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Ginny had just finished writing three scrolls of parchment on Unforgivable Curses when she saw Harry entering the Gryffindor common room alone, his eyes swollen from spending detention with Professor Snape the previous evening. Ginny laid down her quill quickly and flipped her brilliant red hair over her shoulder.
"D'you know where Ron is?" He mumbled to her.
"Probably snogging Lavender somewhere, they can't seem to get enough of each other. "
"Oh, right." He sat down by Ginny. "Why aren't you with Dean?"
"We broke up a few weeks ago."
A small smile passed over Harry's face. He looked down at the rug so that Ginny wouldn't see the pleasure on his face.
"I've been meaning to talk to you, actually." Ginny hesitated for a second "I like you, Harry. I like you a lot."
"Okay." Replied Harry nonchalantly.
"Well, do you like me?"
"Yeah. I do." Harry whispered, his eyes remained glued to the carpet.
A broad grin erupted on Ginny's face. Her ears turned the same shade of red as her hair, and her eyes sparkled with joy.
"You do? Really?" Her gaze was fixed upon Harry, she couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"Yeah, really. I had better go. I promised Hermione I'd meet her in the library." He stood up abruptly and strode out the door hastily.
Ginny remained ecstatic, watching the flames of the hearth dance, dreaming of a deeper relationship with Harry. She was overwhelmed with happiness. The boy she had loved for so long finally thought of her as someone other than Ron's sister, or the girl who petrified everyone in her first year. She was Harry's. Finally.