Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and Co.

Notes: Ginny is the major character here. She longs for a relationship with Harry but only gets shot down when something happens. Read the chapter to see what happens.

Chapter One

Just Friends

Ginny grumbled when the blazing, effulgent sun awoke her from her peaceful slumber. Her eyes would not cooperate with the warm hands brushing against her faces that gave a hard sensation in her cheeks, leaving it red in the process. Her eyelids flickered as if they were lights that were going off. She opened them when she could not stand the result the slapping gave to her cheeks.

She yawned loudly whilst bringing her hands up in the air indicating that she was now fully awaken from her short sleep. She groaned realizing that it was Monday yet again. Her biology class was going to start soon.

She was only twenty. She thought she would be enjoying parties, being crazy with her friends, and maybe go out on dates. It hadn't cross her mind that college would actually have work. She needed this if she wanted to be a successful healer.

The aroma of coffee flew through her nose. She knew it was her favourite kind. The one with French vanilla with sugar and cream. She turned round to see the bushy-haired brunette holding two tall blue mugs of coffee and a half a bagel.

"I see someone is finally awake." The bushy-haired senior said with a grin painted on her face.

She scratched her red hair as a scowl unfolded on the dainty face. Ginny wasn't happy to hear Hermione say she was going to be late to class again, if she didn't arrive in twenty minutes. She extracted the blanket off of her and abruptly grabbed her mug and bagel almost spilling the ardent, mahogany-coloured drink on the senior.

She swallowed the bagel with taking one bite. She drank the hot beverage in one gulp and hurriedly gotten her bathroom supplies. She headed toward the female showers facilities and she turned on the shower. The cold water hit her skin hard as she brushed off the icy feeling the water left as it brushed itself against her.

Classes were as boring as ever and she stared at the clock hoping 3:15 would come quickly. The minute hand persisted on staying put on 3:14 for more than sixty seconds in Ginny's eyes. The bell finally rang as she sprung out of her seat that could no longer contain this free college student.

Her beautiful, red hair bounced quickly as she ran towards her dorm room. She her stomach had a knot in it because of hunger. She brushed off the hunger feeling as she pulled her homework into her black tote. She ran out of the room before Hermione could even think about visiting the topic of 'where are you going?'.

Ginny had a date—well study-date, which is still a date in her book. She was about to do homework in the library with Harry Potter. The Harry Potter. She could hardly wait to be greeted with that deep voice of his, and when her brown eyes met with his emerald green eyes.

The city's public library wasn't too far from Burmington University. A really prestigious college, the best in the United Kingdom. Ginny pushed the door leading to the library hardly. She couldn't contain her excitement because never in a million years would she thought that Harry would actually take an interest in her.

Ginny was of course a pretty girl. Her long red hair was beautiful, the orange glow it gave and the small curls were amazingly pretty. Her beautiful caramel eyes shined bright every time she saw Harry. Her sweet kindness that makes her talks to anybody who seems to be friendly to her.

Ginny was used to the fact that Harry would never take an interest in her. She may be beautiful in many men's eyes but all she yearned was for Harry to want a relationship in her. Just when that would never happen, Harry asks her out of the blue, if she wanted to do homework together.

Ginny had never been so excited for a date before. Harry never asked her. She knew she shouldn't have gotten so worked up about the date but she could not help but smile at the thought of getting married to Harry.

'Whoa! Marriage all ready? Let's get past the first date first.' Ginny thought silently to herself. She sat at an empty table. Ginny pulled out all her homework and tried to get started to get over her anxiousness about Harry.

Minutes that passed soon turned into an hour. She couldn't believe Harry stood her up. She packed her books since she had finished her homework unintentionally. Tears formed in her eye before she wiped them away with her blue-sleeved shirt.

"Am I too late for the party?" Ginny spun around when she heard a soft deep voice. To her surprised it was Harry. She yanked out her seat and hurriedly sat on it waiting for Harry to do the same.

"I thought you weren't coming." Ginny said while a smile emerged that she could not help but showing to Harry.

"I'm so sorry, Gin. I got sidetracked with… never mind about that, it isn't important. What's important that I'm studying with you?" Harry sweetly responded while he couldn't help putting a smile on his face.

Studying had taken longer than she had expected it. When they finally closed the book it was 5:15. It had been nice. Laughter sprung here and there. Jokes spun around the table and the librarian shushing them too many times to count.

