Uneventful Things, Except Family

Chapter: Four

Genre: General. (BOO.) AND HUMOR… sorta. (Yay?)

Rating: PG, I think. Yeah, basically PG.

Disclaimer: I do not own the lovely characters in this chapter.

A/N: Um, okay chapter I guess. It just feels up space and leads up to the next very action-adventure chapter.

Edited?: Not really. -shifty-

Yesterday's dinner was pretty exciting. Yep, it was. It featured all boring conversations. You know the usual. "How was school this year?" "Did you like anyone?" "What's his/her name?" And the usual answers. "Good." "No, not really." "… What was the question again?" But, you know what was weird? How all the usual answers didn't seem to be the truth and the obvious truth? Nothing is the usual anymore and that was what made dinner pretty excitingly boring. I hope that made sense to you. If not, think about.

Hardly anyone was there except Ron, Mum, and me. Dad had to go back to work because it has been bloody busy at the office. Bill and Phlegm were still at hospital getting the check-up. The twins and crew were at the shop, packing everything up. And others that usually stopped by, no clue.

This morning is most likely going to be as excitingly boring as last night. Yay! I went downstairs just to be called wrong. There sitting at the table were Tonks, Lupin, Lupin, Bill and his fiancé, thw twins, but no sign of Carl, 'Lina, 'Licia, Ron, Dad, and Mum. Pretty much the whole crew, except… pop CHARLIE!

Yes, people. Just then, my other brother Charlie popped in. I ran over to him and gave him sisterly love. I screamed in his ear, "Charlie!"

"Ouch Gin. Lay of the Firewhiskey," he smiled teasing me.

Bill decided to get in on the tease and said, "How come I didn't get a hug? I wanna a hug."

He put on his best puppy face, so he could get one. And he did… from Fred.

"There you go bro."

"Not from you, git."

"But, I thought you wanted a hug."

"Again, not from you, git."

"Oh that really –"

"-hurt him Bill."

"And-"

"- our triplet Carl."

"Who?

"Carl?"

"Who's Carl?

"Our triplet."

"Your triplet?"

"Yes, just ask Mum."

"Mum, don't we-"

"Ok, just shut up and eat breakfast and enough of this nonsense about Carl. Charlie, welcome home dear and get you a spot of breakfast."

As breakfast progressed on, we talked about a number of things such as: The Ministry, Quidditch, and other things. The older people tried their best not to get on the subject of the Order or the subject of the recent death. Maybe not to upset our guest? Or maybe us? I dunno, but I do know that the same thing was going through Ron's mind that was going through mine. 'What's actually going on out there? What's Voldemort doing? What's the Order going to do now?'

I was finally starting to get tired of the safe talk and was playing with my oatmeal when the oatmeal from my spoon flung across the table and almost hit Charlie. He had ducked in time and glared at me. I put on a sweet innocent face and smiled. I looked at the person the oatmeal did hit.

Tonks. Bloody hell.

Everyone at the table had seen the incident except for my mother and father. Oh wow. I'm surprised. I put on my sweet innocent face and smiled at her too. It didn't work. She looked pissed.

OH snap.

The next thing I know is that there were eggs flying towards me and the rest is history.

A few minutes later, mum had everything under control because as you predicted, a food fight broke out.

"Okay. Who started this immature behavior?"

Everyone pointed to me. I gave them my I-will-hurt-your–arse-with-my-revenge-later glare. They all seem to stop pointing then.

"Ginerva Molly Weasley! How dare you act so irresponsible? You're one of the ones who are supposed to have common sense!" I flinched at my mother's yelling voice.

"But, mum…" I said in a squeaky voice.

"No buts young lady."

There were chuckles from my brothers and I glared my revengeful glare at them again, and they stopped immediately. My mother continued, "You are to clean up this mess WITHOUT using my wand for magic. Got it?"

I started to whine.

"Stop whining and get to it. And the rest of you should be ashamed too. Now OUT!"

Everyone shuffled out and I cursed to myself.

"What was that young lady?"

"Nothing mother!"

"It better not had been!"

I sighed.

It was now almost dinnertime at the Weasley abode when there was a tapping on my window. I looked up from my cleaning and saw a white snow owl. Harry. My heart started to beat at a faster pace as I approached the owl and the letter that was attached to it. I opened the window at let Hedwig in. She nipped my finger as I pulled the letter from her. It was licensed to… Ron?!?!

'What the hell.' That's all I could think.

I hurriedly opened the letter and began to read:

Dear Ron,

How's it going? The Dursleys are the same. Well, not really. I will tell you when I see you. Tell Ginny… I said hi. And ask her how's she doing? Maybe tell her to send me an owl soon?

Your friend always,

Harry

P.S. How is everyone doing?

(A/N: Sorry to interrupt, but how's it going? I'm doing fine, how are you? That's good… Did I tell you that this summer I'm going to Paris? Why, yes… I am and… continues to ramble)

If you read what I read, you know how I'm feeling now. No, not sad, but mad. Irate even. I crumbled up the letter and went out the room with the slamming of my door. I stomped up the stairs to Ron's room and burst through his door. He jumped up with his wand out.

"Don't point that stick at me!" I threw the crumbled piece of paper at him and continued, "Tell your friend of yours to get the balls to ask me myself, instead of acting like the little git he is."

Ron looked bewildered, "Wha-what are you talking about?"

I just glared and walked out. Making it back to my room, I grabbed my pillow and screamed into it. I do not know why, but tears were on the edge of my eyelashes and were screaming to fall down onto my face. But, I didn't let them fall. I didn't let my anger or him get the best of me. I am not weak.


(A/N: Oh, interesting chapter, don't you think m'dears? Yes, another filler, but useful because it builds up to the drama that will happen later on….. OKAY I GOTTA SAY IT. In this fic, Harry and Ginny will never get together. They both will become lesbos. How? Yes, you guessed it right, Harry will become a transsexual. –blinks- Okay, so I'm lying. Just enjoy one of my favorite chappies which is CHAPTER FIVE AND IT IS NEXT! dances)

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