I don't own Harry Potter

I love Ron Weasley

And I'm envious of J.K. Rowling's fat mountain of cash

That's all there is to it!

A/N: Again, I'm sooo sorry about my procrastination on this fic! Exams sucketh mucheth (which makes me wish hogwarts was real, seeings as theirs always get cancelled for one reason or another...) But anyway, HERE WE GO! thankyou for all your wonderful comments! They really mean alot to me and keep me inspired. I'm thinking of writing a few other oneshots for different couples at somestage as well. If anyone has any ideas they would really love to read, but can't be bothered to write, just leave some in reviews and I may just write some of them up for your enjoyment P
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Cars, Crashes and Broomstick Battles.

OOMPH!

Hermione tripped and fell as she walked through the doorway from her bedroom to the hall. Picking herself up off the floor, she rubbed her back and picked up the offending object. Hermione's face twisted into an annoyed growl as she stormed down the hall and into the living room. There sat Hugo, flicking through a quidditch book with an expression of utmost boredom on his face.

"Hugo! What have I told you about leaving your things everywhere? I nearly broke my neck on this one" she exclaimed, holding out a green toy car in front of her seven year old sons face.

Hugo's bored expression glanced from his mother, to the car, and back again.

"Not mine, Dads" he stated, glancing back at the book.

"Are you sure? I didn't think Dad had TOY cars" Hermione said, crossing her arms.

"Yeah, Pop and Nan gave us some muggle toys when we went over yesterday" answered Hugo, referring to their trip to the Grangers over the weekend.

"And I didn't want to hurt Nan's feelings, but cars are a bit lame. I mean, they don't even go off the ground" Hugo stopped, a sly look creeping onto his face.

"Not like the new SuperSwift360, hey Mum did you know it can go upwards of 500km per hour in less than five seconds? …And Mum! Aunt Gins on the package! …And Mum! It's really funny, she's saying it 'sweeps away the competition' …and Mum…!" Hugo stopped, suddenly looking very offended as his mother had covered her ears with her hands and was singing loudly, and off key in an effort to stop the broom babble coming from her son.

Hermione stopped and looked at Hugo, beaming when she saw his little face scowling.

"Oh did Mummy upset you?" she laughed as she bundled Hugo up in her arms, kissing all over his messy brown hair, ignoring his outraged objections.

"MUM! GEROFF!" he struggled, finally being set back down. He reached up and smoothed his hair, regaining his composure with, what Ron often described as a 'freakily good impression of his mother'.

"Ok, so where's your father got to then?" she asked.

"Ummm, can't remember"

"What about Rose?"

"Uncle Harry's, I think she went to show off her Embeefreak"

"Her what?"

"That noisy thing Nan got her"

"Oh! The Mp3, right. Well I'm going to go get dressed and we can all go over, what do you say?"

"Will Albus be home?"

"Well I assume so darling"

"…yeah alright"

Hermione strode to her room, opened the wardrobe and waved her wand. A pair of jeans, white singlet and red long sleeved bolero top assembled themselves on the bed, and Hermione began to change, throwing the Cannons shirt and boxer long pyjama pants she was wearing into the laundry hamper and finally gathering her hair into a messy bun and slipping on a pair of red flats.

Coming back outside, she met Hugo in the front room. He was ready to go, with his quidditch books and old broom in tow.

"Ok hold on" Hermione turned on the spot, clutching her son's hand, and with a loud crack they appeared at the Potter's front door.

Hermione rang the doorbell and Hugo crossed him arms, sighing with annoyance.

"Why can't we just apparate straight in?"

"Because it's rude Hugo" Hermione muttered, waiting for someone to come to the door.

The blurry silhouette of a small person appeared through the decorative glass in the door, and reached up to turn the handle.

"Aunty Mione!" Lily Potter exclaimed.

"Hello angel! How are you?"

"Good… HI HUGO!!! Is that your broom? Can I have a go, PLEASE, James won't let me on his and neither will Al, so can I use yours pleeeease?"

Hugo pushed past his red-headed cousin through the front door

"No"

Lily looked crestfallen and walked back into the house, disappointed.

Hermione shook her head, laughing at the children.

"Lily is your Dad home?"

"Ummm, not sure. He might have gone out. Mum's home though, in the study" Lily said as she turned and skipped off into the backyard after Hugo.

Hermione made her way down the hall, turning right into the study. There Ginny sat, reading a piece of parchment with her feet up on the desk and absentmindedly chewing her quill.

Hermione knocked on the doorframe.

"Not interested Al, if he's being a prat then ignore him."

Hermione smiled

"Gin?"

"Oh! Hermione, when did you get here?"

"Just now, came over with Hugo. Lil let us in"

"Oh well Al will be pleased, James' been being a right little sod. I told him he couldn't go out with Harry and Ron this morning so he's been antagonizing Al and Lily instead." Ginny sighed, rubbing her forehead.

