A/N: Hello :). I wasn't going to start this story until I'd finished Changes (which I haven't given up on, by the way, just in case you read that) but I kept getting so many ideas, so I had to start this now. I couldn't wait any longer and here we go - chapter one of Falling For You. I hope you enjoy it :)

Ginny Weasley was bored. She lay on her bed, listening to the variety of different sounds coming from around The Burrow. Loud bangs undoubtedly coming from Fred and George's room, the clang of dishes coming from the kitchen and then the laughter of Ron and Hermione coming from above her. Ginny frowned. She was always left out from their conversations and always felt lonely during the summer. It's certainly not fun when yourself Is the only company you'd have for two months.

Ginny sighed and got up off her bed. She was just making her way over to pick up a copy of Witch Weekly which was laying on her desk, when she heard her mother shouting from downstairs.

'Ron! Hermione! Come down here! Harry's here!'

She froze. How could she of forgotten that Harry was coming today? Then again, no one told her anything around here. Ginny heard the floorboards outside her door creak, as Ron and Hermione passed it on their way down to greet Harry. She then walked over to her door and pressed her ear against it, eager to overhear some conversation that would be taking place downstairs.

'How wonderful to see you!' Ginny heard Hermione say. She sighed again, for she wished she could just talk to Harry like that, without thinking anything of it. To Ginny, it was a big deal just trying to say 'hello' to Harry. She always blushed, got all tongue tied and on occasion, would embarrass herself around him, for example the incident four summers ago when she knocked over a bowl and put her elbow in the butter dish, when Harry had simply asked if she was starting Hogwarts this year.

This year, Ginny was determined that things would be different. She was going to go down there, right now and greet him, it couldn't be that difficult right? She was going to prove that she wasn't a little blushing girl anymore and in fact was a confident young woman. Ginny reached for her door handle but then pulled back for she didn't even know how to greet him.

'Just say hi.' Ginny told herself as she heard Fred and George saying something, followed by laughter ringing out from downstairs. 'Fred and George have gone down, so why shouldn't you?'

She went to open her door again but yet again, pulled back her hand.

'What if I end up just standing there, not finding the right words to say?' she worried. 'I can't make a fool of myself again like I do pretty much every summer. Harry must think I'm so strange, not being able to talk to him and-'

'Ginny, who are you talking to?'

Ginny turned pink. Ron had been standing outside her door and she hadn't even realised. She hoped he didn't hear too much and hoped even more that Harry wasn't with him.

'I um…I was reading out loud.' Ginny fibbed. This sounded like a legitimate excuse to her, so he would hopefully believe it.

'Really?' Ron asked, before adding. 'Only I swear I heard you say Harry's name.'

Ginny went even pinker.

'I didn't, you must have misheard, I said um, I said hurry. Yeah, hurry.' Ginny stammered before adding. 'Anyway, what do you want?'

'Mum told me to come and get you - dinner's ready.' Ron informed her.

'Oh.' Ginny said, before quickly adding. 'Alright, thanks.'

She opened her door and begun following Ron downstairs, heart racing as she heard Harry talking about the Dursleys.

'What took you so long?' Ginny heard her mother ask as Ron walked into the kitchen.

'Ginny was talking to herself.' She heard Ron say as she stepped off the bottom step.

'I was not!' she cried as she turned and walked into the kitchen, glaring at her brother who now was taking a seat beside Harry. His hair was cut short again, he was wearing a navy t-shirt with some sort of Muggle logo on the front and he was staring, his bright green eyes shining through his round glasses, staring at her, an amused smile on his face.

Ginny felt herself blushing.

'Great.' She thought, as she made her way over to the vacant chair, between Hermione and George . 'Here we go again.'

'Hey, Ginny.' Harry said, cheerfully as Ginny pulled the chair back. 'How are you?'

Ginny felt her heart going again, as she made eye contact with him, trying to stop being so nervous and to instead be her normal self around him, which certainly wouldn't involve blushing and knocking things over.

'I'm good Harry.' Ginny said, in a voice she'd put on, to try and sound cool, but realised this made her sound like an idiot, so decided to talk normally after that. 'How about y-ARGH!'

Ginny never got to finish what she was saying, for when she had gone to sit down, she discovered that the chair wasn't there as she fell straight down to the floor with a thud.

She felt herself go red again as she heard her brothers laughing at her and her mother asking them what an earth had just happened, since she hadn't witnessed it herself.

'Not again…' she thought, whilst sat on the floor, like an idiot. Ginny covered her face with her hands and heard the scraping of a chair before feeling the presence of someone in front of her.

'You alright?'

Ginny's breath caught in her throat. It was Harry. She slowly removed the hands from her face and forced herself to look into those brilliant green eyes of his.

'Uh...yeah.' she said, quietly. 'Can't believe I misjudged where the chair was…'

'Ah, well don't let it bother you too much, we've all done it a few times.' Harry told her reassuringly, as he held out a hand, offering to help her up.

Ginny stared at his hand for a few seconds, before taking it. Her skin tingled at his touch and she once again, felt herself blushing as he pulled her up off the floor. Ginny was shocked that Harry didn't let go of her hand straight away once she was standing up again. It took him a few seconds to let go.

'Thanks.' Ginny said, smiling at him slightly.

'No problem.' Harry replied, smiling back and returning to his seat.

Still smiling, Ginny sat down, making sure she didn't misjudge where the chair was this time.

Once everyone was finished, Ron immediately asked Harry and Hermione if they wanted to go up to his room now, to which both agreed. Ginny watched, enviously as the three got up from the table and made their way up the stairs, talking and laughing amongst themselves. Though somewhat satisfied she had spoken a little with Harry over dinner, she sighed, for once again, she was left out.

