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Work-free days are straight from heaven. Harry expressed this out loud the next day to the murmured agreements of Ron and Hermione. Ron let out a sigh and leaned back a little more in his armchair. Hermione was curled up on the couch writing Fred a novel. Harry was mimicking Ron. Ron let out another sigh.

"Remembering Quidditch in the orchard?" Harry said.

"Mmm, and Mrs. Weasley's cooking…" Hermione added. They all murmured agreements at that memory.

"Let's take a vacation." Ron popped in. Harry's head snapped up.

"To where?"

"To the Burrow. We could take a break from all of this. We could say hi to the family." Ron raised his eyebrows at the Harry and Hermione. "I know you'd like that part." Ron added, jerking a thumb at the parchment trailing near his feet.

"Sounds like a good idea to me!" Harry said jumping up. Hermione gave a small, frustrated cry.

"Then I just wrote all of this for nothing!" She exclaimed. Ron laughed. "Nah, you were just practicing speaking to him in the form of writing!" Ron said heading upstairs to pack, Harry in tow.

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"HARRY! RON! HERMIONE! YOU'RE HOME!" cried a surprised Mrs. Weasley when she answered the door. All three of them were smothered in a Mrs. Weasley hug almost instantly. She pulled back wiping her eyes.

"We were all so worried, you know. Had no idea where you'd gotten to. And you just left without…AND YOU JUST LEFT WITHOUT SAYING GOODBYE!" Mrs. Weasley raved, her happiness turning to anger in a split second.

"Mum…We're okay. We'll say goodbye next time, okay?" said Ron, strolling inside and grabbing a cookie. Harry and Hermione took a seat at the kitchen table. Mrs. Weasley gave Ron a look.

"Did you say 'next time'?" Ron froze with his teeth still biting the cookie. "Uh…Yeah. Yeah, I did. We're just taking a sort of vacation. We have to go back. We're not finished yet."

"Finished WHAT, exactly!" She shot at him. Ron and Harry exchanged glances before Harry said, "The…mission." Mrs. Weasley put her hands on her hips.

"The mission." She repeated. Harry and Ron nodded.

"Want to be more specifi—" but a cry from the doorway cut her off.

"You're back!" shouted Ginny, running up and throwing her arms around Harry's neck. He wrapped his arms around her waist. He had missed her so much. She pulled back from him and slapped him on the shoulder.

"Where were you!" She demanded.

"Er…We…um…" Harry stuttered.
"Well, you're back and that's what matters." She said. She turned to Ron and Hermione and gave them a big hug as well.

"Come on! Everyone's outside playing Quidditch!" She said taking a step towards the door. Harry caught up with her and slipped his hand around hers. It was nice to be home…

As they stepped out of the darkness of the Burrow into the dazzling sunlight, Harry had two things on his mind: Ginny Weasley and Quidditch. (A/N: Haha. That's the opening sentence for the Outsiders! It just has my little twist in it.) They turned the corner that led to the orchard. The pre-game practice had already begun. George spun around and began to holler for Ginny to get moving before he spotted the extra three people.

"Hey! You're home!" he shouted, flying towards the ground. The rest of the team turned around and followed suit. Hermione ran forward and threw her arms around Fred. George gave Harry and Ron a slap on the back, telling them how Mrs. Weasley had been going mad with worry.

"We were about to send out a fleet of Aurors after you!" George told them, leading them towards the pitch. As they arrived in the center of the field Harry turned to the gaggle of red-heads behind him and said, "Let's play some Quidditch!"

Harry and Ginny were named captains and called off their chosen teammates. Harry, along with Ron and Bill, trooped to their side of the field and mounted their brooms. Ginny, followed by George and Charlie, led her team to their side. Fred and Hermione were sitting on the side chatting animatedly. Harry heard George call, "Oi! Are you two playing or not?"

Fred called back, "I'll keep score!" before turning right back to Hermione. Harry turned to his team.

"Okay, let's make this good. Ron, you're keeper, right? Okay, good. Bill, you can be a chaser can't you? Then, I'm a seeker. Alright, let's go then!" And with that Harry led his team to the center of the pitch. Harry and Ginny shook hands and at the signal, they shot up into the air. With that feeling of his troubles left behind on the ground, Harry felt as if nothing else mattered besides how fast he could go and how fast he caught the snitch. Harry circled the pitch gazing around for a speck of gold.

