Ginny/Harry fic about Harry's love for Cho, but Harry is all Ginny thinks about at night. Based on the song "Teardrops on my Guitar" by Taylor Swift – also some Hermione/Ron as well

Disclaimer: I do not own HP, Taylor Swift, JK Rowling, "Teardrops on my Guitar", etc.

Teardrops on My Wand

Chapter One:

He Says He's So In Love

Will he ever realize I'm here? Will he ever realize I care about him, too? Will he ever realize I'm not worrying about an old boyfriend? I don't have all those extra strings attached! Ugh!

Ginny burst into tears once again at the thought of him. Him: Harry James Potter. He was all she'd ever dreamed about for five years now. So what she might be a little young to really care. But she did really care. She cared a lot.

She stared up at the stone ceiling above and listened to her roommates snore. She grunted in frustration and turned over to go to sleep. But when she turned, she saw his picture magically stuck to her wooden nightstand next to her bed. Her soft hand rose, and her perfectly manicured nails scraped at his face. The picture immediately shredded and fell to the ground in tiny little pieces.

Ugh, I'll just fix it in the morning – again. And after some more tossing and turning, she finally fell asleep.

The next morning, she got ready, put all of her books into her pack, and headed down to breakfast. She was always at the Great Hall earlier than most students. Usually the only people down there were a few students looking to finish up some last-minute homework, or cram for an upcoming exam. But when she walked in this morning, she noticed Harry sitting by himself in the middle of the Gryffindor table. He had a plate of food in front of him, but he was twisting his fork in the middle of his eggs. His head was resting on his hand, and his gorgeous face was turned away from Ginny.

Okay, this is your chance. Just breathe. He's alone. Just be nice, comforting, and charming. This is how he notices you. You can do it.

Ginny's chest dramatically rose and fell, and then she coolly walked over toward where Harry was sitting. She sat down across from him and cheerily said,

"Hey, Harry. I wasn't expecting to see you here!" All Harry did was look up and say,

"Hey." Ginny grabbed a plate full of eggs, some cheesy hash browns, and a handful of greasy bacon. She took a bite of eggs and turned to look at Harry again. He still hadn't eaten anything.

"What's up, Harry?"

"Oh, nothing." He replied.

"Harry, this doesn't look like nothing."

"It's just…" Harry started. "It's just, Cho and I got into a big fight last night." He lifted his head off of his hand and added with a slight chuckle, "She slaps pretty hard." He smiled. Ginny could now see his cheek was red and he had the slightest trace of a cut as well. It was obvious they had a pretty good fight.

"I'm sorry, Harry."

"Well, don't be. She'll come around, I know it."

Now Ginny was caught in a pretty big dilemma. Great, now he wants to get back with Cho! Jiminy Crickets! I thought they were through! But I don't want to sound like a jerk, either. Argh; I hate being the gal.

"Yeah, I bet she will." Ginny said, although she totally didn't mean a word of what she just said.

"You really think so, Ginny?"

"Definitely."

Harry let out a sigh of relief.

Ginny could have kicked herself.

Hermione walked in, holding hands with Ron. Ginny could have laughed out loud. Ron. My brother, Ron, with the girl of his dreams before I got attached to the man of my dreams. Unbelievable. Unbelievable.

"Hello!" Hermione said cheerily as she sat down next to Ginny, and Ron sat on the other side of her. Hermione grabbed a blueberry muffin, put it on a plate, picked up a knife and grabbed a glob of butter and spread the soft, warm butter on top of her muffin. She took a bite and said, "You guys are awfully quiet this morning. What's up?"

"Harry and Cho got in a fight." Ginny blurted out.

"Thanks, Gin," Harry said. And to her he said, "I didn't want them to know!" He glared at her and Ginny felt like she would never get him to like her.

While Ron and Hermione played footsie and giggling for the next five minutes of breakfast, Ginny was deeply caught in thought. Anything and everything went through her mind; seeing Harry for the first time, all of the stupid things she'd done that were rather clumsy to get his attention, Harry saving her from Tom Riddle and the Basilisk, the way she felt when she was around him, the way she felt when she wasn't around him, everything Harry. She almost broke down and cried right there.

All of a sudden she felt a callused finger gently touch the back of her neck. She knew no one else she knew besides Harry, Ron, and Hermione would do that. She quickly wheeled around. The sudden movement caused Hermione to turn around and Ron and Harry both immediately looked up. She did a double take in shock at who it was she was looking up at.