Ever since Ginny Weasley had met Harry Potter, she was star struck by him. She'd never met someone famous before, and had immediately become shy when he was around. Then her older brother, Ron, became best friends with him. It was almost too good to be true.
Ginny grew to love Harry, and love everything about him. She had, as some might say, a "crush" on Harry Potter.
It was the summer before her fourth year, and all she thought about all summer was Harry. His face never left her thoughts, whether she was eating breakfast, doing chores, playing games, or trying to fall asleep.
She sometimes sat out in the yard all afternoon, day dreaming about him. She would get so lost in her fantasies that hours would go by and she didn't know it, and then half her day was gone. But she didn't really care. It was worth it, thinking about Harry.
Along with being a daydreamer, Ginny was a writer. She had a hard time talking to others and expressing her feelings, so she did it on paper. She wrote countless poems and love letters to Harry. She kept them all in a box by her bed, for she would never dream of giving them to him.
Ginny had few friends. She was a shy, quiet person, and no one really took the time to get to know her. Her only close friend was another Harry worshipper, Colin Creevy.
Ginny was thrilled when Ron begged their mother to let Harry come and visit that summer. She hadn't seen him in almost two months, and she was hardly able to stand it anymore.
Mrs. Weasley sighed. "Well, I guess it would be all right for Harry to come. After all, I don't want him cooped up with those awful muggles for too long."
Harry arrived about a week later. Ginny turned bright red when ever she saw him, and forgot everything she had ever thought of saying to him. He mostly went off with Ron and her older brothers that weekend.
It was about one o'clock in the morning Monday night when Ginny woke up, extremely thirsty. She tiptoed up to the bathroom. Standing at the bottom of a flight of stairs, she couldn't help herself. She headed up the stairs to Ron's room.
There, lying on the floor, was her beloved Harry Potter. He looked so precious and calm lying there, when suddenly a thought popped into her head. "Kiss him."
Ginny pushed the thought aside, it was a crazy one. But as she continued to watch him sleep, the thought came up again. "Kiss him."
"I can't," Ginny said to herself. "The risk is too great of getting caught. I could get in big trouble!"
With great disappointment she ignored the thought and headed back to her bedroom. But the rest of the night, she couldn't close her eyes without seeing Harry's face there.
The next morning was a busy one, for it was the day that they would be heading back for Hogwarts. Excitedly, the Weasley family and Harry piled into the car provided by the ministry of magic. To her delight, Ginny got to sit next to Harry. Just his smell overwhelmed her.
The car ride was over much to quickly for Ginny, and they soon had to board the Hogwarts Express. Ron and Harry met up with Hermione, and they all found a seat. Ginny tentatively started to sit with them, but was interrupted by Ron.
"Ginny! Do you have to sit with us? Can't you go find your own friends?"
Hurt, Ginny hurried off to find Colin. She could hear Harry saying to Ron, "You didn't have to be so hard on her. I wouldn't mind if she sat with us."
That was one good thing, at least. Harry was sticking up for her! She soon came upon the compartment of the train that Colin and his brother Dennis was sitting in. Sliding into the seat across from them, she greeted the brothers with a "Hello, long time no see."
"Yeah," agreed Colin. "So, how was your summer?"
"Fantastic!" cried Ginny. "Harry came and stayed almost the whole summer!"
"That is wonderful!" exclaimed Colin. The two then began to trade Harry info. Although Hermione was known as the usual researcher of Hogwarts, the subject of Harry Potter was one that Colin and Ginny had her beat in. Every book that had anything at all about him was known to those two, and they probably knew more about Harry then he knew about himself.
After Ginny finished telling Colin all the stories of the summer, he pulled something out of his pocket.
"What is that?" asked Ginny curiously.
It was a wad of Drooble's Best Blowing Gum- already been chewed. "It was Harry's!" Colin said excitedly. "I got it from the wastebasket in the Gryffindor Common Room last year."
"Great," said Ginny. "Let's add it to the collection."
She reached into her truck and pulled out a large box, filled with many things about Harry or touched by him. There were quills he once owned, pictures of him, and any articles from The Daily Prophet or other wizarding magazines he had been in- including the one about him being in love with Hermione.
Ginny hated even looking at those, but Colin had insisted they keep them. They were, after all, about Harry. But there was one thing Ginny hadn't told Colin. That she was in love with Harry. That was her little secret.
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As it turned out, Colin had a secret as well. Although she had never told him, he knew that she was in love with Harry. That was obvious, the way she swooned over him. It broke Colin's heart, but he continued to find out little things about Harry for her, just because it thrilled him to see her become so happy. He hoped that someday she would feel that way about him.
