A/N: Well, here you go. Sorry it took me a while, my muse decided to take off for a bit. I don't blame her; hanging around in my head is probably pretty scary, hehe. Oh yes, Rose Tangle asked me a few specific questions. Here are the answers:

1. I like to think that she's mellowed a bit, gotten more used to being around Harry because of school, and therefore is less intimidated by him and her feelings for him (not that the nervousness has dissipated completely, not in the slightest, hehe).

2. Malfoy, hmmmm, I don't think he's got any deep feelings for her, but he would like to make her a conquest (especially since she's in love with the famous HP and is the little sister of "the weasel"). Her innocence and the fact that she's oblivious to him and his "charms" also fascinate him.

3. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten about their meeting *grin*

Hope that clears everything up and I'm glad you enjoyed it. Anyway, everyone, PLEASE REVIEW, it makes my day! I hope you guys enjoy this, it's a bit longer than usual.



The teachers each began magicking chairs into rows and erecting a large stage complete with lights and curtains. Elaborate tapestries were hung upon the walls, depicting maidens strumming harps, minstrels playing their lutes and even that of a young boy putting a three headed dog to sleep using a flute. Ron, Hermione, and Harry all exchanged a grin as they thought of Fluffy. Harry noticed a group of very nervous looking students come in behind the stage. He thought he saw of flash of red hair, but there were so many people, he couldn't be sure. Students began sitting in the rows of chairs that had been set up, Hermione, Ron and Harry among them. They were in the third row, in the center. Harry saw Draco taking a seat further down in their same row, his thin arms crossed over his chest as he smirked up at the stage and whispered some snide comment to Crabbe who laughed stupidly. Professor McGonagall, who was in charge of the performers, was bustling around the stage in a frenzy, checking instruments and the positions of lights, calling up impatiently to the fairies that provided them. When she was finally done, she walked off the stage briskly, a clipboard floating behind her, desperately trying to keep up as a quill rapidly scribbled notes. The Hall was filled to capacity. It seemed everyone was curious about seeing their peers perform. Harry glanced up at the bewitched ceiling and saw that the sky had darkened. Beautiful streaks of bright pink and lavender were streaking across it as the sun set.

When the din had settled and the doors had been closed, Dumbledore walked to the center of the stage. "Good evening." he said, his powerful voice reaching every ear. "The performances are about to begin. We have a wonderful set of talent here tonight and Professor McGonagall, myself, and all the other instructors that were lucky enough to be present for auditions, would once again like to thank everyone that came out to audition. We are only sorry we did not have enough time to accommodate them all." Ron let out a snort of laughter, glancing at Malfoy again, who was doing his best to look as composed as ever. "With that, I would like to thank our performers for sharing their talent with us and all of you for coming out to support them. Thank you and enjoy." There was polite applause and excited whispering amongst the students. The lights dimmed and the lights of the stage came up. Parvati and Padma Patil came on the stage, looking lovely in their matching robes of pink. They proceeded to perform a Weird Sisters song as a duet while Eloise Midgen and a very excited Colin Creevey provided the background music. Harry saw the flash of a camera out of the corner of his eye and turned to see Dennis Creevey jumping around and taking pictures of his brother from every possible angle, much to McGonagall's annoyance. Guess it runs in the family, Harry thought with a small smile as he turned back to the performance. Padma appeared to forget some of the words in a few places, but other than that their performance was very good. Harry and Ron applauded extra loudly, still trying to make up for their ill treatment of the girls at the Yule Ball, for which they still hadn't been completely forgiven. The audience was in hysterics at Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnegan's (who had apparently gotten out of detention according to the sour look on Snape's face) rendition of "How Dry I Am". The three gasped in shock when Neville Longbottom nervously tripped out onto the stage and sang an old love song very sweetly. The audience cheered loudly as Neville grinned and tripped back off the stage. Harry was jolted to see that Cho was up next. She looked very pretty in her flowing robes of violet. Harry let out a small yelp of pain as Ron elbowed him and winked. She was rather good, playing a magical instrument similar to that of a violin by way of magic. It floated in mid air and she made the bow sweep across it by way of her wand. Harry applauded along with the rest, but was surprised at how eager he was for her to get off the stage so he could see Ginny perform. The performances continued in much the same suit, students magicking instruments and singing traditional songs. Each performance was preceded by McGonagall's introduction of the student and what they would be doing.

