A/N: So, I've recently read Goblet of Fire again, with a whole new understanding now that we have all seven books. There are a whole bunch of little details that I missed the first time around. This story takes place in the Common Room after Ron has asked Fleur to the ball. There will be four chapters, each one from a different character's point of view. Enjoy!
Ginny Weasley left the common room, angry tears stinging her eyes. How had she let this happen?! Harry was desperate enough for anyone…if only Neville had waited a few more hours she might have been going to the ball with Harry.
Not hungry at all Ginny slipped into the nearest classroom, closing the door behind her. She was going to kill Hermione. Take it easy, just relax around him, be yourself. That was the last time she took advice from someone having similar relationship issues. She knew Hermione was kicking herself for saying yes to Krum.
Ugh! Why had she said yes to Neville? Yes she had wanted to go, she hadn't thought anyone would ask her, and she felt bad for Neville but for Merlin's sake why couldn't he have waited until tomorrow?!
Ginny uttered a frustrated cry and slammed her hands onto a desk. It just wasn't fair. She had known Harry longer than Cho; he was best friends with her brother! He'd slept in her house! What did he see in that girl? Sure she was pretty and exotic. And yeah she was smart and popular and good at Quidditch, but really other than that…Ginny sighed. Who was she kidding? She had no hope of competing against Cho. To Harry, she was just Ron's kid sister, and probably always would be.
Suddenly tired, both physically and emotionally Ginny turned and slowly made her way back to the common room. "Why so glum?" the Fat Lady asked.
Ginny ignored her and climbed through the portrait hole. Ron and Harry were still in the common room, and Ron looked rather elated. "Guess what Ginny?" Ron said happily, "we're not losers after all! We've just got dates!"
"Really?" Ginny asked glumly, "who?"
"I'm going with Parvati and Ron's going with Padma, you know, her sister?" Harry said with a grin.
Something in Ginny snapped. Parvati was gorgeous and in Harry's year. What is she and Harry got on well? What if they started dating? Got married? Had kids? Ginny knew she was being irrational but she couldn't stop herself. "Well I hope you have a good time," she spat. "Good luck dancing with your two left feet Ron."
"Ginny!" They both looked at her in surprise.
"What's wrong with you?" Ron asked.
"None of your business," Ginny said acidly. "I'm going to bed."
She took off for the staircase, shooting a nasty glare at Lavender and Parvati as she passed them on the way up. She pulled on her pajamas and climbed into bed. She was glad that the others weren't back yet to question her about her mood.
You'd think after growing up with six brothers, dating would be easy. Unfortunately that meant the only female advice she got was from her mother and Hermione. Not the best.
A single tear rolled down Ginny's cheek. So much for having fun at the ball. She would have to watch Harry with other girls all night. Ginny sniffed. Why were boys so difficult to figure out?
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