Harry was knocked back from the door by the force of the small red headed woman who launched herself into his arms. Harry twirled her around then set her on her feet with just a quick kiss on the lips. Ginny giggled when she realized he wasn't going to kiss her properly in front of her father and brothers.

Striding over to Harry's bed Ginny hopped up into Harry's spot and glared at the male members of her family. "Two things boys; first you are all in big trouble. It is Valentine's Day and you abandoned the women you love to sit around here all day." Ginny glanced back at Harry, "Two is that you need to come with me love. When I got home I discovered that mum and the girls broke Hermione. I calmed her as much as I could, but she's locked herself in the bathroom and is crying." Harry sunk onto the glass wall that marked off his bedroom, "What happened?" Ginny shook her head, "I don't think this is anything Ron needs to hear. You come with me to the burrow and then I'll come back here and fix Ron."

The words fix Ron seemed to sink through the stupor Ron had gone into when he was forced to see his best friend kiss his sister, "What do you mean fix me?" Ginny glared at Ron, "I mean you are obviously freaking out, you pulled everyone out of bed at 3am if they haven't helped you yet maybe it's time for a little sisterly advice."

With that Ginny hopped up and grabbed Harry's hand. She towed him out of his flat with a cheerful "I'll be back." Once the door was shut behind them Ginny pulled Harry into the alcove by the stairs where they could hope for some modicum of privacy. "Happy Valentine's Day love," Ginny wrapped her arms around Harry's neck and pulled his face towards hers. Harry rested his forehead against Ginny's, "Happy Valentine's Day to you too. I've missed you." Ginny smiled at Harry, "I've missed you too, but you know I am still waiting for a proper hello kiss." Harry grinned at Ginny, "I'd be happy to oblige love."

Sometime later, Ginny seemed to have lost the ability to tell time, they broke apart lips swollen and breathing ragged. Ginny was pressed as tightly as she could be against Harry and she could feel the effect their kiss was having on him. As their kisses slowed and their bodies relaxed Harry gently rested his forehead against Ginny's again, and had to ask the question that had been bothering him since she had pulled him into the alcove. "Is there really something wrong with Hermione Ginny?"

Ginny nodded, "Yes she's crying in the bathroom and saying she's going to have to break up with Ron." Harry's eyes widened in shock, "What why?" Ginny shook her head, "I don't know, she wouldn't say. That's why I didn't want Ron going anywhere near her until we've calmed Hermione down. Although now that I finally get to see you I have this burning desire to be incredibly selfish." Harry laughed, "I know what you mean, at the rate we're going we'll spend most of our fist Valentine's together sorting out Ron and Hermione." Ginny pretended to pout, "Yes I seem to remember our plans involving a lot less of my family and a nowhere near this many articles of clothing."

Harry kissed the pout off Ginny's lips, "I promise love as soon as we've sorted these two out we'll spend some quality time in bed together, but don't forget we've also got our dinner and movie this evening." Ginny smiled at again, "I will be ready to go promptly at 6pm, and hopefully we'll have Ron and Hermione squared away by then. And I'll hold you to the quality time in bed thing. We could always get a head start on that." Ginny pressed herself closer to Harry and inhaled his scent. "Much as I would love to Gin, I don't think your dad or your brothers would appreciate a display of that sort while they're in my bed." Ginny laughed, "You're probably right. I'll go sort out my brother and you go sort out your sister and I'll see you after." Harry nodded sneaking one last kiss before he reluctantly pulled away. Harry vanished with a pop and Ginny headed back to Harry's flat to deal with her brother.

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Harry approached the burrow with caution and entered through the kitchen door where he came face to face with several very unhappy women. Mrs. Weasley, Fleur with baby Vic, Audrey, and Angelina were all glaring at Harry. "Hello Harry dear, I suppose you've come to sort out Hermione?" Harry smiled at Mrs. Weasley, "Yeah Gin says she's locked herself in the bathroom. Can any of you explain to me what happened?"

After what felt like an eternity in the kitchen Harry finally managed to extract himself from the women's clutches feeling more confused than he had when he'd arrived at the burrow. Harry shook his head and wondered why women didn't come with a manual. He chuckled when he realized that were Hermione not in a fragile state she would be the one he'd ask to explain the situation. Harry stopped outside the bathroom door and heard Hermione crying within. He knocked on the door, "Hermione it's Harry do you want to talk about it?"

Harry got no reply at first and was about to knock again when Hermione's watery eyes appeared in the doorway. She quickly pulled him into the bathroom and locked the door behind them. Harry sat on the edge of the bathtub and gave Hermione a confused look, "What gives Hermione? You aren't exactly a cry in the bathroom kind of girl. Did Ron do something?" Hermione glared at Harry from her spot by the sink, "Why do you assume Ron is the reason I'm in here?"

Harry rolled his eyes at his sister, "maybe because in the almost ten years I've known you I've seen you hide in a bathroom and cry twice. Both times were because of Ron." Hermione glared at Harry and began pacing the bathroom. "It's not that simple Harry. I'm confused." Harry's mouth fell open in shock, "You Hermione Granger are confused?"

"Yes Harry confused, I'm positive you are very familiar with that particular emotion."

"There is no need to get snarky Hermione. What are you confused about?"

"Do you think Ron's attracted to me?"

"Of course Ron's attracted to you, why on Earth would you think he wasn't?"

"I don't know I was talking with the other girls this morning and I guess it's hard to get around the idea that I'm still the beaver toothed little girl with bushy hair. I've never been vain; looks aren't at the top of my priorities, but after talking to the girls this morning I wonder if Ron finds me attractive."

"Hermione for someone so smart you are being very dense right now. Ron loves you, he loves everything about you. He has thought you were the prettiest girl he knew ever since he realized you were a girl fourth year."

"It's not just that Harry, It's well…It's just that…I really don't know how to say it."

"Spit it out Hermione."

"Fine, sometimes I wish I could be sexy. "

"Okay first of all Ron thinks it's sexy when you crinkle your face because you're concentrating on something you're reading. Second of all who says you couldn't be the sort of sexy you want to be?"

Hermione stared at Harry in shock, "you're right. I am a smart, strong woman. If I want to prove to myself I can be sexy then I can be sexy. Come with me you're going to help me."

Harry pulled back from Hermione, "How exactly am I supposed to help you be sexy?"

Hermione rolled her eyes, "you're going to help me set the scene at my place, and you're going to bake that chocolate cake Ron likes so much. Because I haven't quite mastered it and you're a good brother. Besides I gave you 'the talk' it's not like we're discussing anything you and I haven't discussed before."

Harry shuddered as he remembered the embarrassing conversation he and Hermione had shortly after the first Weasley family camping trip. Hermione had felt the need to give Harry the sex talk. She had given him and book and forced him to talk to her. It's hadn't been a pleasant conversation for either of them. "Okay Hermione I'll help. Lead the way."