Ron Part 3: That's New!

A/N: J. K. Rowling owns all except plot. And I KNOW that Ginny is in Gryffindor. Can't a girl be creative???

"Really?" I was so happy, I could hardly believe it. Ginny had been accepted as Keeper for the Ravenclaw team.
"Yes! I'm so happy! I've been trying to get on for such a long time!" she twirled a long strand of silky hair around her finger.
"I know," I answered.
"I want to go tell Hermione! Bye, Ron! Bye, Harry!"
"Ginny!" Harry called after her. "She's studying in the common room! Do you want us to tell her?"
"Oh. That's too bad. Sure! Thanks, Harry!" she ran off to join her friend Francine who was waving her over.
"Bye," I said.
"That's cool," Harry said as Ginny and Francine walked away, gossiping.
"Yeah!"
We walked back to the common room to tell Hermione the good news.
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"Oh! That's wonderful!" Hermione exclaimed when we told her about Ginny.
"Oh, I promised Seamus and Dean I'd give them that secret passageway they've been dying to see in about 10 minutes from now! I've got to go," I recalled.
"Okay, bye!" they called as I jogged through the portrait hole.
But, if I'd known what was about to happen in that common room, I would have stayed and broken the promise.
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The next day, Harry, Hermione and I walked down to the Quidditch field to watch the match between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. We wouldn't have bothered if it hadn't been Ginny's first game. Throughout the game, we cheered her on as she blocked the goal *every time the Quaffle was hit through*. She was fantastic. After a moment, we saw the Snitch. Ginny's friend, Francine's older brother, Geoffrey was speeding towards it while the Hufflepuff seeker, Ernie sped towards it following him closely, and we cheered as Geoffrey landed on the ground, a victorious grin on his face. I looked over at Harry who was watching the opposite side of the field, his face pale.
"Harry?"
He just pointed a quivering finger at the ground where he was staring. I looked over and gasped. Ginny was lying on the ground, and she didn't look... very... alive.
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We ran over to the spot where Ginny had fallen. She was unconscious but definitely alive. Professor McGonagall and Hermione were running over.
"Granger!"
"Yes, Professor?"
"Go inform Professor Dumbledore. He is busy congratulating the other Ravenclaw team. Potter!"
Harry trembled. "Yes, Professor?"
"Please notify Madam Pomfrey. This is definitely more than a minor injury."
I was quivering, white as a ghost, scared to death.
"Weasley," she said, her voice softened.
"Yes?" I gasped.
"Why don't you walk up to your common room and write a letter to your parents?"
"Yes, Professor."
Dean and Seamus walked me up to the common room. Once there, I wrote a letter and sent Pig away with it, and fell into a dead faint over Neville's bed.
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While I slept, I had a dream. I was walking around on the Quidditch field. After every few steps, Professor McGonagall jumped out at me and screamed, "She's dead!" I would then faint, and Hermione would wake me up, tell me she hated me, and walk away to find Harry. When I woke up, Harry and Hermione were looking at me anxiously. Hermione explained that Ginny, was asleep, and that she should be alright in about a week. But, she told me more, and that was the frightening part.
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"What?" I screamed, and jumped to my feet. "You can't be serious."
"Well, she really doesn't resemble Sirius," Harry said, trying to use humor to calm me down.
"You're not even supposed to be up here," I said to Hermione.
"I got special permission from Professor McGonagall."
"What, to tell me something like that?!?" I screamed at her.
"No, calm down. To tell you about Ginny."
"Fine. You told me. I think you used your permission up."
"Ron, will you just listen already?" Harry asked, annoyed.
"No!"
"Ron, please-" Hermione said soothingly.
But, seeing it was no use, she turned and left.
"I hate you," I hissed at Harry after Hermione had left.
"If you'd just let one of us explain!" Harry yelled back.
"Fine. I'm listening."
"We just felt like... well..."
"What, has Parvati come down with smallpox or something?!?"
"Ron! Listen! That's just the thing. Well, my side of it, anyway."
"Okaaaay, right. Parvati has smallpox."
"No, I was talking more about the Parvati part. See, I WOULD go with Parvati, but see, Ginny..."
"Well, since Ginny's a sixth year, she'd understand. It's not like she's really an option, now is it?"
"I know, but she gets jealous of Parvati, you know."
"You're not even my sister's boyfriend!"
"Well, it's never really been said aloud..."
"You are NOT going to the 7th year dance with MY girlfriend!" I burst out angrily.
"You know how Ginny gets. She'll pretend she doesn't mind, but she really will. And she knows Herm and I are... well... friends!"
"Okay. Fine. I'll go with that. You're being nice to my sister. Fine. Great, actually! It's not like you're even the issue! But what about Hermione?"
"THAT'S the part we knew you'd get upset about," Harry replied shakily. "See... she doesn't want to make the wrong impression."
"Okay. I'm the wrong impression. That's fine. We're all PERFECT with that idea. I suck. Cool! Just the opinion I've always wanted from the girl I have a crush on."
"Harry! She doesn't want to be flirting with her dance partner at her last year dance. The thing is, the PROBLEM is that she likes you."
That calmed me down immediately. "Really?"
"Really," Harry answered gently.
"WELL SHE'S STILL NOT GOING WITH YOU!" I bellowed in his ear, before he stormed down to the common room to finish his homework.
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I was SO mad. Harry had gotten me, and their was no way to get him back. First of all, I couldn't take his girlfriend since she was a sixth year, and second of all, even if I could, it wouldn't exactly make him jealous. She was my sister, he wouldn't give a hoot if I danced with her. And the worst part of it was, Hermione was my only hope. Without her, there was no one. Great. My sister was in the hospital wing for a week, and my girlfriend and best friend were off arranging a date with each other.
