Ginny let out a sigh as she saw Harry's muscles tense as he lifted the out side table to a different part of the back yard with Ron.

"Ginny will you come in here and help me get dinner started." Ginny heard her mother calling her from inside the kitchen.

"Yep." She yelled back.

Ginny has liked Harry since she was in second year, she is now in her fifth year and Harry hasn't noticed her. She feels so young when Harry comes up to her and messes up her hair saying hey kiddo what's doing or something equally lame like that. But what really annoys her is her brother… Ginny has only had one boyfriend in her life and that was Neville, and the only reason why she went out with him was to show Harry that it doesn't matter about the age difference. Oh and the only reason why she went out with Neville was because her brother had approved.

"Ginny." She heard her mother at the door.

"What?" Ginny snapped.

"Don't you talk to me like that young lady… come and give Hermione a hand with the potatoes." Mrs Weasley said.

Ginny did what she was told, like she always does… mother's perfect child. Hermione and Ginny were best friends… but the only problem was… Hermione has liked Harry for about a year now and that bothered Ginny to bits… because she hadn't told anyone about her secret crush.

"So do you want to go muggle shopping before school gets in?" Hermione said as she peeled the potatoes.

"Yea I would love too… well only if it was ok with mum and dad." Ginny replied.

"Course." Hermione said.

The reason why Ginny didn't tell anyone was because… her whole life she was treated younger than she was… just because she was the youngest in the family doesn't mean she is necessarily a child… so naturally if she were to like Harry every one would say "O he is to old for you." or "Your to young to have a relationship.

Ginny laid in bed that night thinking about Harry, like she does every night. Harry has stayed at her house during the last few weeks of the holidays since she was 11 and she was pretty used to having Harry in the house. But these holidays her feelings have become stronger towards Harry and she had often wondered what would happen if she would sneak into her brothers room and crawl into bed with Harry; but she has only gotten as far as her bothers bedroom door. So instead of sleeping with Harry she would find comfort in her own words. She would every night write in her journal and express her feelings whether good or bad and tonight she wrote.

Dear Journal…

Today was dismal. Harry didn't notice the mini skirt I was wearing and to make matters worse I fell over right in front of him. Although he helped me up and all I felt so embarrassed, he laughed at me and called me kiddo again. Journal!! When will these feelings go away? I love him so much… the way he looks at me makes me I feel like I am glass… and that's not a good thing (I feel like he see's right though me as if I am not there) that's what I mean. But wow did he look hot today, black singlet shirt wow… if mum didn't ask me to go and help Hermione with the potatoes I probably would have had an orgasm. But that was just today.

Lots of words

Ginny.

"How can I get him to notice me today?" Ginny thought as she looked through her closet.

She finally came to a decision wearing mini white shorts and a pink tight cleavage shirt. As she walked down her stairs with high heels on she heard the plates and cutlery… everyone had started eating without her.

"Dad your home." Ginny saw her father at the end of the table; she was so happy, she ran up to him and gave him a big hug.

"You took your time coming down here." Mr Weasley said.

"I over slept." Ginny lied… truly she took so long to figure out what will make Harry's head turn.

"Well… Miss Weasley you need to march straight back up stairs and change your shirt that is too revealing for a girl of your age to be wearing." Mrs Weasley piped up.

"What a girl of my age? Mother I am 15 years old." Ginny defended herself.

"I don't care if you are 30 years old… my daughter doesn't wear that." Mrs Weasley raised her voice.

"Come on Molly it's alright… its only family here." Mr Weasley said.

"Harry's here… he is not family." Ginny said… "Oh and Hermione." She added.

"Well close enough… come on lets eat." Mr Weasley said while getting a glare from his wife.

Ginny sat next to her father at the head of the table… she rarely got to see him, while everyone else was just crowed around. Ginny grabbed a hand full of bacon five cooked eggs, some Mac and cheese and three pieces of toast.

"Man you eat like your brother." Harry said.

"So." Ginny said.

"What he means Ginny." Ron butted in. "Is that you shouldn't eat so much… you'll get fat." Ron laughed.

"That's not…" Harry was cut off.

"But you would know about fatness wouldn't you?" Ron teased.

"What?" Ginny said.

"Nothing." Harry said as Ron was about to say something. "Don't be mean." Ginny heard Harry whisper to Ron.

"What was that meant to mean? Am I really fat?" Ginny thought as she had completely lost her apatite and pushed her plate to the side.

Everyone was in the lounge playing exploding snap and chess. With Fred and George coming home for the day the lounge was packed, this was brilliant opportunity for Ginny to make her move. Harry was sitting on an arm chair waiting his turn, to move his king. Ron always took forever to make his move and chess was the one thing that over ruled food in his life… so Ginny new that she could get away with anything. She walked over to Harry and sat on his lap. Harry was taken aback and looked around.

