A/N: Well, I was a good girl-here's the second part. It's H/G, though it's in the R/H section-just to let you know. Enjoy!

Ginny looked over the back of the armchair she was currently sitting in. She saw Ron kiss Hermione, and felt very odd. She was extremely glad her idiot brother had finally figured out his feelings, and that Hermione reciprocated them, but it made her ache inside. She wanted someone to like her. Preferably Harry Potter. She looked across at him, also spying on Hermione and Ron. She had gotten quite good at hiding her feelings from him, but they were still there, and growing. As Hermione ran up the stairs, Harry turned around to look at her. When he caught her looking at him, he blushed along with Ginny. Since when does he blush around me anyhow? Not sure. But he has been acting strange lately, hasn't he?

"Hey, your brothers left something behind," Harry said, pointing to a square lying on top of a table a few feet away from them. "I'll be right back." He stood up and walked over, glad for an excuse to get away from Ginny, even if it was for a few seconds. Grinning at Ron's face as he walked to the boy's dorm, Harry picked up the box, and noticed it was unlabeled. "Do you think it's safe to open it?" he asked, warily.

"Er…I'm not sure. Why don't you open it and run away really quickly?"

Harry grinned. "I guess Ron's the only one with logic in your family, then?"

"Excuse me, Mr. Potter. I do believe I know my brothers better than you do, and whatever is in that box has to be dangerous." Ginny scowled. "Now, do you want to find out what's in there or not? Because I'm very curious myself."

"Actually, I'm not curious."

"What?" Ginny stood up, her eyes alight and focused on the box. "You're not curious?"

"Curiosity killed the cat, you know."

"Harry!"

"What?"

"Give me the box!"

"Let me think about this for a moment." Harry stroked his chin.

"No thinking! Give it to me now."

"Yes, well, the voices in my head have conferred, and they have decided that you have to come get it."

"Harry Potter! Stop being juvenile."

"I rather enjoy it though. Anything for a laugh." She is rather funny, standing there, looking exactly like that fire sprite we saw in Hagrid's class. I think she's beautiful. What?! The small form of Ginny Weasley sneaking up to him suddenly distracted Harry, and his Seeker reflexes kicked into place as he help his arms up high. "No, Ginny Weasley, you're not getting this."

Ginny jumped up, but it was no use. Harry was too tall. "Harry, please?" I can't believe you're begging. Well, I want to see what's in that box. So do the unexpected. Pretend you're not interested, and he'll give it to you. Who made you the expert on Harry anyhow? I've only been watching him, along with you, might I add, for four years. Fine. Ginny took a few steps back from Harry, and looked up at him. "All right, I don't really care anyhow."

Harry's grin disappeared. What am I supposed to do now? She obviously doesn't want it. I'd say it's safe to bring your arms down now. Harry slowly brought his arms down to his side and looked at Ginny.

Ginny could see the gears working in Harry's head. As be brought the box within her reach, she leapt. She grabbed to box from his hand…

And fell.

Her leg had gotten caught in a table, and she had landed on something soft. Don't tell me it's Harry. It's not Harry.

"Uh, Ginny?" a voice from somewhere beneath began.

I lied. Damn! Okay, okay, I'll play it cool. "Hold on, Harry, let me see what's in the box."

Harry looked up at Ginny, whose face was inches away from his. She is beautiful. Told you so. She's also on top of me. So? Who's complaining? I'm not. Damned straight! What do I do now? Shh…let me think.

Ginny finally got the box open. Something flew up, smacked her in the face, and proceeded to fly around the room. Harry let out a laugh, and Ginny ducked her head to keep from getting hit again. "What the hell was that?"

Harry, still laughing, said, "I'm not sure. Whatever happened to running away as soon as you opened it anyhow?"

Ginny suddenly noticed exactly how close she was to Harry. She vaguely pointed to her leg, and Harry leaned around her to see, causing her nose to come into contact with his hair. She couldn't help it. She breathed in and caught the scent of lemons and mint.

"Ginny?"

