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This is a companion piece to A random day in the Burrow except from Harrys' POV. I am going to continue Ginnys one but this will probably be the oneshot unless you guys insist on it becoming longer! (You will need to leaves reviews)

'Bloody HELL Hermione!!!!'

'Ronald!!'

'They just can't stop can they? It's not even 10 yet and already they're fighting. Fantastic. Seriously I just don't get the constant fighting do you? Wait you? If someone else is here GET OUT!! That should have done the trick.'

Oh an introduction? I'm Harry Potter. YES the famous Harry Potter.sigh Scar and all. Glasses, green eyes, black hair which is never neat and I mean NEVER, not even when it's wet and quite tall. Not as tall as Ron but well that's Ron for you.

The cursing voice was Ron by the way Ron Weasley. Y'know red hair, extremely tall. My best mate. The brilliant chess player with a huge fear of spiders. Also brilliant keeper when he's not nervous. And the guy who never stops eating.

The shriller one was my other best friend Hermione. The genius. I swear she must have a library as a brain. I don't see how else she could remember that much. She's average height with wild curly brown hair. She and Ron never stop fighting and it doesn't drive me half mad. I get asked a lot why they are friends and well I never have an answer for it but they can get along... sometimes.

But if Ron goes on about 'That git Krum' or 'Who does she think she is' I may kill myself or him...

Well maybe not but it's how I feel most of the time and I'm not alone in my judgement.

That is the cue for Gin.

Ginny Weasley.

Ah found her!

'Hey Gin!' I wonder if she noticed that I'm the only one who calls her that? Probably not.

'Hey ya Harry! Those two at it again? Why bother even asking we all know that it's them.'

Lord she's funny. It feels kinda weird to laugh like this again. Last year wasn't really a time to laugh. What with everything that happened. But now I know that these things can't hold me back and I need to live that's how Sirius would've wanted it. So I laugh. A true laugh.

'Yeah your mum has breakfast ready if you want to go down. Then after I was hoping we could go play some quidditch out back. You up for it?'

I don't get an answer for a while. She seems to have zoned out on me so I watch waiting for her to snap out of it. Her Sparkling brown eyes slightly out of focus and her crimson hair falling forwards. Odd expressions are passing over her delicate features.

Wait a minute. Delicate? Sparkling eyes? Since when have I noticed these things so much? I shake my head slightly and call her.

'Gin?'

'Oh sorry Harry! I zoned out for a minute but yeah sure I'd love to! I'm going to need to practice if I'm going to get the position of chaser this year.' She seems kinda flustered.

'I'm sure you will, you have the perfect build for it.'

Whoa did I just say that?? Going by the look on her face yes I did. When did I notice that?? Oh right in qudditch last year but I was watching Ron. Wasn't I? Oh crap I've gone red. I hope she hasn't noticed.

Now she thinks I'm a royal idiot. Nice move Potter. That doesn't sound weird or stalkerish at all. Oh sarcasm loyal friend of mine. If she doesn't her brothers then I know I'm in an alternative universe of some sort. Is Voldermort in the garden dancing starkers? I heard Gin had a nightmare about him last night though. Ron told me when he got back into room though he didn't mean too, he was half alseep, I kinda guessed. He then told me a week doesn't go by without her having on so he goes out to her. He is rather protective of her.

Especially when it comes to her and the opposite sex.

Well he doesn't mind me so much but that's cause Gin and I are just friends. He'd kill murder me if it became anything more.

If he ever found out that I have stronger feelings then just friendship- NO HARRY NO!!

'What I meant was... which is to say... ammmm.' Smooth reeeal smooth.

'Thanks Harry! I mean if you say so it's gotta be right. Ron still thinks it too dangerous for me to play! Though I did show him in those matches last year! Especially the last one.'

Oh thank you Ginny! She always knows how to get me out of these situations.

Her and her sparkling wit.

'Pity I missed it. I heard you kicked Chos' ass. Boy that was a mistake. Cho I mean not-'

'Oh don't worry I understand totally I mean look at Michael.' She shakes her head at that.

I push my glasses back up my nose, they really are a nuisance.

'Oh the woes of teenage romance eh? I mean look at Ron and Hermione.' She laughs.

Her nose wrinkles and she has the funniest expression on her face and I can't help laughing. She looks rather baffled then thoughtful.

'Sorry Ginny but your face after you came out with that. Priceless. C'mon breakfast is ready and I'm starved.'

'Yeah best get down before Mum has a heart attack.'

