A/n: cosmoz – ok I guess it's partly my fault that you thought this was d/h coz of the summary but ITS NOT. If you had bothered to even read the next few chapters you would've known that it was r/h but this is a sequel to another fic and I'm just starting where I left off and that's why the summary is like that. But whatever, say what you want.

Thank you to the people who appreciate this.

Chapter seven

That night, Pig came back with a letter. Ron quickly retrieved it and unrolled the parchment. Hermione and Ginny crowded around him to see who it was from. After reading it all together, Ginny slowly drifted away from them and sat on a nearby chair.

"It's because of me he doesn't want to come." Ginny said to herself, but loud enough that Ron and Hermione could hear. "If it weren't for me, it would've been perfect."

"You got that right." Ron mumbled. Hermione hit his arm and gave him a look.

She walked over to Ginny and put her arm around her miserable friend's shoulder. "Come on Gin. Don't put yourself down so much, though I have to admit…I guess he's just not er – prepared – to see you yet."

Ginny gave her a sorrowful look. "I told you I'm stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid!"

"We all know that Ginny." Ron said sarcastically. "Why'd you have to mess it up with Harry anyway? I mean, you guys were practically inseparable! You were perfect for each -" but before he could finish, Ginny rushed upstairs to her room.

"Oh good job there Ron! That was real sensitive of you!" Hermione snapped. "Why'd you say those things to her? Poor girl…"

"Poor girl? What are you saying?" Ron demanded. "Honestly, women are so hard to understand."

"Maybe that's because men are jerks who don't try to see our point of view!" Hermione said defensively.

"Well women are always changing their minds! They're so moody and irritable." Ron countered. "I thought PMS was only once a month?"

Hermione's ears turned red. "I thought PMS was only for girls?"

It was Ron's turn to go red. "Well - "  He began but something interrupted him.

"Ahem." Someone coughed. It was Mrs. Weasley, staring at them with one eyebrow raised. "Dinner's ready. Fred and George are coming home soon. Can you call Ginny upstairs for me, Hermione?"

"Sure." Hermione nodded. She gave Ron a "we're-not-done-yet" look and headed upstairs.

"I thought you two were done with having these rows." Mrs. Weasley commented. "It looked like you were going to bite each other's head off if I hadn't come."

Ron snorted and followed his mother to the dining room/kitchen.

A few minutes later, Fred and George barged in the door.

"Hello mother!" Fred said cheerily. "We brought Lee over if you don't mind."

"Oh that's fine." Molly smiled.

Lee Jordan came in after George, looking rather shy.

"Don't be shy!" George said as if reading Lee's thoughts. "Let's eat! I'm starving."

They took their places in the table. Then Ron pointed out, "Hermione and Ginny aren't here yet."
            "What on earth are they doing up there?" Molly wondered. "You go ahead and eat; I'll see what's going on."
            "Excellent." Fred grinned as he wolfed on his roasted chicken. "Business was tiring today."

"At least we got those fine ladies' names." George added. "They'll be coming back for more I tell you."

They talked for awhile until Ginny, Hermione and Molly came down. Ginny's eyes looked a little swollen and Hermione's shirt sleeve was wet.

"Looking good Hermione." Lee teased when Hermione sat down.

Hermione smiled. "Of course." She caught Ron's eye but Ron quickly looked away.

"Uh, Fred, George, Harry said he couldn't make it to his own birthday." Ron said, quickly changing the subject.

"Why not?" Mrs. Weasley asked. "That's a shame."

Ginny started to tremble lightly. Hermione grabbed her hand to help her calm down.

"Yeah! Why not?" Fred repeated. "We've got so many things planned! Filibuster's fireworks, catch the non-chocolate frog…"

"Find the right flavored bean…" George added.

"Guess the weight of the jabberwocky." Lee piped in.

"And a special preview of our new product!" Fred announced. "He's coming no matter what he says."

"But let's be reasonable! Harry has the right to decide what he wants to do!" Hermione argued.

"Harry doesn't know what he's saying. Trust us Hermy dear. He'll enjoy this." George replied.

"But -" Hermione began.

"He won't come because I'm here." Ginny squeeked. "H-he probably d-doesn't want to have any awkwardness go on between us."

            "And why is that?" Lee asked in a confused tone.

            "They broke up you idiot!" Fred answered. "Ginny ditched Harry for some bloke in Ravenclaw. Michael Cornor I believe. I told you that remember?"

            Ginny looked stunned. "You people have no right to gossip about my life!" She cried. She got up and stomped back to her room.

            "Gin! Wait!" Hermione quickly followed her.

            "Fred! Learn to shut your mouth!" Mrs. Weasley scolded. "I have such insensitive sons! You should know that your dear sister is going through a difficult stage right now!" She frowned at the four boys who stared blankly at her. "I expect all of you – except Lee of course – to hand wash these dishes after eating!" And with that, she took off and proceeded to her daughter's room. The four boys were left speechless.

            "Fred…George…" Lee began.

            "What?" George asked.

            "Remind me not to have dinner at your house when your mother, sister and Hermione are here." Lee stated.

            The three of them laughed but Ron did not join in. Deep inside him, he felt guilty and angry at himself.

A/n: Yeah you know the drill!