"Yeah…" she asked dreamily.

"As I was about to say before, you're on top of me." Promptly after saying this, he blushed.

"Well spotted, Harry," Ginny answered, her tone laced with sarcasm.

His face fell. "I'm sorry, I was just…" he trailed off.

Ginny softened. "Sorry, my fault for snapping at you. One gets used to it after living with six brothers. Okay, I'm getting off now." She wrapped her leg out from the table's leg and tried to roll off.

She didn't budge. She tried again, but nothing happened. "Argh! What now?" she moaned.

"Ginny?"

"Hold on, Harry, I'm trying to get off you." It seemed the more she tried to move, the more restricted her floundering became.

"Please?"

She looked at him. She could only see his eyes, they were that close. I wonder if I should…

"Look up for a moment, will you?" She tilted her head up toward the ceiling.

Rotating in little circles above their heads, were a few leaves attached to some berries. If Ginny didn't know better, she'd say that was…

"Is that mistletoe?" Harry asked.

She looked back down at him. "Yes," she whispered.

Harry continued to look at the ceiling. Here's your chance, you prat! My chance? Kiss her!! What? Are you being stupid on purpose? Fact 1: You're under mistletoe. Fact 2: She, for some strange reason, cannot get off of you. Fact 3: She's about two inches away from your face looking at you with those gorgeous cinnamon eyes! Yes, I think I'm catching on now.

Harry looked at Ginny, who hadn't taken her eyes off his face. Slowly, slightly unsure of himself, he moved forward, hearing Ginny gasp as their lips connected.

Is this happening? Yes, my good friend. You are kissing Ginny Weasley.

Ginny could hardly believe what was going on. Harry. Potter. Is. Kissing. ME. Well, kiss him back, dolt! Ginny deepened the kiss, and felt Harry's arms circle her. This is bliss.

Harry jumped at the sound of the portrait being opened. Ginny rolled off Harry. Now why couldn't that work before? In stepped Fred and George.

Fred cast his eyes around the scene. His and George's latest invention Magic Mistletoe (Binds two people together until they kiss!) was now flying around the room, looking for a couple to victimize. Harry was on the floor, hair tousled, and Ginny was crimson, and avoiding everyone's eyes. He winked at George.

"Well, do you want to leave the Magic Mistletoe where it is?" he asked George.

"Certainly, Fred. I daresay it's done its work very well."

"Magic Mistletoe?" Harry asked, afraid of the answer.

"Our latest invention. Finds two people, and holds them together until the perfunctory kiss is performed," Fred explained.

"We decided to leave it here, and let curiosity take the better of two victims."

"Where are Ron and Hermione anyway?"

Ginny, despite her embarrassment, answered, "They didn't need the mistletoe. And I should kill you guys for what you did to Harry and me."

"Don't tell me you didn't enjoy it?"

"Yeah, actually, I did," Harry spoke up. Ginny's jaw dropped. "I think I'll go get some dinner now." He winked at Ginny, who was staring at him in shock, and left.

"I think our work has paid off, Gred."

Ginny turned around slowly. "I don't know whether to hug you or hurt you."

"Hey, what are you whining about? Harry Potter just kissed you…and liked it!"

Ginny suddenly smiled. "That's right, isn't it? I think I'll go catch up to Harry now." She started towards the portrait, and then looked back at the twins. "Thanks."

George grinned. "Just consider it your Christmas present, Gin."

Okay, time for the thanks! You guys are great!

tictacs rock-To each her own, I suppose. Though I must say, I have played around with D/G. To all the staunch H/G fans-don't hurt me!

Ronniekin's Sweetheart-I love your name! I love Ron! I also love H/G and R/H. I hope you had a great Christmas too.

Sammi Angel-Yay! A new HP fan! Aren't the books great? I'm hooked for life.

jus1digigirl-Gred and Forge-gotta love them. Here's the answer to your question.

Hermione Weasley-I hope this counts as a sequel.

w&m_law-Thanks for reviewing yet another story of mine! I've just started to read your stories. I love them!

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