AN-this is my first fanfic. Ginny/Neville. This is Chapter One.
Ginny sat outside, waiting for the train to come and take her home. As she sat, she began to think of Neville. Ginny had always admired his intelligence and kindness. He didn't know how much she liked him though. She figured Neville wouldn't go for her, for whatever reason. So she thought about him to herself, never even telling any of her friends about her crush on him. Ginny dreamed about Neville. About his big, strong hands caressing her and holding her in his arms. She hadn't realized how long she'd been sitting there until Hermione called her name.
"Ginny! Come on, the train's here!"Hermione yelled.
"I'll be along," Ginny replied.
Ginny gathered up her bags and her trunk and walked to the train. Walking down the aisle, she spotted the compartment Neville was in and her heart skipped a beat. Ginny kept walking until she found Hermione. She pulled open the compartment door and stored her luggage before plopping down opposite Hermione.
"What were you thinking about? It took you so long to notice I was calling you..." Hermione asked.
"Nothing...nothing at all. I was just thinking, about life," Ginny lied.
"Oh, okay. Well I'm going for a snooze," Hermione said as she yawned and closed her eyes.
"Alright,"Ginny replied.
While Hermione was sleeping, Ginny began to think about Neville again. She couldn't keep him off her mind. He seemed like the perfect boy for her. But then Ginny considered the bedroom aspect and figured Neville wouldn't be as feisty as she liked. Even so, Ginny knew that she had to get him or she might just go mad. She began to scheme, each plan becoming more and more ridiculous. Ginny decided that she would get Neville at any cost. She drifted off into sleep herself, beginning yet another dream about him.