" Explain why I let you talk me into this?" I snapped at Harry as I watched Hermione and Ron walk up the steps to the house.
" Because you are my friend and I took you in when you had no where else to go. And without me you would still be living with your parents," Harry said pulling the curtain back.
" Name another," I snapped defeated. I really didn't want to see them. " Oh, god they're here, how do I look?" I asked smoothing my dress down.
" Another button," Harry said. I went to unbutton another one when Harry stopped me. " How about closed?" Harry said embarrassed buttoning two of my buttons.
" I didn't know," I said honestly walking over to the door. I took a deep breath and opened the door just as the doorbell rang. " Hey guys!" I called gaily. Ron and Hermione smiled. I guess two months was enough to make sure we all didn't kill each other every time we saw each other. Ron still looked angry but didn't say anything.
" Oh, Ginny you look so pretty. Right Ron?" Hermione asked. Ron nodded and hugged me. I noticed he squeezed me extra tightly and I let out a squeak of pain. He pulled away and shook Harry's hand.
" I see you got all your clothes clean?" Harry joked. I stamped on his foot and he cried out in pain and clutched it. Hermione and Ron walked into the living room and Harry I stayed back. As soon as they rounded the corner I slapped Harry's arm.
" What is the matter with you?" I snapped taking the wine and walking into the kitchen.
" I'm sorry. Please don't stamp on my feet when you're wearing heels. I am pretty sure your heel splintered a bone," Harry snapped.
" Oh, you big baby. You can fight Voldemort but cant handle a heel to the foot?" I snapped. I pulled out four glasses of wine and uncorked the top. I poured a glass full and downed it. I then refilled all four.
" Well, Voldemort's spells weren't packing a hundred and twenty pounds," Harry said.
" What?" I snarled.
" Nothing," Harry said quickly grabbing two glasses and walking out into the living room.
I walked over to him and sat down. I handed Hermione a glass and we began to chat. I heard the time go off and I got up to get the stuffed shells.
" Harry can you help me?" I asked sweetly. Harry hesitated and placed his glass down on the table.
" Sure," he said slowly getting up.
" Some time this year," I said walking into the kitchen. Harry rolled his eyes and made his way into the kitchen. He grabbed four plates and shoveled the shells onto a platter.
" Oh, and by the way, I do not way a hundred and twenty pounds. I weigh a respectable hundred and five." I said jerkily getting the bread cut.
" I'm sorry," Harry said sarcastically.
" Nice attitude, dick," I snarled.
" Oh, very good let us turn on each other," Harry said stopping and turning to me. " I am sorry I called you fat and I'm sure you are sorry you stamped on my foot," Harry said. I looked over at him.
" Fine, I'm sorry I stamped on your foot. Help me with the gravy," I said gesturing to the steaming pot.
" Ok, do you want me to put it in the cup?" Harry asked looking over at the cupboard.
" Yes, that would be nice," I said arranging the bread.
A minute later we each walked out carrying plates filled with food.
" Dinner!" I called and Ron and Hermione looked up and smiled. I made my way into the dining room and set the plates down on their settings.
" Ginny I love this dish, you cook this better than mum," Ron said piling the food on his plate.
" Thank you." I sat down and placed food onto my plate and looked over at Harry.
" We're really glad you called us, we were actually going to call you. We have a surprise for you," Hermione said smiling over at Ron.
" Is it pie?" I asked masking my sarcasm in my glass. Harry however snorted and put the napkin over his mouth.
" No," Hermione said slowly. " We're going to be married." Hermione thrust out her hand and I glanced at a decent sized diamond. Oh I am so frigging jealous.
I dropped my glass and wine spilled all over the table. I quickly cleaned it up and looked over at them. They were smiling.
" Married?" I asked breathlessly. " When did this happen?"
" Last night, Harry helped me pick out the ring and I proposed. We wanted you to be the first to know, because we want to ask you something else," Ron said looking over at Hermione. I wasn't listening I was glaring at Harry who was looking at Ron and Hermione. How could he not tell me? This was my brother! What the f-
" Ginny? Would you be my maid of honor?" Hermione asked. I turned back to her and gaped.
