"What! Your sister is dating Harry Potter? COOL!"

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Disclaimer – See Chapter 1 (Of Fake Howlers and Plastic Sporks)

READ MY BABBLE! Thank you!

Author's Babble – HEY! Okay, in this chapter I will try my best to keep my grammar and spelling errors to minimum. I will like to thank lostinsidesaveme(thanks for read my other story!), It Does Not Matter At All, Bookworm-Air13, Kates Master, Diamond (you do NOT sound like a snob. Actually, you sound like a pretty cool person! ☺), lily101 (er-thank for reviewing?), Whitelight72, Meifa-chan, bruisedpapaya, mandapanda432, Sweetie813, WutevaChica, Tamika (rolls eyes) Lourdes (I'm not taking offense thanks for the constrictive criticism☻), Risifruttii, gryffindorgul123, campchamp21, EgyptainBeauty (glad I made you proud), iceskater25705 (thanks for the offer!), Usagi of Feudal Moon Era, hp-Lover-4-Ever.

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No flames. Constructive Criticism would be greatly appreciated and please review and tell me how I can improve my writing and if I could continue this story.

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I will like to dedicate this chapter to three different groups of people!

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Firstly, to gryffindorgul123,

You were my 100th reviewer! Thanks for reading!

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Secondly, to campchamp21,

You were my 101st reviewer, thanks for helping me over the 100 marking!

Merci!

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Thirdly, but certainly not last,

My best friends,

ChunLi/Mika-Chan, Queenie and Vivi,

For supporting (I spelt 'support' right this time! Can you guys believe I once spelt it 'serport'? But back to my dedications) me and helping me make up the questions Harry and Ginny would be asking Ron and Hermione.

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Chapter 7.

Operation Lady and the Tramp. Steps3&4.

The question is answered! Well, kind of.

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"Are you sure that the plan is good enough, Harry?" Ginny asked her boyfriend, Harry, as they strolled towards the owlery (sp?) to receive the 'package'.

It was early Sunday morning, and our pair could be found making their way towards the owlery. Fred and George wrote back, requesting, well…ordering, for Harry and Ginny to be waiting in the owlery at 6 o'clock in the flipping morning!

When Ginny realized what was being asked of her, she went crazy. Let's just say that the Weasleys are not what you would call morning people. And Ginny was not an exception.

Harry chuckled, and ruffled Ginny's long red mane.

"Trust me, Gin. You know that Ron would eat anything that looks remotely edible, and that Hermione loves gum. So the plan is completely foolproof!" Harry said, reassuring Ginny. He slipped his arm around her waist, and began leading her up the owlery steps.

"If you say so," Ginny replied, leaning slightly against Harry's tall frame. But she still had her doubts.

The plan was pretty simple. After Sunday lunch, Harry and Ginny would casually offer Hermione and Ron some chocolate tarts. Obviously, Ron would shove two or three in his mouth at once, (it's a wonder he's not Crabbe's size by now) Hermione would refuse, and Harry would offer her the chewing gum specially made for her, and viola!

That was it!

They arrived in the owlery with a couple of minutes to spare. Both stood in front of a window, and began compared cloud shapes.

They did enough snogging on the way up to the owlery anyhow.

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"Okay, Potter. It's now or never!" Ginny said, as she and Harry squared their shoulders off, and they make there ways towards their victims.

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"Hey, Ron. Do you want a chocolate tact Harry and I got from the kitchens?" Ginny asked, holding open a brown paper bag with the tarts. Ginny, herself was chewing on a tart that was actually from the kitchen.

"Okay!" Ron replied, and as predicted, he shoved two into his mouth.

"That's disgusting, Ron," Ginny said, rubbing her nose. Harry, in the mean time, was talking to Hermione.

"Fancy some gum, 'Mione?" Harry said, throwing a pack towards Hermione, "Dobby says it's a new kind of gum! It's supposed to take the flavor of your favorite taste!"

"Wow!" Hermione exclaimed, as she unwrapped the wrapper (A/N that sound so weird), "that's really complex magic! To under mind the body's taste glands, and allow the gum to taste like your favourite flavor!"

"Er – yeah. That. What you say," Harry muttered, as Hermione popped the gum into mouth. There was a slight flicker in her eyes, indicating that the charm was taking effect.

Harry opened his mouth to ask the big question, but was stopped.

"Why don't we have some fun with them first," Ginny said, with a mischievous look in her eyes. Harry grinned. He knew there was a reason why he liked her so much.

"Let the game begin!" Harry said rubbing her hands together.

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"So, Ron," Harry asked, "what's the colour of your toothbrush?" Ginny looked at him strangely. Ron was always hiding his toothbrush, and this was a good a chance as any to ask that question.

"Pink with orange and blue flowers," Ron answered emotionlessly, Ginny had let out an unlady-like snort. Dean and Seamus, who were sitting nearby, laughed loudly.

"Hermione, what's the sexiest thing about Crabbe?" Ginny asked.

"His full figure," she answered as if it was the most obvious answer in the world. Harry, Dean and Seamus were shaking in laughter, and Lavender and Parvati came over to see what was so funny.

They gave Harry and Ginny confused looks, and they quickly explain the situation with the Truthful Tarts. And Lavender not wanting to miss out on the fun, asked a question.

"Ron, do you sing in the shower?"

"Yeah. I sing 'I'm…too sexy for my shirt, to sexy for my shirt, to sexy for it.'" The group exploded with laughter. Tears were streaming down their faces.

"Okay, laugh Ron, are you still afraid of the dark?" Ginny asked, still grasping for breathe. Ron always had a problem with the dark.

"Yes. That's why I have a 'Hello Kitty' nightlight that runs off of magic,"

Dean and Seamus were on all fours, banging their fists against the ground. Lavender and Parvati were not better off, both collapsed on a couch. And Ginny was leaning against Harry, and her arms were tightly around his waist to prevent her from falling.

"What's your favourite Pokémon, Hermione?"

"Butterfree!"

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"What was your favourite telly show when you were a kid?" Seamus asked, his Irish accent was thick with laughter.

"Tellytubbies (sp?)!"

"OH MY GOD!" Parvati exclaimed, "That show is, like, so gay!"

And I could have agreed more with you more, Parvati. That show is gay. And did you know the guys in the Wriggles are gay! That's totally gross, dude!

"Er – okay. Who was your favourite teletubby?" Harry asked.

"La-la!" (A/N I think that's the name of the yellow, crybaby one. But OMG, that show is so fucking gay! Sorry, I had to get that out)

Now it's time for the grand finally.

"So, Ron. Do you like Hermione? And why have you never said anything?"

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Sorry about the cliffy. I don't really like this chapter. I have the cold right now, and it's horrible. I must really love you guys to be typing this shit out 11 o'clock in the night. It may be my worst chapter ever, but maybe the questions that were asked to Hermione and Ron made up for it.

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This angel's gotta PunkRock Grandma!