A/N: I spent forever trying to come up with the perfect chapter. I wasn't sure how I wanted the date to go, so it went through a lot of revising. I better get a lot of reviews for this one:)

Warning: Fluff. Lots and lots of fluff. I know finally!

Disclamer: Harry Potter blah blah Not mine yidda yadda yadda plots mine blah blah blah

September 9th

Girl's Dormitory

I had the weirdest dream.

I went on my date with Harry, only I looked like a clown because I attempted to put on make-up. Anyway, during the date, Harry took my to Honeydukes and in there, sitting on the booth, was Professor Snape wearing the fat lady's hat and sucking on a lollypop. He was gazing into the eyes of Umbridge who was dressed in cat fur. I laughed manically at the pair and sat down next to Harry at a nearby table. We discussed my fear of lightning storms and his fear of.. fear. It was odd. Half the things we said didn't make any since. Then somewhere along the line he leaned in to kiss me, but that part was ruined by 'Umbridge the Cat Women' when she piped up out of her seat yelling 'one hundred lines! Detention! Detention!'. I was so upset that I cried while Harry tried to comfort me.

During his poor excuse for comforting, he called me Cho. I flipped out yelling at horror struck Harry asking why he called me Cho. He was all like, 'well that's you're name.' I screamed looking in the mirror. (I don't know where it came from, but it was there) In the mirror was Cho, but Cho was me, er - I was Cho I mean..

Wait, it gets worse. I was still crying, well Cho was, but I was Cho so..

Okay that's too confusing.

Anyway, my tears flooded Honeydukes and we all ended up underwater. Ron floated by muttering something along the lines of, 'human house pipe.' I ignored him swimming around looking for Harry, but instead I swam into Professor Snape wearing the fat lady's hat. He started sneering, 'Wake up Weasley! Wake up!' Eventually a woke up. But, instead of Snape's sneering voice I heard Bridget mumbling sleepily telling me to wake up.

Well, can't wait to go to Hogsmead with Harry now! (Please note sarcastic-ness.)

Great Hall

I don't get it. Is there some rule for the guy to ignore the girl after asking her out? I was already scared enough about the date (especially after that bizarre dream) now I have to worry about there even being a date! He asked me to go out with him. if he's having second thoughts it's a little late for that.. Honestly!

I walked up to him and merely sat down beside him. Then what does he do?

He leaves.

He just walks up and leaves.

No 'Hi Ginny', no 'Lovely morning isn't it Ginny?', no 'My you're looking ravishing today Ginny', he walks up and bloody leaves!

Well go ahead, leave you stupid git! See if I care! Yeah you better keep walking!

"Er - Ginny are you okay?"

No! Harry's being a git!

"Of course I'm fine Hermione."

"Really, because most people tend to eat with a fork not strangle it to death." My eyes widened as I realized that I was indeed gripping my fork for dear life. It was like I was subconsciously pretending it was Harry's neck.

"Ginny.."

What do you want women?!

"Yes Hermione?"

"You should know, Harry's not avoiding you, he had somewhere to be. He was picking up a - gift.."

Gift? What gift?

"For who?' I asked suspiciously.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" she smirked, getting up and walking out of the great hall with her nose held high.

She always gets that way when she's in one of those, 'I know something you don't know!' phases.

Which is pretty much every bloody day.

Potions Class

I sank so low that I actually asked Professor Trelawny to analyze my dream.

She said something along the lines of, 'Death approaches! Water is the enemy! Cats will claw you're eyes out! The-boy-who-lived will drown in his own tears!'

So now there's only one conclusion..

That women was dropped on her head as an infant. Seriously, why did Dumbledore hire her? Was he having a idiot moment? Or maybe he just feels sorry for mentally unstable witches..

"Weasley that better be potions notes!"

Er- got to go.

Herbology

Luna's theory on my dream made much more since. Which is weird because she usually makes no since at all.

Apparently I'm afraid of Harry expecting me to be like Cho when I'm nothing like her. She says that my conscious also seemed to be telling me not to wear make-up and that Umbridge and Snape were probably another part of my conscious reminding me of the idiots they are. She then started talking about gnargles and that's the point when I pretty much tuned her out..

"Ginny? Ginny are you listening?"

"Hm, what? Oh yes Luna!"

Girl's Dormitory

All the girls have gone nutters! They insist on putting the make-up gunk on my face for Harry.

How does word travel so fast? He just asked me yesterday!

"Come on Ginny, get out of the closet!"

"You stay away from me with that powder stuff! I mean it Patil!"

"..."

It"s quiet. Too quiet. Should I look?

"Attack!"

