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'Bloody HELL Hermione!!!!'

'Ronald!!'

'Oh joy. What a way to start to a brand new day. Note the sarcasm people please. Wait a minute people? If there is anyone else besides Ginny Weasley in here GET OUT!! Right that should have sorted it! Hehe! I'm very scary... well if how people react when I get mad is any indication.'

Oh well an explanation might be nice eh? As mention before I'm Ginny Weasley, DON'T call me Ginevra... that's only the parents' privilege thanking you. I'm the youngest in the clan. Red hair, brown eyes, average height, blazing temper, (I AM a redhead after all) blah di blah blah, same old same old.

That cursing voice you just heard was my charming brother Ron. Sarcasm is a great thing eh? He's the giant in the family who never stops eating... Man and I thought Charlie was bad. He may be only a year older then me but that does not give him the right to rule my life. Stupid. Effing. Brothers.

The other voice was one of his best friends Hermione Granger, the genius who always seems to have swallowed several books. Still she is one of my best friends. She's a tad smaller then me with bushy brown hair, well not so much bushy as wild curls. But she and Ron never stop arguing, most people wonder why they are friends but they can get along, sometimes.

Seriously, if I have to listen to Hermione gone on about 'stupid idiot RONALD' one more time I may just off myself.

Well that's an exaggeration but I know I'm not alone.

Which brings me to Harry.

Harry Potter.

Oh speaking of Potters here he is.

'Hey Gin.' No one except him calls me that! Not that I mind that much to be honest.

'Hey ya Harry! Those two at it again? Why bother even asking we all know that it's them.'

He laughs. Not one of those short rather faked laughs he gave last year after Cedric and Umbitch and whatnot but a true laugh. He really is tough, moving on from Sirius' death nicely. Though it helps that we're here for him. Yep we are his family now. I mean c'mon he saved my life! That's a free pass into the Weasley Family. I'm just surprised that he's not on the clock yet. Mum does fret a lot about him... I'll talk to her about that, it'll ease her mind... A bit... But not much what with He-Who-Is-An-Ass back and all. Hey my brothers aren't the only ones with clever name ideas!

'Yeah your mum has breakfast ready if you want to go down. Then after I was hoping we could go play some quidditch out back. You up for it?'

Hmmmmm Harry Potter, good food and playing quiddtich. What more could a girl ask for? Not that I'm still obsessed with Harry mind you. Nope I've moved on. I'm going out with Dean Thomas.

Yeah Deans great. Great guy. He's... nice. Wait nice? Is that the only word I can think up for him? Oh damn, it is. All the other words that pop into my mind all concern Harry. Shite!!! Funny, courageous, sweet, caring, handsome... the list goes on. Oh damn him! This never would have happened if he hadn't saved me! Oh who am I kidding? It would have happened anyway. Damn and blast!

'Gin?'

'Oh sorry Harry! I zoned out for a minute but yeah sure I'd love to! I'm going to need to practice if I'm going to get the position of chaser this year.' Nice one Weasley. REAL nice.

'I'm sure you will, you have the perfect build for it.'

Woah wait did he just say that?? Judging by the colour of his cheeks, yes indeed he did. He noticed my figure?? What the hell? What universe have I slipped into? Is Tom dancing starkers in the garden?

Oh yeah I said Tom. I refuse to call him by the title he gives himself. I will call him as I found out he truly was in first year. Oh ahhhh! I hate those memories. I still have nightmares at least once a week. I had one last night actually. But Ron's always there for me. No one else seems to notice that he comes out to me. Not even Harry or Hermione. Even at Hogwarts he's there by my side. Though he is waaaaaaaaaay over protective.

Especially when it comes to guys.

Except Harry. He's really pleased that we're closer friends now. Brothers. You never know what they're thinking.

Back to Harry I've harped on long enough.

'What I meant was... which is to say... ammmm.'

'Thanks Harry! I mean if you say so it's gotta be right. Ron still thinks it too dangerous for me to play! Though I did show him in those matches last year! Especially the last one'

Harry looks relieved I pulled him out that hole. I can't torture him about it. He looks too cute flustered. His brilliant green eyes widen and you can see what he's thinking and he makes his raven hair even messier by dragging his hand through it.

'Pity I missed it. I heard you kicked Chos' ass. Boy that was a mistake. Cho I mean not-'

'Oh don't worry I understand totally I mean look at Michael.' I shake my head at that blunder.

He nods relieved and pushes his glasses back up. I laugh as I say to him.

