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Everyone was extra excited today. It was the first quidditch match of the season. Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw. All of the students were eating breakfast early that morning to be able to get a good seat at the pitch. Hermione entered the great hall that morning immediately spotting some of her friends. Ginny and Dean were sitting at the table eating breakfast in uniform; they were both on the team this year. As she sat down she noticed that both of them had very serious facial expressions.

"Guys…guys? Earth to you two. Hello?"

Both of them shook out of their daze. Ginny spoke up while Dean went back to silently eating his eggs.

"Sorry Hermione," Ginny told her. "I usually wouldn't admit this but I'm bloody nervous."

"But, why? You've played plenty of games. And you've beaten Ravenclaw before. What's to be nervous about?"

"We'll there's a lot more riding on it this year isn't there? I'm captain, it's my final year, and there may be scouts coming. If I ever hope to play professionally there can be no mistakes. Plus," she spoke a little quieter now so only Hermione could hear. "it feels a little odd not having Harry here alongside me."

Hermione smiled and nodded. "Ginny, you'll be great. I promise you that. You're one of the best quidditch players I know. I have no doubt you'll take the victory today, no offense to Luna of course." She placed her hand on Ginny's. "And don't worry; I'm sure Harry would love to be here. He'll probably be thinking about you all day." Ginny smiled and thanked her. Just as they wrapped up their conversation they noticed Neville walking up to the table and someone was with him. A girl. He began nervously.

"Um…hi guys."

"Hi Neville!" Hermione, Ginny, and Dean all said. They stared at the girl next to him who they now recognized as Hannah Abbott from Hufflepuff house.

"I was wondering if you'd mind if I brought Hannah along today to uh…sit with us during the match." They all smiled at him.

"Well of course!" Hermione said brightly, turning her attention to Hannah. "We'd love for you to join us today."

"Brilliant! Well, we'll meet you out there." Neville said walking back towards the Hufflepuff table. After they were gone, Ginny and Hermione exchanged glances and quietly squealed.

"Never thought I'd see the day!" Ginny gasped.

"That's so nice he finally found someone. Hannah seems like a really nice girl." Hermione added.

Dean looked up from his breakfast a little caught off guard. "Wait a minute. Just because he wants to sit with her doesn't mean he fancies her." Both girls looked at him as if he had two heads. "What?"

"Oh please!" Ginny said. "Dean, first of all…um yes he does. It's obvious. Second, we're girls. If anyone could tell, it would be us. I mean hell; I knew Ron and Hermione were meant for each other ever since I was twelve. " She giggled.

"She's got a point, Dean." Hermione agreed quietly.

He still didn't look convinced. "So you're telling me that you all would be able to tell if any two people fancied each other?"

"That's right." They both replied promptly. With that he quickly looked down and tried to change the subject.

"Ahem, well uh…Ginny, don't you think we'd ought to get down to the pitch now? We should probably warm up a bit."

"Oh you're probably right. I'll see you after the game Hermione. Let's go." As soon as they got to the entrance of the great hall, Seamus entered sleepily. Both he and Dean stopped in their tracks and stared at each other for a few seconds before both of their faces turned blood red and they both kept moving.

Ginny watched Dean suspiciously as they continued walking to the pitch. "Hey…what was that about?"

Dean tripped over his words. "Uh…um…nothing. We just had a…disagreement. That's all."

Ginny said no more. She had to focus on the game.

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"Ginny!? Ginny, wake up!" everything was slowly coming back into light. Ginny was on the ground of the quidditch pitch. What happened? All she could remember was the match starting, flying around for about a minute, and then blackness. Now Dean was shaking her back in to consciousness. "Ginny, say something if you can hear me."

Ginny tried to talk, but only quiet sounds came out at first. "W…what? Happened Dean?"

"Oh, thank Merlin." He exhaled deeply. Other team members gathered around them now. She also noticed Hermione, Seamus, and Neville gathering around looking scared to death. "You took a nasty bludger to the head." Dean told her. "I tried to get your attention, but it was too late. We're going to get you to the hospital wing now. Don't try to stand."

Ginny was coming back to normal. "But the game…who won?" She asked weakly, as a few people began to pick her up and carry her."

"For goodness sake, Ginerva. You truly are a Weasley." Hermione told her, laughing weakly as she walked by her friend's side.

