A/N: This is my first fanfic. I hope you like it! All characters
(unfortunately) belong to J.K. Rowling. Thanks also go to my beta reader
Dr. C!
The common room was packed; Harry was sitting on a couch towards the
center of the room.
~“Wow…”~
Ginny had barely been able to concentrate on her Divination homework
with Harry sitting RIGHT there.
*“Pull yourself together! You’ve got to control your emotions! You’re
not a silly little love-struck girl anymore. Harry Potter is nothing more
than your brother’s best friend!”*
How Ginny wished she could make herself believe that. She had been getting
better; she had to admit. She could at least talk to Harry without blushing
scarlet and having to scurry away. Why, just the other day she had sat
right beside him while Hermione helped her with some Transfiguration homework.
His eyes were such a dark emerald shade of green… she had always thought
they were lovely but up close…
“Ginny!”
Suddenly Ginny snapped out of the almost trance-like state she was in
and realized Hermione was beckoning her over to ask her something. Hermione
and Ron had just joined Harry on the couch and Hermione had scooted over
just enough to fit Ginny in.
“So what did you get on your Transfiguration quiz?”
“Well, McGonagall hasn’t told us yet but-- rather high marks, I think!
All the stuff you told me really helped out! I wish I could be half as
smart as you!”
“Hermione could you scoot over a bit down there? Harry and I hardly have
any room
down here!”
“Ron, shove off.”
“Me? ME?! You want me to shove off! You’re the one who is always in such
a terrible mood, I don’t know why I even bother trying to talk to you
like a rational person!”
“Oh Ron, you don’t understand anything!!”
Hermione suddenly burst into tears and ran through the portrait hole.
“RON! GO AFTER HER!”
Ron and Hermione were always having a row about something. It was obvious
that they liked one another, even if Ron hadn’t figured it out yet. This
time was just too much; Ginny’s family knew her for having quite a temper
and this time it exploded.
“SHE’S RIGHT, YOU KNOW! YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND ANYTHING! YOU FANCY HER
AND SHE KNOWS IT! NOW IF YOU COULD JUST FIGURE THAT OUT! NOW ADMIT IT
TO YOURSELF AND GO AFTER HER, YOU GIT!”
Ron looked rather red now.
“No clue what you're talking about…” he said in a rather low voice but
went out the portrait hole any way.
Ginny plopped back down on the sofa still in a bit of a huff. Ron and
Hermione would probably be the cutest couple in all of Hogwarts if they
would just admit their feelings to one another.
~“Yeah, why don’t we take our own advice! Maybe we should admit that
we like Harry to his face!”~
*“Well that’s rather dumb! He already knows; our darling brothers
couldn’t make it more obvious. Not to mention we couldn’t have made it
more obvious, always blushing and scurrying off any time he came any where
with in a 5 foot radius of us.”*
~“That is true, not to mention what would be the purpose of admitting
it to him if he already knew and if
he didn’t like us. If he did he would have already said something,
right? I mean…”~
“Ginny?”
“Hmmm?”
It took a minute for Ginny to realize exactly who it was that was talking
to her. As soon as she did realize her stomach seem to melt away.
“You look like you're arguing with yourself.”
Ginny forced a sideways smile. She wondered if she really did look that
way or if he was just making a bit of a joke.
“You’re right, you know. About Ron and Hermione. It’s obvious that they
have a bit of a thing for each other.”
“Yeah, Ron is just rather thick-headed about things like that. Well,
I guess I'd better calm down and get back to this Divination homework.”
“You're taking Divination?”
“Yeah, it’s really rather boring. Some of the girls just seem to think
Trelawney is a goddess or something but I think she’s no more than an
old quack.”
“Yeah, that’s exactly how it was when I had her. Thank goodness I got
out of it this year. I hated her homework it was always so long and boring
and complicated, but Ron and I came up with a bit of a trick.”
“Really? Could you let such a wonderful secret go? I would be most appreciative!”
“For you? Of course!”
~“Was that a wink?”~
*“Who cares? Stop blushing, you’re going to blow our cover!”*
“See…”
~“He’s scooting over! I’m telling you he fancies us! It’s so obvious!”~
“…For all these you just put horrible deaths and such. See, like here
you could put something like ‘Gets run over by a rampaging Hippogriff.’
Ron and I really liked that one.”
“And she really falls for that? I could think of plenty of horrible things
to put on here. Half the things would have already happened to me!”
Ginny looked up her face was so close to Harry’s she felt like she might
have a heart attack. She felt her face go scarlet but she saw his go even
redder than hers felt (if that was possible).
~“Oh, he’s blushing! You like him, and when you get close to him
YOU blush, so HE must like you!”~
*“Are you kidding? This is Harry Potter we are talking about! How
many girls here would have him if he asked, and you think he would even
consider us?”*
~“Yes I do, and I think he would! We have to say something to him
about it!”~
*“ NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”*
~“Well, at least keep the conversation going.”~
“So, Ginny, are you going to the Quidditch match next week?”
“Yeah, I think so.
~“If you’ll be there, definitely!”~
“ I really wish there was some way we could get out and see professional
teams during the year! Maybe they could even come here.”
“Yeah that would definitely be cool. I wouldn’t mind seeing the Chudley
Cannons. Ron is always going on about them so!”
“Yeah, well, I don’t really like watching them that much. They aren’t
really that good at all. The last time they won a Cup was in 1892! I personally
like the Ballycastle Bats.”
“Doesn’t their mascot do the butterbeer commercials?”
“Yeah, that’s him! He’s so cute!”
“Yeah, I suppose… as cute as a bat can be!”
“That’s true.”
They both laughed and continued talking about lots of different things
and waiting for Ron and Hermione to get back. They sat there till the
entire common room was empty. Suddenly Ginny realized that she was very
tired and she let out a wide yawn.
“Tired?”
“Ohhh, a bit.”
“I wonder where Ron and Hermione could be.”
“Well, I have several ideas that might not be so bad!”
“Ginny! That’s pretty funny to imagine… but then again, it's also rather
disgusting.”
“Yeah, I know! I mean Hermione and Ron are your friends, but Ron is my
brother! What anyone would see in him I can’t imagine!”
Harry laughed.
“I never thought about it that way.”
“Well Harry, I don’t know what they are up to and maybe I don’t want
to, but I’m off to bed. I’ll see you in the morning.”
Ginny got up and started walking to the door to the girls' corridor.
“Ginny?”
“Yeah?”
“Tonight was nice.”
*“Nice? Could it have been any better?”*
“I thought so too.”
There was an uncomfortable pause.
“Well Harry I suppose I’ll be heading to bed now…”
“Ginny, wait.”
~“ I think it’s about to get better!”~
Harry got up and walked over to her.
“There is something I kind of wanted to tell you.”
He was looking down and seemed to be fascinated by his shoelaces.
“Well, I… um… well, I… “
“What is it, Harry?”
“I like you. I think that tonight was the first time I realized it or
admitted it to myself. When you were angry with Ron you were just so cute.
Your hair seemed to get redder and… well, I know this sounds crazy but
I guess I just realized I have liked you for a while. This year you are
so grown up and you aren’t just Ron’s little sister, and I don’t see how
I ever could have thought of you as just that!”
“Oh, Harry!!!”
She wrapped her arms around his neck and she felt his arms wrap around
his waist. She felt like if she never moved again it would be all right.
Then something even more unexpected happened. He leaned in and kissed
her. It wasn’t a deep kiss, just a tender almost-peck on the lips, but
it was more than Ginny had ever even dreamed of.
“Night, Gin.”
“G’night Harry.”
~“I told you!”~
*“For once I’m glad you were right!”*
