A/N
I am still working on 'White Rose' but I thought I'd take a short break to
write this. Hope you like it.
Can't You See It?
Chapter One: Obvious
(Ginny's POV)
"Hermione,
are you coming?" Ginny asked.
"Yeeees.
I am trying to get ready!" Hermione hollered from the bathroom.
"Oh
come of it! I know that you are trying to make yourself look nice for the guys.
It's only a birthday party!"
It was the night of Harry's
birthday. Harry and Hermione had come over to the Burrow early that summer
because the Dursley's we vacationing in Majorca and decided (against Vernon
Dursley's better judgment) to let Harry go to the Weasley's, and Hermione leapt
at the chance to come over too. The
Weasley's all thought it would be a great idea to have a party for Harry. They
invited Dean, Seamus, Neville, Lavender, Parvati, and Angelina and Katie so
Fred and George would have someone to talk to.
Ginny was ecstatic. It was common
knowledge that she had a thing for Harry, and she was delighted to have him
come over early. She had gotten a little smartened up for the occasion; she had
donned some new Muggle clothes that her Aunt had sent her. A black tank top,
Jean shorts, cute little sandals called Birkenstocks and had put her hair up
into a ponytail bun, and she looked rather nice to herself.
Hermione stepped out of the bathroom. She looks
pretty, Ginny thought. She was wearing a matching black sparkly skirt and
top.
"Nice,
Hermione! Ron'll like that!"
Hermione
blushed. "I don't have the slightest idea of what you are talking about."
Sure
she doesn't.
They walked down the stairs and were
welcomed by a gargantuan banner that proclaimed HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY, 15!.
"I
don't know why Mum insisted on doing that." Ginny said with a giggle. As they
turned into the family room they were greeted by Harry who looked the happiest
Ginny had ever recalled seeing him.
"Nice
duds, Hermione. Ginny, you look nice, too. I didn't see you when I came in, how
are you?"
"I'm
fine."
"Oh,
let's have a nice big hug!" Hermione said playfully gesturing from Ginny to
Harry.
Damn
you Hermione! I HATE payback….he won't hug me. Now, I feel stupid!
Harry
gave her a hug. Ginny practically melted when she felt his arms around her.
Remember
to thank her later. I've always loved that Hermione, a nice one she is.
Ginny
noticed Hermione walk over to where Ron, Dean, and Seamus were talking and
started to join in. Doesn't she even notice it? They are meant to be. Ron and Hermione, Hermione and Ron. They
have liked each other for ages. Why don't they just get on with it. I'll try
the telepathic thing… Hermione, Ron likes you… talk to him… give him a
kiss. Okay, THAT didn't exactly work. Oh wait, we're doing party games,
no?
"Harry? Can you come over here for a sec?" Harry walked over to Ginny. "I need your help. Come into the kitchen with me, I'll tell you my plan."
"Okay."
When they got to the kitchen Harry asked, "So, what is this all about?"
"Ron
and Hermione."
"Oh,
yeah. Don't you think they are kinda taken with each other?"
"Of
course Harry. But, they aren't DOING anything about it. I think they need a
little help. We are going to be playing games at your party, right?"
"Yeah.
Spin the Oversized Wand, Seven Minutes in the Broom Closet, and maybe Spell
Tag." Ginny felt a bit awkward, she'd be playing those games with Harry?
"That'll
do. Now what we have to do is…"
A/N
Do you like it? I'm going to write more… If you like it.