Like Parents, Like Teens

Part 6

A/N: Hey everybody! Sorry it took so long to update. I've been a little distracted lately. Yes, I have read HBP. It was very good, wasn't it? But anyway, the storyline kinda blew my accuracy, but I'm not gonna change anything cuz I'm too far in already. So just to let you know, I am not going to change anything in accordance to HBP, which will make my story totally AU, but I hope you still want to read it.

Thanks to all my reviewers. I'm sorry to those who do not like Remus/Tonks and/or Harry/Ginny. The majority of reviewers supported those couples so that is what I'm going to do. I'm really sorry, but I really love Remus/Tonks and since so many reviewers enjoy Harry/Ginny I'm putting some of that too. Please don't be mad.  But don't worry this will always be, first and foremost, a Ron/Hermione fic. Hope you enjoy this chapter.

Disclaimer: Don't own em. Duh.

"Bloody hell!" Ron swore as he stared down the streets of Hogsmeade.

"Come off it. It's not that bad," Harry told his friend.

"It's not bloody bad for you!" Ron replied heatedly. "You don't care about what Parvati thinks! But I, for one, happen to be friends with my wife, and don't want to disappoint her!"

"You and Hermione have had a much improved relationship since your little rendezvous in the garden haven't you?" Harry smiled slyly. Ron glared at him, then decided that he didn't have the energy to fight with his best friend and sighed.

"But Harry…I have no idea what to get her!" The two wizards set off down the street.

"Why don't you just get her chocolate, like you usually do?" Harry asked as they passed Honeydukes.

"You read the letters. It has to be something special," Ron moaned as he remembered the letter, searching for loopholes. It had arrived a week ago, but most students had chosen to ignore it for the time-being, as a Hogsmeade trip was scheduled for the next weekend. Now he was here and had absolutely no idea what to do.

Dear Mr. and Mrs Weasley,

Christmastime has almost arrived!

You have not had any assignments for a while,

and I hope you have grown closer for it.

But your anniversary looms around the bend.

Luckily, you and your spouse celebrate a joint

Christmas-Anniversary, so all you must do is get an

extra-special gift this year for your spouse and it

will count both for Christmas and Anniversary.

Happy shopping!

Albus Dumbledore

True, he'd had a whole week to decide on a gift for Hermione. But after learning that everyone else had the same assignment, he and Harry had decided that they could always decide later. And later. And later. Hermione would call it procrastinating, Ron thought bitterly. In fact, she probably already bought the gift she knew she'd get me since we got the bloody letter and is enjoying a Butter Beer in the Three Broomsticks right now, he scowled.

In fact though, this was only partially correct.

As Rosmerta set down two mugs of Butter Beer in front of the young witches, the red-head turned to her friend.

"Have any ideas?" she asked forlornly.

"Thanks," Hermione muttered to Rosmerta then turned her attention back to Ginny, mentally cursing herself for the thousandth time for procrastinating. She'd had so much homework in Ancient Runes recently that she'd taken advantage of having a little quality time with Ron. And Harry and Ginny of course. Now she wished she hadn't. Gulping down some of the liquid in front of her, she felt a little better. "No. But you know Ginny, it might spark some ideas if we walked around outside and looked at the shops." Ginny sighed dramatically.

"But it's so cold outside. I'll freeze to death!" Hermione shoved her playfully.

"Then you better drink your Butter Beer in order to remain as warm as possible."

"You don't need Butter Beer to keep you warm. Just the sight of Ron," Ginny giggled slyly. Hermione's face flushed. "Even just hearing his name!" Ginny crowed. "May I ask, Hermione, what would have transpired between you and my older brother, if Harry and I hadn't so rudely interrupted you?" Eager to change the subject, Hermione pointed accusingly at her friend.

"And may I ask you, Ginny, what you and Harry were doing wandering around alone!"

"Well, I was rather upset, because Dean wouldn't talk to me. So I asked Harry what I could do to make him at least tell me what was wrong. He gave me really good advice too, because Dean came right out and told me it was some horrible assignment! Now we are happily together again." The red head concluded. "Now you answer me."

