Chapter 3
Dinner came swiftly, causing Harry's stomach to do flips. This would be the first night that the family would believe that Ginny and him were "dating." The thought was terrifying. They had been in Hermione and Ginny's room talking when they got word that dinner was ready. Hermione and Ron left the room before Ginny and Harry could get up. Ginny got up and walked ahead of him slightly before pinning him to the wall. She leaned in and kissed him just as she had that same day. When she was done she leaned over to his ear and whispered softly,
"We have to make this convinceable." Harry nodded, not wanting to let go of her. She went to go and he grabbed her hand, pulling her to him. He kissed her soundly upon her lips. When he opened his eyes he saw a look of shock upon her face.
"Convinceable is my middle name," he whispered to her. She laughed and they walked down the steps into the kitchen hand in hand.
"FRED! GEORGE! STOP SENDING THOSE PLATES FLYING!" Molly Weasley screamed at her twin sons. They gave her the same identical look of innocence before sitting down at their spots.
"But it's fun, Mum!" George complained. She looked at him and narrowed her eyes.
"When are you going to grow up George!"
"Whenever you get my name right! Golly, woman! And you call us our mother," George teased, causing Molly to become flustered.
"I'm sorry, Fred."
"No that's okay I'm George." Molly sighed and rolled her eyes.
"You're an idiot, George," Fred hissed at him. George flashed him a smile.
"Yeah well so are you. Since you're my twin!"
"I know! Mum should be proud..." George started
"Of having two.." Fred interjected
"Idiots in the family!" They finished together. Ron rolled his eyes and sat down in his favorite chair.
"She isn't proud you idiots. She's appalled!" Ron answered. Fred and George looked at him as if he had finally lost his mind.
"Ronniekins! You used a big word!" Fred exclaimed.
"We had no idea you had it in you!" George exclaimed, in mock surprise.
"It's all because..."
"Of Hermione..."
"Her brains are rubbing off..."
"On dear old Ronniekins!"
"Mum! Make them stop!" Ron complained. She wheeled around and gave them a glare.
"Fred! George! Stop it!" She commanded. They snickered and gave each other high fives. That was when they noticed how close Ginny and Harry were sitting and the fact that they were holding hands underneath the table.
"GINNY AND HARRY SITTING IN A TREE! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" They sang together.
"What is going on in here!" Arthur asked as he walked in through the kitchen door.
"Ginny and Harry are holding hands underneath the table!" Fred answered proudly. Arthur looked at them, both their young faces where blazing red.
"Really? Well, once Molly gets the food upon the table you'll need to answer a few of my questions," Arthur said as he sat down across from them.
"They're holding hands! OH HAPPY DAY OH HAPPY DAY!" Molly exclaimed as she did a little jig. Harry swallowed hard. If he EVER hurt Ginny now he would be dead, buried, unburied, killed again, and buried. That much he knew at this moment. He felt Ginny give his hand a reassuring squeeze. Harry hoped that there wouldn't be any more people here at Grimmauld Place for dinner.
Yet, sure enough Tonks, Remus, Moody, and Kingsley all had come to dinner that night. After they had settled down Arthur cleared his throat.
"So when did you two decided to start dating?" Arthur asked them pleasantly.
"Today," Harry said, trying not too look nervous.
"And did you ask her or did she ask you?"
"I asked her," Harry said, hoping that was the right answer. It was maddening just sitting there with the entire Weasley clan (or nearly the entire clan) nodding at his responses.
"Tell me, Harry. What are you intentions?"
"Er... What do you mean Sir?"
"I mean what are your intentions with my daughter."
Harry glanced over at Ginny, dread filling him. He looked back and licked his lips nervously.
"Er. . . My intentions... To be her boyfriend?" Harry tried.
"You don't seem sure about that."
"Well I'm still kind of confused."
"What are you confused about?"
"Well the word intentions. I want to be her boyfriend and all the stuff that comes with that."
"And what 'stuff' are you speaking about, Harry?"
"Um. . . Er. . . Well the typical stuff, holding hands, cough kissing cough being there for her. . ."
"I do believe I heard kissing within that cough, Harry."
"Er. . . Yeah."
"You do realize that she is a lady, don't you Harry?"
"Er. . . What? OH yes of course sir! I know that she is. I will always treat her as such."
"Good because you know what will happen if you don't?"
"Er... You'll kill me sir?"
"Oh no Harry I won't kill you. I'll make YOU into the lady."
"Er. . ."
"Daddy!" Ginny exclaimed, finally jumping to Harry's rescue. Arthur looked at her and smiled.
"Your my one and only little girl! I have to do to this stuff." Ginny rolled her eyes and huffed wildly.
"This is Harry you're talking to! He would never do anything like that!" Ginny protested.
"I know, dear, but I have to as your father."
"Dad!"
"Ginerva."
"Arthur!"
"Fred and George!" The twins said together, causing the tension in the room to disappate.
"I'm sorry, Harry. I guess I'm just protective." Harry nodded.
"I understand, Mr. Weasley."
"If anyone else patrionizes them then I swear I will hurt you! This is the best thing that could ever have happened and I don't want anyone screwing it up. Do you understand?" Molly threatened. Everyone nodded, including the people not in the Weasley family. Harry sighed inwardly. These next seven months were going to be the longest of his life.
