Author's note: i know, it's been a long time since i updated. Been battling writer's block. Anyways here's chapter 4. hope all my interested readers come back and take a look, cause this chapter is when the fun begins. Read, Review, & Enjoy!!

The sun shined in through the window of the cottage, hitting Draco directly in the eyes. "Bloody hell," he muttered quietly, "Who put the window there?"

Draco sat up and got out of bed, walked over to the window, shut the curtains, and walked back to bed. "Morning," Ginny said, waking up as Draco laid back down beside her.

"Sleep well?" Draco asked.

Ginny nodded, then her eyes flew open wide. "Oh, shit," she said, jumping out of bed.

"What is it?" Draco asked.

"I was supposed to wake up earlier and go into the house," Ginny said, "So mum and dad don't find out I've been sleeping with you at night." Ginny threw on her clothes and sprinted out the door.

Ron was in the kitchen, pouring a cup of coffee when Alice walked downstairs and into the kitchen. "Morning," Alice said, kissing Ron as she walked past him.

They were both startled when Ginny burst through the back door. "Mum and dad aren't awake, are they?" she asked.

"They were," Ron said, "Mum went into town with Bill and Fleur to make sure everything is ready for the wedding. Dad got called into work."

Ginny gave out a sigh of relief and turned to walk back out. "I'm going back to the cottage then," she said.

Ron chuckled and leaned against the counter, drinking his coffee while Alice poured herself a glass of milk. "How'd you sleep after the dream?" Ron asked.

"I slept alright," Alice replied, "Except it kept getting really hot."

"That was my fault," Ron said, "I'm still learning how to use my fire ability and control it."

"It didn't bother me much," Alice said, "Is anyone else in the house awake?"

"Probably not," Ron replied, "Fred and George left for town, something about a shop. Percy's at work with dad. Charlie's still asleep. Harry likes to sleep in. Hermione and Jason are no doubt getting it on."

Harry and Cho were laying in bed, out of breath and covered in sweat. "It's been too long," Cho said.

"I agree," Harry replied, "Thank Merlin you came."

"I've missed you, Harry," Cho said snuggling up to Harry.

"I missed you, too," Harry said, "But I thought you wouldn't be here for another week or two."

"I came early for your birthday," Cho said.

"I almost forgot," Harry said.

"Harry is everything okay?" Cho asked.

"It's just the letter I got from my uncle," Harry answered, "He just seemed so cold when he told me not to come home."

"Well, you always told me your uncle was a very cold person," Cho said.

"He is," Harry said, "But something else about the letter bothers me. The last line. We tried to care. I just don't understand what he meant."

"Harry, you're reading too much into it," Cho said, "He just doesn't want you home and I say to hell with him. You have me and you have your friends. You have everything going for you. Don't let them bring you down."

Harry smiled and held onto Cho. "I love you," he said.

"I love you, too" Cho replied.

Hermione wearily opened her eyes. She scanned around her room, her eyes adjusting to the light. As she looked around the room, she saw a familiar acoustic guitar. Hermione grinned and closed her eyes.

"Please don't let it be a dream," she said to herself.

"If it is a dream," a voice next to her said, "Better kiss me before you wake up."

Hermione quickly turned over and pressed her lips against Jason's. "Good morning to you, too," Jason said, his words half-muffled by their kiss.

"Waking up next to you is the one thing I've been waiting for all summer," Hermione said.

"Did you notice what I did to the guitar?" Jason asked.

Hermione shook her head and looked over at the guitar once more and studied it. It had been re-painted Crimson and Gold and had a lion on it. Along the neck of the guitar was the word "Harmony" in bright white letters.

"It's gorgeous," Hermione said. Hermione glanced over at the clock beside her bed. "I should probably get up," Hermione said, "I've got so much to do today."

"Babe, do you have to?" Jason asked, "It's our first morning together in three months. Let's enjoy it."

"I'm sorry, Jason," Hermione said, climbing out of bed, "But there's a lot I have to get done. I need to catch Alice, Cho, and Draco up to speed on the wedding, not to mention you."

"You can do that later," Jason said.

"If I don't do it now," Hermione said, "I'll end up not doing it at all."

"Okay," Jason said, "I know what'll convince you."

Jason stretched out his hand and telekinetically began strumming his guitar. Hermione watched as Jason smiled and began to sing:

You don't have to go now, honey
Call and tell 'em you won't be in today
Baby, there ain't nothing at the office
So important it can't wait

I'm thankful for the evening
But one night in Heaven just ain't gonna do
Yes, it's gonna take forever, darling
Girl, I just got started loving you

What's the point in fighting what we're feeling
We both know we'll never win
Ain't this what we're missing
Let's just stop all this resisting and give in

Let me wrap my arms around you
You know you don't wanna leave this room
Come back and let me hold you, darling
Girl, I just got started loving you

What can I say
I've never felt this way
And girl, you're like a dream come true
After all the love we've made
It sure would be a shame
If we let this moment end so soon

So won't you lay back down beside me
Girl, just like I know you wanted to
Trust me when I tell you, darling
Girl, I just got started loving you

Jason sat up in bed and levitated the guitar to him, not taking his eyes off Hermione or interrupting his playing. Hermione leaned against her dresser as she watched Jason continue playing.

