A/N The title doesn't make much sense yet, but it will. I promise. Later on, if it doesn't fit the story at all, I'll change it. I know this is a bit short, but what do you expect from me? If it doesn't make sense, all you need to do is ask. Oh yeah, almost forgot. *HEE HEE* I always forget!

Disclaimer: I own nothing *except the plot* as all that stuff belongs to JK Rowling. I wish I owned Draco. He's so sexy! By far my favourite...

Tears In The Rain

"Ginny!"

"Mom, where's Ginny?"

"I don't know, Ron."

"Maybe she's hiding in a suitcase," said George.

"Hilarious."

"I was joking..."

"I know. You're still not helping."

"I'm supposed to be doing that...?"

"George..."

Sigh. "Sorry mom."

Well, here I am. Oh, I can't wait to go back to Hogwarts... It'll be much better than listening to this all day. Thought Ginny. I'll be starting so many new subjects this year. God, I hope they're even remotely more interesting than, say, Defense Against the Dark Arts... If only they would stop arguing, I might actually enjoy coming back...

"GINNY!"

She turned around quickly, and fell right into the arms of Harry. "Harry! It's so great to see you again! I missed you so much... where's Hermione?" she asked.

Harry looked around once, and replied "I haven't seen her yet."

"Oh... Hey, there she is!"

Harry went to meet her, and kissed Hermione on the cheek. "Hey there. Haven't seen you in a while. Ginny's waiting to see you. Personally, I think she wants to squeeze you to death." He chuckled to himself, while Hermione went to hug Ginny.

* * *

Later, when they all managed to get on the Hogwarts Express without actually killing each other, and settled comfortably, Ginny asked Harry. "Why did you kiss Hermione?"

Harry barely had time to blush when the compartment door slid open and Malfoy walked in. "What?! You kissed Granger? That filthy mudblood?"

Ron stood up and knocked his whole collection of chocolate frogs onto the floor. "Say that again," he threatened, pulling out his wand. "Oh, it's okay Ron. Don't listen to him," implored Hermione.

"She is not a mudblood!" said Ginny hotly. And Malfoy stared at her. "Well well, aren't we feisty. Don't look like that, it'll ruin your looks." And with that, he left, leaving a flushing fourth year behind.

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