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Chapter 7: Wednesday with the Weasleys

Morgan paused in the act of rummaging in her closet for her cloak and stared disbelievingly at Sheena.

"Come again?"

"I said, I think Harry's serious about you."

Morgan went back to rummaging, found her cloak and put it on unhurriedly.

"Sheena, he just asked me to spend the evening with him and the Weasleys…"

"That's just it," interrupted Sheena. "He's introducing you to his family which indicates that he's serious about you. I don't think he's done that with any other girl before" she concluded airily.

"Excuse me? This is our third date and you're talking like he wants to marry me or something!"

"No, but it goes to show…"

"Show, what?"

"Nothing."

"I hate it when you do that," grumbled Morgan. "Do I look okay?"

"You never look not okay," said Sheena half-enviously.

"Yeah, yeah, what d'you want from me, Connelly?"

"Ever looked in a mirror, my dear? I, for one, can never understand how you can fail to see how lovely you are-no, don't shake your head at me like that, Morgan."

Morgan laughed. "I know I'm not ugly…"

"That means you're beautiful," said Sheena immediately.

"No, that's not what I meant."

"If you know you're not ugly, it means you know you're beautiful."

"Say something different for a change."

"You're in love with Harry."

Morgan gave a most un-ladylike snort. "Spare me the clichés, oh Sheena the Romantic."

"Well, I can see that you think about him a lot these days."

"Well done, Trelawney," said Morgan dryly, "Obviously, I can't help thinking about him and certain other aspects of…you know better than others."

"Look, Morgan, you don't have to think you don't deserve him, okay?"

Morgan sighed. "Can we not talk about this? Please?"

Sheena frowned and then brightened. "Okay, tell me, do you hate Harry?"

Morgan groaned this time. She knew what was coming next. "No. That means I love him, doesn't it?" she asked sarcastically.

Sheena gave her a wicked grin, but Morgan eclipsed it with one of her own.

"You tell me now, Sheen. Remember a certain Slytherin back in Hogwarts whom I, among others, disliked?"

"Erm…D-draco Malfoy?"

"You used to call him a 'cute villain' if I recall right. D'you hate him?"

"No."

"Then, according to your logic, you love him. Ha ha ha!"

"Very funny, Finley."

"Yeah, well, you asked for it. Merlin! I have to go. Bye Sheen, and stop planning my romantic wedding with Harry," said Morgan and then disapparated hastily.

Sheena felt her heartbeat return slowly to normal. That was close she thought. That was way too close.

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Ron and Hermione watched, amused, as Harry paced before them restlessly.

"Hermione, d'you see that hole appearing in the carpet?" asked Ron, dramatically clutching at her hand.

"Stop it, Ron, he's just nervous…"

"What for? It's not like we're going to gobble up Morgan or anything…"

Hermione sniffed superiorly. "You won't understand, leave him be."

Ron shrugged and then lowered his voice to a whisper. "You know, I think he really likes her."

"I think so too," whispered Hermione in reply.

There was a comfortable silence before Hermione said softly "I know what you're thinking, Ron."

Ron slid down the sofa so that he could rest his head on Hermione's shoulder. "You know, I feel bad about thinking it, but I really hoped that he and Ginny would get together and I know, deep down, mum and dad hoped so too…"

Hermione ran her hand through the bright red strands that were Ron's hair. "And Harry knows it as well. Now you know why he's nervous."

"I don't have anything against Morgan-in fact she's better in many ways for Harry. Ginny can't cook for nuts. No, it's not that. It's just…"

"That deep down feeling?"

"That deep down feeling."

"Um, Ron? About Ginny? I think she can take care of herself. In fact, last I heard, she was dating Viktor."

"Yeah…WHAT?" The whisper ended in a shout that startled Harry, who pulled out his wand reflexively mid-pace, realized that it was Ron and put it back looking bewildered.

"When you said Krum was dating someone else, I didn't think it was Ginny. Why didn't you tell me before?" demanded Ron.