" Me?" I asked once again I was speechless.
" Of course, you're my best friend. I know we drifted apart a little but I still love you like you're my sister," Hermione said. I felt myself tear up and stood up.
" Of course I'll be your maid of honor!" I cried. She got up and hugged me. We jumped around a bit and cried some more.
Harry and Ron watched us leap around.
" I swear I saw birds do this in the park," Harry said as Ron laughed. I reached out from behind Hermione and shoved Harry's head. He stopped laughing and bent my finger. I kicked his shin and he cried out in pain. I moved Hermione so she was in his path.
" When are you planning to have the wedding?" I asked still smiling.
" June 11th, I really want a summer wedding," Hermione explained.
" Well that's four months away, how are you going to plan everything on such short notice?" I asked.
" Well I thought your mother could help-" Hermione began.
" No!" me and Ron yelled at the same time.
" What? Why?" Hermione asked turning to Ron.
" Tell her Ginny," Ron said to me.
" My mother helped Fleur, she took over. You remember, it was ridiculous. Fleur had to run everything through mum. You cant do that to yourself," I said firmly.
" Alright," Hermione said nodding. " Then I need your help," Hermione said and Harry snorted. Once again I stopped smiling at glared at him.
" I'll help," I said smiling.
Twenty minutes later me and Hermione were sitting in the living room talking while Harry and Ron were in the kitchen talking.
" What's the matter with you and Harry?" Hermione asked taking a sip of coffee.
" Oh, we had a fight. Nothing big," I said airily.
" What about?" Hermione asked.
" I went out on a date and he flipped out. He said that I shouldn't just sleep around, I told him he wasn't my mother, and he had no control over me. Then he threw tomato sauce onto the dress I was going to wear, by 'mistake' so I kicked him in the crotch. Really, he take his 'big brother' act seriously," I said.
" I don't think that's why he didn't want you to go?" Hermione said slyly.
" What?" I said quickly.
" Nothing," Hermione said getting up. She placed her cup on the table and walked into the bathroom. " Ginny! You do have my shoes!" Hermione snarled. I had hid them under the sink.
" What are you doing looking through my things?" I snapped back.
" I was looking for a tampon," Hermione said.
" Hermione!" Ron cried in disgust and I could hear him put down his fork.
" You took my shoes," Hermione said putting them on.
Ron and Harry walked out behind me.
" Harry took them by mistake," I said treading on his foot. He gave me a dirty look and nodded.
" Yeah sorry," Harry said with clenched teeth.
" Well why didn't you tell me you had them?" Hermione asked suspiciously.
" I didn't know what you were talking about," Harry said. " Shoes are shoes."
" Oh, well then I'm sorry Ginny," Hermione said hugging me. " Why were they under the sink?" Hermione asked frowning again.
" Yeah Harry?" I said smirking.
Harry looked like he was going to walk over and punch me.
" I was hiding them," Harry said. Ron smirked and Hermione shook her head.
" That's low," Hermione said.
" Yeah, well that's me," Harry said. He pinched my arm and I twisted out of his reach. He still smiled at me, I looked at him and then looked down.
Hermione and Ron left after another ten minutes and me and Harry were left alone. I quickly began to clean up.
" You know, if you keep placing blame on me, I could just tell Hermione that you were the one who borrowed her sweater and stained it," Harry called from the kitchen. I stopped and looked up.
" You wouldn't dare!" I called back.
" Oh I would," Harry said. I could feel his smile.
" Harry!" I warned walking into the kitchen.
I felt the cold water hit me and I screamed. Harry had the hose from the sink and he was currently splashing it all over me.
" What is the matter with you!" I screamed as goosebumps popped up onto my arms.
" Sorry, it was a mistake," Harry said smiling. I picked up the gravy and poured it over his head.
" Oops," I said smiling.
Harry backed away and laughed. Soon we were both trying to catch our breath.
A/N Please review.