And Life Goes On. You Really Don't Want To Know (A Harry Potter FF)

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

I awoke the next morning and felt Harry next to me with his arm around me. He moved a little bit and woke up.

“Morning.” I whispered as I flipped on top of Harry and kissed him.

We kissed for a few minutes then I rolled back over.

“I love you.”

“Right back at ya. Let’s go get breakfast made. I’m starving. Hermione should be up soon. If she isn’t up already.”

We got up and went out into the living room. Hermione wasn’t out there so I decided to go see if she was up but just still in her room.

I opened the door a crack and saw Hermione sitting up, looking through a book.

“Morning.” I said as I opened the door and sat on her bed.

“Morning Ginny. How are you?”

“Great. Best night of sleep I’ve gotten in a while.”

“What’d you two do?”

“NOTHING! We were just cuddling.”

“It’s Friday right?”

“Uh, yeah.”

“Ok. Just wondering. We should watch a movie.”

“Yeah! We should. After breakfast though. I’m starving.”

We walked into the kitchen and I saw Harry making pancakes.

“Need help?” I asked as Hermione and I sat at the table.

“Nope. I got it.” Harry said as he checked the bacon.

“But you’ve got like three things going.” Hermione said as she got a glass of OJ. The toaster popped and Harry grabbed the four pieces of toast and put them on a plate.

“Four things.” I added in as Harry slid some eggs onto a plate.

“How do you do that Harry?”

“I used to have to cook for the Dursley’s. I used to make all of breakfast at once. That way I could sleep a little later.”

“Wow. That’s talent.” I said as I grabbed a piece of toast.

“It’s not that hard. Just have to watch the eggs.”

Harry finished up breakfast and then we ate and talked.

“So, I was thinking about owling Neville and Luna and having us hang out sometime.”

“That’s a great idea..”

There was a knock on the door and I jumped up to get it.

“Hey Ginny!” George said.

“Hey George!”

“Nice place.”

“Thanks. We just got done with breakfast.”

“Cool. Uh, is Harry here?”

“Yeah. I’m right here.” Harry said as he stood up and came over.

“Uh, can we talk?”

“Sure.”

Harry’s POV

George and I walked into the hallway.

“Uh, Harry. I think you need to come to the Burrow.”

“Why?”

“Uh, Ron.”

“What did he do now?”