What can I say
I've never felt this way
And girl, you're like a dream come true
After all the love we've made
It sure would be a shame
If we let this moment end so soon

I'm thankful for the evening
But one night in Heaven just ain't gonna do
Yes, it's gonna take forever, darling
Girl, I just got started loving you

Come back and let me hold you, darling
Girl, I just got started loving you

Jason's playing soon trailed off as he finished off the last note. Hermione looked at Jason and smiled. "Alright," she said, "You convinced me."

Hermione climbed back into bed and held onto Jason tightly. "You always know just how to get me," she said.

"I know," Jason said, "It's so not fair."

"Can I ask you something?" Hermione asked.

"Babe, you can ask me anything, you know that," Jason said.

"Your song, New Disease," Hermione began, "It's about you, isn't it?"

"It's partially about me," Jason replied, "I feel such a connection to the song that I get lost in its words."

"I saw the grey aura around you while you were performing," Hermione said.

Jason looked away from Hermione as his face changed from happy to somber. "Something's happening," he said, "All the signs are pointing to it. I think my emotion-based magic is growing beyond my control. I've been having nightmares about it."

"It'll be alright Jason," Hermione said, "We'll help you. You have me here to help you."

"I just don't want my power to drive you away," Jason said.

"Nothing will ever drive me away," Hermione said, "The ring on my finger and the locket around my neck are proof of that."

"I love you, Hermione," Jason said. "I love you, too, Jason," Hermione said.

Draco and Ginny walked into the kitchen and greeted Ron and Alice. "How was the cottage?" Ron asked.

"It was wonderful," Ginny said.

"Who put up the window facing east?" Draco asked, "The bloody sun nearly blinded me."

"Sorry," Ron said, "I didn't know where else to put a window."

"It's okay," Draco said, "I just have to remember to shut the blinds."

Charlie walked downstairs, yawning and shaking the sleep off. "Morning, everyone," he said half-yawning.

Charlie patted Draco on the shoulder as he walked by him into the kitchen.

"Thank you again for the cottage," Draco said, "I appreciate it."

"Not a problem," Charlie said, "Like we all said, just make sure you treat our only sister right."

Harry and Cho bounded down the steps and into the kitchen, excited grins plastered on their faces.

"Why do you two look so happy?" Charlie asked, then held up a hand, "Nevermind. I'm not so sure I want to know."

"It's not that," Harry said, "Cho just told me some great news."

"Well, don't keep us in suspense," Ron said, "Out with it."

"Where's Hermione and Jason?" Cho asked, "I want to tell everyone at once."

Almost on cue, Hermione and Jason walked into the kitchen. Hermione's hair was slightly untidy. It almost matched Jason's untidiness. Harry turned to see them and his face turned white at what he saw. One of Jason's eyes, rather than being steel blue like always, was pitch black. Harry had seen this before. When Jason almost killed Joseph Dunham and the Battle of Hogwarts when Jason watched Hermione die.

"Everything alright, Harry?" Hermione asked.

Harry looked at Jason and saw the pitch black eye was blue again. "Yeah, everything's fine. Cho had some news she wanted to share," he replied, "Was I hallucinating again?"

"I got a letter from Hogwarts," Cho said, "They've asked me to teach the Herbology class."

"Cho, that's great news," Ginny said.

"I'm supposed to be receiving an itinerary soon, detailing my responsibilities and my class schedule," Cho said.

A few hours had passed and nobody had returned home yet. Everybody sat in the living room, looking for ways to pass the time. Ron was starting to get worried.

"Ron, why are you getting so worried?" Ginny asked.

"It's dad," Ron said, "He looked worried when he left today. I think something might be wrong."

"He was probably upset that he had to go to work on his day off," Charlie said.

Suddenly, they heard a loud popping sound. They all looked behind them and saw Fred and George apparate into the kitchen, wide grins on their faces.

"What are you two smiling about?" Hermione asked.

"Because you sad-looking sods are looking at the owners of Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes," Fred said.

"The newest shop in Diagon Alley specializing in all forms of products to bring out the humor in you," George added.

"You two are running a shop now?" Harry asked, "What crazy sod let you do that?"

"We purchased a shop fair and square and did all the work to get a business liscence," Fred said.

"We go into business officially after the wedding," George said.

"So, Ron," Alice said, "I trust there's a seat in the crowd for me at the wedding."

"No," Ron said, bewildering Alice, "You're supposed to be in the wedding."

Upon hearing Ron's words, Hermione smacked herself on the forehead. "I completely forgot," she said, "I'm supposed to catch you all up to speed on the wedding. Jason here made me forget."

"I didn't hear you complaining," Jason said, a devilish grin on his face. Hermione playfully punched Jason in the shoulder. Jason chuckled and pulled Hermione into a kiss.

"Hey, you two," Ron said, "No public displays in the house."

