All's fair in love and Wheezes
My first ever attempt at a fan fic-please R+R!
The point of view will change throughout the story…just giving you a little heads up there
I OWN NOTHING…unfortunately
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GINNY'S POV
Harry and I were sitting on the couch in the Gryffindor common room. The fire crackled and reflected off his bright green eyes. I couldn't stop staring! What was wrong with me? There was something about him. He was cute, funny, everything. I remembered back when I couldn't even speak to him-THAT was embarrassing. I'd gotten over that, but sometimes I just couldn't help staring.
HARRY'S POV
She was looking at me. I could feel it. I tried to hide my smile-Ginny was beautiful and it was hard to imagine that she had fallen for a guy like me, who could never compare. She was so outspoken and courageous. Her red hair was clipped back, rather than hanging free the way I liked it. I reached my hand toward the offensive clip-
"I don't understand why it is so hard for you to just keep your snogging to yourselves!"
"I don't understand why it is so hard for you to just mind your own business!" Hermione and Ron burst through the portrait hole, shouting at each other no doubt about how Hermione had walked in on Ron and Lavender glued to each other by the mouth—again. I didn't know if Ron positioned himself where Hermione would find him, or if she was trying to keep an eye on him, but I was tired of it. They obviously liked each other, everyone in Hogwarts knew…except for Lavender, Ron's girlfriend.
Hermione stalked up to the girl's dormitories, trying to hide her face, but not before we all saw the tears forming in her eyes.
GINNY'S POV
What had my git of a brother done now? I turned to Harry, "I'll be right back."
"Take as long as you need, you might need to work extra hard on this one." He said, looking up at the girl's dormitories, where our good friend had probably already begun the process of bawling her eyes out.
I ran up the stairs to her bed, no one else was in the room, luckily, seeing as she roomed with Lavender. I sat on the edge of her bed, "Mione, what did my idiot, teaspoon-emotional-ranged brother do this time?"
"Nothing..." she said, wiping away her tears, but then saw my skepticism, and opened up, "Well he and Lavender both decided that THEY wanted to visit Snape about the potions essay too…" I wonder whose idea that was… "…And as soon as he left the room to get the newt eyes, they started giggling and snogging—like I wasn't there! And then Lavender, *sob*, she, *sob*, she looked at me and said, *sob*, 'do you mind?' *sob* like I wasn't *sob* supposed to be there!" Hermione began to break down, I sat by her side and patted her back, why couldn't my brother pluck up the courage and ask this poor girl out rather than torturing them both with severe overdoses of Lavender Brown.
"Don't worry, just relax, everything will be alright." I said, as she got in between the sheets and put her head on the pillow. "Don't worry." I left the room and tried to close the door as silently as possible.
Downstairs Harry was waiting for me in the same spot I left him. I looked at him and then back at the dormitories, "Something has to be done about this." He looks back at me and simply nods before looking at the dormitories as well.
Ooh I left you with a little cliffhanger there. New chapter on its way as soon as I write it. This is my first ever attempt at a fan fic, and I'm having some trouble with style, please help and R+R.