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After a while of talking idly with Lavender Brown about her new fashion magazine, Harry came thundering down the stairs, looking exceptionally good in a pair of baggy jeans and tight black t-shirt. Once again, couldn't help but stare.
"Ready?" he asked, running his hand through his unruly black hair and adjusting his glasses.
"Yup, let's go," I said, bouncing up from my seat and following Harry to the portrait hole.
When we arrived at the Great Hall, there were only a handful of students left eating, but most of the teachers were left at the table, talking amongst themselves. Harry and I sat at usually spot on the Gryffindor table and Harry immediately went for the food that appeared in front of us.
"You're only eating salad?" Harry asked, looking down at my plate full of greens.
"Yeah, I'm trying the whole vegetarian thing," I said with a shrug. Harry nodded and went back to eating his chicken.
"So how was your game of quidditch?" I asked, trying to make small talk.
"Great. Ron and I creamed Dean and Seamus," Harry said laughing.
I nodded and smiled. Harry is back to being the house seeker on the team, leaving me as a second stringer, so basically I don't play anymore. That's all right, Harry is more talented anyway.
"There you are mate!" Ron cheered from the Great Hall doorway. So much for lunch alone with Harry.
"Oy! Ron!" Harry called back, raising his hand, which Ron promptly grabbed before sitting down.
"Ginny," Ron said coolly, looking everywhere around the Great Hall except at me.
"Ron," I said just as coolly, looking right at him, making him squirm. Harry just sat quietly looking from Ron to me.
"You have a lot of nerve you know that?" Ron asked suddenly, bringing his eyes to meet mine.
"What do you mean?" I asked, putting my fork down.
"Sneaking around behind my back and then when I try to help you, you act so childish about it," Ron said.
"Oh please, you aren't trying to help me! You're trying to ruin my life!" I snapped, causing people around us to turn around and stare.
"I am not!" Ron yelled, becoming very frustrated.
"Yes, you are!" I said, shoving my plate away from me and standing up.
"Ginny, don't go," Harry said, causing me to stop, "You two need to talk things out."
"There is no talking with him Harry! It's either his way or the highway," I said, pointing an accusing finger at Ron.
"Ginny, wait up!" Ron called as I walked out of the Great Hall and out the front doors, desperately needing some fresh air.
"Ginny!" Ron called bursting through the front doors after me.
"What?" I yelled, whipping around to glare at my brother, "Can't I walk outside anymore? Or would that be against your rules?"
"Ginny, look, I love you. You're my little sister, and I just want to make sure no one hurts you like Malfoy did," Ron said, walking slowly up to me. I just stood there, crossing my arms over my chest.
"So what I'm trying to say is that……I'm sorry," Ron said finally, looking down at the ground and shoving his hands into his pockets.
"And?" I asked.
"And I'll let you make your own decisions from now on," Ron sighed.
"Good. And I'm sorry that I said that I hated you," I said, punching him lightly in the arm.
"I knew you didn't," Ron said, laughing lightly, "I'm just too loveable."
"Oh please, don't flatter yourself," I said, shaking my head.
"Hey now!" Ron laughed, putting his hand on his chest as if I wounded him.
"Are you two cool now?" Harry asked, standing at the top of the stone steps that lead to the front door.
"Yeah, it's all good," Ron said, putting his arm around my shoulders and giving me a giant one-armed hug.
"Brilliant," Harry laughed, jogging down the steps to meet up with Ron and I.
"Ginny!" a voice called from behind me.
"Hey Jerry!" I said as Jerry Rigald walked slowly up to me. Jerry was a very tall boy with a handsome face and curly blonde hair.
"Ron, Harry," Jerry said nodding at my brother and Harry.
"Rigald," they both replied, Ron through clenched teeth. I shot him look and he unclenched his fists.
"Would you like to take a walk with me?" Jerry asked, holding his hand out to me.
"Alright," I said grabbing his hand and gave a small wave to Ron and Harry.
"Be careful," Ron called, making me shoot him another look.
"I heard your brother caught you sneaking in last night," Jerry said as we sat down up the lake. Boy, news sure does travel fast in this school.
"Yeah, but it's all good now," I said, throwing a rock into the water.
