in concentration as shewaved her wand at a loaf of bread.
"This book said to lightly jab the bread like this and it would cut itself, but it's not doing it." Hermione said looking aggrevated. "What am I doing wrong?"
"Like this dear." Mrs. Weasley poked the bread with her wand and it flew into the air, sliced its self and fell back down onto the counter. "Really dear, it will just be faster if you let me do everything."
"No I want to help Mrs. Weasley, I need to learn these house hold spells someday. I don't want to get married and not know this stuff." Hermione said and she blushed as she suddenly realized that Ron was standing close by. Ron looked panic stricken and left the kitchen. Harry couldn't help but laugh.
"Alright dear, but maybe you should just watch for now and I can teach you as we go along, that book is rubbish." Mrs. Weasley said not noticing the awkwardness that sprang up between Ron and Hermione.
About a half and hour later the rest of the Weasley family showed up, including Mr. Weasley, Fred, George, Charlie, and Bill. Apparently Fleur couldn't make it, she was very pregnant and could hardly get off the couch. The apartment was quickly becoming cramped; it became worse when Tonks, Lupin, and MadEye showed up a few minuets later. Mr. Weasley had conjured some extra chairs for everyone to sit on, and the room was buzzing with laughter and conversations. Everyone seemed please with the apartment, but it turned out that Mrs. Weasly's favorite thing about the apartment was Hermione's horrid pink chair. She shrilled loudly when she saw it and forced a disgruntled Crookshanks off of it so she could sit down and prop her feet up. Hermione tossed Harry a smug look when she did this, but Harry was still determined to get rid of that chair.
Harry was sitting next to Tonks, enjoying a slice of pizza when he realized that Ginny was the only one missing from the living room. He turned his head towards the kitchen and could just make out her red hair sticking out from behind the refrigerator. He sat his plate on his chair and went into the kitchen to see what she was up to.
"Hey Ginny, I haven't seen you all day, what are you looking for?" Harry asked when he reached the kitchen.
Ginny stepped away from the refrigerator and shut the door. Harry's heart jumped as he saw her, she was sporting a pastel pink, spaghetti strap dress that came to her knees. She had simple white flat shoes on and her hair was pulled back in a white ribbon, she looked very beautiful.
"Oh,Hi Harry, I was looking for some butterbeer, I thought we had a few bottles." Ginny said not noticing Harry's stunned expression.
"I um, I mean, yeah I think we drank it all." Stuttered Harry. "I can go get some more."
"No, that's alright, I don't want to take you away from the party, we can go get some later. There is something I wanted to show you anyways." Ginny smiled and winked at Harry. "Hey, have you seen Hermione?"
"Yeah, she's over there." Harry pointed over towards Mrs. Weasley and the pink chair, but Hermione was gone. "She was just over there anyways."
Ginny scanned the room and smiled. "Where is Ron?"
Harry scanned the room as well, and sure enough, Ron was missing two. "I'll bet 20 Galleons that where Hermione is, Ron is too. This is getting really annoying you know, I don't know what I'm going to do about them when you go back to school."
Ginny looked crestfallen. "Let's not talk about school, I'm trying not to think about it."
"I'm sorry Ginny I didn't mean…" Harry was cut off.
"No Harry, it's okay, I just don't want to talk about it right now." Ginny stated. "I'm going to find Hermione and Ron and tell them off for being rude to our guests."
Harry followed Ginny out the door and into the narrow hallway outside; they were about to step onto the elevator when a familiar voice came floating down the hall.
"I don't understand why you won't tell them. Don't you want them to know?"
"I do want them to know, it's just that I think we should wait for while."
"Your just being a coward, you're afraid of your brothers or something, I don't know what your problem is but until you figure it out I'm not kissing you."
Hermione came storming down the hallway and without noticing Harry and Ginny; she stomped back into the apartment, leaving the door open. Ron started to run after her, but stopped instantly as he spotted Harry.
"How much did you hear?" Ron asked huffily.
"Enough to know that you're being a prat to Hermione. Why won't you tell everyone that your dating?" Ginny said putting her hands on her hips.
"Mind your own business and don't stand like that, you look like Mum." Ron turned and walked back into the apartment.
"You know what Harry, I think now is a good time to go get those butterbeers,because if I go back in there I'm going to hit him." Ginny said as she walked onto the now open elevator, Harry followed.