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GINNY POV! Yay! My First post in another POV! I really liked writing as Ginny. I just find her less analytic and spunkier than Hermione. Also, there's less to worry about with, "romance" because she wouldn't really care about that as much as Hermione.

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Chapter 4: Ginny POV

"Hermione has been acting awfully weird lately. Wouldn't you agree Harry?" I asked as I stared into the electric green eyes of the boy I loved. We had just three days ago won a roarin' game of Exploding Snap. Since then, we had just been lounging around. "I s'pose so Gin. 'M Not really analyzing her actions though…" Harry said nonchalantly, breaking eye contact. I knew this boy better than he wished. "Spill Harry before I hex your bollocks off." I said, standing up and grabbing my wand. "C'mon Gin, you wouldn't hex me right after we got back together." He said as he walked over and planted a wet, sloppy kiss on my mouth. He was stalling. "You bet your galleons I would Mr. Potter." I said, trying to keep a straight face. At my look, he said, "Alright then. Well if you haven't already noticed, Ron and Hermione are kind of awkward right now… They snogged in the Chamber of Secrets during the final battle when they were getting a Basilisk fang to kill Nagini. I think they've already worked things out though; based on how they were holding hands around the house lately." Harry stated.

"What? HERMIONE let someone – no, let RON – kiss her without being married first? What blasphemy!" I said with an exaggerated shrillness in my voice as I leaned into Harry's chest. "I s'pose so Gin. You don't have to deafen me with your conclusion though." Harry said with a grimace as he held his ears dramatically. "Oh c'mon Harry you know you like my voice!" I whispered with a sly grin, moving with him towards my bed. I was being such a tease. That's all he deserved after leaving me so long! Bloody noble bastard he was.

"Yes Ginny, it's bloody fantastic." Harry said sarcastically. "You'll be the death of me I swear! I'll be committed to St Mungo's on account of you." He finished with a smile. I pushed Harry into a sitting position on my bed, and plopped myself down on his lap; straddling him. "So much for simply teasing." I thought. He leaned in first and stole a quick peck. I then deepened the kiss, and within seconds we were laying down, full-out snogging! I loved how with Harry we didn't always need words or romance to get our message across. I would hate to have it like Hermione, Ron being such a hopeless-romantic git. I guess she just liked it that way. Harry and I's playful banter always suited me just fine.

When we came up for air – about 30 minutes later – Harry was just laying there with a smug smile on his handsome face. His black hair was tangled and strewn around my pillow, and I'm sure I didn't look much better. He looked so damn sexy like that, with his obvious just-snogged look. Harry looked so dazed that I wondered if I had the same dreamy look in my eyes.

"Harry, get on up. I want to go do something. As much fun as snogging you is, I'll be utterly devastated if I don't accomplish more today than putting a dazed look on my boyfriend's face." I said with a smile, jumping up off of my bed. "What is it now Ginny?" Harry said with a faux whine, in reality this boy would follow me anywhere. "Why can't we just sit around and snog the whole day? What's the issue in that?" Harry asked, with feign curiosity. "I have need for adventure! I was the one left behind when you three went horcrux-hunting last year. I'm sorry if you've got no more daring left in you, but I do." I said, rolling my eyes.

"He could be so dense sometimes…bloody hell" I thought. "I'm beginning to sound like Hermione!" As much as I liked Hermione, her snippy little prissiness irritated me. Well, that and the fact that Ron followed her around like a lost puppy. "Hermione is a great friend, but not someone I aspire to imitate. The only people I ever aspire to imitate are-" I stopped that thought in its tracks. No need to burst into tears again. I hated showing weakness, especially in front of Harry. He didn't ever have the chance to mourn anyone because we were at war. He also had the extra guilt of feeling like everything was his fault. My poor, poor, Harry.

