Chapter 3: Campfires and the Lake
The next day, the Burrow was virtually deserted. Everyone had gone back to their own homes and Bill and Fleur were on their honeymoon. Mr. Weasley was knee deep in work at the ministry, and Mrs. Weasley was busy tending to the garden, and cleaning up the rest of the wedding mess.
After breakfast, Ginny, Hermoine, Ron and Harry decided to spend the day at the lake near the Burrow. They brought along a bottomless picnic basket and cooler, so they would have enough food to last them the entire day. They also brought blankets to lye on and S'more ingredients (Hermoine's idea). Ron and Ginny had never had s'mores before, considering it was more of a muggle tradition at campfires. Harry had never actually had a s'more before, either, but he had seen Dudley and his friends make them back at the Dursleys. During the day, they were looking forward to swimming in the lake, and in the evening they would light the campfire.
They arrived to the beautiful scenery of the lake around noon and set up some blankets and the picnic basket and cooler. The landscape was absolutely picturesque. The clear blue-green water of the lake sparkled marvelously in the sunlight. The trees swayed in the cool, light breeze as the birds sang their beautiful melodies.
Ron and Harry kicked their shoes off and flung their shirts on the ground, jumping right into the lake off the dock. Ginny and Hermoine, however, took their time and tested the water carefully first.
"Aw, come on guys! Just jump in! The water's fine!" Called Ron as he and Harry waded in the water, waiting for the girls to get in.
"We're coming, keep your shorts on!" Ginny answered back as she and Hermoine jumped into the lake gracefully.
They swam around for a bit, then about an hour later, they decided to get out and rest and have a bite to eat.
"I'm starving" Harry said as they walked towards where the blankets were set up. Then Ron's stomach growled and Hermoine giggled.
Ron had his head stuck in the picnic basket for a sandwich.
He pulled four out and handed one each to Ginny, Hermoine and Harry. They all sat on the blanket and ate. They sat around the blanket, snacking and conversing for anther hour or so, before Ron and Hermoine decided to embark on a little walk. They walked until they were almost out of sight, and then Ginny and Harry could see that they connected hands as they continued on. Ginny sighed. She had that once with Harry, but now she didn't have anything.
Harry grinned at her evilly. He picked her up and threw her into the lake, jumping in after her. She screamed and laughed all the way in. When she came up she scowled playfully at him. "Oh, that is it, Mr. Potter. You are in big trouble now, mister."
"Oh, really? And just what do you plan on doing to me, Miss Weasley?" He grinned mischeiviously.
"I'll just have to punish you" She smiled back at him. She hoped this was going where she thought it was.
They inched closer in the waist deep water, grinning at each other. They were now centimeters apart, and Ginny's heart was beating a thousand miles a minute. She closed her eyes and leaned in slowly, and Harry did the same. Their lips met in a tender, and passionate kiss and she threw her arms around his neck, and he wrapped his around her waist. They broke apart a minute later, a little out of breath.
"I'm sorry, I just-" Ginny cut him off "Don't be" she said in a soft voice. She kissed him again, even more passionately this time. Her heart was still racing at the though of her and Harry getting back together.
"I take it back. I'm not sorry at all" Harry said with a smirk.
They stayed in the lake for a little longer, sometimes kissing, sometimes swimming, and every now and then dunking each other under the water. A few hours later, Ron and Hermoine were not back yet and the sun was low in the sky. Harry and Ginny were in the middle of kissing when Ginny shivered slightly. She pulled away, her teeth chattering. "Maybe we should get out and dry off" she said through chattering teeth.
"Yeah, it is getting a bit chilly." Harry admitted, though he was thoroughly disappointed at the interruption.
They headed back to the blanket that was spread out on the ground. They cast drying spells on themselves and Harry cast a heating charm on the blanket. They both settled down on the blanket and pulled a few snacks out of the picnic basket to munch on.
There was an awkward silence among the two of them as they munched on their snacks and contemplated what had just happened in the lake, just a few hours ago. 'Does this mean we're back together now?' Ginny wondered to herself as she ate a few grapes.
