Hi, guys! First off, I GOT THE IDEA FOR THIS STORY FROM PINKIEPONK'S A TWIST IN THE TALE! Good, now I've given pinkieponk credit for the idea. One thing you must note is that these chapters are pre-written, so if you make a request, I might edit the next chapter, or I might not. Also, I know this chapter is quite short. Don't worry, they'll get longer. Oh, and I also plan on responding to reviews, so feel free to ask any questions you wish. There, now let's get started!

Disclaimer: Sure, J.K. Rowling is writing fanfiction, when she could just make this cannon. Seriously, though, I don't own Harry Potter.

Her eyes...

They were filled with fiery passion. They were full of life, full of ambition. They were full of happiness, full of spunk. Yes, they were full of spunk, sassiness, and stubbornness, and all three of those characteristics were actually quite attractive, in his opinion. Those beautiful, bright brown orbs were something to marvel at, and he did marvel at them. Often. Those eyes were very easy to get lost in, not that he was surprised by that.

Her hair…

Her hair was a symbol of her personality, really. It was fiery, blazing, and it stood out. However, as fiery and blazing as it was, he often imagined that it was soft and silky. He wondered what it would be like to touch that hair. Amazing, probably.

Her voice…

Her voice could make snap him out of any daze. It was like that of an angel (however corny that sounded, it was true). Her voice could make him feel however she wanted him to. When the voice sounded stern, he felt very guilty. When it sounded sad, he could feel her pain, and would ache for her. When it sounded happy, especially when she laughed, he felt thrilled, as if nothing could go wrong so long as she was happy. When the voice was daring, he felt giddy and excited.

Yes, there was no doubt about it. He loved her. Harry James Potter was helplessly in love with Ginevra Molly Weasley. No, this wasn't easy on the Boy Who Lived at all.

It was in Harry's second year, when Ginny first attended Hogwarts, that he began to have a small crush on her. He couldn't help but notice how pretty the auburn-haired girl was. However, it was only a crush. He wasn't head-over-heels for Ginny…yet. In fact, Harry was quite content with their friendship, which was growing to rival the friendship of the Golden Trio, but, in a way, was different than his relationship with Ron and Hermione. Harry loved spending time with Ginny. She never seemed to think of him as Harry Potter, Boy Who Lived. In her eyes, he was Harry. Just…Harry. It was fun to escape the worries of possibly being the Heir of Slytherin, and Ginny helped him do just that. She wouldn't talk to him about it unless he wanted her to, which he never did. Harry would grow to love that about her, eventually.

They talked about all sorts of random topics. Quidditch, life at home (Harry would often make fun of Dudley when they talked about home life), the horrors of Potions, how Ginny dealt with her brothers, particularly Fred and George, and about any other random thing that happened to be on their minds when they hung out. It was quite a good escape for the both of them.

Ginny even confided in Harry about her huge crush on a certain second year, Dean Thomas. Around Dean, she was shy, clumsy, and her face was as red as her hair. In short, she was her complete opposite. She obsessed over the boy, babbling about him to Harry constantly. Harry tried not to be annoyed that she always, always talked about Dean.

However, Dean took no notice of poor Ginny. This caused the normally confident, independent Ginny to become extremely insecure and vulnerable. No matter how much Harry tried to comfort the youngest Weasley, she seemed to be losing that confidence that, in Harry's opinion, was one of her best qualities. It got worse and worse. Harry, having grown to know the girl very well, could tell she was slipping into a sort of depression. One instant stuck out very much to Harry.

It was Valentine's Day, and Ginny had sent Dean Thomas a singing dwarf as a Valentine in a desperate attempt to get the oblivious Dean to notice her. However, it did more damage than good. Dean was completely embarrassed, and the whole thing was a huge fiasco. By the time the song was finished, both Dean and Ginny wanted to disappear for the rest of the day...or the rest of their lives, perhaps. Later on, when classes were over, Ginny spilled her emotions all over Harry as they strode about the castle grounds.

"What's wrong with me, Harry?! Honestly, a dwarf-delivered singing Valentine! He probably thinks I'm some weird, obsessive stalker! He probably hates me for embarrassing him!" Ginny ranted to Harry.

"Come on, Ginny, don't beat yourself up. I'm sure he didn't mind," Harry tried to comfort her. Ginny didn't need another reason to be so insecure.

"Did you see his face?! Of course he minded! I just know he'll never forgive me for this. I humiliated him in front of everyone!" Ginny exclaimed.

"Ginny, he doesn't think that."

"Harry, he hated it!"