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A/N: Happy New Year! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. I have many ideas, so hopefully you'll continue reading! By the way, this story takes place in Harry's fifth year, Ginny's fourth, if that wasn't clear in the story. Please review!
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Ginny grew to love Harry, and love everything about him. She had, as some might say, a "crush" on Harry Potter.
It was the summer before her fourth year, and all she thought about all summer was Harry. His face never left her thoughts, whether she was eating breakfast, doing chores, playing games, or trying to fall asleep.
She sometimes sat out in the yard all afternoon, day dreaming about him. She would get so lost in her fantasies that hours would go by and she didn't know it, and then half her day was gone. But she didn't really care. It was worth it, thinking about Harry.
Along with being a daydreamer, Ginny was a writer. She had a hard time talking to others and expressing her feelings, so she did it on paper. She wrote countless poems and love letters to Harry. She kept them all in a box by her bed, for she would never dream of giving them to him.
Ginny had few friends. She was a shy, quiet person, and no one really took the time to get to know her. Her only close friend was another Harry worshipper, Colin Creevy.
Ginny was thrilled when Ron begged their mother to let Harry come and visit that summer. She hadn't seen him in almost two months, and she was hardly able to stand it anymore.
Mrs. Weasley sighed. "Well, I guess it would be all right for Harry to come. After all, I don't want him cooped up with those awful muggles for too long."
Harry arrived about a week later. Ginny turned bright red when ever she saw him, and forgot everything she had ever thought of saying to him. He mostly went off with Ron and her older brothers that weekend.
It was about one o'clock in the morning Monday night when Ginny woke up, extremely thirsty. She tiptoed up to the bathroom. Standing at the bottom of a flight of stairs, she couldn't help herself. She headed up the stairs to Ron's room.
There, lying on the floor, was her beloved Harry Potter. He looked so precious and calm lying there, when suddenly a thought popped into her head. "Kiss him."
Ginny pushed the thought aside, it was a crazy one. But as she continued to watch him sleep, the thought came up again. "Kiss him."
"I can't," Ginny said to herself. "The risk is too great of getting caught. I could get in big trouble!"
With great disappointment she ignored the thought and headed back to her bedroom. But the rest of the night, she couldn't close her eyes without seeing Harry's face there.
The next morning was a busy one, for it was the day that they would be heading back for Hogwarts. Excitedly, the Weasley family and Harry piled into the car provided by the ministry of magic. To her delight, Ginny got to sit next to Harry. Just his smell overwhelmed her.
The car ride was over much to quickly for Ginny, and they soon had to board the Hogwarts Express. Ron and Harry met up with Hermione, and they all found a seat. Ginny tentatively started to sit with them, but was interrupted by Ron.
"Ginny! Do you have to sit with us? Can't you go find your own friends?"
Hurt, Ginny hurried off to find Colin. She could hear Harry saying to Ron, "You didn't have to be so hard on her. I wouldn't mind if she sat with us."
That was one good thing, at least. Harry was sticking up for her! She soon came upon the compartment of the train that Colin and his brother Dennis was sitting in. Sliding into the seat across from them, she greeted the brothers with a "Hello, long time no see."
"Yeah," agreed Colin. "So, how was your summer?"
"Fantastic!" cried Ginny. "Harry came and stayed almost the whole summer!"
"That is wonderful!" exclaimed Colin. The two then began to trade Harry info. Although Hermione was known as the usual researcher of Hogwarts, the subject of Harry Potter was one that Colin and Ginny had her beat in. Every book that had anything at all about him was known to those two, and they probably knew more about Harry then he knew about himself.
After Ginny finished telling Colin all the stories of the summer, he pulled something out of his pocket.
"What is that?" asked Ginny curiously.
It was a wad of Drooble's Best Blowing Gum- already been chewed. "It was Harry's!" Colin said excitedly. "I got it from the wastebasket in the Gryffindor Common Room last year."
"Great," said Ginny. "Let's add it to the collection."
She reached into her truck and pulled out a large box, filled with many things about Harry or touched by him. There were quills he once owned, pictures of him, and any articles from The Daily Prophet or other wizarding magazines he had been in- including the one about him being in love with Hermione.
Ginny hated even looking at those, but Colin had insisted they keep them. They were, after all, about Harry. But there was one thing Ginny hadn't told Colin. That she was in love with Harry. That was her little secret.
*
As it turned out, Colin had a secret as well. Although she had never told him, he knew that she was in love with Harry. That was obvious, the way she swooned over him. It broke Colin's heart, but he continued to find out little things about Harry for her, just because it thrilled him to see her become so happy. He hoped that someday she would feel that way about him.
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A/N: Happy New Year! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. I have many ideas, so hopefully you'll continue reading! By the way, this story takes place in Harry's fifth year, Ginny's fourth, if that wasn't clear in the story. Please review!
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