A Confession

“Ginny, I have a confession to make.” Hermione says to Ginny at the reception to Bill and Fleur’s wedding.
“What is it? What is something wrong?” Ginny said, laying a concerned hand on Hermione’s shoulder.
“Maybe we should go inside and talk about this.” Hermione says, eying all the people in the Weasley’s big yard, especially Harry. She had been waiting to say this to Ginny for some time and didn’t want anything to mess it up. They walked into the house, through the kitchen, and up to Ginny’s room.
“O.K. Ginny, I, er… well, I have to tell u something. But you may not like it. But I have to say it.” Hermione shuffled her feet and looked away from Ginny.
“It’s O.K. Just tell me.” Ginny began to look concerned.
“Um… right then. Well for a while now I have…fancied Harry a bit. I know he’s yours and all but I was wondering if I could borrow him…wait, why are why smiling?” Hermione says looking confused. She had played out this scene in her head many times and none of them included Ginny smiling.
“I always know you fancied him a bit and I was just wondering when you were going to say something. About this borrowing, you may, under one condition.”
“Wait, what? Was I that obvious? Does Ron know? Umm…what condition?” Ginny laughed.
“No, Ron doesn’t know. My brother’s about as smart as a flobberworm, he has no clue. Now about my condition: We have to share him. He insists that I can’t accompany him to find Vol… well He-who-must-not-be-named and the Horcruxes. I need all the nights I can get with him. That is, if you don’t mind?” Ginny looked at Hermione expectantly.
“Oh, well…of-of course not! How...uhh…would we… uhh…” Hermione said, blushing.
“Well, we have to plan it out.” Ginny grinned.
“So I was thinking…”
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“Anyone seen Ginny?” Harry asked to the kitchen at large. The reception had finally ended, and everyone in the Weasley household was helping to clean up. Fred and George were washing dishes with magic, while Charlie was cleaning the stove. Mrs. Weasley was trying to put the remainder of the food away, and Ron was sweeping. Mr. Weasley had corralled Fleur and Bill and was giving them honeymoon locations and advice, with much blushing.
“No, not for a while.” Charlie answered.
“Nope. Harry, can’t you keep hold of your woman?” Fred said as Harry sat down at the kitchen table.
“From the bumps and moans coming from her room at night, he’s been doing plenty of keeping and holding.” George mumbled as he walked past Harry and Ron. Harry blushed, as Ron mumbled about not hearing anything and looked away.
“Come to think of it, seen any of Hermione?” Ron asked, frowning.
“I haven’t seen either of them since the reception. They are probably off planning their own weddings.” Mrs. Weasley said sighing. Harry looked down at his lap. He sometimes thought about what it would be like to think of nothing but going back to finish his last year at Hogwarts, and his girlfriend making plans to marry him. He doubted he would make it to another wedding. He quickly pushed that from his mind. There was plenty of time for thoughts like that. For now, he could concentrate on Ginny, but first he needed to find her.
“I’ll go look upstairs.” Harry said heading out of the kitchen.
“Send Hermy down when you see her.” Ron said, causing the family to stop and look at him.
“Oh, do send Hermy down, we wouldn’t want ickle Won-Won to miss her now would we?” Fred said, as Ron blushed furiously. Harry shook his head as he headed up the stairs. Where could they be?
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“O.K. Here he comes. Are you ready?” Ginny says as they hear Harry coming up the stairs.
“Umm…yes…” Hermione answers, blushing.
“ ‘Lo there Ginny, long time no-mpf” Harry says as Ginny silences him with a kiss.