"Ahh!"

Loo

You do not, I repeat not put red blush on a Weasley! Because, then when I blush (which tends to happen a lot) it mixes in with the make-up blush causing a massive red cherry effect to my face.

In simpler terms. I look like a ruddy clown.

Six girls applying make-up to one girl leads to six different shades of eye shadow.

"Someone's looking awfully scarlet today."

"Thanks Mertil, you're a huge help."

"Well no need to get snippy," she squeaked.

"Don't you have a toilet you should be crying in?"

She wailed falling head first into the toilet. You'd figure she'd have some where else to go. I'm mean if you're dead you can travel the world, communicate with other non-living things, you could even float to America and yell 'Boo!' at every muggle!

Yet she chose to mope in a smelly old loo. I'd be depressed too if I chose to live in a toilet.

Wait, can one consider it living?

Ah!! I'm meeting Harry in twenty minutes and I still can't find a spell to get this crap off my face!

I tried scrubbing.

I tried tons of charms.

I even tried banging my head on the sink repeatedly. Where's Hermione when you need her?

Okay I only have ten minutes left. So here's the plan, I rap myself in my hooded sweat shirt covering my face until I find Hermione, she gets rid of the gunk, I go meet Harry, we fall madly in love and live happily ever after.

Ha! it's perfect. It's full proof!

I'm amazing, I know. :)

Library

Forget everything I said before. Hey, it would've been perfect! There's just one tiny little glitch..

Hermione's with Harry.

Hey, shouldn't he be getting ready for our date? Or panicking about our date? I've been scared silly since he asked me last night. But he's all fine, sitting there laughing with Hermione. How dare he! I dare he be all calm and collected, while I'm hiding behind a book cart a nervous wreck!

Hm, they seem to be in deep conversation. I wonder..

Ignore the girl behind the book cart. Yes, that's it.

What?

It's not eavesdropping! The book cart just rolled near the table all by itself! Must be those ruddy gnargles. And that's exactly what I'll tell them if I get caught. Of course I wont get caught.

After all, I had to have inherited some of Fred and George's genes.

Why the bloody hell are the whispering?!

Okay, I got, "Ginny - gift - pocket - get it tonight."

"..."

Okay that either means. 'Ginny has a gift in her pocket, I'll get it tonight.'

Which sounds way wrong if you think about it.

Or, "I got Ginny a gift, it's in my pocket, she'll get it tonight.'

That still sounds way wrong.

Wait..

Harry got me a gift. And it's in his pocket..

Harry - gift.. why does that sound familiar?

"Miss Weasley, might I ask you what you're doing behind that book cart?"

Crap.

"Ginny?"

Okay play cool, shrug you're shoulders, act normal.

"Stupid gnargles, Will they ever stop there life of crime?"

Hermione raised her eyebrows. Harry shook his head ignoring my stupidity, "How long were you - What happened to you're face?"

"Huh?" I asked stupidly.

"Ginny, have you looked in the mirror lately?" Hermione asked slowly.

What is she -

Wait..

The make-up! I forgot about the bloody make -up!

"It wouldn't come off!"

"You mean you put it on?" Harry asked dumbfounded.

"No! It was - They did it- they were all nutters!"

Hermione threw her hand up to her mouth, trying not to laugh. "Ginny you didn't need to put make-up on to impress Harry." Harry blushed shifting his gaze to the floor.

What?!

"I wasn't trying to impress Harry! I didn't put this crap on my face!"

"You don't have to be embarrassed, it was your first time applying make-up.."

What is she deaf?

"But I didn't-" I sighed, giving up, "Ugh! Just get this ruddy stuff off my face Hermione!"

"Make-up reparo!"

Why didn't I think of that?

"Well.. Er - it's time to go to Hogsmead so.." Harry trailed off awkwardly.

I sighed, ignoring Hermione's smirk, "Just let me go put away my diary."

Common Room

I love life! Life is so wonderful! I love everything and everyone!

Except for Malfoy, all the slytherins really.. I'm also not too fond of Umbridge.. and I hate Cho..

Okay, maybe I don't love everything.

Sigh, let's just get on with the juicy details..

"So are you ready now?"

"Yeah, lets go."

We we're quiet most of the way there when Harry broke the silence.

"Uh - How about Honeydukes?"

"No!" I said almost to quickly.

He furrowed his eyebrows confused. "You love Honeydukes."

I sighed looking down at my feet, "If I see Snape wearing the Fat Lady's hat I'll scream all the way to the Hospital Wing."

Harry looked confused, but laughed, "If that happens, I'll be right there screaming with you." I smiled, finally working up the nerve to look at him.