We walk down the stairs to the kitchen in silence after that. Ron and Hermione looking rather, red, follow us down. Ron muttering and Hermione on the other hand was glaring at Ron and was very quiet. I may have to talk to those two about the constant battles. Though discussing this with them could be hazardous. Hermione's terrifying and Ron knows too much that I don't want the Hogwarts population to know. Crap!

I roll my eyes over at Gin and she grins.

'Morning Mum!'

'Morning Mrs. Weasley!'

Breakfast is its usual affair. Only the clatter on cutlery is heard. Until-

'Et must be perfect! I ensizt! '

Phlegm wait I mean Fleur. Neither Hermione nor Mrs.Weasley look pleased at the new arrival. The former cause Ron is well... Wait is he drooling? Oh forget it.

'Look Fleur we have ages to sort this all out so let's take a break from all the wedding stuff eh?'

It's Bill the eldest of the Weasley siblings.

'Morning all! Hey Firecracker!' Bill reaches over and fluffs Gins hair. I can't help laugh at the nickname. It sums her up nicely. She glares at me and retorts.

'Oh shut it Oh Chosen Captain!' Everyone at the table laughs at this. I look over at her with, ahem, innocent eyes (I'm an expert!). She shakes her finger at me.

'That ain't going to work on me mister. That only works on the fan girls of Hogwarts. What with the swooning and Harry's oh so wonderful!!' She puts her hand to her head during the sarcastic comeback in a dramatic pose.

'Yeah you were never ever like that at all Ginny.' Okay that was well timed. But wait a minute that was Ron! Not Hermione

Merlin!

He has a shrewd look on his face.

Right this is the alternative universe scenario! I am sure of it. Everyone gapes at him; Gin even forgets to defend herself after this little statement.

'Ron mate are you feeling okay?' Has something taken over his mind?

'Fine. Harry, why?' Nargles maybe?

'Well you just came out with something that was very-'

'Hermione-esque.' Gin, Bill and I say in unison.

The rest of breakfast is in total silence. I am mulling over what Ron just managed to come out with. I sense a Conspiracy! Or Ron is now actually listening to Hermione now. It's probably the latter.

'Quidditch anyone?' Gin checks as we clear our plates away.

Ron and I leap at the chance to get out and up into the air. Hermione says she'll be reading a book on House Elves. Which is positively fascinating apparently. To each his own I guess. Or in this case her. She gabbles to me about how much it will help spew. Sorry S.PE.W. Whatever.

'Crap we need another person. We can play with only three. Hermione won't play and neither will Bill seeing as Phlegm is here and all.' Gin says looking rather annoyed at her brothers behaviour.

'Hey I think I see Charlie coming in maybe he'll play.' Nice timing on Charlies' part.

Gin jogs over to him, who gives her a huge hug. They talk and he gives her a fluffy ball. Oh it's Pig, the demented little owl. Typical of Sirius to get an owl like that.

Gin takes the letter and I see her getting steadily madder as she reads through it. What on earth is in the letter? She throws the letter away nearly hitting Hermione though neither girl notices. Charlie looks concerned and he speaks to her. I can't quite make out what he says but Gins words come out quite clear... And loud.

'No the bloody git broke up with me!! And we hadn't even gone out properly yet!! I CALL BEATER!!!!' She runs over.

'Hey what's up?' Ron and I share a look. What happened?

'Right Ron when we get back to Hogwarts I am kicking Deans ass to The Burrow and back!'

'Why? What did he do?'

'He broke up with me. Through a letter!!! Right ROYAL GIT!!!!'

She swiftly mounts her broom and soars into the air. She starts with the drill Angelina taught us last year. Then she moves into a near perfect Wronski Feint which terrifies the crap out of me. She was barely an inch from killing herself. The nearly perfect part nearly had her imbedded in the ground. Head first.

'MERLIN!!!' I yell and I get up on my Firebolt as fast as possible. I fly up faster then I've have before and stop in front of her.

'Harry!' She screams at me.

'No Ginny listen to me. You're mad I get that just don't go pulling any stupid stunts like you just did now. It could cost you. Believe me I've been there and look at what happened.'

I stare her down. She needs to understand that doing something like that is never a good idea. I could get her or someone she cares about killed. I feel rather odd looking at her. The feeling is... Power. Raw, undiluted power. Electricity zooms to every part of my body.

Ginny look so guilty as she looks up at me. Her wide brown eyes great pools in her face. Her lower lip trembles a bit and I notice her arms are shaking. She also seems shocked by my voice. I think she felt what I did.