I paced around the room, thinking of what to do. A thought had hit me! Harry and I could have a broom race! "Yes! That's it!" I exclaimed as I stopped in my tracks. "What is it now Gin?" Harry inquired cautiously. "What have you come up with now?" He finished sarcastically. He really shouldn't hold so much sarcasm. I wasn't the one constantly going on dangerous missions and appearing on hit-lists. "We'll race our brooms! And that way, at least we don't have to deal with Ron and Hermione cuddling on the couch. That bloody git has no respect for those around him, like his own sister! Hermione and I are friends, Ron's my brother, and is like one to you. I don't go snogging you in public! How bloody awful can they be?" I ranted. "Wait, they were snogging? In front of everyone?" Harry asked incredulously. "Well, not exactly everyone. They thought they were alone because mum and dad are out, Bill, Charlie and Percy were upstairs, George in his room, and you and I were in my room. Remember when I said I was using the ladies room, I just snuck down to see what they were doing on the way to the bathroom; and low and behold!" I announced, proud of my snooping.

We stepped outside, into the cool spring air. I unlocked the broom shed with a flick of my wand, and summoned the brooms to us. Harry and I both mounted them and took off! We zoomed in and out of trees in the garden, and all over the property of the burrow. It turned into less of a race and more of an adventure. Harry and I were at our happiest when either together, or flying. Combining the two was complete euphoria. We were careful not to go too far away and bump into muggle Ottery St Mary. We did however, decide to stop by Luna's house and invite her over. After all, she was as big a part of this war as any of us. We were just trying our best to keep our minds off of everything. A great way to do this was having company. Plus, we hadn't really seen Luna since the final battle, and were sure that she wanted company too.

I knocked boldly on Luna's front door. I was surprised that her house was still standing, what with all of the death-eaters that had been after us all. She opened the door and a surprised grin stretched across her face. "Come in, come in. Neville and I were just about to start a pot of tea. I would love it if you were to join us." Luna said in her wispy voice. Neville stood up at mention of his name, and was now standing; awkwardly holding an empty tea-cup with a look of chagrin on his face. I could tell that we were imposing, at least in Neville's mind. Harry obviously hadn't picked up on that as he walked over and pat Neville on the back, greeting him.

I whispered into Luna's ear, "If we are imposing at all-" Luna cut me off, "No! Of course not silly! Neville and I couldn't possibly have finished all the tea on our own. I'm glad you stopped by." Luna said pleasantly as she led us to the table. Luna had noticed Harry and I holding hands, and once we sat down she asked, "So, are you two together finally? What about Ron and Hermione?" Luna asked, unashamed. "Yes, I suppose we are." Harry said quietly. "Ron and Hermione are busy snogging at home." I said with a laugh. Harry winced at my forwardness. "Oh well!" I thought, there went nothing.

"Really?" Luna asked rhetorically. "That's nice." "Well, I'm glad they've finally realized it. I was such a bloody fool for not realizing that I loved Luna sooner. I'm just glad that we can finally be together." Neville said as he leaned in and kissed her on the lips lightly. I moved to say something, but Harry kicked me under the table before I could. I was miffed at being shut up, but understood Harry's urgency. I was so happy for Neville and Luna! I decided to voice my thoughts. "I'm so happy for you two! It's bloody crazy how us six witches and wizards who all met at Hogwarts are now three couples! Talk about circumstance!" I said with a laugh. "I know! I can hardly believe my luck with this one." Neville said with a sly smile as Luna leaned into him.

After we had finished our tea (which according to Harry had greatly improved since his last visit), Harry finally spoke up. "Hey, do you two wanna come back with us? If you don't have any extra brooms, we might as well apparate." He finished. Luna spoke up, "You don't have a license do you Harry?" she asked rhetorically. We all knew the answer, so he simply grinned. "Let's do it then. I don't think Xeno likes to keep any brooms around. Something about the Nargles getting at them right Luna?" Neville asked, kissing her forehead as she nodded. "Where is he anyway Luna, your father?" I asked. "Oh, he's just in his office upstairs editing the Quibbler as usual." She said with a smile.