"Brilliant," Jerry said, leaning back onto his arms, smiling lazily at me.
"Yeah, it'll be nice to control my own life for once," I joked, throwing in another rock.
"Yeah, nice," Jerry said, reaching up to stroke my hair.
"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for Ron to treat me like an adult," I said, throwing in another rock.
"Uh huh," Jerry said, sitting up and kissing my shoulder, sending a cold shiver down my spine.
"Jerry wha…" I began, only to be cut off by Jerry's lip crashing down onto mine.
"Jerry stop!" I yelled, breaking away.
"Come on Gin," Jerry said, trying to kiss me again.
"No! Stop!" I yelled again, slapping his hands away from my shoulders.
"Babe, don't worry, I won't hurt you," Jerry promised, pushing me down on the grass and started to kiss me again.
"I said stop it!" I yelled, breaking away again.
"What the fuck is your problem?" Jerry yelled angrily.
"I just want to take it slow," I said rubbing my arms.
"We've been taking it slow for three weeks, now it's time for some fun. I've heard what you did with all those other guys, so don't try to play innocent with me!" Jerry yelled, standing up in a flurry.
"Those were just rumors, they're not true!" I snapped, standing up myself.
"Oh please, you're nothing but a dirty slut," Jerry sneered, bending down and throwing a clump of dirt in my face. He laughed, then pushed me to the ground before walking away.
I don't know how long I sat there crying, but I heard the familiar sound of people scurrying to get to the quidditch game between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw.
I did the best I could to wipe away the dirt from my face before joining the streaming crowd.
"Ginny over here!" Hermione called from her seat in the stands, pointing to the empty seat between her and Hagrid.
"Have you been crying?" Hermione asked with concern as I sat down next to her. I made sure no one was listening as I told her the story of what happened starting from when Ron and I made up.
"Oh that Rigald boy is such a jerk!" Hermione gasped, looking very angry indeed.
"It's no big deal really," I said with a shrug before turning my attention to the match.
I saw Jerry riding high and mightily upon his broom, following Harry wherever her went. Jerry was the seeker for the Ravenclaw team, but he was no match against Harry.
The game continued on, growing more intense as the teams stayed tied at 90-90, and the seekers were growing desperate to find the golden snitch.
"Oy! Look at Harry!" Neville yelled, pointing at Harry taking a sudden nose dive with Jerry in tow.
"Come on Harry!" Hermione and I cheered.
"He's caught it! Potter has caught the snitch! Gryffindor wins!" the announcer boomed over the field, making everyone in the Gryffindor stands cheer loudly.
"Great games guys," I said cheerfully, hugging Ron.
"Yeah, but it was tough," Ron sighed, rubbing his sore shoulders as Hermione carried his broom.
"I think we should gather some snacks from the kitchen and have a little party in the common room," Harry said, raising his eyebrow at Ron and agreed with a nod.
"Oh really you two, those house elves work hard enough as it is without giving you guys freebee's whenever you wish," Hermione scolded.
"Hermione, how many times have I told you, they enjoy working!" Ron sighed, shaking his head at the bushy-haired girl.
"I still don't think it's right," Hermione muttered as we reached the locker rooms.
"Meet you later," Harry said, following Ron in.
Later that night, everyone in Gryffindor, including Hermione, waited in the common room and cheered loudly when the portrait hole opened, revealing the house team, Ron and Harry with their arms full of treats.
"How did you get these?" Lavender Brown asked as they dumped the treats on a table in the corner.
"With a little help from our friends Prongs, Mooney, and Padfoot," Ron said, nudging Harry with his elbow.
"Whatever," Lavender said, grabbing for a chocolate truffle.
Music began blaring somewhere from the WWN, and everyone began to dance widely around the room.
"Come on Herms!" I yelled, grabbing Hermione's arm and dragging her to the 'dance floor' in the middle of the common room.
She and I danced together for three songs before The Weird Sisters new slow song came on and all the boys and girls began to partner up.
"May I have this dance?" Harry asked me, sending butterflies jolting through my stomach.
"Um..yeah…of course," I stuttered, putting my arms around Harry's neck and resting my head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around my waist. I couldn't help but notice the looks of disappointment and envy being shot at us from the other girls in the room.
Ahh…I'm in heaven!
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