Chapter 2: Setting up and Why it was over

"Hermione can we pleeeeeeeeeeaaaaasssssssseee go to bed now?" I asked her putting on my best puppydog face. It was already 3 am and I was tired! We had been unpacking all night. My room of course wasn't nearly finished but I wanted to sleep. I had already set up the kitchen and living room. But the little perfectionist Hermione had to have everything perfect. I mean come on how many times can she reorganize the kitchen cabinets? 1 maybe 2 times right, at least for a normal person. But no Hermione has already organized that same cabinet 6 times!

"No Ginny you have hardly done a thing all day. Why don't you go set up the bathroom, can you do that?" Ah Hermione is a little cranky. Maybe because it's friggin 3 O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING!

"You know Hermione you wouldn't be this cranky if you would let us go to sleep." Hopefully she will take my hint and let us go to sleep finally.

"Ginny I am not cranky and I don't need to sleep! What I do need is for you to go and set up the bathroom now go!" Yeah Hermione you are definetly not cranky in the least bit. Nope in fact you are almost chipper.

"'Mione, can I say something please?" I ask meekly raising my hand. I hope I don't make her anymore cranky.

"What Ginny?"

"Well, I was just wondering, how am I supposed to set up a bathroom? I mean it already has a toilet, a sink, and a shower. What more does it need?" I mean seriously all that stuff came with our apartment. I thought for sure that with us living in a rinky dink old place like this we would have to provide our own. Although that wouldn't have been a big problem, We could have just conjured one up but the landlord might have asked a few questions if we randomly got a new toilet, sink, and shower out of thin air.

Which brings me to another point. Why are they called landlords? I mean first of all they don't own any land, they own an apartment building. And second of all they aren't real lords either. So I think it would make much more sense to call them apartment building owner guys. Because they are mostly just guys. I mean really have you ever met a female apartment owner? I didn't think so. Which is fine by me because who would really want to own an apartment building? It seems like a very boring job. All you do is go to each apartment once a month and ask for rent. Talk about boring. So I say lets leave that job to the boys. Along with gabage collectors, but that is an entirely different story.

Uh-oh I'm getting the death glare from Hermione. Guess there is more you can do to set up a bathroom. Who'd a thought? Certainly not me. I mean call me old fashioned but I am perfectly fine with just having a toilet, sink, and shower in my bathroom. The place really isn't that big and I don't do that much in there.

"Ginny! How about setting up the shampoo, the conditioner, the soap, the toilet paper? What about setting up the linen closet?" Wow who new Hermione could talk that fast? I sure didn't.

"Hermione won't the linens be on our beds? Why would we put them in a closet?" I mean really what good would they do in there.

"Our extra linens Ginny. For Gods sake use some common sense once in a while."

Well sorry I didn't know we had extra linens and frankly I don't see the need for them. All they'll do is collect dust and mildew. And I for one do not like the smell of dust and mildew. So I say having the same amount of linens as you do beds is okay with me.

Alright I am finshed with the linen closet and it only took me, 2 and a half hours. I think if I am real quiet I can sneak off to my bed room. As I am walking I pass Hermione's door and hear a faint snoring. I silently push the door open and what do I see nothing other then Hermione Granger sound asleep! That little jerk. Making me finish the linen closet and not letting me sleep while she goes to bed without relinquishing me from my duties. Oh she is not going to get away with this one no siree. So I walk up right next to her bed and do something very drastic. Did I mention I get a little crazy when I'm tired? But anyway I go back to my room, not bothering to be quiet this time, and get a wallet sized picture of Ron. Then I pull out my wand and put an engorgment charm on it so it's life size. Then I head back to 'Mione's room and tape the picture to her ceiling. HAHA how do you like that as a good morning, little miss Ginny can't sleep but I can? Tomorrow morning when she wakes up my brother will be the first thing she see's. Ha I just got a better idea! I take out my wand again but this time I perform a few spells and charms to make it so Ron's eyes move to follow Hermione and when awakes he'll say "Hey 'Mione" Ha I am a genius. An evil genius but still a genius non the less.

I guess I'll go to my room now and get some shut eye, I most certainly deserve it.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH! GINNY WEASLEY GET YOUR BUTT IN HERE!"

Well that was a nice thing to wake up to. Oh yeah the Ron poster. Ha I almost forgot. I get up and casually make my way ro Hermione's room.

"You called Hermione?" I must say I am very good at playing innocent.

