Ginny had always liked Harry. Although Ginny's main reason of dating other boys was that Harry would never look at her in that light. Not how Ginny always seen Harry since second year. However as she progressed through to her fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, she begun to take notice of Harry once again. But what interested her further was that Harry was, too, noticing Ginny.

It started when Harry wanted to be with Ginny on the train to Hogwarts. Although Ginny had doubts: after spending most of the holidays at the Burrow, Harry now didn't have the company of Ron and Hermione since they had to go to the prefect compartment. Ginny was anxious to be with Dean at that stage, so she brushed off the offer. The next time was when Harry asked Ginny to join them in Hogsmeade. It wasn't like they hadn't been there together (with Ron and Hermione), but they had always ended up meeting in Hogsmeade. Of course, Dean was reconsidered and Ginny denied that too. But other little things cropped up: Harry spent more time with her and Ron after Quidditch practices; Ginny ended up discussing issues about the Dark side with Harry, even though Harry had never done so before. Ginny now felt it would be comfortable to just slip into a conversation with Ron, Hermione and Harry, where before she was shushed away by her big brother. Maybe all of there were because she was with the DA the year before and she went with Harry to the Department of Mysteries and that she had also grown up over the years.

Although Ginny took comfort in spending time with the trio. Well, maybe just Harry. Okay...definately Harry. Forget Ron and Hermione. Ginny had always known that Hermione and Ron would get together at some point, although she thought it would be sooner than the present. But if they got together, they would leave Harry as the third wheel. Ginny always thought before that Harry would end up with Cho Chang in Ravenclaw. But these days, Ginny had now imagined herself with Harry...

Her boyfriend Dean saw naught of this. He always took it as his job to look over her, to take endless care of her. Honestly, if she wanted to be mothered, she would go back to the Burrow. Due to this, Ginny had been irritated by Dean's actions. At first it grew at the back of her mind, but lately it has been aggravating Ginny so much that she had had enough of it. And she knew that some part of the break had have to do with Harry...but at least she wouldn't feel guilty about hanging out with Harry.

The break up was uglier than she liked it to be, but it a relief to get him off her back, and it felt good to be single again. Ginny thought that she would wait for the right opportunity to tell her Harry her feelings. It wouldn't be any time soon, otherwise people would think that Harry was just a rebound – probably even worse gossip would crop up due to the fact that Harry was Ron's best friend after all. But Finally, the right time arrived: it was after they won the Quidditch and the Griffindors were cracking open the Butterbeer for celebrations. It was sad that the team captain wasn't there to see the actual match, for Snape had given him unnecessary detention. As soon as Harry stepped through the portrait, Ginny knew exactly what to do.

A few months later, Ginny and Harry were now popularly known as the 'It' couple, or the Couple of the Year. It didn't bother them. Ginny was surprised when she heard that Ron was okay with them being together. He was probably relieved about the break up with Lavender and his reconciliation with Hermione to care much anyway. Dean was silent, giving the couple the silent treatment. It was difficult for Harry as they lived in the same dormitory together and they developed a good friendship with each other.

Things were going well when Ginny spotted the notice on the board. She was lounging on the couch with Harry in the common room, his head against her chest, Ginny playing idly with his hair. When he stood up to fetch a textbook from upstairs, she went over the noticeboard and gasped in excitement.

"What is it?" Harry asked when he returned.

"Flitwick's starting an orchestra!" Ginny exclaimed.

"As in, violins and things?"

"Exactly!"

"You play?" Harry was slightly shocked.

"I used to play the flute," Ginny explained. "Took it seriously until the end of fourth year, but I think I'm going to go for auditions! Look, they're on Tuesday!"

"It's always good to expand your repetoire," Hermione said from the desk she was working from. "I play in a small ensamble in the during the summer."

"Why don't you audition too?"

"I wish I could, but sixth year is so demanding!"

"Yeah, we have four essays due this week!" Ron exclaimed. "Blimey, if I wrote any more, then my hand would fall right off!"

"Why don't you take a break and I'll look over your work for you," Hermione told him kindly. Ron smiled appreciatively. Ginny and Harry shared a look and tried to hide their identical grins.

Ginny walked down the Grand Staircase, her flute case dangling from one hand. She heard voices inside the Great Hall and, stomach full of butterflies, she approached it. Inside, the four tables had vanished and were replaced by an chairs arranged in a cresent shape in front of the dias where the staff table usually was. Students were talking excitedly, unpacking various instruments and tuning, playing exerpts of different pieces. Ginny spotted Pavarti Patil and her twin, Padma, warming up together. While talking to them, she found out that Pavarti was also a flautist and Padma played the violin.

"What's he doing here?" Pavarti asked with a malevolent tone. Ginny turned and saw Draco Malfoy striding in to the Great Hall, carrying a violin case. His chin was raised in defiance, his step purposeful and confident.