'Godric!! I am so sorry Harry I just wasn't thinking... I do have the famous Weasley temper after all. I am sorry Harry, really, didn't mean too, just going on emotions...'

I hold my hand up to stop her, mid rant.

'Just promise me one thing, Gin.'

'Anything!'

'Don't do it again!' The power surges through my veins again.

'Is that all? That's not a problem!' She seems relieved and so am I.

Ron glides up at this point Charlie in tow.

'Are you okay???' Ron seems worried but not as much as usual.

'Charlie, Ron, I'm fine just needed to get that out of my system. That's all. So how about two on two?' She asks calmly and casually as if nothing had happened.

After that she seems fine. We had a great game. Gin and I against Ron and Charlie. I can easily see why Charlie nearly played for England. He has a great style. Both Ginny and Ron enjoying themselves as the fight to score goals and bait each other at the same time. Things like 'Some King you are' and 'Christ Percy could aim better then that' pop up every so often. The match last well into the evening after a short lunch with a picnic Mrs. Weasley prepared. I manage the get the apple from under Charlies' nose much to Rons' consternation.

Gin and I high five and she looks really happy. Hermione walks over book in her arms to tell us that dinner is ready.

I have to put away both my broom and Rons' as he is still terrified of spiders. As I am mounting them properly in the hooks I look around and remember what Dumbledore and I were discussing. Stupid prophecy. I shake my head to banish those thoughts. As we walk into the kitchen my thought are interrupted by the smell of good food. Yum!

During dinner I talk to Mr. Weasley about televisions and he is riveted. Hermione and Moony are talking about House Elves. I think he's only humouring her. Ron and Charlie are talking about quidditch tactics. That is all Ron ever thinks about isn't it? That and food, and Hermione I guess. Phlegm- wait I mean Fleur is talking to Bill and Mrs. Weasley about the wedding. Again. Mrs. Weasley looks as though she has just swallowed something unpleasant. Fleurs voice drifts over.

'Ginny et Gabrielle vill make lovely bridesmaids non?'

Ginny chokes on her slice of chicken. Her expression is of total horror.

'Gabrielle has been looking forward to see 'arry again. Et is no surprise.'

It's my turn to choke. Gabrielle? Oh my Merlin! No no no no!!! Please! I'll take Voldermort over her!

Ginny looks over at me and shakes her head. She mouths over at me 'I will protect you from the demented brat'. I mouth back over 'Thank you' with a relieved look on my face. She smiles broadly with a small blush along her cheekbones. Why I have no clue. She clearly doesn't notice that she's leaning back and she suddenly topples over. I can't help but laugh at her face as she lies on the ground. She looks totally baffled and mad at me for laughing oh well. Everyone gets up and moves into the Living Room to relax. I get up and move over to her and hold my hand out to her. She grabs my hand and I pull her up, she stumbles slightly into my chest. Her cheeks flare up even brighter due to that, though I honestly don't mind. And I smile at her she seems so cute. Wait cute? Again???

'I can't let you do all the saving now can I? My reputation will be tarnished. Besides I love to help redheads and you're one of my favourites.'

I grin at her after this. She looks up at me, eyes glittering with laughter. She reminds me of one of the photos that Sirius left me. It's one of all The Marauders minus Wormtail. They are sitting by the tree, which we often study by ourselves. Mum, Dad and Moony are leaning against the tree whilst Sirius is hanging upside down waving manically at the camera. Dad has his wand out and clearly is holding Sirius there wearing the same cheeky grin I am, Moony has his head tossed laughing. Dad has his other arm round Mum and she's looking up at Dad with the same glittering, amused eyes (well different colour but whatever) that Gins giving me. It's one of my favourite pictures of them. They are all so full of life.

'One of your favourites? Meaning I'm not at the top of the ladder?' Gins comment is so cheeky I can't help but start a little. But seeing what she's trying to do I grin even wider and I lean over mere millimetres from her ear.

'Well I don't want to insult Ron but he's not my favourite, the bright Firecracker has that top spot.'

I whisper in her ear. I lean back again and her expression is the funniest I have ever seen. A mixture of disbelief and humour mixed in there along with the traditional Weasley blush.

Got her!

And what she doesn't know is that every word I just said is true.

She is my favourite. And who could blame me?

Oh wait Ron could.

And knowing my luck he'll find out.

I'm a dead man.

TYPICAL!!