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Part III: The Faminly Meeting

"Kids! Wake up! Harry, Hermione, you're going to be late! Come on, up with you!" Mrs. Weasley's voice rang in their ears.

Harry sat up and put his glasses on. Looking around, he realized he hadn't seen Ginny, something he direly whished to do. After booting Hermione out of the room, Harry and Ron got dressed and headed downstairs, to find the girls at the kitchen table along with Charlie and the twins. Happiness overwhelmed Harry at the sight of her. Forgetting who they were in the company of he ranto her throwing his arms around her and pulling her into a big kiss. It didn't take long for Fred to say " Harry, we're eating."

"Yeah, and I think she wants to keep her face intact!" George commented.

Pulling away from Ginny, Harry found disgusted twins and a red faced Ron and Charlie.

"Er, s-sorry." He said trying to look insignificant.

" It's alright mate, at least you're not that Dean bloke! Yeah, Ron really messed him up. I almost feel sorry for the poor guy." Said George.

"Almost." Finished his twin.

"Well, anyway, do you guys know when we are leaving?" inquired Harry, blatantly trying to change the topic.

"In 45 minutes, me and the twins are going with you." Replied Charlie. " I suggest you eat something; we don't know how long this will take."

After Breakfast Harry and Ginny disappeared upstairs (they had apparently gotten back together), while Ron and Hermione went outside " Ron, why didn't you tell me before?"

"Tell you what? To watch out for the gnome going after your leg? Because I only just saw it."

"No, why didn't you tell me you loved me?"

"I don't know. I never thought about it before Dumbledore was killed. That's what made everything real to me. The whole war. I started to think about what he kept telling Harry, you know, the whole love thing. I tried to think of the person who I loved most. Well, my mum came to my mind first. But then, well, all I could think of was you."

"Really?" She asked rhetorically.

"Why didn't you ever tell me?"

"Because I didn't think you'd love me back."

"Well, that was mental of you."

"I did try to tell you once. When you were in the hospital wing after your birthday. I almost told you, but then Lavender came in and it was all a mess."

"It seems someone always interrupts us." Ron and Hermione had stopped and were now looking into one another's eyes, only inches away from each other.

Concurrently, they tilted their heads, and very slowly moved closer and closer until… "OY! KEEP YOURLIPS OFF MY SISTER!" Harry yelled through Ginny's bedroom window.

"BUGGER OFF YOU FILTHY HIPOCRITE!" Ron yelled back. Ron grabbed the base of Hermione's head and crushed their lips together. Hermione moved her hands to the back of Ron's head, playing with his hair, while he moved his hands to her waist. This sight was funnier than it seemed, as Hermione was on her toes, and Ron was hunched over, so they could reach on another.

This stance persisted for a good 5 minutes, until Charlie came and tapped on Hermione's shoulder. Hermione groaned " I thought Ron old you to bugger off." She said in the middle of their snog.

"I don't ever remember him telling me that."

Hermione froze. " Er, well…"

"I'd hate to tear you away from your current… activities, but it's time to go."

"Right. I'll see you later, Ron." She said, giving a final kiss.

As Charlie and Hermione walked away Ron yelled "You always ruin my fun Charlie! First dragons, now this!"

"Sounds like he's going to need to take a cold shower." Charlie laughed.

"What?"
"Never mind."

Upon entering the house, they tore Harry away from his snog session, and they flooed to The Leaky Cauldron, finding the twins, Snape, and Malfoy had already arrived. They took their seats, and Snape stared at them. Harry, having gotten too jittery, boldly asked "So, what's up, pop?"

"Sing me your lullaby." Snape replied.

"My lullaby?" Snape nodded " Alright, here goes nothing. Fore-"

"No, all of you sing it together."

"What are you talking about ! We all don't have the same lullaby!" said Hermione.

"Do you all have the same father? Do you think it possible that I sang you the same lullaby? Just sing it, for god sake! Bloody Gryffindors have to question everything!" Snapped Snape.

All three began.

"Fore fred til begge verden,

She brings her knowledge,

Bright and bold,

Smarter than founders four of old.

For now she rests her chestnut head,

In her tiny baby bed,

But when she's big and proud,

She'll bring both worlds out of the clouds,

With the help of course

Of her brothers' cunning and brute force.

Fore fred til begge verden.

He brings his cunning,

A sneak so sly

He could get past a fruit fly,

Sleep now young boy

Rest your steele eyes

Tomorrow will bring darkened skies,

But once you've used your trickery right,

The skies will become more bright,

Just don't have a fit,

When you have to count on your brothers strength and your sister's wit.

For fred til begge verden.

He brings his strength,

He who has a warriors heart,

Plowing through the enemy with a smirk,

Rest your raven haired head

In your cupboard's bed

Tomorrow you'll have to plow through

Your mortal enemy's crew

Only will you win,

When you listen to your brother and sister's whim

Then is when you'll be at peace.

Fore fred til beg verden."

"Is that all you remember?" Snape asked curtly.

They all nodded. "But, I don't see why that stupid song is so important! I didn't come hear for a sing along! I came here for some supposedly important information, so out with it!" whined Malfoy.

"Around an Iroquois campfire, I heard this very interesting parable." Taking his wand, he conjured about ten sticks. Taking one, he said " If I apply force to this one stick, Mr. Potter, what do you suppose will happen to it?"

Harry furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "It'll break, duh."

"Yes it will break." He snapped the sick in half and picked up two different sticks. "Now what do you suppose will happen if I apply force to these, Mr. Malfoy."

"It'll take more force, but, they'll break."

"Correct." He snapped them in half and picked up the rest of the sticks, holding them in one hand.

He merely looked at Hermione and she instantly said in amazement " They won't break! Harry, they won't break!"