Near the end of the show, McGonagall's magically projected voice rang out "To conclude this evening's performances, we have Ginny Weasley, performing a song of her own invention upon a Muggle instrument known as a guitar." She pronounced the last word carefully, as if she was still trying to understand it. "She has chosen to use both the instrument and her voice without any magic involved." she continued, her voice revealing both her confusion and admiration for this choice. A single spotlight, provided by fairies, fell upon a stool. Ginny walked out slowly, looking extremely nervous. She looked out into the crowd, apparently searching for a familiar face. Hermione waved and smiled encouragingly. Ginny appeared to see her, and smiled back. From this vantage, Harry could see how truly beautiful Ginny had become. How could he not have noticed? She walked with easy grace, even in the midst of her nervous state. There was much catty whispering amongst the Slytherin girls and a few cat calls and whistles from the Slytherin boys to which Harry felt his blood boil, but there wasn't another sound. The other boys respected Ginny and knew Ron's temper far too well. Already he was grinding his fist into his left hand and looking around for the source of the calls. Harry shot a deadly look at Malfoy, whose hands were cupped around his mouth as he whooped in an entirely undignified manner. Malfoy slid his eyes toward Harry and lowered his hands with a harassed shrug. Ginny, unlike the other students, was wearing Muggle clothing. She wore a billowing peasant top of ivory embroidered with flowers of all shades of the rainbow and dark blue flared jeans with sandals. Her long hair flowed loosely down her back as she sat and positioned her guitar. Her eyes found Harry and she mouthed "Got your wish." and smiled shyly. Harry grinned back, red reaching his cheeks as he felt Ron's eyes on him, surveying him closely. With a final nervous smile she began to strum her guitar, a sweet tune full of melancholy. She closed her eyes and began to sing:

"Deep in my soul a love so strong it takes control

Now we both know the secret's bared, the feelings show

Driven far apart, I make a wish on a shooting star

There will come a day, somewhere far away

In your arms I'll stay my only love

Even though you're gone, love will still live on

The feeling is so strong

My only love, my only love"

She had the sweetest, most beautiful voice Harry had ever heard. How could she have kept it a secret from him? Everyone was enthralled, sitting in awed silence, even Malfoy. She was in the middle of a guitar solo, eyes still closed and Harry felt again that surge of warmth filling his heart. She began again, this time with even more strength and emotion behind her voice:

"There will come a day, somewhere far away

In your arms I'll stay my only love

You reached the deepest part of the secret in my heart

You've known it from the start my only love

There will come a day, somewhere far away

In your arms I'll stay my only love

You reached the deepest part of the secret in my heart

You've known it from the start my only love

My only love"

On the final three words she opened her golden brown eyes and her gaze locked with Harry's. It was then that it him, full force. He loved Ginny. His eyes widened with the realization, even as they stared into hers. With his whole heart he loved this girl. Everything he'd felt since the Chamber of Secrets, since that day he'd saved her from Voldemort hadn't just been the urge to protect his friend's sister or a fellow human being. It was a deep and passionate love, one that he didn't even fully understand himself. Everything he'd been feeling, the nervousness, the preoccupation, the admiration, it all made sense now, was so clear. Something powerful and sweet had been building inside of him for four years and it all burst forward at that moment. On the final strum of her guitar, for which she had closed her eyes again, there was a gigantic surge of applause and cheering. Harry looked quickly at Malfoy who had raised his hands as if to clap, but stopped himself just in time. Harry, Ron and Hermione leapt to their feet, cheering along with the rest. "That's my sister!" Harry heard Ron yell above the din. Harry's heart was beating faster than the speed of everyone's applauding hands combined. "Told you you'd see." yelled Hermione at Ron, a few tears standing out in her eyes. Ginny was standing now, smiling nervously, her cheeks scarlet. She bowed slightly and had begun to walk off the stage when the choruses of "Encore!" began, initiated by the Gryffindors and followed by all but the Slytherins who remained in their seats glowering. A nervous laugh escaped Ginny as she shook her head and continued walking. Dumbledore stopped her and appeared to be asking her something. Her eyes widened as a look of shock overcame her face. He said something else to her and she shrugged slightly and responded. Harry, now squinting to try and read lips as he could not hear above the screams of "Encore!" saw Dumbledore's lips form the words "It's up to you." Ginny bit her lip, and looked downward. Harry felt a sensation in his stomach similar to that of going down a steep hill in a speeding car.