Hermione sat down on the squishy sofa in the corner of the room.

"So Ron's gone out with Harry today? I love it how he always keeps me up to date..." Hermione rolled her eyes thinking of her husband.

"Hmm. Well I was just going to make some tea, do you want…"

Ginny's speech halted as a loud crash came from the backyard.

"That is IT!" She screeched, leaping to her feet and running out the door into the yard.

The children must have sensed Ginny coming, as when she and Hermione made their way into the yard, all they saw was James, Albus and Hugo, standing very still with their arms behind their back and sheepish looks spread on their faces. Lily meanwhile, was sitting with Rose in a hammock strung up under two trees, sharing and earphone and marvelling in the strange muggle music.

"Right" Ginny started, as looks of fear crept onto the boy's faces.

"Why was there crashing, and WHAT IS THAT!?" She pointed, outraged at the pile of smoking and sparking wood behind the children.

"Well..." James started nervously, cowering from the steely glare from his mother.

"See I was out here, innocently riding around on my broom" he motioned to the smouldering pile of ashen wood.

"And then Rose came over, we rode around for a bit, then she went off to listen to he Bimplefree player."

Ginny looked back at Hermione, who gave her a plain I'll explain later look.

"So then ALBUS comes out, and starts harassing me about my broom. I mean, It's not my fault Dad confiscated his broom for a week for crashing it into that Muggle girl's tree house; he needs to control it better… But yeah, he comes out harassing me for a go, and I'm like: Albus, father said no, and who are we to question his authority" James had a slightly mocking sing-song tone to his voice.

"And yeah, then Hugo came over and we had a race, Al got jealous and destroyed my broom."

Albus look as if he were about to cry, while side glanced at him threateningly. Hugo stood there, staring at the ground with a small smile on his face.

Hermione took pity on her nephew.

"Rose!" she yelled across the yard at her daughter, who was still swinging in the hammock with Lily.

Not eliciting a response, Hermione marched over to the hammock, pulled Rose out, and marched back to the boys.

"What's wrong mum?" she sighed.

"What Happened with the brooms?"

"Basically? Al and Hugo had a race, James caught the end of both brooms and tried to hang off them while they were in the air, and they fell and crashed."

James threw a furious look at his cousin, who simply stuck out her tongue.

"Next time you won't pay out my music will you?" she said, trotting off back to Lily with her nose in the air.

"Right you. Inside now" Ginny said to James, who reluctantly made his way back to the house, mumbling angrily under his breath and kicking a stray gnome scurrying across the grass.

"And as for you two, you're going to have to wait for your fathers to get home so they can fix you brooms. Why don't you go play with the stuff you got from Uncle George's the other day?" she said, walking back into the house with Hermione.

The two women slumped into the kitchen seats, Ginny waved her wand and cups of tea prepared themselves and levitated over to the table.

"He is a rat-bag" Ginny sighed, referring to her eldest son.

"He's like Harry's dad, Harry, and every single one of my brother (except maybe Perce) rolled into one…" She sighed, taking an extra large gulp of tea.

Hermione made to reply, but was interrupted by a large cracking noise.

Lily came bolting through the kitchen

"DAAAAAAAAAAAAADDY!"

OOMPH!

Moments later, Harry entered the kitchen with Lily on his hip, while Ron clutched huge bags Labelled Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes.

"Hey, when did you come over?" Ron said, leaning down to kiss his wife.

"Few minutes ago… where have you been?"

"Ah!" Ron said. "Well, we went over to George and Katie's to pick up some stuff for the department, and I though while we were there he could charm those toys your mum got Hugo. Seemed like a good idea since he's been chucking them around the house trying to trip me up for entertainment…"

Ron pulled a purple race car toy out of the bag, placed it on the table and watched as it flew up into the air, sparking and morphing into different shapes, flying about in every conceivable pattern.

"That's lovely." She smiled and pulled him down for another kiss.

"Harry, go see what you're protégée did to Hugo's broom" Ginny said sombrely.

The smile fell from Harry's face.

"I'm not going to like what I see… am I?"

"No"

Harry exaggeratedly, much to Lily's amusement, and carried her outside.

Everyone got up and followed.

"Hey Hugo!" Ron waved "Get over here, got something to show you!"

Hugo looked up and walked over to his dad, making an annoyed noise as Ron pulled him into a big hug.

"Check out Nan's cars!" Ron pulled another out of the bag, and watched Hugo's face for any signs of amusement.

"Oh, that's… great Dad" Said Hugo awkwardly.

"But ummm, James smashed up my broom… and I was wondering…"

Hermione knew what was coming, and walked back inside.

"Its not that I don't appreciate the cars Dad, it's just… they're always going to be a bit lame. But you know what's not lame? The new SuperSwift360! Dad, did you know it can go upwards of 500km per hour in less than five seconds? …And Dum! Aunt Gins on the package! …And Dad...!"

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