"Nothing. Come on," Hermione said briskly and after both girls drained their drinks, led a sulking Weasley out into the streets of Hogsmeade.

"Whaddya think about this?" Harry asked his friend for the tenth time that day. Ron, who had been perusing the shelves came over to his friend.

"I can't give her that!" Ron spluttered at the heart-shaped locket Harry was holding up.

"Why not?" Harry sighed. He had already bought a bottle of perfume for Parvati.

"It-it's too romantic!" Ron shook his head. "I don't think we're going to find anything here."

"Where else is there to go?" Harry groaned as the two stepped out into the snow-covered streets of Hogsmeade. "The Shrieking Shack?"

"Somehow mate, I don't think we'll find anything there," Ron grinned back. Spirits slightly lifted by the joke, Harry and Ron meandered past shops, and after browsing longingly through a store that sold Quidditch goods, finally entered the Three Broomsticks.

Swerving through crowded tables, they made their way towards the back. There they joined Dean, Seamus, and Neville, who was starting off to order more Butter Beer.

"Do you two want any?" Neville asked the new arrivals.

"Yeah, thanks." Harry replied for both of them and sat next to Dean. Ron sank down in the chair next to him.

"Had any luck with shopping?"

"Yeah," Seamus replied at the same time Dean shook his head. "At least I have. Got Lavender this." He held out the same heart-shaped locket Harry had shown to Ron before.

"I couldn't find anything special enough for Gin," Dean sighed. Harry felt slightly strange, thinking how Dean and Ginny's 'marriage' might be less enjoyable if he hadn't given her his advice. But by the way Dean acted, he doubted the youngest Weasley had told her boyfriend whom they were to thank for reconciling.

"Me neither, for Hermione," Ron said glumly.

"I bought a bottle of perfume for Parvati," Harry chimed in.

"So me 'n you are the lucky ones who get to slave away thinking of something to get our girls," Dean smiled at Ron, who was trying to decide whether he should argue with Dean because he had called Ginny his girl, or for saying that Hermione was his, Ronald Weasley's, girl. Hermione: his girl.

As Ron flushed and stuttered, Harry looked at the other occupants of the Three Broomsticks. A few tables away he spotted Cho. Shivering he remembered that horrid Valentine's Day last year…

"Hey," he said slowly.

"What?" Seamus asked. Ron and Dean looked over too. To their surprise, Harry rose up out of his seat and chugged the rest of his Butter Beer.

"Come on," he said and strode towards the exit. Ron hurried after him. Seamus and Dean glanced at each other, shrugged, then followed Harry and Ron.

Ginny held up a chain to Hermione. A disgusted expression appeared on the older witch's face.

"It's hideous!" she giggled. It was a long gold chain with letters spelling out 'My Sweetheart' dangling off it. (A/N: Hee Hee. HBP)

"Who in their right mind would buy this!" Ginny cackled.

"Hey Hermione, Ginny!" Lavender approached the two girls, Parvati in tow. "Want to head back to the castle with us?"

"Professor Trelawny said that she would give us a special reading if we came back early!" Parvati added excitedly.

"Uh, no thanks." Ginny replied quickly. "Well, we're out of here!" And she practically raced out of the building, the thought of Professor Trelawny urging her on. Hermione glared after her, then turned to the skeptical girls before her.

"We have more shopping to do. Maybe some other time," she smiled sweetly before hurrying after Ginevra. "That was really rather rude Ginny." She reproved the younger girl after catching her breath. But Ginny had already disappeared into a shop selling Quidditch merchandise. Hermione sighed, shook her head, then followed the Weasley into the store.

Harry and Ron stood side by side in front of a building.

"Oy!" Seamus called as he and Dean arrived, a few seconds later. "What are we doing here?" Harry gestured to the store in front of them.

"Oh." Dean said lamely. All four boys looked at each other, then headed into Madame Puddifoot's Tea Shop.

A/N: Yay! Another chapter completed. I'd been cooking up this idea for a while, but was too lazy to write. No Remus/Tonks in this one, but there'll be some in the next chapter. Hope you enjoyed! R&R.

KW