'Oh the woes of teenage romance eh? I mean look at Ron and Hermione!'

He doubles over laughing. I honestly didn't think it was that funny. Really. Mildly humorous possibly, but this funny? Hmmmm.

'Sorry Ginny but your face after you came out with that. Priceless. C'mon breakfast is ready and I'm starved.'

'Yeah best get down before Mum has a heart attack.'

Well we walk down the stairs to the kitchen in silence after that. Ron and Hermione looking rather, red, follow us down. Ron muttering something about 'That bloody Krum' and 'Thinks she knows everything' Hermione on the other hand was glaring at Ron and was very quiet. Those two really need to sort themselves out or else I will have to get involved. And though it would everyone I really don't want to. Hermione is incredibly scary when she's mad, and Ron has information on me that I really don't want known to the general public of Hogwarts. Crap.

Harry is rolling his eyes over at me and I grin at him.

'Morning Mum!'

'Morning Mrs. Weasley!'

Breakfast is its usual affair. Only the clatter on cutlery is heard. Until-

'Et must be perfect! I ensizt! '

Phlegm. Oh crud. Mum doesn't look happy. Neither does Hermione, but that's only because Ron looks slightly dazed. Well more so then usual.

'Look Fleur we have ages to sort this all out so let's take a break from all the wedding stuff eh?'

Ah Bill my eldest brother. The least likely to mock me. Mostly at any rate.

'Morning all! Hey Firecracker!' Bill reaches over and fluffs my hair. Harry snorts into his tea. I mock glare at him.

'Oh shut it Oh Chosen Captain!' That causes a lot of laughter. Harry stops and looks over at me with wide puppy-dog eyes. I shake my finger at him.

'That ain't going to work on me mister. That only works on the fan girls of Hogwarts. What with the swooning and Harry's oh so wonderful!!' I state sarcastically putting my hand to my head in a dramatic pose.

'Yeah you were never ever like that at all Ginny.' Ron says looking over at me with a rather odd look in his eyes. Wait is that shrewdness I see?

Good Godric!

It is.

I am in shock.

In fact I stare at him mouth slightly open. Okay now I'm convinced I am now in an alternative universe. I nearly look out the window to see if Tom's there. But Harry comes into the conversation, just as surprised as me.

'Ron mate are you feeling okay?'

'Fine. Harry, why?' Why am I not convinced?

'Well you just came out with something that was very-'

'Hermione-esque.' Myself, Bill and Harry chorus.

Then we have an awkward silence. Oh the tension between those two is fun. Cue internal eye roll here. We finish breakfast in silence.

'Quidditch anyone?' I say as we clear up.

There's a general consent between myself Ron and Harry at that, well except Hermione who apparently has a fascinating book on house elf enslavement. How that's interesting is beyond me. But different people, different tastes, I guess.

'Crap we need another person. We can play with only three. Hermione won't play and neither will Bill seeing as Phlegm is here and all.' I say slightly disgruntled at my eldest brothers' behaviour.

'Hey I think I see Charlie coming in maybe he'll play.' Ah smart Harry he always has a solution!

Bad Ginny! Stop that you do have a boyfriend!!

I run over to Charlie who gives me one of his usual bear-hugs. Man I think he bruised a rib. Ouch.

'Wanna play? You can go against Harry and see who the better seeker is!'

'Yeah that sounds like fun! Oh looks like Pig has a letter for you.' He holds out the feathery ball that is commonly known as Pig.

I take the letter and skim through it. By the end of the letter I'm furious. I crumple it into a ball and chuck it as far as I can. Which turns out is quite a distance. Well apparently I'd make a good chaser.

'What's up? Percy send another letter?'

'No the bloody git broke up with me!! And we hadn't even gone out properly yet!! I CALL BEATER!!!!' I yell as I run towards the pitch Charlie only a bit behind.

'Hey what's going on?' Both Ron and Harry look concerned.

'Right Ron when we get back to Hogwarts I am kicking Deans ass to The Burrow and back!'

'Why? What did he do?'

'He broke up with me. Through a letter!!! Right ROYAL GIT!!!!'

I mount my broom leaving the three guys standing on the ground slightly confused. I started looping and running through drills that Angelina taught us last year. I grab the quaffle after going through a near perfect Wronski Feint causing Harry to yell.

'MERLIN!!!' He mounts his Firebolt and zooms up and swerves in front of me, causing me to brake suddenly nearly flying off myself.

'Harry!'

