Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters. Damn.
Thanks lily, but I can't take credit for the vows. I found them on a website and only inserted Bill and Fleur's names. If by the thing with Harry and Ginny you mean Ron's little outburst, it was supposed to show Ron's negative feelings that Bill had kicked him out at the last minute and his resentment toward Harry taking his place. Ron is still emotional and immature, just like in canon, but I was trying to add a funny little twist with my collective gasps and whatnot.
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Chapter 5: A Compromising Position
Mrs. Weasley ushered everybody out of the garden and kitchen so she could set up dinner. Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, and Ron all grabbed their broomsticks and headed out to the Quidditch pitch, but when Harry tried to follow them, Ginny took hold of his wrist with a deliciously evil smile illuminating her features and pulled him up three flights of stairs into her bedroom.
Ginny pushed Harry down onto her bed and locked the door. She moved slowly across the room toward Harry. He was a little nervous; Ginny was acting strangely. She climbed on top of him, kissing him slowly at first, then quicker and more passionately. Despite the fact that he enjoyed Ginny's actions tremendously, Harry broke the kiss when she started to remove his shirt.
"What are you doing, Gin?"
"Seeing if you were lying."
"Not that you aren't a good lie-detector, and I will no doubt be spilling my guts in a few minutes if things continue in this direction, but why? What do you think I was lying about?"
"I don't. But I need to make sure. So take off your clothes, and get into the bed."
Harry was surprised by Ginny's directness. "Isn't it a little early in our relationship to be thinking about doing…that?"
"Are you serious?" Harry nodded. "Wow. A guy who doesn't want it all the time. Who would have thought? I'm impressed." Ginny slid off of him and headed for the door.
"Wait." Harry called after her. "You don't have to leave. Just because I don't want to lose my virginity right this minute doesn't mean we can't still have fun."
Ginny turned with a smile. Play time.
The Weasley boys, minus Percy, who was on an important assignment for the Ministry of Magic (at a seminar about standardizing cauldron bottom thickness), filed into the kitchen, every single one of them covered in dirt and so tired they could barely stand, but happier than they had been in a long time.
"Ron, dear, where's Harry?" Mrs. Weasley asked after a brief glimpse up from her work.
"I don't know, Mum. I thought he was right behind me, but he was gone by the time we got to the pitch. Maybe he wanted some time alone and wandered into the orchard instead."
"Hmm. Oh well, he'll come back eventually. Will you go tell your sister I need some help with dinner?"
"Sure thing, Mum," Ron said as he moved sluggishly up the stairs and disappeared. A few minutes later a breathless voice called down the stairs followed by the sounds of someone dragging himself up roughly eighty steps.
"Oi! When did we get so many stairs?"
"Stop, Harry that tickles."
"What tickles? Oh, you mean this?"
"Yes, that, now stop."
"Ginny, Mum wants you to…" Ron stopped abruptly when he realized what he was seeing.
"OI! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING TO MY SISTER?"
To say that Ron had caught his best mate and his baby sister in a compromising position would be the understatement of the century. Maybe the millennium. Hell, it may be the biggest understatement in the history of understatements, rather like saying Gilderoy Lockhart was only a little conceited. Harry was lying on Ginny's bed, his shirt nowhere in sight, and his pants unbuttoned. But Ron's shock was only beginning when he saw Ginny. Ron probably could have found Ginny's blouse if he'd looked for it a bit, but the fact remains that it was NOT on her back. Her bra was unhooked and threatening to fall off and her hair was quite a bit messier than usual. The sight of her straddling Harry nearly caused Ron's head to explode.
"Um, Ginny's on top. Technically, she's doing stuff to me," Harry answered sheepishly. Ginny put her blouse back on and tossed Harry his shirt.
"I can't believe you would ruin our fun like that, Ron," Ginny said indignantly as she stalked past him with her nose in the air.
"Ron, let me explain."
"What's to explain? You lied to my sister to get her into bed and took advantage of her feelings for you for you own twisted pleasure."
"That is not what happened at all!" Harry said heatedly. "She wanted to have sex; I talked her out of it!"
"Yeah, like I'm going to believe that!"
"You're going to have to, because I'm done talking about this," Harry said as he stormed out of the room while Ron stared blankly after his (ex?) best friend.
"What's all that yelling about?"
"I don't know. More than like Ron's just being a prat again."
"I don't know if I'd call him a prat, dear."
"I don't know if I'd call him a prat either, Mum, but if I call him any of the alternatives you'll hit me with that frying pan you're using."
"Now, Ginny, dear, you know as well as I do that a young lady should not use those types of words."
"Mum, I'm sixteen years old and I'll swear if I want to!"
Luckily, Ginny was spared her mother's reply by the distraction created from Harry bounding down the stairs.
"Harry! What was all that yelling upstairs?"
"Just Ron being his usual prat self."
"Oh yeah, who called it?"
"Be quiet, Ginny. What is with everyone calling Ron a prat today?"
"To be fair, Mrs. Weasley, if we called him what we want to, you'd probably hit someone with that frying pan."
"Aren't you being a little harsh?"
"No!" Ginny finally chimed in. "I am tired of everyone in this family acting like my relationship with Harry is some sort of sin!"
"You are younger than him, dear."
"No more than Ron and Hermione."
"That's different. They were in the same year, and they were friends first."
"So were Harry and I!"
"Enough! You and Harry are determined to stay together, I accept that, even if I do think it's a little dangerous for my only daughter to be dating Harry Potter and your father, well…he's nothing short of thrilled. It's just hard for your brothers to think of you dating, especially Ron. To them, you're still the tag-along kid sister, and now, what with them being such good friends with Harry anyway, they never thought this would happen. For Ron, this is like losing his sister, his best friend, and his security all at once."
"Come on, Gin. Maybe we should apologize to Ron."
"Yeah."
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A/N-Sorry it took me so long to get this up! BAD FAUNA! (slaps self on wrist) I had the chapter written, I promise I did, but I broke one of the site rules (slaps self on wrist again) and got my account locked until the February 16 at about 7:08 pm so this chapter should have been posted on February 16 at 7:08 and 10 seconds. I am already well into chapter six, so you won't have to wait long for that. If anyone has some questions, feel free to include them in your reviews or e-mail them to me and I will answer them, definitely if they are about this story, as best as I can if they are about canon (I've all six books like, nine times). I doubt many people will have canon questions, but like I said, feel free to ask me. I promise to all my lovely readers that I will never break a site rule again! I love you all, bye!