"Er- G-G-Ginny? Would y-you like t-to go t-to th-the Y-Yule B-Ba-Ball with me-me? N-n-not a-as y'know, dates, j-just a-as f-friends, or-or s-something?"
Ginny had told Neville Longbottom yes. Quite warmly, and happily, in fact. She liked Neville, he was a good friend, and no one else had asked her to the Ball (third years were only allowed if they were going as a date for one of the older students).
There was really no doubt in Ginny's mind that going to the Yule Ball with Neville Longbottom would be fun.
~oOo~
Hours later, unable to sleep, Ginny lay in her bed, staring at the ceiling, bed hangings drawn around her. She shifted, pulling her blankets up a bit. It was a chilly night.
Harry.
stupidgirlstupidgirlstopthinkingabouthim
Ginny had been thinking of Harry Potter (small, fleeting thoughts, but thoughts nonetheless) ever since she agreed to go with Neville (as friends!).
It'll be fun, she had told Neville.
Ginny had fancied Harry Potter since she was ten. She was thirteen now.
Three years.
She remembered the way she had stuttered around him. Harry had turned her into a shy, clumsy, stuttering mess. She remembered that stupid Valentine in First Year (Fresh pickled toads, really, Ginny?). She had been so humiliated. And how he had saved her life…
Stupid girl.
Ginny wasn't like the other girls, though. She liked him. Not The Boy Who Lived. Harry.
Stupid Girl, Ginny chided herself gently, for what had to be the thousandth time. He'll never fancy you, get over it.
Stupid Girl.
~oOo~
(One week later)
A slight problem had arisen. Harry had not date. As a school champion, he would be doing the opening dance, which meant he had to have a date. Several girls had asked him out, but he'd rejected them (prat). He'd asked Cho Chang out, but she was already going with Cedric Diggory (the other Hogwarts champion, long story). Huh. Ironic.
"Right," Ron, Ginny's brother was saying, "This is getting stupid, Ginny, you can go with Harry, and I'll just-"
"I can't." She replied, turning bright red.
Suffice to say, Ginny, really, really, hated her life at that moment.
Ugh. Stupid girl.
~oOo~
A/N: Yeah, I don't own Harry Potter. Review please.