Hinny, Furthermore (BOOK 2 OF HINNY THROUGH THE YEARS)

A Night Unexpected

I don't own any of the characters. All credit goes to the Epic J.K. Rowling of course and always.

Ron

The house was spectacular and quite frankly a lay out so spread out on the ground, id never seen such a building. A slightly chubby woman jumped out from the door that we were nearing and i noticed how she wore lose pants under with a blue jumper on top. She had lose short red hair and a tired but soft smile on her face. She hugged Ginny tight who practically leapt at her.

"Oh, I missed you." She spoke in Ginny's hair. I felt someone take the suitcase in my fingers and it was Harry. He cocked his head for me to go ahead. The woman looked for Ginny to me and her smile faded for a second.

"Oh, my boy. Oh, my boy!" She laughed and cried, walking over to me with raised hands as if waiting for me to walk into them, I did. She smelled of beef stew, something sweet and maybe a bit of detergent. I wrapped string arms around her and for some reasons, tears started spilling form me. She rubbed my back softly. When I moved back she tapped my cheeks and there were tears on her face as well. With the pad of her thumb, she wiped my face clean, "You're so big." She laughed, "Last I saw you, you were this much." The height she was speaking came to just my waist. I snickered. "Ginny was this height." She pointed a bit lower.

"Yes, yes. I was a wee baby." Ginny chuckled, "Ron was a dork anyway."

"Don't be mean to your brother."

"Ugh. And it starts again!"Ginny groaned, I laughed and moved aside.

"Erm, Mum, this is Hermione. My wife." I introduced Hermione who walked ahead and wrapped mum in a hug.

"Oh she's so beautiful." She admired her.

"That's what I keep telling her. She could've done better. Don't you think?" Ginny spoke up and I glared at her. Hermione chuckled.

"Ignore them. They will always be like this."

"I speak the truth and nothing but the truth." Ginny yelled up.

"Amen." Harry added. They joined forces.

"You must be Harry." Mum walked to him and he grinned, "I am."

"In his case, I thought Ron could do better." Ginny sighed.

"Ginny Weasley, go set up the kitchen for lunch!"

"But I just got home."

"You don't seem too tired to use that smart mouth of yours young lady."

"I just called Harry a potato, Mum." Ginny whined. Harry looked at her, solemn and straight faced with crossed arm. Man of lesser emotions.

"Ginny!" She yelled. Ginny groaned, picked up her suitcase, mine, Hermione, Harry's, Eddie's and Jenna's. We gaped at her.

"She's got more brawn than Percy." She waved Ginny off who huffed into the house.

"Erm, Mum..?" I called and she looked back at like that was the most normal thing in the world. So I took it. I didn't want a grand reaction to it. Her ease, made me feel comfortable as well, "Let's get you inside, it's freezing." I told her as she finished meeting everyone. We walked in and there was long dinner table set with plates, forks, spoons, knives, and bowls. Ginny was just setting down the glasses and the pitcher of water.

"Am I missing anything?" She asked mum.

"No, dear. The pies and stew is ready. And I'll just get on the tarts."

"Mum. I'll make those. Just... everyone can go freshen up and then come to the table in forty five minutes. Your rooms are the ones with suitcase by the door, upstairs." She pointed at the short set of wooden staircase leading up from the corner end of the kitchen. Everyone nodded and headed up. Ginny'd given us a large room with a king-sized bed and a slant ceiling but with beautiful star lights running the length of it. There were two bathrooms in the corridor. Eddie'd gotten a room to share with Harry and Jenna found hers and Ginny's suitcase outside the room last in the corridor. There were many doors left empty though. Did that mean the rest of the family was coming to? I was terrified at that thought.