Authors Note: Hey everybody. This is my first fanfic so be honest. I'll try to update pretty often. Please review. Oh and I don't own any Harry potter it belongs to the author Rowling.

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Chapter1- Big Boom

Harry lay sleeping in his small dusty cot in Ron's room. It had been raining for days and there seemed to be no end in sight. The garden was flooded to the point where you could see a garden gnome or two doing the backstroke between heads of cabbages. It was just after 2:00 in the morning when the thunder became so unbearable. When a particularly loud clap of thunder rose Harry jump so that he tumbled off the cot ad onto the floor.

"Did you hear that Ron?"

But the cause was lost, Ron hadn't even stopped snoring.

"Lousy git."

Harry collected himself off the floor, shoved his glasses on his face and crept, unnecessarily quietly to the door of the attic room he and Ron shared. He went down the three flights of stairs being careful to avoid the squeaky floor boards of the landing just outside Ginny and Hermione's room. He walked to the kitchen and flipped on the light switch intent on making some tea and going back to bed but ended up flat on his back making him see little silvery spots above his eyes.

"What the….!"

"Holy hell!" Ginny said as her sympathetic face started to swim above him intermixed with the fading silvery spots.

"Gin?" Harry said almost dreamily. "What are you doing down here, I heard snoring in your room…." he started to trail off as he looked at her, the kitchen light above her making her hair glow.

"Come on, lets get you in a chair" she said as she helped him up and walked him over to the table.

She looked at him over once he was sitting. He had obviously not taken well to the storms outside, just as she hadn't. She could tell that he wasn't used to being cooped up in doors. He had his head on the table and Ginny turned his back on him and went to the freezer putting ice in a towel and putting it on Harry's head. He reached up and held the ice in place.

"Thanks Gin." he mumbled as he turned his head to look at her.

Bad idea he thought, wincing his head began to throb worse. Ginny was wearing nothing but dark green pajama pants and a white tank top that barely came to her belly button. 'She's so gorgeous.' He thought.

"Want some?" she asked as she noticed Harry watching her.

"Uh yea, thanks." he said recovering quickly from his thoughts.

Ginny got up and got another mug, poured some hot chocolate into it and came around the table, sitting it in front of Harry, and then sitting down in the chair next him. His eyes were closed and his cheek lay on the cool wooden table.

"Harry?" she softly said grinning brushing his cheek with the back of her hand.

"Hmm." He said still not opening his eyes but moving closer to Ginny and throwing an arm unconsciously around her waste.

"Harry?" She said running her hand through his hair.

"Uhh." he said opening his eyes blearily. Ginny grinned at him.

"You can't go to sleep yet, you hit your head pretty bad." she said taking the ice from him and sliding the cup of hot chocolate closer to him. Getting up she realized that Harry hadn't moved his arm from around her waste. She took his arm from around her and laid it around the steaming mug.

"Drink that, it will make you feel better." she said as she went to the freezer to refill the ice pack. Harry grinned watching her.

"You sound like Remus." he said.

"Well he is extremely intelligent." she said back grinning broadly at him.

"Yea, that must be why." he said rolling his eyes and sipping his cocoa.

Ginny returned to the table and help the ice to the back of Harry's head where there was a nice knot forming. Harry put down the cup and turned to look at the beauty next to him. She wasn't paying attention. She was watching the rain splatter the window above the sink. Harry shifted awkwardly in his chair and Ginny turned to look at him.

"What?" she said with a curious grin.

Harry wrinkled his face in thought, not sure if he should do anything since the last he heard was that Ginny belonged to Dean. Not to mention the fact that she was his best friend's little sister.

"You're just beautiful." he mumbled under his breath.

Ginny was taken back but happy all the same. Finally she knew something might be there. Of course Harry did just take a rather bad fall and it could be the slight concussion talking.

"What?"

"I suppose you're going to tell Dean now." Harry grumbled as he laid his back on the table already regretting that he had said anything. He had kept it in for the past two years and he chose this night to tell her, the night that she was taking pity on him and had seen him fall flat on his back.

"Why would I?" she said shrugging.

"You're taken, I shouldn't have said that."

"You're right; you shouldn't have…" she paused looking at the disappointment on Harry's face. "If I was really going out with Dean."

She got up and walked across the room putting her cup in the sink.

"But you said that you and Dean had…snogged…." Harry trailed off.

Ginny came back around the table.

"I'm going back to bed, keep that ice on there for a while, oh and Harry…" she stopped and leaned down to where her lips were brushing against Harry's ear making him flush. "I lied I never snogged Dean, never went out with him either."

What was she doing to him, what was she playing at?

"G'night Harry."

"G'night." he gulped, as he watched her leave the room.

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So there it is…my first attempt. Tell me what ya think.