i Bothers with Borthers

Where we left off:

Harry nodded slowly, holding her pinky finger within his. "Well it all started at the end of last month..."

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"...Last month, Ron left for a few days, he said he had just gone to get Hermione. Who was with him when he returned. They were acting all funny for weeks. Then I...I over heard them talking quietly in Ron's room." Ginny took a breath. Harry gulped. Ginny was obviously loathing what she knew. "I heard him say 'They'll never find out!' then her say 'We need to tell them!', but then I heard her say 'We're-"Ginny was cut off by Ron, and Hermione coming down the stairs.

Ginny turned to them, and growled slightly. Ron, and Hermione backed up scared of Ginny, and also wondering why her and Harry were so close. "Hey. Molly. James..."Hermione said slowly. Harry looked back, and forth between the people.

"I am The Lioness! Fear me! Roar!" Ginny yelled at them. They stepped back up to the wall. Ron putting his arm around Hermione. "You Weasel! And you Granger!" She yelled. Harry coughed to signal that he was uncomfortable in this position. Ginny pulled him out of his seat by the pinky and they both rushed up the stairs.

"Whoa." Harry breathed when Ginny locked her room door, on the second floor next door to Hermione's. "What was that?"

"I was being 'The Lioness.' I said I liked that name." Ginny said shrugging. "As I was saying. She said 'We're...'"She stopped then went on. "She said 'We're married, Ron! You can't ignore that!' Then they detected me outside the door." Ginny breathed. Harry stood in shock.

"What! What in Merlin's name does that mean?" Harry breathed, wide-eyed in shock. Ginny shook her head before answering.

"Hermione, and Ron are married...they got married in the states last June. I was just as shocked as you are." Ginny said biting her bottom lip. "You swore not to tell. So only you and I know, other than them two."

"Merlin...wasn't expecting that. I think I'm having chest pains. Chest pains that shouldn't exist till I'm 90!"Harry said before he started laughing. Ginny joined in after a few minutes. "What are we laughing about!"

"I don't know!" Ginny confused falling to the ground, with laughter. "Ron, and Hermione are married! Mr Ron Weasley, and Mrs. Hermione Weasley!"She said making Harry fall to his knees with laughter.

"If you find...find it so...so funny why are...are you mad at...them!" Harry sputtered, tears of laughter falling from his eyes. Ginny's eyes were equally red.

"I don't know! I guess just because they didn't tell anyone!" She replied her laughter calming. "Hey Harry?" She said looking over to the calming Harry next to her.

"What?" He asked looking up at the red head girl. He sat cross-legged on the soft blue carpet. When Ginny opened her mouth to ask her question, Mrs. Weasley knocked on the dark wood door.

"Molly? James? Are you two in there? Billus, and Jane are scared out of their wits; they think you two have gone mad. They said Molly was...growling? And calling herself ... 'The Lioness.' What in Merlin's name! You two get out here! Molly! You need mental help!"Mrs. Weasley knocked on the door more.

"Just a minute mum! I'm finishing off my dinner of boy!" Ginny yelled through the door. Harry, and her burst out in laughter again. "Go, Harry, I'll ask you later." Ginny said shooing Harry out. He got up, and limped (his foot was asleep) out the door.

When he came out, red eyed and puffy, clutching his chest, and limping, Mrs. Weasley sighed in relief that Ginny hadn't really eaten him. "Thank heavens. What's going on with that girl?" She asked glaring at the door.

"She's just...she's 'The Lioness.'" Harry answered smiling. Hermione sighed as well. Ron just shook his head.

"Why are you limping? And clutching your chest? Did she attack you? Oh Merlin's what's gotten into her!"Mrs. Weasley said looking Harry over. Laughter could be heard through the door, Ginny was obviously eavesdropping. An extendable ear could be seen under the door. "It's good I didn't put Jane in there with her. She'd be murdered."

"Well I think she's..."Harry started then remembered that Ginny hadn't had the chance to grab her leather bound book downstairs. "Er...I'll be right back." He said dashing once again down the gold staircase, and to the Lioness's table. The book sat untouched where it had been before when she had scared Granger, and Billus out of their wits. He picked up the book, wondering what would happen if he opened it. But just as he opened to the 'This Book Belongs To:' page, someone tapped him on the shoulder. He quickly closed the book and turned around.

A blonde girl, a head shorter than him stood in front of him. Looking nervous. "Hi, I'm Fleur's sister, Gabrielle, you can call me Gabby though." She said biting her lip. She wore blue robes that matched the blue streaks in her hair. Her French accent unmistakable.

"Hi Gabby. How's Fleur doing?" Harry asked leaning on the table. He certainly remembered Fleur, and her sister. He had saved Gabby from the great lake in fourth year when Fleur couldn't. He was surprised that Gabby knew English so well.

"Fine." She answered looking down at her feet, and swiping the floor with her feet. "Um...Madame Bolvare is looking for you." She said before dashing back up the stairs in a hurry. Muttering in French, and of course Harry didn't know what she was saying. He took a few steps forward. She had said Borthers was looking for him, but he didn't know where to find her. After a minute of thinking he figured it must have been a warning that Borthers wanted to talk with him. He understood perfectly.

Harry rushed up the stairs to his room, and unluckily for him, ran into Borthers when reaching the second landing. "Harry! My dear boy! Your certainly in a hurry, what's up?" She asked steering him up to the third floor, the book still clutched in his hand.

"I was just returning this book to-"Harry began, when Borthers cut him off.

"Oh of course! Genie's book! Or was her name Ginny? Oh well!"Borthers said as the reached room 305. She unlocked the door with a spell, and steered him into the room. "I've been wanting to speak with you." She relocked the door, and forced Harry onto the couch.

"About what?" Harry managed to get his voice to say. Borthers turned to him and started laughing. But luckily for Harry, someone chose now to knock at the door. The ex- Hogwarts professor opened the door to just glimpse a yellow a blue flash that just as quickly as it had appeared, it slipped into the room and out of sight.

"Merlin! What was that!"Borthers gasped walking into the hall. Harry made to stand but when he had reached to a standing position, and blur knocked him down and covered him in a velvety blue cloak.

"Shush! You don't want her to hear you do you?" Came the French accented voice of Gabby. "Keep your voice down!" Harry almost didn't know it was her, so much English. "I learned from Borthers." As if she had read his mind she answered. "Up! We have to be quick!" She forcefully told him, pushing Harry all the way into the hall.

Before he knew what had happened they were in the lobby, and she had tore off the cloak. "What was that!" Harry gasped trying to catch a bit of breath. Gabby had changed her out fit into blue jeans and a shirt that had some French band's name on the front.

"Shush! She has ears and eyes everywhere! She's insane." Gabby said pulling out a wand and yelling a spell. A blue door appeared, and closed off the main stairwell. "Cette sorcière de chienne..."She muttered to herself. "Thank Merlin we escaped!"

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A/N: Gotta love French... Here's the translation:

Cette sorcière de chienne...This witch of bitch