A stolen kiss

Chapter 4 – Top of the list

Author's note: To all of my readers, I am sorry it had taken so long to post this new chapter but I recently started university and have very little time. Also I was struggling to find and interesting way to get the girls to tell the truth. But it is finally done, so enjoy and please review, I am open to ideas.

Harry had made his list of girls and now he had to start crossing off the names on it. There was but one problem, how on earth was he going to find out if the girls were telling the truth. The mystery girl had kept herself a secret from him when they had kissed so why would they come clean now.

"What about verita...something, you know, the truth potion," Ron suggested but Hermione rolled her eyes at him.

"Snape would kill Harry if he stole a bottle and we can't make it because if it goes wrong, people could get hurt,"

Harry actually was considering the truth potion, but it didn't seem to Ginny if she had to spill her deepest secrets. Harry knew how much he would hate having to tell anyone who asked whatever they wanted to know. There had to be a fair way to get the girls to come clean.

"You could do what you did with me," suggested Hermione.

"What did he do with you?" Ron asked suspiciously.

"He kissed me," She answered plainly.

"YOU DID WHAT!"

"Kissed."

"YOU KISSED HER!"

"Umm...Yea." Harry replied a little nervously.

"Why Ronald, is there something wrong with Harry kissing me?" Hermione asked innocently.

"YES...I mean...no, of course not, you just surprised me is all." Ron looked a little sheepish now, he wasn't fooling anyone that he didn't mind Hermione kissing Harry.

"I don't think people will like it if I just keep going around kissing random girls." Harry pushed the conversation back to the task at hand.

"I've got it! Ginny loves competing, doesn't matter what it is." Hermione said.

"So,"

"You challenge her to something and you beat her and you say as your prize, you get to ask her a question and she must be truthful." She finished.

"Brilliant Hermione, what would I do without you."

Later that week Harry was walking alone to lunch after a frightful Divination period, Professor Trelawny had said that he would be killed yet again which was usual, but the this time she also said that he should abandon his quest or people will get hurt. Normally Harry would shrug off Trelawny's predictions but he wasn't sure this time if she might have gotten one right. After all he didn't want people to get hurt.

"Harry." Hermione was running up to catch him, "Harry, Ginny is in the library writing a essay for Flitwick, if you hurry you could talk to her without anyone else being there.

"Thanks Hermione, I'll get going now...Hermione why are all of the students whispering again." After a few weeks, the whispering that Harry was a nutter had quieted down and Harry wasn't at all glad to have it back now.

"Oh, it's me. Some people saw our kiss in the Library and now they all think I'm crazy cause we're going out."

"But Hermione, we're not going out."

"What? Harry aren't we going out, I really thought that all that time we spent together meant something more than friends."

"Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit Hermione."

"Lighten up Harry, at least they aren't talking about you alone this time."

"Woo Hoo," Harry sounded unenthusiastically.

"Remember, Ginny, Library, alone, now, go!" And she pushed Harry towards the nearest passage that would get him to the library.

Harry run down the passage and in no time he got to the library, also he was feeling a little happier since he had bashed over a group of whispering group and they all hissed at him.

As Harry entered the library he saw Ginny instantly. Her bright red hair made the rest of the room look quite dull. As he gained on her, he started stressing about what to say.

"Hey Ginny," He said a little too loud and made her jump and also earned a "shhh" from Madam Pinch.

"Dam it Harry, you made me jump."

"Sorry, so Ginny?"

"So, Harry?"

"I want to know something."

"Then ask."

"But I need you to be completely honest about it."

Ginny's eyebrow raised at this, "Harry as you know, I only give into demands if you can beat me at something."

"Ok, fine. I will challenge you to a Quittich match."

"Harry you are a seeker, you wouldn't stand a chance against me."

"Is that fear that you would lose, I hear in your voice." Harry teased.

"Oh, it's on Potter! Tomorrow, pitch, bring a tissue with to sop up your tears."

And Ginny stormed out leaving Harry with a big grin on his face.

"Back to your usual spot are you Potter, already threw out your mud blood for a blood traiter."

Harry wouldn't let anyone talk about his friends like that but he wasn't going to get in trouble this time. Madam Pinch had also just left. So he flipped himself around.

"Expelliarmus," and the slytherin girl's wand flew out of her hand.

She stood stunned and frozen and just as he was going to stuperfy her, he stopped, her eyes were fulled with tears. She then picked up her wand and ran out of the library.

"That was confusing."

Harry tried to recount the events in the library but he found it difficult, everything seemed to have happened extremely fast. Ron had said that it was just a stupid slytherin girl that cried because he disarmed her and he added that he should have stunned her for what she had said. Hermione on the other hand praised Harry's control of anger and said that she was probably having a bad day and needed to vent her frustration. All things considered, Harry had never seen a slytherin cry before, he thought it was very strange but when he tried to remember what she looked like, he realised that he never actually got a good look at the girl's face.

"Just forget about the stupid girl Harry, you have a quest to concentrate on," said Seamus; the news of Harry's kiss had flown around the house and now people were starting to make bets on who it actually was, all the girls were excluded from this bet because they could simply bet on themselves and the fun would be over.

"Ok guys, I've got to go and strike Ginny off the list," Harry stood up from his armchair in the common room and picked up his broom stick.

"No ways, I'm sure it was Ginny," Said Dean from the couch by the fire place but you'll let me know if it wasn't, right?" Dean gave Harry a weird smile which he didn't fully understand.

It wasn't a warm day particularly but it was too cold, Harry made his way down to the pitch to find Ginny already flying around getting ready for their match.

"Ready to lose!" She called as she floated down to him.

"Ok, so first one to five goals,"

"Bring it,"

Harry boarded his broom and flew a few laps to get ready. Ginny started with the quaffle, she flew straight past Harry and scored easily. Harry started now but as he threw, Ginny bumped him and the ball went wide. The was no denying it, Ginny was a very talented chaser and after a half hour, they were tied 4 to 4.

She had the quaffle again and was speeding towards the goal and just as she threw, Harry came zooming out of the ring she had aimed for and he caught the ball and zoomed off to score the final goal.

They both landed and although Ginny looked angry, she still congratulated Harry on his win.

"You may ask me that question now and I won't lie," Ginny said as they got off the pitch.

"Was it you who kissed me in the dark and left before I could see who it was?" Harry asked immediately.

"What? No, it wasn't me,"

"How do I know you are telling the truth?"

Before Harry even knew what was happening, Ginny hard pulled Harry into a hard kiss.