She lifted her eyes to meet Dumbledore's friendly gaze and nodded slowly. He smiled and patted her shoulder. She turned and began to walk back out on the stage, to which the audience responded with even louder applause and cheering, if that was possible. Her eyes searched and found Harry's as people began to sit back down and she smiled sweetly. He returned her smile, hoping his heart wouldn't leap out of his mouth as he did. She sat back down and positioned her guitar again. "Well, I wasn't expecting this." she said sincerely, stammering a bit as the noise dimmed. "So I'm just going to perform something I wrote a long time ago for someone. I'm aware that this and my previous song aren't the first bits of my writing that have been revealed today" she continued with more strength, her eyes finding Malfoy and Snape, "so I'd like to thank the people who read some of my work. It's made this a lot easier for me." Harry delighted as Malfoy and Snape's faces fell, briefly wondering how Ginny found out about the poem being read. A quick look at Hermione told all. "This song was written for the same person that that poem was." she said, meeting Harry's eyes briefly and smiling. Harry felt his heart skip a beat. "Thanks for all the inspiration." With that, the room quieted down as Ginny got ready to sing again. Eyes closed, she began strumming on her guitar again, the tune slow and romantic. Her ethereal voice broke through the silence:

"Soft, heavenly eyes gazed into me

Transcending space and time

And I was rendered still

There were no words for me to find at all

As I stood there beside myself

I could see you and no one else

When I saw you

When I saw you

I could not breathe I fell so deep

When I saw you

When I saw you

Knew I'd never be, I'd never be the same

Only once in a lifetime love rushes in

Changing you with a tide

And dawn's ribbon of light

Bursts through the dark

Wakening you inside

And I thought it was all untrue

Until there all at once I knew

When I saw you

When I saw you

I could not breathe I fell so deep

When I saw you

When I saw you

Knew I'd never be, I'd never be the same"

She went into a short guitar solo and then began to sing with more force and emotion, the beauty of her voice filling the room.

"With no beginning and without an end

You are the one for me

It's evident

And your eyes told me so

Your eyes let me know

When I saw you

When I saw you

I could not breathe I fell so deep

When I saw you

When I saw you

Knew I'd never be, I'd never be the same"

The applause and cheering was, if possible, even louder than it had been previously. A few of the Slytherins, even, jumped up to cheer along with the rest. Hermione now had tears flowing freely down her face, as Ron shook his head in wonder. "What are you crying about?" he asked in a bewildered tone. "She wasn't that bad." "Oh, you're so stupid." she said, smiling even as the tears came down. Ginny looked very vulnerable, overcome by the audience's response, as if she were ready to cry herself. "Thank you very much." she said sincerely as soon as the applause had died down enough to make herself heard. With that, she walked off the stage. Dumbledore emerged before them instead "I believe another round of applause for all of our fine performers is in order." he said, as the crowd whooped and clapped. Dumbledore smiled benevolently. "That concludes our show for this evening, I suggest all of you get back to your houses and get a good night's rest. Good night." Harry hadn't heard a word. He was still standing in shocked amazement, both with the beauty of the song she'd written for him and with the realizations of his love for her. He had to do something. "I'll be back in a bit." he called to Ron and Hermione as he made his way through the crowd of people trying to leave the Great Hall. He, however, was heading toward the stage.

