Weasley Brothers and Harry

"This is your room," Ginny said as she walked into Percy's old room. Micah followed her and set his trunk at the foot of the bed.

"Thanks," he said and sat down. Ginny watched him for a few seconds as he fingered the bed spread. Then he looked up and said, "They don't like me, do they?"

"My parents?" Ginny asked. They had honestly seemed to like him. He was polite and himself the entire time during dinner. What would make him think they didn't like him?

"No," Micah said, "Your brothers."

"Oh," Ginny said quietly. She walked over and sat down next to him. "Just give them time. They don't even know you yet. They will like you."

"Yeah," Micah looked at her disbelievingly. Ginny smiled a reassuring smile, and then kissed him.

After a few minutes, she said, "I'm gonna go."

Micah nodded. "Alright."

She sat on his bed next to him for a few more seconds before standing up and leaving the room. She had to go talk to her dear brothers. Ron, Fred and George had given Micah a hard time at dinner and Ginny was about ready to use her bat bogey hex on them all. Yes, it was a little childish, but the hex never failed her before.

Ginny approached Ron's room. She heard voices but couldn't make out any words. She knocked and walked in. Ron and Hermione were sitting on the bed. Fred and George were sitting by the window. Harry wasn't there. They all stopped talking when she walked in.

"Hey," Ginny greeted. "What are you guys talking about?"

They all exchanged glances.

"We were just discussing you and Micah," Hermione spoke up. Ginny raised her eyebrows.

"We don't like him," Ron added.

Ginny rolled her eyes. "Of course you don't," she said, "You never like any of my boyfriends."

"Actually," George said, "We did like one boyfriend that you had."

"It was that one bloke," Fred added.

"Harry Potter, I think his name was. I liked him." That was George again.

"Of course," Ginny mumbled.

"Just so you know," Hermione said, "I like him. I think he's nice."

Ginny smiled. "Thank you, Hermione." Then she looked back at her brothers with a frown on her face. "You know you aren't dad, right?"

"So?" Ron asked.

"So," Ginny said, "That means you don't have to be protective of me. I can take care of myself and I am so sick of you hating my boyfriends just because they're my boyfriends."

"Sorry Gin," Fred said, not sounding sorry at all.

"We have to be protective of you."

"Cause that's what big brothers do."

"Whether you think it is or not."

Ron nodded his agreement with what Fred and George had just said. Ginny let out a frustrated sigh pulled out her wand.

"Ginny Weasley," a voice said behind her. Ginny turned to see her Mum standing in the doorway. "I better not find you hexing, jinxing, or cursing anyone in this house."

Ginny reluctantly lowered her wand.

"Fred, George," Mum continued, "Are you two staying the night?"

"Nope," George said.

"We have to get back to the shop." They both said good bye and apperated.

"I'm gonna go. I'll see you guys in the morning," Ginny said and left the room.

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(Harry's POV)

Harry was lying on the bed in Fred and George's old room, reading Quidditch Through the Ages for the umpteenth time when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Harry called without looking up from the book.

"Can I talk to you?" Ginny voice asked. Harry put down the book and sat up.

"Sure."

She walked over and sat at the desk in the corner, facing him. "So," she said, "What do you think of Micah?"

Harry hesitated. He honestly didn't like him at all. Harry tried to keep an open mind but no matter what he just couldn't help but want to hit him every time Micah looked at Ginny. But he wasn't about to tell Ginny that. He also didn't want to lie to her.

"He's nice," Harry answered, which was the truth. He was a nice person but Harry still didn't like him.

"But you don't like him," Ginny finished for him. Was there a way to avoid the question?

"I wouldn't say I don't like him," Harry said slowly.

"Well what would you say?" Harry could detect a hint of anger in her voice. Uh-oh. If possible, it was best to stay clear of the wrath of Ginny Weasley.

Harry shrugged. "I don't know him yet, so I can't really make a decision, can I?"

"You could make an effort to like him."

"What if I don't want to like him?" Harry said before he could stop the words. He was always doing that. It was a curse.

They stared at each other for a while, not breaking eye contact. Finally, Ginny asked, "Why?"

Harry couldn't believe she was actually asking that question. Like she didn't know. Of course she did. She just wanted to hear him say it. Harry dropped his head into his hands and ran a hand through his hair, a habit he had picked up within the last couple of years. When he looked back up, she was still watching him. She actually wanted an answer to that question?

"Why do you think Ginny?" he said.

"You can't do that."

"What?"

"You can't answer a question with a question," Ginny told him, "Answer the question the right way."

