Chapter 1

As she boarded the Hogwarts Express, Ginny knew that this year, her sixth year at Hogwarts, would be different. No more naive Ginny. There was no time to be childish. She had a mission.

Once on the train she decided to look around for a compartment with atleast one familiar (hopefully friendly) face. She walked up and down the train until she found the trio and some others. Because they'd all arrived early, she decided that, atleast for now, this would do. As she walked in, they all glanced up at her and smiled. All, that is, except for Harry.

Ginny and Harry finally gotten together in the beginning of the summer. He'd been resistant at first. He said that it'd be way too dangerous for them to get together. That he had many enemies that would go after her just to hurt him. Ginny just thought that was stupid. Regardless of whether or not they got together, she was still in danger by being his friend.

Finally, after she convinced him that he shouldn't feel guilty, they started dating. At first it was nothing serious, just a few moments of kissing here and there. But after about the fifth week, they started to get more intimate. Soon, they began to discuss of the possibility of sex. They were both virgins so this would no only be a big step in their relationship, but a big step in both their lives.

Once they began to contemplate it, Ginny began to feel... different. She began to feel confused. She knew that she'd always had a crush on Harry but now... she didn't really know if she liked him. I mean sure, these months had been amazing... but maybe that was just the physical aspect of it. I mean, she really didn't know him that well before and now that she was finally getting the right view of him... she just wasn't... interested.

Once she realized that she didn't like Harry, she broke it off right then. She couldn't go through with their plans if she knew that she didn't like him. He was totally confused and completely heart-broken. He wouldn't talk to her the whole summer. He just stalked around the Burrow refusing to let her explain herself to him.

Hermione felt bad for him and comforted him as best she could. She had talks with him that lasted the whole night, took walks with him around the street, took him out to lunch, and made him treats in the kitchen.

The night before they were to board the Hogwarts express to start a new year, Ginny was having a horrible dream. She was dreaming that Voldemort had captured her brothers and that she was being forced to watch. She fought against the ropes holding her down. Trying to reach them, help them. She couldn't do it. She continued struggling until she woke up, trembling and sweating. She looked over to Hermione's bed to see her missing. Although she knew that she had probably fallen asleep talking to Harry as she had many nights before, the images of her nightmare still flashed into her mind.

Quietly she got out of bed and slipped on some slippers. She creaked over and opened the door. After making sure that the coast was clear, she crept up the stairs to Harry's room. As she reached the door she stopped.

Was that a moan? She pressed her ear up to the door.

"Ughhh," She heard a male voice groan. Ginny didn't know what to do. She reached for the handle.

"Ohh, Harry! Oooooh!" It was Hermione. She knew right then that no one was being tortured, or killed, or murdered. She had to look and confirm what she knew in her heart was true. She pushed down the handle and pushed open the door so that there was barely a crack open. When she looked, she felt horrified. There he was. Her ex-boyfriend. Pounding into her best friend... make that ex-best friend. As she went for the handle to close the door, her fingers grazed the doors frame and a sharp splinter jammed itself into her knuckle.

"Fuck!" Yep... she yelled it. She look down at her now bleeding knuckle. As soon as she realized that she had just yelled out and made her self known, she looked up. Her eyes were met by four others. Two were shocked and guilt-ridden. The other two, well... let's just say that the term "smug" is an understatement.

Before she knew what she was doing she jumped forward, grabbed the handle on the door and slammed it closed. She closed her eyes. What the fuck was she doing? How would she face them the next day? As soon as she began thinking these thoughts, she heard a commotion behind her. She didn't want to talk to either of them about this EVER. So she just ran down the stairs. As soon as she got into her room she locked the door. What the fuck was she going to do?

The next morning, as they all prepared their trunks and packed their supplies, Ginny walked down to the kitchen. She had packed her things the night before to avoid the hustle and bustle of everybody in the morning. As she walked in she saw that someone was looking into the refrigerator. She couldn't tell who it was because they were behind the open door.

"Good morning." she greeted. The refrigerator door closed.

"Good morning, Ginny," Harry said. She stared at him, wide-eyed. She didn't know what to say. Fortunately, he started talking first.

"Thanks for the visit last night. Sorry, I was a bit busy." He said, barely trying to hide his satisfied smirk.

"Very funny." she said. "How could you do that?"

"That's what you fucking get." He whispered rather loudly. "That's what you fucking get for dumping me."

"You did that to get back at me?" She asked incredulously.

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"Of course I did. Now I got to fuck her and no one wants to fuck you." he said straight into her face.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? How could you use her like that?!"

"Oh, who CARES, Ginny?! I'm not a fucking virgin anymore. That's what counts. You on the other hand will likely die a fucking virgin." He said loudly.

"I could have sex with whoever I fucking want. When we get back to school, get ready. You're going to see a whole new Ginny." She said even louder.

"Yeah, alright Ginny. You're a fucking prude little girl. You make all these threats and promises and you don't go along with a single one."

Ginny's eyes hardened. "Oh yeah. WATCH me keep this one." She said.

Anyways, back to what I was saying... As she walked in, they all glanced up at her and smiled. All, that is, except for Harry. He just put his arm around Hermione and looked smug. She gave him her fakest smile and walked to sit next to her brother.

A/N: Hey guys, well this is the first fic that I've ever written and I'm really excited about it. Let me know what you guys think

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