The two adults were seemingly surprised and they stood staring at Harry awkwardly for a moment, and Harry swallowed, his face turning an even brighter shade of red, "Er, Mrs. Weasley? Ginny won't get up and I've been trying to get her up for awhile, and, uh, since we're all going out today, I thought she should, er, get up soon. I thought you could help me. But er, if this isn't a good time..." He trailed off, pointing his thumb to the door over his shoulder.
Mrs. Weasley went over to the stove and started stirring a pot that was already being stirred magically. "Oh, no, dear."
Mr. Weasley went and sat down at the table picking up the Daily Prophet that was lying on it. "What I used to do was blast some Ezra Glastone," Seeing the look of confusion on Harry's face he said, "old time singer. Quite popular when we went to Hogwarts. She hates it, it usually makes her come out and yell at me, but it gets her up. So if you're desperate, just say the word." He said, pointing at his wand.
Harry smiled, the awkwardness in the room was slowly ebbing away, "Sure, I've dealt with that side of her before."
Mr. Weasley raised his eyebrows and chuckled, looking over the top of the paper, "I'm sure you have." He said before raising his wand, and casting a spell. They suddenly heard a loud guitar playing and then a woman singing. "That should do it, m'boy."
Harry smiled and thanked him. He walked out of the room and began his ascent up to Ginny's room. The music was slowly growing louder, and he could now hear the lyrics of the song.
Why do you do this to me?
You're slowly putting me in a reverie But why do you do this to me?
You're making me achy,
And you're beauty,
It's a spell you've cast on me It's so sexy
Harry smiled amusedly at the last line that was held out for a few beats. As Harry ascended the last stair case towards Ginny's room there was another verse that would certainly get stuck in his head.
Oh so funky
Oh so groovy
Oh so crazy
As Harry turned the corner he saw, George, Ron, Charlie, Percy, and Bill dancing and singing, quite pitchy however, along with the song. Bill and Charlie were singing it an octave higher, while Ron, George and Percy sang it opera style. "Oh so funky, oh so groovy, oh so crazy. I love you, and you love me. So why do you do this to me? It's so dreamy, and this night, I hope we'll be crazy, groovy and funky," This note was held out, and through Harry's laughter, Ezra, and the Weasley brothers ended the song with a simple word in a whisper, "Together."
The guitar being strummed slowly died out, and Harry was laughing hysterically with the other boys. That too slowly died away as Ginny opened her door, not looking very happy at all. Her hair was tousled and she was wearing very short pajama shorts and a suggestive tight shirt that almost covered her bottoms. Harry wished at the sight of her that they could get groovy together at that moment, but refrained from this due to the other boys in the vicinity.
In a voice dripping with sarcasm, Ginny said, "Oh, how I missed that." She put her hand on her hip and looked at her brothers and boyfriend, in the same tired voice she asked, "Who told Dad to do that?" They all pointed and said Harry's name in unison. Her brothers excused themselves, smirking at Harry as they passed, having experienced the woken-up-by-Ezra-Glastone-Ginny.
Harry smiled at his girlfriend and yet another sarcastic expression formed onto her face. "Thanks," She walked over to him and ruffled his hair. "Love you too, Harry." She moved to the bathroom right across the hall.
He loved when Ginny was annoyed so he followed her and began to hum the song that had just woken her up. She stopped dead in her tracks and she turned around slowly. He continued walking towards her and humming. He put his hands on her hips and leaned his head towards hers. With a hint of a smile on his face, which was about an inch from Ginny's, he began to sing, just as pitchy as her brothers had, "I love you, and you love me. So why do you do this to me?" He held out the note and made it an octave higher than before.
Though she hated the song, it was incredibly cute of Harry to sing to her, so she laughed and put her hands on his chest. Harry grinned and bent down and kissed her. The outfit she was wearing left barely anything to the imagination so he pulled her closer towards him. He began to kiss her jaw and then down her neck. She leaned her head back to give him better access to the spot right below her ear.
"Harry?" she moaned.
"Mmm?" Harry said in response, never stopping his activities, though his hands were beginning to roam below her shirt.
"I have to pee," she said, not maintaining a straight face.
Harry stopped this time and lifted his head to stare into the face of his girlfriend who was smiling up at him. He grinned back. He lifted one hand up off her hips and placed it on her head, moving it around, messing up her hair even more, "Thanks. Love you too, Ginny." He placed the hand back on her waist.
She continued to laugh and backed toward the bathroom, pulling him with her. "Copy cat," she said smiling.
He kissed her on the cheek and said, letting go of her, "Fine, you go pee. I'll be downstairs." Harry turned towards the stairs and took a step down.
"Harry?" Ginny said after him.
His head appeared from around the corner. "Yes?" He asked seductively.
She laughed. "We can get funky later, okay?"
Harry lifted his eyebrows up and down, "Yes, ma'am." He said before disappearing down the stairs.
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Well, there you have it, yet another short chapter, but I hope you enjoyed!
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(And I bet you didn't notice that I made up those brilliantly awesome lyrics. lol. I know. I'm amazing)
Love ya,
Mads