Harry looked down at the wood floor before looking back up at Ginny. "I still have feelings for you," He mumbled, hoping she wouldn't hear. He got the feeling she did though because she got up and left the room. Harry stared at the doorway for a while before getting up and shutting the door. He leaned up against the back of it. He really needed to talk to someone. There was no way he could talk to Ron about it. Ginny was his sister. It would be just weird to talk to Mr. or Mrs. Weasley about it, no matter how much they seemed like his parents.

He almost smacked himself on the head when he realized who he should talk to. Hermione was the perfect person. She was a girl and has helped Harry before. She had even been able to tell that he had liked Ginny in their sixth year when no one else had been able to tell. At least he didn't think anyone else was able to tell. He was about to leave the room and go see Hermione when he saw the clock on the wall. It was late and it probably wouldn't be a good idea to bother her. She would either be with Ron or be asleep. He'd talk to her in the morning.

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(Ginny's POV)

Ginny collapsed on her bed. Harry still had feelings for her? Bloody hell. She thought he was over her. That was what kept her from admitting to herself that she still liked him. She use to tell herself that he just thought of her as a sister now and it kept her from saving herself for him. When she finally managed that and falls in love with someone else, he has to come back and tell her he likes her still.

"Damn you Potter," Ginny whispered under her breath.

Lying there on her bed, Ginny made a vow not to let her emotions take over. She wouldn't give in and let herself fall for him again. She was with Micah and that wouldn't change, hopefully for a long time.

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The next morning, Ginny walked downstairs to the kitchen. Ron, Harry and Hermione were already sitting at the table. Ginny avoided looking at Harry.

"Ginny dear," Mum said. Ginny smiled as Mum handed her a plate of scrambled eggs and four sausages.

"Thanks," Ginny said. She sat down next to Ron who now in between Harry and Ginny.

Ginny ate silently, listening to the trio's conversation.

"What was your question Harry?" Ron asked.

"What? Oh, I asked if you wanted to go to Diagon Alley with me today. I'm gonna go to Weasley's Wizard Wheezes and a few other stores."

"Sure," Hermione agreed, "I need a new book."

"Yeah I'll go," Ron said as Micah walked into the kitchen, "Ginny, do you want to come."

Ginny shook her head and started to say no but Micah asked, "Go where?" He sat down across from Ginny, next to Hermione.

"Diagon Alley," Ginny said.

"Oh," Micah looked interested, "We should go. It'll be fun." Ginny wanted to say no. A day hanging around Harry? That probably wasn't a good idea. But then again, Micah would be there so there really wasn't anything to worry about, right?

"Ok," Ginny agreed, "We'll go."

An hour and a half later, Ginny, Micah, Ron, Harry, and Hermione were walking towards Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. As usual, the place was packed. They split up when they got inside. Ginny and Hermione headed for the section that was very popular with the girls. Hermione picked up a box of Patented Daydream Charms. "They still have these?"

Ginny picked up a box. "They must be a good seller." Ginny personally loved them. She had bought a few before and they really worked. She decided to get one today. They never get old.

Then, Ginny headed over to the NEW ITEMS shelves. There was what looked like an ordinary picture album. Ginny picked it up and opened it. There were cute pictures of animals inside. Ginny was catious though, seeing as this was Fred and George's shop. As she turned the page, she saw a flap. Turning it a little, she opened it. She was lucky she turned it. Ink spurted out.

"Oi!" Someone said behind her. She turned to see that it had hit Harry in the face.

"I am so sorry," Ginny apologized, pulling out her wand. She cleaned it off for him and apologized again.

"It's alright," Harry assured her. Then they both stood there, not looking at each other.

"Well," Ginny broke the silence, "I'm gonna go look over there." She put the book back on the shelf and walked away.

"Hey," she said to Micah who was looking at Fanged Frisbees. Micah looked at Ginny and smiled.

"These are extrodinary," he said, putting an arm around her waist.

"Have you never been here before?" Ginny asked.

"Only a few times," Micah answered, "I don't come to Diagon Alley that often." His parents were both muggles.

"Hello Ginny," Fred said, walking up to them.

"Fred," Ginny turned to him and handed him some money, "I'm buying this." She held up the Patented Daydream Charm.

"Alright," Fred nodded and turned to Micah.

"Are you buying anything?" George asked, coming up next to Fred.

Micah bought several boxes from Fred and George. The twins did seem to lighten up a little to Micah but Ginny was pretty sure they still didn't approve of him dating their only sister.