Thump. Thump. THUMP! my head calls out to me, trying it's hardest to annoy me.
And it's suceeding. But, then again, I haven't been hard to annoy lately. Maybe it's the weather... maybe it's snape.... maybe it's seeing Ginny with Dean everyday.
I don't understand why it annoys me so badely, maybe i'm to protective of her. I mean, haven't we behaved like siblings all summer? But if that were the case, why don't I feel the same way about Hermione?
I've been her bestfriend for six years! if it were beeing protective then I would have had to break Krum's jaw two years ago... The way he was snogging all over her. Ron was right whe he said Krum was a pig, but I didn't mind....
So why do I mind Ginny and Dean? Surely it isn't the fact that she smells so good...and her hair is so long and shiny. She has those deep brown eyes.... Oh god, do I like my bestfriends little sister? What would Ron do if he found out?!? I have to figure all this out, but how can I when my head is still THUMPING? goddammit!
Suddenly, I noticed a lone figure up in the hallway. Then she headed in my direction and I realized it was Ginny Weasley, sobbing histerically. She obviously didn't notice me until we were only a few feet apart, and I reached out a hand to stop her from running into me.
"Ginny, what's wrong? Are you ok, did Dean hurt you?" I asked, turning red in anger at the thought.
"N... No, he didn't. He..... I broke up with him." ginny sniffled, and my heart soared at that tought. Ginny was officially single.
"Gin, why are you crying? He was a dreadful boy anyway, he isn't worth your attention." I tried to consol the girl, realizing that my hansd was still on her arm.
ginny looked up at me, and she was still beautiful even with tear stained eyes. "Harry not everyboy is like you! Dean was nice enough, but he wasn't like you."
"well maybe you should date someone like me?" I suggested mildly, not realizing what I was saying.
Ginny's tear filled eyes looked into mine and she moved closer to me. "what?" she asked, looking confusedly at me as if she was looking for something in my eyes.
I looked deep into those brown jewels, and leaned down slightly so I could press my lips to hers. "I like you Ginny. Do you want to go out with me?" I breathed, my lips traveling to her ears.
Ginny mutely nodded, and pressed her lips to mine once more.
I smiled. The thumping had stopped.
