AN: Just something that popped into my head. Sorry its so short, but I need to spend more time on "Muitiigus Avolo en Talen Accumular"

Disclaimer: All that's mine is the plot. For more G/H read "I DO".

Why I can't love you

I had had enough of this. For more years then I could remember, I had been fawning over Harry. And he seemed to always just shrug me off. But this year, no... today, I would find out why. He was, after all staying in my house, and I deserved that much.

I caught him on his way to the bathroom. I grabbed him by him arm (good god, I was touching his arm!) and spun him around. Ok, I said to myself, Time to get assertive. I almost lost it when he looked at me, but I remembered my "mission". I swallowed, and lifted my chin. In the strongest voice I could muster, I let out

"Harry? Why won't you go out with me?"

He looked more than taken aback. I thought I had killed him, the look on his face was so tortured. After his eyes had all but fallen out of his head, he started kicking around a pile of dirt only he could see. Was Harry Potter, slayer of world evil....afraid to answer?

"Gins.... Look. I want to but...."

"Look." I said, before I could lose my wit "Unless you have a solid reason why you would never go out with me, I don't want to hear it. None of this 'I don't want to ruin our friendship' crud."

He took a step back, and I swear, he almost shed a tear. Then, faster then I knew what happened, He had rushed back into Ron's room and locked the door. Furious, I stomped back to mine, and slammed the door with all the strength I could muster.

That night, A letter was forced under the crack in my door. At first, I didn't want to read it, but then I opened it up. Inside was a picture of me, Except I never remembered taking it. I was standing next to Harry, and we had our arms on each other's shoulders. Now, I might be forgetful, but if I was EVER that close to Harry I would remember it. At the bottom, was a post-it with Harry's handwriting on it. Pulling it off, I quickly gazed at what he had written and gasped.

Ginny-

Don't remember this picture?

You shouldn't.

Because that's not you in it.

It's my mum