Chapter Three: Going back to Hogwarts
"I can't wait for tomorrow", Hermione Granger stated to Harry Potter.
"Yeah, great", Harry replied glumly.
"I can just feel the excitement in your voice", Hermione said sarcastically.
"Sorry but when was the last you went to school with people talking about you behind your back or thinking you were a murderer."
"Oh well, we have to go now whether you're happy with it or not", Hermione said simply. With that, she walked from the room with her three large trunks.
Thirty minutes later they were at the train station and the children have boarded the train. Fred, George, Hermione, Ginny, and Harry all got a compartment. With in a few minutes, Dean had come into the compartment and gave Ginny a swift kiss.
"Watch it, buddy, you aren't allowed to kiss our baby sister", George said protectively.
"Shut up, George", Ginny whispered menacingly.
"Anyway, I didn't come here just to kiss Ginny. Hermione, you and I need to go to our prefect meeting", Dean said, trying to sound impressive.
"See you guys later", Hermione said, happily setting off to her first "rule-follower's" or prefect meeting. After they left, Fred and George started talking about marketing for the products in their soon-to-be joke shop. Harry was glad they didn't ask him to join in the conversation. His forehead wrinkled in confusion. What on this bloody hell earth did Ginny see in Dean? He'd always got along quite well with Dean, but right now he couldn't help this feeling he had of wanting to hex Dean to oblivion.
"We're back", Dean stated, as though he was expecting a parade, and then started laughing.
"That meeting was so-"she paused and looked around. She rolled her eyes when she noticed Dean snoring loudly. Fred and George were taking turns turning his nose different colors. Harry was trying to suppress a laugh. Ginny slapped Dean to tell him his nose was now pink with yellow polka dots.
"Hey!" he exclaimed, rubbing his cheek. "That hurt! Now you have to make it up to me" he said, pouting.
"How's this?" Ginny asked wrapping her arms around Dean's neck and kissing him so passionately that he started to fall over. Fred and George were making retching sounds. Hermione and Harry were watching, intensely interested.
A minute later, they broke apart, both gasping for air. "Wow, Ginny, that was great", Dean said, apparently impressed. "How did you get that good at kissing?" he asked.
"I practiced on Harry during the summer", she said sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "It's a talent I was born with", she said, smirking slightly.
"Show that talent to me more, okay?" Dean said, pulling Ginny into another kiss. He then started slipping his hands up her shirt, but she stopped him.
"Not here", she murmured, as Harry, Hermione, Fred, and George got up to leave the compartment. Neville had just come in. He was in shock while watching them. He'd never even kissed a girl. Neville started grinning.
"Do they always do that?" Neville asked after Ginny broke away, looking a very deep shade of red.
"God forbid they do", George whispered.
"It's okay, you guys can come back in now" Ginny said, clearly embarrassed.
"Good," Fred sighed in relief. "Okay, Dean, now seriously, you're not allowed to do that to our little sister."
"Understandable," Dean said sadly. "Well, I got to go, bye Ginny," he said and then left.
"Great, you two just had to ruin that for me, didn't you? If you weren't here-"
"You guys would both already have your shirts off," George finished for her. "We know. We're teenage boys just like Dean." They realized what they had just said in horror. "Sorry Ginny, this for your own good, so you're never leaving the house again."
Ginny groaned. When were her brothers going to stop being so overprotective?
"Guys, not meaning to interrupt or anything, but I think we're here," Harry said, trying to keep the bitterness he felt for Dean out of his voice. The other five looked up at the place they missed so much over the summer.
Harry looked up, smiled and said, "I'm home."