"Hey, Harry! Ready to get thrashed!" Charlie called to him from his broom.

Harry laughed and replied, "Ready when you are!" Charlie grinned in spite of himself and soared upwards. Harry's ears caught a groan from Bill and a shout of triumph from Ginny. Harry wheeled about.

"What happened!" He called to Bill.

"Ron's a little distracted. He couldn't see the big red ball going through his middle hoop!"Bill said as he soared off.

Harry looked at Ron. Ron was staring towards the ground with a mixture of jealousy and sadness at the ground. Harry followed his gaze. Fred and Hermione were wrapped around each other, kissing. Harry flew over to Ron and placed a hand on his shoulder. Ron looked up at him.

"I'm fine." He said, shrugging Harry's hand off and flying towards the middle hoop. Harry heard Ginny call, "Hey FRED! What's the score!" Fred 're-surfaced' looking annoyed and called back, "Ten to zero, dear sister of mine!" Ginny flashed Harry a grin. Harry grinned back.

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"I missed you." Hermione said ruffling his hair. Fred grinned and repeated her words. They heard a shout of victory from the pitch and looked up to see that the game was over.

They left the pitch, after a spectacular catch by Harry, arm-in-arm and stomach's rumbling. Mrs. Weasley, with her super-sonic hungry sense, appeared in the doorway telling them that dinner was ready. The Weasley's, Harry, Hermione, and Fleur, all took their places at the table. Mrs. Weasley flicked her wand. The platters of food drifted towards them, carrying their seductive scents with them.

"I thought I'd make something special for Harry, Ron, and Hermione's return." She said, setting a bowl full to the brim with mashed potatoes.

"Thanks, Mum! I'm starved!" Ron said rubbing his hands together. Harry thanked Mrs. Weasley as she put a large plate of chicken in front of him.

"Oh, it was nothing, dear." She said with the air of something that meant it was something. Mrs. Weasley glanced towards the Weasley clock.

"Where is you father? Really!" She said putting her hands on her hips. Mrs. Weasley sighed and went on about the dinner she had planned for tomorrow night.

"Ginny, what kind of cake do you want?" She said after about 10 minutes. Harry looked up.

"Chocolate, Mum." Mrs. Weasley added a few things to her list of groceries that was now a foot long.

"You're seventeen now!" said Hermione with excitement. Harry's thoughts were buzzing. 'What am I suppose to get her? I completely forgot!' Harry racked his brains for a gift that was good enough. Mrs. Weasley looked up from her list.

"I'm going out shopping. I'll be back in aboutan hour," She said grabbing her coat, "So don't do anything stupid!" She added with a vicious look at the twins. They folded their hands and look up towards the ceiling.

The twins watched as the door slowly closed. When they finally heard the 'click' they jumped up. "YESS!" The two shouted, punching the air.

"If you'll all follow us to the living room, we shall demonstrate a new finding we have…well, found." George said, bowing them towards the other room. Harry shrugged and grabbed Ginny's hand. She got up and led the group to the room.

"Now! If you will all take a seat in the form of a circle, we can begin this little demonstration." Everyone hesitated.

"Er…What exactly is it?" said Hermione, eyeing Fred and George. "It's a muggle game. No magic, just some fun while dear Mummy is away." Ginny pulled on Harry's hand and they took a seat next to each other, as did Fred and Hermione. Everyone else took their place.
"What eez thees game we are playing?" Fleur said, flipping her hair. Fred leaned forward.

"It is called…ready, George"
"Ready, Fred."

"TRUTH OR DARE!" They shouted in unison. Hermione gasped and made to stand up. Fred grabbed her hand and pulled her back down, laughing.

"So you've heard of it! And judging by Harry's face, so has he!" Fred went on. Harry nodded.

"Excellent! You can start, Harry!" George said.

"What?" Harry exclaimed. "No! I didn't mean that! I just"

"Oh, go on, Harry," said Ginny with a light push on his shoulder. Harry sighed before getting a mischievous idea.

