Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from "Harry Potter" but
heck, a kid can dream, can't she?
A/N: This is my second fan fic so don't murder me if it isn't so great right now. It'll get goooooood later. PLEASE REVIEW SO I WILL HAVE REASONS TO CONTINUE WRITING THIS STORY! Thanks!
Ron Weasley woke up one summer morning to the sounds of the six other Weasley children, all bustling 'round the kitchen, eating breakfast. Ron smiled and sat up to look at his small room. He shared it with Ginny so her bunk bed took up most of the space along with his own bed.
Along their walls were pictures of their favorite Quidditch team, the Chudly Cannons. Also with Ginny's half, there were pictures of the members of the Salem Sisters, her favorite band on WWF, Witches Wireless Network.
He then pulled on his hand knitted sweater, maroon as always, and some jeans. He then walked down three flights of rickety old stairs and joined his family in the kitchen.
As he walked into the room, he noticed the everyday habits of his family. His father and mother were both eating sausages and eggs while reading The Daily Prophet and conversing in low tones. Bill, Charlie and Percy, the eldest brothers, were talking about how the Ministry has got to begin believing that Voldemort's back.
"Ever since I left the Ministry, all they do is deny that You-Know-Who is back." Complained Percy, who had just rejoined the family when he admitted that Voldemort was back.
Fred and George were inventing new pranks for their joke shop, Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, and Ginny, all alone in the far corner of the table, was reading what looked like a letter.
Ron grabbed some toast and marmalade and took the seat next to Ginny.
"Who's it from?" he asked curiously, while trying to smear marmalade on his toast.
"Hermione Granger." She said coolly.
Ron's ears went red. Hermione Granger was one of Ron's best friends, aside from the famous Harry Potter. Not only was she his best friend, she was also his secret crush. He had fallen in love with her the first day he had met her. He didn't know how she felt about him, never the less if she liked him like he liked her, but still...
"What did she say?" Ron asked, hiding the excitement in his voice.
Ginny held up the letter and began reading it aloud:
Dear Ginny, It's been a long time since we've talked. How are you? Things here at home are pretty boring. Mom and Dad are working all day and I can't do anything but homework, not that I mind doing it of course!
In response to your last letter, yes! My mom said I could come whenever it's good for you and your family. Let me know ASAP! For that thing about Ron...
Ginny stopped reading, leaving Ron leaning so far in his seat that he was close to falling.
"What about me?" he interrogated?
"Nothing." Ginny replied calmly. "All I'll tell you is to use your head and put it all together!"
Ron gaped at her and with that, Ginny walked away from the table and went outside to degnome the garden.
A/N: This is my second fan fic so don't murder me if it isn't so great right now. It'll get goooooood later. PLEASE REVIEW SO I WILL HAVE REASONS TO CONTINUE WRITING THIS STORY! Thanks!
Ron Weasley woke up one summer morning to the sounds of the six other Weasley children, all bustling 'round the kitchen, eating breakfast. Ron smiled and sat up to look at his small room. He shared it with Ginny so her bunk bed took up most of the space along with his own bed.
Along their walls were pictures of their favorite Quidditch team, the Chudly Cannons. Also with Ginny's half, there were pictures of the members of the Salem Sisters, her favorite band on WWF, Witches Wireless Network.
He then pulled on his hand knitted sweater, maroon as always, and some jeans. He then walked down three flights of rickety old stairs and joined his family in the kitchen.
As he walked into the room, he noticed the everyday habits of his family. His father and mother were both eating sausages and eggs while reading The Daily Prophet and conversing in low tones. Bill, Charlie and Percy, the eldest brothers, were talking about how the Ministry has got to begin believing that Voldemort's back.
"Ever since I left the Ministry, all they do is deny that You-Know-Who is back." Complained Percy, who had just rejoined the family when he admitted that Voldemort was back.
Fred and George were inventing new pranks for their joke shop, Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, and Ginny, all alone in the far corner of the table, was reading what looked like a letter.
Ron grabbed some toast and marmalade and took the seat next to Ginny.
"Who's it from?" he asked curiously, while trying to smear marmalade on his toast.
"Hermione Granger." She said coolly.
Ron's ears went red. Hermione Granger was one of Ron's best friends, aside from the famous Harry Potter. Not only was she his best friend, she was also his secret crush. He had fallen in love with her the first day he had met her. He didn't know how she felt about him, never the less if she liked him like he liked her, but still...
"What did she say?" Ron asked, hiding the excitement in his voice.
Ginny held up the letter and began reading it aloud:
Dear Ginny, It's been a long time since we've talked. How are you? Things here at home are pretty boring. Mom and Dad are working all day and I can't do anything but homework, not that I mind doing it of course!
In response to your last letter, yes! My mom said I could come whenever it's good for you and your family. Let me know ASAP! For that thing about Ron...
Ginny stopped reading, leaving Ron leaning so far in his seat that he was close to falling.
"What about me?" he interrogated?
"Nothing." Ginny replied calmly. "All I'll tell you is to use your head and put it all together!"
Ron gaped at her and with that, Ginny walked away from the table and went outside to degnome the garden.