'Ginny, come and help me with the washing up, dear.' Mrs Weasley said.

Ginny groaned. Why did she always have to be the one stuck doing the washing up when they were always up there, hanging out and having a laugh.

'Don't you start grumbling, Ginny.' Mrs Weasley said, firmly as Ginny joined her at the sink and begun scrubbing at one of the plates, rather quickly.

'I'm not, Mum, it's just not fair that I'm always left out.' Ginny spat, putting the finished plate down a little too hard on the side, and causing it to smash. 'Oh for merlin's sake!'

'Oh for goodness sake!' Mrs Weasley said, annoyed at the broken plate. She pulled out her wand and muttered 'Reparo.'

Once the plate was in one piece again, she carefully put it away and took the plate Ginny was currently holding and scrubbed at it herself.

'I'll do the plates, since you are clearly in a sulky mood and can't be trusted with them.' She said.

'I'm not, Mum!' Ginny cried, voice raising slightly. 'Like I said, why should I have to do the dishes, while they're all up there having fun?!'

'Ginny, those three have always been that way.' Her mother reminded her. 'Besides, you are most likely too young to understand and to be hearing the things they talk about, dear.'

'Too young?' Ginny questioned, now even more annoyed. 'I'm fifteen in two weeks, that's hardly too young!'

'Ginny, don't you start shouting at me, young lady.' Mrs Weasley warned.

'I'm not! I'm just…never mind.' Ginny said, before turning away. She jumped out her skin when she saw that Harry was standing in the doorway of the kitchen. Had he been listening the whole time?

'Um, sorry I left my jacket down here…do you know where it is?' he asked them.

Ginny just stared at him, before running upstairs.

'Ginny?' she heard him say, before she heard her mother telling him that it was on the coat hanger. Ginny then slammed her door shut and threw herself down on her bed.

'Guess I'm always going to Ron's stupid little sister.' She said, bitterly to herself, grabbing her pillow, before throwing it across her room. Ginny rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling, her eyes beginning to sting.

'No, Ginny, don't cry, you don't do that anymore.' She told herself, in her head. 'If you cry, then that just will make everyone see you as a stupid little girl even more than they already do.

She sighed, pulled her duvet over herself and shut her eyes, trying to calm down.

She heard the floorboards outside her door creak again. Ginny guessed it was Harry, making his way back up to Ron's room and this was confirmed when she heard Hermione saying : 'Harry, there you are!'

Ginny tried to block out their voices but when she heard Fred and George's voices coming from Ron's room, she quickly grew angry again, angrier than she was before. They were all in there, except her and no one, as usual, had even thought to invite her to join them.

Ginny threw the duvet off her and sat up quickly. She then proceeded to storm across her room and pull open her door, slamming it beside her. Next, Ginny stormed up the stairs, all the way up to Ron's bedroom. Once she'd reached it, she kicked the door open with a bang, causing everyone inside the room to stop talking and all stare at her.

'Oh, sorry am I interrupting?' Ginny smirked, her eyes narrowed. She then continued, her voice raising to a shout with. 'Every summer. Every summer this happens. You all sit in here having a good old laugh together whilst I just lay in my room, all by myself, bored out of my bloody mind! No one ever thinks to include me do they? I bet you'd even let Percy join you if he still lived here! None of you care that every single year, I feel so left out. I'm just a stupid little girl to you, aren't I? Well, I'll have you know I'm so much more than that and you'd know that if you only gave me a chance!'

She paused and scanned everyone. Ron, Fred and George looked as though they were trying not to laugh, Hermione was looking at her as though she was crazy and Harry was just staring.

'Why am I even wasting my time?' Ginny questioned. 'It's clear none of you even care how I feel. You lot carry on with whatever you were talking about and don't mind the little girl who is all alone a few floors below. Don't even bother with her, you clearly don't want or need her around. You just leave her to help with the housework and the damn dishes. You just leave her to hope one of you will invite her to join for a change, instead of making her feel left out and inferior!'

Ginny paused again, her eyes stinging with tears again. She heard George stifle a giggle and glared at him.

'Think it's funny do you?' she yelled. 'Oh yeah, it's hilarious that stupid little Ginny is angry about being left out all the time. Yes, so amusing. She's so funny and can't be taken seriously. What a silly little girl, she is, trying to make a scene. Funniest thing we're going to see all summer!'

Ginny looked at everyone again. Hermione was looking down, her brothers expressions remained the same. Harry was frowning and was about to say something, but someone else had beat him to it.

'Ginevra Molly Weasley, what has gotten into you?' Mrs Weasley shouted, bursting into the room. She grabbed Ginny's arm and began pulling her away. 'Bed, now!'

'Mum, you can't make me go to bed at 7:30pm!' Ginny cried. 'I'm not a little kid!'

'The way you're acting, young lady, you could have had us all fooled that you are!' Mrs Weasley snapped pulling Ginny out of the room and grabbing Ron's door. 'Sorry, dears.' She said to everyone else, before closing the door behind them.

Mrs Weasley attempted to begin pulling Ginny down the stairs too, but Ginny swatted her arm away and ran down them herself, shutting herself in her room and throwing herself down on her bed again, now succumbed to tears.

Now she'd done it. She knew her brothers – especially Fred and George – would be making fun of her for the rest of the summer and she had a feeling Hermione and Harry were probably mad at her and Harry would think she was even more of an idiot than he already most likely did. Ginny quickly wiped away her tears and punched her mattress. Why couldn't she just be normal around him for once…why couldn't she have just simply gone in there and told them in a non-angry way that she was bored and decided to join them.

A/N: I hope you liked the first chapter :). I know there wasn't really any H/G but there will be soon, trust me ;) haha.