Ginny's eyes widened in surprise. "Considering he comes from a family of Death Eaters, I'm surprised he even knows what an orchestra is," she muttered sardonically as the Patil twins giggled. Nonetheless, she wondered how well Draco could play his instrument.

Her stomach plummeted slightly as she saw Dean walk in with trumpet case in hand. "This is gonna be a very interesting orchestra," Pavarti observed, following Ginny's gaze. She was right. Ginny spotted Luna Lovegood with a large case that came up to her shoulder, Neville warming up with his clarinet, Ernie Macmillen showing off to Hannah Abbot (both carrying violins), Blaize Zabini lugging his double bass into position whilst Professor Sprout set her up her cello.

It was then when Prof. Flitwick strode in and said, "Everyone put your instruments down. I need you all to play individually so that I know where everyone is, and where to put you." Everyone started muttering and sat in their chairs quietly, the houses easily separated.

Ernie Macmillen played first, with a very impressive violin solo, energetic and fast. He was placed with the first violins. When Luna was called on to play, she summoned a stool and her instrument with her.

"Excuse me, Ms Lovegood, is that a tuba?" Flitwick asked, peering over his specticles.

"Why, yes," Luna responded dreamily. "It's an heirloom from my grandmother, Professor. She was the greatese tuba player in London in her day. Father decided to give me her instrument as it seemed to have skipped a generation."

"Indeed," Flitwick said with a cough. "It's not often we find find tuba players. Continue then." Luna played a polka, with a significant 'oompah' feel to it. Her face grew redder as she played, and her blonde eyebrows wiggled energetically but she played very well. She was accompanied off-stage with surprised applause.

"Mr. Malfoy," Flitwick called.

Draco stood up and sauntered to the dias. He placed his violin carefully underneath his chin and closed his eyes. The music that followed surprised the orchestra more than Luna's piece did. Draco was good. Very good. Ginny thought he would've played for atleast five years, if not more. But it wasn't just his skill, it was also his emotion and his tone. It was a slow, sad piece, the mournful tune was suited to violin perfectly, causing emotions to smart and choke up in one's throat. It prickled the flesh and chilled the bone. As Draco played his last note, the orchestra applauded loudly. Ginny wiped moisture from her eyes, hoping no one noticed her. Flitwick immediately put Draco in the first violin section, and made him his first violinist.

"That was beautiful," Pavarti whispered in awe as Malfoy strode back to his seat, a smirk forming on his lips.

"Unexpected," Ginny replied thickly.

"Are you crying?" Pavarti asked in surprise.

Ginny was saved by Flitwick. "Ginny Weasley!" She grabbed her flute and approached the dias. Without any hesitation, she raised her flute up to her lips. For a second she glanced at Draco, whose face was like a blank page. She took a deep breath and launched into a fiery minor key, her fingers flying from the keys. She had no idea how good she was, but she enjoyed the piece as it suited her temperment and her style. As he ended on a determined A, the performance earned her the place as first flautist.

After the performances, Flitwick said, "We won't be doing any rehearsing this week, as this was just to test the waters a bit. I do, however, want to push for a concerto since we have many talented musicians. A list will go up in the Entrance Hall to sign up for soloists."

It was only later in the week when Ginny looked at the lists. She was alone, Harry gone to do some work in the library with Ron and Hermione. She saw only one name, she could only guess who it was.

Ernie Macmillen.

Ginny smiled wryly. Ernie was a good violinist, but Ginny wasn't sure if he was good enough to be a soloist. Ernie was always ambitious, and probably was the first to sign up since the morning the list appeared. Ginny considered her options. Fifth year was tough enough, but Ginny thought that she could manage to balance her work, Harry and the orchestra rather evenly. Even if she did fall behind, she was diligent enough to catch up or ask for an extension. She fished out a quill and scribbled her name on to the list.

Ginny was buzzing with energy when she walked into practice.

"Ginny, I heard you signed up for soloist!" Pavarti exclaimed excitedly. Ginny smiled as she unpacked her flute. "Only two other people signed up for solos," she went on.

"Two?" Ginny asked.

"Ernie Macmillen and, get this, Draco Malfoy!"

"No!" Ginny gasped.

"Attention please!" Flitwick tapped his conductor stick on the music stand in front of him. He had to stand on a stool in order to be seen by the whole orchestra. "I have the names of the soloists and I've done some thought on the subject." He paused, the orchestra waiting with bated breath, Ernie Macmillen literally on the edge of his seat. "I have decided to have two soloists in this concerto." He adjusted his spectacles on his nose, the tension mounting in the room. "I believe our soloists are Ginny Weasley and Draco Malfoy."

Ginny's jaw dropped, Ernie protested in silent outrage and Malfoy frowned.

"Are – are you sure those are the two soloists?" Ernie stammered.

"Yes, yes, I'm not mistaken," Flitwick replied matter-of-factly. "Here is the sheet music, let's start from the beginning, the soloists can play with the orchestra until next week."