Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter.
A/N: First off, if you want to read a really good Harry Potter fanfic, follow this link: .net/s/7106982/1/Love_Strikes.
Guess what guys? This isn't a one-shot! I'm planning three chapters. This is written for the Second Annual Can You Write A Romance? challenge, which is being run by Dear. Dark. Destiny. Through a little confusion, I ended up with Ginny, Crabbe, and Cho (yayyy). I also need to include the word dimple three times in the story. I am going to bold the word when I use it.
I look down at the beautiful girl laying her head on my chest. Her amazing red hair tickles my chin. She pulls me closer, and looks up into my eyes.
"I love you, Vince." She whispers.
Being the good boyfriend I am, i respond, saying, "Love you, too, Gin."
But do I really love her? Yeah, she's hot, but am I in love with her, or the attention I'm getting? Am in love with her bright personality? Or the fact that when I'm with her, I'm a person, and not just Malfoy's sidekick? Am in love with her extremely cute dimple? Or the fact that I'm semi-popular, now that I'm going out with Ginny Weasley.
Honestly, I really don't think I'm in love with her. I think I'm in love with what she represents. It occurs to me, that I don't really know what love is.
"Hun," She yawns, "Can we go to bed? It's late, and we have a full day of classes left."
"Sure. Whatever you want to do," I reply, kissing her dimple.
A/N: I know it's short, but this just the set up for the story. Also, I know Crabbe is a bit OOC, but it works for the story.
Please review! Thanks so much