"Okay, Ginny. Truth or Dare?" he said grinning. Ginny looked surprised.
"What do I do now?" she said, confused.

"Pick one. Truth or Dare?" Ginny contemplated for a few moments and decided on, "Truth."

"Okay then…What's the worst—worst as in naughtiest—thing you have ever done?" Harry questioned. Ginny's eyes glinted with mischief.

"Why would you ask me that? You'll only have me embarrass you, too." There was a collective amount of 'eeew!'s and 'Ohh!'s. Harry blushed and said, "Your turn." Ginny grinned in triumph.

"Um…Fred. Truth or Dare?"

Fred leaned forward, narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Dare." There were more 'ooo's' before Ginny said, "I dare you…I am suppose to dare him, right? Oh, I got one! Be right back!"

Harry watched as she dashed upstairs and returned with two articles of clothing.

"Put these on without your clothes and go outside and yell, 'I feel like a woman!'" Fred turned bright red and headed towards the bathroom grumbling. Harry strained his neck trying to get a good look at what Ginny was carrying.

"What—" Harry began. Ginny held up her hand and said, "Watch." A minute later, Fred emerged in a lime green bra and a hot pink thong. The room erupted in laughter and shouts of 'Ow-Ow!'. Ginny fell over into Harry's lap, she was laughing so hard. Ron grabbed a camera from the table beside him and called, "Oi, Fred!" Fred turned and posed for the camera.

Without further ado, Fred pranced outside and muttered a spell. Fred voice, magnetized ten fold, shouted out, "MAN! I FEEL LIKE A WOMAN!"

Ginny, George, and Charlie all followed with a "Duh-Duh-Duh-Duh-Duh-DA-DA!" Hermione looked up at them.

"You know the song?" she asked Ginny.

"Who doesn't?" She replied.

Fred came back into the room and changed into his normal clothes. When he sat down he looked around the circle.

Placing a finger on his chin he said, "Hmm…How about Charlie!" Charlie winced.

"Truth." Charlie stated. Fred thought a moment and went with the classic, "What's an embarrassing secret that you have?"

Charlie winced again. "Er…Ginny?" Ginny sat up startled. "Yeah"
"Remember your friend Jessica?" (A/N: I've always loved Charlie. And I always put a Jessica in my fics because it shows its mine.)

Ginny nodded. "I use to like her. Yes, like THAT!"

Ginny bit her lower lip in the way that suggested she was about to laugh. Harry whispered, "Pygmy Puff," in her ear and she burst out laughing.

Charlie sighed and said, "Okay! Okay! Hermione!" Hermione ceased her laughter and put on a pained expression.

"Y-Yes?" She stuttered.

"Truth or Dare?" Charlie said.

"Um…Tru-Dare. Dare." She decided.

Charlie got a mischievous glint in his eye that suggested he was about to get Fred back. "Okay then. I dare you to sit in Fred's lap for the remainder of the game, even if he's doing a dare." Hermione blushed, stood up, and plopped herself on top of Fred. Fred flashed him a thumbs up sign and mouthed, "Thanks!"

Hermione, as much as she wanted to fight it, smiled and looked around at everyone.

"Let's pick someone new…George." George sat up brightly. "Yes, Hermy?" George said lacing his fingers together and placing his chin on top of them. Hermione's face told him she didn't approve of the old nick-name being ressurescted.

"Truth or Dare"
"Dare, of course!" George said.

"Well then…" She paused as Fred whispered something in her ear. She grinned and nodded.

"Well then! I dare you, George Weasley, to apparate to anyone's house to get them to join this little game. But you have to go in Ginny's uniform." George groaned.

"But Verity's working right now!" George complained. Fred gave him the 'go on' swish of his hand. George went upstairs to change with a call of, "DON'T YOU DARE TRASH MY ROOM!" from Ginny. A few minutes later George came down to the flash of a camera. George gave a bow and little skip.

"I'm off!" he bided them before disappearing with a crack! Another few minutes passed when many pops greeted the appearance of George, Verity, Angelina, Alicia, Katie, and Luna.
"I thought we said one person!" Ron said gaping at the many people now joining them.

