Author: Sickofseconds

Rating: PG-14

Disclaimer: I WISH I owned everything... But I don't...

Summary: Harry hears some odd giggling during the night. And it's not Ron, or him, for that matter.

Chapter Summary: Ron is a little more than confused, and we find out de Nile isn't only a river in Egypt.

Note: Yay! Ron is finally getting his chance! And look, here the other chapter is, with very little wait.

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Last night, I had the most wonderful, yet really confusing dream. It was about Harry. Well, I mean, I was there too of course, but it was about me and Harry kissing. Well, it might have been a mistake, don't you think? After all, we were sharing a bed (thanks to Mum, of course) and Fred and George do seem to have weird ways of implanting things into your brain... But admittedly, this is actually not the first time I've had this dream. I've been having it since the beginning of summer. But what am I supposed to tell Harry?

Of course, this morning, waking up, I completely embarrass myself, like the stupid oaf I am. GOD! Since when do I care if I make a fool of myself in front of Harry?!

Well, either way, when I wake up, me and Harry are all curled up, close and cozy. While I'm quite comfortable, I admit I can't help but panic, just in case I freaked Harry out or something, and I run out of there as fast as I can.

"Ron?! Dear, what's wrong?" Mum asks when I come down, redfaced and panting.

Too embarrassed to say, I just shake my head and sit down, murmuring a good morning to everyone around me. Fred and George snicker.

A little while after, Harry comes down too. I look up, and he looks at me, but I feel my face heat up and I look away. He sits between me and Hermione. I surpress the need to sigh happily, at the warm brush against my shoulder. What is wrong with me today?

As I scarf down the food on my plate (it tastes pretty good this morning, considering it's Ginny's) I hear Hermione ask Harry, "How did you sleep?" I immediately start choking on my food, though no one seems to notice.

Harry coughs, and then answers, "Oh, well, you know, alright, I guess..."

I don't know what to make of that, especially since Harry is looking at Fred and George when he says it. Then I go back to eating when Mum takes Harry's attention by piling food high on his plate.

"Eat, eat," she encourages cheerfully.

I look at Harry again, only to find him staring back. I blush and look away. Damn me.

Today, we're swimming down at the lake.

I dive into the water and swim away from Harry as fast as I can, still too uncomfortable to confront him.

He looks a little bummed, I notice, when I steal a glance at him, but what can I do? I just can't talk to him yet. Well, there go Charlie and Bill, to enclude him in their games.

I swim around in circles for awhile, trying hard not think about Harry, all the while thinking about Harry. I mean, I can't fancy him, can I? After all, his is a bloke, and he's my best mate, to boot. And what's so attractive about him, anyway?

He's shorter than I am, isn't he?

But I'm taller than most people, aren't I?

Yeah, but there shouldn't be anything special about that messy black hair, even though I want to run my fingers through it. And those green eyes should scare me, not attract me like a moth to a flame.

ARGH!!!

This is NOT normal!!!

I look over just in time to see Harry talking to Fred and George. This, of course, reeks with foul-play, and I swim over right away, to rescue him before they do or say something upsetting.

I am obviously too late, as Harry is already red in the face when I get there. "Leave him alone, you gits!" I snap, touching his shoulder, ignoring the warm tingle. "Come on, Harry."

"Oh-ho-ho!" Fred smirks, mockingly, and George chuckles. "Ickle Ronniekins wants Harry all to himself!"

I feel my face heat up, so I tighten my grip on Harry and steer him away, giving the twins the finger over my shoulder. "Oh, bugger off, Fred!" I shout back at him.

Harry is grinning, until we both hear Fred and George laughing behind us. "Thanks, Ron," he says, smiling that stupid cute smile.

"No problem," I manage, looking away as my face feels much too hot.

Me and Harry swim together and even join in with Bill and Charlie after that, and the tension seems to melt, at least a little. I know I feel better when I see his smiling face. Especially when it's directed at me.

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I am SOOOOOOOOOOO sorry this took so long to get here!! I was gone camping for a week! I know this isn't as long as the other one, but it was cute, and I didn't want to damage it. Thank you all for the lovely reviews! Don'tLetTheMugglesGetYouDown, I'm happy that you enjoyed your first Fred/George! I hope it won't be your last!