DON'T OWN ANYTHING SO YEAH EXCEPT FOR THE STORY MAYBE BUT THEN THAT BELONGS TO MY BIG SMALL BRAIN

Such thing as true love?

It is officially Christmas Morning. Harry the "great" was lying in bed eating the chocolate fudge that Mrs. Weasley had kindly baked for him since his first year. This is his 7th and last. Having some on his nose, he was thinking about Cho. She is not here this year, last year was her last. They have been going out together until last year that was, she had now gone to America to study on about god remembers what. He has been in a depressed mood since Dumbledore announced that school was officially over. A couple that everyone was talking about, he had loved her deeply and that was only a few months ago and now, he had even forgot how she look like. Another girl had consumed his mind. She was someone that admired him since she was able to read yet he had ignored her near to completely.

She just popped up in his mind like a click. How much she has changed and grown over the years. From shy and curly red hair to straight and long who was confident and strong. She would appear in his mind whenever he had settled down, whenever he thought of Cho, she would come and take over so that all the thought and dreamed of was her and only her only. He had only realized her now. He was bloody falling in love with her. Leaving Cho behind, the girl he had liked since grade 4.

Hedwig flew in from the windows, landing on his box of chocolate frogs, she looked old now. But as usual as she appeared, a letter or parcel had appeared. It was from the crying girl with black hair.

Dearest Harry,

Happy Merry Christmas. How are you? America's great, too bad your not here to share it with me! Miss me don't you? Hey, have a happy Christmas and don't depress of not having me beside you. I'm sorry but I have to attend this course. Well best wishes, Yours, Cho Chang

Underneath the signature in pink was a kiss. This made life so much more worse for him. He now felt guilty of liking Ginny but he could not help it. He had to do something. He had decided to show her his love... Big mistake?

"Breakfast Harry, breakfast!" It was Ron. "Hurry up you big bafoon! I'm waiting..."

"Coming,coming." He heaved himself up and put his shirt back on. Not looking where he is going, he tripped over Trevor the frog/toad and bashed into the mind consumer. Both of them landed on there butt and felt slightly dizzy.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry, are you okay?". No response. Ginny walked up to Harry to see that he was knocked out and his glasses were broken. She used her magic to lift him up and tried to transport him to the Hospital as quickly as she could.

Hell his is heavy. He is so skinny yet weighs more than Ron and mind myself, he is alright heavy. She was walking through a corridor when he was so heavy, she could not keep him above floor level, so when she went past a corner, she accidentally bashed him into the wall leaving a small trail of blood...

Ginny left him on a hospital bed and went to find Madam Pomfrey for help and went to breakfast herself not wanting to miss the hash browns.

He opened his eyes once again. Every single year he has to end up here, here in Hospital Wing for whatever reasons. Whether it is a fall from the sky or having his bone taken out, he ends up here. The very same hospital with the very same healer in the very same bed, the one beside the window facing the lake with the giant squid in it.

He blinked. And blinked. And sat up. Looked around him.

Oh no, here again, now what have I done this time? Oww, me and my big fat head, it hurts so bloody MUCH man. Now what have I've done? Think.. Think... Think...

"GINNNY!"

He jumped up from bed and ran towards the exit ignoring the sign on the floor which says : 'be careful wet floor'. He ran and ever not surprisingly, he slipped and fell forward into the Malfoy who just came in because he had a fork stabbed into his arm and tomato sauce on his head. It was dinner time.

"Bloody hell Potter, Watch where you're going will you? I know you may be clumsy but still, try and use your eyes!"

But Harry was just not listening he forgot he did not have his glasses on.

"Ginny, Ginny, is that you?" He had flopped right on Draco Malfoy, head on chest, arms round waist. Draco who was rather disgusted heaved him on the nearest bed...

"No Potter, I'm not your sweet little number one red headed fan. You better get some sleep and rest before you start kissing me or something."

"But Ginny, don't leave me alone."

Draco did not care, he needed to find Madam Pomfrey quickly. He is dying for some help with the fork in his hand and get his shiny blonde hair that he has been keeping in near perfect since when he knew what a hair brush does clean.

"Ginny.. Ginny... I love you, don't.. go!" Harry was so dizzy yet dying to just see her drifted off to sleep dreaming about Ginny. Forgetting that he was "suppose" to be in love with Cho...