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The Morning After

The next morning, Harry had completely forgotten the end of the night before. As he wondered into the kitchen for breakfast, next to Ron and Hermione, he practically inhaled his food.

Molly bustled into the Kitchen from outside muttering about sons and how they never were awake when you wanted them to be. Having finished his meal, Harry volunteered to wake Charlie – the only one in the house.

Harry knocked loudly first. "Charlie, wake up. Breakfast is ready."

However, as there was no answer, he opened the door. That's when he remembered what he'd seen. He looked down. The bra he was standing on definitely didn't belong to Charlie (However, the boxers hanging off the lampshade appeared to). One look at the bed proved there were definitely two people there, one with long, black hair.

Face flaming red, Harry left the room as quickly as possible and shut the door, before leaning on it. That was not something he wanted to do again. EVER again.

It was at that moment that Ginny walked by. "Harry, what in the name of Merlin are you doing?" She asked, staring at him.

Mumbling something about waking Charlie up, Harry got off the door. And wished he hadn't.

"Oh I'll wake him up." Ginny said, as she opened the door. Ten seconds later, she too had shut the door and was leaning on it. "I never want to see that again"

"Don't I know it." Harry agreed. It was at that moment he realised how close he was to Ginny. Feeling his face heat up even more, Harry moved slightly. He could have sworn he heard Ginny sigh.

Together, they finally managed to wake him up by yelling at the door. Thankfully, Charlie didn't open it, so they just went back downstairs.

Cat appeared a few minutes later in rather rumpled clothes that she had worn yesterday.

Molly Weasley turned to look at her after she said good morning. "I didn't know you were going to stay the night. Did Charlie put you up?"

Both Ginny and Harry caught each others eyes and snorted, garnering some strange looks from the other occupants of the kitchen and a blush from Cat.

"Ummmm … yeah. He … sorted me out." Harry couldn't take it any more and burst out laughing, closely followed by Ginny. Cat had gone bright red; however, her neck wasn't as red as the mark on it. A wicked grin overtook Harry's features.

"Cat, is that a bug-bite on your neck?" Ron looked up and suddenly caught on to what had happened. His ears went red. Hermione and Mrs Weasley looked blankly up.

Ginny joined in, her own wicked grin firmly in place. "It doesn't look much like a bug-bite to me. Do you know what it is Hermione?"

Hermione had been looking at Cat for about half a minute when she said, in a completely bewildered voice, "Well, actually, I think it looks like a lo …… ohhhhh." Her face know a brilliant shade of scarlet, Hermione buried her face in Ron's shoulder, shaking with laughter.

Molly, however, appeared completely bewildered. "It looks like a what?"

Cat finally drew out her wand and tapped the mark on her neck, causing it to become the colour of her skin. "It's nothing," she mumbled. She might have got away with it, if Charlie hadn't come down at that very moment with two hickeys showing clearly on his throat.

The entire kitchen was filled with the sound of laughter as Harry, Ginny, Ron and Hermione all gave in to the uncontrollable laughter filling them up. Charlie looked completely shocked, and that look got worse as Cat jumped up and tapped him twice on the neck, causing the love-bites to blend in with his skin.

It was, of course, at that moment that the twins arrived. "What's going on here?"

Molly chose that moment to swell up. "That is exactly what I want to know."

The occupants of the kitchen all settled down and turned to Harry. Why did he have to be the one to make up an excuse (well he was hardly gonna tell her the truth was he)? "Ummm… it's just a trick that Fred taught us, isn't it Fred?"

Fred paled as everyone turned to him. "Yeah." He inserted, quickly relaxing into the mindset of a prankster hoping to avoid punishment. "It's just a spell, mum, nothing to worry about."

Molly didn't look convinced, but she left them with only one backwards glance.

"So," asked George eagerly. "What happened?"

"You want to answer that Kitty?" asked Harry, struggling to keep a straight face. "Or should I?"

Cat didn't look happy and Charlie, standing next to her, still looked like he was missing the punch-line of a very funny joke. "I stayed over last night." Cat finally said, causing Charlie to look at her like she was crazy and Harry and Ginny to catch each other's eyes again. The twins, however, didn't catch on that quick.

"And?" Fred asked.

"In Charlie's room." Cat explained. That got the twins attention.

"And they forgot to lock the bloody door," groused Ginny. Harry was very sympathetic. After all, he'd been there.

"And to check themselves for love-bites before coming downstairs." Ron pushed in, before Hermione swatted him half-heartedly.

The twins looked at each other and grinned. "Looks like we have even more blackmail material on you."

Cat's face gained the confidence it had been missing for the last few hours. "Look, my step-dad put the Black in black-mail." Harry, Ginny and Charlie – the only ones who fully got the pun – snickered. "Anything you got on me, I got double on you."

Knowing this was probably true, the twins backed down and when Mr. and Mrs. Weasley reentered the kitchen, the whole lot of them were eating breakfast and chattering good-naturedly.

Once he was sure she'd finished, Harry turned to Ginny. "Can I talk to you outside? In private? It's kinda important."

Looking intrigued, Ginny followed him out to the field. Completely nervous, Harry turned to her. "Would you like to go on a date?"

A/N Sorry it took so long to update, I still maintain it was exams. Hopefully, my updates will be a bit more regular over the next couple of weeks.