Neville and Luna followed Harry and I out the front door and into the yard where we'd discarded our brooms. Neville, Luna, myself and Harry stood in a line; Neville and Luna holding hands with Luna's hand on my back. My left hand was wrapped around my broom and my right in Harry's hand. Harry's stance was the opposite. We then apparated, and were in the garden of my home in a second.

"Wanna go and bother Ron and Hermione?" I asked with a devilish grin. "Sure, why not?" said Neville with a smile. I hadn't really been close friends with Neville during most of my time at Hogwarts, but when we had all banded together to form Dumbledore's Army, all Gryffindors became closer. We walked into the drawing room and looked around. "They must've gone upstairs." I said.

Neville, Luna, Harry and I were creeping up the stairs and into corridors in search of Ron and Hermione. Rather than wasting time, we almost immediately went to Ron's room. I wanted to barge right in, but Harry and Luna insisted that we knock. I obliged. "Ron! Hermione! You have to the count of three until I unlock this door!" I said in a loud, screeching voice. Harry gave me a disapproving look, but I was content. There was no answer to my screaming. "Open up Ronnie-kins! Mum will be pleased to hear that you had your door locked with Hermione in there if you don't open up!"

I heard Ron laugh and say, "Hermione's not in here you bloody prat! And since when do I have to open my door for my little sissy?" "That's it!" I shouted. I unlocked the door and barged in. I was surprised to find Ron in a completely uncompromising position, and Hermione, as promised, not in the room. Ron, who was sitting cross-legged on his bed flipping through stacks of chocolate frog cards; looked up at the scene before him in disbelief. "Really Harry? Neville? Luna? You all agreed to form a welcoming committee to catch me in the act with Hermione? I expect this from Ginny but not you mates. C'mon." There was an awkward silence. "She's not even here ya know. Hermione, mum, dad and Percy went to Diagon Alley to pick up some new books that just came in." Ron finished; annoyed. My brother's room was also cleaner than it had ever been before. Hermione must've helped him organize everything before she'd left. I flushed scarlet and turned on Harry, and Neville (who looked ashamed) and Luna who looked smug. "Well, that was embarrassing" I thought.

Just then, as we were all walking downstairs with our heads bowed; Mum then Dad then Hermione and finally Percy appeared in the hearth with a large parcel of books each. "What's with the long faces children?" dad asked, curious. Ron decided to make a bigger show of things and speak up. "These four all devised a plot to catch me and Hermione in something. I had my door locked lookin' at my Chocolate Frog cards while these four barge in accusing me of keepin' Hermione in there while the door's locked. I very well know your rules mum. I was just hurt that even Harry and Neville would think me capable of such blasphemy." Ron said, trying to keep a smirk off of his face.

He exchanged a quick glance with Hermione, who had a twinkle in her eye; enjoying their private joke. I was seething with rage when I realized what had happened. That bloody git had set me up! He knew very well how I would react once I caught drift of them being a couple. George immerged from the living room and had heard everything. For the first time in nearly five whole days, he spoke; though it was half-hearted, "Good job Gin, Fred would've been proud of ya, tryin' ta screw with Ickle Ronnie-kins and all. Too bad he could'nt have seen ya Gin. You would've made 'im so proud. Keep it up with the pranks alright lil sis?" He said, finishing with a smile. Everyone had winced at the mention of Fred; who's death was an opened wound with salt being poured on. I walked over to George and embraced my favorite brother, as he hugged me back.