"That bad huh? Bloody hell. We'll get them next time."

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It didn't take long for Ginny to get settled in the hospital wing; and to be told by madam pompfrey that she had a concussion. Great, that's all she needed. As long as it didn't stop her from playing quidditch anymore, it was worth it. She also couldn't be too upset because all her friends were by her bedside. Hermione, Neville, Dean, Seamus, and even Luna had come in.

"That was quite the hit you took." Luna told her. "But I can say that my team feels dreadful about it."

"Oh, they didn't do anything." Ginny replied. "I just wasn't paying attention."

"But you did give us a right good scare." Neville added, looking terribly worried.

"Was it that bad…?" Ginny asked quietly.

"I…I didn't know if I was going to be able to wake you." Dean said, without looking up. His jaw clenched. Seamus looked at him, and then quickly away.

"Blimey…I'm sorry you guys. I didn't mean for you all to worry or anything."

"But you're okay now, that's what matters." Hermione smiled at her. "Well, visiting hours are almost over, and we'll probably get shooed off soon anyway. We should go," She said motioning to everyone else. "Plus, you need your rest."

"Oh alright." Ginny said with a groan. "But thanks for staying with me you all. It means so much to me."

With that, they all said their goodbyes and headed out the door. Seamus as the last out, so he closed the door behind him. Before he could take five steps, he noticed Dean sitting on a nearby statue. He felt his stomach in his throat, but approached his friend slowly. Dean was looking at the floor.

"D…Dean." He started nervously. "Dean, can we talk, mate?" The other boy looked up, ever so slightly.

"Sure, what is it Seamus?" He asked, flatly.

There was shaking in Seamus' voice. "Look…I know our last encounter didn't go how you um…probably planned. I just want to say I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?" Dean asked.

"For not…you know…doing what you wanted me to."

"Why didn't you? Why didn't you kiss me Shay? I saw it in your eyes. I know you wanted to."

"No…no Dean…I I didn't want that." Seamus began to get worked up.

"I don't buy it!" Dean yelled, standing up to face Seamus now. "I know you have feelings for me dammit!" He grabbed Seamus's arm and pulled him closer. He felt his nervous breathing on his face as he looked down on him. "Look me in the eyes and tell me you don't love me."

Seamus spoke, in a whisper. "Dean, you're my best mate. Everyone knows that. If we were ever more than that…no! I just can't. Things aren't mean to be that way, don't you know?" They stared each other right in the eyes, Dean still holding tight to Seamus' arms.

"Shay, I know you're scared, but you don't have to hide it. At least not in front of me. I know how you feel because I've felt like that and still do sometimes. But I can't take it anymore you not knowing. I love you, Seamus and I'm not afraid to say it. Because that's what love is." He released Seamus from his grip. "Look, if you're not ready, I understand…but just know I'll be here when you are." Dean turned, ready to walk away.

Seamus began to sob quietly. "But Dean…I do… I do love you."

Dean turned, eyes wide. "You…you do?"

"…Yeah."

"DEAN! SEAMUS! Are you coming?" Neville called from up ahead.

Both boys cursed under their breath. "We're coming!" Seamus called. The two best friends looked at eachother, smiled weakly with a look of slight disappointment, then caught up with the group.

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That night, in the hospital wing, Ginny was able to do anything but sleep. She tossed and turned. Out of nowhere, something caught her attention. The fireplace began to spark and she swore she heard her name being called. She jumped out of bed and tip toed over to the fire. She looked down in amazement. Harry's face was coming through the ashes.

"…Harry!? Is that you?"

"It's me." He said, smiling.

Ginny couldn't believe her eyes. "How are you doing that?"

"Long story. Listen, I don't have long. I just wanted to make sure you were okay. I heard about you accident and I'm so worried about you."

"Oh, Harry. Thank you so much. But I'm fine. Really." She couldn't help but smile at seeing her boyfriend's face.

"Of course you are." He laughed. "You're the toughest witch I know. Blimey, I miss you. I just want to hold you forever."

Ginny blushed. "I know, I miss you too. So much. But it's getting closer and closer to Christmas."

"That it is. Gin, I have to get going now…but it was amazing being able to talk with you. I love you so much." He laughed. "Now imagine me kissing you."

Ginny giggled. "Yes…imagine me kissing you too. I love you."

And with that, the flame died out.