"Why am I always the last one to know?" Hermione whined as soon as Ginny and Harry had finished telling her that they're together. It was nine o'clock in the morning, the rehearsal dinner last night ended just after midnight, they'd told Mr and Mrs Weasley about them as they were heading up to bed so they wouldn't berate them with questions, but sadly, Ginny knew that the questions would come today so instead of heading downstairs for interrogation she had decided to tell Hermione, knowing that she wouldn't make a big deal about it…or so she hoped.
"Maybe if you stuck your head out of a book every once in a while you'd have known sooner" Ron commented, she turned to him on the bed.
"Do I have my head in a book now?" she asked skeptically.
"Well…no…" he started.
"Then I do stick my head out of a book every once in a while" she finished.
"Yeah, but you've spent most of the summer reading books so there was never a time to tell you" Harry said, trying to explain why they hadn't told her sooner. Ginny elbowed him in the ribs just before Hermione sent him a glare.
"Never mind" he added quickly, rubbing where Ginny had hit him.
"Wait a minute, we were with each other for hours yesterday decorating, why didn't you tell me then?" she huffed.
"No one knew then so we were trying to keep it a secret for as long as possible. Besides you might have told Ron" Hermione frowned at her.
"Why would I have told Ron?"
"You know why" Ginny stated, giving her a slight smirk. Ron just sat on the bed looking puzzled while Hermione glared at Ginny, her face reddening a little at her comment.
"Anyway, shouldn't we be heading downstairs for breakfast? I'm sure your mum would LOVE to talk to you" it was Ginny's turn to glare at Hermione who was sat looking triumphant despite the tint of red still painted on her face. So Hermione had figured out that she and Harry were stalling, sometimes she hated how smart she was.
"We don't have to go just now, it's still early and she hasn't called us down yet" Harry said, not looking forward to all the questions that would be heading his way soon, there was also the fact that Fred and George still didn't know yet. As if on cue, Mrs Weasleys voice echoed throughout the house, calling everyone downstairs. Hermione grinned evilly at them both.
"Now she has".
Ginny and Harry were the last ones to arrive in the kitchen, wanting to take their time which probably wasn't a good idea, as soon as they walked in everyone at the table fell silent. Hermione and Mrs Weasley were both beside themselves, well, Mrs Weasley was. Hermione was just putting on a show, enjoying this moment immensely and spurring their mother on. Mr Weasley was watching them over his newspaper; he said good morning to them and gave them a smile before going back to reading. Ron was too busy eating to pay any attention to them, not that he would, after all he'd already seen them today.
They sat down at the table silently, not liking the attention they were getting. While they were happy with everyone approving, 'Well almost everyone approving' Ginny thought to herself, that didn't stop them from feeling slightly uncomfortable with them all staring at the both of them. Mrs Weasley handed them their breakfast but instead of hurrying away to wash the dishes she stayed where she was, standing behind them. Mr Weasley rolled his eyes and chuckled.
"Molly?" she didn't move, "Molly come o-"
"My little girl has a boyfriend!" she squealed, cutting off what Mr Weasley was about to say. She gathered Harry and Ginny into a bone crushing hug.
"…Mrs…Weasley?" Harry tried, struggling to breathe.
"I don't believe it; one of our children is getting married in a few days and who knows, we might be planning another wedding soon…"
"Mum!" Ginny said blushing.
"And maybe some grandchildren to"
"MUM!" Ginny and Ron shouted together, slight panic in their voice.
"MOLLY!" Mr Weasley said at the same time, horrified that she might be putting ideas into Ginny's sweet innocent head.
"Oh relax, I was talking about grandchildren from Bill. Honestly" she shook her head at them then went to go wash up.
"Oh…right" Mr Weasley mumbled, relaxing back into his chair. Ginny and Harry refused to look at each, both their faces resembled the tomatoes on their plates and while they wouldn't admit it to each other, as soon as Mrs Weasley mentioned grandchildren, both of them involuntarily thought dirty thoughts. Hermione was trying really hard not to laugh at all their reactions, Ron's was the hardest as when Mrs Weasley said grandchildren, he'd swallowed a big chunk of chicken in surprise and began choking. She had to thump him on the back a few times and when he recovered he shouted to his mum, surprisingly at the same time as Ginny which made it even funnier. Ginny could see that Hermione was enjoying this; she just couldn't wait until Hermione and her brother got together, then it would be her turn to have some fun.
After breakfast everyone went into the living room to relax for a bit, because of the wedding coming up they knew it was only a matter of time before Mrs Weasley nagged them about house work and making the place look presentable so they were enjoying all the freedom of laying around they could get. Ginny was still eating her breakfast in the kitchen though, since she came down late and didn't wolf down her food like Harry. She rolled her eyes…boys.
"Now we can finally talk" Ginny turned in her seat to see her mother standing in the doorway. 'Oh god, here we go' she thought. Mrs Weasley came over and sat in the seat next to her.
"So…you and Harry are together…when did that happen?" she asked.
"Well, we've been getting closer over the summer and we've been talking about how we felt about each other for a few days now but it became official the day you went to Diagon Alley" Mrs Weasley raised an eyebrow at that.
"Tell me how that happened"…