Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter but I do own a Nick Fury action figure thingy.

Author's Note: Another drabble! This is rather obviously Ginny, I'd say this is taking place in HBP. Please Review!


The look in his eyes conveys warmth that she never saw with her past boyfriends. It's something different, bigger.

She notices the little things like when he smiles his eyes twinkle like stars in the sky, or when his hand brushes hers a light blush appears on his cheeks.

She tells herself she's reading far too much into all that but sometimes when he looks at looks at with his big green eyes and silly crooked grin looks at her with her sharp tongue and forever-there-crush.

She can see it.

She knows.

She knows he likes her more than his best friend's little sister.

And even though she wants to just jump into his arms and succumb to her childhood dreams, she won't.

She won't be the girl who falls into the hero's lap.

She refuses to be that silly eleven year old sticking her elbow in the butter dish.

She's a big girl now.

She isn't going to open herself up for someone who will always be holding something back, no matter how much she cares about them.

But maybe, just maybe if he'd admit it to himself and actually tell her why he looks at her like that.

Then maybe she'll let herself be loved by Harry Potter.


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