The next morning just as the sun was peaking through the hills Ginny awoke to the feeling that her pillow was moving.
"Good morning Ginny," she heard a voice say.
She looked up and saw that Harry was looking at her with an interesting look in his eyes. She smiled at him and said,
"Good morning to you too, Harry."
"Sleep well," he asked.
"Yes very well. What about," she began but was cut off by a yell.
They looked up at the stairs and saw that Ron was standing there with a gaped mouth. Hermione was right behind him staring oddly at the two on the couch. Harry felt Ginny shift uncomfortably next to him so he wrapped his arms around her a little more tightly. Ginny smiled a little when she felt him do this.
"Whatever is the matter, Ron," she asked.
"You slept with my best friend, that's what," he replied.
Ginny's eyes narrowed and Hermione quickly walked back upstairs. She did not want to be involved with this argument. Harry looked down at Ginny and saw that her eyes were blazing and gulped. She smiled at Harry for moment before switching her eyes
"Ronald Billius Weasley! What did I tell you yesterday? Have you forgotten that I am not five years old anymore! I am 15," she said.
"Well I know that but I don't want you dating Harry," he said.
"And what is wrong with Harry," she asked.
"It's Harry…he's too old for you," Ron said.
"He is only a year older than me," she said icily.
"I don't care! You can't date him and that's that," he said.
"Who said we were dating," Ginny yelled.
"I…I just assumed," he began.
"Well you assumed wrong," Ginny yelled.
After they argued for a few more moments Ginny finally stood up and left in a huff. Harry watched her leave and discreetly smiled. Ron glared at him and then walked on down the stairs.
"What is wrong with you Potter," Ron said.
"What are you talking about," Harry asked.
"You are hitting on my baby sister," he said.
"I am not," Harry answered.
"You are too and you know what," he asked.
"What," Harry asked warily.
"I'd rather it be you that is with her than anyone else," Ron said.
"But you just told her that you didn't want her to be," Harry started.
"Aha! So you do like my sister," he said.
Harry turned beet red when he realized that Ron had realized that he did like the youngest Weasley. He had tried his best to hide it and so far it had worked---that is until now.
"All right so what if I do," he said.
"Go for it," Ron said.
"So I have your approval," he asked slowly.
Ron just nodded his head and turned around and walked back up the stairs leaving a stunned Harry sitting on the couch. A few moments later Ginny came back downstairs smiling at Harry. He looked at her for a moment and smiled and said,
"Ginny are you doing anything later today?"
"No why," she asked catching the mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Do you want to go back to where we were yesterday," he asked.
"Sure," she replied.
"Oh and Ginny bring another picnic and I will bring something else," he said.
"What will you bring," she asked.
"Not telling," he replied.
Ginny grinned at him and then left to go start breakfast. After she left Harry sat there grinning like an idiot for the longest time.