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Harry had sat on his bed all night thinking about his newly discovered love for Ginny.
He was shocked that he hadn't realized sooner that he loved her, after all, he didn't feel this way for Hermione or any of his other friends who were girls... shouldn't he have noticed he felt differently towards Ginny?
When he thought about it more though, he found that maybe the reason he didn't consider his feelings towards Ginny was because they had been there the moment he met her. She had always entranced him, and filled his head with nothing but her. It had become normal, so he just ignored it.
It was an amazing feeling being in love. He started to let his thoughts drift to an imaginary future where he was with Ginny, and they were happy together.
He imagined them living in a beautiful house, and Ginny humming as she cooked in the kitchen and dancing on her toes without even noticing, as Harry watched her.
Merlin he wanted that future! Unfortunately, it seemed that it would never happen. He and Ginny had become such good friends that it seemed almost impossible to break out of that and date one another. She wouldn't want to anyway.
For the rest of that night, Harry lay on his bed, wishing he and Ginny could be together, but knowing that it wouldn't happen.
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The next day, after Harry, Ron, and Hermione were done with work, the three of them along with Ginny sat on the back patio of the Burrow eating dinner.
Ginny had spent the day with her friend Riley in Diagon Alley, and she was telling her three friends a story of how Riley had walked into the Owl Emporium, and accidentally knocked over a cage which had bumped into another cage, which had bumped into another cage. Her story ended with all of the owls in the Emporium going crazy because their cages had been knocked over, and Riley and Ginny being kicked out of the store.
"So I guess you won't be allowed back into the store anytime soon?" Harry asked, his sides hurting from laughing so much at Ginny's narrative.
"Nope. The owner recognized me from my hair as being a Weasley, so I don't think he'll forget anytime soon. Looks like I'll have to keep borrowing Pig, Ron." Ginny said with a smile.
"Oh, wonderful." Ron said sarcastically.
After they had finished dinner, Ron, Hermione, and Harry begged Ginny to show them a few moves from the new ballet she was going to start. Her ballet company was going to be performing the Nutcracker next week, and Ginny had refused to show them any moves yet.
"Please Ginny, we're going to have such a hectic week at work next week, that we might not even be able to make it down to the theatre." Ron whined.
"Ron, the three of you have been coming to almost all of my performances. You have seen more shows than Mum and Dad combined! I'm really not worried about you making it to the theatre." Ginny replied, giving Ron a glare.
"Fine, see if I ever come to support you again." Ron said as he stuck out his tongue.
Ginny just glared before sticking her tongue out as well and crossing her eyes for good measure. Both Harry and Hermione cracked up at the face Ginny was making.
Despite her protests, Ginny gave in and stood up, creating a smooth wooden floor on the patio with her wand. She then conjured ballet slippers, just like Harry saw her do the day before in the kitchen. She also conjured a record player to play a song from the Nutcracker.
As the song began, she started to move, floating across the wood surface. The dance was beautiful as always, but something was different about this one. Harry couldn't even describe the way in which she moved; it was unearthly. Harry was so amazed with Ginny, and felt so filled with love in that moment for her that all he could do was stare at her.
Hermione noticed this, and knew she had to confront Harry. All night he had been staring at Ginny with a look in his eyes that showed how devoted he was to her. Hermione had given him plenty of time, now she was going to get the truth out of him.
Once Ginny had finished dancing, Harry was very clearly the loudest clapper. He continued to compliment her and tell her how wonderful she was. This showed Hermione all she needed to know.
When Harry stood up offering to bring some dishes into the kitchen, Hermione immediately offered to help. The two of them refused to let Ron or Ginny help, although both offered.
Once they were inside the kitchen, Hermione wasted no time. She pulled him into the living room so that Ginny and Ron wouldn't hear through the open kitchen window.
She turned towards Harry and said forcefully, "Harry, I need to ask you something."
"Um, okay, shoot." Harry said uncertainly. Hermione seemed very serious, but he wasn't sure what about.
"I need you to tell me exactly how you feel about Ginny... do you like her as more than a friend?" Hermione asked, hoping that Harry would just admit what she already knew.
Harry struggled to keep the panic that he felt off of his face. How did she know?! Well, your not the most subtle guy...in fact, the way you feel about Ginny was probably written on your face every time you looked at her. Not helping!! It's really not my job to help you. Well could you start? What do I say? I don't want her to know I love Ginny, then she will want me to admit it to Ginny! Well maybe you should admit it to Ginny. No you stupid git, Ginny doesn't feel the same towards me! No need for name calling. You don't know for a fact that Ginny doesn't feel the same towards you. I guarantee she doesn't. Are you sure? Yes... well no, but yes. Huh? No she doesn't feel the same! Alright, alright, no need to yell. Well, what do I do? I think you should tell the truth. Oh, who the bloody hell asked you?! Um, you did genius.