"Honeydukes it is then."

There was no Snape wearing the Fat Lady's hat, thank Merlin! But there was something else..

"Cho?" I whispered violently.

Harry heard, even though I didn't intend for him to. "Does she bother you?"

I laughed, "Bother me? Of course not why would she bother me?" He looked at me quizzically, eyebrows raised.

"What?" I asked innocently. he laughed shaking his head.

"Oh nothing," he sighed, gesturing to a nearby table.

"So," He said, while we were waiting for a waiter, "Trying to impress me are you?"

I huffed folding my arms, "I did not put that gunk on my face!"

"Okay, jeesh! I was only joking!" he laughed putting his arms up in defeat. I rolled my eyes at him.

"So.."

So.." he mimicked me.

"Why-why did you ask me?" He looked confused.

"What do you mean?"

I took a deep breath, "Harry you can have any girl in the school!"

He smiled, "I must disagree with you on that one. Pansy would be a challenge.."

I laughed against my will. But I quickly sobered up again, "But really, why?"

"Because I don't care about all the other girls." My mouth fell open slightly, he blushed averting his gaze.

"And you care about me?" I asked, still disbelieving.

He looked back at me, "You know I do." At that moment, my inner beast was doing the Conga.

Conga, conga, conga!

Right, moving on..

"You Do?" I squeaked.

"Ginny," he sighed, "Is it really that hard to believe I like you?"

"Yes!" I yelled out before I could stop myself. I immediately closed my mouth embarrassed.

"Why?" was all he could say.

"Because I'm Ginny!"

He snorted, "There's a convincing argument," he replied sarcastically.

I rolled my eyes, "It's like this," I sighed leaning against the table, "Cho Chang," I muttered gesturing towards her and her group of friends, "Popular, gorgeous, excellent seeker, graceful, beautiful hair. An obvious girl for the magnificent 'Harry Potter' to fall for," I looked back towards Harry, "Witch Weekly said so themselves. Now me," I paused, "bad-tempered, klutz of the century, hair that clashes horribly with everything, not ugly - but then not very pretty either," I sighed, "We're complete opposites Harry! It makes no sense how you could date a girl like Cho, then drop all the way down to.. me."

Harry gaped at everything I just said.

"What?!" I asked breaking him out of his trance.

He blinked a few times, shaking his head, "That's really what you think of yourself?"

No, I just said all that because I was bored.

When I didn't answer, he shook his head again. But then he surprised me by grabbing both my wrist, forcing me to look at him the eye. "You're bad temper is why you don't get walked over by someone who thinks they're better than you, you may be a klutz but that's what makes you all the more cute," Harry called me cute! That should be a record somewhere! " You're hair's what distracts every guy's attention when you walk into a room. And I

don't know what bloody mirror you've been looking in lately, but not very many women can wear no make-up and still look drop-dead gorgeous."

".."

Harry called me gorgeous.

Well that blew the whole 'I'm cute' thing right out the window.

Harry stared at me, waiting for me to respond. I blinked, I stared, I shifted in my chair, then I blinked again.

"So, what can I get you two kids?"

Then I fainted.

Ha! Got you! Come on, I wouldn't faint..

Okay, back the story..

I turned towards the young girl, who was fidgeting nervously, "Am I interrupting -er - something.."

"No," Harry said releasing me, "Just give her a minute she's deciding what she wants."

I stared.

Harry laughed nervously, "Ginny.. Hello? Anybody home?"

Harry said I was gorgeous, kept running through my mind. I couldn't get it out of my head.

I need to scream! I need to jump up and down! I need to tell the world! Then an idea hit me. I smiled evilly glancing over at Cho.

"Would you excuse me a moment." I said sweetly, looking at the confused waitress and slightly worried Harry. I abruptly stood up and marched over to Cho's table. The group of girls stopped giggling and eyed me suspiciously.

"What does she want?" One of Cho's friends squeaked to the others. Like I wasn't there to hear them!

"Oh," I said cheerfully, catching Cho's eye, "I just stopped by to see how you're candy was, ask how you've been, see if you were okay, " I paused, "..gloat about Harry calling me, not you, drop-dead gorgeous ..you know, that sort of thing."

Cho's mouth dropped along with her friends. I smiled satisfied.

"Oh, chocolate covered ants!" I squealed, picking up the enchanted crawling chocolate off one of the girls plates and popping it in my mouth, "Delicious aren't they?" The girl huffed folding her arms across her chest.

"Here Cho, try one!" I smiled, picking up another one off the girl's plate. She huffed again, guarding the crawling creatures like her life depended on it.