"Ginny Weasley don't you play innocent with me I know exactly what you did!"

Apparently not good eneough.

"Yes Hermione I know what I did too. But you deserved it."

"Will you please get your brother out of my room?"

"Why I thought you'd want him here."

ding dong

"Well I guess I'll just go get the door and leave you alone with Ron."

I answer the door and guess who was standing there none other then Ronald Weasley himself. Of course I had to burst out into a fit of hysterical laughter.

"Ginny are you okay?" Ron asks with deep concern in his voice. By the tone of it, it sounded as though he thought I was crazy.

"Oh yes Ron I am fine. Follow me please." This is going to be interesting.

"Hermione Ron's here."

"Yes Ginny I know that now will you help me throw him away he's beginning to scare me?" Ha I knew this would be fun. If only I had a camera. I need some way to save the look on Ron's face at the moment. It's a mix between hurt and confused.

"No Hermione I mean the real Ron is here." I say this through another fit of laughter so it sounds more like a high-pitched wheezing and most likely no one can understand me.

At this point Hermione whips around in a frustrated rage and Ron falls off the ceiling and rips in half. The picture Ron not the real one.

Now I need a camera even more the look on Hermione's face is even more priceless then Ron's. Her's is a mix of anger and shock.

"Ginny Weasley Why didn't you tell me Ron was here?" Hermione asks in her death whisper.

"I did."

"No you didn't."

"Yes I did."

"No."

"Yes."

"NO YOU DIDN"T!"

Ron decides to pipe in now. "Actually 'Mione she did."

There are a few moments of angry silence and glares here and I being the peacemaker that I am decide to break the tension.

"Well now that that's settled why don't we all go have breakfast?" See you can solve anything with food.

"Actually Ginny Harry wanted me to come by here and see if you were moping. Are you?" Ron asks all this between mouth fulls of waffles but me being a Weasley can understand him.

"Why would I be moping I dumped him remember?" This is a very long story. You see Harry being the thick pea brain that he is decides to break up with me and save the world yada yada yada. Well he goes off and does his whole saving the world thing and comes back.

Well when he comes back he is a bit distant with everyone. Well I am not very happy with him moping like a friggin girl so I go over to Ron and his apartment and make everything better. Well that took a lot of time and energy and everyone was hurt in some emotional way. But finally Harry gets back to his old self and we start dating. Then the big oaf gets into one of his moods for God knows what reason and he and I get into a fight. Well then the truth comes out. He never friggin killed Voldemort! He lied about it. Oh and it gets worse. Everyone else knew that he hadn't killed Voldemort but me. So that is why I had to break up with Harry Potter.

"Well have you seen Harry?" Ron asks.

"No, when was the last time you saw him?" See Hermione is still friends with the oaf and cares if he is missing I on the other hand do not care.

"Well the other day he went to Hogsmeade and I haven't seen him sense."

"Ron when was the other day?" Hermione asks.

Ron thinks about this for a while and the says that he hasn't seen Harry for four days.

"Ronald Weasley you mean to tell me that you haven't seen Harry for four days and you are just know telling us!" Okay maybe I care a little bit if he is missing.

At this point I run out of the room to change and go looking for Harry.

Once in my room I start randomly yelling. I tend to do that when I am scared and angry. Anyway I am yelling things like "Stupid oaf" and "Hasn't seen him in 4 days!" and "Now he tells me" when I just stop and sit down on my bed. I put my head in my hands and start to cry.

There's a knock on my door but I ignore it. Hermione enters anyway and sits down next to me.

"Gin whats wrong I thought you didn't care about Harry?"

"I don't."

"Well then why are you crying like this?" She has a point there. Stupid braniac.

"I don't know. I hate Harry! I hate him,I hate him, I hate him, I love him."

"Gin I'm confused do you hate Harry or do you love him?"

"I don't know gah I just want to punch something." I get up and look around the room. I see my trunk and go over to it. I have enough sense to know not to punch a wooden trunk so I kick it. Hard. Which only makes me cry harder. I faintly hear a males voice gasp. I look around and see that there isn't a male in my room and it starts to scare me.

"Hermione please tell me you just heard someone gasp?" I asked Hermione just to make sure I wasn't crazy.

"Yeah I think it came from your trunk."

Carefully I bend down and unlatch my trunk. I open it up and scream!

"Finally Gin I thought you'd never let me out of there!"

Well I hope you liked this chapter please review! Betcha can't guess who was in the trunk. lol.