"Why are you sitting on me the couch is free?" Harry asked.

"Well I wanted to watch you play, and I couldn't be bothered siting on the floor." Ginny said in a seductive voice and Harry put his hand on her thigh making Ginny want him to touch her more.

"Ok." He said. "You know he will be on this shot of ages." Harry said.

"I know… I have played with him before…" Ginny said swinging her leg over so that she had a leg on either side of Harry facing him. She heard Harry swallow as he put his hand on her hips as Ginny moved her pelvis into his feeling the first thing to pop up.

"Ginny… I think you better get off." Harry gasped as Ginny embraced him into a hug.

"Aww that's so cute." Ginny heard Mrs Weasley cry out… "Let me get my camera." She said hurrying off to get it and came back. "Ok you two smile." Mrs Weasley said taking the picture. "Harry your wonderful with her…" Mrs Weasley said as if she was talking about a 4 year old… this hurt Ginny so… she got off Harry, while he hid his aroused manhood and walked out of the room.

Ginny didn't speak to Harry for the rest of the day, so as she lied in bed, she thought about Harry in every way possible and so she wrote.

Dear Journal;

Guess what? I made Harry horny today… and man did it feel good. But my mum is so embarrassing she treats me like I am five… and Harry is my twenty year old big brother. I sometimes wonder how thick she is… oh man I really want Harry.

Lots of words

Ginny.

And so the holidays faded and Ginny was all set for her 5th year at school. She was all packed and all ready… although she was upset that she was leaving she was happy to get out of the house that thinks she is 4. Harry hadn't spoken to her since the incident so she was worried; but she would make up for it on the train.

"All a board." Ginny heard the train master yell.

"Good by my darlings." Mrs Weasley yelled out to Ron, Ginny, Harry and Hermione. "Oh and Ginny." Mrs Weasley yelled running with the train. "Don't forget to wear an extra t-shirt underneath you P.J's ok and I packed fresh underwear… so you won't have to wash them for about a month until you run out." Mrs Weasley stopped running.

"Does she always have to treat me like a baby?" Ginny said as she sat down in the train compartment with Harry, Ron and Hermione.

"You are a baby." Ron said.

"That wasn't a question… I am not a baby and I am sick of everyone thinking and treating me like one." Ginny snapped at her big brother.

"Ginny has a point." Hermione said. "Everyone does treat her like a child, haven't you noticed that Ron?" Hermione asked.

"No." Ron replied.

"No you wouldn't." Ginny said coldly.

"What is that meant to mean?" Ron's face started to go red.

"It means that you are too stupid to know what goes on right in front of you." Ginny blurted out.

"What?"

"Yea you heard me. And you say things without even think about it… and even after you say it… you don't think about it." Ginny yelled.

"Why would I want to think about what I have already said?" He yelled back at her.

"Because you are wrong…"

"Oh yea and when have I been wrong?" Ron yelled.

"I AM NOT FAT." Ginny screamed. "When you said I were."

"What has that got to do with your childishness?" Ron's voice cracked into a high screech.

"It doesn't it just shows you how stupid you are."

"How does that make me stupid? It makes me blind… I should have said that you were gigantic… look at all that fat rolling around." Ron said… "And you are a child the way you act look at you now."

"Well then if I am a child then so are you cause you are yelling too." Ginny yelled.

"Ok guys that's enough." Hermione said but she was ignored, until she stood up and took Ron away saying he just missed the lolly cart.

"Grr he makes me so mad." Ginny moaned to Harry.

"I know." He replied.

"He doesn't have a right saying that about me." Ginny said.

"I know." Harry replied again.

"Who does he think he is? I don't deserve this." Ginny said again.

"I know." Harry replied once more and then there was silence. Ginny looked up at Harry and saw that he was looking at her. She got up and locked the compartment door and pulled down its blind, so no one would see in. "What are you doing?" Harry swallowed but there was no answer.

Ginny slowly walked towards Harry and sat on top of him, the way she was the day her mother took the photo. She leaned in and whispered in Harry's ear.

"What do you want?" In a very seductive way. Harry placed his hands on her back to lure her in. She traced kisses on his neck while Harry let out a small moan. She pressed her genitals into his as he became aroused. Ginny broke away from Harry's neck and looked him in the eye for a moment and she pressed her lips hard on his opening her mouth slightly for him to enter and so he did.

A/N Hey… what did you think… please review I love them…. I find if people review I write a whole lot better… Check out my completed story I'm Not Glass. Lots of words karebear90 prefer