AN: Yay! More! But before you read this chapter, I would just like to apologize to people who got my really really whacked up replies. I was bored and hyper at the same time, which is not a good thing. So though I might have thought they were hilarious, some of you might of thought I was on crack.

And second, once again, not my fastest reply but sometimes it takes me a while to have an idea and then "Bang!" I get one, and that's what happened here. Plus I have been doing a lot of traveling from San Antonio, Texas to South Dakota and it was all very fun.

Okie dokie, enough of that, time for the show!

Chapter 10—Clowns, Clones, and Lies

"Ginny?" Harry watched as if in slow motion her body fall to the ground. "Ginny!"

Right before her head made contact though, Harry reached down and caught her. He kneeled down beside Ginny and propped her up. Her yes were closed and she was cold all over.

"Ginny? Ginny?" Harry kept repeating her name as he tried to wake her, but nothing happened.

It was then that he looked around and saw himself standing at the opposite end of the street along side Ginny.

But wait, that didn't make sense, Ginny was in his arms at the moment; he even looked down at her clammy body to make sure. Sure enough, there she was and he still Harry Potter right?

He ran a hand through his hair—yep still untidy as ever.

Harry looked back up the street to see himself ad Ginny arguing.

'Maybe I'm hallucinating.' He thought, 'Or maybe I too fainted and this is all a dream.' The other Harry and Ginny pair had stopped fighting and were making up by kissing lightly. 'Yep, defiantly a dream.'

But the second Harry thought this, 'Ginny' turned, saw him, and screamed.

"Harry!" She grabbed 'Harry's' arm and ran over to where Harry was kneeling and clutching Ginny tightly.

'Ok, now would be a good time to wake up.' He thought, closing his eyes. 'Wake up Harry, wake up. This isn't happening. You and Ginny both collapsed for some reason and now your seeing yourself and her. Wake up!'

He opened up one eye, but now 'Harry' and 'Ginny' were hovering over him looking nervous and scared.

"Harry?" 'Harry asked.

"This isn't happening. Go away." Harry answered firmly. "You don't exist. You're a dream. No, wait, this isn't a dream—it's a nightmare!"

"Harry, come on, it's not a nightmare. I can explain." 'Ginny' was now saying. "You see—" But she stopped, when she saw Ginny lying unconsciously in Harry's arms. "Ah! Harry, what happened to Ginny!"

Harry looked at Ginny in his arms, and then up again to a fearful 'Ginny'.

"Which one? You or her?" He asked.

'Ginny's' eyes grew big and she slapped her hand over her mouth. "Oh my gosh, Harry, I'm so sorry! I forgot!" She turned to 'Harry' and slapped him hard on the shoulder. "Ron, you prat!"

"Ouch 'Mione! What was that for?"

'Ginny' glared at him. "What do you mean, 'what?' Harry is seeing doubles of himself and Ginny!"

Harry blinked a few times. "Ron? Hermione?"

'Ginny' sighed and tossed him something, which had been under her arm. It wasn't until Harry held it himself that he realized it was his invisibility cloak.

Before he could say anything though about this, 'Ginny' instructed him to get himself and Ginny under it and follow them.

Harry figured this was a good idea because whether it was a dream or not, the few people that had passed in the street were quite confused to see two pairs of the same people having a conversation.

So Harry, carrying Ginny, followed 'Ginny' and 'Harry' to a more deserted and better lighted street.

And it was now that he noticed that 'Harry's' hair was starting to turn more and more red and 'Ginny's' more brown. It was also then when he figured out what was going on.

"Polyjuice potion!"

A few second later, a fully figured Hermione smiled and said, "Yes."

Harry frowned. "I don't get it. Why?"

"Sorry mate." Ron said, now that the potion had worn off. "We wanted an hour or so alone together, and I thought that since you two aren't prefects, that if we were caught, it wouldn't look that bad." Ron flushed. "I was going to tell you mate, really! But then I couldn't find you and—"

Hermione smacked him again. "And that should have been you're first clue that they weren't there Ronald!"

Harry laughed. "It's okay guys, really. But did you use the polyjuice potion that we've been brewing to use later for, well, you-know-what?"

Hermione shook her head violently. "No of course not Harry!" She blushed. "Well, yes, but I brewed enough so there's still more for the trip."

"So now that we've told you the truth, can you tell us why you're here with my unconscious sister?"

"McGonagall asked us to go buy another Cleansweep broom for the school. We were talking—" Harry paused as he remembered what he was going to Ginny. "Well, we were talking when suddenly, Ginny, looking down the street, fainted. Now that I think about, it was probably the site of you two that did that."

Hermione glanced down at her watch. "It's getting late Harry, you should be getting back now with the new broom. Why don't you go buy the new one and take that one with Ginny back up to the castle and since Ron and I took the secret passage way down here, we should fly back on your brooms."

Both Harry and Ron blinked at Hermione incredulously.

"What?" She asked.

"No offense 'Mione." Ron said carefully, "But you're a terrible flyer. "

Ron earned his third slap for the day.

"Really Ronald!" Hermione snapped. 'Besides, you can teach me." She said as she bore her eyes into his.

"Oh!" Ron exclaimed when he finally figured out what she meant. "Oh! Yes, yes, good plan Hermione. Don't worry Harry, your brooms are in safe hands."

"It's not the brooms I'm worried about." Harry whispered.

Ginny lifted an eyelid and saw that she was lying in the hospital wing and didn't remember how she had gotten there.

'Shit.' She thought, "Not again."

Just then, someone kissed her hand and whispered, "Gin, wake up" gently.

'Hmm, that's new.'

She lifted the other eyelid and smiled at Harry sitting next to her.