"Ginny," he said, placing a comforting hand around her shoulder, "Dean doesn't mind. I'm sure he doesn't! I know Dean, and he'll probably just laugh it off. He probably thinks it was cute."

"Easy for you to say," Ginny grumbled, "You've got loads of Valentine. You don't know what it's like to not fit it."

The first part was true. Harry had received many Valentines, and he still hadn't gone through them all (he was slightly afraid a love potion had been hidden in some of his food Valentines, so he didn't eat any of them). However, the last part wasn't true. Harry knew exactly what it was like to be different, and he told Ginny that. Without going into much detail, but still enough to make his point, Harry told Ginny a little bit about his primary school days, and how he had been singled out his very first day of school. Then, going into slightly more detail, he told her of how much pressure he had faced as the Boy Who Lived, and how nerve-wracking it was for him in his first year at Hogwarts.

"And look how I turned out! I'm probably the most singled out kid this school's seen in a while, but I'm still happy. I'm going to a great school, and I've got friends to help me through the hard times. You've got friends here too, Ginny, and a family. You've got me, your brothers, and other friends too. We'll always be there for you, Ginny."

Ginny smiled at Harry, wiping tears away from her eyes.

"Thanks, Harry, I needed that," she said, enveloping the boy in an unexpected, yet certainly not unwelcomed, hug. His cheeks turned a delicate shade of pink, and he stared after Ginny as she left.

However, despite their little heart-to-heart, Ginny was still very insecure. Harry was becoming increasingly worried about her. He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but Ginny seemed to be getting rather pale lately. Ron wasn't too worried.

"She's Ginny," Ron had said, unconcerned, "Nobody's as tough as her. She'll pull through."

Hermione might've been worried about Ginny, but currently, the brightest witch of her age was in the Hospital Wing, having been Petrified by the monster of the Chamber of Secrets. Worry over Hermione had put Ginny out of even Harry's mind for a while. He hated to see one of his best friends so lifeless. Another thing also happened to help shove Ginny out of Harry's mind. When Harry and Ron had visited their bushy-haired friend in the Hospital Wing, Harry's keen Seeker eyes had spotted a small, crumpled paper in Hermione's hand. From the paper, he'd figured out that the monster in the Chamber of Secrets was actually a basilisk. He figured out why none of the Muggle-borns (and Mrs. Norris) hadn't died, since looking into a basilisk's eyes caused instant death. This managed to preoccupy Harry for some time, Ginny slipping to the back of his mind. He would one day regret that.

HER SKELETON WILL LIE IN THE CHAMBER FOREVER

The message, crimson in color, sent chills down Harry's spine. Seeing the blood-red message on the wall, Harry got a strange, sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. Harry somehow seemed to know who it was about. His suspicions were confirmed when he and Ron overheard the teachers' meeting over the message on the wall.

It was Ginny.

Harry froze for a second, absorbing the news. Ginny, his Ginny, was trapped within the Chamber of Secrets, For all he knew, she could be de-

No, he wouldn't let himself think about that.

When Ron and Harry heard that Gilderoy Lockhart was in charge of rescuing Ginny, they knew it was up to them, though they probably would've insisted on going no matter what teacher was in charge.

So Ron and Harry went on a quest to find Ginny and save her. Forcing Lockhart, who had been attempting to run away, to go with them.

It was in the Chamber of Secrets that Harry's feelings for Ginny became stronger, though he still wasn't in love with the girl. It was something about seeing her cold, ghostly white body, drained of nearly all life, that stirred something within Harry. It was a mixture of protectiveness, anger at whoever did this, panic at seeing Ginny nearly dead, horror, and sorrow. He also began to feel guilt when Tom Riddle explained that Ginny had poured her life force into a diary, which began to possess her, and now Tom, whom Harry discovered was actually Voldemort of the past, locked away in the diary, was sucking out Ginny's life. Harry, feeling the need to protect the girl from further harm, battled the basilisk, destroying both it and Tom, nearly dying in the process.

Perhaps it was realizing how close he had been to losing her, or realizing how much she'd put up with for the entirety of the school year, but whatever it was, in that Chamber, Harry began to appreciate Ginny much more. He realized his feelings for her.

Harry became very taken with Ginny from then on, though he tried hard to hide it. Her face filled his thoughts. She gave him this warm, tingly, butterflies-in-the-stomach sensation. He had to avoid making a complete fool of himself around her. He stared at her sometimes, found himself hypnotized by her. Yes, Harry had it bad, and his feelings for Ron's little sister would never fade away. They would grow stronger.

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