After a few minutes like that, Charlie, Bill, Ron, mum and dad had joined in our hug. Only Percy, Fleur, Harry, Hermione, Neville and Luna had held back. "C'mon over here Percy, hug your brothers. You too Harry, Hermione, Neville, Luna, Fleur. You're all family." Mum said with a smile on her lips and a tear in her eye. Once everyone had joined the group hug, it only lasted about a minute until George started up again. "C'mon ya bloody sentimental lumps. Ya better let me breath unless you want me to join Fred. Then what would ya do? You folks can barely survive with half of us, but you'd be goners with none of us!" he said with a chuckle. I supposed this was just his way of coping, but his passé mentions of our deceased brother took a toll on us all. We all patted George's back as he shoved his way out of the crowd of bodies. He plopped himself down in his usual seat at the table, and ordered the teapot to serve him. We all followed suit and were soon crowding around the platters of food that had appeared.

"So, Ronnie. I heard that you were getting' yer self into trouble with 'Ermione. Good job mate." George said as he turned and pat Ron on the back. Ron nearly choked on his treacle tart (that mum said we were supposed to save for after dinner) as his ears turned red. "N.. n... no." He stuttered. "I didn't get into any trouble. It was all little Ginny being nosy and making things up. She practically broke me blasted door down to see what? Me flippin' through Chocolate Frog cards? Great find Gin, great find." Ron finished sarcastically, turning his gaze on me. "Well ickle Ronnie-kins, I wasn't the one who was snogging Hermione on the couch this morning was I?" I said, stealing a glance at George who was obviously enjoying the show. Mum looked irritated but not surprised; Dad looked simply content. "Bloody 'ell Ginny. I'd be pretty worried if you were the one who 'as snogging Hermione on the couch this morning. Is there something you have to explain to us? To Harry?" Ron finished with a wide grin. "Now I'm angry." I thought. My retort was cut off by a horrid suckling sound. Harry had been chuckling so hard that he had choked on his biscuit. Before I could even process what had happened; Luna was quickly at work to remove it with a spell. It flew out of his mouth and into Percy's lap. Luna was quick to apologize, but Percy waved it off.

All of this happened so quickly that all I could do was stare. I was just grateful that Luna had a spell ready to fix the situation. After Harry had calmed down, he too apologized to Percy and flushed with embarrassment from the situation. George then set his fork down with a bang and laughed so ferociously it was contagious. I couldn't help but join in, and soon everyone was roaring with hysteria. Hermione completely lost control of herself and fell back into Ron's chest as she collapsed with the giggles. George, enjoying the scene; mimicked the same action onto Percy's chest. Percy was uncharacteristically laughing, and playfully shoved George onto Charlie. Charlie played along and took George's head in his hands and cooed, "It's alright baby Georgey, it's alright." George, playfully disgusted, sat up straight and said, "Hell Charlie, you sound just like mum when you say that. Are you sure it wasn't you who raised us?" Charlie just laughed. We were all so relieved that George was back; or at least as , "back" as he could be for the moment.

After dinner, Luna and Neville went home. Ron and Hermione went up to Ron's room (a fact both Harry and I ignored); and Harry and I went to mine. I collapsed onto my bed in a sigh in exhaustion. "See the price that adventure makes you pay Gin?" Harry said as he moved to lie down next to me. I rolled over to face him, and said, "It's a price I'm willing to pay Harry". I leaned in to kiss him, but he stopped me. He instead rolled on top of me and held my arms back above my head. That boy snogged the hell out of me. It was so sexy being controlled like that. Oh, how I loved my Harry. We collapsed into a heap afterwards; and within minutes Harry was fast asleep. Right there on my bloody bed, not giving a damn. I was sure that Hermione was sleeping over in Ron's room too. "Well" I thought, "No harm no foul right?" and drifted off into peaceful slumber.

This is my longest chapter yet; I know, not very long, but still. I'm very excited to get reviews on this one to see if you liked my, "Ginny" portrayal. I feel that she would be less inhibited than Hermione, but still more than Luna. She cares a lot about what Harry thinks of her, but is otherwise very self-assured. I hope that you liked it!

UPDATE: Hi everyone! I will be updating this story very soon. Just give me about a week more. My schedule has really filled up lately and I'm just trying to get through this patch. Thanks for under standing :D

~HermioneGinnyKatnissPrim

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