Secret Alliances
"Er...yeah. What's up?"
"Nothing. Just thinking."
"What about?"
"Nothing really."
"Oh. Well, g'night."
"Night."
Harry turned on his heel and walked away, heading to the boys dormitories. Ginny just sat and watched him go. She started thinking about him. It was hard for her to even have a steady conversation with him, she felt so nervous. And she couldn't tell him what was on her mind, because it was he she was thinking of. She got up and went to her dorm and laid in bed, thinking about the possibilities of tomorrow.
Harry awoke the next morning, by the bright light shining through the window. It was a clear sunny day, and birds where flying about, singing their sweet songs. Harry got out of bed, dressed, and tried to tame his hair, like usual, but of course it never worked. 'I really need that muggle hair gel stuff,' he thought. As he was about to leave the dorm, and head to breakfast, Ron stopped him.
"I need to tell you something," he started.
"Ok, what is it Ron?" Harry asked.
Ron took a deep breath.
"IfancyHermioneandwannaaskherouttoHogsmeadeandI'mafraidshe'llrejectme."
"Whoa, what the hell was that mate? Speak clearly," Harry ordered him.
"I fancy Hermione," Ron said with a sigh, "And I wanna take her to Hogsmeade but I don't think she'll say yes." Ron sat down on his four poster with sad look on his face.
"What makes you think that! Of course she'll say yes!" Harry stated.
"Yeah right. Hey wait... Do you think you can ask her for me?" asked a desperate Ron.
Harry thought for a minute. "Alright. On one condition."
"What's that?"
"Find out if Ginny still has that crush on me."
"Why the bloody hell would I do that!"
Harry sighed and started to explain everything he felt yesterday. He told Ron how he's starting to fancy her. Ron look flabbergasted.
"Well, I'd rather her date you than some stupid Hufflepuff git. Sure why not." Ron held out his hand. Harry shook it and the deal was on.
Ginny walked into the library and plopped down onto the nearest chair. She just finished dinner and decided to start her homework here, the Common Room had become to noisy lately. She wondered where Julia was, then remembered she had detention with Snape, for telling Draco Malfoy to shut up. This had happened in the hallway, but unfortunately, Snape saw it. Ginny detested Snape even more by the day. She decided to write in her journal first, before starting on her Charms essay, 'Five Ways To Reverse A Memory Charm.'
Five minutes later Hermione sat down next to her, with half a dozen books in her arms, and laid them out onto the table. "Hey Gin, don't mind if I sit here do you? Just trying to squeeze in some N.E.W.T. studying with my homework," Hermione explained.
"Not at all," Ginny replied.
"What are you writing in?" Hermione asked.
"A journal mum sent me yesterday. I figured I should just use it, wouldn't want a present to go to waste," Ginny responded.
Hermione nodded and went to her work. Ginny finished writing about the days events. Then she realized it was Friday, and had all weekend to do her homework. Since Julia wasn't there, she decided to confide in her other best friend, Hermione.
"Can I ask you something?" Ginny started.
"Uh huh," replied Hermione, deeply involved in a Transfiguration textbook.
"Did you ever have a crush on someone, like a friend, and then realize it might be something more?"
Hermione looked up. "I don't know... Why? Something to do with you?"
"Well, yes. I...I'm starting to fancy Harry...again. But I think it might mean something more this time," Ginny explained while biting her lip and waiting for Hermione's reaction.
"Well, maybe you should talk to him about it," Hermione suggested.
"Could you maybe, talk to him for me?" Ginny pleaded.
"Sure I could. If it's what you want."
"Yes, it is. Is there something you'd like me to do for you in return?"
"No...yes there is," she then added. "I'm starting to have feelings for Ron...well actually, I think they've been there for years, but I'm just catching on to them now."
"Oh okay, interesting. Alright then, I'll talk to my brother, and you talk to Harry. Deal?"
"Deal," Hermione agreed, locking pinkies with Ginny.
