Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns HP. That is all. A/N: REWRITE for Notes, Letters and the Unexpected: I had mixed reviews and I agree: it needed fleshing out. Loosely based on my original idea where HP & GW kissed in the Room of Requirement & things get awkward leaving Ginny to develop forbidden thoughts for someone she least expects. Warning: Harry bashing. OOC characters and AU universe. Definite M rating for sexual themes/swearing. For the Ginny lovers.

Forbidden Thoughts

One

Ginny Weasley was the youngest and only daughter of Molly and Arthur Weasley; sister to six sometimes annoying, but totally protective brothers, she was as tall as her third eldest brother, Percy with dark red hair that fell down to her shoulders; a cunning smile like Fred and George's and freckles like Bill; she loved Quidditch maybe even more than Ron, and exotic places like Charlie and despite what everybody thought, she wasn't in love with Harry Potter.

She had come to this conclusion after their first kiss, in the room of requirement, where for two minutes she had locked lips with the Boy Who Lived and it had been the worst kiss she'd ever experienced. Comparing Harry to both Dean Thomas and Michael Corner, Ginny's reality with Harry had not been as good as her fantasy. Not to be mean but it was like kissing a fish. Harry's lips were slimy and slobbery. She had broken apart from him looking revolted and wanting to emit the large globule of spit Harry had transferred into her mouth when he tried to tongue her! What had she been thinking?!

There was also no spark. She needed the spark. Harry seemed to think he was a good kisser and had leant in for another round but Ginny would rather have kissed Hagrid! Ginny tried her hardest not to say what she thought, because it would have made him cry. So she put a hand against his chest and shook her head, "No Harry." He looked abashed, but she had to say it. "I don't think it's a good idea." She left him standing in the room of requirement, trying to forget the awful taste of his mouth against hers.

When she saw Harry each time in the common room with Ron and Hermione or sometimes alone, she wasn't completely rude, she said hello, but she made it clear that they were just friends, nothing more. What they shared had been an experiment, but she wasn't in love with him. She had received her answer. She and Harry weren't a match. He was Ron's best friend, and almost like an adopted brother. Her prince charming was elsewhere.

"Hi Ginny!" Harry said, somehow blotting his quill all over his homework, he tried to wipe it away hastily, but got ink all over his face in the rush. "Uh, how have you been?" He grinned.

"Fine. Is that Snape's essay?" Ginny asked, but not really caring, she already knew it was, she could see the question at the top of this parchment.

Harry snorted, shaking his head and then tried to cover it quickly, "Pfff no."

"Then what is it?" Ginny asked with raised eyebrows. The awkwardness between them had escalated since the dreaded kiss and Harry wouldn't let it go. He was trying so hard to get her attention, but she wouldn't agree to it. She and Harry weren't a match and if he kept doing what he was trying to do, soon they wouldn't be friends either.

"Ay? Er... shopping list," he blushed. His hand slapped over the title quickly.

"Oh really, and what are you shopping for?" Ginny said, knowing she had caught Harry in a lie.

"Christmas presents. Let's hope you've been nice this year, not naughty?" Harry's blushed scarlet at the thought. Ginny ignored the sexual implications that came with that message and waved him good luck, heading to class. It annoyed her that Harry had lied when he needn't have. She often saw Hermione helping him and Ron out with homework - especially with Snape's assignments. Their friendship was obviously ruined now thanks to that awful kiss.

Ginny arrived in Professor Binns' class and rolled her eyes when she saw Michael Corner in deep discussion with Terry Boot. They were trying to get Romilda Vane's attention. He had obviously moved on. Finally. He was almost as worse as Harry. Why was it that boys were such idiots? She had dumped Michael because he got sulky when Gryffindor beat Ravenclaw in Quidditch and because she had seen him eyeing Cho Chang and it was starting to irritate her. Hers and Dean's relationship had started at Quidditch in the stands where they had accidently bumped into each other. On the third encounter, Ginny had been rather daring and sick of being treated like she was still ten by everyone in her family that she thought, what the hell, he's cute. She kissed him on their first date. They had dated for a few months before Dean got jealous of her friendship with Harry. This should have been a sign. Of course if she'd known then how she and Harry had lacked chemistry, she wouldn't have kissed him. Dean had been perhaps the closest idea to love, but still, she was only fifteen... maybe she hadn't met who she was meant to be with.

Ginny returned her gaze to Professor Binns and tried to look interested: this failed because he sounded like a Muggle aeroplane and it put her to sleep instantly. The rest of the class were all in a stupor. Every now and then Zacharias Smith kept shooting her strange looks and she gathered what happened in the room of requirement didn't stay in the room of requirement. To be blunt, her kiss with Harry Potter was now all over Hogwarts.

Snogging Dean had been educational, but even he wasn't what she wanted. She needed something different. Someone different. She needed something real.

"Ginny Weasley!" She was woken to a shove in the arm by Luna Lovegood. Ginny snapped out of her daydream, storing away weird images and looking up bleary eyed to see the whole classroom watching her. "What have I just been saying for the last half an hour?" Professor Binns sounded like a deteriorating motor. She wished he'd shut up, pity he hadn't died. No one should be listening to him drone on and on.

Ginny yawned openly and Zacharias chuckled loudly. Ginny quoted what she'd heard before she nodded off and smiled sweetly, "I need to use the bathroom." She said after Binns glared at her, what he'd been saying was exactly what she had quoted, he hadn't moved on from his first point! She wondered how many complaints came in about Binns a day. Merlin, he was BORING! He huffed but relented and Ginny caught Zacharias' ominous smile. She ignored it: no it wasn't code for let's make out. She really needed to pee.

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