On a list of things that Ginny Weasley had been hoping to avoid, 'getting caught sneaking back to your room by your entire family after having sex with a teenage boy for the entire night' was close to the top. Only her mother, and the twins, seemed to take her appearance the next morning, as they were sitting down for breakfast, in stride.
"Ginny dear, either sit or go and wash up. We still have another day or two of the events, so you need to make sure you eat breakfast. Will you be joining us Harry? Your godfathers went out early to…"
"Wh-WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"
Naturally, it was Ron who decided to voice his opinion first, and normally Ginny would have been rather flustered and embarrassed… but something had changed last night. It wasn't just the absence of her virginity, or her consummation of her relationship, and loyalty, to Harry. No, it was something else, something far deeper, it was a newfound confidence she had never noticed before.
"Oh come on Ron we aren't eight anymore. I think everyone knows what I did."
"B-b-b-but…"
The girl rolled her eyes, before reaching back and taking Harry's hand to give it a gentle pull towards the dining table and her, mostly silent, family members.
"Ginny you… but you're too… and he's… you are too young for sex! " Bill practically ranted, earning an overly dramatic sigh from his sister.
"Oh please, you are only saying that because I am your sister."
"N-no! You are only thirteen! "
"Funny, if the rumors are true it didn't stop you from shagging a thirteen-year-old when you were a fifth year."
The boy's jaw snapped shut faster than the top speed of a Firebolt, earning him a chuckle from his father… and glare from his mother.
"And you Charlie, I remember Ben Copper was only fourteen when he snuck over to our house and 'slept' in your room without mom and dad knowing."
The parent's glares shifted to their second oldest, who was busy trying to sink down into his robes.
"Don't even get me started on you Percy, since the grapevine told me you were dating three girls at the same time."
"I-I-I… uh…"
"Fred and George… well you both know what dirt I have on you two."
The twins grinned mischievously, 'honor amongst pranksters' as it were. So long as they didn't give her a hard time she wouldn't give them one as well.
"As for you Ron, I am surprised Lavender Brown will even put up with being around you after the comments you have made."
"At least I didn't shag a snake!" he snapped back, earning a cold look in the girl's eyes, which reminded him of a 'talk' they had been through at the start of the trip.
"I would have thought you would be okay with a Slytherin considering the vocabulary you have in common with some of them."
Their father's voice broke the silence that had fallen, "What would that be… Ronald ?"
"I-I… it's nothing I just…"
"Nothing? You constantly belittled and taunted Hermione. Hell, you even called her a 'Mudblood'."
"Ronald…" his parents growled in unison.
"But she…"
His mother reached out and grabbed his ear, before practically dragging him from the room, followed closely by her husband. Just as they were about to exit she called back, "Make yourself at home Harry."
With a shrug he sat down with Ginny, turning to her brothers with a smile, he received one back from the twins, but 'older brother glares' from the others.
"Don't think this is the end of the conversation Potter, just because you got us Quidditch tickets doesn't mean…"
"Bill, you heard about what happened Ginny's first year right? With the Basilisk and all?" George interrupted, earning a scowl, and a slight nod, from the eldest.
"Well it is a poorly kept secret that it wasn't Tonks who killed it… but Harry . Not sure about you but I sure as hell wouldn't want to be threatening someone who did that over a year and a half ago."
The older three paled as Ginny seemed to cuddle just a bit closer to her personal hero.
...
After a rather stern talking to, along with the promise of chores and housework for the remainder of the summer, Ronald Weasley was dismissed from his parent's room. "So… are we going to talk about this?" Arthur Weasley inquired with an edge in his tone.
"Talk about what dear?"
"Oh, I don't know… maybe the fact that Ginny just admitted to having sex last night and you don't seem the least bit surprised?"
Molly gave a sigh, before rising to shut the door, and give them some added privacy, "I confronted her when she was sneaking into his room, so yes I knew."
"And you didn't stop her or tell me because?" he snapped back, earning a glare from his wife.
"Because I knew this is how you would react. Father's are always so damn overprotective of their daughters, but I notice you haven't even bothered giving a talk to your sons who we knew were doing the same."
"W-well… I mean… that's because…"
"Because they are boys and not girls? This is what I was avoiding, you scaring Ginny and Harry away from each other and ruining any relationship they might have just because of some archaic notion of women being required to keep their virginities while men get to play around with it as much as they like."
"B-but…"
"Let me ask you this Arthur," the man's wife continued on, her glare deepening and causing the man to sweat just a tad, "If my father had threatened to Hex your bits off when we first started seeing each other in school what would you have done? Would you have been respectful, and kept your hands to yourself, given up and found someone with fewer 'issues', or continued going behind my parents' backs and having secret rendezvous?"
"Uhmmm…."