A roar emerged from somewhere that was heard between Harry and Ginny. Ginny clutched her stomach knowing that it wouldn't accept 'no food' for an answer. Ginny heard Harry laughing as hard as he could. She could feel blood rushing into her creamy face.

"Sounds like your hungry, didn't you eat anything, Gin?" Harry asked while trying to swallow laughter.

"Well a bagel and I drank coffee." Ginny honestly answered knowing that skipping on meals was what Harry hated about girls.

"Well how 'bout I buy you something to eat like something real sugary?" Harry proposed now that laughter was flushed out of his system.

Another grumble came from her slim stomach. "Well seeing as my stomach will not quiet down, I have no choice in the matter." Ginny chuckled.

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The restaurant was filled with young adults such as Ginny and Harry having a fun time. They took their seats while they clutched a menu in their hand. The restaurant was specializing in deserts indicating why it was called Mew Café.

A waiter flew over to them. He pulled out a small wad of parchment bounded by a small paper cover. He flipped open the notebook whilst taking his quill to take their order.

"Chocolate!" Was the answer Ginny couldn't refrain from shouting. He wrote it down and hurried off to get lots of chocolates.

Soon after that the table was filled with chocolate cake, brownies, chocolate chip cookies, muffins filled with chocolate. Lots and lots of chocolate surfaced the table. Ginny hurriedly cut a piece of the triple chocolate cake and shoved it into her mouth.

Harry watched her suck all that chocolate into her mouth grinning because he knew he had satisfied Ginny with his offering.

"Enjoying yourself, Gin?" Harry asked chuckling to himself. Ginny just nodded while shoving more pieces of chocolate into her mouth. Who knew her mouth could open so wide?

Ginny reached out for the third piece of cake before she felt a hand brush hers. She saw green eyes staring at her. He shook his head while running his hand into his ebony, untidy hair.

"Gin, you eat more than Ron." Harry added after realizing his insult toward the Weasley child, "Not that it's a bad thing."

Ginny stared into his beautiful green eyes, and chuckled. She took a napkin and wiped the chocolate residue on her mouth and she took another one to wipe Harry's chocolate residue.

"Thanks Harry, it makes me feel so better." Ginny said. She was happy that she could just be herself around Harry unlike other girls who act like different people around him and other boys.

"Your welcome, Gin, I'm so happy to hear that I gave you a compliment." The laughing boy responded.

It wasn't long till his mobile phone rang. He pulled it out slowly and sighed when he saw who it was. "Yeah." He answered softly so Ginny wouldn't able to hear. Mumbles of word was all

Ginny could come up with. "Not now okay. I'll talk to you later." Harry closed the cellphone as fast as he could.

"Gin, would you please excuse me?" Harry said jumping up before Ginny could ask him where he was going to go. He hurriedly left the place and went to the restroom leaving only his wallet and mobile phone behind.

Ginny couldn't resist picking up the black L G Shine and checking it out. She could hardly breath because she felt like it was a crime. She let it slide as she checked out the buttons on the mobile phone.

She clicked the redial button and put the phone to her ears. She listened to the cute ringtone the phone made. She waited a few seconds before the phone was picked up by it sounded like some girl.

"Who is this? Harry is it you?" A voice rang through the phone. Ginny dropped the phone slowly until it fell unto the cushioned seat. Tears welled up in her tear ducts whilst waiting to be allowed to fall.

Ginny abruptly dried her tears and could hear the sounds of the woman's voice in her head multiples of times. She could not help but taking a napkin to wipe the tears that was spilling down her cheek regardless to what she thought about the tears.

The voice she heard wasn't something she liked hearing. The soft tone is all Ginny could hear. The voice she heard belong to a familiar girl. It was Cho Chang. The girl of Asian ancestry, which Harry had fallen for in his fourth and fifth year at the Hogwarts Secondary School.

She put the phone where it was position before on the table. She saw Harry coming back to the table. It was then she realized something.

"Okay Gin, let me pay before we leave." Harry says finding a few sickles in his pocket. He put it on the table and they both left the restaurant.

Ginny knew that Harry and Her could never be a couple but they would remain to be friends for the rest of her life.

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A/N: Well this is the first chapter. I hope you enjoy reading it as I enjoyed writing it. This story is about Ginny and Harry and about their love. I sorry about the errors because I'm usually am too lazy to revise my work. I guess I should lose the habit.

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