Jason and Hermione parted and stuck their tongues out at Ron. A few minutes later, they heard Mrs. Weasley's car pull up. Everyone watched as Mrs. Weasley, Bill, and Fleur got out of the car and made their way into the house.

"Oh you should see the cake," Mrs. Weasley said as she walked inside, "It is absolutely spectacular."

Bill and Fleur, hand-in-hand, walked in and greeted everybody. "Hello, Draco," Bill said.

"Afternoon," Draco replied.

Mrs. Weasley spun on her heels and noticed Draco sitting next to Ginny. "Draco, dear," she said, "I didn't even see you there. When did you get in?"

"I…" Draco began, thinking of something to say, "I arrived this morning. The whole house must have been asleep. I spent ages knocking before someone finally answered."

"Well, now that you're here, we must find a place to put you," Mrs. Weasley said.

"Oh, you don't have to bother with that," Draco said, "I'm staying at a hotel nearby."

"Good one," Ron said quietly.

"Thanks," Draco replied.

"Nonsense," Mrs. Weasley said, "I'll not have a future son-in-law staying at some dodgy hotel. You can stay in the cottage the boys have been building."

Everybody froze in their tracks. All the Weasley brothers simultaneously turned and faced their mother, looks of bewilderment on their faces.

"You know about the cottage?" Bill asked.

"Of course I do," Mrs. Weasley answered, "I'm your mother. You think I don't know what goes on at my house? Of course I know about the cottage and I think it's a great place for Draco to stay. Now where are his bags?"

Draco searched for something to say. "They're…" he began, "Well…umm…they're."

"Oh there they are," Mrs. Weasley said, making a beeline for the back door.

Everyone looked and saw Draco's bags in a neat pile on the back porch. Confused, everyone began look at each other for answers. Slowly, they all turned and looked at Jason, who had his eyes closed. Jason finally cracked one eye open and saw Draco's bags.

"Oh good," Jason said, "I was hoping it worked. I find it hard sometimes to levitate objects without line of sight."

"You saved my neck," Draco said, "Thanks."

"Well don't just stand there," Mrs. Weasley said, "Help Draco with his bags."

Harry, Ron, Jason and Draco carried Draco's bags back to the cottage. While they were gone, the girls all huddled up together.

"So, don't keep us in suspense," Hermione said, "Did you and Draco take advantage of your alone time?"

"Unfortunately, no," Ginny said, "We're still waiting."

"Waiting for what?" Cho asked.

"I'm not sure," Ginny replied, "It just doesn't feel right yet. I want it to be perfect."

"Ginny, I'm going to share a secret with you," Cho said, "For the first time, it will hardly ever be perfect. Face it, the first time hurts, no ifs ands or buts."

"You sound so negative about it, Cho," Hermione said, "My first time, while it may not have been perfect, was and will always be a good memory for me."

"How about you, Alice," Ginny said, "You and Ron…you know?"

"Well," Alice said, "We almost did. But Ron caught fire before we could."

Everyone burst into laughter upon hearing this. Alice look unamused, but soon joined in laughing when she thought about how funny and awkward the situation was.

"Okay, I have an idea," Hermione said, "And if you all agree, then by the end of the summer, at least one of you will no longer be a virgin."

The girls all leaned in close as Hermione began explaining her idea.

All the guys had taken equal portions of Draco's bags and were hauling them back to the cottage. Making the best of it, they began to strike up conversation.

"So, Draco did you finally make good use of your alone time?" Jason asked, "Or are Harry and I still the only ones to tread unknown waters?"

"You can be so vile sometimes, Jason," Draco said.

"I don't know about you, Jason," Harry said, "But I'd take that as a no."

"Just because Ginny and I finally get time alone with each other doesn't mean we're going to immediately shag," Draco said.

"Calm down, Draco," Ron said, "They meant nothing by it."

"I know," Draco said, "It just sometimes feels frustrating knowing that she wants me and…well…"

"Draco is there something you want to tell us?" Harry asked.

Draco opened his mouth to speak when Ron cut him off. "Dad's home," he said, "And he doesn't look happy."

Everyone turned and saw Mr. Weasley and Percy exit their car and walk inside quickly.

"Something's wrong," Jason said, "I can feel it."

"We'd better go see what's the matter," Draco said.

They all walked back to the house and walked inside to find Mr. Weasley and Percy staring at Harry. Not only them, but the rest of the household had their eyes on Harry. Harry began to have a very bad feeling that something was wrong.

"Harry, do you know why Percy and I were called into work?" Mr. Weasley asked.

Harry shook his head. "Is everything alright?" he asked.

"We just came from your aunt and uncle's house," Percy said.

"That awful man," Harry said, "I trust them and their prat of a son are doing well."

"No, Harry," Mr. Weasley said, "They're dead."

A/N: So that's chapter 4...chapter 5 will be up as soon as possible...don't fret, my readers, i'm still here and will still attempt to bring you compelling stories hahaha...the song in this chapter was "Just Got Started Loving You" by James Otto