I came down to make Harry breakfast in bed and have become totally distracted by this article in the Daily Prophet. I don't know if should kill Fred and George or laugh"Morning, Mate."I jump at the sound of Harry's voice and try to quickly fold up the Prophet. "Morning, Harry," I hate the squeak in my voice. "Are we going to try the wand today?""I need food," Harry grins and straddles me in the chair. "Someone wore me out last night and I've worked up quite an appetite."I blush and roll my eyes. "Mate that last time was your idea," I grin at him and waggle my eyebrows. "I have to admit that feeling your Quiddtich gloves on my cock was brilliant."I pull him in for a kiss and try to stuff the Prophet into the rubbish bin. He pulls away and arches his eyebrow, "Why are you trying to hide the Prophet from me?"I blush and move it out of his reach, "I'm not.""You are too," Harry frowns and reaches for it.The chair spills backwards as he shifts his weight on my lap. We fall into a heap on the floor and he grabs the Prophet from my had. He reads quickly, his eyes scanning the page, and I watch as they widen and his mouth falls open. "Fred and George," I mutter. "Got us into a bit of a--""Lavender Brown! Me and Lavender Brown!""Better than Eloise," I mutter and shift underneath him. "Maybe Lavender will send you a necklace."
"It's much more than that Harry," Remus says, putting a hand on my shoulder. "Your connection to them was based on love. Your love for Ginny," he says looking at me, "and your love for Hermione."I couldn't look at Ron. I couldn't look at him and yet I knew that he was probably avoiding looking at me too."But... why would... I mean I know Harry's powerful but...""Don't say it," I tell him angrily. "Don't you DARE say you're not powerful or even think of saying that it's because of Hermione's power that you were able to...""I wasn't going to say that!" He looked up at me angrily. "And how do YOU know what I'm thinking?""Because I know you," I spit out. "Why are we fighting?""Could it be a residual effect?" I hear Tonks ask Remus."Perhaps," Remus replies."Interesting," she answers and my anger spills over."So glad to know we're such a fucking interesting case study.""Why are YOU so bloody angry?" Ron asks. "I'm the one that blew up Dad's shed.""You didn't blow it up, you just shrank it." I hear myself say in an angry tone."Oi, Potter!" Tonks calls out. "What's got your knickers in a twist?""He's in love," Remus says rubbing his chin. "You're manifesting Ginny's anger just as Ron's manifesting Hermione's insecurities.""I'm mani-what?" Am I in love? Ginny... I'm sorry. I can't even look over at him right now.