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I hadn't even realized I'd fallen asleep when I felt Harry shaking me awake. As I sat up, I noticed that Hermione had snuck up with him.
"Ron. We know how upset you are, and that you feel like we're starting to like each other, but the fact is... that's not true. You KNOW I love you. You know it," Hermione whispered.
"We've just been talking to Dumbledore," Harry continued, smiling weakly. "He said that he'll make an exception, and that Ginny can go with me."
I sat up smiling and embraced them both warmly. They really did care, to go to all that trouble. "Thanks, guys. I love you too, Hermione."
She smiled and hurried down before she was caught. I heard Neville give a loud snore as he turned over in his sleep.
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A/N: Okay, I know this has been a long time, but can you hang in there? Anyway, big time change. It is now the day that Ginny gets out of the hospital wing. Just wanted to inform you of the time change. Ciao, Darling!
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Harry, Hermione, and I waited. And waited.
"Fine!" Madam Pomfrey said finally. "But only because you're her brother, and it's been a week."
We thanked her and practically tumbled over each other through the door.
Ginny rolled her eyes.
"Hi!" and "Ginny!" and "Yay!" we all yelled.
Ginny smiled. "Hi! I'm coming to dinner, but until then, I'm here.
I nudged Harry. He blushed, and said, "Er- Ginny... Professor Dumbledore said it was okay, what with you being sick so long..."
"He wants to know if you'll go to the 7th year dance with him," Hermione giggled.
"Sure, Harry!" Ginny smiled. It was strange watching Harry be the shy one.
"He was going to go with Hermione..." I trailed off, still a little angry at the thought.
"Say no more," she replied knowingly, and we all had a good laugh.
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A/N: Sorry about all these time changes, but otherwise, this story'll be really long, and it already is, so you can just imagine. Anyway, it is now 5:30 on the day of the dance. Everyone up to 6th year is eating at 5:30 to make way for the 7th years at 6:30.
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"Ginny, calm down," I heard Hermione shouting in her dormitory.
"Sorry!" I heard Ginny squeal back.
Then the two came down the stairs, giggling and pushing each other. *Girls*, I thought. Hermione and Harry were glaring at each other, obviously about something I wasn't aware of. Ginny pushed her again, and they resumed giggling.
"Er- Ginny-" I asked.
"Yeah?"
"Where'd you get those dress robes?"
"Um... Hermione said I could pay her back..." she replied, more than nervous.
"Those must've cost... well..."
"Calm down, Ron!" Hermione interrupted. "There's no hurry."
"Okay, as long as your willing to wait a hundred years for the hundred galleons."
"Oh, Ron. C'mon. Stop exaggerating," she said, looking up and down Ginny's velvety green robes with pearl buttons.
"Um... can I talk?" Harry said, trying, once again, to ease the situation with humor.
"Oh, well. Not like it's my money, anyway," I finished.
Hermione herself wore pearly silver robes that spread around her on the floor an inch in every direction. Her hair, once again, had been twisted up with gallons of "that weird sleek stuff" as she loathed my calling it.
"Well, shall we go?" Hermione said timidly.
"There's still a half hour!" Harry exclaimed in his re- used bottle green dress robes.
"I see you finally got new dress robes, Ron," Hermione said, ignoring him.
Well, they weren't terrible, I thought, looking down at them. They were a bit frayed, but the color was dark, navy blue. The gold buttons did look rather elegant, too.
We talked about dress robes, all of us were a bit nervous, (I because of the looks Harry and Hermione threw each other every time one of them spoke), and we couldn't seem to change topic very easily. Then, it was 6: 20, and we all decided to head down.
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The food was quite good, Hermione and I spent most of time dancing, and not as much eating. I didn't recognize the group who was playing, but they were quite good, also. Harry and Ginny spent most of the time talking, and not much anything else. That's all I really have to say on the dance.
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A/N: Well, that's Ron's opinion on the dance, and if you were to ask Hermione about it, she would probably say the same thing, but let's switch from POV to a general story for just ONE section on Harry.
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Harry looked around. It was very noisy.
"Ginny..."
"Yeah?"
"Do you want to sit with Ron and Hermione?"
"Sure."
"Alright."
They sat down next to them, but soon, Ron and Hermione were up and dancing.
Harry tried to start a conversation, but he would be the one to end it.
After a while, Ginny leaned over and asked a question that startled him.
"Harry?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you like me?"
For a moment Harry sat in shock, but then he remembered that he was supposed to answer.
"Um..."
"It's okay, never mind."
"Actually, yes. Very much."
"Really?"
"Yes. You?" he asked, feeling stupid.
"Yes."
They both looked away, very embarrassed. But then, Harry changed his mind.
"Actually, I don't."
"What?"
"I LOVE you."
"Me too."
Then, they went back to talking, and for the rest of the dance it didn't come back up. But, in front of the Ravenclaw common room, for the first and most beautiful time, their lips met, and soon, once again. They weren't even aware of Ron and Hermione watching.
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A/N: OK, did anybody not completely 99% hate it? Oh, well. Guess not. Anyway, next time:
What's up with H + H?
More H/G? Hmmm....
More R/H? You bet!
And don't worry, the non- Ron POV was only for one section, so next time, Ron will star again. More Herm instead of more Ginny, and LOTS more sad. Sorry, but next time, you won't believe what event will happen. All else will be boring compared to this one event, and more Quidditch! Yayayayayayay! And, some of our big, nice, friend... Hagrid! Yay! The next chapter should be best!