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belong to the goddess J. K. Rowling.
In the middle of the night,
Harry Potter was tossing and turning. Suddenly he woke up, sweaty and
confused. "One of those bloody dreams again," he told himself
iritably. He looked at his watch. It was one-thirty in the morning. Harry
decided that he should try to sleep again, since no one else was up, but
he knew it was going to be hard.
Ever since the beginning of
summer, Harry had been having strange dreams. They seemed to revolve around
a girl, but he never saw her face. The dreams were tormenting him. They
had gotten worse when he went to the Weasleys' house, and now at Hogwarts
they were worse then ever. He could practically feel her presence there,
but he had no idea who she was. Little did he know that he wasn't the
only one with weird dreams.
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In the fourth year girls' dormitory,
Ginny Weasley was lying awake. She couldn't sleep. Half of the reason
was the horrible dreams that she had been having, and the other half was
a guilty feeling.
She knew she was in love
with Harry. But who could she tell? Definitley not Harry. Even Hermione,
since she was one of Harry's best friends. And definitley not her brothers.
To make matters worse she had
been having dreams about a boy with no face. She felt she knew him, but
she didn't know who it was. These dreams just made matters worse for her.
She hadn't looked Harry in the face since she had got to Hogwarts, and
now she couldn't look any other boy in the face either. Who was it in
her dreams?
Finally. after a long while,
Ginny turned over and fell asleep.
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At seven-thirty Harry woke up.
He wasn't going to wait for Ron to get up. He just wanted to go to breakfast."Maybe
this is good that I'm going by myself," he thought.
No one was in the common room,
it being a Saturday. Harry climbed out of the portaite hole. When he closed
it he heard a squeak.
"Wait!"
Harry spun around. How thoughtless
of him to close the door on someone! Maybe that was because his mind was
someplace else. Harry opened the portrait hole again. It was Ginny.
"Good morning," said
Harry, in his calmest voice.
"Good morning," said
Ginny looking another way.
"Going to breakfast?"
Harry asked
"Are you?"
"I asked you first."
"I..I'm going to the library."
"Oh, I.. I'm going to the
owlery. See you later."
He watched Ginny as she walked
away. Harry suddenly wasn't hungry.
He had a sudden urge to follow
Ginny. Stop being stupid Harry he thought to himself. That's
Ginny remember? Ron's baby sister! You don't like her.
"Yeah," Harry
said to himself.
And then he went up to the owlery.
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Ginny! Love alert! Harry
was right there! You could have gone with him! "Oh shut up,"
Ginny told herself. Why did she get so nervous around Harry?
Ginny was sitting in the library
alone. One one hand she wished someone would come and sit with her, but
on the other hand she wanted to be alone. What am I going to do?
she thought hopelessly. What could she do?
Well, here are my options.
I could go to the owlery now and tell Harry how I feel. Or I can sit here
and suffer all day
Ginny knew what she wanted to
do, but how could she do it?
It even sounded silly in her
mind "Harry, I love you and I always have. Do you love me?"
That just sounded pathetic!
Ginny's mother had always told
her that if she needed to work something out with herself, the best way
was to write it down. So that's what she did.
Ginny Weasley, you are in
love with Harry Potter. Now what are you going to do about it? Sit here
all day? You know you have loved him since you saw him getting on the
train! For four years you've watched him, and done nothing about your
feelings! You are even having dreams about him! All you ever do is watch
him. What does he feel for you?
Ginny was now in tears.
She crumpled up the paper and threw it down. I don't love you Harry
Potter, she thought, I hate you! Why don't you notice me?
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Harry was sitting at the Gryffindor
table with Ron and Hermione. Ron and Hermione were havng a pleaseant conversation,
but Harry was silent. He hadn't seen Ginny since that morning and it was
now lunch. Why do you even want to see that little prat? he asked
himself. But he did want to see her.
"Something wrong, Harry?"
Ron asked.
"No! I mean, why would
you ask that?" Harry replied hastily.
" Oh, nothing. Except your
head's been somewhere else today."
" It hasn't been anywhere.
Besides..." Oh, think of something quick Harry! "Besides
we have a lot of homework we should be working on." Real good
excuse, Harry.
"Oh," said Hermione
"I guess we do. Do you want to go to the library?"
