Two months into the term was the match against Ravenclaw. Wood approached her a month in advance when she was eating breakfast opposite Collin. They were talking about the dementor's and Sirius Black's escape. This was old news, but the previous evening he had tried to break into the castle and murder Harry. The thought sent chills down Ginny's spine and she did worry about Harry.

Flashback

They had all been forced to sleep in the Great Hall, each house side by side in rows of mattresses on the floor. Ginny couldn't have slept even if she tried. Somehow, she had found herself placing her mattress and sleeping bag next to Harry, because everyone seemed to be avoiding him. Ron and Hermione were on the other side, and talking worriedly between themselves in hushed voices. Harry's eyes followed her to where she landed in the empty spot next to him.

Once she lay down on the mattress, she lay on her side facing him and whispered, "Are you scared?" Harry shrugged and replied, "I'm trying not to be." Ginny had been a bit taken aback by this confession. He always put on a brave face, no matter the circumstances. She sighed and shook his head, "Don't worry, Harry. With Dumbledore here, you're perfectly safe." He had grinned slightly and whispered, "I feel better with you here."

The statements like these which he said so sincerely threw her off guard. She never knew how to respond to them, or how to be there for him. Instead she whispered, "I won't let anything happen to you Harry." He seemed comforted by this and his eyes closed as Dumbledore announced:

Goodnight dear students,

May you all sleep well

I am placing this room,

Under a semi-silencing spell

You may talk amongst yourselves

Without being heard

But please whisper in small voices

So that others aren't disturbed.

It amazed Ginny how Dumbledore's words always held such a depth in meaning. It was like he could produce poetry off the tip of his tongue. With that Dumbledore flicked his want and the lights of the Great Hall went out. Only the lights from the stars in the enchanted ceiling remained.

When Ginny went to sleep, she had a restless one. She woke up inhaling sharp, painful breaths, as if the life was being sucked out of her. The familiar feeling of despair coursed through her, and she felt shivers in her spine. She was shaking from the Riddle nightmare, not from the cold.

When she opened her eyes, she found Harry to be staring at her, concern etched all over his face. He moved closer to her, slowly, and found her hand underneath the sleeping bag. He squeezed it and whispered, "Your hand is so cold." Ginny shrugged and replied, "It's what happens after the nightmares." She felt her breathing calm down when Harry squeezed her hand. The pressure and the reassurance were so soothing. She sighed and whispered meekly, "Thanks, Harry." He nodded as she asked, "Did you sleep at all?" He grimaced, "In and out of sleep…"

End of Flashback

A voice interrupted her thoughts irritably, "Ginny…" Ginny snapped herself back to the present. She so often found herself lost in her own world, that she didn't pay much attention to those around her. Wood was standing beside her now, and she was finishing off her yoghurt and Granola with blueberries. Ginny shook her head, "Sorry, I was lost in my own world. You're asking me about Quidditch?" He had asked her already before and she had been undecided. This was going to be her final answer as she replied, "I'm sorry, Wood. I don't think I have it in me. There's a lot I need to figure out and I don't have enough time to do it as it is." Wood looked disappointedly at her and sighed, "I'm sorry to hear that, Ginny." She nodded and whispered as he walked away, "So am I, Wood. So am I." She didn't want to be in the team because Harry had suggested her. She wanted to be there because she had earned a right to and on her own terms.

It was definitely not as fun to be a spectator as it was actually playing the game, but watching her brothers and Harry speed around the pitch. But it was nice to have Ron on speaking terms with her again. He had been ignoring her ever since the previous match where Harry had fallen from the skies. This was the other part of the reason Ginny had turned Wood's offer down- she wanted Ron to have his time to shine. It had always been Ron's dream to follow after Charlie, Fred and George and be a part of the G dream to follow after Charlie, Fred and George and be a part of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Ginny felt like she was trying to claim a fame to his one, true passion and she felt guilt course through her. Turning down the offer had been hard, but she knew it was the right thing to do, to see Ron this happy again.
Hermione had said it was very brave of her to do that. And that she probably shouldn't have. In Hermione's words, "Ron needs to get over himself." She had said that to Ginny the previous evening in the common room when Ginny had informed her friend of her decision. When she had told Colin, he had literally rolled up his sleeves and said firmly, "I will go over there and punch your jerk of a brother in the face!" Ginny had teasingly egged him on, but she knew Colin wouldn't actually do that. He had too much too much respect for Ginny to do that.

It was also strange how, in the last two months, Ginny was finding that Colin was actually becoming a good friend, instead of the annoying shadow he had been. She was beginning to find that she actually enjoyed his company and he was becoming more natural around her- more himself and not as overly excited as he used to be.

