Just Say It
A/N: No reviews yet...but maybe that's because I only submitted it 5 miutes ago. Well here's the next chapter, I don't think the first one was so good.
A/N again: I'm not married, I don't have any children and I'm not supposedly richer than the queen. In other words I'm not J.K. Rowling and I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters.
Chapter 2: Greetings and Arrangements
Harry looked more cheerful than Ron had expected, but maybe he was just putting that smile on. He went up to his best friend, patted him on the back and gave him a quick hug. However when Hermione embraced him he didn't really let go. From the corner of his eye he saw Ginny giggle and turn her head away from him. Then he saw Fred and George grow large smirks on their faces. Hermione must have noticed too because she suddenly let go and tried to break the scilence.
"Well," she said, trying to rid the redness on her cheeks. "Should we put our stuff in our usual spots?"
Mrs Weasly nodded and Harry and Hermione made their way up the staircase and into their rooms. Harry would be in Ron's room and Hermione would stay in Ginny's room. Ron and Ginny followed them.
"So what are we going to do now that everyone's here?" Ginny asked sitting down on Ron's bed.
Ron glared at Harry. "Any ideas?" he asked.
"Maybe we could play quidditch," he suggested, but Hermione rolled her eyes.
"This is so typical, you won't stop talking about it at school and now it's the first thing that comes to you'r mind." She sighed.
"Well, I guess we don't have to," Ron said quietly.
Ginny raised her eyebrows but Harry just seemed confused.
"Ron are you feeling alright?" he asked. "This is not very Ron-like!"
But before Harry could question him further Mrs Weasley was calling them from downstairs.
"Well, since I knew Ron would have no idea whatsoever on what to do today I asked you'r father for suggestions." she sighed, and had an expression of regret on her face. "He said it would be just fantastic if you all went to a muggle store with him."
Ron's mouth hung open.
"I tried to suggest something else but he would not change his mind."
"My father is a plug collector who is obsessed with strange things," Ginny groaned. "I mean, Muggles aren't facinated by irons and remote controls."
"There is nothing I can do about it, he wants you to be ready in half an hour."
"I'm sorry," Ron said. "This is going to be so boring."
Hermione smiled.
"Well I think it will be interesting. It's not all completely strange to me." She raised er eyebows at Ron. "Even you may learn something."
She walked off with Ginny.
"Bloody hell," he said. "There you go, already insulting me. I mean I'm not that dumb."
"Geez Ron, don't take it so personally," Harry muttered. "Maybe we should get ready, you'r not honestly going out in you'r PJ's."
"What!" shouted Ron. He had been in his pijamas the whole time without noticing. Even worse, no one had told him. He groaned and walked up the stairs to prepare.