He caught sight of Ginny behind it surrounded by people. They were mainly boys, much to Harry's displeasure. She was still blushing slightly as she talked politely to everyone and thanked them. Harry's eyes narrowed to mere slits when he saw Draco Malfoy saunter up to Ginny, giving her the once over. He placed one hand on the small of her back as he whispered something to her and Harry nearly exploded with anger. She moved out of his grip quickly, shaking her head, but he kept talking to her. Harry was about to walk over and belt him when he began to slink away, still eyeing her licentiously. Malfoy caught Harry's hate filled gaze and smirked, walking out of the Hall with Crabbe and Goyle. Harry tried to calm himself as best he could and steel his courage at the same time, not a fun combination. As soon as the crowd had dissipated a bit, Harry walked up to her, his heart beating quickly. "Er, hello Ginny." he said nervously, his voice cracking. She looked up from where she'd been kneeling and packing her guitar and blushed furiously at the sight of him. "Hello Harry." she answered, her voice sounding much higher than usual, lowering her eyes quickly. Her hands, usually so graceful, fumbled with her guitar case's clasps. The fact that she'd pretty much just admitted her love for Harry in front of the entire school seemed just to have dawned on her. "I can't understand why you refused to sing in front of me before. You sounded great." he blurted out, feeling utterly stupid and just as exposed as she did. "Oh, well, I..thank you." she said, the surprise in her voice and the way she looked up at him, eyes wide, making Harry's heart melt.

This was much harder than he thought it was going to be. He needed to talk to her, but not here, in front of all these people. "Say Ginny, I was wondering, would you meet me in the entryway later? That is unless, you have something else to do." he added hastily, hoping desperately that she didn't. He sighed sadly. Who was he kidding? Every boy in school probably liked Ginny now, and maybe this was too little too late. She'd liked him since her first year and he'd never even taken the time to talk to her before this summer. Doom dawned before Harry's eyes and he prepared for the worst. Shock filled Ginny's eyes. "Sure." she stammered, finally managing to seal her guitar case, standing quickly. "What time?" she asked, trying to sound cool and collected even as she stammered. Harry's eyes widened with surprise and he felt that familiar surge of warmth invade his heart as he sighed inwardly with relief and happiness. "Whenever you're done here." he stuttered quickly, hoping it was soon. He didn't know how long his foolhardy courage was going to hold out. She smiled at him, and took his wrist in her hand, looking astounded at her own daring, and checked his watch. The feel of her soft skin on his made Harry's heart race with excitement. "Well, its 9:10 now, I could get there in about twenty minutes or so." she said, releasing his wrist after a moment and staring into his eyes.

"Okay, see you then." Harry said, remaining where he was, unable to tear his gaze away from her entrancing brown eyes, eyes so deep that that they seemed to have pools of mystery within them. He wished to learn every secret in those seas of violet and green, the flecks that floated within those dazzling brown orbs. "I hoped you liked your song Harry." she said in a whisper as they stood close together, all the vulnerability within her surfacing in her eyes. Harry felt his face go red as he stammered "Very much, thank you." She smiled happily. "I'm glad. I've missed you Harry." she said quietly, her voice slightly hurt. He started to speak quickly. "I've missed you too, I'm sorry we haven't talked much since school started, I've just been so busy." Even the truth sounded lame. She bit her lip, eyes downcast as if she were trying to make an important decision and then stood on tiptoe and kissed Harry's cheek softly. "You can make it up to me." she said softly, her eyes locked with his. Harry gazed at her, enraptured, words failing him. "Well, I'd better get going so I can finish up here. I'll see you in a bit." she said quickly, looking both embarrassed and proud of herself. With a small wave she turned and walked quickly to where McGonagall stood waiting. Harry stayed where he was, his hand straying up to where Ginny had kissed him. Words couldn't describe all of the love and happiness that had filled him at that moment. Nine thirty couldn't come soon enough.



A/N: Bad me, another cliffie AND I forgot my disclaimers! I DON'T OWN THOSE SONGS!!!! I attributed them to Ginny in the story, but in the real world they don't belong to her either. "My Only Love" (the title of the fic, thought I'd never work it in there, eh?) belongs to those people at Sailor Moon and "When I Saw You" (don't you think it was kinda perfect for Ginny's first sighting of Harry at the train station? *sigh*) is by Mariah Carey (back when she wasn't a bottle blonde rehab frequenter). And no offense to Mariah Carey fans, just my mean streak surfacing; I'm a college freshman that gets very little sleep, cut me some slack! And JKR's characters are hers of course; I just borrowed them to screw around with them a bit. Anyway, this is getting to be longer than the story, so I'll shutup. Chapter 6 will be up soon (after I give my muse a good ass kicking for trying to escape). PLEASE REVIEW!!!