Ginny was in the common room, doodling on her parchment, all alone. The common room's nearly deserted. That's what she wants, to be alone. No one could disturb her or mind what she's doing. She can daydream as long as no one would come to her, especially "he". She can jot down what's on her mind, but everytime she's alone she always finds herself doodling one name over and over again.
"Hey, Ginny!" Someone called her. Ginny spun around and saw Ron, Hermione, and Harry climbed in. Ginny felt that familiar jolt in her stomach.
Oh no! she thought and looked at her parchment.
I love Harry. Hope he feels the same-No! He loves Cho. Oh damn! Why did I fall in love with him? Uhmmm… Simple! Because he's kind, caring, and—yeah! Too bad he'll never like me—but he's starting to notice me—no! Cho again. Remember. He'll never fancy me. Never love me… Harry, when will you ever notice me? When will you open your eyes to see that I'm just here? When—
"What's that, Gin?"
Ginny jumped and looked up. It was Ron.
"Nothing," she said and crumpled it quickly and threw it to the fire. She watched it burn into ashes.
"What was that for?" asked Ron again. Ginny rolled her eyes.
"I said nothing. Besides it's just a doodle,"
"Let's just drop the subject," said Hermione. "Ron, you're like a girl. You're always asking," she added to his boyfriend.
"Whatever," said Ron. Ginny noticed the smile spread across Hermione's face.
"Why are you so happy there?" Ginny asked Hermione, who is sitting next to her.
"It's because of that Ball this Saturday," said Harry dully, who took a seat across Ginny's.
"Yeah! Have you heard about that one, Ginny? It'll happen on this Valentines Day," said Hermione excitedly.
"So what's the big deal? I mean it's just a party," said Ginny as dull as Harry.
"Yeah, right," muttered Harry.
"I know why you're excited, Hermione," said Ginny, grinning.
"Why?"
"Because you don't have to find a date," said Ginny, catching Harry's eye.
"Because Ron is already there for you," said Ginny and Harry together and laughed. Ron and Hermione looked at each other and both smiled.
"You two, if I know you're just jealous of us," said Hermione. Harry and Ginny caught each other's eyes and both turned away to hide the pink patches on their cheeks, but they've got a smile in their faces.
"Yeah! Harry why don't you tell her?" said Ron. Ginny suddenly stopped smiling and looked from Ron then to Harry. Harry looked at Ginny, turned away and looked at Ron. Hermione was looking at him.
"Her? Who her? Oh! "Her"! It's not the right time to tell her," said Harry, managing not to stutter in front of Ginny. He cast Ron a warning look and at the same time he threw sideways glance at Ginny, smiling to himself.
"I think I'm going to sleep now," said Hermione, yawning.
"Me too," Ron said, still smiling.
"Don't mind him, Ginny. He's just unwell," muttered Harry. Ginny grinned. They watched Ron and Hermione walk towards their dormitories.
"No goodnight kiss for me?" they heard Ron say jokingly.
"Goodnight kiss? What if I'll give you a pinch?" repeated Hermione and pinched Ron's shoulder playfully. "Okay," she said and gave him a peck on the cheek. "Goodnight,"
"Goodnight," said Ron with a wink and both went to their dormitories, smiling.
Harry and Ginny laughed at the thought that the two had really end up together. Harry loved the way she laugh and felt the odd jolt in his stomach.
"Those two—I wonder when they'll get married," he said. Ginny smiled and said "Yeah."
"Gin, do you want to go to the ball?" Harry suddenly had said. He wanted to put the words "with me" in his sentence but he haven't got the nerves to. Ginny just stared at him. She thought he was asking her to the ball. She expected to hear the words "with me" but she didn't.
Ginny sighed disappointedly and said, "I dunno. You?" Harry shrugged. Their eyes met. Ginny was melting in his gaze. She refrain herself from looking into those emerald eyes. She was wondering why he looked at her like that. Ginny broke the silence.
"Is there a dirt in my face? Where?" Harry looked away and smiled.
"No. It's just—your eyes I never noticed them that brown…" he lied.
"So, what's happened between you and Cho?"
"She belongs to my past. And I've found someone who's more beautiful than her. About Dean?"
"Dean?" she said and smiled. "It's only my joke when I told Ron that I've chosen him. Someone had already made my heart beat," she added dreamily.
"I think we have to sleep now. We still have classes tomorrow," Harry said.
"Yeah, right," said Ginny and they both stood up.
"Goodnight, Ginny," he said.
"Goodnight too, Harry," she replied and ran to her dorm with a blush in her face.
Harry smiled. At least she said goodnight to me, he thought and went to his dorm. He didn't notice that Ron's still awake. Harry just sat in his bed and kept thinking about "her". Then, suddenly a pillow hit his face.
"Ron! You're still awake? Why did you do it?" Ron laughed.
"To wake you up. Why are you sleeping in a sitting position?"
"Shut up! I'm not yet sleeping!"
"You coming to the ball?"
"Er,"
"If you'll not go to the ball, we'll tell Ginny that you like her," said Ron slyly.
"Ron!" Harry gaped at him.
"You've got to choose," said Ron teasingly. Harry smiled.
"Okay. I'll ask her," and smiled at the plan he had in his head.
"So, that's the deal. Goodnight,"
"Goodnight,"
~*~*~*
Ginny was lying in her bed with thought in her head. She couldn't forget the way Harry stares at her a few minutes ago. There's something in his eyes when he looked at me. I wonder what it is. Could that be love? That seems doubtful. He likes Cho—no! He likes someone else who's more beautiful than Cho. Wait—if he doesn't like you, why did he blush when Ron and Hermione said you're just jealous? I dunno, maybe he's just embarrassed. Why would he be embarrassed? I dunno. That means he likes you—shut up! But I think he's starting to notice me… she thought and found herself fall asleep with Harry in her dreams…