He laughed with her now as Cho Chang, Seeker of the Ravenclaw team, narrowly missed a Bludger aimed at her by Fred. He hit his bat against George's as Cho lost sight of the snitch and Colin commented, "I really don't know what this school would do without your brothers! Hogwarts without the Weasley's wouldn't be Hogwarts at all!" Ginny giggled and nodded in agreement, "You can say that again!"
In the end, Gryffindor beat Ravenclaw 270-180 and the house cheered in unison. Ginny punched her fist in the air and Ron wrapped an arm around her shoulder and joined her in song. Her cheeks were flushed and she felt like she was all hyped up from winning. Ginny, Hermione, Ron and Colin waited outside the changing rooms for the team to emerge.

When they did, Ginny wrapped her hands around Harry and embraced him tightly, "I always have faith in you!" He grinned sheepishly at her and laughed, "Thanks Gin! It's so exhilarating! Let's go and celebrate with everyone!" Ginny could swear she saw a hint of blush on his cheeks, but then she assumed that was from the adrenalin. When they all arrived in the common room, the party was in full swing and congratulated every single team mate. She was as thrilled as they were, because they still stood a chance of winning the house cup!

The rest of the year went smoothly, except for Sirius Black's escape from his cell in Hogwarts. It was the second time he had escaped dementor's, and nobody could figure out how he had done it! The only people who knew were herself, Ron, Hermione and Harry. Harry had pulled her aside the day following Black's escape and informed her that they had been the one's behind it. She had been flabbergasted, but then he explained the story of Pettigrew- how he had been the real person to betray Harry's parents and also the reason why Ron didn't have Scabber's anymore. He explained to her how he had seen Pettigrew's name on the Marauder's Map, and how he had thought the map had been lying. Harry described to her how Sirius had been innocent all along, and how Harry had fought off thousands of death eater's with a single, powerful patronus and how they had used the time-turner to do all of that.

Ginny had been enthralled and she shook her head in disbelief, "I can't believe you managed to keep all of that from me for so long!" It was twelve o clock, the evening before school ended and everybody was either packing bags or already asleep. Hermione had bid them goodnight an hour ago because she was exhausted from taking extra lessons.

They sat opposite the fireplace on the couch, completely alone in the room. Ginny sighed in amazement and she whispered, "I suppose it's my fault, too. I was the one who was avoiding you." Harry shook his head thoroughly, "Don't blame yourself, Ginny. You had every right to avoid me. I'm just glad you told me why." Ginny smiled and looked into his green eyes. It was much easier to look into them now and not go week at the knees because she knew more about Harry. He was not a perfect knight in shining armor, like she had always believed. He was just as imperfect as she was. Then Harry said suddenly, "Why didn't you tell me?" She frowned in confusion, "Tell you what? I told you everything!" He smiled to let her know he was teasing her and then he whispered seriously, "Why didn't you tell me that you were the one who saved me in the first match?" Ginny stiffened. This was something she hadn't told him, because she didn't even know the answer. She swallowed and sighed, "I saved you because it was instinct. Just because I don't fancy you Harry, doesn't mean I don't care about you." He grinned and laughed lightly, "Well, that's a relief! Friends then?" She smiled happily and nodded his hand, "Friends!"

The following day was departure day. Everyone had their packed bags lining the Great Hall and were eating their last breakfast in the Great Hall before hopping on the train to go back home. A mysterious parcel was dropped in the middle of the Gryffindor table by Hedwig. As Ginny and Harry approached the table, chatting happily, Ron ran towards them and stammered excitedly, "Harrytheresabroom!" Harry laughed a carefree sort of laugh and Ginny grinned at him as he asked, "Sorry Ron? What was that?"

Ron led Harry to the table where a parcel in brown packaging was wrapped around the shape of a broom. Hermione was sitting at the table as Harry disentangled the wrapping and his eyes widened in surprise, "It's for me?" Ginny nodded enthusiastically, "Come on, Harry! Let's go fly!" The Gryffindor's surrounding them cheered but Hermione pulled Harry back, handing him a feather and whispered, "This came with it." Harry grinned in understanding and whispered to Ginny, "Buckbeak…" She put two and two together and mouthed, 'Sirius!' He nodded in elation. She couldn't believe Sirius had given Harry a Firebolt! As the house stampeded outside, Ginny watched in fascination as Harry kicked off the ground on the newest broom in the world. It was really something to watch Harry fly, and she decided that it was quite easily something she could do for the rest of her life.

Author's Note: Aaaand second year is finished! Wow! It took me about an hour to write this chapter, if not more. Thank you for all of the amazing support everyone! Get ready for third year! More to come soon!