"So" Ginny started, but Harry beat her to it.
"Ginny, will you be my girlfriend?" He asked hopefully, then added, "Again?"
She smiled and felt extremely relieved. "Of course I will, Harry"
She then threw her arms around him and he kissed her deeply. Just then, as if on cue, Ron and Hermoine walked up. Hermoine's eyes widened and Ron scrunched his sleeves up, ready to kick the bejeezus out of Harry. Hermoine grabbed Ron's arm to hold him back, and he seemed to soften at her touch. "Ahem" She cleared her throat.
Ginny opened her eyes wide, she and Harry still connected at the mouth. As soon as Harry realized what was going on, they broke apart, and he jumped back about three feet. They both blushed furiously at being caught snogging by her brother. Ron just sighed and joined them on the blanket, trying to act like he didn't see a thing (which was proving very hard for him, because he kept throwing very angry glares at Harry, and it was very plain to see that he was restraining himself from killing his best mate). Hermoine just smiled and shook her head, sitting down with the rest of them.
"Look, I know you guys must be shocked to come back and find me and Harry snogging on the blanket. But-" she was cut off by Ron.
"What are you talking about Gin, I saw nothing.." he struggled to say it in the calmest tone he could produce at the moment.
"But" she continued, ignoring her brother, "Harry and I are back together now, so you're just going to have to get over it." She smirked, "Besides, you and Hermoine snog all the time." Hermoine's face was turning beet red at the mention of this, and Ron managed a silly grin, while Harry looked quite amused at the conversation. "I mean, come on. Don't think im so naive that I actually believe you guys and your stupid excuses to go off alone somewhere. I know what you do, and your just going to have to accept the fact that I'm in the same situation here." She was talking mostly to Ron, who just sulked and glared at Harry.
A loud growling noise came from where Ron was sitting. Every one laughed at him, even he seemed to lighten up a bit and laughed a little with the others.
"Well, since it's starting to get dark now, why don't we set up the campfire and make those s'mores?" Hermoine said, reaching into the picnic basket to take out a bag of marshmallows, a box of graham crackers, and a large bar of chocolate.
Every one mumbled their agreements and Harry lit the fire for them. They all put their marshmallows on the end of their sticks and followed Hermoine's actions. Ron's marshmallow ended up too close to the flames, and caught on fire. Once again, everyone laughed at him as he freaked out, obviously not expecting that to happen. Hermoine just shook her head, and took the stick from Ron, blowing out the fire on the marshmallow. She then placed a chunk of the chocolate on one of the graham crackers and placed the marshmallow on top. She then smushed another graham cracker on top of the marshmallow and pulled the stick out. She handed it to Ron who looked at it curiously, and stuffed the whole thing in his mouth at one time. He had a mixed expression on his face as he chewed the gooey, chocolatey snack in his mouth. He nodded his head and stuck his thumb up to signal that he liked it. Harry and Ginny did the same thing Hermoine did to make the s'more, but instead of stuffing the whole thing in their mouth at once, they took a small bite out of it. A collective 'mmm' sounded around the campfire as they finished up their s'mores.
"Wow, Hermoine, those were really good!" Ginny said excitedly.
"Yeah, I can't believe I went my whole life without having one before" Ron added.
"Well, I'm glad you liked them. But we should be getting back to the Burrow now. It's getting quite dark." Hermoine said, looking at the sky.
"Yeah, mum will be worried sick if we don't get back soon." Ginny said standing up and stretching.
They packed up the picnic basket and blankets, and took one last look at the lake , the reflection of the moon giving it a silvery glow. Ron and Hermoine and Harry and Ginny walked hand in hand on the way back. Then suddenly, Harry stopped. "Wait. Guys, there's something wrong here."
Ron and Hermoine turned around to face Harry and Ginny. "What do you mean? There's nothing wrong, Harry." Hermoine said, shaking her head, confused.
"Turn around" Ginny said in a small voice.
Ron pulled Hermoine closer as they turned around to see what the trouble was. Their eyes widened and Hermoine gasped. Harry gripped his wand in his pocket, and squeezed Ginny's hand.
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