Day Two

The next morning Harry woke up to the smell of pancakes and bacon. One of the best things about the Burrow was the food. The night before when he had came inside Mrs. Weasley had made a fuss over how skinny he was, as she always did, and forced him to eat three helpings of dinner before bed.

He sat up and looked over at Ron's bed but he wasn't there. He stood up and stretched. As he did he caught sight of Ron out of the window. He was out in the garden snogging Hermione. Wanting to give them their privacy he quickly closed the curtain. He had just turned around to get dressed when, to his horror, realized that Ginny was running into the room. He jumped for his pants and pulled them on. Both of them were as red as radishes.

They both just stood there too embarrassed to say anything. Harry cleared his throat.

"So, what's up?" he said looking at the ground.

Once Harry spoke Ginny realized that she was staring at his bare chest. She shook her head remembering why she had run up here. "I just wanted to bring you this" she said as she reached her hand into her pocket and pulled out a napkin and handed it to Harry. "Its bacon" she said as Harry opened the napkin. "Mum and Fleur are fighting over wedding stuff again. I figured that you would rather not go down there just now. So I brought you some food".

Ginny was so sweet and always thought of others. This was one of the reasons why Harry loved her so much. Harry sat down on his bed, leaned back and began to eat the bacon. Ginny moved over to Ron's bed and sat down as well. She looked over at Harry and wished he would put on a shirt. It was torture to see him there with all his skin exposed, shirtless. She couldn't suppress the thought of jumping on top of him and kissing every inch of his body. She watched as a tiny piece of bacon fell onto his chest. "Why didn't he move it?" she thought. The bacon taunted her as she desperately wanted to brush it off just so she could feel his soft skin.

Ginny shook her head and realized how long it had been since anyone had spoken. She got up and said "Well, (sigh) I guess I'll see you later". She crossed the room and left. Fleur would be waiting for Ginny to try on her bridesmaid dress.

Harry felt bad for not saying anything, but what was he suppose to say, "I love you, I've made a huge mistake, I want you back?" He couldn't say those things as much as he wanted to. He reminded himself once more that it was for the best. After about thirty minutes had past Harry decided that the fight must be over by now. He got up, threw on a shirt and went down stairs.

Once down stairs he heard Mrs. Weasley saying "That's fine, just be back by dinner". When he walked into the kitchen and saw that she was talking to Ron and Hermione. Harry walked over to the table and sat down. "Great" he said "where are we going?" Ron and Hermione looked at each other uncomfortably. Ron spoke "Well mate, it was only going to be me and Hermione, but if you want to come too, that's fine." Harry got the hint and told them he had too much to do today and that they should go ahead without him.

He had just bid Ron and Hermione goodbye, still not certain were they were going or what they were doing, and had just gone to sit down when Ginny walked in the room. "So what do you think?" she said.

All Harry could get out was a loud audible "gasp". Ginny looked breathtaking in her dress.

"I'll take that as a good reaction" she laughed "Mum just finished putting the final alterations on it" She turned to leave the room. She stopped at the stairs and said," Just give me a sec to change and then we can go play some quidditch".

They spent the entire afternoon playing. This was good because it didn't require much talking. Although, he did love the way Ginny's hair blew in the wind as she rode her broom. And Ginny couldn't help but notice the way Harry's muscles flexed with every turn of his broom. It was getting late and they figured that dinner would be ready soon so they headed in.

When they got inside Mrs. Weasley fussed over them all and insisted that they all eat quickly and go straight to bed. "We will all need lots of sleep" she said "It's not every day that we have a wedding here".

Up in Ron's room after dinner Harry asked Ron what he and Hermione had been up to.

Ron just simply turned a bright shade of red, with his ears even redder. He looked down at his feet and said "Well, um, we just wanted some privacy and so we..." Harry interrupted him and said "You know, I don't want to know". Ron and Hermione were his best friends and even though he knew they were together, which he was just fine with, he just didn't want to hear about them snogging all day.

Ron looked at Harry and asked' "Well what about you and Ginny?"

"We just played quidditch all day." said Harry.

Ron rolled his eyes and rolled over to go to sleep. "What did Ron expect to happen?" thought Harry. Nothing could happen and Ron knew that. But as Harry drifted off to sleep he couldn't help but think of what could have happened, could they have spent the who day snogging like Ron and Hermione? Thoughts of this filled his mind as he fell deep into sleep.