Yes, yes YES! "
Uh, I guess so."
And so the three left the Great
Hall and went to the library.
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Ginny was sitting in the bathroom,
crying. Evey time she tried to get up (she had tried seventeen times)
and was almost to the door, she would start crying hysterically and would
go sit down again. She had already scared some second year Hufflepuffs
who opened the door right when she was crying.
Why are you doing this to
yourself Ginny? "Oh, stop asking me questions!" she shouted.
She didn't care if the whole school heard her. "I don't know why!
Here's a good question. Why doesn't he care?"
Ginny began to cry again, and
she sat back down on the floor. Finally, she decided that there was nothing
she could do about it, so she got, up left, and vowed in her mind not
to think about Harry again, although that was very hard
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In the library, Hermione (as
usual) was looking for some books. Harry and Ron were doing their Divination
homework and were laughing so hysterically that she couldn't stand it.
They hadn't even noticed when she left.
Well at least Harry's laughing
she thought, he's been looking troubled all day. Hermione couldn't
figure out why he was acting so strange. He had always told her and Ron
if something was wrong. He denied it, but she was sure something was bothering
him.
Just then A Guide to Advanced
Arithmancy fell out of her hands. Hermione bent down to get it and
noticed a piece of crumpled up parchment. Something Ron wrote was
her first thought. Ron always wrote things, crumpled them up and threw
them at her. Looks like he missed for once. But as she opened the
parchment, she found that a very different message than she expected was
inside.
It was a tear stained note that
read,
Ginny Weasley, you are in
love with Harry Potter. Now what are you going to do about it? Sit here
all day? You know you have loved him since you saw him getting on the
train! For four years you have watched him, and done nothing about your
feelings! You are even having dreams about him! All you ever do is watch
him. What does he feel for you?
So this was how Ginny
felt! Hermione could relate so much! But did Harry know? Be sensible
Hermione, and stay out. After fighting with her conscience she decided
to let them work it out.
She then made her way back to
the Divination table, where Harry and Ron were stillin hysterics.
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Later that night, Harry was
sitting in an armchair by the fire, pondering his dreams, and Ginny. Where
has she been all day? Well, whatever you do Harry, don't let anyone know
that you like her. I do not like her!
Just then Ginny walked
into the room, her beautiful red hair bouncing all over the place.
Harry was just starng at her, like
he could do nothing else. He couldn't see her face, but there was something
wierd about her.
"Harry!"
'Huh? What?"
It was Ron. He had been waving
his hand right in front of Harry's face.
"I don't know. You just
blanked out there, mate."
" I don't know what you're
talking about!"
" Harry," said Hermione
quietly, "do you like Ginny?"
Why is she asking this?
"Well, ye-no. She's just a little annoyance."
Ron looked okay at this news,
but Hermione looked mortified
"What!"
Ron was laughing now. Hermione
looked venomously at him. Harry heard a small sob. He turned around and
saw Ginny mounting the stairs.
Oh my God. What did I just
say?
Ron went upstairs too, and Hermione
walked huffily away to a table, leaving Harry by himself.
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Ginny went to her dormitory.
She got on her pajamas, and got into
her bed. She closed the curtains
around her. I wish I could crumple up and die.
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Downstairs, Hermione waited
until everyone but her and Harry were gone. It was around midnight. She
knew she had said she wasn't going to get involved, but now she had to.
Did you see the look on Ginny's face?
"Harry," she started.
"I just want you to look at this. I found it in the library."
"Harry looked up, and she
handed him the tear stained parchment. Then she left.
Ginny Weasley, you are in
love with Harry Potter. It began. By the time he was finished reading
Harry knew who the girl in his dreams was, the girl he was head-over-heels
in love with. Ginny Weasley.
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Ginny couldn't sleep. I wonder
why? she thought. No one should be in the common room now. Yes,
go to the common room.
Ginny went down the stairs to
the common room. As soon as she got there however, she saw she wasn't
alone. Harry was there too.
She turned to go back upstairs
when she heard him.
"Wait Ginny. Don't go."
Harry walked up to her, and
before she could do a thing, he kissed her. Not a simple, everyday kiss.
As kiss that said I love you.
And for that moment, all was
right with the world.
The End