When Cho made no move to take the squirming candy I popped it in her ajar mouth and nudged her jaw shut.

"You were drooling on yourself," I smirked, skipping happily back over to my table.

I found that Harry already ordered a giant banana split. I also noted that it had enchanted chocolate ants crawling all over it. He was laughing the whole time I was over there with Cho.

"Satisfied?" he asked chuckling.

I smiled broadly, "Yep!" He laughed again handing me a spoon.

"How did you know I liked banana splits?" I asked conversationally.

He shrugged, "Ron told me." I nodded my head slightly before taking a big bite at the ice cream.

"Hey, save some for me!" he laughed.

"In your dreams Potter."

"Hm, lets see," he smirked, "You, me, and a banana split.. I think I'm liking this dream." I nearly spat out my food on him.

"Harry!" I gasped, "I can't believe you just said that!" I exclaimed, blushing my head off.

He laughed at my expression, shrugging casually and going back to the desert. I bit my lip trying to hold back a smile as I too continued with the desert, blushing again whenever Harry looked at me.

A couple minutes later one of the ants crawled onto my thumb. I don't think Harry was realizing what he was doing, but he abruptly grabbed my hand and licked off the ant. Yes, you heard me right. He licked the bloody aunt off. I gasped, breaking him out his thoughts. His eyes widened in horror and he dropped my hand like it burned him. He then blushed beat red, staring determinedly at the last helping of chocolate syrup.

Food. It makes guys do crazy things.

I waited for Harry's blush to fade before speaking, "So caught up in your dream that it got mixed in with reality?" His head shot up and he went red again.

He started babbling his apologies, "God I'm so sorry Ginny, I don't know what I was thinking ! I saw the ant and - well- It seemed like a perfectly good thing to do at the time!" I laughed, causing him an even deeper shade of red.

"Harry it's fine really! Just got caught up in the moment of food."

"Food- right, yea.." he stuttered. I raised my eyebrows clearly amused.

"Lets go for a walk," He mumbled looking down again, "We'll have to be getting back soon.."

I gazed out the window realizing he was right, the sun was already beginning to set.

"Okay," I agreed standing up, waiting for Harry to tip the waitress.

Afterwards we both stumbled out of the store and Harry guided me through a nearby trail.

I never seen the trail before. I didn't recognize anything we were passing either.

"Where are we going?" I asked, giving up on trying to figure it out myself. He merely shrugged and continued looking forward.

"Harry!" I said after a couple more minutes of being patient. "Where the bloody hell are you taking me?"

He smiled slightly, looking at me. "You'll see," he grinned.

His smile faded when my hand brushed his. He furrowed his eyebrows as if deciding something, before firmly taking my hand in his. I blushed slightly, letting my hair fall over my face so he couldn't see.

Finally we hit a clearing. I gasped, looking at the sight. It was a perfect view of the sunset. I never seen it look so beautiful.

"Wow! Harry it's gorgeous!" I squealed.

He smiled broadly, "I figured you'd like it. Hermione told me, you loved to watch sunsets back at the Burrow."

I laughed, "Have you been asking everyone questions about me or something? First you know what desert I like, now this?" I smiled, "I may have to start calling you Stalker Potter." He rolled his eyes at my playfully, before plopping himself on the grass. I hesitated slightly, sitting next to him.

"I never really realized all the stuff I noticed about you until I really thought about it. It's like somewhere in the back of my mind I was subconsciously paying attention."

I smiled, "I know what you mean."

"Do you?" he asked, turning towards me. He paused, "You always knew didn't you? You knew that we were.." he trailed off. I think my heart literately stopped beating.

"That we were what?" I choked out.

"That we'd end together," he said at last.

I smile reassuringly, fighting off the cursed Weasley blush, "I hoped." He sighed, running his hands through his hair.

"But you knew you liked me, right? You knew."

Where was he going with this?

I furrowed my eyebrows confused, "Well it's kind of hard to like someone and not know that you like them, isn't it?"

"I never knew that I liked you.." he said softly. "I never would've known if Ron hadn't knocked some since into me."

I narrowed my eyes, "What?"

He shrugged, "Ron said that you we're the only -"

"Wait, Ron put you up to this?"

"Well, no. I mean, he might've influenced.."

"I knew it! I knew this was too good to be true!" I went to get up but Harry pulled me back, looking me square in the face.

"Ron didn't force me to like you Ginny," he said firmly, "He just made me see how perfect we were together." I sighed, shrugging his hands off me. He rolled his eyes, "Why can't you just accept that I like you! This is happening this is real! You, me, everything, it's real."

