A new turn of things

Chapter one: The Plan.

Ginny Weasley laided on her four-poster bed facing the ceiling of her home in the Burrow. Thinking back to what happen just a few weeks before on the train ride returning from Hogwarts left her drepressed. She had lied to everyone that she was going out with Dean Tomas, mostly to annoy her brother Ron. But lying to her brother wasn’t the part that brought her down the most, since she did that everyday out of habit, but to lie in front of Harry made her cringe. How was she supposed to be with him now that Harry knew she was taken? If she had followed her heart, she would had flung herself into Harry’s lap and kiss him madly.

Thinking on how her life could be right now, brought a smile to her face. How she longed to be with Harry, to feel his hand all over her body, to have him kiss all of the area she most fantasized about being kissed.

She brought a pillow to her face and cried shamelessly until a nock to her bedroom door brought her back to her senses.

“Who is it?” she asked wiping the tears from her eyes.

“It’s Ron.” Her brother shot through the door. “Can I come in?”

“Hold on.” Ginny tired to bring her face as normal as she could. “Come in?”

Her brother Ron entered the room and sat on the edge of her bed forgetting to close the door. “Mom said dinner will be ready soon.”

“Oh, right well better not be late.” She said darkly. She started to rise from her bed but Ron took her harm.

“Wait.” He said, his voice trembling. “I wanted to ask you something.”

“What?”

He looked down at the floor lost for words.

“I can’t answer you if you don’t ask me what it is.” She said bringing Ron back to hearth.

“Right, well it’s two thing actually.” He kept his eyes on her bedroom floor while his hears redden slightly. “Are you really dating Dean?” He asked coldly bring his eyes to look at her.

“RON.” She cried angrily.

“I mean… He’s a nice bloke and all. Don’t misunderstand me and all, I lived with him for five years and he’s good guy and all….”

“But it is none of your business who I date. We already had that discussion so drop it.” Ginny crossed her arms across her chest and shot him a very angry look.

Ron must have sensed he was digging his own grave, because at that moment he flopped his arms in between them both. “NO, no. Wait and hear me out. I just think you could do better.”

Ginny’s eyes widen in surprise, but didn’t relax her composure. “What does that mean?’ She asked as calmly as she could. “Are you saying I have bad taste in men.”?

“Ginny.” He said his voice trembling a little. “What…” He swallowed something in his throat. “What about Harry.” His face flushed and his voice squeaked like a schoolgirl about to ask to be kissed for the first time. She sat staring at him in disbelief, in all the years Ron knew Harry, he had never brought up the subject.

After staring at each other’s, Ginny was the first one to break the silence. “What do you want me to say Ron. That I wish I could be with Harry right now? Well yes. But life isn’t that simple. That is the reason I am trying to get over him.” Her tone was menacing almost frightful but tears sprang up in her eyes.

“I know you still love him.” Ron said bluntly turning himself fully to face his sister. He took her hands in his. “ And I know that because of the lost he just received he will need all the love he could get. He may be blind at what he has in front of him, but if you try I’m sure he would come around faster that you think.” Ron shot her a smile that melted her heart. The same smile that made her wonder if Ron weren’t her brother would she be trying to get him instead of Harry.

Ginny brought one of her hand to his cheek and patted it. “Ron.” He took her hand again and squeezed it. “I have to tell you something.” She looked at him directly in his eyes. “But before I tell you will you tell me something after?”

“Ok.”

“I’m not dating Dean.” Ron looked confused; “I made it up to make you angry. You right I love Harry, as much I try I can’t forget him.” She took a deep breath before continuing. “But what you said is true, you have to stop being a git and tell Hermione how you fell. If you don’t; get a move on you might lose her for someone forever and end up regretting it for the rest of your life.” Ron’s ear turned fully red and his eyes shot strait down to the floor. “Look at how you became at the Yule Ball, do you think any girl, even how much she likes you back would wait for you.”

Ron let go of Ginny hands and went silent, looking down. From what she could see his face was a deep red from what could be anger and embarrassment. “Tell you what.” Ginny said inching closer to her brother. “If you help me with getting Harry, Ill help you with Hermione.”

Ron brought his face up and looked at her questioningly. “You would do that?”

“What are sisters for?” He gave her an other smile that almost sent her to the edge and would have made her kiss him deeply if he wasn’t a brother. Instead she gave him a hug and patted him on her back. She felt how muscular he was from behind and that to almost made her go to taboo territory. She broke the hug almost instantly when the though entered her mind.

“Alright.” He said happily.

“Good. So what’s the second thing you wanted to ask?”

“Well. You kind of answered me, but it’s more of a multiple sided question.” His face went even redder than before. She arched an eyebrow in question. “Well I wanted to know if you could help me get Hermione to go out with me, plus since you had more experience than me and asking the twin might not be the best idea (She nodded in agreement). That you could help me with kissing.” His face was deep moron almost as if he was about to explode “And if you could ask her to come to the Burrow so I could surprise her.”

Ginny smiled at his brother shyness and leaned closer to him. “Sure.” She brought her lip to his and kissed him lightly. “That is all for now. But later I will teach you more.” Her face flushed lightly, but didn’t go as bad as Ron was. His face lightened as little but stayed a deep shade of red as he walked out of her room. He mumbled his thanks and walked swiftly to the direction of, surprisingly not to the living room but to the bathroom.

Ginny bit her lip and rose from the bed as well but went towards the living room. She smiled to herself naughtily, incest in the wizarding world was looked upon as bad as the muggle-world but was still accepted. A witch could have intercourse with a sibling as long as they don’t have a child. Thinking to herself, Ginny laughed lightly to; just a minute ago she was crying on how she might never be able to be with Harry but now with her brother help (or more of her help towards him since she would have to teach him) she would be with Harry. ‘Just a matter of time’ she thought.