'Yes, much better improvement.' Ginny thought, but then she remembered what she had last seen right before she had fainted.

"Get away from me you…you…CLOWN!" Ginny screamed and seemed to instantly find her strength again because she lifted up her leg and collided it with Harry's face.

"Clown?" Harry managed to sputter as she cleaned up his bloody nose. He took out his wand, said a spell, and his nose was healed. "Listen Gin, you give me more credit than I deserve on my jokes."

"Jokes? Shit." She swore again. "That's not what I meant. What's the bloody muggle word for scientific twins…of the same person?"

Harry raised an eyebrow. "You mean, clone?"

"Yes!" Ginny shrieked again. "Get away from me you clone!"

She swung her leg up again to hit him, but Harry caught her foot mid-air.

"I'm not a clone Gin!" Harry said. "You just saw Ron and Hermione down the street!"

Ginny was appalled. "What, like they had made Harry and Ginny masks so they could go rob Gringotts?"

Harry blinked at her. "You. Are. So. Weird."

"Am not!" Ginny retorted. "There is no other explanation for there being another set of me and Harry."

"Your brother and Hermione took some polyjuice potion to turn into me and you so they could sneak into Hogsmede and have some time together." Harry said flatly.

"Oh. Well," Ginny blushed. "Easy mistake."

"Sure."

Harry leaned in to give her a kiss on the cheek when Ginny put a hand up and pushed his head away.

"Wait a second Harry." Ginny whispered and stared at him curiously. "Polyjuice potion takes at least a month to make. Hermione and Ron haven't been dating that long." She paused. "Harry—"

Harry could sense where this was going. "Well, Gin, glad you're feeling better. Maybe I should—"

"Why do you have Hermione making polyjuice potion Harry?" Ginny's gaze was becoming harder. "What are you planning?

Harry chuckled nervously. "That's not fair Ginny, it's my turn for questions."

"Harry!" Her eyes were fierce and her voice was stubborn and angry. "What are you planning and why haven't you told me?"

"We're not planning anything Gin!"

Ginny let out a yell of frustration. "Stop calling me that! You're lying! You're lying to me!"

"I'm lying? I'm lying?" Harry laughed as though it was hilarious. "What about you Ginny? Answer this one then—how come you won't let me kiss you? Huh, I mean that's what most people do when they're in a relationship, right? So why do you keep avoiding me Ginny? Why Ginny?"

At every mention of her name, Ginny flinched.

"I never lied about that. I'm just not ready for that step yet."

"Really?" Harry said incredulously. In one quick, swooping movement, Harry had lowered his head and kissed her.

And he defiantly felt her kissing him back.

He drew back and smiled defiantly. "So much for the truth Gin."

And with that he marched over to the exist angrily, but not until Ginny had turned her surprised, big eyes to mean and hurt ones, and yelled behind him,

"You mean so much for the truth game Potter!"

For a second it seemed like Harry was going to stop. But instead he quickened his pace and left the hospital without another word.

Which left the place empty and quiet for Ginny to lean back on her pillow and begin to sob.

Two days after the incident at the hospital wing, and barely anything had changed.

While Ron was clueless enough that he didn't know what was so wrong about them constantly fighting, Hermione wasn't.

She sent Harry worried looks and curious notes all the next day after Harry had come back from the hospital wing looking both broken hearted and murderous.

Which wasn't a good look for him.

Harry had simply told her that he and Ginny had had an argument and we're no longer hanging out together.

But by the end of the following quidditch practice, everyone knew it was much more than that.

Harry had begun practice with telling Ginny, in front of the whole team and Hermione that her hair looked disastrous and could she please go wash up and not return until she looked suitable.

Ginny retaliated later by chucking the quaffle at Harry's head, which caused him to fall off his broom and lose consciousness for a few seconds. When asked by him why she had done that, Ginny just shrugged and said she must have mistaken him for the goal hoop because there was a hole in his head where brain should be.

And of course it didn't end there.

When Harry had congratulated Alicia for a nice throw, Ginny interrupted be telling Alicia not to believe him because all he does is lie.

Harry got her back later by asking Ginny very politely yet stressed if at their next quidditch game she could better dodge the bluggers, because she was suppose to be excellent at dodging things.

Apparently that was enough for Ginny because the second after Harry had blown the whistle signaling the end of practice, Ginny was on the ground and heading toward the school.

Hermione, seeing the whole thing, glared at Harry and hustled down the steps so she could catch up to Ginny.

Harry, pissed at everyone, including himself, declined Ron's offer to help, put the equipment away himself and trudged up the castle a half an hour later.

'This is stupid.' He thought as he walked the corridors. "Me and Ginny just had a row, butt she'll get over it, and we can make up.'

The thought cheered him up considerably as he reached the Gryffindor entrance and said the password.

'Yeah, I'll go in, apologize to Ginny, and we can pick up on the truth game right before she fainted.'

But his face of pleasure and eagerness turned to hurt and rage when he got inside and saw Ginny and Dean curled up together on the couch kissing.

His blood ran cold at the same time he felt his face flush.

He noticed Hermione leaning against the window, looking at him nervously before venturing over to him.

"I'm sorry," She whispered as she gripped his upper arm. "She looked really angry and depressed as we were walking up here, and then she noticed Dean sitting over by the couch when we came in, and immediately went and snuggled up next to him. The kissing started a second before you came in. I think she heard you." Hermione squeezed Harry's arm. "What happened Harry? You went to the hospital wing to visit Ginny, and now you're hurting each other."

Harry didn't look at her. He continued to stare at Ginny and Dean lip locked.

"The truth is a dangerous thing."

AN: Soo, what do you think? I decided to give it a little twist. Only so much you can write when they're happy. But lemme know what you think by replying! I'd appreciate it a lot!