"Prove it," I said not really paying attention to what I was saying. Which is why I was completely dumbfounded when he grabbed my face in his hands and pressed his lips to mine. He was forceful at first, but eventually softened, tilting his head to the side. I was froze. What hell was I supposed to do? I never kissed someone before! What were those damn kissing rules Lavender was blabbing on about last year?! Help!

Harry paused the kiss, realizing that I wasn't reacting. My eyes fluttered opened and I realized I was shaking.

Great. Harry bloody Potter just kissed me and I'm acting like a scared little girl. Pull it together women!!

Harry sensed I was nervous. He hesitantly leaned in brushing his nose against my cheek. "Don't think about it, just do it," he whispered softly.

".."

What the hell was that suppose to mean?!

He laughed noticing my confused expression. He placed his forehead to mind. His green eyes had me completely dazed. "Ginny, it's just me. Don't be nervous, please." I smiled, as his lips pressed mine again. My hands flew up around his neck. The thing was, my hands were the only thing steadying my sitting position. I fell back with Harry on top of me. Hm, maybe his advice wasn't so bad. Besides, how are you suppose to think clearly during a situation like this anyways?

I felt his hand making slow circles in the crease of my back. My hands remained tangled in his hair. I let out a slight gasp when he suddenly moved down to my neck.

No wonder girls are always sneaking off to broom cupboards in the middle of class! This is amazing!

Then he stopped and pulled away from me.

Hey! What do you think you're doing?! I wasn't finished you git!

I breathed heavily, taking in his mused hair and swollen lips. So that's what he looks like after a long (but still far too short) snog session with the amazing Ginevra Weasley.

Ha, I bet Cho Chang never left Harry breathless like that! Go Ginny, go Ginny, go Ginny, go Ginny..

Harry laughed breaking me out my thoughts. "What?" I asked dumbly.

"You're grinning like you've just been afford ten million gallons!," he laughed again before attempting to get a serious look on his face, "I guess I'm just that good, huh?" I shoved his arm playfully.

I shrugged, "I've had better," I said grinning wickedly.

He snorted, "Please, you were a nervous wreck! You've never kissed anyone before," he said satisfied.

I smirked, "I was nervous because it was my first time kissing you." I grinned at his dumbfounded expression, "Who knows what other blokes these lips have been on?" He narrowed his eyes trying to decide on whether or not I was lying.

"You couldn't have," he said finally, "You never had a boyfriend."

"Who said they had to be my boyfriend? For all you know, I'm one of those snogging whores."

"Ginny Weasley you are not a whore!" I had trouble not laughing at Harry's face. He was so serious..

"Besides," I said sighing dramatically, "Who ever said you were my boyfriend? You never asked me to be you're girlfriend." I accused.

He cocked an eyebrow, "I thought that would've been obvious." I sighed dramatically again putting on my best sad and depressed face. He stared, amused.

What does it take for him to take the bloody hint?! Should I just scream out, "ask me you git!'

I sighed again dramatically.

"Oh, alright!" Harry laughed, "Ginny," He said reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small box.

Hey now, I said girlfriend not bloody marriage!

He smiled taking my hand into his.

"Erm - Harry maybe I sighed one too many times - How about we back up for a minute?" I said nervously. He smirked, shaking his head no.

"Ginny," he said again. Oh sweet mother of Merlin I'm too young for this! "Will you-" Maybe if I smack him he'll get the point. "be my-" Of course a good punch in the face might do the trick. "girlfriend?" he finished opening up the box reviling a gold chained necklace, with a tiny emerald frog charm.

I knew he wasn't proposing. See, you were all worried over nothing! Ha, ha ha, right..

I gasped starring at the beautiful necklace. "Harry, it's lovely," I murmured softly.

He laughed, "His eyes are as green as fresh pickled toad," he quoted. I smiled blushing slightly.

Curse my red-headed genes!!

"So, was that yes?"

I smiled, "That was a defiant yes." He grinned broadly, kissing me lightly on the cheek. But, then he pulled back, eyeing me suspiciously.

"I was the only guy kissed, right?"

I rolled my eyes, laughing, "No Harry. I don't no how to tell you this but Malfoy and I have been having a secret love affair for the past two weeks."

"What?!"

"I'm joking!"

Harry's so thick sometimes. Best be off to bed now. I'll be having sweet dreams of Harry!

Let's just hope Snape and Cho stay out of it this time..

- The new girlfriend of the famous Harry Potter,

Ginny

A/n: Sorry if there's any mistakes! I hope there isn't, but again I couldn't wait to post it to see all my lovely reviews, hint hint.