'No Ginny listen to me. You're mad I get that just don't go pulling any stupid stunts like you just did now. It could cost you. Believe me I've been there and look at what happened.'

I feel awful. Harry looks at me with an expression I've never seen before in his eyes. It's guilt yet with fierce conviction and... power. He is bristling with it; Even his raven hair seems to be sticking up even more so then usual.

'Godric!! I am so sorry Harry I just wasn't thinking... I do have the famous Weasley temper after all. I am sorry Harry, really, didn't mean too, just going on emotions...'

Harry holds his hand up at me.

'Just promise me one thing, Gin.'

'Anything!' Boy I am not joking. Lame I know, I can't refuse him.

'Don't do it again!' The strong commanding tone is back in his voice.

'Is that all? That's not a problem!'

Ron glides up at this point Charlie in tow.

'Are you okay???'

'Charlie, Ron, I'm fine just needed to get that out of my system. That's all. So how about two on two?'

We split into two teams me and Harry, Ron and Charlie. Charlie and Harry zoom round for the enchanted apple whilst I and Ron battle it out with the makeshift quaffle. Trying to score whilst trying to defend our goals (floating hoops we made ourselves one summer). The match lasts until Harry catches the snitch or as I should say apple from right under Charlies' nose and to think he nearly played for England. Shame on him.

Still we kicked their asses and damn I'm proud. Hermione came over to get us in for dinner. We are all surprised how long the match lasted. We had a small picnic for lunch and that was our only break.

We all put our brooms in the broom closet excusing Ron who refused to enter after seeing the spiders. Coward. As we enter we are greeted by the delicious smells that only Mum can create. Yum!

Hermione babbles on about her book to Remus who has joined us for dinner. Ron and Charlie are discussing tactics for quidditch whilst poor Harry is describing something muggle in great detail to Dad. I wouldn't wish that on anyone. Well except Tom and that Death Eater who made me break my ankle in the Ministry in June. Phlegm is raving about the wedding to Bill and Mum, though the latter looks as though its torture which I guess it is.

'Ginny et Gabrielle vill make lovely bridesmaids non?'

Whoa wait a minute! Bridesmaid? With her brat of a sister? I met her in third year and boy we did NOT get along. Joy and funness for me I guess. Rolling of the eyes here.

'Gabrielle has been looking forward to see 'arry again. Et is no surprise.'

Harry looks over at this and he looks scared. And no one would blame him. A veela after you? And if you don't return the feeling? There isn't going to be much of you left.

I shake my head at Harry and mouth over 'I will protect you from the demented brat' and he mouths back 'Thank you'. I feel kinda odd, a weird fluttery feeling in my stomach. Oh no. I'm not falling for him again, am I?

Harry laughs as I fall off my chair, total accident I was thinking so hard I forgot I was leaning back. He gets up and helps me up as everyone else moves into the Living Room. As he pulls me up I stumble forwards and into his chest. Boy he is defined I'll tells ya, thank Merlin for Quidditch! My cheeks flare up. Damn my red hair!!He smiles. The true full blown smile that blows anyone away.

'I can't let you do all the saving now can I? My reputation will be tarnished. Besides I love to help redheads and you're one of my favourites.'

The smile turns into the cheeky grin, as he leans back letting go of me, that reminds me of that photo Sirius showed me one day of The Marauders at school (yes I know who they are and I can't believe Gred and Forge didn't give the map to me! Ungrateful gits and after everything I did for them. Humph). Sirius, Remus and Harrys' Parents were sitting by the big tree that Harry, Ron and Hermione often study by and James has his arm round Lily and Sirius is hanging upside down from the tree. Remus is laughing and Lily is looking up at James with an amused expression, her green eyes sparkling brilliantly. And James has his wand held out holding Sirius there apparently with that cheeky grin spread across the features I know so well as they are Harrys. Sirius told me that I often get the same look Lily did in my eyes when Harry says something funny. I laughed him off then but now I'm not so sure. Boy I miss him; we need more laughter these days.

'One of your favourites? Meaning I'm not at the top of the ladder?'

I ask cheekily expect Harry to be somewhat flustered, but instead the grin grows wider the emerald eyes of his mother glinting even more. He leans over, barely a millimetre away and whispers in my ear.

'Well I don't want to insult Ron but he's not my favourite, the bright Firecracker has that top spot.'

Holy crap.

He didn't!!

Oh shite he did.

Feck.

I've fallen for Harry Bloody James Potter.

AGAIN!!!!

FUCK IT!!!!!!!!!