Author's Note: Hello! So I've never written Ginny before, ever. There was a lot I wanted to do with this idea, and only 500 words in which to do it so I settled on just a taste of Ginny's thoughts at the time, the conflict over wanting to win Harry no matter what and the fact that she won't change who she is for him. Takes place in Order of the Pheonix, and was written for the Globetrotter Drabble Competition on the Harry Potter Challenge Forum posted by percychased for the prompt #5- Istanbul. Tons of thanks to TheHaloFreak. I do not own Harry Potter.

Just be yourself Hermione had told her. Just try to breathe and speak and be who you are. Well, clearly Hermione had never tried to impress Harry by simply being herself or she would know what a terribly hopeless task it was. She had tried it, even if Hermione had not, and where did it get her? An excellent view of Harry fawning over Cho Chang.

The whole thing was hopeless, she could see that now. She might as well accept that the only way he would ever see her was as Ron's little sister. Unless of course she were to fall into some terrible danger again, then he would be right there to save her. She supposed that must be what he liked, his damn hero complex making it impossible for him to see anybody unless they were about to ripped open by some damn beast. Well she wasn't going to be that helpless for him.

And he probably wasn't going to notice her.

The thought kept occurring to her, dropping on her like a ton of bricks for no reason at all sometimes. She was never going to win him as Ginny Weasley. But who else could she be? Sometimes it seemed like he almost liked her as she was, he laughed at her jokes often enough, and he noted her magic skills. They were definitely becoming friends now and often times that filled Ginny with such a giddy sense of hope and optimism that she could have floated through the ceiling. Then next thing she knew he was back making doe eyes across the Room of Requirement at Cho and she couldn't help but feel she'd have better luck wooing the giant squid.

Being herself wasn't going to do her any good, but did she really want to be the kind of girl that changed herself for a boy?

He wasn't just a boy, she reasoned with herself when she began to think that maybe a change wouldn't be so bad after all. He was Harry, the Harry she had been in love with since she was ten, the Harry who had saved her life. The Harry that was currently focused on another girl.

It was terrible to watch it happen, to watch her sad little pathetic tears win him over. She knew in her heart that however much she might want him to look at her, to be with her it wasn't going to happen. Clearly he wanted girls like Cho, and clearly she was not such a girl. So she would have to lose him then; because however much she loved him, whoever he might be, she was Ginny Weasley, and she couldn't change that for him.