"Because I knew you'd blow your top and we'd just begun talking to each other."

"Hermione, we're not supposed to have secrets from each other."

"Secrets about us," agreed Hermione. "But this was not my secret to tell and in fact I shouldn't have told you now."

"She has a point, Ron," stated Harry calmly (now that he realized what had affected Ron so.)

Ron put his hands up in defeat and shook his head wordlessly. The sound of the doorbell brought the trio back to earth.

"She's here," said Harry a little apprehensively.

Hermione smiled warmly at him and Ron recovered from his shock enough to give Harry an encouraging wink. Harry breathed deeply and then went to open the door.

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"Is the entire Weasley clan going to be there?" whispered Morgan desperately.

Harry smiled reassuringly at her. "Yeah, except Ginny and Percy. Don't worry, you'll like them."

"Yeah, I know I'll like them," said Morgan glumly. The question is- will they like me?

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When all introductions had been made and Morgan had been shown around The Burrow, the Weasley twins cornered her by the fireplace. Harry did catch the glint in their eyes as they did so, but he wasn't unduly worried. He'd seen enough of Morgan to know that she could take care of herself. Probably join in with whatever mischief they're planning he guessed shrewdly.

"Can you play chess?" asked Fred.

This was not a question she'd been expecting. "Yes, but I'm not great at it."

"Pity, because once again ickle Ronnie's going to beat one of us at it again after dinner and brag about it for ever afterwards," sighed George.

"I really don't think Ron's as much as a show-off as you make him out to be…"

"Really, you've never seen him at his worst," said both together.

The problem with Morgan was that whenever she felt a little nervous or insecure or angry, her way of relieving her stress was by becoming reckless. The level of recklessness, of course, depended on the level of stress she was under. And now, the mild stress of being scrutinized and hoping for approval from the Weasleys had gotten to her.

"Hmmm. Maybe there is a way of beating him and I'm quite sure you two have thought about it," said Morgan thoughtfully.

Fred and George smiled identical evil smiles. They liked this one-she was all right.

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At dinner, Harry scrutinized all the occupants of the table in his usual discrete manner. Next to him Morgan, and opposite him, the twins seemed to be radiating innocence and Harry, who was an expert at smelling anything remotely fishy, observed them particularly closely. Morgan caught his eye, smiled warmly and then demurely went back to eating her dinner. Harry continued his scrutiny of the two scheming parties but was rewarded with no answer.

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"Checkmate."

Ron's jaw dropped in horror. "Tell me this is a nightmare," he said at last.

Bill, Charlie, and even their parents applauded appreciatively. Hermione patted Ron consolingly but even she had an unmistakable twinkle in her eyes.

Harry was laughing at the way the twins were celebrating Ron's defeat. They had hugged Morgan impulsively and were now twirling her around in a victory dance.

So that's what they'd been planning….

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"As much as this sounds trite-I had a lovely time, Harry."

"Especially your spectacular win at chess."

Morgan grinned and blushed simultaneously. "I knew you knew."

"That was a clever spell, though. Charming the board so that it showed your opponent losing, whatever he did. Even if he actually won."

"Okay, you're mad at me aren't you?"

"No."

"You should smile and say that then."

"You're incorrigible, you know."

"Actually, the twins thought of it-I just modified their idea a bit and helped with the spell…"

Harry laughed this time. "It was for a noble cause, after all. I forgive you," he added magnanimously.

"Thank you, Mr. Potter, sir."

There was a sudden, uncomfortable silence. They were standing very close all of a sudden. Both of them knew somehow that a kiss was inevitable.

And once it happened, neither of them really minded…

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A.N: Author tries to prise Harry and Morgan apart but gives up what was a hopeless attempt from the start…

Anyway, I hope this chapter came out okay. You'll know later why it was necessary. Sorry if it bored you.

Next chapter: The Argument (Hang on! Who's gonna be arguing!)