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Harry and Ron were discharged the next day, much to Ginny's relief. She, Demelza, Dean, Peakes and Coote went for a quick fly around the pitch to celebrate. It felt weird, practising without a captain, but it was quite fun.

Ginny headed down to the library the next weekend to study for her O.W.Ls with Rose and Leila, and bumped into someone she had been certain was avoiding her since last year.

"Hey Michael," Ginny said to the Ravenclaw Michael Corner.

"Hey Ginny," said Michael. The bitterness between them had certainly gone. "Studying for O.W.L.s?"

"Yeah. How's everything with Cho?"

"Dumped her. She's annoying," said Michael. "But there's someone who is going well with his girlfriend."

He pointed to a corner where Mike Neil and Demelza were, kissing.

Leila and Rose gasped.

"Yeah, I meant to ask, are you guys broken up?" asked Ginny.

"We're about to be," said Leila. She went over, pushed the couple apart and slapped Mike's face.

"Oh my gosh!" said Rose.

"I saw them before – but I never thought – Mike cheated!" said Ginny.

Leila dragged Demelza and Mike out of the library for an explanation.

"Best leave her to it," said Michael. "So I heard about you and Dean?"

"Oh, yeah, that," said Ginny, "yeah, he's great. Sorry, but I better go."

She and Rose walked out of the library, passed Demelza and Leila, who were shouting their heads off at Mike, and up to the common room.

They next saw Demelza and Leila at lunch that day, each looking rather happy.

"We told Romilda Vane," said Leila with a smile. "The gossip queen's going to ruin Mike's reputation forever; he'll never get another girl."

It seemed that the two had bonded over their misfortune, and Demelza was hanging out with them more. "Good for them," Ginny thought. She'd rather an extra friend over a sulking friend any day.

What they had said was true. Mike's popularity was down to zero by the next day, lower than Harry's during the worst part of his second year, and that was saying something. He was no longer flirted with by girls like Georgie Middleton and Tina Jeffers, but instead given dirty looks by every girl he passed. Kathy burnt Mike's profile in the common room fire that afternoon, an occasion met by many cheers from the Gryffindor girls.

Leila and Demelza, however, were wanted by everyone, to get the truth on the story. But they didn't let this get to their head. They told it exactly how it happened, and would excuse themselves to sit with their friends.

After extricating themselves from a crowd of Hufflepuff fifth years, who promised they would have a talking to Mike in the common room that evening, Leila and Demelza found Ginny, Rose and Gary and sat down with them at the Gryffindor table.

"Where's Dean?" asked Demelza. "I haven't seen him since Wednesday's Quidditch practice."

"Neither," said Ginny. She immediately stood up. "I'm going to find out where in Merlin's name he is."

Ginny made her way around the bunch of students and up to the Astronomy Tower. He wasn't there. She then went down to the library. Not there either. He wasn't at the hospital wing, the Great Hall, or any of the spare classrooms Ginny checked.

Giving up, Ginny made her way back to the common room, only to find a hand slipping into hers and tugging her back when she was at the portrait hole.

"Dean," said Ginny. "Where've you been?"

"Oh, you'll see," said Dean, tugging her along.

"I haven't seen you since Wednesday," said Ginny.

"Neither, love," said Dean. Ginny chuckled.

"Where're we going, anyway?" asked Ginny, squeezing his hand in hers.

"You'll see," said Dean.

They were walking up the seventh floor corridor, and Ginny had her ideas.

"Smart, Dean," said Ginny, as they entered the Room of Requirement. It was quite… enticing really. It was dimly lit, with plenty of bookshelves and couches to hide behind, in case of intruders.

"I use my wits for you, love," Dean whispered into her ear.

"Dean," said Ginny. She dragged him over to the couch and sat him down. Placing her arms round his neck, she kissed him and he leaned back.

Ginny lay on Dean for a while, their faces next to each other's. Then Ginny jumped up and ran behind one of the bookshelves.

"Come find me, handsome," she called.

Dean got up and snuck across the bookshelf Ginny was hiding behind. Ginny crossed and hid behind a different bookshelf.

Ginny kept her cheek flat against the bookshelf, looking left.

"He'll never find you here," came a whisper from her right.

Ginny turned her head around to face Dean.

"So what's my prize?" he asked.

Ginny wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

"Is that enough?" asked Ginny.

"I could do with more," said Dean, and he started kissing her neck.

"Can I give you a raincheck, then? It's nearly curfew," said Ginny. She kissed the top of his head.

"The sister of Fred and George Weasley is worrying about curfew?" asked Dean, bringing his head up to look Ginny in the eyes.

"I'm also the sister of Percy Weasley," said Ginny. Why did she remind herself of that?

"Fine," said Dean. "Just don't say that again."

"Promise," said Ginny.

Dean tugged her out of the Room of Requirement and along the corridors.

"You know, there're a couple of good empty classrooms around here," said Dean slyly.

"I'm serious Dean, we're going full on with revision tomorrow, first up in Transfiguration," said Ginny.

"Aww, what? You've got like three months till exams!" said Dean.

"We're just revising what we've already done, then we're going to learn more."

"So I won't get my raincheck soon?" asked Dean.

"Fraid not."

They entered the portrait hole, Dean once again pulling Ginny in, and said goodnight.

Dear Diary,

Who would have thought that Mike Neil would cheat on Leila with Demelza without either knowing? No one. Poor Leila and Demelza.

Right now, Dean has got me on both edges. One edge – he really makes me happy. The other edge – he frustrates me.

He can really brighten up my day. A good snog and talk with him could make me better on the worst of days. He's cheeky too, sly in that way that makes you just want to jump on him and give him a good long kiss.

But he really does frustrate me sometimes. Like, he's got this habit now, of pulling me into the portrait hole. I can bloody well get in myself thanks! And, after not seeing him since Wednesday's Quidditch practice, he finds me today and goes all snog hug drag me into the portrait hole. He doesn't ask me how my day's been, what I've been up to, I could cheat on him and he wouldn't know.

I wish I could just talk to him. I haven't done that in ages. But it seems like he really just wants to snog. But I don't want that in a guy. I don't know if he even knows me.

Gin