Chapter Eight: A Redhead Fiesta. (Dale! Dale!)

"No! I don't" Ron exclaimed.

The trio were sitting in their usual compartment of the Hogwarts Express, hotly arguing.

"Yes, you do." Draco teased the tall boy, a sly smirk on his face.

"No!"

"Yes."

"No, you idiot!"

"Says the idiot. YES."

Harry was moving his head from one to another, smiling.

"Enough, guys. Ron, you constantly have been commenting on her – 'Hah! This stupid weirdo?.. Look how this Lovegood girl is eating with two knifes!.. - so I must agree with Draco here."

"You too (Brutus)? I swear, I don't like the girl!" the redhead said, but his reddened ears told the whole way different story.

A door to their compartment opened slowly.

"You don't what, Ronald?" the dreamy voice asked.

Weasley blushed even more.

"He fancies you, Luna" Harry answered, looking at the boy in question.

Ron sent Potter a glare, which explained everything he thought about the boy in glasses and his blond friend.

The huge silver eyes of the girl became even wider than before for a second, showing her surprise, but then she quickly turned into her nonchalant herself again.

"Ronald, you just should have told me. I too think you are very cute, especially now – this blush suits your magnificent red hair.." she said, sitting very close to him and giving him a chaste kiss on his red cheek.

The door opened again.

"What's the matter, guys?" Hermione asked, sitting next to Luna and pulling out a book to read.

Harry and Draco couldn't take any more – they fell on the floor and started rolling on it, howling with laugher.

Long story short, one Ronald Billius Weasley had had the most embarrassing Express trip ever.

They stepped their feet on the Platform Nine And Three-Quarters and bid each other farewell. Harry and Ron approached the Weasley's family.

"Hello, Mr and Mrs Weasley!" Potter warmly greeted the elder couple of redheads.

The family's matriarch embraced both boys in a bone-crushing hug, Ginny, as she did always since the Chamber event, was giving Harry a very strange look, which scared Harry a bit, because – Hello! Her eyes were crimson, for Merlin's sake!

"Hello, my dears! I and my husband - We are so happy that you have accepted our invitation to spend this summer break in our household. Isn't your third friend coming too?"

She asked the question with a little bit tense look in her eyes.

"No, Mrs Weasley, his parents didn't allow him – said something about having some important family business." Harry replied, saddened a little that his another friend couldn't spend this Summer with him and Ron.

All faces of Weasley family members, but Ron's, lit happily – evidently his reply lifted a lot of stress from their minds.

"Umm... Well, take each other's hands – we will side-along apparate to our The Burrow in a moment." Harry's face became green – apparation, again, eww.

No, definitely, the Weasley Family Household wasn't Malfoy Manor, but the old high and hove down house, which still hadn't crumbled just because of the strength of magic that reinforced the building, had something the beautiful manor would never have – it emitted the feeling of homeliness.

Harry was told that he was going to share a room with Ron, so the green-eyed boy levitated their luggage there with a click of his wand.

"Harry! You aren't allowed to use your magic during the holidays!" Molly Weasley exclaimed, looking genuinely worried that a warning letter from the ministry would come.

"Don't you worry, Mrs Weasley, most of the time, it's good to be the protégé of Chief Warlock. By the way, your children may use it as well – I asked my uncle and he agreed to make an exception for them too." he said, extinguishing her worry.

Molly wasn't sure how she should react – it was so great that her children could improve their magic during the break, but the same fact made her feel the dread: nothing stopped her twin sons from making everyone's life hell now!

Fred and George stood by Harry's sides and put right and left hands respectably on his shoulders.

"Harry, you are our bestest friend!" one of them said and another continued

"Our Merlin!"

"Our Idol!"

"If you need anything – just ask!"

Ginny approached him subtly from behind and gave him a nice hug, snaking her elegant hands with long thin fingers on his chest.

"Thank you, my hero..." she purred.

She kissed his neck gently. Harry's cheeks blushed fiery red and he looked at her brothers, awaiting his swift death.

But Ron and his elder brothers didn't look angry or surprised at all – after Harry and Dumbledore saved their little sister from the cursed diary, Weasleys were grateful for that and, in fact, wanted Harry and Ginny to become a couple in time.

"Khem! My girl, don't embarrass our guest!"Arthur Weasley interrupted her.

Once Ginny had released Harry, Percy neared him and extended his hand.

"Thank you, Harold. This will allow my studies progress as rapidly during the holidays as in the Hogwarts. I won't forget that, I promise." he said and shook Harry's hand firmly.

The twins and Ron simultaneously rolled their eyes – Percy was such... Percy!

The first three weeks of Summer Holidays were spent by Ron and Harry in doing their homework and lazing around, doing absolutely nothing.

Then, on the twentieth of July, Tuesday, when all inhabitants of the Burrow but Harry Ginny and Ron, were out, somebody knocked on the entrance door.

Potter, being the closest, opened it.

Luna Lovegood was standing right in front of him.

"Hello, Harry. It's nice to see you here in our village. Where's Ronald?" she told him, giving gim an enigmatic smile.

Harry shook his head, chuckling, and called his friend loudly.

"Ro-o-o-on! There is somebody who wants to see you!"

"Coming!" Ron shouted back and the heavy steps from the second floor were heard by our hero. The redhead passed Harry and froze in his place in surprise. A distinct blush covered his cheeks, ears and neck.

"H-hello, L-luna." he stuttered.

"Hi, Ronald. Would you like to have a walk with me?" she asked the redhead, flashing him her brilliant smile.

Ron blushed even more

"S-s-sorry, b-but I h-have many th-things t-to..."

"To hell with you, Ronniekins!" Harry exclaimed and bumped him out, closing the door with ten different spells.

"Have a nice day, guys!" he shouted through the door to the freshly baked pair, grinning slyly.

But his grin was obliterated from his face and he sharply spun around, when he realized that only himself and...

Ginny stood very close to him - so close that their noses almost brushed. Her face had become different – instead of the cute-girl-from-the-next-house features, they were elegant.. perfect, but her large crimson, blood red, eyes were making Harry freak out.

"So, we are all alone now..."

Harry gulped – he was so screwed.

"Harry... don't be so shy..." she crooned, embracing him in a very tight hug, which made him understand that not only her face had changed a lot

"We have the whole day just for us two."

"G-g-ginny, w-wait!" he tried to escape, but it made her squeeze the boy with unnaturally great strength.

The beautiful redhead put her elegant long index finger on his lips soothingly.

"Shhhh..." She pulled his head towards hers with her right hand, gripping his crotch firmly with her left one.

Ginny used to be much shorter than Harry before, but, as he realized suddenly, she was towering above him now. He fancied tall girls so it wasn't a problem for him.

The youngest Weasley kissed him affectionately: whilst Harry was very sloppy in the art of kissing, Ginny, was not, having the experience of sixteen year old Tom who seduced a lot of girls and women for his own gains. She didn't mind, though – the fact of who was kissing her tripled her sensations.

"It is only the beginning of our love marathon, Harry..." she whispered in his ear, making him smile nervously.

"Yeah" Potter thought "I think I have a new Patronus memory!"

AN(05.10.2011/10.05.2011): I know this chapter is the shortest one, but in this specific case, it's its plus, no? I solemnly swear to finish revising chapter Nine this night!