"They were all at the shop so I thought, why not?"

Angelina gave Fred a questioning look, seeing Hermione comfortably sitting in his lap. Fred just shrugged.

"Everyone take a seat! You're holding us up!" Bill said. They all took their places and said their hello's to everyone.

"Hi, Ron." Luna said, taking the seat next to him.

"I do believe it's my turn!" exclaimed George. Ginny gave him an amused look.

"Don't you want to change?" she said with a little bit of laughter in her voice.

"Nah. It's nice and breezy…" George said grinning. "Anyway, Like I was saying…Harry!" Harry groaned.

"Dare, then." Harry said, thinking truth wouldn't be so good for him. George grinned maliciously.

"Dare? Well then, let's see…I dare you to snog a person of your choice for a minute"
Harry glanced at Ginny. "Here?"

"Well, if you insist." George replied.

"No! That's not what I meant!" Harry said aghast.

"It's okay if you're ashamed, Harry." Ginny looked amused at the situation.
"It's not that--"
"Denial is the first step to acceptance"
"No, I just--"
"Denial."
"Can I--"
"Denial--"
"Look, will you--"
"Denial."
Harry grabbed Ginny's hands and pulled her into a kiss. Ginny kissed him back with equal fervor. "I didn't mean it! I thought you'd chicken"
He, of course, was ignored.

"Aw, come on, Harry! We don't need to see this!" called Charlie. He was also ignored.
"It hasn't been a minute yet!" Hermione said.
"HERMIONE!" shouted all the Weasley brothers. Hermione just grinned.

"Mum! You're home early!" Ron called. Harry and Ginny broke apart and looked around. No one was there.

"Good one Ron!" said Bill.

"Yeah…way to go!" said Ginny sarcastically.

"I believe it's my turn now." Harry said with a look towards Ron, who gulped.

"Truth or Dare?" Harry said, in what he hoped was an intimidating voice.

"Um…Let me think." Ron said.

"Five seconds or I choose for you." Harry said.

"Five."

"What!"

"Four."

"Come on Harry!"

"Three."

"I—"

"Two."

"Don't—"

"One"

"Know!"

"Dare it is!" Harry said, rubbing his hands together. "Okay Ron. I dare you to snog any available woman of your choice." Ron looked around. Luna, being next to him, was watching him unblinkingly.

Ron leaned in close to Luna and she closed the space between them. Luna wrapped her arms around his neck as Ron placed a hand on her back.

They watched Ron snog her for a minute before managing to pry them apart.

"That's quite enough now, young Ronnie," said Charlie, wagging a finger at him. Ron grinned sheepishly.

"Now it's my turn." Ron said leaning back on his hands.

"Let's go with Verity. She hasn't gone yet." Verity looked up nervously.

"Truth or Dare?"

"Truth."

"I'll go with the classic 'Who do you like?'" Verity blushed.

"Go on now…" said Fred.

"I can't…"

"Are you using your one and only chicken?" inquired Alicia.

"Fine. It's…Korwdge." She murmured.

"Who deed you say?" said Fleur.

"George!" she said loudly. George look around at her and look very pleased with himself. Verity was blushing furiously and refused to meet anyone's eye. George threw an arm around her.

"Nothing to be ashamed of, love! At least you picked the more handsome twin!" Fred gave George a rude hand gesture. Verity smiled to herself and said,

"Well, anyways, it's my turn." Verity looked around.

"Fleur. Truth or Dare?" Fleur clapped her hands excitedly and said,

"Truth." Verity hummed to herself as she tried to think of a question worthy of Mrs. Fleur Weasley…

"Okay then. Fleur, I dare you to let me dye your hair pink. Calm down, just for a few hours!"

Fleur ran her fingers through her hair. She hesitated before replying, "No. I chicken." Verity grinned to herself and stood up. She bowed and said, "An award to Miss Verity Taylor for delivering the first chicken!"

Everyone applauded and laughed and just as suddenly, everyone froze as the sound of a door opening met their ears…

A/N: I know. Another Truth or Dare thing? I thought it would be fun, though. And I did have fun writing it. If you liked it please review.

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