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When was he going to notice me?

I'd fancied him since I first saw him on Platform Nine and Three Quarters and that was four years ago! Oh, of course, he was my friend and all that but I wanted more. I mean, I know he wears glasses but is he really that blind?! He spends all his time moping around after Cho. Can't he see that he's on to a no-hoper there and that he should like me?

It was the beginning of my fourth year at Hogwarts. Everyone else was in the Gryffindor common room exchanging summer holiday gossip. I, on the other hand, was sat on my bed in the girls' dormitory thinking about Harry. He'd gone to stay with his aunt and uncle at the beginning of summer but then, when Dumbledore decided it was safe, he came to stay with us. It should've been wonderful. Most girl's would give their right arm (or any assortment of limbs) to have the boy they fancy stay in their house for a whole month. But I'm not most girls and Harry Potter is certainly not most boys.

At first he was really subdued. Who could blame him? You-Know-Who was back and everyone was terrified. But after about a week he livened up a bit. I'd love to be optimistic here and say it was because of me but I think it was due to him being a boy and, basically, not wanting to let our Ron see that he possesses such things as feelings. He spent most of the time practicing Quidditch (using a golf ball) with Ron, Fred and George in the orchard so I didn't see that much of him. Except at meal times, of course. I was such an idiot! I kept dropping things, spilling things, putting my elbows in my plate. He must know that I like him from the way I acted around him (even if it was unintentional) so why isn't he doing anything about it?

I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't here Hermione come into the room.

"Ginny... Are you OK?"

I looked up, startled. "Erm, yes. I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?"

"Well, you haven't come down to see everyone today and you were very quiet on the train and... And... Oh, Ginny, it's Harry, isn't it?" Hermione looked at me pityingly.

I flushed red. "I don't know what you mean, Herm."

"Oh, come on! It's so obvious you like him! I honestly think Harry's the only one who doesn't know!" she smiled, "Don't let it get you down, Gin. I know he liked Cho for the last year or so but it is possible to like more than one person."

"What are you getting at?"

"I'm saying that I think he'd say yes if you were to ask him out sometime."

I smiled at her. "Really? You really think that?"

"I wouldn't say it if I didn't. Look, there's going to be another Yule Ball this year. I know it's a while off but why don't you, when the time comes, ask him to go with you. I'm sure he'll say yes."

"OK. But on one condition."


"That you ask Ron."

Hermione grinned shyly at me and left the room, leaving me alone with my - now much happier - thoughts.