Disclaimer: Still down own Harry Potter! Although, if I were rich, and it were possible to buy it…I might…but, I probably wouldn't.

A/N: This chapter's a little longer than the last, at least…it is on paper, but I added more letters into the prologue than I was going to. Anyways, I hope you like it…it's like…ten minutes of "Harry Potter time" but, it was late, and I was having fun with my conversations. I promise it'll get better though, when I get into all the action and fun stuff…and stuff! 

Chapter 1: At the Burrow

"We're here!" Harry called after Hermione. He was about to call out for Ron, when Hermione's luggage flew into him. He grunted in surprise as he fell over.

Hurried footsteps were heard as Ron ran into view. "Did you come together?" Ron asked, slightly confused as Hermione apologized to Harry. She helped him up, giggling a little bit.

"Nope, Hermione just decided to come right after me and land on top of me." Harry said good naturedly.

Ron laughed as Hermione gave Harry a death glare. She crossed her arms, and flung her hair, as if denying she would ever do such a thing. "So, how's Bill doing?" Hermione asked, keeping her glare on Harry. "With the whole…werewolf thing…I mean." Hermione explained uncomfortably, finally taking her eyes off Harry.

"He's great, well...as great as someone can be when they just became a werewolf." Ron said, attempting to bring up the mood in the room. "Fleur's been helping him through it and he's been so busy with wedding stuff that he hasn't really had time to think about it…besides during full moons." Ron said, just as two sets of foot steps could be heard running down the stairs.

"Harry, Hermione! Good to see ya!" Chorused the twins Fred and George.

"Why don't we all sit in the dining room, Ginny's there and she's just made some cookies!" George said, shepherding everyone towards the door. As soon as they group entered, Harry and Ginny's eyes met, as Ginny glared at him, Harry looked down sheepishly. George, noticing the tension, spoke up "Why don't the two of you go and talk about…things?"

"He's right, Ginny, can we please talk?" Harry pleaded.

"I suppose, but if you say one thing out of line, Harry, I'll be sure you'll never be able to have kids." Ginny said in a deathly calm voice. Ginny pulled Harry into the kitchen and everyone that was left erupted into laughter.

"Did you hear her?" Ron said through bouts of laughter, "Harry practically passed out!" Everyone one else in the room just nodded, unable to say anything due to lack of air.

After a while the mood in the room sobered and the four remaining people began to eat Ginny's gingersnaps. "These are very good." Hermione stated. The three boys just nodded, their mouths too stuffed to do anything else. As Fred began to cough, Hermione offered to get something to drink for all of them.

As soon as Hermione was out the door she was back in again, her face pale. "I think they made up." Hermione said weakly.

"Why?" Ron asked clueless, earning a chuckle from the twins who were eager to hear Hermione explain this one.

"Well…they were…you know." Hermione finished lamely, earning a blank stare from Ron. Hermione sighed and ran a hand through her bushy hair, "Kissing! You know…making out." Hermione said embarrassed, a blush beginning to creep onto her face.

"I don't think our ickle Ronnikins understands what making out means, Hermione, when he did it with you, he probably just called it heaven." Fred chuckled, then his eyes widened when he realized exactly what he'd just said, "Not that I'd ever think of kissing you! I mean…I think you're pretty, but I wouldn't ever kiss you. Not that I think it'd be gross or anything…and not that I've thought about it! I just…" Fred sighed and looked down as his entire face turned beat red and as his two brothers chuckled.

Ron then realized exactly what his brother had just said. "Hey! I do too know what making out is! And that's what I called it when me and Hermione did it!"

"Ron!" Hermione yelled embarrassed, "Please don't talk about things we did while we were dating."

"Why did you two break up anyway?" George asked, looking at each of them inquisitively. "You seemed perfect for each other.

"Well, we decided we felt too much like family to date, it also didn't help that Ron stared at every girl's bosom that we passed." Hermione said mockingly.

"I did not!" Ron defended. "There was also the fact that you used words like bosom and other things I couldn't understand all the time!" Hermione laughed at Ron's idiocy.

"I can't believe it was only two weeks ago that we broke up and we're already friends again." Hermione said happily, while Fred and George looked on skeptically after the argument they'd just had, forgetting that it was normal.

"I guess it's 'cause we never really liked each other in the first place." Ron said, Hermione shrugged her shoulders and went back to eating her cookie.

"Hey, Bill's getting married tomorrow!" Fred said, attempting to change the subject.

A/N: Okay, shorter that the prologue…but next chapter's the wedding! I have some exciting stuff planned for it! Feel free to review!