Another year starting today, Ginny thought as she pushed her cart in the train

station along with her brother Ron. The twins have graduated; Percy graduated; now all

she had left with her was Ron. The nasty-tempered Ron. The Ron that would never let

her get a social life. She sighed.

"Ginny! Ginny!"

"Hermione!" she cried as she saw the older girl. "How have you been?" She

raised her eyebrows. "And how has my brother been treating you?"

"Just as usual," Hermione replied. "All kisses and hugs and" she coughed "other

stuff."

"Ooh," teased Ginny. "Someone's been a naughty girl!" Hermione rolled her

eyes in embarrassment. They shoved their carts over to the wall and walked through it.

Before them was the Hogwart's Express.

"Let's find Harry and Ron," suggested Hermione. "Then we can get a

compartment to ourselves." Ginny agreed, and they pushed their carts along, looking for

the two boys.

"Hey Hermione!" Harry came rushing over out of the crowd. He gave her a small

hug. "How have you been?"

"Fine, Harry," she said. "But you might want to stop hugging me, or else Ron-

"Harry Potter," Ron growled as he came out behind him, pushing his cart, "get

your hands off my girlfriend or I will seriously hurt you."

"Threaten to beat you up," sighed Hermione. Harry grinned and let go of her.

Hermione turned to Ron. "Hello."

"Hi," Ron returned, smiling broadly. He pulled Hermione into a hug that put

Harry's to shame. Then he bent her head back and kissed her, in front of everyone in the

station. Everyone ooohed and aaahhed before Hermione and Ron broke the kiss.

"Let's go find a compartment," Ron told Hermione and Harry. "We can have it to

ourselves." He started to walk away before Hermione grabbed his sleeve.

"Ginny can sit with us, right?" she asked, her eyes demanding the answer of 'yes'.

Ron coughed, and looked at his younger sister.

"Uh, sure," he said quickly as he turned away. "But wouldn't you be happier

sitting with your friends, Ginny?" he asked her pleadingly. Ginny's eyes filled up with

tears, and Hermione hugged the girl.

"Ron, that's really not nice," she told her boyfriend. "She IS your sister, after

all."

"But," stuttered Ron, "she's a year younger than us!" At this, Ginny bristled

angrily.

"In case you forgot, Ronald Weasley," she said icily, "I have been moved up a

grade because my grades were so good last year. I am now a seventh year the same as

you." Hermione shrieked and hugged Ginny.

"That's great," she cried. "Now you can dorm with me!" She looked back up at

Ron accusingly. "Why didn't you tell me this?" she demanded, hands on her hips. Ron

turned red.

"I guess it slipped my mind," he stuttered. Hermione glared at him.

"That's a fine way to treat your sister," she snarled at him.

"But Hermione, I wanted the compartment to you and Harry and myself," he

whined. "We have so much to catch up on, and Ginny couldn't possibly understand

everything we're saying." Before Hermione could cut in, Ginny stood up.

"I am not a baby, Ronald Weasley. I know more than you think. I might mention

that I got better grades in Potions than you got when you were my age. And I don't need

you to treat me this way. I don't want to sit with you anyway." She pushed her trolley

away, ignoring Hermione's cries.

"Harry, go talk to her," Hermione said hastily. "She likes you, she'll listen to

you. Harry? Harry?!" She looked at Harry. His eyes had gone dreamy and he

murmured,

"Ginny." Hermione and Ron looked at each other, horrified.

"Is this what I think this is?" Hermione asked Ron. Ron turned red with anger

and said,

"I'm going to BUST his ass if he hurts my sister." Harry hurried after Ginny.

"Ginny," he called, catching up with the girl. "Ginny, I want to talk with you."

Ginny whirled around. Her eyes were semi-red and wet.

"What do you want," she snarled at him.

"I want to talk with you," he replied. She turned away angrily.

"You obviously had nothing to talk about back there," she gestured towards her

brother and Hermione.

"But-

"I don't care anymore, Harry." Her face had changed; it was now dark,

menacing, and cold. Harry took a step back, but gathered up his Gryffindor courage and

stepped forward again.

"But I really like you, Ginny," he blurted out. Ginny looked at him with her

eyebrow cocked. "I really do." She shook her head sadly.

"As I said, Harry, I don't care anymore. You didn't take the chance offered, and

there will never be another one offered. If you're smart and want to avoid this" she

grinned ferociously "then you will leave me alone now." Harry nodded and walked sadly

away. After Harry was out of eyesight, Ginny sank to the ground and put her head

between her knees.

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