I watch her smile falter as I tease Harry about Cho Chang and it fills me with such envy. I knew she had a crush on him since the first day she met him. I always thought she would grow out of it, that she liked the idea of him more than she actually liked him.
I have to walk away as I see her regain her confidence and begin to joke with Harry in a flirtatious manner. I longed to be the one that could make her laugh with such ease. Making my way up the stairs I chance a look back at the giggling pair and watch as Harry places his hand on Ginny's leg. Continuing my trip up the stairs of the Burrow, I try my hardest to keep from losing my cool. Once I get to Ginny's bedroom, I let the tears flow freely from my eyes.
Half an hour later I hear the door opening and I decide to pretend to be asleep. I hear the floorboards creak as she tries to make her way quietly into the other twin bed. After a few minutes I hear her start to snore slightly and as strange as it may be, I find the slumbering sound quite adorable. I let the sound lull me to sleep as I fall deep into a dream world where things didn't have to be so complicated.
The next morning I wake up to see her bed empty. I assume that she must be eating breakfast, so I decide to make my way downstairs. When I get to the kitchen I see that Harry is seated across from Ron and right next to Ginny. I make my way to the table and take a seat next to Ron.
"Morning Hermione," Harry says politely.
"Mumph-ing Heeerm-umph-ne" Ron attempts to repeat Harry's greeting as he continues to shovel food down his throat. I don't know how one person can eat so much, but stay so thin.
"Good morning guys," I answer as I chance a glance at Ginny, who hasn't even looked in my direction once. I watch as she plays with the food on her plate and I soon realize that her hands are shaking slightly.
"How are you this morning, Gin?" I ask, longing to hear her voice.
"I'm, um… I'm good" She says, then gives Harry a look that I cannot read.
"Would you please excuse us for a moment?" It was really more of a statement than a question. I knew Harry only worded it that way to be polite. I watched as they made their way out the backdoor of the Burrow.
"What was that all about?" I question aloud.
"Who knows. Those to have been acting weird the whole summer." Ron replies and goes back to eating.