Harry forced a calm look back onto his face.
"Hermione, I don't know where you came up with that crazy idea. I love Ginny, but only as a friend. She's one of my best friends now, almost like a sister." Harry said. It killed him to have to lie to Hermione this way, but he really wanted to crush her idea, just in case she told Ginny what she thought anyway.
Way to lie your ass off Einstein. It had to be done, if Ginny found out I loved her, she would just have to turn me down. I don't think I could handle that. Like this is so much better. It is, in a way. Whatever, but don't come crying to me when your old and alone because you missed your chance with Ginny. I don't have a chance with Ginny! But your right, I probably will end up old and alone. No one will be good enough compared to Ginny.
Hermione was annoyed. She knew for a fact that Harry was lying. No one looked at their best friend the way Harry looked at Ginny unless they were in love with them, which Harry definitely was. But if Harry wasn't going to admit it, then there was nothing Hermione could do right now.
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Seconds after Hermione and Harry walked into the Burrow, Ginny picked up a dish they had left behind, and brought it into the kitchen. She didn't see either Harry or Hermione in the room, and had started to walk towards the living room to find them when she heard Hermione say, "I need you to tell me exactly how you feel about Ginny... do you like her as more than a friend?"
Was she saying this to Harry?
Ginny walked closer and leaned against the doorway of the kitchen, trying to hear the conversation better, completely ignoring the voice in her head that said it was wrong to evesdrop.
She heard Harry reply after a minute of silence.
"Hermione, I don't know where you came up with that crazy idea. I love Ginny, but only as a friend. She's one of my best friends now, almost like a sister."
Ginny's throat was constricting. All of a sudden she felt as if the walls were closing in around her and the room had become unbearably hot.
Harry felt nothing for her, except the love of a sister.
Wait, why does this bother you so much?
Ginny grabbed her head and tried to sort through all of the thoughts that seemed to be forcing themselves in all at once.
Why are you so upset that Harry feels this way towards you, you already knew this. Yes, but it's an entirely different thing to have to hear him say it out loud... that he doesn't feel anything for me. Are you upset because you feel something for him? Something more than a crush?
Ginny tried to stop the thoughts from changing too quickly, she needed to sort this out.
She obviously had always had a crush on him, even before she met him, but she hardly knew anything about him. Then again, she had spent two months with the guy as one of his closest friends, getting to know him very well, so actually she knew a lot about him...more than most people, even the people closest to him. He trusted her a lot, and she trusted him.
She thought of all the times that she had been jealous of a girl talking to him, thinking that maybe he would like that girl. She thought of all the time that she had spent alone with him just talking. How many times had she imagined a future where the two of them were together? She realized that she had thought about it quite a lot actually.
It sort of sounds like your in love with him. Love?! I can't be in love with him, he's one of my best friends! Yes, but you liked him before, and you want to be more than friends. Oh, how would you know!? Are you serious? ARGH! I can't be in love with Harry, he just told Hermione I'm just a friend! Regardless, you know you love him, the fact that you are upset as you are proves that.
Ginny felt like she had been hit by the Knight's bus. She was in love with Harry Potter! Why hadn't she realized it before?
She peered out into the living room and felt like crying when she saw Harry. Here she was in love with him and he felt nothing for her, and she knew this for a fact! Life could be so unfair!
A few tears slipped out of the corner of Ginny's eyes, despite how hard she fought to keep them back. She bit her lip and wiped them away forcibly.
Soon enough, she heard the voices in the living room stop, and she heard footsteps approaching. She ran outside and pretended to have been sitting there the whole time, telling Ron that she didn't know where Harry and Hermione had gone.
As soon as they walked outside together and Ginny saw Harry, she knew that she couldn't sit there for the rest of the night talking with him as though everything were normal. She made up some excuse about having plans with Riley she forgot about, and ran inside up to her room.
She sat on her bed crying for several minutes before deciding that if she sat there they would eventually find her. She stood up and apparated to Riley's house, figuring that by doing so she could make what she told her friends mostly true.
When she got to the house, she knocked on Riley's door and stood there for a minute as Riley walked to the door of her small flat.
When Riley opened the door, she saw a crying Ginny Weasley.
She took her inside immediately, and comforted her friend as she cried for a solid twenty minutes before she asked what was wrong.
The rest of the night was spent with Ginny crying and confessing everything to Riley.
Author's Note: I know you all hate me now, and I really hated doing this. I have the next chapter written already, but I WILL ONLY POST IT IF YOU REVIEW! If you don't then you have to wait a week... maybe two!! So review! I promise, things will get better for Ginny and Harry, maybe not immediately, but soon!
